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Her body was completely limp as he picked her up, and she was barely breathing. She was about ready to scream, trapped within her own mind by that woman's telepathic cage. Where she had learned that, and who had taught her, made her quake with terror. She needed to tell them who was behind Psyche, but she could not speak, despite all that she did. She was well and truly trapped.

She heard Will speak, feeling slightly calmer knowing that someone had found her. While she had no control over her body, she was still receiving sensations from it. She knew that Gail could nothing to help her, though. What she needed was another psychic to help her break the cage.

Standing up from where he'd placed Lydia, Will stood up and sighed. What a FUBAR'd operation this was turning out to be. Kerrigan missing, Lydia hurt in some strange way he didn't understand, and Gail was going to give him hell when he came back with his knees busted up from running. Yep, tonight officially sucked.

Suddenly his ears perked up. Was that... crying he heard? Chambering a round in his revolver and cocking the hammer back, he slowly slunk towards a couple alleys down where he could faintly hear a woman sobbing. Waving at Bridget to stay with Lydia, he spun around the corner, handgun ready. He thought that he'd have been ready for just about anything that sprung out at him. But what he saw in that darkened alleyway nearly broke his heart.

There huddled in the dirty alley was Kerrigan. Her clothes were torn and smudged and her face was buried in her knees. Tear were streaming down her face. Heavy, wracking sobs shook her body. And worst of all, the part that made him fear that she might be lost to them, were her lips. Her lips were smeared with blood, a trickle of it running from her mouth and the red fluid staining the newly grown fangs.

Quietly putting the revolver away, he took a few soft steps forward and knelt down just out of Kerrigan's reach. Softly he spoke up, his voice full of compassion and concern. "Kerri? Hey, you still with us gal?"

Getting back to his feet, giving a slight grunt as his hip twinged, he slowly walked over to Kerrigan making sure to make a fair deal of noise so she knew he was coming up from behind her. Moving slowly, he encircled her with his arms. Most people would have flinched back at the coldness of her skin, but that didn't matter to him. All that mattered was that one of his dearest friends was hurting. "Shhhh, it's not your fault Kerrigan. It's not your fault. Don't punish yourself for this. Let me help you."

Jien found himself in the streets of New York. He looked around at the death all around him. " Damn it Omki you should have knowen better then to come out here...." Jien sniffs the air and could smell Myyth sent. " What the-?!" He snifffed the ground. " I can't smell her... damn it that woman might have helped she know about things like this..." He muttered.

Will smiled sadly as Kerrigan threw up some blood. So, she'd fed tonight. Another burden on her soul. He'd have to make sure that she started taking some sessions with Cookie. The large man truly was a blessing, both an excellent cook and a skilled counseler. He patted her back gently, then helped her into the backseat, next to where Lydia was lying down. Getting back into the driver's seat, he leaned over to Bridget and whispered softly to her. "Keep an eye on Kerrigan, I'm worried about her."

Turning on the engine and shifting gears, Will drove the car screeching through the night back to Haven, back to safety.

(cut to Haven)

Since the previous night Kusari had been deep within himself. Wherever he went peolpe got a cold chill down their spines instead of the normal fire between their legs. Kerri had brought something out of him. Something that he'd held tightly locked away for decades. Standing on the roof he saw everything that transpired between she and the one called Will. They wanted to turn her against her own kind. As if immortals were so bad. He hated the manipulative bastards. Glaring down at the vehicle as it slowly moved away he knew Kerri would feel his eyes. She would feel the cold grip of his mind around her spine. But she would also feel the tenderness that he had. He made her feel it to remind her of what she was. The link was between them only and he quickly severed it as he turned his back on her. He had plans now. And whether or not he went through with them, now depended entirely on her.

tyler coughed a bit as he slowly hobbled down the streets and made his way back to hunters... his vishion began to blure halfway there... he managed to grab his cell and dail will...