Stellan was kneeling with him in the grass, beckoning him and wrapping him up in his arms. Provided strength in his moment of weakness. It occurred to Sig that this was what being mated was about. Relying on one another. Showing vulnerability and mustering through it, getting to the other side. Back to the happy times. Stellan tried to soothe him and then spoke reason. They’d come too far and Stellan knew Lofgren far better than he did. If they ran they’d leave others to slaughter or to the same fate Blue had endured, only with no end in sight. Lofgren was a tyrant. Sig gained control of his breathing, resting his head on Stellan’s shoulder. Listening and letting Stellan lay it out. It was more simple that way and it helped take some of the pressure off Sig. They just needed to get it done.<br/><br/>“I’m going to warn Alaric. He won’t go running to Sieger. If it doesn’t work out, someone should know,” Sig decided. Maybe Blue had changed his mind. Maybe he hadn’t, but it was up for him to decide, and for the two of them to be there for him through all of it. Sig kissed Stellan, showing gratitude in him helping to set him straight again.<br/><br/>“I couldn’t have done any of this without you. Whatever happens, know how much I appreciate you,” Sig told him solemnly. They sat in the grass for a while. Sig needed the air without the movement of the bike. He needed his mate, and they needed to kill a little bit of time.<br/><br/>Once Sig’s momentary meltdown was over they got back on the road and Stellan drove them to Sieger’s pack. Like with Lofgren, Sig had gotten himself under control and went in search of Alaric. He leaned in to whisper to him and the wolf looked to Stellan and took them both back to his little clinic/home.<br/><br/>“I need some supplies. I also need you to show me a few things on the fly. How to execute a decent stitch. Other basic first aid skills.” Sig wasn’t sure what might come in handy later but he wanted to be ready. He told Alaric what he needed and to throw in a basic medical kit. It would have to fit in the compartment of Stellan’s motorcycle. They couldn’t very well walk in with everything. Alaric was suspicious. Sig didn’t want to give away too much.<br/><br/>“Look, you don’t hear from us in the next few days, you need to get you and your own out of the area. Don’t tell Sieger prematurely. That could ruin what we’ve got going, you understand?” Sig held Alaric’s expression. The wolf probably thought it was Eivind making a stand. He returned the gaze and then got Sig everything he needed. Handed things over to Stellan and regarded him as well.<br/><br/>“You call me if you need anything. Won’t take me long to get there.”<br/><br/>All that was left to do from there was head back to the cabin and wait. Blue and Eivind would have their last few moments of bliss and when he returned, when Eivind went off to work, they’d sit Blue down and let him know the chess board was set.