Hold On To Me (WillDip)

Chapter 33: Matchitehew

(A/N: Matchitehew means Evil Heart, also it's Hunters last name)

A few decent dances later, Bill and Mabel were missing and everyone was tuckered out and sweaty. Hunter had also disappeared from the venue, but the family weren't bothered, if Hunter wanted to leave that was fine by them. Will looked around, only just realizing his twin was missing from the large expanse of marble flooring, "Where are Mabel and Bill?" he asked as he suddenly turned back into his Flatlander form. Ford's magic was most definitely gone now.

Mason caught him before he hit the floor. "I don't know."

Pacifica giggled, coming over with three cookies in her hand, she passed one to Will who took it happily. "They're making out in one of the rooms down the hall." she said, Will burst into laughter. "They must be drunk as heck!"

Ford chuckled. "Should we stop them?" Mason asked,

Will shook his head "Bill won't take it that far, even drunk"

"Such a gentlemen" Ford grumbled.

Will giggled.

~

Hunter peered into the ballroom, a pissed off look on his face as he glared at them, they had finally stopped fluffing around, "Why does he keep it!? He's wasting a good research opportunity!" he growled to himself. If it was up to him he'd dissect Will and stuff him in a jar of formaldehyde. Hunter walked down the hallway hoping to do some more snooping.

Eventually the ballroom was cleaned up and the guests had left for home. Ford and Fidds had retired to bed later after that, exhausted and happy just to sleep in each others arms. Mason took Will to his room and began to get ready for bed, leaving the door open just too and not seeing the hand that pushed it open as he took off his jacket "That was some party, Will, I really hope the next ones like that, the look on their faces! Ha!"

Will giggled from the bed, "Hunter was so mad!"

Hunter picked up a vase from a side table by Mason's bedroom door, and pushed the door a little more. With a calculated move he brought the vase down on the young adults head. Mason fell to the floor with a loud thud, out cold instantly and unresponsive. Will shrieked as Hunter grabbed him from the bed, struggling in his tight grip as he fought to free himself "Let me go!" he cried, trying to bite him. Hunter ignored him and scrabbled for the capped syringe in his pocket.

Will did not like the needle that followed and he clawed at Hunter's fingers, wriggling as it drew nearer "Stay still!" he grumbled "I don't want to stab you!"

Will went still as it went in, trembling as the man injected the contents into his back quickly.

"There we go, nice and sleepy," he said as Will's eye eventually slipped closed; The Flatlander went limp in his grip and Hunter smirked.

"If Ford won't do the deed, then I will."

~

Bill pulled away from Mabel's mouth at the loud thud noise. "Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

"The thud?"

"No, probably someone fucking, can we get back to making out?"

Bill smirked "Enjoying yourself?"

"Shut it" Mabel grumbled "This means nothing you said so!"

"I know, I'm just teasing."

Taco came running into their room, meowing loudly and tangling himself around their legs.

Bill sighed "Go away! You've been fed!"