Sam, Duncan, and Simon stood outside of the common room door. They heard the people on the other side talking, though it was muffled by the walls. They could just make out the young girl's urgent tone.
"What do you think they're talking about?" Sam asked.
"I don't know," Duncan said. "But it sounds bad."
"I'm more curious on who the little girl is," Simon said.
"Maybe we should listen?" Sam suggested in a joking tone.
"Why not?" Duncan agreed.
"I don't think so guys," Simon said. "We should just leave them." He didn't want to get anyone else involved in this whole Supernatural situation.
"There are no secrets in this office, Simon," Sam joked, and pressed his ear to the door.
"Seriously," Simon said. "Get away from there!"
"It's not a big problem," Duncan said. "What could they be talking about with a little girl?" He also pressed his ear to the door.
".....Kidnapped!" A small voice came from the other side.
"We.......After them," Another voice, Lewis, said.
"...Dangerous," Paul's voice said. "We......killed!"
"I'll..... with you," The little girl said. "......Angel, anyways."
"Yeah....," Lewis' voice. "I.....Vampire.....Sjin.....Werewolf. We.....be fine."
"The h*ll are they talking about?" Duncan took a step back from the door.
"What did you hear?" Simon asked, cursing himself for not being assertive enough.
"Something about vampires and werewolves and angels," Duncan replied.
"And something with kidnapping," Sam said.
Just then, the door opened, and out walked Lewis, Paul, and the little girl. Simon walked up close to them and said in a low voice, "What's going on?"
"Meet me in my office, and get Hannah, too. We all need to talk," Lewis said. Simon nodded and walked off down the hall, leaving a confused Duncan and Sam behind. Tricia had smiled shyly at Duncan while passing through.
Paul had given Tricia a ride to his house, where they were all going to meet after Lewis filled Hannah and Simon in on what is going on. They left earlier than they usually do, but no one questioned them on the way out.
"So, Lucas and Dave have been kidnapped by random people?" Hannah asked, as they were driving over to Paul's house.
"Not just random people," Lewis said. "They had sun tattoos; like the one Simon has or the church attendants." He shuddered at the memory.
"There's more?" Simon asked.
"That's right," Lewis pulled the car into the driveway of Paul's house, and they headed inside.
Paul and Tricia were watching the television as the others came in, and motioned for them to sit down as Paul turned off the television. The other three Yogs sat down beside them, and the talking began.
"So everyone's caught up on what happened?" Paul asked, to which everyone nodded. "Now, we need to come up with a plan. Anyone got any ideas?"
"I think we should go and check out the city where Lucas and Dave disappeared," Lewis said. "Tricia will come with us, in case our 'Turners' are there with a disguise. You know what they look like, right?"
"Uh-huh," Tricia nodded.
"What about us?" Hannah asked.
"You stay here," Lewis said. "It's dangerous."
"You do realize you're taking a little girl with you, right?" Simon asked.
"Yes, but she's escaped the men before," Paul said. "How did you escape anyway?"
"Um," Tricia began. "I'm an Angel, so I have wings. Humans can't see me if I fly, so I was safe. Lucas and Dave told me to fly away."
"You do the same thing if they find us," Lewis ordered, and Tricia nodded.
"Wasn't Nilesy supposed to visit this week?" Simon said randomly.
"I think so," Paul said. "I think tomorrow or the next day. It doesn't matter. We'll probably be out looking for Lucas and Dave by then."
"Probably," Lewis said. "Or we'll be back by then."
"When are you guys leaving?" Hannah asked.
"I think tomorrow morning's for the best," Paul said. "Tricia could stay here for the night. Lewis, you mind meeting here tomorrow?"
"Not at all," Lewis said. "We'll see you guys tomorrow."
They parted ways. Paul got out some blankets and pillows for Tricia to sleep on the couch after Lewis, Simon, and Hannah left.
***
The next morning, Lewis went off to Paul's house, and they planned out where they were going to go. The city where Lucas and Dave disappeared was an hour drive away, and getting there won't be easy. With whoever the people were, they were connected to the church.
Liam had called and said his flight would land around noon that day. Paul, being the good host he is, offered to let Liam stay at his place for the few days he was in Bristol. Paul explained that he was going on a little 'trip' with Lewis, and he dropped his keys off to Hannah to give to Liam. He had cleaned up the room Chris had stayed in, which wasn't really messy to begin with.
Paul, Lewis, and Tricia left later that day, almost exactly two hours before Liam showed up. Simon and Hannah went off to Yogtowers, worrying about their friends and hoping that they'll be okay. However, the worry wore off as they got into their work. They had to catch up on videos, of course. And playing games took their minds off of the trouble.
Liam apppeared around noon, greeting everyone cheerfully. Hannah passed on Paul's house key for him, and he took it with a thanks. He noticed that Yogtowers smelled slightly different...... Almost like something had died there. No, no, no.....It was more of something dying. There was also something like wet dog around the edges. No one else seemed to notice the strange smell, but that wasn't surprise for Liam.
He left after taking the keys, meaning to drop his luggage at the house. As he unlocked the front door and opened it, a breeze from inside blew into his face. He coughed, and almost hissed, at the stench that suddenly appeared. Grimacing, Liam walked into the house, identifying the smell immediatly. It smelled like dogs inside.
"I thought Sjin didn't own any dogs," Liam muttered to himself as he shut the door behind him, and tried to force his lungs and sense of smell to get used to the dog-smell.
Liam headed up to the guest room, and as he passed a door, the smell was stronger. If he thought it was bad before, it was worse now.
He managed to find the guest room(which smelled sour), just two doors down from the room with the smell. He dropped his bags on the bed, and headed back out into the hallway. Stopping before the door, he cautiously pushed it open.
Another waft of the smell blew into his face, but he put the collar of his shirt over his mouth to keep from breathing too much. The room was immediatly decided as Paul's bedroom, with the posters fans sent in and video games and the clothes spread across the floor. Liam, although wanting to leave then, sourced the smell to the bed. He reluctantly stepped over the piles of clothing, and walked up to the bed. He threw back the covers and gasped, immediatly regretting it as the dog-smell flew into his mouth.
There were hairs littering the inside of the covers. Not human hairs; dog hairs. It was a brown color, and covered literally everything on the bed.
Looking closer, there was something else that caught his attention; small rips in the sheet and the coverlet. Liam stretched a hand out to inspect it, and saw that the rips were small and jagged; like a dog or maybe a large cat had scratched through the bed covers.
Liam put the covers back where they were and walked back to the front door. He wanted - no, needed to talk to Paul. He was just going to have to cut his trip short.
