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Julie took one look at her and burst out laughing. Ellen knew why, but she still gave her best friend a warning glare. It didn't seem to work.

"You seem to be walkin' a bit-"

"-Don't. Even. Start."

Alastor chuckled under his breath as he passed her which earned him a glare as well, not that he saw it.

Julie waved them all in, though she didn't stop her giggles. She led them down to her living room, continuing to pester Ellen in her misery.

"You can sit right? Do you want some extra soft pillows? An ice pack?"

"I'm fine," she ground out, shooting Julie another daggered look.

She watched Julie's attention turn to Alastor, arms crossed her chest and a smug look on her face. "Pretty proud of yourself, eh bud?"

Ellen gave Julie a 'are you freaking serious?!'look, knowing exactly what she was doing. Before she could warn Alastor to not answer that question he turned and grinned at her.

"Of course! I have much to be proud of."

Julie burst out laughing again. Xander groaned as he passed her muttering 'gross'. Ellen simply face palmed, knowing it went completely over Alastor's head.

Ellen went to sit, but only made it halfway before she shot back up deciding she would stand, her thighs, hips and sex still sore. The sight only had Julie laugh even harder, earning another look.

Alastor tilted his head to the side giving Ellen a questioning look. "It seems I'm missing something."

She raised a hand, signaling to stop his curiosity. "Don't worry about it, Al."

Of course Alastor had been right, the wording of the contract was important and apparently not as solid as Ellen had thought. Looking back at it now, it should have been obvious. He did not cause her any harm, she wasn't sore because of him, no, she was sore and couldn't sit comfortably because she didn't think stretching was important. That and probably because she had not been pounded that hard since their shared rut last season. And now there was no way she would ever get to live that down. Julie knew, just by her walk, why she was bitter. She swallowed her groan and decided to bite the bullet letting herself fall to a seat on the couch, unsuccessful in hiding her hiss of pain.

When Julie finally stopped laughing she flopped down across from Ellen. "So you guys had a good week? I mean I know you two did-" she flicked a finger between Alastor and her best friend with a smug look.

"Can we not? It's done and I don't care for details," Xander plopped down beside Julie. "It was bad enough I had to…smell it." He shuddered and Ellen's face heated up.

They really did try to keep themselves out of range of Xander, but it's not like they hadn't slipped up a few times.

"Fine," Julie sighed, but Ellen knew the look she gave her. When they were alone next, she would be hounded for as many details as she could get.

"I guess there are more pressing matters at hand anyway." She leaned forward to shuffle through a few papers on the coffee table before finding the one she was looking for and handing it over to Ellen. "You're not leaving me out of this one. It was addressed to me."

Leaning forward reminded Ellen of her slight discomfort, but it was easily forgotten when she took hold of the paper, a letter. She didn't need to read the bottom to know who it was from.

"Dolion."

Julie nodded, leaning back. Before she could read it Alastor plucked it from her fingers to read it first.

"This is dated four days ago, you didn't think to mention it until now?"

Ellen stole it back from Alastor, knowing he wasn't pleased about the delay but it's not like Julie could have really gotten ahold of them before now. She mentioned as such before her eyes moved to the paper in her hands.

It was a lot longer than the one he had written for her. It started off with a warning, and a declaration that Dolion knew who she was and who she was spending her time with. He mentioned it being a fruitless endeavor trying to stop him and even promised a reward if she could turn in her 'friends.' All in all, just useless jargon. Except for a time and place for a hand off, a few weeks from now, to give Julie time to 'trick' her friends into being handed over. Ellen didn't bother with the last few paragraphs, only skimming it before handing it to Alastor.

"No way," Ellen started.

"Uh, it's addressed to me. You can't just show up without me, it'd tip him off," Julie argued.

Xander leaned forward, interested in the conversation. Even though he had yet to see the letter he seemed to know its subject.

"It's four against one, I'm sure we can take him, just gotta make sure we have some sort of plan and we'll be good to go."

Ellen turned on him. "Nuh-uh. No you're not going either. Alastor and I will go and-"

Julie threw her arms up. "Oh because that worked out so well last time right?" she said sarcastically.

Alastor cleared his throat placing the letter back on the table before moving to sit beside Ellen. Xander quickly snatched it up.

"I'm afraid I must agree with miss Julie." Alastor shifted to his natural look, ignoring the wide eyed look from Ellen.

"WHAT?!"

"If Tucker believes he has the upper hand with Julie handing us over unknowingly, then he would be less likely to do something drastic. He's arrogant, but he's not stupid. Even so he will be expecting some sort of deceit. It's best we play along."

"He tried to kill me last time, I don't think he'll be playing nice this time."

"Wait, he tried to KILL you!?"

Ellen pressed her lips together. She had forgotten everyone but Julie had known about that. Heck Julie was the only one of them that wasn't actually there. She avoided answering the question instead trying to push her insistence of not having her come along.

"Julie, this isn't just a -"

"-Okay fuck you first of all, I know what this is. Second, you gave me your word. We're going to plan this all out and we're going to kick this guy's ass. And when that happens I'm going to be there, so I'm coming along."

Ellen turned to Alastor in hopes of having some sort of support from him, turned out she was on her own. The room fell into silence for what felt like ages as Ellen's thoughts swirled around before finally she relented.

"Fine." Ellen sighed leaning back, head resting against the wall behind the couch, eyes closed as her head tipped up to the ceiling. Surely with four people there, there was no way they wouldn't be able to finish the job. Sure Alastor couldn't kill Dolion but he would make a great distraction for any of the other three.

"So, we're all in. What's the plan?"

"Not all," Alastor corrected Xander. "You will not be coming along."

"Oh come on!"

Alastor rolled his wrist summoning his radio cane to lean on as he sat up straighter. "If things were to go awry you would be left on your own. The two ladies I can slip into shadows with me, you I can not. And seeing as you have yet to master that skill it wouldn't be wise for you to be there."

Alastor must have caught Ellen's confused look, further explaining. "Contract. I can not touch him by any means, it's to prevent me from simply taking him back by force." He turned back to Xander. "And you still need too much concentration to do it on your own, so on this agree with Ellen. You won't be joining us."

Xander scoffed. "You can't be serious. Come on, I know I can help!"

Alastor hummed noncommittal. "That's not the issue is it?"

Xander huffed annoyed, sitting back against the couch pouting, arms crossed his chest.

"So three," Ellen said, eyeing the two other adults in the room. She received nods from them. "We have two and a half weeks to put a plan together and put an end to Dolion Tucker."

…

It had been a few days, but Ellen couldn't avoid it any longer, she knew it was inevitable. There was no way Julie was going to let her go without prying for details and while normally she hated the thought, it did give her the chance to inquire about what Julie had told Alastor about her. And maybe why Julie thought she needed to 'help' him handle her.

"You can't avoid me forever. I'm going to get you to spill."

"I'm not-" Ellen cut herself off. The look Julie gave her made it obvious it was pointless trying to lie. Gosh she really had to work on that. With a sigh she decided to flip the tables. "Well I want to know just how much you've told Alastor."

Julie crossed her arms, an eyebrow raised in curiosity. "I have no idea what you're-"

"-Nuh. How would he know that I 'don't take care of myself' or that I run cold? I wasn't cold in Hell and nor did not forget to eat so that had to be something someone told him. Try again." She smiled over sweetly knowing she caught Julie in her lie.

Julie's arms fell with an eye roll. "Ugh fine! I spill if you do."

"And I go first."

She just waved her off. "Fine, but I expect you to be very detailed."

Ellen laughed as she fell to a seat on her bed. "Yeah not happening."

The two girls spent a few hours conversing back and forth, Julie disclosing all she had told Alastor and Ellen about her time with Alastor, being very limited in what she could expose. She may not be silenced by a contract anymore, but she still respected Alastor's want for privacy on such matters, and honestly she wasn't too keen on over sharing that way either, much to Julie's dismay.

"So you can neither confirm or deny that he uses his tentacle things during sex. I think that's definitive enough to say he does."

Ellen opened her mouth to argue but Julie ignored her, pushing on. "I didn't take you for the kinky type, but I guess everyone has their quirks."

Ellen's face heated up but she kept her mouth shut knowing it didn't matter what she would say Julie wouldn't listen anyway. Instead she took a sip of her water letting Julie rant.

"Well at least you're getting good sex now." She laughed. "I'm glad you finally got a good one, though."

Ellen cleared her throat hoping to change the subject as she put her water down. "So uhh…you really like Alastor huh?"

Julie scoffed leaning back on the bed crossing her arms behind her head, throwing one leg over her other. "I will admit he gives creepy cryptid vibes, not my thing and he definitely has the face for radio-" Julie ignored the look Ellen gave her. "-but he's good to ya and he's not… too terrible I guess." She shrugged indifferently. "I just want to make sure that if he messes up, or does something stupid, he has the ample information to fix it. You clearly want him to stick around so might as well give him a few pointers. We both know how you are."

Ellen scoffed, hand raised to her chest in mock insult. "I am the epitome of perfection. I have no idea what you're talking about." She started off with a confident, serious tone but it quickly slipped ending in a laugh.

"He really likes you, you know?"

Ellen nodded, smiling, playfully rolling her eyes. "Yeah well, I did marry him."

Julie sat up quickly, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed to get a better look at her friend. "You guys are basically still married. You guys bicker like an old married couple already."

"It's not-"

Julie cut her off. "Oh cut the shit Ellen. He still wears that ring around his finger and I'm sure if you asked, he probably still has yours too."

Ellen turned her head in thought. "You really think he still has mine?"

Julie flopped backward with a slight groan. "Jesus Ellen, how dumb can ya get? If you let him he woulda married you again already. He already got your dad's blessing."

"He WHAT!?" Ellen's eyes were as wide as saucers. When the hell did he do that? Why the hell did he do that? And why did Julie know?

"Ssshit. Welp fuck it, cat's outta the bag now. Yeah, he wants to ask you properly, do it right." She raised her hands in a placid manner. "Don't ask for details, I ain't spilling anything else."

Ellen knew if she even wanted more details she wouldn't get them. Julie was usually a locked box. It was very rare she let anything slip, this was definitely an oddity. It also meant that this wasn't a passing thought, this was something that the two had been in cahoots about for a while. No wonder they had been getting along so well. She was starting to wonder.

She shook her head trying to clear her thoughts. "Okay well if you're done…"

"Do you guys fuck when he's in his more demonic form?"

"Anndddd we're done here." Ellen hopped up from her seat making her way to the door. "I'm getting pizza, you coming?"

Julie laughed, hopping to her feet to follow. "God, you two are perfect for each other."

…

The two and a half weeks had flown by far faster than Ellen would have liked. Even though Xander was still a bit put out he wasn't able to tag along, he was very insightful about how Dolion worked, underhanded tactics and signs to keep an eye out for. He even surrendered his small pistol (one Ellen didn't realize he had and quickly took). Apparently Dolion kept one on him as well, for emergencies, something they carefully noted.

Ellen had (many times over) looked at the place this 'hand off' was supposed to happen, a small commercial district. It looked like a small office building, but she found it a bit odd for that to be a place for an exchange. It was still within the city's limits, but far enough out of the way it would be a bit secluded. Maybe she had watched too many movies, but it felt odd that there was no easy way of getting in and out of the area. For her, Alastor and Julie, it wouldn't be an issue seeing as they could slip through the shadows, but for everyone else it almost felt like a…dead end, a corner.

No one else seemed concerned about it, but she couldn't shake the odd choice of the meeting place.

They had arrived early, just as they planned. Alastor's shadow was sent out to do a quick scout to see if there was anything to be concerned about, but it returned quickly with a shake of its head. It seemed this would be as simple as they had thought. Dolion would turn up alone, maybe with one other and they would catch him off guard.

"Ready?"

Julie looked far too excited for this. How she could be ready for this was beyond her but she gave her friend a hesitant nod. They had gone over the plan many times over and even though she was fairly confident in it, she was still anxious.

She patted her left hip, the cold metal of the gun a reminder of what was to come. Xander had reminded her about the safety which brought a small smile at the memory. She had shot before, she knew how to handle it she just never fired at a live target. Shouldn't be different, she had this.

"Ellen my dear I need a word with Julie."

There wasn't even a moment of hesitation, she waved him off with a small smile but lightly stern tone. "Yeah sure, but be quick, we don't know how long he's going to be here waiting."

She heard the telltale sound of Alastor slipping into shadow. As much as she was nervous about the next few steps, she was glad to have a few moments to herself. If everything went well, this would all be over by the end of the night. She could do that, they all knew their roles to play.

A shaky breath escaped her. Sure she had never really killed anyone, but it couldn't be all that different then what she had done in Hell. There was no magic or angelic weapons, and when Dolion died he wouldn't respawn, just normal stuff. She could do this.

She closed her eyes trying to get her heart rate to slow back down to a normal level. This was the calm before the storm and the nerves and anticipation was making her stomach knot. It was okay because this guy deserved it right?

She groaned. She wasn't sure she could do this. As more time ticked by the more her stomach hurt. And why was Alastor and Julie still not back yet? Had it been a few minutes? Ten?

She took a steading breath, just catching the faint whirl of air and buzz of energy signaling the return of her team. Julie seemed to have lost the excited energy she had only moments ago, now eerily stoic.

Before she could ask, Alastor wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her off to the side to whisper to her.

"I can not do this for you, I am only here to assist and support you in whatever comes."

Her gaze flipped between him and Julie before she nodded. "Yeah I know."

There was a moment where he watched her, probably looking for anything that might suggest otherwise. There was a second she thought she saw a hint of sorrow flash past his eyes, but if had been there it was gone in a blink.

"Good." He pulled her chin up, placing a light kiss on her forehead. "You'll get through this."

"We," she corrected, turning her head to include Julie. "We'll get through this."

Julie gave her a firm nod before her eyes darted upward, a knowing look passing between her and the Radio Demon.

There was something in the air, an unspoken tension, a weight that seemed to fill the space around them. It seemed Julie and Alastor had something else up their sleeves. She was about to ask when Alastor's shadow darted by, a soft but serious chirp breaking the silence.

"It seems he's arrived. Shall we?" Alastor tucked his hands casually behind him turning on his heels to follow his shadow.

Wordlessly the two girls followed, Julie quickly pushing past to take the lead, just as planned.

A soft tik of Alastor's cane on the floor broke the silence and like a switch had been flicked, Julie turned, walking backward, her face lit up with a smile.

"Come on guys, it's just a little B and E, it's not like we're going to trash the place."

Ellen huffed. They knew to look inconspicuous, they couldn't just trudge in in silence so when they were nearing hearing range they would bolster up a conversation. And while the topic was never discussed she had to laugh at the direction Julie had taken.

"Okay but why here?" She played along. "This place is…nothing special."

Julie snorted, giving her friend a wink before turning back to walk forward again. "'Member that dick ex I dated a few months back? Turns out he works here, and I would love to fuck with his desk."

Ellen fought the laugh that bubbled up. Oh that was definitely something Julie would do. Instead Ellen turned her voice to mock surprise with a hint of scorn.

"Julie!"

Before Julie could turn to ask which way to turn down the hallway, Alastor took the end of his cane and tapped her left arm, indicating to turn that direction.

"Oh come on, it 's not going to be anything serious," Julie continued, almost skipping down the hall. "Just stealing all his pens or taking all the staples. Something small and petty."

Alastor chuckled. "Oh how I do like your twisted mind," he hummed. "I see why you like her, a wonderful influence."

Ellen couldn't keep a straight face. "Guys!," she barely managed to hiss. The back and forth felt almost natural, making some of the tension she was feeling before slip away…or at least pushed down to be temporarily forgotten.

The good feeling quickly evaporated when the door to the lobby came into view. Ellen started to slow knowing once they stepped through there was no turning back, things had started in motion and they would have to play out whatever came their way.

Alastor's hand on her back gently pushed her onward with a slight nod of encouragement. She took a steadying breath, trying to push all the nerves, the 'what ifs' and panic down. Sure she was normally good with plans always being a step ahead, but this felt… off. Something about this didn't sit right with her.

With a shaky, and probably unconvincing, self assured nod she followed Julie into the lobby, Alastor right at her heels.