div id="docs-internal-guid-2fa1ff12-7f51-d46e-bb1d-d6f03ed6f4d5" dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;" /div
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"Jeff comes back several minutes later with a fresh towel and some clothes. He stops in the middle of the room his mouth opening slightly. Paul's head is tilted back while he massages shampoo into his scalp his eyes are closed and back arched slightly. Jeff's eyes travel down Paul's sculpted body taking note of his friends semi erection. After a few moments. Jeff looks away. "Fucking pervert." He mutters to himself. Laying the clothes and towel down on the bed he quickly retreats. As the door swings shut Paul's eyes open and he looks to where Jeff had been standing, an uncharacteristically cruel smirk forming on his face. After a few moments Paul blinks a few times and starts to shift backwards. When he bumps against the back of the shower he shakes his head blinking his eyes. He looks around at the shower a moment before shutting the water off and stepping out. He picks up the towel laying on the sink and dries off before putting on the clothes that had been laid there. He opens the door to the room and walks out to the hallway. Down at the end of the hall the door to another bedroom is open and Jeff is sitting on the edge of his bed with a contrite look on his face. "Thanks for the clothes." Paul says walking towards his friend. Jeff stands and meets Paul at the door. "You're welcome sorry they are a little big." Jeff says reaching forward and tugging on the shirt a little. Paul smiles up at him. "Everyone is bigger than me." Paul says with a chuckle then goes silent. A moment later Jeff nudges him "Paul?" "Yes." Paul says making eye contact. "Sorry there was a flash of something there for a moment. I was in a kitchen talking to someone about the clothes I had on. They were really big on me but I remember that they made me feel very comfortable." "Who were you talking to?" Jeff asks. Paul thinks for a moment then shakes his head. " I don't know." "Let's go eat, the pizza arrived while you were in the shower." Jeff says gesturing towards the stairs. /span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;""I've known you for two years. Why have I never been here?" Paul asks as they descend to the first floor. "You've been in a relationship pretty much the whole time. If you're not at work I never see you. You also go long stretches working from home." Jeff replies leading them to the dining room. "Do you know who my boyfriend is?" Paul asks taking the chair Jeff points to. "I've never met him. You've always been pretty tight lipped about him." Jeff says taking a chair next to Paul and moving the box of pizza towards his guest. "If I didn't know any better I'd think you were in some kind of a cult. You don't strike me as the easily brain washable type." Jeff says with a chuckle. "I've seen two different guys pick you up from work you seem to like them.../spanspan style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"both /spanspan style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"quite a bit. Jeff says with a smirk. Paul looks down at the table for a second. "What do they look like? What do they drive?" He asks. "One of them pretty young looking guy. Probably I dunno early twenties, maybe late teens about my height 5'11 to 6' red hair slender, drives a Transformers Bumblebee Camaro. The other guy is older, I'd say late twenties. Tall maybe 6'3 or so heavier build than the other one athletic looking curly dark blond or light brown hair. He drives and old Jeep Wrangler. They are both unnaturally hot. Hey you OK?" Paul has gone still eyes closed after a moment he looks up. With a shake of his head he says. "For just a fraction of a second there was something there. Something familiar about what you were saying then it was gone. "Paul could it be that you were in a traffic accident? I'm not doctor but I think partial amnesia is actually a thing that can happen." /span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;""No." Paul says shaking his head with certainty. Those guys.. At this hospital…" Paul starts to breath heavy as fear boils up causing his chest to clench with terror. "They did something to me." He struggles to say as Jeff puts his hand on him in alarm and calls his name. Paul slowly calms down and looks up at his friend. "When I think of them I'm scared like I've never been scared before. That wouldn't happen if I merely didn't know who they were." "Do you know anything about them?" Jeff asks gently. "As soon as I try and think about it I freak out." Paul says. "Ok." Jeff says.. Sitting back in his seat saying nothing for a moment. "If you go to the police and tell them I'm here I'll never forgive you." Paul says narrowing his eyes and glaring at Jeff. The accused holds his hands up in surrender./span/p
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p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;""Peter Hale." Maria says simply a touch of disdain in her tone. "A delight to see you as well." The wolf says as the door to the storage facilities office swings shut. "It would appear someone from your past is involved with attacks on my pack." Maria gazes at Peter but says nothing. "Maria, how long have you been under Hale protection?" Peter asks as he straightens a picture on the wall. "All Hale Alphas have sworn to uphold the agreement made…." Maria says tersely being cut off by Peter. Hands raised in a placating fashion. "I have no intention of violating the agreement or insisting that my nephew reevaluate it. As you may or may not know I have taken steps more than once over the years on your behalf to honor my packs commitment to shelter you from discovery. There was an…...incident. Three members of Hale back were run off the road and severely injured. Isaac, Kyle, and Paul." As Peter lists the names Maria's icy expression fades replaced with one of concern." "The human?" She asks. "Hospitalized and unconscious. No life threatening injuries strangely enough even though his clothes were torn and soaked in his blood from injuries he did not seem to have." "What was even more curious though was the scent I picked up at the crash site. One I recognized but took a while to place. Once we realized the scent had been scattered to prevent our pursuit I remembered who the scent belongs to. A witch…..." Maria hisses angrily. "Who?" Her eyes taking on a faint emerald color. "Oh you know who." Peter says with a feral grin. Maria grips the counter top, claws digging into the wood. The green scales and claws slowly disappearing as she regains her composure. "I think it's time for a little payback. We've asked nothing from you all these years." "If you hadn't…." Maria starts. "If I hadn't what?!" Peter shouts eyes flashing blue. "I single handedly took on 6 witches to protect you and prevent them from turning you over to the hunters. So you'll have to forgive me if one of them managed to elude me. It took over 6 months for me to fully recover. This is your unfinished business. Given the amount of energy she expended at the crash site she will be weak, and vulnerable for days. Finish her off and perhaps I'll be persuaded to share with you the location of another of your kind." "Another?" Maria asks shock making her steady voice rise. "Impossible." "Oh Maria, given enough time /spanspan style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"anyone/spanspan style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" can be found. Even dragons."/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"Jeff comes back several minutes later with a fresh towel and some clothes. He stops in the middle of the room his mouth opening slightly. Paul's head is tilted back while he massages shampoo into his scalp his eyes are closed and back arched slightly. Jeff's eyes travel down Paul's sculpted body taking note of his friends semi erection. After a few moments. Jeff looks away. "Fucking pervert." He mutters to himself. Laying the clothes and towel down on the bed he quickly retreats. As the door swings shut Paul's eyes open and he looks to where Jeff had been standing, an uncharacteristically cruel smirk forming on his face. After a few moments Paul blinks a few times and starts to shift backwards. When he bumps against the back of the shower he shakes his head blinking his eyes. He looks around at the shower a moment before shutting the water off and stepping out. He picks up the towel laying on the sink and dries off before putting on the clothes that had been laid there. He opens the door to the room and walks out to the hallway. Down at the end of the hall the door to another bedroom is open and Jeff is sitting on the edge of his bed with a contrite look on his face. "Thanks for the clothes." Paul says walking towards his friend. Jeff stands and meets Paul at the door. "You're welcome sorry they are a little big." Jeff says reaching forward and tugging on the shirt a little. Paul smiles up at him. "Everyone is bigger than me." Paul says with a chuckle then goes silent. A moment later Jeff nudges him "Paul?" "Yes." Paul says making eye contact. "Sorry there was a flash of something there for a moment. I was in a kitchen talking to someone about the clothes I had on. They were really big on me but I remember that they made me feel very comfortable." "Who were you talking to?" Jeff asks. Paul thinks for a moment then shakes his head. " I don't know." "Let's go eat, the pizza arrived while you were in the shower." Jeff says gesturing towards the stairs. /span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;""I've known you for two years. Why have I never been here?" Paul asks as they descend to the first floor. "You've been in a relationship pretty much the whole time. If you're not at work I never see you. You also go long stretches working from home." Jeff replies leading them to the dining room. "Do you know who my boyfriend is?" Paul asks taking the chair Jeff points to. "I've never met him. You've always been pretty tight lipped about him." Jeff says taking a chair next to Paul and moving the box of pizza towards his guest. "If I didn't know any better I'd think you were in some kind of a cult. You don't strike me as the easily brain washable type." Jeff says with a chuckle. "I've seen two different guys pick you up from work you seem to like them.../spanspan style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"both /spanspan style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"quite a bit. Jeff says with a smirk. Paul looks down at the table for a second. "What do they look like? What do they drive?" He asks. "One of them pretty young looking guy. Probably I dunno early twenties, maybe late teens about my height 5'11 to 6' red hair slender, drives a Transformers Bumblebee Camaro. The other guy is older, I'd say late twenties. Tall maybe 6'3 or so heavier build than the other one athletic looking curly dark blond or light brown hair. He drives and old Jeep Wrangler. They are both unnaturally hot. Hey you OK?" Paul has gone still eyes closed after a moment he looks up. With a shake of his head he says. "For just a fraction of a second there was something there. Something familiar about what you were saying then it was gone. "Paul could it be that you were in a traffic accident? I'm not doctor but I think partial amnesia is actually a thing that can happen." /span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;""No." Paul says shaking his head with certainty. Those guys.. At this hospital…" Paul starts to breath heavy as fear boils up causing his chest to clench with terror. "They did something to me." He struggles to say as Jeff puts his hand on him in alarm and calls his name. Paul slowly calms down and looks up at his friend. "When I think of them I'm scared like I've never been scared before. That wouldn't happen if I merely didn't know who they were." "Do you know anything about them?" Jeff asks gently. "As soon as I try and think about it I freak out." Paul says. "Ok." Jeff says.. Sitting back in his seat saying nothing for a moment. "If you go to the police and tell them I'm here I'll never forgive you." Paul says narrowing his eyes and glaring at Jeff. The accused holds his hands up in surrender./span/p
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p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;""Peter Hale." Maria says simply a touch of disdain in her tone. "A delight to see you as well." The wolf says as the door to the storage facilities office swings shut. "It would appear someone from your past is involved with attacks on my pack." Maria gazes at Peter but says nothing. "Maria, how long have you been under Hale protection?" Peter asks as he straightens a picture on the wall. "All Hale Alphas have sworn to uphold the agreement made…." Maria says tersely being cut off by Peter. Hands raised in a placating fashion. "I have no intention of violating the agreement or insisting that my nephew reevaluate it. As you may or may not know I have taken steps more than once over the years on your behalf to honor my packs commitment to shelter you from discovery. There was an…...incident. Three members of Hale back were run off the road and severely injured. Isaac, Kyle, and Paul." As Peter lists the names Maria's icy expression fades replaced with one of concern." "The human?" She asks. "Hospitalized and unconscious. No life threatening injuries strangely enough even though his clothes were torn and soaked in his blood from injuries he did not seem to have." "What was even more curious though was the scent I picked up at the crash site. One I recognized but took a while to place. Once we realized the scent had been scattered to prevent our pursuit I remembered who the scent belongs to. A witch…..." Maria hisses angrily. "Who?" Her eyes taking on a faint emerald color. "Oh you know who." Peter says with a feral grin. Maria grips the counter top, claws digging into the wood. The green scales and claws slowly disappearing as she regains her composure. "I think it's time for a little payback. We've asked nothing from you all these years." "If you hadn't…." Maria starts. "If I hadn't what?!" Peter shouts eyes flashing blue. "I single handedly took on 6 witches to protect you and prevent them from turning you over to the hunters. So you'll have to forgive me if one of them managed to elude me. It took over 6 months for me to fully recover. This is your unfinished business. Given the amount of energy she expended at the crash site she will be weak, and vulnerable for days. Finish her off and perhaps I'll be persuaded to share with you the location of another of your kind." "Another?" Maria asks shock making her steady voice rise. "Impossible." "Oh Maria, given enough time /spanspan style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"anyone/spanspan style="font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" can be found. Even dragons."/span/p