* I had driven the entire twelve hours straight to Grant County, Idaho. My eyes were gritty from lack of sleep and my beard was scratchy, but we were here. Slade Michaels​ and I had grabbed some coffee and breakfast at a gas station. We sat in the parking lot of the police station, waiting for Sheriff Anderson. Slade had stayed pretty quiet during the travel. The sheriff was due in at eight and it was just ten minutes to eight when I decided to head in. I stretched as I closed the door to my truck and locked it. We walked inside the small station and the front desk officer looked up. * Good morning, how I can help you fellas? * I smiled at her. * We have a meeting with Sheriff Anderson. * She nodded. * He's due in any minute. If you want to have a seat, I'll let him know you're here as soon as he gets here. * We sat down to wait. The station was small, but it ran efficiently. Phone calls were handled quickly - though most seemed to be non-emergency. Maybe they had a separate station for that. Maybe it was just a quiet town. Maybe Jordan had been in a terrible accident. * Sheriff Anderson will see you now. Go on back - it's the office straight ahead. * We thanked her as we headed past her and to the office that had "Sheriff" stenciled across frosted glass. I knocked, heard the reply and stepped inside. The office smelled like fresh brewed coffee and leather. The sheriff turned around. Wolf. He was a shifter. He held his right hand out, his left hand holding a Styrofoam cup of black coffee. * Hi, I'm Sheriff Randy Anderson. You must be Slade Michaels. * I shook my head. * I'm Beck Hadrian, this is Slade Michaels. * He apologized quickly and shook Slade's hand. * Sorry about that. Please, have a seat. * He sat behind his desk and pulled out a manilla envelope, handing it to Slade. * This is all that was left of personal belongings. We do have the bo...the remains downstairs in the morgue. Your vehicle is out back in the impound lot if you would like to see it. We do have pictures from the crime scene if you would like to see those as well. * Slade held the envelope in shaking hands. I waited for him to decide what he wanted to do next. The sheriff and I looked at each other. * Can I get you guys any coffee? * I nodded. * Thank you. * He got up to get the coffee which gave Slade some time to wrap his head around what he held. *


* I had driven the entire twelve hours straight to Grant County, Idaho. My eyes were gritty from lack of sleep and my beard was scratchy, but we were here. Slade Michaels​ and I had grabbed some coffee and breakfast at a gas station. We sat in the parking lot of the police station, waiting for Sheriff Anderson. Slade had stayed pretty quiet during the travel. The sheriff was due in at eight and it was just ten minutes to eight when I decided to head in. I stretched as I closed the door to my truck and locked it. We walked inside the small station and the front desk officer looked up. * Good morning, how I can help you fellas? * I smiled at her. * We have a meeting with Sheriff Anderson. * She nodded. * He's due in any minute. If you want to have a seat, I'll let him know you're here as soon as he gets here. * We sat down to wait. The station was small, but it ran efficiently. Phone calls were handled quickly - though most seemed to be non-emergency. Maybe they had a separate station for that. Maybe it was just a quiet town. Maybe Jordan had been in a terrible accident. * Sheriff Anderson will see you now. Go on back - it's the office straight ahead. * We thanked her as we headed past her and to the office that had "Sheriff" stenciled across frosted glass. I knocked, heard the reply and stepped inside. The office smelled like fresh brewed coffee and leather. The sheriff turned around. Wolf. He was a shifter. He held his right hand out, his left hand holding a Styrofoam cup of black coffee. * Hi, I'm Sheriff Randy Anderson. You must be Slade Michaels. * I shook my head. * I'm Beck Hadrian, this is Slade Michaels. * He apologized quickly and shook Slade's hand. * Sorry about that. Please, have a seat. * He sat behind his desk and pulled out a manilla envelope, handing it to Slade. * This is all that was left of personal belongings. We do have the bo...the remains downstairs in the morgue. Your vehicle is out back in the impound lot if you would like to see it. We do have pictures from the crime scene if you would like to see those as well. * Slade held the envelope in shaking hands. I waited for him to decide what he wanted to do next. The sheriff and I looked at each other. * Can I get you guys any coffee? * I nodded. * Thank you. * He got up to get the coffee which gave Slade some time to wrap his head around what he held. *

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  1. Beck Hadrian (Dark Protectors)October 27, 2017 at 6:49 PM

    * The coroner nodded and moved to the computer. * Looks like we have her identified as case number thirty-two-three. * His fingers tapped across the keys and he pulled up the record. His glasses reflected information. * Definitely a female, small stature. Her neck was snapped prior to anything else. There was no smoke inhalation in the lungs. Which is indicative of her being deceased prior to the fire. * The man turned and made his way over to the wall of trays that pulled out. He slid one out and there was a tiny bag laying in the middle of it. I swallowed back emotion as he gestured for us to come closer. Slade hesitated, but then stepped up. The coroner unzipped the bag and I steeled myself for what I would see. There wasn't much to see, actually. I likened it to the Egyptian mummy's. The body appeared to have curled into itself. I looked away, laying a hand on Slade's shoulder as he gazed upon her. * Identification? * Sheriff Anderson asked. * Dental records are indicative that it is +Jordan McCormick. * Slade stared at the body. I was no good in situations like these. I didn't know what to say. Should I leave? Give him space? Should I stay? I decided to step back just enough so that he knew I was there, but not crowding him. Sheriff Anderson moved to the side with the coroner and they were talking in barely a whisper as I gave Slade some space to do what he needed to do. *

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  2. Slade Michaels (Dark Protectors)October 27, 2017 at 6:50 PM

    * I couldn't deny anymore that she was gone. My fist clenched at my side and tears started to run down my cheeks. I sniffed. * I want to take her home. She was the beta female of the pack. She deserves a proper burial. * The coroner stuttered. * "Um, I can cremate the rest of her remains and have them delivered to you in a weeks time?" * I sniffed and nodded again. * Yeah, that'll be fine. * The male moved to his desk and picked up a clipboard with some paperwork on it. * "I know this isn't the best time and I'm truly sorry for your loss, but I need some paperwork filled out and then if you could choose an urn?" * Beck took the papers. * "I can fill these out, you go ahead and choose an urn." * I followed the coroner to a small room that housed several styles and colors of urns. At this point, I didn't really care, but I went through the motions of looking and thinking what Jordan would want. I found a black urn with an gold intricate wrap around it. She would like this, not too flashy, but black was her favorite color. * This one, she'd like this. * He jotted down the serial number and then asked me to follow him back to the other room. Jordan's body was no longer there, so I could only assume they slid her back into the wall while I was busy in the other room. * "I'm almost finished here." * Beck said as he wrote on the papers. I cleared my throat. * I think I need some fresh air. * The other three male's in the room stared at me, before Beck stepped forward. * "Take a breather, I'll tie up any loose ends here." * I nodded and walked out the door to sulk in private. *

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  3. Beck Hadrian (Dark Protectors)October 27, 2017 at 6:51 PM

    * I finished signing consent for Jordan to be cremated. I also signed for what possessions there were to take. I settled up the cost of the urn and then turned to the sheriff. * The truck? * I scrubbed my beard with my thumb. * Scrap it. I'll take a copy of the report for the insurance company. * Sheriff Anderson nodded. * I'll get that ready for signature. * I shook the coroners hand and followed the sheriff back out. He stopped me. * Listen, I know that this is a hard situation. I wish that it hadn't happened. We'll investigate the accelerant and I'll contact you as soon as we have an answer. * I shook his hand. * We appreciate that. * He nodded. * I'll drive you back to the station. * I thanked him again and when we stepped out of the building, Slade stood up straighter. He was silent as we loaded up inside the sheriffs truck and headed back to the station. I was ready to go home. To see my mate and son. To rest. Then I'd deal with Jordan. Im the meantime, I paid attention to Slade. His control was tenuous at best. I sighed, the death of Jordan weighing heavy on me. *

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