Simon's POV

Tess came back inside after her phone call She said that Dad was on his way and would check out the locations on the way. He would be here by the end of the day.

I watched Derek out of the corner of my eye. Surprised how calm he was being.

"You alright?" I asked him.

Derek shrugged, "I don't know. Of course I'm not ok, I'm worried to death for her. But I know I need to keep it together. At least until we've located her." His hand tensed. "I'm going to kill my father for this."

I set a hand on his shoulder, "We all feel that way."

"I think I've got something," Matt interrupted everyone.

Quickly, we all gathered around his computer.

"The property was under the name Wollard Pracus. There aren't any under that name that I can find," Matt explained. He clicked on the far side of the state and an hour south of where we were, "But here are properties that seems similar to their taste, big mansions, lots of land. This far one is under William Peacock. The south one is under Wick Pruzik." He paused and looked at all of us. "W P. They're all under W P. Werewolf Pack."

Tess smacked him on the shoulder, "Good job!"

Matt sent the maps and addresses to the printer.

"Now," he said. "We don't know that this is the pack. This could be a regular person's home. So we have to be stealthy, we can't go in gun abazin' into a random human home."

We all nodded understanding.

"Who's going where?" Derek asked.

"We need to wait until Kit gets here with the other car."

"Who's going where?" Derek repeated forcefully.

Tess interjected.

"I say the crew that leaves now hits the furthest home. That way the second crew that's waiting on Kit can shoot straight to the closer home. Making them both hit at virtually the same time."

I nodded, it made sense in case they were both under the pack's control; one wouldn't be able to warn the others. We could still have the edge.

Derek looked around, dividing us up in his head.

"So whats the teams?" I asked.

"Me, you, Tori, and Matt go now. Tess, Jeremy, and Rachel wait for Dad."

I looked around, no one had any arguments.

"Game time," Matt stood up.

He grabbed the papers from the printer and we got into the car after wishing the other crew luck.

We drove to the gas station first, Matt got the gas while the three of us talked. Derek was ready to jump out of his skin, nervous or excited I could not tell. The glove compartment in front of Derek opened.

"What're you doing?" I asked.

"That wasn't me," Derek shut the glove compartment.

Immediately it opened again and things started moving around inside it. We all sat confused until a paper came out of it with one word written on it.

'Liz.'

"Liz!" Tori smiled. Forgetting about keeping our work private for the moment. "Have you found anything yet?"

'No' was wrote on the paper.

"Did you send her looking for Chloe?" Derek asked. "You could have told us."

Tori shook her head, "Liz is helping me out with something else."

"Oh your I want attention secret," Derek smirked.

She glared at him. I was confused, what had I missed between the two of them?

"Why don't you take a break Liz and come with us. We could use all the help we could get."

'Kyle?' was wrote on the paper.

"We haven't heard from him," I said. "Without Chloe, we don't know if he's been around."

"Can you find him?" Derek asked. "He might be with Chloe."

'I'll try' Liz said then the paper and pencil fell to the ground. Liz was gone.

Matt got back in the drivers seat, "Alright, let's do this."

Derek's POV

About half an hour into the drive, I think I had another vision of what was going on with Chloe. I watched it through her eyes. A young man stood before me.

"Chloe!" He shouted. "Chloe, listen to me! Stop this! Fight it!"

She ignored him. Looked down at her hands, they were covered in blood. I looked down past her hands, below them was a body. A dead body.

"Did I tell you that you were done?" Nate was standing on the other side of the body.

I tried to look away from what came next but couldn't. She bit deep into the neck of the dead guy.

A cold metal tip was pressed into the back of my head. A woman's voice accompanied it.

"Follow your instructions."

The young man shouted more but it seemed to fade into the background. The dead guy rose to his feet. He was a zombie now. His eyes were full of anger and hatred, he wanted to be freed from the undead prison.

I took a deep breath and grabbed my arm and pinched myself hard, pulling myself back into my head. I'd seen enough. I looked around the car, no one was watching me so no one must have noticed. Good. I had to get to her first, the others couldn't see her like this. Especially Matt, he was a vampire killer; he might kill her for hurting others.