Atticus sat there for a moment before he leaned forward, clasping his hands together. He was glad to see Kat didn’t feel so self-conscious once Sal spoke to her again, and it made him smile. Innocence like that kid had was hard to find, even Aless who had her own sort of innocence was probably one of the darkest of them. Sal didn’t give an inkling of darkness at all, and it was refreshing. Even his older brother, who had seemed a little tense at firsy, was warming up a bit to Kat. That was good, but all too suddenly shit flipped script and the tension in the room spiked. All because of Roland. Atticus sighed and sat back in his chair, bringing his hand to run over his face. “Suave, Rol.” His tone came out sarcastic, but he found his attention on the blonde girl when she spoke. Oh? She was definitely not someone he wanted to ever piss off now. Hell, he knew she could take a hit, likely even hit harder than most of them there just from her own demeanor, but she also had a thing for putting people in their place. Fuck! And he thought Lia could be bad! He was however, slightly relaxed at what she had said about Kat. With a lot of the others getting so tense about her powers, to see someone openly say that she wasn’t bad, as most assumed of all the girls, it was refreshing and welcomed. He hadn’t realized, however, that he had tensed when the vampire with her had hissed and his eyes turned red. He knew it wasn’t anything towards the girls, but it was always instinct. He felt himself relax a little, but before long he saw Alex grab hold of Roland and practically throw him outside he made a mental note to not piss him off either, rather quickly. He noticed how Aless just cradled her head in her hands, and he sighed. “It’s not your fault Rol is a douche bag.” Atticus said and he got a look. He shrugged a bit and watched as Alex came back in and took a seat, receiving a cup of tea from Lia. He knew Lia wasn’t made exactly, she was just more concerned. It was how she was. Once Mitch said everyone had punched Roland, Atticus couldn’t help the laugh that came out. “It got progressively funnier every time it happened. Hell, watching our little Aless punch him in the face was hilarious.” Alex couldn’t help the smirk that came over his face, and he just shook his head. “It’s just weird because I’m normally not at all like that.” He said. “He just pushed the wrong button.” Soon, more people were coming in and heading into the infirmary. Atticus looked over to Kat when she spoke and he heard Logan, at least he was sure that was his name, answer her. At least it was good that they had a good healer and that he’d be alright, but still, Atticus couldn’t shake his own tension around the vampires three of them right now, but he didn’t want to come off rude… he just couldn’t help his own nerves. He found himself moving over by Kat a little more and he took hold of her hand and gave her a small smile. “I’m sure he’d know better than us, he’s been around them longer than an hour.” He trying to get a smile out of her. -- Lia watched as the small fight got taken outside, and she let out a heavy sigh, looking to Aless. She could tell from her daughter’s body language that it wasn’t exactly a wrong point to bring up relapsing because that’s what Roland was doing. Atticus’s remark didn’t seem to help her any, and she watched as Aless just sort of cut herself off from the conversation after that. Lia gently rubbed her back a bit before she went into the kitchen and got another cup of tea. It was perfect timing because as she came back, she saw Alex sitting back down. He took the tea with a thankful nod, but as Clary came back in she couldn’t help but to go out too. Roland was still sitting on the groumd, but she didn’t have time to tend to him as she showed the others to the infirmary. She got a small thanks and she simply nodded and gave them their privacy before she went back in the main room where small conversation had seemed to start again. She sat on the arm of Mitch’s chair and looked over to Kat and Atticus. Both of her daughters weren’t in a good frame of mind and she sighed a bit. Well, tonight was definitely interesting, but she couldn’t deal with all of this sudden negativity when this had been going so well. “So, I do have a question, if you don’t mind me asking.” She said, “I’ve noticed that three of you are vampires, how are you getting around in daylight if you are?” She only asked because if they weren’t or they only had temporary means, she could offer to break that part of the curse for them, having done it for a few others. Checkov, Cassandra, and Isabella so far were the only ones. Helena and Lucas had turned down her offer rather graciously, but being as their coven was still new, she had a feeling it was a matter of protection over a matter of want. Her curiosity wasn’t always so piqued, but a matter like this did. Hell, she had only researched the topic for 45, nearly 46, years. She felt a couple of looks on her, but she didn’t much care. She noted that Roland came back in and took a seat beside Aless who promptly got up and headed into the kitchen. Roland seemed to just watch her form for a minute before he got up and followed after her, and Lia just shook her head and grabbed his arm. “Sit.” She said, and he looked down to her. “Seriously, sit.” Roland rolled his eyes and leaned against the back of the couch, and he noted Billie entering the room again and sitting on the arm of the chair Logan was in and she took his hand. “He got stabbed with holy water.” She said, rolling her eyes. “The only reason why he didn’t start healing on his own.” After getting her answer, Lia then looked to Billie. “One more question,” She said, “How did you heal so fast? No creature I’ve met outside hybrids heal that fast on their own.” Billie knew she should probably come clean about herself to them, but she wasn’t sure yet. “It’s a perk. Unlike my brother there, I took on Hell Knight status about 300 years ago. Last of the second order.” She said. It wasn’t entirely untrue, but she felt the look Alex shot her. “What? Oh, was I supposed to keep that cat in the bag?” Alex just shook his head. “I just didn’t think you’d admit it so openly.” “What? Hey, I can kick your ass and you’re ancient! I’m sure that question would have eventually got asked.” She chuckled, giving him a look to just go with it. “Here we go.” Alex found himself laughing. “Ancient?” Aless asked as she came back in and sat in front of Kat on the floor. She brought Kat another cup of coffee and had herself a cup of tea. “Oh yeah! Alex is 872.” Billie said and she got a look. “Well, in a week.” Atticus looked at Mitch. “Dude, and I thought we were old.” Lia just shook her head a bit and couldn’t help the smile that came over her face. She covered her mouth, trying to stifle a laugh at the look that Billie was getting from her brother. Now, this was a better change of pace and then Lia heard Sal speak. “Should have seen Jo’s reaction. It was funny.” He paused though and he stood up after a second and Drake looked to him. “What’s up?” he asked his brothrr, getting up when he saw him trying to walk. He led him around the small coffee table and then he saw Clary come in with Willow. Drake led Sal to where he wouldn’t trip on anything and he watched as he walked over and hugged her. “Thanks Clary.” “No problem.” She smiled a bit before looking over to where Zach and Dahlia had been sitting. “But, um, Dahl, mind if I borrow you? I realized that explaining the situation to Hoyt and Joe may not be such a good idea without you standing there.” Dahlia nodded and stood, placing a kiss to Zach cheek. “I’ll be back. She makes an extremely good point.” She said, and she walked over by Clary and felt the girl take hold of her hand before they vanished from the room. Billie stared at the spot where they had been before realizing how right Clary was too. She looked to Logan and whispered. “I feel bad for saying this, but I forget how smart she is sometimes.” Alex stood up, “I’m going to go see how things are going with Garret, I’ll be back.” He said, and he gave Jo’s shoulder a gentle rub before he headed out of the room. -- Randa looked at Garret when he took her hand and she sighed a little and nodded. She forgot how badly her emotions showed, but given her last year, shit like this had worried her just a bit more. “I know, but still… I know how bad holy water gets. And you can’t just burn it off like I can.” She said. The orange juice comment had her wanting to laugh a little, but she just smirked a little and shook her head. Nice, Garret, nice. She knew he wasn’t meaning to be an ass, but sometimes his sarcasm just became too much. Cole didn’t even seem bothered by the whole thing and just led them in and where the infirmary was behind the blondes. Randa knew that even though Billie had left their sight, she was still around the corner. It was the angel in her, Randa knew that. Dahlia had explained it had to do with the angel half of Billie being a guardian, so Randa knew she’d be lingering a minute anyway. She followed Cole’s instructions and sat next to Garret and started rolling the joint. She felt his hand on her knee and it brought the glow in her arm down to just above her wrist. It wouldn’t go away for a while, not with as pissed as she still was. She jumped a little at seeing how quickly his arm darkened and she saw Cole still trying to heal him. “Sorry man, there was a lot more there than I thought.” Cole said, but saw him trying to calm himself. Now it was just a simple heal, and he likely would only feel a small bit of warmth over the wound as she healed it. “Alright. Just take it easy for a few hours, and if it starts giving you any trouble, you gotta let me know.” She watched as Garret took the joint from Randa, seeing her light it, and she watched him take a hit before passing it to her. “That’s a mellower, from my medical stash. Should help with any residual pain too.” She said, and she watched as Randa let out the smoke from her hit and passed it back to Garret. Cole walked over to the sink and began washing her hands. Alex came in the room not long after and he just sort of smiled a bit and looked at Randa and Garret. “Tell me you at least gave them hell too.” Randa immediately started coughing, and practically leaned forward so fast it was as if she was going to fly out of her chair, “Of course! But you have got to see this!” she said, turning on her camera and watching as Alex came closer. “Babe, just promise you won’t kill me, it looked too cool and I couldn’t help it.” Randa got to her memory and showed Alex the picture of Garret’s last kill and he seemed impressed. “That is really fucking awesome looking.” Randa then looked at Garret and showed him. “You won by the way. I so thought exploding that guys head would have gotten it. Nope, of course I get one upped.” She laughed a little and Alex shook his head. “Alright, just when you guys are done come out there.” Alex said. “Duh! I gotta show Billie this shit anyway. And I’m sure Logan would appreciate it too.” Randa said, and Alex just laughed and shook his head. He headed out and Cole wasn’t too far behind him. He looked to her and she walked over to Roland and placed her hand on his jaw and she watched as he gave her an odd look. She got a few looks actually. “Dude man, just don’t keep pissing people off. Bad vibes make for a bad time.” She said, and he nodded. “Thanks.” He said, and Aless smiled to Cole. Cole then looked over and saw Willow and Sal and smiled. “Hey sis!” Cole said before she sat down in her original seat and looked at Lia before she pulled out a joint. “You mind?” Lia shook her head. “No, just if it gets too smokey, open a window, herbs get burned around here a lot.” Cole nodded and lit up her joint and leaned back before holding it out. “Anyone else?” Aless moved from her seat and took it from Cole which earned her a few looks. She sat down next to Cole and Cole laughed when she started coughing. “Sorry, Silver Bullet gets everyone their first time.” She said, and she watched as Drake took the next pass. -- Clary was only a little reassured when Logan sent a smile her way before she disappeared. Her mind was heavy, but it was immediately gone when she heard the severe loudness in the Reid house. It took her a second to find Willow who handed her the remote to the TV with the batteries and the back. Drake had told Clary about the first time this happened, so she just gave a gentle smile and put the remote back together. She first turned down the volume and then shut the tv off. This was to protect their ears if they were to turn it back on. When Willow came back with some banana loaf Clary’s face broke into an easy smile before she shook her head. “Thanks Willow, but I’m here for a different reason.” She said. “When we were at the mall, things got a little bit crazy, and there were hunters there as well. Everyone is alright, but Sal right at the beginning started to have a vision. He’s since woke up, but he asked for you, so come on.” She said, taking Willows hand in her own. “Now there will be new people there but you don’t have to worry about them.” Clary said, giving Willows hand a gentle squeeze before they appeared in front of the cottage. Clary kept a hold on Willow’s hand for a moment as she led her inside and smiled to see Sal walk over and hug her. Clary only watched for a moment before asking Dahlia to come with her, and once Dahlia got to her, they disappeared. When they reappeared, it was just outside the door to where Joe and Hoyt were living and Clary knocked. It only took a second for Joe to answer the door and he had them come inside. “Hey, what’s up? I didn’t figure anyone would be dropping by this late.” Dahlia sighed and she looked over to Hoyt. “We’ve had a night.” Clary gave a nod and sighed. “Quite a night.” Joe offered a look before asking. “What the hell happened?” Dahlia gave a sigh, “There were hunters at the mall tonight, a lot of them at that. And then there was some explosions and all sorts of chaos. Everyone is alright for the most part, but we met up with some others and they’re insisting we go back to where they are for now. They have a lot of room and they said it’d be best for us to all be together after everything.” Dahlia explained, “I’m just glad you two are alright.” Joe felt a pit of worry in his stomach, but once Dahlia said everyone was alright it subsided. That meant Rose was okay, and he had to give it to Clary, bringing Dahlia with was smart. He remembered how worked up Hoyt could get over her, and having her there physically was probably the best thing for them. He wouldn’t get overly worked up, and they could all head back together. After a couple more minutes though, Joe saw Clary looking at them. She was tired he could tell, so when she asked if everyone was ready he didn’t protest going with her. Once they all stood together, Clary teleprorted them in front of a large cottage and headed inside. Once inside he watched as she just found herself a comfortable place in the floor in front of Cole and leaned against her. “It’s official, I’m pooped, I’m not moving until I absolutely have to.” Clary said, and she felt Cole run her fingers through her hair and she smiled. Suddenly, after Aless finished coughing again, her voice came, “Oh! Clary! This is my sister, Kat.” Aless said, and Clary rolled her head and looked where Aless was pointing. “Hi. I’m Clary.” She waved with a smile. “I hope this doesn’t sound weird, but your aura is really really pretty. It’s like this blue-green – teal color, it’s awesome looking. Kinda wish you could see it. Sal could vouche.” Sal nodded with a smile. “It is really pretty.” Dahlia just smiled at the interactions, seeing Joe walking over and standing behind Rose, rubbing her shoulders gently. It was sweet to see, especially seeing as Rose had been beside herself a lot lately. She was just glad she had a solid support system going. Dahlia looked over to Hoyt and watched him a bit. He probably wouldn’t talk at all, especially given the room, but at least he was there and she could feel the nagging in the back of her head go away. She took her spot back beside Zach and she took hold of his hand, feeling a little more relaxed with everyone together now. It helped immensely, and her eyes briefly shot to Billie. She knew she had had the same nagging in the back of her head, but she wasn’t trying to let them know she was a hybrid yet. She couldn’t say she blamed her either, as she knew Hoyt would be hiding his hybrid status too. She let out a sigh and closed her eyes a bit, leaning her head against Zach’s shoulder. She whispered, “I vote we not go anywhere insanely public for a little while. Tonight has been exhausting.” -- Axel looked to his brother, Malcolm, who stood there for just a moment after one of the men asking about something for headaches. “Hold on, let me see.” He said, looking into his bag and pulling out a bottle. “Here, it’s basically Tylenol, but it’s a stronger dose.” He said and he took a bottle of water from the front. “Take two, but make sure you drink the entire bottle of water too. It’ll try and come back up if you don’t.” He said, handing them to the man. He took off and Axel listened a minute and nodded to the guy before looking at the red head. “Sorry I’m not used to having broken ribs, knowitall.” He said before looking at the dead bodies. “I must have gotten knocked out before too much happened, I heard an explosion and then nothing. It’s obvious the Death Witch was here. Her daughter got away with the help of some blonde bitch with a hell of a left hook. Shot the thing and it didn’t even phase her. Stronger than anything I’ve ever run across.” He looked and saw people still moving around outside the store and he stood, trying to breathe as best he could. Fuck this broken ribs shit. However, he noticed a large black man walking outside the store with a team. He saw him look at him. “Sergio?” he asked, and the man nodded. Axel walked over to him, now unable to control his curiosity. “Rhiannon is here?” “Da. She’s on body count. You seem surprised to know that.” The man spoke, his deep voice came out in a smooth Russian accent. “Head to food court, the others are going there.” Axel watched as Sergio left and sighed before he started heading to the food court. He didn’t much care to see if the others were following him, but he still glanced back. This would be an interesting group. -- Rhi let out an irritated sigh as she got off of Sergio’s motorcycle. She took off the helmet and shook her head, allowing her curled locks of hair to move from her head and she smoothed out her dress. The red satin underneath black lace hadn’t been ideal for a motorcycle, but she had left her change of clothes with the bartender at the club she had been at. Not even 30 minutes into recon and she’s getting calls. “You know,” She began, her heels clicking across the concrete as she entered the mall, “I’m glad to get a break from Chester, but the fact that one of my bombs was uses here really sets me off.” Sergio nodded. “I know.” He said, holding out a hand to help her walk over large pile of rubble as he noticed people lining up the dead bodies down one of the main halls. There were at least thirty so far, and another of her team ran up to them and watched as she crossed her arms. “I started the body count list, as per orders, all that’s left is what’s down this hall.” He said to her, and she gave a nod. “You look, nice.” “Well, didn’t have time to change, and I have to go back, so yeah,” she quipped and she looked at Sergio. “Help with the rubble and direct survivors to the food court, it seems to be the clearest area. Find me if there any issues.” Sergio nodded and took the other man with him after he handed the notebook and pen to Rhiannon. She sighed and began walking down the line when she noticed a guy just sitting around. “You there!” she shouted and she saw another head perk out to. “One of you come here and write this down for me, the other one, go find Eli, let him know I’ve made it.” One slowly made his way towards Rhi and she handed him the pen and notebook as she began rattling off names. “Be sure to do this accurately, when I have my team contact next of kin I don’t need fuck ups there too.” She hissed, and the guy nodded as she continued to recite names and body number on the line. “And have someone take pictures, the morgue isn’t going to want a shitstorm to deal with like we have now.” The recruit then took down the next name and heard her let out a grunt. “Ugh! Seriously, how fucking stupid do you have to be?! Simple gun maintenance, and you wouldn’t have had a goddamn backfire!” she growled. “Next to this one write dumbass number five.” “Number five, maam?” he asked and she nodded. “Yes, one through four are for the dumbass that not only stole my bomb, but planted it in a public place and detonated it wrong. Lucky for everyone here because it should have taken down the entire building.” She vented and the guy just nodded and continued to write down a few things. Once they got to the end of the line, rather quickly at that, she saw the other come back. “Rhi?” they asked, and she nodded, but she saw them point and she saw Eli standing towards the other end and she carefully walked over to him. “Can’t leave shit for a fucking night, I swear.” She grumbled and when she finally got over to him. “Have you found the body of the fuckwad who set off the bomb, because so help me if the fucker is still alive, he’s got a 0.38 round with his name on it.” The conversation wasn’t particularly long as Sergio came over, “Sorry to interrupt. First, team still can’t find original point of detonation.” He began, but Rhi cut him off. “That’s because it was set off down this way, in the maintenance hall. 30 meters down, charge set on the inside wall.” She said and she got a look. “What? I know my bombs. We can go look if you’d like.” “Vill have to wait. They found a live bomb.” Sergio said and he watched as Rhiannon brought a hand through her hair. “You need to go and diffuse it.” “First Chester, then a bomb, now I’ve got to diffuse a bomb…. Great, just fucking fabulous.” She mumbled as she headed off with Sergio. The bomb wasn’t far off from the food court, and Rhi sighed. She reached into her leather jacket pocket and took out a small pocket knife and began tinkering with the bomb, unflinching. “Stupid piece of shit… I’m gonna shoot this goddamn…” she muttered and trailed off and Sergio sighed and looked over to Eli. “Sorry. We may know who set off bomb.” He said and he watched as Rhi walked over with a diffused and dismantled change. “Now, tour of the maintenance hall, hmmm?” she said, tossing the piece aside and walking ahead of them.