Vincent couldn't help to give a slight pout at hearing hunter say he had to call Jack. He watched the wolf leave, sighing some and just looked at the shower for a moment before closing the door. He had tested the water himself before stepping in. He kept supporting himself against the wall of the shower some, eyes looking pained as he cleaned himself up. He had wrapped himself up in a towel, stepping out of the bathroom slowly. His legs were shaking a little, clearly wishing he had brought his crutches with him. He didn't expect most of what happened last night to occur, but he really wouldn't take it back for anything.

With his lack of focus on magic and more of just dwelling on his own thoughts, after he had at least managed his pants back on his legs gave. He had caught himself against the edge of the bed luckily, but the sharp pain in his legs couldn't help to draw a whine out of him. He was trying to pull himself up again but it wasn't seeing to work out too well. He was frustrated and hurting some so just sat where he had fallen and just hid his face in the towel he was going to use to dry his hair.

Hunter hung up the phone with Jack now and decided to was back inside. He slid the balcony door close when he heard a whimper coming from his bedroom and quickly went to the room and saw Vincent." Are you okay?" He asked and didn't know if he should try helping Vincent, seeing as the ther didnt like it wen he helped him.

"I'm sorry if I was to rough I tried being as gentle as I could." He said softy.

Vincent was still hiding his face in the towel for a moment before he heard Hunter speak to him. He looked up with a few tears in his eyes, though none had fallen quite yet. His legs felt sore as did his back side but right now it was more his legs than anything else. At hearing the other say sorry for possibly being too rough, Vincent shook his head at the words.
"You weren't too rough. I just...I kinda cheated a little with the walking deal. I used magic to help support myself better when i still really need my crutches. You know magic use makes me cranky...sorry I did this but I wanted to be normal...."
He was giving Hunter a bit of a sad look then with a bit of guilt mixed in. Not many would blame the young witch for using the magic as a means to better support himself on his own two feet, but what he should have known more is that he didn't need to do anything to impress Hunter. He started to try at the very least pull himself up onto the bed, the floor not the most comfortable for him right now after last night.

He listened as Vincent explained that he had used magic to allow him to walk better and that it was making him alittle cranky. He sigh softly. "I see." He said and watched as Vincent tried to get himself up on the bed and finally just helped the other, not caring if he would get yelled at or scowled at by the witch. He decided to just lay down on the bed with the other and wrapped his arms around him.

"After you feel better would you like to go out and get something to eat?" He asked.

Vincent heard the soft sigh, feeling a bit more guilty about all this. He had done alright up until this point without using so much magic, why did he have to suddenly desire being dependent on it? The boy though he was managing alright with his failing to pull himself up onto the bed before Hunter actually helped him. He looked over at hunter but didn't glare or say anything, still looking quite guilty about it. At the feeling of arms wrapping around him he blinked a little surprised. He was expecting Hunter to be mad with him on some level, not cuddle up to him like this. He did end up moving back to hugging and snuggling his face into the wolf's chest as he spoke with his thoughts.
"you aren't mad at me? I've been a bit of a brat all morning...."

Emerald eyes looked up at Hunter at the question on food, still seeming to feel bad. His legs didn't hurt too much now, but then again he wasn't putting weight on them right now. They moved fine as long as he didn't put weight on them it seemed.
"sure, I'll just need to call sis...."
He just groaned then, knowing she wasn't exactly happy with either of them still. Vincent just felt they were too tangled up with both Vincent being temperamental and Dahlia more than likely wanting to murder Hunter for taking her brother's virginity. Could things possibly get worse?

He looked down at Vincent once the other snuggled against his chest and kept his arms around the other. He did smile some at hearing his comment."Im not exactly happy with you over that but no I am not mad.....I just don't like what magic does to you when you use it, your not very nice to me." He said and kissed the top of Vincents curls.

He sigh at hearing Vincent say he needed to call Dahlia."Im surprised she hadn't hex me yet.." He admitted.

Vincent listened to what Hunter said, trying not to whimper and just keep close to the wolf. He never meant to be so cranky, it just drained him a bit faster than normal. He had a tiny smile cross his face at the kiss to his curls, looking a little by happier for a moment. He couldn't help to look sad though at the beta being surprised that he hadn't been hexed yet.
"I think if she does she might just turn you into a puppy like she did to Andre. I think he just has the ears and tail at this point..."
Vincentcouldnt help to almost smile at the thought of that. He wouldn't really wish that on Hunter but after seeing how adorable Andre turned out to be as a puppy...it made him wonder exactly what domestic dog the beta would turn out to be. He shook the thought though as he just chose to cuddle close and bury his face in the wolf's chest.

"I don't think Jack would like that and neither would I." He said. Like with the alpha, the second in command was heavily depended on and him being a dog would not help at all with the pack plans. He kept Vincent closed to him still and let the witch go now and looked at him."Go call your sister we both have to face her." He said softly and sigh it wasnt going to be pleasant seeing the witch again, especially how she stormed out and how they left everything.

Vincent could understand the wolf not wantin to be turned into a puppy, but the witch still found the thought cute. He near consantly had to be reminded that he wasn't the only one dependent on Hunter in some form. He just stayed snuggled close until Hunter pulled away from him. He gave a small pout at the wolf getting up, but his face couldn't help to turn grim at being told to contact his sister. The witch didn't know if she would still be fuming or not with how she had just left, but none the less texted her to inform her that they would be going back to the shop. He got a reply, but it was short and made it sound as if she was still very much upset. Vincent could only sigh then, leaning over the bed to try and find his shirt as he "spoke" to Hunter.
"She doesn't sound happy....but where did you throw my jacket?"
He could could only lean so far over the bed to look. His legs seemed to function fine, he just had problems putting his full weight on them still.

Hunter got up now from the bed and went to the bathroom and got cleaned up alittle before walking over and picked up the jacket that he thrown and headed it to Vincent. He looked at the witch with a small smile. "Well just have to face the music, ain't much we can do about it right now than to face, I am willing to talk to her about her but I won't unless she is willing to listen." He said.

They headed out then, he locked the apartment door behind him and walked with Vincent to his car and drove off to the store. He parked infront of it, looking at the store and could sense how upset Dahlia still was, but it seemed she was more upset than angry so that was a good thing.

Vincent took his jacket back once he slipped his shirt back on. He had his feet dangling over the edge for a moment, not quite ready to stand as Hunter spoke up. he couldn't help to return the smile and nodding. The young witch hoped his sister would listen to whatever the wolf had to say and really didnt try any hexes. Sighing, Vincent rose to his feet, abit slowly, but he was stable. He followed behind Hunter to leave the apartment, not too sure what to expect when they arrived at the shop.

The young illusionist was wary as they got out of the car. He could feel that his sister was still upset, but there wasn't so much anger involved now. He took careful steps inside, leading the way as if to shield the wolf if Dahlia chose to have a bizarre tantrum of her own. He was going to knock on the counter or something to get his sister's attention, but she had made her way out of her office with a deadpan look on her face. Vincent's throat couldn't help to go dry as he tried to stand his ground, not wanting to show her that he was in fact terrified of her.
"So you boys did decide to show up. With jack not here, me and Hunter are going to have a little chat."

Her tone sounded a bit venomous as Vincent kept where he was. He started to sign to his sister, saying he wasn't planning to leave Hunter's side before Dahlia lifted a hand. Vincent's magic seemed to crumble then as he couldn't really support himself. He made a startled growl noise as he had caught himself on the counter. Dahlia's office door swung open then, the woman gesturing to Hunter to step inside.
"I have no plans to hex you beta, but we must chat. Now."

Vincent looked angry and terrified all in the same motion as he was trying to get his magic to work right again. He wasn't sure what to think as he "spoke" to hunter.
"Just do as she says, she's blocking my magic so i can't fight her back...I'm going to call Jack though, but please..."

Hunter a scared of course but he couldn't let that stop him as he approached the spite. They Both walked in, with Dahlia standing there waiting for them. Her voice was venomouseand he sense her taking Vincents magic away from him and Winfred if she was going to hex him now. He sigh and walked into her office and looked back to Vincent for a moment before looking atty her.. He told Vincent to not called Jack, only if something bad e'er to happen could he call him.

"So what is it you need to say?" He asked.

Vincent let himself slide down to sit on the floor since there was no way his legs were going to support himself without magic or his crutches right now. He was terrified and felt helpless as he watched Hunter walk into what could more than likely be a hex or nightmare set up by Dahlia herself. She gave a look to the teary eyed Vincent that looked blank of emotion before making the door slam shut behind her. The sound was loud and the locks could be heard clicking into place, Vincent's crying now muffled whimpers.

Dahlia moved to sit behind her desk then, gesture with a hand for the wolf to sit down as well. Her eyes looked full of murderous intent but she held it back, lip clearly twitching with restraint.
"I've trusted my brother to you, even against all my maternal and sisterly instinct I trusted you with him. I gave you some of my own life span using black magic, just so my brother could be happy. Now I know you are young and in love and all those glorious things that come with youth, but this...you of all should have known better than to take the last fiber of innocence that boy has."

Her lip was still twitching as a hand coiled into a fist, the woman honestly trying to restrain her want to make Hunter suffer a great plague. But she restrained against it, trying to keep her demeanor firm. She suddenly let out a loud sigh, her body just slumping as she rested an arm on the desk.

"I can't change what has been done and hexxing you could result in a very pissed off Alpha. Before I give my last words on the matter, I have a question. Why my brother, of all the boys, why him and what convinced you that you wanted to be intimate with him?"

Her eyes were red and piercing as she stared him down, her energy feeling high strung as she waited for an answer.

Vincent was sill just sobbing like a child, having pulled his knees up to his chest while waiting. He felt so drained but wanting his wolf by his side again. He needed that boy just as much as Hunter adored and loved him.

He tried to put on a brave face, but he kept quiet and just looked to Dahlia and now did he sense that she was angry with him. He sigh softly at her and averted his eyes away, trying to process what she said and wondered now if he should have even.been intimate with the wolf.

"Because I love him.....I wouldn't have gone all the way if Vincent didn't want me to or if I started hurting him." He said.

He could hear Vincent crying softly outside and he wanted to more than anything to go out there and comfort him, but stayed put to hear Dahlia out.

Dahlia kept her eyes sharp and focused on Hunter in that moment. Red eyes were slowly starting to fade to amber, look even soften as she could see she was starting to put a little doubt in the boy's mind. She had just wanted the truth, to know this boy had earned that last shred of innocent her brother would have had to offer to a loved one. Her look was now much more forgiving, her body lifting itself from her chair and over to Hunter. She could see tho young wolf honestly did care about Vincent, meaning she had no right to separate them.
"I believe you Hunter, now don't start doubting yourself, alright? But I only have a few requests out of all this. No matter how independent and strong Vincent acts he is still fragile, and needs to be shown and reminded of his physical limits. He might get cranky, but he won't be hurt then..."
She looked to smirk then, though her eyes were very much serious at he rsecond set of words.
"Don't leave little love bites in visible areas, let me know when you boys are going to sleep when he stays at your place, and always be safe in ANY intimate situation with him. Oh! And for the love of all that is pure and ugly in this world, please ask for my blessing if you choose to tie the knot in the distant future."

Dahlia's eyes still had a bit of a sinister heir to them before she snapped her fingers and her offi e door swung open again. She gestured that Hunter was free to leave now, but she still looked a bit untrusting of him as she sat back down at her desk.

Vincent popped his head up from his crying, having had his cat Blot currently curled up by his side trying to comfort him. Tear-brimmed emerald eyes looked so worried but almost relieved that Hunter wasn't hurt. At least as far as he could see. Dahlia had brought out his crutches from behind her desk and gave them to him, allowing to stand without magic or the counter. He still looked so worried as his sister said nothing to him before locking. Herself up in her office.
"she's not gonna make you stay away is she? Please tell me no...."