There are Worse Things.
By TheAnomally
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DISCLAIMER: I own nothing of Being Human or all involved with such a great show.
He was tired of being cornered; tired of seeing everyone's tears including his own. His stock in faith of any kind tanked ever since the night he had been attacked in Scotland. Like Annie with her tea routine, George's Star of David was just a routine of his fading past. Mitchell was so strong, and so confident. George could only watch and observe the vampire in order to learn how to be like that. It was time to grow up, it was time to stop being the pup and start to live life at the wolf.
"You shouldn't have gone after Mitchell; because it got my attention." George sneered.
He could feel the animal stirring with in him; the moon had not yet risen, but he needed to say it as himself. The sharp pains came as Herrick continued to tirade about destiny and whatnot. He owned Mitchell this for saving his life back at the café, so in retrospect the pain was not that bad.
Annie, Nina, and Mitchell watched as the werewolf killed and devoured Herrick like he was no more then a milk bone. The ramifications would soon make themselves clear; killing a high ranking vampire would not go unpunished.