So sooo sorry I left this so long. I have two accounts on and I …*please don't kill me* kinda forgot the password to this one then my comp broke and I had to get a new one….

I'll update again Saturday but I thought even this much was better then nothing…

Sorry?

I know that doesn't really cut it but….hope you enjoy

Mercy woke up slowly, wondering what the hell had just happened.

"Jesse!" She shouted in alarm, trying to get up as hands held her down.

"Carefully Mercedes," someone, Stefan, said from just beside her. "Are you alright, what happened with you and Jesse?" The vampire asked quietly as he moved to crouch in front of her.

Mercy took a deep breath to steady herself, the smells of the city and fresh rain invaded her consciousness. She opened her eyes, only to be met with Stefan's now glowing red. The back of her mind registered how stiff she felt and that her clothes were damp, she shivered.

"What?"

"Are you unharmed?" Stefan asked, knowing at least from what his own senses could tell him that physically she was unharmed. Well, she might have bruises that he couldn't see right now and might be uncomfortable in those damp clothes but otherwise she should be fine.

At least he hoped so anyway.

Mortals were so fragile, so easily broken, the darker part of his mind whispered. Reminding him off times before, they had never lasted long before death inevitably claimed those bonds.

"huh. Yeah. I guess so. Why…" Mercedes said before Stefan cut her off, she was so startled by the uncustomary behaviour that she didn't even protest.

"What happened, who did this?" He asked worriedly. When Ben and Warren had shown up on his doorstep earlier he had been worried, knowing that Mercy had left a while before. There was the chance that they had just missed each other, but he hadn't survived this long by assuming things.

That, and Wulfe for whatever his reasons, was trying to start something.

He didn't believe it was a coincidence.

Mercy felt dizzy, though that just might have been the after effects of whatever happened. Or it could be that Stefan was using his own kind of power on her. She sent him a disapproving glare, which was slightly less effective given that she wasn't feeling like herself.

"Mercy…." Stefan said quietly, drawing out her name.

Her feeling increased, but she no longer seemed to have the will left to argue.

"What. Happened."

"Tired, we were transferring to the other bus when someone came behind." Mercy said, "red eyes, had to be a vampire…they took Jesse?" She tried to puzzle out in her hazy state of mind. "Can't remember…"

"That's okay, now rest Mercedes…" Stefan whispered.

He watched Mercy as she quickly drifted off, his gaze lingering a little too long on a certain vulnerable area and he heard a growl from behind him.

"Ben," Warren warned, with the death and now Jesse being abducted everyone's tensions were strung out to the max.

"So you heard everything?" Stefan asked, turning around to face the wolves.

"Yes, Adam sent us to retrieve them, and we ran into this." Warren stated.

"Adam's not going to f***ing like this…" Ben stated.

"I wonder what really happened; it seems someone messed with her mind though that will probably wear off in a day or two since Mercedes is so stubborn." Stefan stated, "I don't know if Wulfe is even behind this but I'm sure he would be one of the very few in this city that could have done this."

"Why take Jesse though?" Warren asked, "it's not like she's a threat or anything.

"True, but Jesse is Adam's one obvious weakness. Do not forget that almost everyone of power in the Seethe learned this fact when Adam had asked for help when those rogue wolves who were less then pack came into town. He had their place surrounded by his wolves but when they threatened Jesse he threw himself into their trap recklessly." Stefan reminded them.

"I am more surprised that Mercy was left behind, perhaps they thought taking her would complicate things more than they could handle," he mused to himself.

"What makes you think there is more than one responsible for this?" Ben asked.

Stefan laughed mirthlessly, "would you go against the Alpha in such a direct way by yourself?" He asked, "Vampires are nothing if not patient, and when they do make a move they are thorough about it."

"What motive is there though?" Warren, the more rational of the two wolves asked.

"Any number of possible reasons, perhaps someone is just tired of living." Stefan said coldly, "or perhaps someone desires a war between the pack and the Seethe, if that is the case the real puppet master might not even be a vampire."

"Then what would they be if they weren't, I doubt any of the fae would take Jesse given their opinion last time about 'bringing their battles to the innocent'. Ben stated.

"It could be some stupid human playing a dangerous game thinking he still held all the strings," Stefan said, "Or perhaps the mistress has finally given up even the pretence of sanity. It may be that the Wizard is indeed behind everything though what his purpose is I cannot guess at the moment."

"I really wish I knew what had happened, and we don't have the luxury of waiting to see if the tampering done with Mercedes wears off or not." Stefan said.

"I could tell you what I saw, w-would that help?" Rayvn asked, stepping out from the shadows where she had been hiding downwind beside a dumpster to cover any scent, it helped too that the air was damp from rain and traffic from the busy road parallel covered any noise she would make.

Three heads snapped in her direction, "yes it would, please, tell us everything you saw."