A hoy hoy! Writer 2 here, really, I'm not lying this time. I wasn't lying the last time, just got writers block and sent it off to ECSL… and she finished it. So, I'm doing this one now. Wee.

Chapter 9: Problems Arise

"Can we maybe hurry this up…? I don't know about you guys, but I don't want to be turned into stone." Tad urged, using his hands to gesture a 'nudge'.

Ali slapped him on the shoulder and frowned, "She wouldn't do that! How can you be so dense?" She exclaimed taking a pointed glance at Chris and George who had taken up residence in the back of the room, nervously biting their lips and holding hands.

Tad let out an exasperated sigh, and ran his hand through his short chestnut coloured hair before walking out of the room, not able to handle the stress. Ali followed shooting a comforting smile towards the couple in the back of the room.

"She's not going to do it to any of us." Sonja stated, not bothering to look up from the monitor as she continued typing away at the computer.

Christina nodded, "She's smarter than that." She agreed. "Just try not to scare her…" she added as an afterthought.

George nodded, a small smile making it's way across his face. "Thanks guys. We both really appreciate you guys not locking her in a room somewhere. We love her so much, I can't imagine having to let her go." George commented. Chris had been oddly silent since Jo had exploded the wolf downstairs.

"Chris, baby, are you ok?" George asked, turning worried eyes to his lover.

Chris's eyes looked troubled, "No, no I'm not ok. I just watched a little girl blow up a Lycan without batting an eyelash. What happens if she can't control it anymore? What happens if someone gets their hands on her? She's only little, what happens when she has a tantrum and blows up someone's limbs or furniture or… I don't know if we can do this… it's all very… heavy." Chris exasperated, he brought his hands up to his face and sighed into them.

When he looked up again everyone in the room was staring at him with surprised eyes, Tom's left eyebrow was up so far it was past his hair line. Riley's mouth was hanging wide open, Tamara stared, and Dena glared.

"Excuse me!?" She exclaimed, she gave a death glare.

"You haven't done anything wrong! What ever happens we can deal with it. You can deal with it. You're a freaking vampire for god's sake." Dena finished with a bit of a shriek.

Everyone in the room nodded. "Maybe you guys should go out tonight, and work something out. We can watch Jo for that long. C'mon, we'll take you to a club or something." Sonja stated motioning to Tom, and the rest of the room. Tom cocked an eyebrow, a small smile formed on his face.

"They're right you know. You should have told me. We can work this out Christopher, I promise, we won't lose her." George stated using a knuckle to lift his man's chin so that they were looking into each other's eyes. Without words they seemed to communicate and finally Chris nodded. George gave him a bit of a smile and then nodded also.

"I'm going to go check on her." Vandhana said she and Jyotsna were going to make her a snack." He stated calmly, he got up and left the room, leaving Chris alone with everyone researching.

"Christopher?" Riley finally asked, lightening the mood, and clearing the air in the silent room.

Sonja and Tom chuckled, "Dense much… what did you think his real name was, Jim?" Tamara asked cocking an eyebrow.

Riley shrugged, "Haven't really thought about it."

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"You know, she's kind of cute, for something so unexpected." Kathleen stated quietly as she looked down at Neeko with a soft smile.

Vandhana smiled, "Yup, that's for sure." She agreed. It was silent for a moment, before George knocked and entered. "Hey, how's he doing?" He asked. "Calm actually." Kathleen commented smiling.

"I haven't seen you look that happy… Ever." George stated grinning and walking over and opening the fridge. Kathleen scowled, "It must be the hormones." She commented, trying to look serious and then failing.

George snorted, "I'm guessing those hormones don't want some Kraft Dinner then." He stated waggling his eyebrows.

Kathleen jumped up, "No no… The hormones wouldn't mind some macaroni." She stated covering up her excitement with a coy look.

"Then the hormones should stop revealing Kathleen's sarcasm." George tutted with a sigh, he then took out a box of Kraft Dinner, some blood and some chives.

Jyotsna laughed and then realized George was looking a little distant. "What's up Chuck?" she asked him cocking an eyebrow.

George sighed again, "Chris is having a rough time handling Jo's powers, we had a bit of an argument, we just need some time to get used to this situation, Sonja and Tom invited us to go clubbing." George ran his hands through his hair, and turned on the stove. A small grin seeped its way across Jyotsna's face and it travelled to Vandhana's face with an almost unnatural liquid flow.

Tom walked into the room, "Not the baby Seals! Where's Paul McCartney when we need him!" He exclaimed dramatically. The entire room stared. "You said clubbing and… Oh never mind." Tom walked out.

"That's great, you two could really use a party." Jyotsna added, completely disregarding the Tom's antics. George nodded a little. "I hope you're right." He agreed.

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Annikah was sitting at her desk staring at the computer monitor in front of her when one of her henchmen entered the office.

"Madam, we've got something."

"Well, out with it, what do you have?" Annikah asked impatiently.

"We've got one of their men."

"Bring him in, and get Hugo in here. Now!" she said as she shut the computer off and the man left to bring in the prisoner.

"Let me go, you son of a bitch," the older man yelled as they dragged him in kicking.

"Now, now, who do we have here?" Annikah asked the other werewolf.

The werewolf just stood there quietly, glaring at her.

"So, not the talkative type are you? Well, we can change that. Hugo, get in here." She said as a shabby looking old man came into the room carrying a metal case. "This is Hugo, he's our resident doctor and he does a wonderful job of making people talk. So, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way, I just want to know your name."

"Fine, the names Bob bitch, nice to meet you," he said with a mixture of sarcasm and resentment.

"See, now that wasn't that hard. I could've done without being called a bitch though, that wasn't very nice. You can call me Annikah."

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Hey, this is writer 1, sorry about the huge delay, but me and my fellow writer both had huge writers blocks. Well, I hope you liked it, and the twist at the end. Please don't forget to review.

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