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A.N. Finally started writing this again, I'm within a few chapters of being done. I started and finished Ch 11 last week so it'll be posted sometime next week. Thank you everyone for the wonderful feedback. Enjoy.

Chapter 10

“Listen, obviously you’re here for the same reason we are, there is some weird ass shit going down—you’re looking for them too.” Nick didn’t lower his weapon but held one hand up to show he didn’t want to have a huge gun-battle with them.

“You’re hunters too?” She switched her gaze back and forth between the two men. “You don’t look like hunters.” All the hunters she’d come in contact with were more than just two guys. Nobody could take out a whole house worth of Goons with two guys. That didn’t even take into consideration if a Master was squatting there.

Although there were stories—legends of a few men and women who could deal with the undead alone, no crew needed. Unlikely though, if that were the case wouldn’t someone have met one of these people by now?

Nick chuckled, “Well neither do you. Haven’t you ever heard never judge a book by its cover?”

Jack scowled at the two newcomers that were ruining his hunt; nothing bothered him more than some upstart kid butting into his business. No way in hell did the Goons inside not know they were outside waiting to drag their disgusting asses out into the bright sun. “Can we continue this tea-party later for after we kill the fucking Goons?” He stood between Liz and the boy still pointing his gun at her…another thing that irritated the hell out of him.

“Goons?” The other man, standing next to Nick, spoke. “Don’t you mean Forsaken? What’s this nonsense about killing them here? You can’t kill a Forsaken unless it’s on hallowed ground.”

Liz much to Jack’s chagrin went around him, her gun lowered but still out. “No he meant Goons. A whole nest of them right in there.” She pointed to the shack. “What are Forsaken?”

“You’ve got to be bullshitting me. You’re out here all suited up and you have no idea what you’re hunting. That’s rich.” Nick laughed. “Just because you gave them a new name doesn’t mean the way to kill them is different. This is a re-con mission not a kill.” Nick rolled his eyes. “Go on home and let the professionals handle it.”

“And we’re the professionals—so go back up that hill and get the hell—“ Cracking boards and splintering wood broke up the argument, hands reached out and grabbed Jack dragging him through the window. “JACK!” Liz shouted following in after him.

Nick pushed one of the guys that tried to follow back and climbed in. It was dark everywhere except for the large area he just climbed through. The light spilled around his body as he tried to find Liz and guy she called Jack. He heard them fighting the Forsaken. Although why a Forsaken would be hiding out here was a mystery, it wasn’t exactly their kind of place to wait away the day.

Finally his eyes adjusted enough for him to be able to see what was happening. Jack shouted to Liz. “Shoot it! Fucking shoot it!”

“I’ll hit you dammit.” Not once did either of them stop moving. Jack flipped the snarling creature with black goop dripping from its mouth over his shoulder. That was definitely not a Forsaken. Liz grabbed a table leg and started hitting the creature violently before shoving the wooden leg through its neck. The creature gurgled and tried to pull at the wood deeply embedded into the wall behind it.

Around him the other members of the group, who smashed through the front door, were fighting other creatures like the one writhing on the wall. They weren’t Forsaken, there really were more evil things out there than just the monsters he was hunting.

Behind him he saw a blur move, he turned quickly and shot at the thing coming at him. It went down but came back up—pissed off.

Just as he went to shoot it again an arrow punched through its chest cavity spraying him with the black goop dribbling from its mouth. Before he could blink it was being dragged out through the open doors and into the sunlight.

An hour later what Liz called the nest had been cleared out. No closet went unchecked; any furniture that could be used as a hiding place was over turned. Now he sat on the steps with Sean trying to make sense out what he saw and participated in.

Gary and Robert, the terror twins, high five each other and congratulate the other on a job well done. They cast laughing glances at the two newbies sitting on the steps of the shit-hole they cleaned out. “You boys alright?” Robert chuckled.

“Yea…we’ll be fine.” Sean replied. Not looking up at the two, Nick and Sean couldn’t take their eyes off of the skulls resting on the hood of one of the vehicles.

Liz seeing their shock sat next to them, she reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a silver flask filled with whiskey. “Drink this. It’ll help.”

Sean took a drink first before handing it to Nick. Once they had a swig he gave it back to her. “Thanks.”

“No problem.” She put it away. “Now why did you call them Forsaken? What are those?” She had a hunch that there was something she didn’t know…and that was a feeling she couldn’t stand.

Swallowing Nick turned his gaze to her. “Forsaken is what we hunt,” he turned back to the empty house. “But those things…they weren’t Forsaken. Not by a long shot. What we hunt are almost like the vampires you see on TV all the time. The can act human, look normal, except for the whole ripping your throat out as they feed.”

“They usually have a day driver, someone to take them places and take care of them during the day.” Sean scratched at his head.

“So I could have seen one of these Forsaken and not even realized it?” Great, that didn’t fill her with warm and fuzzy feelings.

“Maybe but it’s unlikely.” Nick told her. “There were only two in the United States a year ago, now there’s only one. There are two more out of the country, one in Europe and one in Africa.” He needed to find the one left that was in the U.S. he had to be the one that he was connected too. If he wasn’t how the hell would he be able to track the other two?

“So are there only three left? Don’t they have any…I don’t know your version of Goons running around?”

“Yea, they usually travel with at least two others that they’ve changed.” Sean watched as the team loaded up their truck with skulls and put their weapons back where they got them.

Nick stood up and stared down at Sean and Liz. “Thankfully the Feeders and what they turn into can be killed with decapitation and sunlight. Just like your Goons.”

“Wow. I can’t believe we never heard of these things before. Not even a whisper. The church is going to be pissed.” Liz predicted.

“Church?”

“Yea, basically we’re hunters for the church. We get paid—not enough in my opinion, to kill Goons and Masters for the church.” She shrugged. The guys were almost done packing up the fried skulls of the lower level vamps. “Why don’t you come with us. We can talk some more and maybe get you two something to eat.” She slapped Sean on the shoulder because he was the closest to her.

“You know that sounds like a good idea.” Nick agreed standing beside her. There were a lot more things to talk about, they needed to know if there were more Goons, or Forsaken around the city and if there were, pull together to send those nasty fuckers back to hell and to cure the virus he carried.

TBC

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Chapter 11

It didn’t take long to get back to the Crashdown, the drive took about twenty minutes. Nick and Sean followed behind them in the Charger that they mentioned used to belong to the Forsaken that they killed.

When they pulled up Liz and Jack exited the truck and made their way toward the Crashdown double doors. The crew followed close behind with Nick and Sean bringing up the rear. They weren’t even completely inside the restaurant when Dad punched Jack square in the jaw.

“Get up asshole.” Jeff fumed.

“Dad!” Liz ran up to him. “What the hell are you doing?” She knew she probably shouldn’t get involved in the fight but she wanted answers.

“Lizzie stay out of this. It’s between me and Jack.” He’d teach the prick not to mess around his daughter.

Jack stood up and got in a fighting stance, he didn’t care if Jeff was a friend nobody hit him and got away with it. He didn’t play that game. “Wanna tell me why the fuck you sucker punched me like a pussy?”

Lance cringed, this wasn’t going to be pretty. Jeff was fuming over the communicator and he wanted a piece of Jack’s hide for laying one sexual finger on her. If Jeff hadn’t wanted to listen in the father could still stay blissfully unaware of Liz’s bed partners.

“You fucked my daughter. My best friend touched my little girl.” Jeff growled.

Liz froze and stared at him, oh my God he knew. How the hell did he find out, the only person she told was…Tess. If she opened her mouth she was going to kill her friend.

“She’s not your little girl anymore Jeff.” Jack argued.

“She’ll always be my little girl. You’d never understand that because you don’t have a child. Now I’m going to kick your ass so lets get this started.”

“Fine. If that’s the way you want to play it.” Jack swung at him and hit him in the face; he followed with a punch to the gut.

As her father and friend fought it out she went into the back in search of Tess. She needed to know if her friend betrayed her trust or if it was a slip of the tongue. She’d like to think that she and Tess were past purposefully hurting each other. Had she read the other girl wrong and let in a traitor?

Out in the restaurant she heard glass breaking and bodies slamming into things. As much as she’d like to break up the fight she knew Dad and Jack needed to sort this out for themselves, she had slightly more pressing matters to deal with.

Having heard the noise from downstairs Tess, Kyle, Alex, and Isabel came down the stairs from the upstairs apartment. “What is going on down here?” Kyle questioned.

“Dad found out that I’ve slept with Jack. Dad’s pissed. Tess can I talk to you for a second alone?” She passed the others and went upstairs.

Shrugging her shoulders she followed the brunette back to her home. “What’s up?”

“Did you tell Dad about Jack and me?” Please, say no. Please say I didn’t put my trust in the wrong person.

“Of course I didn’t. How could you think that I would do that?” Tess backed up a little from Liz. Offended that Liz immediately thought the worse of her.

Sighing with relief she nodded. “Are you sure you didn’t say it accidentally? I can understand if you blurted it out.”

“I didn’t say anything.” She glared upset that she didn’t believe her. “It’s nice to know that you don’t trust me though.” She began to walk back downstairs.

Hurrying after her Liz managed to get in front of her before she left through the backdoor of the Crashdown. “Tess, I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I just jumped to the worse case scenario but you’re the only person I told. So I leave and everything between Dad and Jack is fine then I come back and Dad’s throwing punches at his best friend saying that he was going to kick his ass.”

Taking a breath she continued. “The only explanation I could come up with was that someone told him whether by accident or purpose and the only person who knew besides the crew was you. And the crew knows better then to talk about Jack and me.”

Tess paused. “Yea well maybe it was you?” She didn’t think she was ready to forgive Liz quite yet. “Jeff was listening in when you went to hunt. He said he wanted a vicarious thrill, since he couldn’t go out himself and be a part of the action.” With that she left the Crashdown, she needed some time to herself.

“Oh shit.” If Dad was listening in then it was her he heard the information from. She and Jack had been talking and bantering back and forth. Sleeping with him had come up. Shit.

She switched her gaze back and forth from the ruckus in the restaurant to the back door unsure of whom to go after. First things first, she had to stop the two men out there from killing each other then she had to go talk to Tess. She owed her a couple apologies.

Hurrying out of the backroom through the swinging door she ran up to the feuding friends. “Stop it, both of you now.” She wedged herself between them and pushed them apart. “You are acting like two year olds.”

Jack wiped away a trail of blood trickling down the corner of his mouth. “I don’t take to kindly to anyone hitting me Liz.”

“And Dad doesn’t take to kindly to his best friend sleeping with me. We all have things we don’t like.” She glared. Sighing she faced Dad. “I know you don’t like it…but who I sleep with is not your business.”

“I’m your father everything you do is my business.” Jeff grabbed a wad of tissues and pressed it to his temple where Jack had hit him with the side of a table.

“Not this. I was eighteen when we were together. That’s the cut off date for you to have any say in who I’m with.” She hated having this conversation out in the restaurant in front of the crew, Kyle, Isabel, Alex, and the two newcomers. Liz was happy that the restaurant was closed that day. “If it makes you feel better we’re not together anymore.”

If she thought that would smooth things over she was dead wrong. “You sleep with her then you dump her? You better start making funeral arrangements Jack.” He stepped forward but Liz pushed back against his chest.

“Daddy stop it. What happened or didn’t happen with Jack and me is over and it was mutual. Back off. Go upstairs and get cleaned up. We have other things that we need to deal with right now.” It was time to end this nonsense.

“What?” Jeff’s jaw was still clenched but he was willing to listen to what Liz thought was more important.

“Goons and Masters aren’t the only things out there. Apparently there are Forsaken. Our two guests have had personal experience. We need to figure out what is killing people around Roswell and then kill it ourselves. Can you hold off hurting Jack till we figure this all out?”

Jeff stood straighter, noticing the two boys who weren’t there when Liz left. One was from the other night, he had come to the Crashdown doors. While the other…no way, was that Michael? “Fine.” He turned back to Jack. “But we will sort this out when it’s over.” With that said he sat on a stool dabbing at his wounds.

“I’m counting on it.” Jack also sat, only he sat in a booth.

The others, Isabel, Kyle, and Alex finally saw who else was in the Crash besides the crew. “Michael?”

Nick rolled his eyes. “Not Michael. Who is Michael? I’ve been mistaken for him twice now.” He crossed his arms and stared at the three who were openingly staring at him.

Liz took pity on Nick. “Michael is a friend of Isabel’s and he could be your twin.”

TBC

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A.N. Thank you for the wonderful feedback. Ok, I have no idea what the relationship was between Mary/Meridith and Bobby Dupree (Laurie’s Aunt and Uncle) at times they seemed like husband and wife, while other times they seemed like siblings. So for the sake of this story they are siblings. Even though I felt that this little tidbit required a note they will not be in the fic except for a mention.

Chapter 12

“Yea right.” Nick scoffed. Sure he knew that there were people who looked similar to other people that they had never met before but he doubted that someone looked exactly like him.

“No we’re serious.” Liz told him. “Isabel do you have a picture of Michael?”

“One…you have no idea how hard it is to get Michael to stand still for a picture. It’s upstairs let me grab it.” Isabel hurried up the stairs to the apartment, took her purse and went back downstairs. It took another minute to find her wallet and find the picture. “Here, see.”

Nick looked skeptical but took the picture from her hand anyway. Imagine his surprise when he in fact looked like this Michael that everyone was mistaking him for. The differences were so subtle it took even him a moment to see the differences. The only obvious was his hair, while Nick’s was flattened and framed his face, Michael’s was standing straight up.

“That picture was taken about a year ago, his hair looks similar to yours now, although he’s growing his out.” Isabel explained the differences in hairstyle.

“This is unbelievable.” He whispered.

Where Michael had some muscle it wasn’t as defined as Nick’s. He had a tan where Michael was paler but not by much. Other than those few things there was no difference in appearance.

“See why we thought you were Michael.” Liz smirked.

Sean swiped the photo from his friend and looked at it. “Wow. That’s unreal. I heard that everyone has a twin but this is…wow.”

“Try my side of the moment.” Nick exhaled.

Isabel stood facing him. “Are you related to the Dupree’s in anyway?” She remembered Michael and Maria and Michael’s…relative Laurie. “Michael was adopted and he found out that Laurie’s grandfather looked exactly like him.”

“Yea, Laurie’s my cousin.” He admitted. He didn’t really know them all that well and to be honest he didn’t care that much. His Aunt Meredith and Uncle Bobby, those were Laurie’s aunt and uncle too, thought he and his family weren’t good enough to be acknowledged by them. “Are you saying that he could be my twin.”

“In a way.” Isabel skirted around the alien issue. That would bring up far more questions then she was ready to answer.

Nick looked at the picture again. Grandpa Charles had five children, three boys and two girls. Many of the children of Grandpa’s kids that were boys had similar features to their ancestor but he was the only one who looked exactly like him.

Isabel looked at Alex, Kyle, and Liz with concern. She didn’t know what to do, Max had always made the final decisions on all things alien. There were times that Michael wouldn’t listen but for the most part Max’s word was final.

Liz saw Isabel’s dilemma, “So how are you related to Meredith and Bobby?” That should give Iz some time to figure out if she wanted to tell the newcomers about the alien secret. On the other hand Liz realized she should probably tell Isabel that her crew knew about aliens and that Tess knew of their knowledge of aliens. That wouldn’t go over well.

“Aunt and Uncle obviously. They are Grandpa Charlie’s kids, although they always did seem to be something off about them.” He shivered slightly.

“Off?” Isabel questioned.

“Yea, in the sense that being siblings didn’t stop them from behaving…overly friendly with each other.” Nick explained. While the family, before they were disowned, never saw Mary and Bobby be inappropriate with each other there was a weird vibe with them.

“Was she hot?” Kyle spoke up.

Both Isabel and Liz hit him in the chest. “That’s sick Kyle.” Isabel admonished.

“What? I was just asking.” He defended.

Jeff, who had left the dining area to get an ice pack for his chin, came back into the room. He glared at Jack for a second before turning to the others. “So how do we figure out what group of vampires are behind the disappearances around here?”

Alex stepped forward and took the floor. “I think what we should do is first is sit down and both Jack’s team and Nick and Sean tell us about the vampires they fight. After that we’ll go from there.”

“That’s a good idea.” Sean agreed.

Liz nodded. “Great. While you guys do that, I gotta go do some damage control.” She pointed toward the outside and started to leave when Isabel called her back.

“Why what happened?”

“Long story short, I fucked up and need to go smooth things over with Tess.” Liz grimaced. She felt awful for jumping to conclusions but unfortunately it wasn’t a trait some people could help. Namely herself. She liked to think she was calm and rational and at times she was, she had to be with what she did for a living but their would always be a part of her that jumped before looking.

“Do you want me to come with you?” Isabel offered. “It might be better if we talk to her together.”

“Thanks but I think it’s better to go one on one with Tess. If we came together she might think we’re ganging up on her.” Liz explained. Besides Tess respected people who had the balls, literal or figurative, to stand up and admit when they were wrong, without the back up of others.

Isabel nodded but she lost some of her smile. She wanted to continue working on her and Tess’s own issues. Max, Michael, Maria, and she hadn’t treated Tess very well when it was clear that she changed sides, so to speak. She had chosen Liz over her alien obligations and that hadn’t sat well with any of them.

Only since her own split from her brothers and Maria did she realize how cruel she had been to the only girl who knew what it was like to be an alien and female. Tess, a girl who despite being an outsider for months had managed to find a place to belong to outside of the alien secret, Isabel envied that.

Jeff walked Liz to the front doors of the restaurant. “Be careful alright?”

“I will. And don’t get into anymore fights with Jack.” She begged. “At least not until I get back.” She teased.

“Fine.” Liz gave him a kiss on the cheek and left the restaurant at a jog.

TBC

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A.N. I sat on this chapter for about a month because I wasn’t sure where I’d go from here and I didn’t want to post it only to take it down and rewrite the chapter. Finally figured out what to do so ch 14 should come out fairly easily/quickly.

Chapter 13

It took Liz ten minutes to make it to the Valenti home where Tess lived. She, Kyle, and Jim had formed their own family and she knew how much Tess loved them.

She pulled into the driveway, when Jack found out that she took the truck he wouldn’t be too happy with her but he’d forgive her. Liz stamped out the cigarette that dangled from her mouth and blew out the smoke. Yea, she promised Mom she’d quit but she hardly drank; compared to the guys in the crew she barely had sex…she needed some kind of vice to get through what she saw every night.

If she wanted to be honest with herself she started smoking because she didn’t think she’d live long enough to get cancer. Hell the Goons they fried usually in multiple numbers caused more damage to her lungs then a cigarette did.

She stepped out of the truck and made her way to the Valenti’s front door. Liz took a deep breath and knocked.

It didn’t take long for Tess to answer the door. “Hey Tess.” Liz sheepishly smiled. “I think I owe you a couple apologies.”

Tess nodded. “Yea I’d agree with that.” She crossed her arms. “Honestly I didn’t expect you so soon.”

“How come?” Liz put her hands in her pants pocket.

Tess shrugged. “I know this visit to Roswell wasn’t a social call.” She leaned against the door frame. “You and the crew have some Goons to deal with and I understand that would take precedence over my feelings.”

“Yea, getting the Masters and Goons are important. It is the reason I’m here but that didn’t give me the right to accuse you of telling Dad about me and Jack. And being friends I consider your feelings more important than the vamps.” Liz told her.

Sighing Tess moved aside. “Might as well come in.” As childish as it might sound she didn’t want to forgive Liz yet. It hurt when she accused her of blabbing a secret to Mr. Parker. She was a master at keeping secrets.

Liz smiled and walked passed her into the Valenti living room. The front room was clean and had feminine touches that gave a clear indication who ran the home. When Liz dated Kyle she tried to get him to at least pick up his clothes from the living room. It was then he informed her that most of them were Jim’s.

Now when she walked in the couch was visible, free from clutter and clothes. The remotes were put in the proper container and the windows looked like they had been cleaned fairly recently. “The boys don’t chip into help at all do they?” Liz asked.

“Not one little bit. Most of the time they’ll lift their feet if I’m going under them with a vacuum or if I’m cleaning off the coffee table but that’s about it.” Tess confirmed. “I’m sure you have the same problem with Jack and the crew.”

Liz shook her head. “Not really. Usually we stay in motels, the guys trash it…somewhat and then we leave. Cleaning up after them is not in my job description.” She sat down on the couch and Tess took the reclining chair next to her.

Liz hated the awkwardness that had developed between her and Tess over the last hour. She knew she hurt her friend and there was no excuse for it.

“So…can I get you anything to drink?” Tess offered.

“No thanks.” Liz looked Tess directly in the eyes. “I’m sorry that I blamed you for telling Dad. It was out of line and I should have known that you wouldn’t have told him…on purpose or by accident.”

“It’s ok.” Tess tried to brush it off.

“No it’s not. You’ve been one of my best friends for the past six months. Hell, you’re the only girl friend I’ve got. Your friendship means more to me than you can possibly know and I almost ruined that.” Liz admitted.

Tess smiled and relaxed a bit. “I know what you mean. When I first came to town I figured that Isabel and I would be inseparable. We had so much in common, with being aliens, and her being the Princess, me the Queen. But it didn’t work out that way. Isabel was more interested in finding out who we were then to really get to know me.”

“Yea that can’t be fun.” Liz sympathized.

“You, Alex, Kyle, and Jim are the first people who looked past who Nasedo was trying to get me to be and see who I really was. Not the Queen, not Nasedo’s pet project, not the bitch, or Max’s stalker…”

Liz laughed at Tess description of herself. “Oh sweetie you weren’t that bad.”

“Yes I was. I followed him around like a puppy. Meanwhile you kept trying to push him away toward me and he was slobbering all over you.” Tess pointed out.

Her brunette friend shrugged. “Maybe that’s just in Antarians genes.” She teased.

“Oh you…” Tess grabbed a small square pillow that was behind her back and hit Liz on the arm with it.

“Ya gotta admit you following Max, Max following me. It makes one wonder.” Liz fell over on the couch and laughed till it hurt.

Tess threw the pillow at her one more time and she caught it in her hands. “Ok, so what happened after I left?”

“There’s another Michael.” Liz smirked.

“Another Michael? That doesn’t make sense, unless it’s the other set.” Tess stated.

“Other set?”

Tess nodded. “There are another set that Nasedo told me about but they’re in New York. So there are doubles of Max, Isabel, Michael and me walking around out.”

“Wow, okay, so there’s a third Michael out there.” Liz told Tess everything that happened with Nick, Sean, the crew and the Goons. She also mentioned the different kind of vampires that Nick said were out in the world.

“That is weird. God with how much we know about various things can you imagine how many things we don’t know about.” Tess leaned back in the chair.

The two continued to talk for the next thirty minutes when Liz’s phone rang. “Hello…yes…” Liz glanced at her watch. “Ok I’ll be there in twenty minutes.” She hung up the phone. “That was Lance; the group has reached a decision. Do you want to come to Crashdown with me?”

Tess grabbed her boots and slipped them on. “Yea. I’ll call Jim when I get there and let him know.” The duo left the Valenti’s home and began to head toward the Crashdown in Jack’s truck.

TBC

A.N. Sorry this took a bit of time to get out. Chapter 14 was not coming together, I wrote it a while ago but then when I wrote Ch 15 things that I put in the previous chapter didn’t make much sense so I had to rewrite it which I did a lot. However it is now done and as I stated in the author’s note above Ch 15 is also done and I’m making progress with Ch 16. Hope everyone enjoys.

Chapter 14

It didn’t take long for the two girls to drive back to the Crashdown. They entered in the back and passed through the swinging door. Instantly Liz took notice of the sheepish stares of Jack and her father.

She placed one hand on her hip and sent both grown men a glare. “What happened?”

Nancy exited the back room and stood next to Liz and Tess. “Your father punched Jack the second you left. They just cleaned up the mess they made.” She revealed.

Jeff started to open his mouth but Nancy gave him a glare that shut him up good. Alex stood up and played ring leader laying everything out. “Well Jack and his crew explained things from their angle, Nick and Sean explained things from their angle. You’re both hunting vampires, although they are different kinds of vampires they are still vamps. You both think your vamps are here in Roswell, Liz, you and the crew have already taken out two houses of Goons. While Nick and Sean got nada.”

Liz nodded, glanced over to Nick and caught his gaze but he quickly looked away. Had he been staring at her? Or was he embarrassed that he didn’t get any vampires…either of his kind or of hers? “Great, so what’s the plan?”

“While you and the crew were out this morning I looked up possible shelters of where these things are shacking up.” Alex pulled out a piece of folded paper from his back pocket. “All these places are abandoned and four bodies have been found within a mile of each house.”

Jack nodded. “We know there are a lot more people that have been reported missing. Out of the two dozen people only four were found dumped in the desert.”

“One of the bodies found…was Pam Troy.” Kyle spoke up.

“They ID’d her already?” Tess questioned.

“Already?” Liz asked confused.

“She was only just reported missing. No more than two days ago. And her body was found around lunch time today.” Alex explained.

“She was a food source.” Jack simply stated.

Alex stayed silent for a moment before he cleared his throat and continued with the plan they’d thought up earlier. “Now there is still the possibility that it’s not only Goons and Masters snatching these people. It could also be Forsaken.”

“So, while you and Tess were gone Alex searched the Internet for hallowed grounds around the abandoned houses he found.” Nick said shoving his hand in his front pocket and pulled out a piece of paper.

Liz took the paper from his hand and searched over the list. “Ok, I know where most of these are. They’re fairly close to where we’ll be.” Before she could ask any more questions about the plan Tess spoke up.

“I’m going too.” She saw Liz shake her head negatively but before she had a chance to speak she jumped in. “My abilities aren’t just mind warping. You know that better than anyone.”

“Tess!” Isabel shouted at her. She still didn’t know that the crew knew about them. She probably should have warned the former Princess but there wasn’t time.

“They know. It’s ok.” Tess assured Isabel but she realized she’d have to talk to her later and make it ok.

Liz brought Tess’s attention back to her. “That power weakens you a lot Tess. Are you sure you want to do this?”

She didn’t even think it over she only nodded in affirmation. “I’ll help in any way I can, if you’re risking your life the least I can do is make sure you come back.”

Isabel put her hand out in a stopping motion. “Wait, wait. Everyone here knows about the secret? Why? How?” That many people…it wasn’t a secret anymore. Isabel breathed in deeply trying to keep the room from spinning. Too many people knew.

Kyle gently guided Isabel to a booth. “Breathe Princess. Just take slow deep breaths in and out.” He saw her glare of irritation but motioned for her to do as he said anyway.

“Why do I get the feeling we’re out of the loop again?” Sean questioned. Nick nodded in agreement but didn’t say anything. The two watched the scene unfold.

“Tess how could you tell them…”

“Whoa.” Liz interrupted Isabel and stepped between the two blondes, protecting Tess from Isabel. “She didn’t tell them. I did.” She wasn’t about to let Isabel blame Tess for something she didn’t do. That had happened one too many times that day.

“You?” Isabel glared.

“Yes.” If Isabel wanted to yell and scream at someone she could do it at her, the person who told.

“You can’t keep your mouth shut can you?” Isabel hissed. “First you told Maria, then Alex. Now you tell your crew. Whose next? Your parents? The school? The President? The Special Unit? This is not your secret to tell yet you have no problem telling everyone.”

“Well my parents already know.” Liz knew immediately it was the wrong thing to say.

Isabel’s jaw dropped. “Of course they do.” She spat. “You never can seem to keep your big mouth shut.” Then she looked at the others, Kyle, Alex, and Tess. “And you three knew she told them didn’t you?”

“Yes. Her parents she told before she left, with what her father use to do she knew he and her mother wouldn’t tell anybody.” Tess explained. “While Liz and I wrote back and forth she told me. Let me know why and I supported her decision.”

“It had to have bothered you.” Isabel stated. “You didn’t even tell Max, Michael, or I who you were until Max dragged you to the desert. There is no way you would have been perfectly fine with Liz blabbing secrets.”

“I wasn’t. At first.” Tess admitted. “But I soon came to realize that Liz has not once told someone that couldn’t accept it. Jeff and Nancy welcomed me with open arms after I read Liz’s letter and let them know I knew they were told about me. Neither one of them have ever made me feel like an alien. They showed me by actions and words that if I needed anything they wouldn’t turn me away. I’d never had that before.” She revealed.

The Ice Princess shook her head in disbelief. She understood what it was like to want complete acceptance from family and friends, but why did Liz have to tell everyone? “And the others?” She pointed to Jack and his team.

“The others Liz asked me before letting them in on the secret. She explained the situation, told me about her hunting Goons and the like.”

Liz interrupted Tess when she took a breath. “And I only told them about Tess. You, Max, and Michael were never mentioned in terms of being like her.”

“Wait—you never? Not once told them about the others and me?”

“No. They know there are others like Tess but I never told them who exactly.” The brunette shrugged.

“Why did you tell them anything anyway? And why didn’t you tell them about the rest of us?” Isabel questioned a little calmer.

Liz sat down across from Isabel at the table. “I never told them about Max, Michael, or you because I couldn’t ask you. None of you were speaking to me and it’s unlikely even if you were you’d want me to tell your involvement…or even mine. The whole reason I told them was because a couple weeks after I joined Jack and his crew, I started getting green lightning bolts flashing across my skin. Since it was happening so often and I didn’t know when it would spring up I didn’t want them to freak and turn on me.”

Tess took the spot next to both Isabel and Liz. “So she called me told me what was happening. She was going to tell them about herself anyway but she wanted to know if she could tell them about me too. It made me nervous and scared but eventually I said yes.”

“Just like that you said yes?” Isabel asked skeptically. Would Tess lie to take some of the blame off Liz’s shoulders? No way had she said yes so quickly.

“No. It took me a month to make up my mind.”

“She was making us dizzy with the constant pacing she was doing.” Alex revealed.

“And the constant going back and forth. Normally Tess is quiet when figuring something out, she works it out by herself and in her own mind but that time she was a nervous wreck.”

“Hey, the pacing got out pent up energy.” Tess took a sip of her bottled water.

During the conversation between the teens Jeff and Nancy kept the newcomers along with Jack, and his crew busy. What was being said didn’t need to be overheard by the masses.

Kyle glanced at the clock behind the counter. Almost three in the afternoon, knowing time was of the essence he stopped the conversation between the three girls. “Listen I know there’s a lot of stuff you three need to lay out on the table but right now I think vampires are the most pressing issue.”

Alex agreed. “Today we’re only checking out the first house on the list. Yes, Kyle and I are going too but only in a looking capacity. If we’re lucky there will be Goons to deal with. If Forsaken are setting up shop there you and the crew will defer to Nick and Sean.”

“Bet Jack isn’t too thrilled with that.” Liz murmured. She knew how much Jack despised letting others take the lead unless he specifically appointed them as a temporary leader.

Kyle shook his head negatively. “He really isn’t.”

Liz stood up from her seat and nodded. “We’ll finish talking later.” She promised Isabel. Leaving her group of friends she went over to the crew to talk more in detail about what would be happening that afternoon. If they wanted to get Goons everyone would have to leave soon. Waiting too long was not a good idea.

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Thank you for the feedback. I'm almost done with Ch 16 so it'll probably be posted in about 2 weeks.

Chapter 15

Still a few hours away from sundown Liz lay flat on the dusty ground behind a few thick bushes with Nick by her side getting as equally dusty as she was. She hated going out twice in a day doing anything Goon related. It made her nervous being out closer to sunset, killing Goons wasn’t impossible in twilight but it took more work.

Through her binoculars she watched the back of the shit hole they were camped outside of. While gone with the team that morning Alex had found two more rundown homes that could be filled with Goons and Masters. When she went to smooth things over with Tess, Alex let everyone else know what he found.

It didn’t take a genius to figure out that the house in front of her was definitely sheltering some kind of creature. There was dried blood on the back door and below a boarded up window on the second floor. She didn’t need the pain in her belly to tell her what was clear on the outside of the shabby residence.

In her ear she could hear the scratchy voices of her other teammates, both old and new, from the earpiece. Once the plan had been ironed out Jack split them up into teams of two to four people. Tess, Seth, and Lance in one team on the left side of the house. Sean, Gary and Robert took the right side and Jack and Barry took the front. Father Adam was up on a hill with Kyle, Alex, and Jeff being their extra eyes and ears.

She wished Jack had paired her with someone else, anyone else except Nick. Liz didn’t mind his company; in fact he gave her a comforting feeling being next to her. The problem she had was him distracting her.

Now Nick didn’t speak to her pulling her attention away from the job unless to request the equipment in front of her eyes or point something he saw out to her. What distracted her was him. His actual presence took her focus away from the task at hand. It didn’t help matters any that he didn’t seem to be the least bit distracted by her.

Gary spoke quietly into his communicator. “There’s some movement in the top window right corner of the home.”

Kyle from the top of his post looked through his binoculars. “See it.” He confirmed. “Blonde hair looks to be a female from my angle.”

“Did she pass in front of the window?” Liz questioned. If she did that meant it wasn’t a Goon.

“Still could be a Goon or Master.” Jack whispered.

Liz gave a look to Nick, clearly questioning what Jack said. “How?” Goons got burned severely if they walked into any sunlight.

“They like the pain. I’ll tell you a story sometime.” He explained.

She handed Nick the binoculars, it was his turn to watch the house. Once he took them she twisted around slowly and rested on her back allowing the hot New Mexico sun to beat down on her. She’d never take the sunlight for granted. Everyday that she was able to bask in the glory of that warm ball of energy she was thankful.

Twice she came close to losing the privilege and it frightened her. How she used to stare up at the stars at night was how she looked at the bright blue sky now. She adjusted her sunglasses and intertwined her fingers together on her stomach.

She was covered with dust and dirt from the ground on her front and back but she didn’t care. Most of her time now was spent with some kind of substance on her clothes; dust and grime were the least of her worries.

Gently she probed her stomach with her fingers. The cramping hadn’t gone down any; there were definitely Goons in that house.

Off to the side she heard Nick moving around, out of the corner of her eye she saw him look at her briefly before returning his attention to the house. “What?” She asked after turning off her microphone but not her ear piece.

Nick did the same before answering her. “What, what?”

Sighing Liz moved to her side so she could look at him closely. “Ok, so we’re playing this game.” She glanced toward the house then back to Nick who had yet to take his eyes off their target. “There something you want to say or ask? Because usually someone trying to look this innocent isn’t really that innocent.”

“You were bit.” His gaze left the house to look at the side of her neck that was not hidden to him.

“Yea.” She too got a good view of his bite mark that was pale and glaringly obvious against his tanned skin. “Don’t tell me the guy that also was bit by a creature of the night is nervous around me?”

“No.” He told her plainly. “When was it?”

“The first time—“

“Wait, first time? You were bitten more than once?” How was she still alive? Were Goon bites different than Forsaken?

“Twice actually. Once was a short while before I joined the Church and Jack’s team. The other a few weeks ago.” Liz shrugged.

“Why didn’t you turn?” Nick asked. Clearly she was out in sunlight and it was obvious Goons and Master’s couldn’t go out in sunlight without becoming fried.

Liz hesitated in telling him. She wouldn’t tell him about aliens, not unless Tess and Isabel gave her the ok. Which on Isabel’s part probably would never happen. Although the once alien princess wanted certain people to know, her parent’s for one, she didn’t want everyone they ever met to know her closely guarded secret.

“Umm, that’s complicated. Let’s just say some anomaly in my blood didn’t allow me to be changed like them.”

Over the speaker Nick and Liz heard Jack’s voice. “Ok, everyone meet in the front. We’re suiting up and going in.”

Liz smirked. “Showtime.” She and Nick kept low and out of sight as best as possible. Without a bunch of shrubbery to hide behind it was a challenge.

When everyone arrived Jack laid out the game plan. “Here’s what we’re going to do. Alex, Kyle, Jeff stay out here with the truck. You’ll be dragging the Goons out when we say so.” He knew they wanted to be apart of the action, especially Jeff, but either didn’t have the training or were so out of practice it’d be dangerous to go in the house with the rest of them.

“The rest of us are going in.” Having already shown Nick and Sean the various weaponry and how to use them back at the Crashdown Jack didn’t feel worried in letting them use the specially designed guns and crossbows. “How many we got in there Liz?”

“If they’re all Goons, ten to twelve. If a Master is in there no more than five Goons and a Master.” Master’s gave off two to three times the power that a single Goon did.

“How do you know that?” Sean questioned. There had only been one for sure Goon sighting since they’d been there.

Liz smiled. “I have finely tuned Goon-dar.” Before they started suiting up she asked Tess. “Are you sure? You can still wait out here with the others.”

“I want to do this.” Tess stood firmly.

Liz tilted her head in agreement. “Then do me a favor, stick close to me or Jack.”

“Is she coming with us?” Sean pointed to Tess.

Tess glared at him. “It’s not polite to point and yes I’m going in.”

“Why? Have you hunted vampires before?” He sounded skeptical but could anyone really blame him? Tess looked like a pixie, someone who couldn’t go one round with a fruit fly.

Tess placed her hands on her hips and stalked up to Sean. “Once, not on purpose mind you but it doesn’t change the fact that I came face to face with a Goon, at night no less and lived to tell the tale while the Goon didn’t. So don’t you dare look down your nose at me. Which brings me to what I need to tell you and Nick so you’re not shocked in there and end up getting killed.”

“What’s that?” Nick asked trying to get his buddy out of her line of fire.

Tess stopped her body from breathing in deeply and exhaling slowly. She didn’t want to show any weakness in front of Sean and she didn’t. Tess stared the guy’s right in the eye and said in strong voice, “I’m an alien.”

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Chapter 16

“Alien?” Sean stared at her in shock for a few moments before chuckling. His whole body was shaking as he tried to keep his laughs quiet. “Alien. Sure, if you expect me to believe that you’ve got another thing coming.”

Tess crossed her arms and glared at Sean. Nick, standing to the right of Sean, was biting his lower lip to keep from bursting out laughing although it was difficult.

“Is this some joke you play on tourists or something?” Nick asked.

“Come on Nick it has to be.” Sean said. Tess being an alien could not be real. “If she’s an alien then I’m Elvis.”

“Might I suggest breaking out into an Elvis hit and shaking your hips in the next couple minutes?” Liz suggested. She expected that kind of reaction but they were in for a huge shock when they came to realize Tess was telling the truth.

“Oh please. Very funny. Ha, ha. Now if we can get back to the task at hand?” Nick started to walk forward toward the van but Liz gently pushed him back next to Sean.

“She’s telling the truth.” Liz told them.

“Yea, sure. She’s an alien. Don’t we have more important things to do than play pranks?” Nick glared down at her finding the joke less funny than he had moments ago.

“Do you see anyone else here laughing?” Tess asked. “No you don’t. You know why? They know I’m an alien.”

“Ok fine, we’ll play along. Can you show us something alien?” Sean shrugged. If they were going to deal with Goons and the like it’d be better to play along.

Tess searched for something to show them. “Ok.” She walked over the car and placed a single finger on the hood. “This truck is dark green.” Barely exerting any power she changed the paint job. “And now it’s hot pink.”

“Ah man Tess. That’s just wrong changing a man’s paint color.” Lance whined.

“I’ll change it back Lance-a-lot. Geez. I’m only proving my point.” In an instant the paint job returned to its normal dark green shade.

Lance leaned down and kissed the truck. “Oh thank God.”

Sean’s jaw dropped. “A—you—how?” He couldn’t talk normally.

“Ok, I’ve seen some freaky shit since hunting Forsaken but this—that—,” Nick couldn’t finish his sentence.

“That was not human.” Tess finished for him. She hated being looked at in that fish-out-of-water way. Like the people she told couldn’t catch their breath.

Kyle, protective of Tess, stepped up to the two guys. “Listen, you’re surprised I get it. But right now you need to get over it. Sunset is in three hours and we need all the time we can get to take care of these things.” He pointed to the beaten down house.

Nick ran a hand over his face and scrubbed both hands through his short hair. “Yea.” Swallowing hard and straightening his spine he nodded. “Ok, let’s get this over with.”

Sean, who still couldn’t talk yet, only shook his head in agreement. In five minutes everyone who was going in got suited up except for Jack and Liz.

Nick questioned their lack of protection. “How come you two aren’t wearing the neck guards and all this stuff?”

“I never wear that shit.” Jack tossed his still burning cigarette in road and rested the butt of his specially made gun against his hip.

“And me—after being bit twice and knowing their bites don’t change me into them it seems kind of pointless to wear it.” Liz explained.

Jack faced the team and told them the game plan. “All right Liz said there are probably ten to twelve Goons in there. There could be a Master there too. After all those fuck heads are rarely far away from their minions. We go in clean, do what we always do. Those in team one will take the upstairs, while team two will take the first level. If there is a basement both teams, after checking out their designated areas, will go down to the final level as one. Clear?”

Everyone nodded and then Liz stepped up near Jack. “Ok team one will be Jack, myself, Tess, Sean, and Gary. Team two will be Father Adam, Lance, Barry, Robert, Nick, and Seth. And of course Alex, Kyle, and Dad you’ll be out here ready to drag those suckers out.”

“Let’s do our job.” Jack turned and began to walk strong and steady toward the house. Behind him was his team both trusted and not trusted. The two newcomers he didn’t trust at all. He only trusted his team, the team that had been behind him for the last year. Jack couldn’t even say with certainty if he trusted his former teammate Jeff. There were too many years between them to go back to trusting him right away.

Liz, with a large stake strapped to her hip, followed closely behind Jack and positioned herself one side of the door way in the small area of siding between a window and the front door. Jack nodded to Robert and he moved forward. Robert placed a device against the door, underneath the knob and pumped the tool, it sounded like a blood pressure band. With only a few squeezes he was able to cut a perfect hole. He pulled hard and a piece of wood broke away leaving behind a circle big enough to put a hand or a gun through.

Jack motioned Robert back from the door and crouched down near the opening. He took off his shades and put them in his pocket. For a few seconds he searched as much of the room as he could through that hole, then as fast as he could he put his hand through and unlocked the door.

Jack stood back up and nodded to Liz. Nodding back she touched the door handle and twisted it. With just the right amount of force she pushed open the door. It swung to the other side stopping against a door stop on the floor.

She raised her specially made gun, which shot stakes instead of bullets, and pointed it to the right, while Jack raised his and pointed it to the left. Neither expected a Goon to pop out right there, since the sun was beaming in all violent and deadly but trouble happened when they least expected it. As that morning would attest too.

Jack and Liz signaled each other, letting the other know their side was clear. Jack made the first move and stepped inside the house. Lance followed close behind Jack while Liz stayed stationed at the door. One by one the team entered with Tess as the second to last. Liz went in after her making sure to keep her friend close by.

Like a well oiled machine the two teams split off. Liz kept an eye on her surroundings making sure to check side to side and behind her. She trusted the team she had in front of her; she knew they’d keep that section covered.

Jack motioned toward a closet door. Sean raised the stake gun Jack gave him and nodded signaling his readiness. Gary stood in front of the door, his weapon ready. They didn’t get the chance to open the door. A Goon burst out through the closed door; wood flew everywhere, and it jumped on Gary. Jack kicked the thing hard in its gut. It fell off Gary and snarled at the leader.

Jack, without skipping a beat, rammed a huge wooden stake into its black heart. Liz spoke into her walkie-talkie, “Now, now.” She yelled quickly.

Within seconds the Goon staked was pulled violently backward down the stairs and out the front door. Two more Goons shot out of the bedroom to the left, one punched Liz hard in the face. She went down but managed to kick the one focusing on her in the stomach pushing it away from her.

Tess whirled quickly and closed her eyes concentrating hard on the image of fire. Faster than Liz would have expected the Goon in front of her caught ablaze. It danced around the room in pain, fire engulfed the creature.

Burning flesh and the stench of the Goon flooded the hunter’s senses. Unaware of where it was going it tossed its body outside in the deadly sun, even from the second floor she could hear the sizzling of its body.

Tess wobbled a bit but Liz steadied her as she rose from the floor. “Are you ok?”

She breathed in deeply. “I’ll be all right.” Tess assured her friend.

The second Goon during the frying of the other one had been decapitated by Gary. Sean was busy staring at the empty hole leading outside, and then he stared at Tess for a moment. “Wow.”

“You have no idea.” Tess smirked.

For fifteen more minutes her team and the team down on the first level took care of the Goons. Then when they were all back together on the first level Jack turned to Liz. “Feel anything else?”

Breathing heavily she took a moment to even her heartbeat and the powerful heaves of oxygen from her tired body. With her breathing under control she concentrated. “No nothing. The house is clear.”

“Dammit.” Jack swore. “No Master.”

“We’ll find a Master. There is no way all these Goons just happened to show up in Roswell with a plan of their own. There is always a Master pulling the strings.” Liz reminded him. “He wasn’t here but maybe he’s in the other place.”

Jack looked outside. The sun was setting; they wouldn’t be able to check out the other place yet. It was time to go. “We’ll start out no later than nine tomorrow.” He checked his watch. “Come on, I don’t know about the rest of you but I’m starving.”

“Yea I could go for some grub.” Lance smiled patting Gary on the back. “Let’s get out of here.”

The group went outside, gathered the skulls in a bag, tossed them in the back of the weapons vehicle, and then took off back toward the Crashdown. On the way Liz rode with Nick, Sean and Tess in the Charger. “So, you guys did pretty good.” She complimented.

“Did you doubt we’d do a good job?” Nick questioned not sure whether to be amused or irritated.

Liz shrugged. “A bit. After all you were thrown into a situation you’d never been in before.” She was about to go on but Nick interrupted her.

“Hold it; we’ve been in situations like this before. We’ve been hunting Forsaken and even fought one winning I might add.”

“Ok, you’ve been in similar situations but you’ve never dealt with Goons. Or seeing Tess in action…” She turned to her friend sitting next to Sean in the backseat. “Which by the way. Completely awesome with the fire back there. Have you been practicing?”

Tess smiled. The last time she showed Liz that power it took almost two minutes to catch something on fire. However in the house it took her less than ten seconds.

“A whole lot of practicing. That’s the fastest I’ve done it though. Normally it takes at least thirty seconds now.”

Sean shrugged. “Maybe because of the adrenaline going through your system you were able to hone it easier and therefore set that sucker ablaze.” He explained.

Tess watched him for a moment. “You really liked that huh?”

“What can I say? It was hot.” He teased.

Tess laughed warmly and turned away before the blush could be seen on her face. Once she got the pleased grin under control she turned back to him only to find he was still looking at her. She was use to getting attention from men but this felt different. He knew that she was an alien and yet that hadn’t swayed his interest. Max had shown interest in her after learning of her origins but he didn’t count because he too was an alien.

Meanwhile up front Liz was busy staring into the side mirror poking at her bruised face. “Are you going to be alright?”

Liz nodded sitting back away from the mirror. “I’ll heal soon, it’s just sore.” She told him. “How’s your arm?”

The lightly bleeding wound didn’t look horrible but it was still something to be concerned about. “It’ll heal.” He smirked using her line. “That Goon really threw me hard. I didn’t think they’d be that quick.” He admitted.

“Yea, they are surprising spry. It can be hard to shake ‘em. Especially when those little fuckers jump on your back, they get on your back and you’re lucky if they don’t bite you.” Liz shivered for effect. “Are you and Sean planning on coming with us tomorrow?”

“Definitely. Despite the quickness of those things there’s a rush that surged through me while fighting. With Forsaken normally we’re running the other way because the only way to kill them is on hallowed ground, plus they’ve got strength and power that these Goons don’t have…at least not to the extent of Forsaken.”

Sighing Liz told Nick a thought she’d been mulling around in her head for a while now. “I don’t know if you’re going to find the Forsaken here.”

Nick coughed nervously before nodding. “I think you’re right. All these missing people it’s too much for it to be a Forsaken. Usually Forsaken only take three or four with them. Usually one day driver, at least one Feeder, although once I heard of two Feeders with a Forsaken. Then almost always the Forsaken have one long time companion with them.”

“But with these there are many missing. Last report said eleven missing and four dead.”

“Exactly. Any Forsaken would be insanely stupid to make that many Feeders. They would be very hard to control if not impossible.” Nick explained.

Liz noted that he glanced at the dashboard clock and began to rummage through the Charger glove box. “Anything I can help you find?”

“Nah,” He continued to root around until he found was he was looking for. To be honest he had already found his pill bottle he just liked being that close to her.

During their attack on the nest he had been worried about her. Logically he knew she could handle herself, she clearly had been long before he met her. However despite that it didn’t stop his heart from stopping when he heard Tess, from upstairs, shout Liz’s name in terror. A minute later he heard Liz’s voice shout out orders to one of her teammates and his heart continued beating again.

“Got it.” He pulled out his pill bottle filled with his cocktail pills that kept his change at bay.

Liz motioned toward the pills with her chin. “What are those?”

“These are what keep me from turning into a feeder. I was bit by some chick at a party. They can hold off the change for a few years but eventually if I don’t find the Forsaken that bit her, I will turn into one.” Nick explained.

Liz nodded but didn’t say anything. She wondered how long ago he’d been bitten and would he ever find the Forsaken and what if he didn’t? Liz knew that if Jack found out he had been bitten and could change he’d kill him. The only reason Jack never killed her when he figured out she’d been bitten was because it was made clear that she wasn’t going to change.

If she wanted keep Nick from changing and start killing people she’d have to kill him. How could she do that though? She had never killed a person; she always waited till they turned. If Jack found out there would be no way he’d let Nick live, unless she convinced Jack that she’d go with Nick and if he did change she’d be right there to stop him. It might be the only way.

“How long have you been taking the pills?” Liz asked.

“Nearly two years.” Nick reluctantly told her.

Again Liz nodded. Yea, she’d definitely be leaving with him when this Goon problem was solved.

Once they pulled up in front of the Crashdown Liz exited the car and pulled the passenger seat up so Sean and Tess could get of the backseat. Then the other two vehicles pulled up behind the Charger. Gary slapped Lance on the back of the head and laughed as Lance punched him in the arm. “Asshole.” Lance growled smoothing his hair back down.

“Dick.” Gary launched back.

“Well it’s nice to know you two haven’t changed a bit while I was in the other car.” Liz teased from beside the Charger.

“Oh come on Liz. Lance is so easy to pick on.” Gary chuckled barely dodging a second punch from Lance.

Shaking her head Liz shut the car door after Tess and Sean got out. She hurried up to Kyle and Alex and nudged them. “Did you two have fun today?”

“I know why you love it so much.” Kyle said with joy. “Alex and I were only on the outside but pulling those Goons out and watching them spark and burn and disintegrate…wow. I got a charge out of that and I wasn’t even physically fighting them.”

“It’s a rush.” Liz agreed.

The two laughed when Alex shook his head in disagreement. “It was interesting. I don’t think I’ll go on the next hunt with you though. Far to stimulating for me.”

Liz wrapped her arm around his waist. “That’s ok Alex. Hunting and fighting Goons is not for everyone.”

As the massive group entered the Crashdown they skidded to a halt. “Mom.” Liz whispered. Jack drew his gun, along with Nick, Sean, and Barry.

Jeff pushed forward and moved to stand slightly in front of Liz. “Nancy are you ok?” He asked his frightened wife. She whimpered when the hand around her throat tightened.

“Oh she’s just fine Jeff, at least for now.” The pale woman holding Nancy by the throat snickered joyfully.

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