'thoughts'

Warnings: Some violence, language, and a touch of sexual situations (The norm for the mayor, yes yes? Oi). Also, if you don't like femme slash, away with you!

Welling brushed a hand through his hair nervously as he paced, jittery with lack of sleep and visions from the night before. He remembered pain and his shoulder ached from where the bullet that had been in Jensen had been removed. He could still hear the other man's screams of agony and while it had aroused him for the sheer sadistic joy, it also caused his heart to race and his fingers itched to find the other man and soothe the pain.

With a snarl, he knocked a pile of his papers off of his desk and gripped at his hair. He was losing control the closer Morgan got to them and the incompetents he had staffed in the police departments were fouling everything up!

He looked over as he heard a knock and growled. "What is it?"

The door opened and James walked in with a smirk. "Sir, Kreuk and her partner are here to see you," he replied and Welling relaxed almost immediately.

"Well show them in, damn you!" he snapped before straightening his tie and jacket. He ran a hand through his hair as he composed himself and looked up when James returned. He smirked though as two dark haired women sauntered in, both clad in tight black leather pants, black tank tops, and white sweaters. The taller one had soft brunette hair up in a ponytail while the shorter had black hair that hung gracefully around her shoulders. They eyed him as he came towards them, but accepted the handshakes that he offered. "Kristin...been a long time. And this must be your life mate Sandy." He took Sandy's hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it. "A definite...pleasure," he purred as he eyed the petite woman and tilted an eyebrow as she snatched her hand away with a look of haughty disgust. Oh he wanted to break her now...

"Shove it, Tom. You aren't paying us to be your escorts and you better have a good reason for wanting us on wolf hunting duty when we have offers to knock off some crime lords in China," Kristin retorted as she wrapped an arm possessively around Sandy's waist.

"For the amount of money I'm paying you and willing to offer, I could have you both on your knees for me. But maybe later. Right now...let's talk business," Tom replied before he leaned back against his desk and eyed them. 'Business before pleasure...' he thought and shrugged. "Kristin...do you remember Jensen Ackles?" he asked lightly as he watched her and saw them both jerk in surprise as they stared at him.

"I thought you ran him out of the state. I know you wanted me to hunt him and his boy Morgan but they disappeared two and a half years ago," Kristin replied as she crossed her arms over her chest.

'And my what a lovely chest it is...' Tom thought as he focused a bit on where her arms were crossed before refocusing on her. "He's been sighted down state. There is a wolf I want that travels with him, but only at night. Find Jensen at night and you'll find the wolf I want. I want it *dead*," he explained and his eyes narrowed as she smirked at him.

"What about Jensen? Or do you still pine for him?" she asked with a sneer and he glowered at her.

"Your mouth hasn't changed, I see...” Welling replied before reaching out and grabbing the back of her neck. He pulled her close to him and smirked as she glared at him and struggled against his hold. He grunted though when she punched him hard in the stomach and stepped away from him as she straightened her shirt.

She flipped a hand through her hair and tightened her ponytail as she went back to Sandy’s side. “That was your last touch. Do it again and, paying client or not, I *will* remove your balls,” she stated calmly, though the look she shot him was filled with venom. She wrapped her arm around Sandy’s waist once more and smirked at the mayor. “Where was Jensen last seen?” she asked coldly as she ran her fingers through Sandy’s hair.

Shifting to relieve his rather tight pants, Welling scowled at her as he crossed his arms over chest, and then nodded towards the wall map that was hanging behind them. “He was last seen eight hours north west with that brat that escaped from my mansion. The microchip I’d had implanted is out of range unfortunately so I can’t give you exact coordinates, but knowing them, they’re more than likely getting closer. You know those vendettas,” he commented lightly and laughed. He frowned then as a thought occurred to him. ‘I should have them kill Jared while they’re at it. Two birds with one stone...leaving Jensen all mine,’ he debated silently and then chuckled before straightening and going over to the wall that held his bookcase. He reached for the large nature painting that was in between the book cases and lifted it off, then, after shielding the safe keypad, he opened it and brought out two stacks of dollar bills. Closing the safe, he replaced the painting to its spot, and then went over to the two watching girls. He tossed the bills at Kristin and smirked. “For that...I want the kid killed,” he purred and smirked as Kristin fanned through the bills and whistled.

“That kid burned you bad,” she murmured and chuckled as Sandy purred softly in agreement. She glanced at the scowling mayor and smirked. “Count him dead. Been nice doing business,” she stated as she waved the wads before turning with the quiet Sandy and sauntering out of the room.

“Business indeed,” Welling muttered as he adjusted himself then glanced over as James came into the room, his face dark with anger and concern. “What is it, James?”

“Remember the bargain. And watch for the moon,” James answered darkly before leaving the room again, leaving the mayor of New York City feeling cold inside. Some things he wished to never remember...that was one of them.

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Kristin smirked as she got into their car and looked over at Sandy as she sat down. “Well what do you think?” she asked and cocked an eyebrow in amusement as Sandy snorted. “Yea I know. He sure has become a sleaze. It was no problem when he was a flirt...but the things that go around in the grapevine point that he really has changed,” she added softly, thoughtfully.

“He’s become so evil that everything he touches will be destroyed,” Sandy replied and stretched out in the car lazily before smirking over at Kristin. “Let’s get to a hotel and start looking around. I know someone’s been a naughty girl,” she purred as she raised her arms above her head in a stretch, showing her flat belly.

“Fuck...knew you’d catch that...” Kristin muttered with a groan before starting the car and driving out. She knew that they’d have to research into where the brat and Jensen were, but the urgency level wasn’t that high. They could take their time.

TBC