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them.
                He closed
his eyes and smiled at the thought of Rod laughing, his shaggy ginger hair
bouncing around his face as he asked what had taken him so long. Balor would
pull him into a bone crunching head lock for being so late. The twin brothers
had run their pack like one big family, taking Quinn in like a wounded pup that
needed the world shown to him with new eyes.
                In the
short time he was with them he had learned more about life and his own desires
than ever before. He had broken away from everything he had ever known, and not
only had he survived, he had found the person he was meant to be.
                Somehow he
would fix the mess they had been in for the last two years, he would find a way
to make things right. If it took his last breath he would make his family
complete and see them all happy once again.
                He strolled
into the defense department with his spirits high. It was only a matter of time
before he had his family, pack, and mate all together with him.
                 Everyone
turned to stare as he walked in late, and by the looks on their faces he had to
look as bad as he felt.
                “Alright,
now that we’re all here, what’ve you got for us?” Cass immediately took charge
of the meeting.
                “Alright,
good to see you too, yeah my vacation was awesome, thanks for asking,” he
muttered quietly.
                Others
would find Casstiel’s methods cold, but Quinn actually enjoyed it. After living
his life surrounded by fake people with shadowed intentions, he appreciated
anyone who was simple and straight forward. 
                Ghost moved
out of the way of the monitors so that everyone could cluster around them.
                “There was
only a single data file that hadn’t been completely corrupted by the virus
Ivesley set off, but on it is a list of names, locations, and some sort of
color coding label,” he scrolled through the file explaining.
                “Any idea
what these locations are, or what the list of names is about?” Cass cocked his
head in thought.
                “There is
only this document,” Ghost replied, “but it has to be important to them or they
wouldn’t have tried so hard to erase it along with the rest of the files.”
                “Sounds
like another trap to me,” Kain clapped his hands together.
                “You think
everything is a trap,” Jax rolled his eyes.
                “What’s up
with the names?” Memphis drew everyone’s attention to the top of the list,
“ninety percent of them are females, but hunters never use their females for
anything except labor and childbearing, why would they need a list of them?”
                “They can’t
be Breed, the hunters assign numbers to the Breed members they take,” Quinn
spat out. He would never forget the number 117 and its significance to him.
                “Maybe
they’ve started training their females to fight. It’s something totally
unexpected and would throw us off our game,” Jax suggested.
                “No those
guys are animals, they’d never give their women an ounce of freedom,” Memphis
cut in, “Maybe its women they plan to kidnap?”
                “I wouldn’t
put it past them,” Cass snorted in disgust.
                “Faith
Dunaway….” Memphis absently read off the first name on the list, “who are you
baby girl?”
                “I ran the
names through all our data bases and no one on the list has been reported
missing to us or the human police,” Ghost shook his head, annoyed that this
list had created more questions than answers.
                “This color
coding is another bust,” Kain switched tracks, “red, yellow, orange and white
could stand for anything. The best we