This is my first shot at a Being Human fic, hope you like it, reviews always appreciated.
Disclaimer: Being human is the property of the BBC, I'm just borrowing them.
Walking into the bar, her small bag slung over her shoulder, Susanna scanned the room briefly,
"Another Friday night, another meat market", she thought sarcastically, "What I wouldn't give to see inside one of the old ale houses", her own voice in her head told her, as she made her way to the bar and propped herself up on a stool,
"Can I help you love?", the barman asked,
"Just a mineral water please", she said handing over the money,
"Starting the night off slowly? Best bet for a nice young girl like you", the barman said, handing her the drink,
"Thanks", she said politely, "You have no idea", she thought as she turned around on the stool, looking over the bar as she sipped her drink.
She groaned inwardly as she glanced around the room,
"In my day a man could handle his drink, now a couple of pints and they act like Neanderthals, oh well I suppose that is 400 years of progress".
She shook her head, smiling to herself as she drained her glass, turning back around gesturing to the barman to refill her glass. As she watched the water filling the glass, she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, turning around she saw a group of people enter the bar, two women and two men, and take a table in the corner of the room. She smiled to herself and sipped her drink as one of the men, the younger of the two, wearing glasses, walked to the bar, ordered a round of drinks and walked with them back to the table.
"Well, this could be interesting", Susanna thought to herself, "Maybe this will turn out to be a half descent night after all".
***
Mitchell drained his glass,
"My round", he said as he got up and walked towards the bar. It felt good to be out of the house, being so close to a full moon, George and Nina were starting to get restless, so the four of them had decided to go for a drink in one of the bars in town. Mitchell approached the bar and ordered his drinks, as he stood waiting he heard a woman raising her voice,
"Oh just get lost", the woman said angrily, pushing a rather drunk man away from her,
"Oh come on darling, just one little kiss, make an old man happy", he slurred,
"Are you thick as well as ugly?" she hissed, "I said no, now leave me the hell alone".
The man lurched forward, before he had really even thought about, Mitchell stepped in, pushing the man backwards,
"Didn't you hear the lady? She told you to piss off", he said confidently,
"What's it to you, you bloody Mick?", the man slurred back, "What're you gonna do about it?",
"Oh you really shouldn't ask that", Mitchell snarled bringing his face close to the other man, "Men like you make me sick, barely an excuse for a man at all, hardly worth the bother", he continued, as his eyes turned jet black,
"Fucking hell", the drunken man howled, as he unsteadily pushed his way out of the bar.
Mitchell ran a hand through his hair as he turned back to the woman he had stepped in to help. He studied her for a second or two. She was dark haired and pale skinned, like himself, although her hair was very long, falling well past her shoulders, her eyes were dark, but with a flash through them that he couldn't quite identify, her clothing was also dark, sort of gothic in style. She smiled at him, a bright and friendly smile, she looked young, but her eyes seemed to show something more,
"Thanks", she said lightly, "You don't get many knights in shining armour around here anymore", she said laughing,
"Your welcome", he said, "I'm Mitchell", he continued,
"Susanna", she said holding out her hand, which Mitchell grasped and shook "I must say I was a bit surprised, I mean, I'd hardly expect a vampire to leap to my aid, wonders never cease".
Mitchell let go of her hand, scanning her face. She slipped off her stool and whispered into his ear intimately,
"It's easy really, I can always tell when I'm near other supernaturals", she stepped back, looking straight into his eyes,
"You're a witch", Mitchell said, almost surprised,
"Yep, she said off handedly, "He's lucky you turned up, I was about two seconds off turning him into a toad", she said and winked.
Mitchell laughed; he was starting to like this woman,
"You're on your own?", he asked, Susanna nodded, "You're more thank welcome to join me and my friends",
"Yeah sure why not?", Susanna replied and order another glass of mineral water,
"Just water? In a place like this, brave move", Mitchell said sarcastically,
"Well after spending most of my formative years drinking nothing but small ale, even after a couple of hundred years, drinking water is quite a luxury",
She joked as she followed Mitchell to the table and sat down, after being introduced to George, Nina and Annie, who were quite happy to welcome another supernatural to the table.