Hoyt chuckled and nodded a bit as Joe said that he would move Rose off the couch, it hadn’t been might as a complaint pre say has much as letting him know Rose was out. Honestly, he would have been alright with if Rose took up the couch for the night. He nodded again at Joe saying he would probably read a bit before going to bed. “Let me know if you want to borrow any of mine.” He said before taking a drink of his water, and he hesitated for a moment before bringing up the subject of the new strangers. Hoyt noticed the face that Joe made, when he said he thought the witches weren’t any safer than the hunters. He couldn’t help but make a slight face when Joe said that it might not be a bad idea to work with them though he quickly recovered taking another drink of his water. He could think of quite a few reasons not to work with them. He nodded at Joe’s words about living with them. “I feel like living with them is a awful idea. We don't hardly know them. It could put us all in danger.” He couldn't help his frown now, however Joe brought up Ryan, saying there was a letter from her. He hadn't seen it on the table, not that he hadn't thought to look. His eyes lit up at the news and he smiled. “No, I didn't even think to look through the mail today.” He answered before turning and leaving the kitchen to get the letter. He had missed Ryan, even if she hadn't been that gone very long. He was used to have her around, it had been weird not picking her up to have lunch with her for our lunch breaks. It felt even weirder not to talk to her, he was normally extremely quiet. To the point of being called a mute, and happily letting people believe that. With Ryan though, he felt the want to be more talkative and social. She not only made him feel more comfortable, but safer about letting people get close to him. Grabbing the letter from the table he heading back to his room smiling happily to himself. He opened the letter and read it as he laid down in bed. Finding the words on the pages about how she was, her trip, and the things she had seen so far more interesting than the words of his book. -- Zach couldn’t help but smile as he watched Poppy running after the pink bear, though his words about the fact Poppy probably not needing to stand on her hind legs was a joke. There was a little bit of truth there, she had grown so much over the last year. She was about a half as big as Blaze already. He shook his head offering to make them dinner, but Dahlia offered to cook instead, and while he didn’t mind cooking for her once. He wasn’t going to turn down her cooking for him. “Well I have some steaks laid out if you want them. I’m sure whatever you make I’ll love.” He said with a smile her way before wrapping his arms around her to pull her back against him and her into a hug. “And you wouldn’t have been alone tonight, after everything, if you hadn’t come over I would have talked my way in your door.” He said before kissing her temple and letting her go after a quick squeeze. Zach smiled a bit from the seat he had taken at the kitchen table as Poppy came into the kitchen and started chewing on the bear he had gotten her. He reached down and started playing with the bear with Poppy before Dahl spoke to him. Zach thought for a moment quietly, it was kind of a loaded question to ask. After all the leaders of the group were probably going to put it to a vote of their own before the rest of them had a say. That was if the vote even passed the five of them. Then there was probably going to be a no from Garret and Randa, or at least Garret. “It’s kind of hard to tell yet, without hearing everyone’s thoughts.” He answered finally, and let Poppy get the bear from him. “I kind of personally am on the fence, I hate the idea of you, Rose, or Hoyt being in danger. And Joe….kind of too. But don’t tell him I said that.” He gave her a look as he said not to tell Joe. “Those new people have a chance to be dangerous…..but on the other hand I’m sure they think the same thing.” He sighed a bit shaking his head. “The army part of my head thinks it’s a sound defensive idea, safety in numbers. The boyfriend, father side of my brain, isn’t sure it's worth the risk.” Zach shook his head a little after a moment of staring off towards Poppy. “What do you think about this whole thing?” -- Garret smiled a little at Randa saying she would stop him from talking Alex off. Though, seriously, if Alex showed up after Randa had went through all the shit she had to because Alex threw a fit last time. He was gonna be pretty pissed. Alex knew how long it had been since they were both off. Though, he really was tempted to unplug the bell just in case, though shook the thought off as quickly as it came. He nodded a bit when she talked about her deadline for her magazine. “Hopefully, or we get another bartender worth a shit. Then there will be days that I’m not leaving as you're coming home.” When he got home and he took his shoes off, he tried to hide the fact the cut still hurt. After he got his shirt off and Randa came in, he could feel her looking over the bandage. He was alright though. If it was still bleeding it was wrapped and that was what was important. Still the moment he was laying on the bed, it felt twenty times better. The lack of pressure being just what he needed. He patted the bed beside him as Randa came out of the bathroom, and had she not started wiggling out of her pants. He might have tried to pull her to bed. Instead he watched her wiggle with a small smirk taking her all in. Soon she crawled into bed with him and he placed a hand on the back of her neck as he kissed her back. He closed his eyes putting his hand at her side has she put her forehead against his. When Randa pulled back he couldn't help smirk his eyes going to the lip she was biting. It was cute how she wasn't trying to act like she didn't know just what he wanted. Letting his hand come up he rubbed a finger across the fabric of the front of her bra slowly. “Do you even have to ask, doll?” He said before pulling her back down and kissing her. -- Willow waited for Sal patiently as he rolled over and felt to make sure he was far enough from the edge. A smile on her face as he wrapped his arm around her, quickly moving close to where she was cuddled against him. When he asked if she was comfortable, Willow took a inhaled and let her breath out with a soft sigh. Sal always smelt so good with the mens perfume stuff he wore. “Yes, very.” She smiled feeling the kiss at the top of her head. “Are you starting to feel any better?” While Sal always smelt so good, was so comfy, and she had been so worried about him that if it hadn't have to been too clingy or he wasn't feeling bad. She would have just sat in his lap through that whole conversation with the new people and held onto him. He had told her once, after a version that having her close had helped. Soon her eyes started to get heavy and she started to fall asleep. Though Sal’s gentle words brought her back just enough for her to mumble out. “I love you too, sweet dreams.” Placing three soft sleepy kisses from his shoulder to his collarbone before laying her head back on him and falling asleep. -- Logan could smell the fresh shampoo and body wash, mixed with vanilla and cinnamon before he even heard Billie walk through the door. “You’re welcome beautiful, I don’t think that it worked very well.” He said before the slight frown he wore turned into a smile as she kissed his cheek. He watched his shirt levitate into the hammer and he couldn’t help chuckle. “You mean you’ll wash it and I’ll steal it back in a few months babe.” Logan watched Billie as she traded the towel for one of his shirts, and stood slipping out of his pants before sitting on the bed again as she made her way over. When she sat next to him, he reached out running his fingers through her hair. “Looks like it, maybe a little staining on the tips.” Logan felt her start to tug on his arm after she sat back, and turned scooting closer, and kissing her back. A hand running through her hair again. When she pulled away and spoke, he chuckled. “No, honestly I’d be surprised if you were tired after everything, B.” He shook his head. “I’m not tired either, I think the drama gave me a second wind.” Logan answered. He couldn't help the soft relaxed sigh that left his lips as Billie put her legs onto of his, closing his eyes. Body heat warming his legs ever so slightly, being warm had always been one of the things he missed. His hand greedily rubbing up and down her leg farthest from him, massaging it as he stole as much heat as he possibly could. Feeling her eyes on him, he chuckled. “You know I can't help it, you're always so warm and smell good.” He opened his eyes after a moment to just catch the worried look on her face. His smile faded a bit giving her a serious look. “I didn't get hurt babe, me and Zach were sent to find the others and get them out. The must that hit me was some rabble.” Seeing the worried look turn to a smirk he smiled brightly again, before kissing her again. This time he didn't give her a chance to pull away. Hands gripping her hips and pinning her to the bed with his kiss, greedy for more body heat. -- Mitch chuckled a bit nodding when Lia said that Cass would kill them if she didn't love them. “She might not kill us but there would be so many angry Sug’s thrown us. We would start thinking it's our names.” He said with a laugh. He was perfectly content with holding her in his arms, if it wasn’t for the fact that she wanted so badly to work on the wedding stuff, he would have held her there for a moment longer. He chuckled a bit when she said he would have to get the Lockheart out of his system. While he could. “Yeah….I’m not going to lie. You’re probably going to be hearing it a lot up to the wedding. It will be interesting calling you Anderson.” He placed a kiss on her forehead, once she left the room he took a shower and grabbed his book laying on the bed to read until Lia was done and came to bed. -- A relaxed smile stayed on Kat’s lips as she left the bathroom. Shutting the door behind her so Atty could finish up his shower, a hand rubbing a towel against her wet hair as she carried her dirty clothes in the other. She felt all clean and relaxed, a hundred percent herself again. Kat stopped by her room quickly a stuffed her dirty clothes into the hamper by her door, before heading into the kitchen. Kat smiled and waved to Aless as she came into the kitchen, happy to see her sister back to her usual smiling self. Taking a seat she looked at the book with Aless. “Well what color of flowers is he wanting? It might make it easier to pick.” She said thoughtfully before the table diagram and guest list was pulled out. She chuckled a bit looking at Aless. “Could you imagine if we put Cass and Elder Dana together? It would be so loud and they would get so drunk.” Kat looked before glancing at her mother. “We...uh..probably shouldn’t do that though. Uh.” She quickly added after seeing the face she was getting. “Would be funny though.” She mumbled looking at Aless. -- Eli didn’t even try to hide the relieved sigh when Rhi said that Xander wouldn’t come around with her in town. She knew the reason he hated him, so it didn’t matter. Though he had never met her other brother and when she said something about calling him, Eli nodded a bit. “Well it would be good to at least have the information on her.” He said before following Rhi through the mall. He told Serg he would keep Rhi safe, though he stopped and looked at Serg when he spoke again. “I will, don't worry. I wouldn't let anything happen to Rhi.” He said trying to sound reassuring, before heading to catch up with Rhi. He frowned a little taking the helmet, he had really been hoping she was joking about the bike. He pulled his phone out and messaged Tara. Yes, the fact she had taught Kyp and Serg how to drive the motorcycle did say something. That she wasn't the only one crazy enough to drive a death bike. As the two of them drove off Eli couldn't help his grip tightening slightly around Rhi. His grip lingered around her waist for a moment after they came to a stop, letting himself take a few calming breaths, before he let go of her. Eli let out a sarcastic laugh as he took his helmet to reveal his now messy hair before trying to fix it. “Yeah, I’ll tell you that car slamming on its brakes not to hit us. That was [b]so[/b] much fun. Woohoo. I will not being taking lessons, I would die.” He said, looking at Rhi before smiling a bit. “I hope your contact won't mind me sitting at the table with you. This really isn't the type of bar I usually go to for information.” He added as he followed Rhi towards the door. He was more used to meeting people in the darker parts of the city, where they didn't have to worry about being known. Or the ones that were sure as hell weren't bothered while doing business. He smiled and nodded to the bartender before glancing at Rhi when she said to put him on her tab but said nothing and waited for the two to finish talking before ordering a glass of gin and going to the table Rhi was at. He frowned glaring at Chester as he saw him try to reach out to touch Rhi already. He could see now why Serg didn't like this guy already. He liked look something that lived down in the gutters because the jail systems were afraid to keep him there. The inmates would behave the law to stay away from that fucking face and to keep from being sexually assaulted in the shower. Rhi gestured towards him, and Eli’s glare turned into a look of complete disinterest as he looked over Chester and went back to drinking his glass of gin. He didn't really have time to say anything the second time he touched her, Rhi handling it herself. He busied himself with looking around the bar as Rhi looked through the folder, this really was a nice bar. He didn't understand why they let Chester in here, but he could understand why Rhi used it. Soon Rhi got up and went to the bathroom to change. As soon as she was away from the table, Eli took her glass of wine, moving it on the other side of him. He didn't trust this ugly fuck not to slip something into it. It had taken all he had not to scoff at the pledging voice he had used asking Rhi to come back after she changed. He stayed rather quiet as he waited for what felt like forever for Rhi. Not really caring to talk to Chester unless he bothered to talk to him. Until he felt the buzz of his phone in his pocket. It was Tara, telling him that two other teams had checked in, and that one was found dead. He cussed under his breath, looking over the names of the dead. He had only knew one of the names, but that really didn't make matters better. -- Tara couldn't help but give Kyp a slightly confused and nervous look when he said that could tell her things about the Emmett guy that she wouldn't believe. “I’m not sure if that is impressive or something I should feel nervous about.” She said with a laugh, as she helped him double check. “Do me a favor and don't tell people my stuff please.” She added in with a slow sad frown before getting the text from Eli. Tara laughed when Kyp said that it was a motorcycle Eli had been talking about. “Oh that makes sense. Eli is terrified of motorcycles.” She looked up at Kyp for a moment before smiling at him. “You have a sanctum of your own? Oh is it cool? I don't even know what you do for Rhi. Hmmm that's really something I should have asked.” When Kyp offered to drive her home and she laughed about his station wagon. “Nah, Eli asked me to take his car with me. Which goes like super fast and he gets onto me for trying to borrow it.” She said with a bit of a smirk. “Plus I live over at Emerald Terrace and it's pretty far from here.” She couldn't help the look she gave to Kyp’s reaction to his phone. “Um four..” Her phone vibrated and she glanced at it. “five of the seven.” She answered before frowning at the news about the one group. “Oh no do they know what group it was?” She asked. She didn't personally know any of the in town groups but with their being two unaccounted for she couldn't help but worry.