As they approached the kitchen they could hear the men talking.

“Well, well, look who has joined us. Thought that we would only see you tomorrow,” Ceric teased smiling at Jas.

“My stomach won out.”

She teased laughing as Wulf whispered in her ear, “Is that so.”

“Hey Sugar, come try my speciality,” Cassius called from the other side. She could see a huge amount of buttered bread a tray full of fried eggs, a plate full of chips. He was frying some steaks. It smelled so good her stomach growled again. 

“Mmm, not just a handsome face, you can cook too?”

“Handsome, is it? Maybe I should rearrange his face.” She heard as Wulf stood next to her and pulled her against him. 

“If you are nasty I’m not going to make you one, you know I’m just too handsome.” Cassius fired back with a wink at her. She had come to know the men in this compound. It was true Cassius was a very handsome man, and from what she had heard the ladies all thought so too. For some reason though he did not appreciate that fact, if anything he tried to keep away from women.

“It’s fine, I’ll have his too.”

“Is that so! You are not very good for my ego, are you? First you choose food over your man, and now you will starve your man by having his food,” Wulf said in a threatening voice swatting her ass. She was so startled she jumped, turning with her mouth open looking at him.

“Wulf!”

A deep laugh, boomed out of Wulf that she hadn’t heard before. Leaning down he whispered in her ear. “I guess if you are eating my food, I will have to eat you.”

She was so surprised at his words, she just stood there blushing. Cassius, Burkhart and Ceric were all looking at them with smiles on their faces. Cassius handed her a plate. On it was a huge sandwich with sauce over it.

“Thank you.” Holding her plate she stuck her tongue out at Wulf and marched towards the table. Sitting, she waited for Wulf to join her with his food. Cutting into her sandwich, she took a bite. 

“Wow! This is really good!” Draco came in on crutches with Bion behind him.

“Hey! Is there any of that for us?” he questioned looking at Ceric’s plate.

“In the oven.”

“Sit, I’ll get it.” Bion was already on his way to the oven.

“How are you feeling?” Wulf asked Draco as he sat down.

“Fine, just a scratch,” he responded as he looked down at the plate that Bion placed in front of him. 

“Are Celmund and Brandr still on Stakeout?” Draco asked, looking around.

“Yeah, Bjarni and Caelius just left to go and relieve them,” Burkhart responded.

“Has Merdor made any more appearances?” Draco asked, taking a bite out of his sandwich.

“Yeah, apparently he went past today; he had a woman with him. From what Brandr said she seemed to be in a trance.” Burkhart explained that he didn’t have all the details, but he knew that the others would want to know what was going on.

“From what Brandr mentioned it seems like he’s using her to feed-on,” Burkhart finished, looking around at the others.

“Son of a bitch!” Draco exploded. “We need to make a move and destroy that warehouse. From what we gathered from agent Finn today, the trucks we see going in are trafficking children. Apparently, agent Finn has a liking for small boys. That’s how Merdor got to him, he gives him boys and Finn works for him.”

“The sick fuck!”

“What if you attack and they bomb the building with kids inside?” Jas couldn’t imagine the horror of the poor children that were in the middle of this. Wulf took hold of her hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss.

“Don’t worry Angel. We will make sure that the children aren’t in the building.”

“But they can still blow up the building if you go in to see if the children are there. Maybe that’s why Finn told you about it. You can’t go in; you saw the bombs in the painting.” She had to make sure none of them went into that building or they might get killed.

“She has a point. We weren’t going into the building at all, but now that we know about the children the plan might change. What if that is their plan? What if they are trying to get us inside?” Ceric looked at Draco.

“I will ask Celmund to try to get hold of special agent Volstok. Maybe we can get the FBI to intercept those trucks with the children, for us.” Draco looked at Wulf as he finished talking. There was a slight nod from Wulf, barely perceptible. There was a kind of communication going on between the two of them. Wulf got up pulling her with him.

“Call if you need me.” He guided Jas out of the kitchen and to their room.

“I just want to hold you,” Wulf stated, lifting her up in his arms and placing her on the bed. He discarded his T-shirt and disappeared into the bathroom. A few minutes later she heard the shower. She got up and went to toss his T-shirt in the bin. The front had a tear in it and the arm where he had been shot was missing. Wulf walked out of the bathroom with a towel draped around his waist. 

“What are you doing?”

“I threw your T-shirt away. It can’t be mended anymore.” He had a few bruises and scratches but she noticed that they were already healing.

“You need to rest, come Babe, lie down I will massage your back with that oil you like. Then you can sleep. I’m sure that you’re exhausted,” she cajoled, heading for the drawer where she kept the Arnica oil that she sometimes massaged him with. Wulf loved to be massaged, and sometimes he massaged her too.

Usually it led to them making love, but she wouldn’t let that happen today. He had to rest. Wulf had dropped the towel and was lying on his stomach. She undressed, leaving her panties and bra on. Straddling him she poured some oil on his back and slowly started to work on the knots in his back.

“You are so good at this.” His eyes were closed and she knew if she massaged him long enough he would fall asleep, after all he had been awake for about forty-eight hours. In the end it didn’t take long at all, he fell asleep like a baby. She moved to lie down next to him, stretching out. Wulf dropped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him.

She smiled in contentment. Even in sleep he wanted her next to him just as she did. She fell asleep content, with a smile on her face.