After JT checked over Vincents blood it seemed he had mutated a new ability co-existing with all his previous abilities. He had developed enhanced durability, making him harder to hurt both internal and external, which would come in handy next time a squad attacks him or anyone else including beasts if there was still some out there.

Everyone called it a night at eight thirty, they all wanted to get a good sleep before starting tomorrow, Vincent could tell was nervous through her heartbeat and temperature but he remained silent letting her speak in her own time. Catherine had one thought on her mind, this morning why had Vincent gotten up so early to go to JT's? And was there words with Alex before he collapsed? She thought might as well ask before the new job.

Vincent took a minute to respond has he thought about it. " JT had texted me said it was urgent but you needed to sleep so I didn't wake you. Once I was there I saw her..." Vincent was making some herbal tea for Cat and hot coco for himself, that was both their relaxing hot drinks. "She looked different some how...I guess it was because I hadn't seen or heard from her in so long. As soon as I walked in the door and gave her a hug" Cat gave him a look that suggested she wasn't happy about that. "She asked for it because she missed me so I thought why the hell not. Then I began to feel dizzy then everything's blank. Next thing I remember is waking up and wanting gummy worms." They both sat on the sofa putting on something on the television just for back round noise.

Something with that story didn't sit right with Catherine again her guts told her again something was off about Alex but only time will tell at this rate. They went to bed at ten o'clock, but didn't sleep til midnight.

They awoke at 7 am the next morning all prepared for a new exciting job. The gang arrived at the destination 15 minutes early, everyones heartbeat was racing in anticipation.

At exactly ten o'clock on the dot a black mini van arrived and two agents got out the front of it. They opened the doors implying that everyone gets inside, Vincent carried into the van seat then went back to fold his wheelchair and put in the boot. JT was feeling a tad embarrassed as he was still in a wheelchair for the time being but he decided that it shouldn't get him down.

They drove in silence for almost an hour, no one wanted to talk. They all felt overwhelmed by what was happening, everyone had their own images and theories going on in their minds expecting the unexpected but no one was knew what it was. Finally the van drove to a building with underground parking. They knew it was somewhere in Rosedale but didn't know the area at all.

They got out the van and followed the quiet agents, who didn't give them any names at all. They led them to an elevator, Tess exchanged looks with Vincent hinting looks meaning is everyone okay. He gave her a sly nod and squeezed Cat's hand. They were in it together no matter what it was always with each other. The elevator headed up to fifty-four floors then the door opened to what seemed like a reception, with white floors and striped red and black wallpaper. A small Hispanic petite women, looked no more than 30 was sitting at the white desk which stood out from the other furniture. She nodded at the agents and led everyone to one to one the many of many rooms down the long hall. The four of them were put inside the room alone. It was a long table with twelve seats, they all sat at the bottom waiting.

Only a mere few minutes later a business looking man and his body guard entered, the business man sat at the head of the table, directly opposite from Vincent. The man looked calm and clearly knew what he was doing.

"My name David Mosby, I'm the director of this operation. You will be put on your assignment as soon as you leave this room, we expect nothing but the best from you all, we have high expectations here." He got straight to the point taking no prisoners.

"Here at WhiteLight we are taking care of the loose ties left by the disaster Muirfield. We are part of the government but if you get caught by any authorities we will not acknowledge the assignment. Just to be clear do you all fully understand?" He looked at everyone individually in the eyes. Everyone nodded in agreement. Vincent sensed he was telling the truth so it was up to them to be careful.

His body guard handed him a folder. "In here contains names, places and pictures of the known personal that we are aware of that were appart of Muirfield. " He took out a picture it was people in lab coats, one of them was Catherines mother Vanessa. Catherine already knew about her but seeing her in this picture still hurt in heart a little. " We expect you to track them and bring them to us. There are still some people working under the radar trying to keep Muirfield alive resulting to the extreme. We have learned to believe that they are trying to keep us off track by taking people and changing their looks through plastic surgery, like Alex Salter. Now we have work to do."

Mister Forbes let us show you your lab." Mister Mosby got up inclining everyone follow again. He walked down the corridor and took a few turns to another corridor. They finally arrived to a lab filled with the best equipment suited to JT's talent also along with computers for his hacking.

"If you ever need something for this assignment please ask your lab assistant Mr Evan Marks."

Everyone turned round and gaped. Evan who was believed to be dead after Muirfield agents shot at him while rescuing Vincent from their clutches.

"Ah I sense your confusion. At the time we recovered him in a black opp to raid their labs. They didn't use bullets on him, they used a chemical compound to create the look of being shot, but it actually caused him to be in a coma for two days and slowly his heart rate down to be almost detectable even to your ears Mister Keller." Just listening to it still felt unreal, to Catherine especially. Evan went through so much for her thinking he was protecting Catherine from Vincent so long ago when he was named as the vigilante.

"Hold up are you seriously saying he's alive and walking like his normal self? We went to a funeral and everything" Tess tried to keep her voice from rising. She knew her place in the scheme of things but she had to say that at least.

"I'm sorry was I not clear on that? Now moving on" David was in no mood for silly questions or comebacks. He continued to other rooms. "This is your base for your team, if you need additional help ask one of the agents who will be supervising you as you don't yet have the clearance to operate on your own." The room was filled with computers and desks, a restroom, an on call room like they use for doctors, a small kitchen and a television for news media only.

"Get started right away now." David walked out the room leaving them all alone.

"Does anyone else have seconds thoughts about this or am I just being paranoid?" JT's heart has been racing from the moment Evans name was mentioned. Tess wondered where he was or if it was lies.

No time was wasted they all got to work immediately everyone took two sheets of names. They had all of the access to the databases far more advanced from the polices and FBI's. So far they had no hits. They realised it could took a while so guessing that was the reason for the room with the bed in case of late nights.

Catherine looked in the kitchen for some food as it was getting later on the day, it had no food in it just coffee. She went outside the door to ask someone. There was a person with their back to her with short blonde hair, She called on him. When he turned round it had answered everyone's earlier questions of doubt. It was Evan.