A/N~ Rated T for sexual innuendo, nudity and possibly language. As promised nothing overt and no frontal nudity involved here Also please be aware that the next set of chapter may be a little late. I'll do my best though. Please continue to read, enjoy and review. Oh yes and there will be Vex and Bo ahead. ~A
Chapter 21
Kenzi paced back and forth in front of the windows in the loft. She was wearing one of Dyson's shirts and not much else. Her hair was slightly tousled and her eye makeup was slightly smudged. Not that anyone was there to see. Her brother was missing at the moment. Spending time with Stiles she hoped and she had no idea where her Uncle Peter was and wasn't sure she wanted to know, to tell the truth.
Cora had agreed to a sleepover with the Banshee. Although in her own humble opinion the girls had nothing in common, they seem to have bonded though. Cora was hopeful of teaching the Banshee not only how to kick ass on her own but to eventually use her scream as an actual directed sonic weapon. Lydia for her part was hopeful of teaching the other teen something about fashion and style. and while an odd friendship, it was a developing one. Which was more than Cora'd had before, and Kenzi was happy for her sister.
As for Dyson, he was recuperating from their latest romp in the hay. So to speak. The Goth werewolf could be proud enough to say she had not only worn her mate out but had also put some pretty impressive marks on him. "Well," she thought, "it was only fair as he'd put a few on her," No biting yet. That would come later in the relationship but before they "outed" themselves to the fae so to speak.
She wasn't sure if with the ever increasing danger she was just extra sensitive to her surroundings or she was just hypersensitive to her mate. Ok that was just her independence kicking in a bit she had a feeling she would know where Dyson was at any moment from now on. His feet shuffled closer and she felt the extra warmth as his bare arms wrapped around enclosing her in his embrace.
"I woke up cold," he admonished gently.
She patted his arm and her gentle fingers were cool in comparison, "I doubt that." she said amused.
"Ok, I woke up lonely and for a split second thought you might have come to your senses." the werewolf said as he pulled her closer and she suddenly realized her lover was completely naked and not cold at all.
"If this is you cold and lonely, I think we have a lot to discuss horizontally speaking." she laughed in a husky way.
"Is this where I say it will indeed be a long conversation?" Dyson said and while he liked his sexual innuendo the Goth laughed at him for several seconds, before subsiding into a smiling contented young woman that made the older werewolf very happy.
"Tell me what you're thinking," he asked his deep voice rumbling into the top of her head, where his chin rested.
Actually I was thinking about the future, which considering what's been going on might be a little premature." she said in a self deprecating way.
"I like that you're thinking about the future. Besides I think that you're brother and Stiles are together and you and I are together it just improved our odds of survival exponentially." Dyson said reassuringly.
"It did until I found you standing naked with my little sister in the middle of my loft." Derek said as he came out of the shadows , red eyes glowing and face partially shifted.
Although Dyson stepped back, Kenzi caught his hand before he could get out of reach and turned to face her brother, "Derek Hale perhaps its escaped your notice but I did come of age a while ago. So stop acting like your our mother catching us smoking out behind the root cellar."
"Secondly, don't talk to me about inappropriate nudity when you've probably just been doing the same thing with Stiles," then she saw her brothers blush even through his Alpha face and said, "Oh that's so adorable. Details, I want details."
Dyson sighed in a relieved fashion, crisis averted, as his mate dragged her brother off for what he was sure would be a highly embarrassing comparison of the two couples.
~O~
As Vex and Bo drove past the city limits sign into Beacon Hills they both realized at the same moment that they had no idea where they were going except to get to the town.. The Morrigan was long on instructions of what to do once they got there. Namely save a young man by the nickname of Stiles Stilinski from the deadly intentions of a pack of werewolves who called themselves the Alpha Pack by any means necessary. Great instructions, simple, direct, having zero context in how to achieve this goal. It was still the most positive interaction either of them had ever had with the Morrigan.
Then came the instructions about what they couldn't do. They couldn't tell Stiles Stilinski why they were there. Couldn't mention the Morrigan at all to either him or his father. Who they gathered was in law enforcement but the Morrigan wasn't sure of anything else about him. Couldn't enlighten him about the fae and/or supernatural world. As a matter of fact if they could accomplish the goal of dissuading or destroying the Alpha Pack without ever interacting with Stiles that would suit Evony just fine.
There were other things but nothing even remotely resembling a plan, no real information on the Alpha Pack, or even any idea of how to find the teen they were supposed to be keeping safe.
So the pair now found themselves driving into Beacon Hills in Vex's fancy car, with no idea of where to go or what to do next. "Should we go to the Sheriff's station maybe?" The succubus suggested as they drove long the streets rather late at night. Most of the rather small town closed up for the night already. There was one 24 hour market and a few 24 hour cafes that were open this late and at least one gas station that was also still operating.
"She, didn't want us to alert the father to our presence and I think that rolling up on the Sheriff's department looking for his son would probably do just that succubus." Vex said from the passenger seat. He had been petulant about having to let Bo drive his fancy car. Even he had to admit that he was too weak, too stiff and too tired to try and drive the powerful car at the moment,
Then they drove past a bar, and Vex grabbed the wheel and turned into the parking lot. "Vex what.." yelled the succubus as she regained control of the vehicle and slid rather ungracefully but safely into a parking spot "What the hell are you doing?" Then looking out she realized where they were and looked at the Mesmer with an unimpressed expression as she said, "Vex, the last thing you need in your condition is a drink."
"Why Bo I didn't know you cared," he said with a saccharine sweet smile before adding, "I'm fine, besides its not like I'm pregnant or anything succubabe and a little libation might be just what I need to work the kinks out after the long trip."
Despite his reassurances the usually lithe dark fae struggled to get out of the low slung vehicle, wincing every now and again as he stood up straight. In a lower tone he added, "Besides bars are the heart of a towns gossip. Everyone knows who's boffing who's husband or sister, who got passed over for promotion and where better to find out who's new in town and where they might be staying and what naughtiness the LEO's son is getting into that might attract the unwanted attention of the Alpha Pack, in the first place."
He held out his arm to the unaligned fae as they got to the door, "Why else do you think I have the Carpe Noct, and with your beauty and my charm and both of our influences in this place. We'll strip them dry of information I'd imagine before the bar even closes for the evening." he said as he guided her through the door. The pair paid the cover charge and headed into the bar proper, that was known as the Blue."
~O~
Allison was waiting for her father in the middle of the Sheriff's station when he was brought out of holding. "You know I kind of expected this to happen at sometime you and I being in a Sheriffs station together at some point in my life. I just always expected it to be me who was the one in jail. You know out past curfew, caught drinking while a minor, possibly a public indecency charge because I was making out with my boyfriend in the back of his car or something like that. Never expected or wanted it to be me bailing my dad out because he was suspected of murder." She said her arms crossed and glaring at her father, and while her tone was rather light and mocking the expression on her face was decidedly not either of those things.
Not meeting her eyes, Chris asked, the least important question first in Allison's opinion, "Bailed, me out, how did you bail me out?"
"Didn't exactly. More like proved you weren't involved in the murders and/or kidnappings since they were still happening while you were locked up, Or rather the Pack did, although I'm sure they would have liked to keep you all locked up for the time being." Allison explained and then paused as the three werewolves were also brought out by several deputies, including Deputy Jordan Parrish.
"Only problem is it also proved they weren't involved in these crimes either. Not that they weren't involved in criminal activity just not this." the archer said and there was more than a hint of disapproval in her voice as her eyes shifted between her father and the wolves.
Hearing her Kali lunged at her only to be surprisingly stopped dead by Parrish who not only grabbed the werewolf by the hair and put a nerve hold on the older woman before slamming her into the wall. He was slapping the mountain ash cuffs back on her when the hairs on the back of his neck rose and without turning he said, "You know it seems a shame to have to put you all back in jail for sheer stupidity when this lovely young lady just proved you weren't all murderous psychopaths."
"Perish the thought officer," Decaulion said in his best soothing tone as he watched the other man sit Kali down in a desk chair and when the woman acted like she was going to leap from the chair simply glared at the other woman and she froze in place.
"You're not lumping me in with them, are you?" The older man whispered to his daughter. It was a useless gesture to whisper, even with the ambient noise of the Sheriff's department, the officers talking with each other, the dispatcher, the typing up of the paperwork, and everything else, the werewolves would still be able to hear the whisper.
Allison looked at her father and this was not where she wanted to do this but it needed to be done. "No dad. You're worse. The wolves are doing this for survival or to protect those they care about, others are doing it for territory. Mom did it to kill Scott to keep him away from me. Not by any code I've ever heard of. Grandpa doesn't even pretend to follow the code and Kate doesn't even bear talking about. I still don't know where you stand in all this, Right now although I haven' exactly been showing it I stand with the Pack, my Pack. Maybe when this is all over I'll know a little better where you stand and how we can proceed from here." She said as she reached up and kissed him on the cheek, before leaving the Sheriff's office.