A/n so here's another chapter for you. Hope you like it. Oh and thank you for your reviews I really like to read what you think of the story.
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Patrick Jane made his way towards the meeting room where he was set to met the unknown creature.
"Wayne hurry up their coming." Grace pleaded as Wayne undid the binds that held her.
Once Grace was unbound he started at Teresa's. " Leave me, get as far away from here as you can, please it is unfair to make you suffer for me." She begged the younger couple. "Thats an order now go."
The couple set of running down the corridor, only to be stopped by four guards. "The Chief will see you now, all of you." One of the guards spoke. He and another guard. Took hold of Wayne, while the others took Grace.
Another two guards caught Teresa by her arms and dragged all three in front of a man. Wayne, stood in front of Grace, who in turn, stood in front of Teresa. For some reason they felt the need to protect Teresa. Ether her height or the threat posed against her they didn't know.
Teresa took a moment to look over at the chief Imp. He was a lot taller then herself, his blonde locks shined and his eyes had a mischievous glint, however the streak of sadness and greif took over.
"My name is Patrick Jane I am chief Imp, I need help from you." Patrick spoke up. "Sir would you be willing to help us stop the start of a war? We would need access to your Pixie Grove."
"I am not the Pixie." Wayne answered.
"Then your Lady must be the Pixie. Would you help? Please we would not ask but we are desperate." Patrick spoke again.
"I am not the Pixie." Grace answered.
"Guards you bring me two people which neither can be of help?" Patrick shouted towards the guards who were stood at toward the door.
"I am the Pixie, if you want help release my friends and I." Teresa bellowed at Patrick.
Patrick signalled to the guards to release them. Rubbing her wrist Teresa stepped closer to Patrick. " I am Teresa Lisbon. I am the Chief Pixie's eldest child."