Great, Tru thought to herself as she looked at the handsome man standing in front of her, how do I get myself into messes like these? Today had gone great, well not today, the day that was today before today rewound. It had been perfect. Luc had called and asked her to go out to eat. They went to a nice restaurant down town. At the end he asked her if she would like to go out like they used to. OF course she had said yes, she missed him and hadn't wanted their love to end the first time.

Harrison hadn't been in any trouble {for once} and Lindsey had called to tell her about the new promotion she had just gotten. Every thing had gone great. She went to work and things were slow. Then the body came.

It was a man, 25-32 in age. The I.D he had with him said Fred Barren but everything else was too scratched up to read. He had been in a fight of some kind but that's not what killed him. It was lack of blood, but there weren't any real gashes or cuts on his body. The only odd openings at all were to small puncture wounds on his neck. Like fangs or something. But even a person with two holes in there neck doesn't die from it. The blood would have to drain out for hours and by then he or someone else would notice. What the hell?

"So he got bitten on the neck by something and walked around while blood just poured out of him?" said Tru out loud trying to comprehend the whole thing.

"Oh he didn't walk around. He was right where he was when he got those cuts."

"So he sat there and let the blood drain out of him."

"There was no blood anywhere around him." He said sounding as confused as Tru.

"Okay, what I first said made more sense." She said just starring at him.

"Look I'm guessing that's the victim's family outside." He said. They could both hear loud talking coming from the lobby almost arguing. "I'll go take care of them, I'll tell them....something. Be back in a minuet." He said walking away. The second he was gone she heard a quiet whisper.

"Tru......."

She looked down at the body.

"Help him."

Suddenly the whole world seemed to spin and she back waking up in her bed.

"Not today." she said already getting out of bed and getting dressed. She heard the phone ring in the other room. She already knew who it was, Luc. Calling her to ask her if she wanted to go out to eat then they would be together again. Only that would never happen. It wasn't meant to be something in the back of her mind said. She sighed. As she walked out the door she took out her cell phone and began to dial the morgue.

"Are sure this is the right place?" Tru asked looking at the building in front of her. It was a beautiful looking apartment building. Not the kind of place she would imagine Mr. 'Fred Barren' living in. But then who was she to judge?

"Yeah I'm sure." Came Davis's voice from the other end of the phone. "And Tru, be careful. There is something the whole thing that gives me the creeps."

"Davis you don't even remember the body."

"Yeah, but fang wounds in the side of his neck? Don't you think that sounds a little Dracula." He said.

"Don't worry I'm sure there is a better explanation. I mean a vampire? Come on." She said smiling.

"It's no less believable then a woman that can relive days."

"Thanks. I'm going, talk to you later."

"Bye."

Tru put the cell phone in her pocket. She'd better get this right. She had already missed one of the best days of her life for this. But something still bothered her. The thing the man had said. "Help him." I wasn't himself he meant. Then who was it? Was he supposed to die today? Then who was she supposed to save?

She walked quickly into the building then up the stairs. She was on the second floor. She had her mind else where and she was moving pretty fast which may explain why she ran into the man in front of her. All she knew was that she was looking down for an instant, when she ran into something hard but soft at the same time. She 'bounced' off and landed on the floor. She looked up to see a tall man dressed entirely in black. He had brown hair and very dark eyes, he was handsome, she would definitely give him that. He looked kind of surprised to see her. Well what do you expect you just ran head first into him.

"Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." She said a little absent mindedly.

"No...No it's okay. I should have been watching where I was going." He said help her up.

"I'm sorry again. I have to go." She said running off. Not noticing that he was starring after her and out of a nearby room a tall brunette woman went up to him and pointed after her.

Tru walked slowly toward the ally nearby. What did this guy do anyway? He lived in a nice apartment, expensive looking, and then he spent his entire day running in and out of some of the worst places in L.A. She could have stopped his death easier if she had any idea what-so-ever as to how he died. She followed him everywhere. He was now going into an ally now. She'd have to get out of her car to follow him. Great. She got out of her car rather slowly. And walked quickly after him. She hated this. She wasn't even sure if it was him she was supposed to say.

She turned the corner and quickly walked into the ally. She paused as she looked up. He wasn't there. Where did he go? Suddenly something grabbed her from behind and she was pushed against a nearby wall as a hand covered her mouth. She recognized the person right away, Fred Barrren, the man she had been following. Did he notice her following him? She didn't care right now. All he knew was she was terrified of him. She started struggling. She tried to scream but all that came out was a muffled yell.

"Well...what's a pretty thing like you doing here? You shouldn't be here alone. Maybe I'll stay with you for a while." He said with a smile.

By this point Tru was scared out of her mind. She trued to get away but was stuck. There was no one around to help. H grabbed her waist and she tired to scream again but it didn't work.

From the side someone grabbed him and threw him to the ground. Tru fell to her knees from getting let go so suddenly. She looked up to see a tall man punch a few times and throw him toward the street. He turned around and she recognized him right away.

It was that man from before. In the apartment hallway. What was he doing here? Was he following her? The fact that he just happened to show up in the same place, let alone here of all places, was just too much of a coincidence.

Which brought her back to the present. A good day gone by to end up almost raped in a ally. And who was this guy?

"Are okay?" he asked extending his hand to her once again.

"Well....." she looked down at her knee. Her jeans were ripped at one of the knees and her knee was scratched and bleeding. "My knee's cut but I think I'm okay." She said grabbing his hand letting herself be pulled up. She stumbled a little and almost fell but the man slinked his hands around her waist and pulled her up right. He kept holding her up with his arm around her.

"That guy he didn't hurt you did he?" the man asked with a concerned voice that surprised her.

"No. You pulled him away jus-....wait where did he go?" She said trying to look over her shoulder.

"It's okay he took off he wont be back."

"No! I have to find him!" she said leaving his grasp and stumbling slightly.

"What?! He just tried to-...look if he's your boyfriend I think you might want to get another one."

"He's not my boyfriend." She said a little sharply. Why say that? If she didn't he might just think she was some pathetic girl with an abusive boyfriend she refused to leave. Okay maybe he'd think that. Why say that?

"Then why are you going after him?!?" he said starring at her. Again she noticed how handsome he was. Focus Tru.

"Look I have to help him, or some her knows or....something." she said starting to run off. He went with her right away.

"I don't think you should go after him, he's dangerous."

"Look someone is going to die I can't just let him go."

By this time she had run out into the street and saw him run into a nearby abandoned house. She went toward it and up the steps and was about to go in when she felt someone grip her arm from behind her. It was him again.

"I can't let you go in there. You'll get killed."

"How do you know? Look, just let me go I have to go after him."

"I can't let you." He said now pulling her back. Who did this guy think he was?

"Look you don't understa-.." she didn't get to finish. She heard a scream from inside. The suddenness of it made the man's grip lessen enough for her to get away. She ran into the house. She walked into the first nearby room.

There was 'Fred' being held down by another man with two more standing by. But these other three men.....there was something wrong with them. There faces were...scrunched up, their teeth looked different, and their eyes looked....yellow? The one holding Fred down looked like he was going to bite him. She didn't even have time think about what these people were doing. She started toward 'Fred' but was pulled back by that man again and thrown on the floor behind. He started to fight the others right away. What the hell? Was this a gang thing? Don't think about that get to Fred.

She got up to move toward him but he was dead. She wasn't even that close to him but she could see his skin, it was so pale and she saw those teeth marks in his neck. The one she had seen before. She ran to him anyway.

She could here those others fighting around throwing things at each other. She lifted what was once Fred slightly in her arms. She wasn't sure how she felt. She hated to see people die but this man....what would he have done to her in that ally if she hadn't been saved? She knew he'd done things like that before. Something just told her that. Maybe he deserved to die.

Those words came to her 'Help him.' Maybe she hadn't failed, then who was she supposed to save? She looked up to see only the man from before and one of those with the odd faces left. Where had the other two gone? The tall handsome man was suddenly thrown against a wall, the other grabbed a piece of wood off the nearby floor and was about to, what looked like, shove it into the others chest.

"No!"

She quickly stood up and shoved the man with the 'wood' away right before he hurt the man. After being shoved he stood up quickly and ran off. She looked over to the man against the wall who was starring at her now.

"You saved me........thanks." he said the last part a little awkwardly as if he wasn't sure if it was the right thing to say.

"Yeah." Tru said simply walking back over to the once known as Fred. What was she supposed to do now? Call the police? And tell them what exactly? She wasn't even entirely sure how he died, let alone how she would explain what she was doing here and what happened.

"I'm sorry about your friend.....but I don't think he cared a whole considering what happened befor-..." Tru cut his sentence off.

"He wasn't my friend. I never really meet him. I never heard his voice except in the ally before you saved me, he never even saw me before."

"Then why were you following him?!?" The man behind her said almost angry it seemed like. "Your with Wolfram and Hart aren't you?" He said in an tone of almost realization.

"What? Look I think we should call the police or something." She said never taking her eyes off the body.

"Get out."

"What?" Tru asked a little shocked.

"Go!" She looked over at him. Something told her that he wouldn't hurt her but still why take the chance. She walked out quickly. And went toward her car. She could call the police from a pay phone if she could find one. She left her cell phone at home.

'You saved me.....thanks.'

He must have been the one she was supposed to save. It made sense in a way. If she hadn't been there he might have died, though she wasn't sure about how much damage wood could do.

Something bothered her though. Davis had said that the police had found the body. Wouldn't they have found the body of the man she had been talking to as well? Maybe not. Maybe he died in a hospital or something. After all you can't die without leaving a body.

The man inside the abandon building looked out the window to see the dark beauty walk away. Maybe she wasn't part of Wolfram and Hart after all. She didn't have that look or the personality but then again you can never really be sure can you?

She had been honestly concerned about the dead Fred on the floor behind him. She would have had to not know him to fell sorry for him. There was that look of shock on her face when she saw the vampire's faces. Maybe she hadn't ever seen one before, or maybe she really didn't know what they were.

She was gone now and he had no idea what she was doing here. It could have been important. He looked to the ground next to the body to see something laminated.

An I.D? The young woman must have dropped it. He walked over and picked it up.

It was an I.D but not a normal one. The title on the top said it was a morgue I.D. The picture below showed the same beautiful woman with dark hair and eyes that he had just seen. The name next to it said Tru Davies. Tru......pretty name.

His cell phone in his coat pocket rang.

He picked it up and tried to figure out how to turn it on then finally hit the right button.

"Hello?"

"Took you long enough." Said an English sounding voice from the other end.

"You know I can't use these things."

"How did it go? Did you find it?"

"No. I followed them to where they were going to meet that guy but.....there was this girl. Tru Davies? You ever hear of her?"

"No. Was she human?"

"Yeah, there was something....odd about her though."

"How?"

"I have no idea. I found her I.D, she works at a morgue."

"Well that would put her in a position to get mixed up with blood drinkers wouldn't it?"

"I don't now....she was just....."

"Your breaking up. Angel, come back to the hotel and tell me about it there.

"I'm coming."

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