Okay, so to start ! You are all absolutely brilliant. I was a bit stressed at the thought of writing about True Blood because this show is just awesome. I also wanted to be able to integrate characters with a story as well as stick to the best with the personalities of the characters in the series. I read the books but I have a preference with the series. Obviously, Alexander Skarsgard is a real eye candy. Anyway, I found it really unfair that Godric had no right to his redemption. At least, without dying. Then, I really want to thank all those who commented and add this story to their favorites. I want to remind you that I am not English so yes, there will certainly be errors of grammar and turns of phrases. I am French in fact and I try at best to use my few notions to make this story as pleasant as possible. Anyway, maybe I should stop talking now and let you enjoy this story. Ps: Last warning, the plot, the dialogues and the characters don't belong to me. They're all belong to Alan Ball and Charleine Harris.
I thought he could possibly have a friend and maybe even more in his world of loneliness. Maybe this time, his choices will be different.
Johnson did not know how his work could be extended to that. If ever had told him that he would end up taking charge of a teenage girl when he was integrated into the police forces he would probably have laughed off. Only now that he was again in front of this cell with the brunette elongated without care in the world on her bench, he could no longer deny.
If he was honest with himself, he knew from the first that he had met her that she would be a large part of his life. With her large doe eyes and her fascinated expression, she had captured him at the end of her little finger.
True, she was no longer this adorably naive and innocent little girl but now she had other way to make him bend.
As at this moment.
'' I would stay two months away from the station if you let me go out with a simple warning. '' She traded more in boredom than in real interest. '' Okay, three but this is my last offer. ''
Johnson raised his eyes to the ceiling to her sarcastic mind before he quickly pulled the key out of the cell in his back pocket.
This seemed to attract the attention of the brunette as she straightened up by narrowing her sparkling brown eyes almost black on him in distrust.
He opened the heavy metal door with a loud squeak before standing in wait for her exit. "I close this door in 3... 2..."
"Okay, okay, god, who put your panties in such a twist." The brunette quickly ran past him with a sigh before she raised her arms over her head while making a show to stretch. '' Hm, you know these benches are really uncomfortable. ''
Johnson just ignored her as he turned around before starting to walk in the direction of the exit forcing Dan to follow him.
She stared strangely silent, forcing Johnson to look suspiciously over his shoulder just to see her look at her shoes with a deep frown.
He struggled against himself to ask a question since he knew he would get no response and went back into the center of the station.
The newcomers taking the change of the day were already in place bringing a little respite for Johnson since they were not yet aware of what had transpired that night. Obviously, Dan's presence behind him still attracted the attention of his colleagues but he merely greet those they met before walking straight for his office.
He settled back into his uncomfortable chair with an exhausted grunt and motioned to Dan to sit in the chair in front of him.
"I prefer to remain standing." It was the simple answer of the brunette breathing a new sigh of Johnson.
He waved his hands in front of him in abandonment and opened Dan's file again to add a new charges against her.
Obviously, they were just adding.
However, the tense silence was soon interrupted by Jerry as the latter walked towards the duo with a steaming cup of coffee in each of his hands.
"Midget." He recognized with a familiar smile at the familiar sight of the troubled brunette before placing one of the mugs in Johnson's destination simply to hold a sneer as Dan leaned forward for take it.
Johnson did not even have time to reach it as Dan already had the ledge against her lips giving innocent looks to the two Detectives in front of her. "What?"
Jerry took a sip of his own coffee in the fun at Johnson's annoyed sight before giving a glance at his friend. He could see how much the little brunette exasperated his colleague and again it was difficult for them to stay away. He had to admit that even if he had not understood the interest of his colleague at first, he had learned to appreciate the lively spirit and the sarcastic returns of the brunette.
Obviously he was not as quick to endanger his career as Johnson, but he would do everything he could to protect her.
"Well Doris is going to be happy." Jerry commented in memory of the brunette's host family simply to receive a dark look from the latter.
Dan stopped halfway in her new sip to look at Jerry coldly before giving a glance at Johnson in disbelief. "You called her ?"
'' I didn't have to. '' Immediately defended Johnson, folding his arms on his desk to give her a flatly annoyed look. '' When Scarlett did not see you in the cafe, she called Doris and Doris called me. At least you've managed to build a good network between us. "
Dan let out a sarcastic grunt by putting her half-drunk cup on the edge of the desk before sliding into the chair as she crossed her ankles on top of the desk and the many other Johnson files.
''Yeah, I know. Great personality and all that. "Sarkly commented the brunette with a roll of her eyes causing a little more Johnson in his entrenchments.
The latter clenched his jaw in exhaustion before giving a strong tug on her feet making her almost fall into the process.
Fortunately, she narrowly caught herself on the arm of the chair before shooting Detective's eyes."Ow, dude!"
Jerry left a new sniff at the display taking advantage of the fact that his colleague had just been called dude before raising his hands in false surrender at the sight of Johnson's luster.
"You know you were lucky this time ?" Johnson chuckled coldly in a tone of reprimand calling the attention of the brunette as she raised an eyebrow as a sign of questioning. "They did not wear Complaint against you. ''
This had the expected effect on the brunette as she stiffened almost instantaneously in her seat before giving an alarmed looks between the two Detectives in the hope that they were playing some kind of bad jokes about her.
However, they remained totally marble causing Dan to readjust herself in her chair by turning all her attention on Johnson.
She tried to compose her anxious expression again in a mask of sarcasm and raised an eyebrow."Yeah, I'm really lucky. This is definitely my middle name. ''
This time, the two men did not say anything knowing that her sarcasm was a circumstance. Luck was not really the proper word to qualify Dan. Especially if one looked into her past.
Her mother committing suicide before her ten years ? Done.
Her father being assassinated in an alley three months later ? Done.
Then her grandmother a year later ? Done.
After that, she could not really remember the number of foster homes she had visited. The only thing she could call luck was Johnson. And again, she was doing a hard job to send him away.
A work in vain obviously.
Anyway, Johnson's movement soon pulled her out of her thoughts and Dan looked up just to see the man in question standing up.
"Come on. I'll take you home. "
This time she made no sarcastic comment as she got up to follow him. She kept her head bowed with a deep frown engraved on her porcelain face. She assumed she had the answer to her questions. She was finally going to die at nightfall.
She did not really know what to think about this information. Was she afraid ? No. Maybe it was a sign of denial. Or it was the result of a common life with death.
After all, she had had her lot of body during her short life.
However, now that she knew that death would finally come to her, she was not certain to bring much thought this time.
Did she want to continue living ? Certainly.
However, she could not do much against vampires. In fact, she had never encountered vampires until now and that had been fine with her. She obviously had no prejudice about them, let alone fear. No, if she was something, she was totally neutral. Unlike the general population, she had absolutely no opinion about the great revelation. She had much more important concerns. Like robbing homes and trying to stay under the bushel of Johnson. Obviously the latter was not really a great success.
Johnson did not really know what to think about the silence of the brunette. Obviously, she was never very talkative but her attitude so strangely calm did not correspond to her. He glanced at her through his rear-view mirror and frowned as he watched her pensively through the rear seat window.
Her arms crossed on her chest and her expression hard and closed were familiar to him. So that was how he knew that something was definitely not going to happen. She was like that only when she had a lot on her mind. Or when she thought back to her childhood. What to be honest, was never a good thing.
He strove to concentrate on driving as he soon entered the familiar neighborhood of the brunette before stopping flexibly in front of a large two-storey house. A white fence surrounded the house with a small verdant courtyard just in front. An image that Johson knew endlessly irritated the brunette in the back of his car.
Finally, the opening of the door brought him out of his observation and he hastened to do the same just to see Dan open the small white door.
"Dan-dan!" A childish, familiar voice in Johnson's eyes made him smile in spite of himself at the sight as a nine-year-old boy rushed at the big brunette.
The relationship of this two always surprised him and even more when he saw the brunette squeeze back the little boy. It seems that Max had been the only one to pierce this huge carapace well built.
Johnson liked to think that he had also managed to draw a small gap but it was always difficult to say with her.
Obviously, he was not the only one of this little show as Dan finally detached herself from the little boy simply to raise her head. Her position stiffened somewhat and Johnson focused his attention at the front of the house just to catch a glimpse of Doris and Carl on the porch. They wore similar expressions of disappointment and Johnson was seriously beginning to fear the moment they would decide it was too much.
He was the only one who found this family for Dan. Throughout her years, the brunette had also gained a reputation in the placement system. Even her guardian had given up.
Making eye contact with Carl, Johnson slammed the car door closed before taking a step forward along with the couple.
Dan decided to take this opportunity to overtake the couple without a word leaving Doris to look at her with a look of pain written on her face as Johnson followed the back of the brunette with a heavy sigh.
'' What was it this time ? '' Carl asked with lassitude making Johnson grimace inside.
He was not sure that explaining the whole situation would make things right. Especially if he declared the implication of the vampires.
During the last two years he had come to realize that the majority of the population did not respond very well to the evocation of the other species.
Not to mention that Carl and Doris were a fairly believing couple. Another constraint that Dan despised.
Johnson turned his attention to the couple noticing Doris's deeply anxious expression before turning to Carl. "Breaking into and stealing from a house in the beautiful neighborhoods. The owner did not file a complaint. ''
What they did not know was not going to kill them.
"How many times you're going to have to get her out before she's locked up." Carl said dryly in the frustration instantly harvesting an outrageous look from Doris.
'' Carl! '' Greed the latter with wide eyes before turning to Johnson. '' I'm sorry. We're really grateful for what you're doing for her. "
Johnson smirked in the direction of the woman knowing full well that Carl was right before giving them both a nod in his way back to his car.
Since Johnson had brought her back early, Dan had to go to high school but that wasn't exactly what happened. She had obviously begun to go to high school but had strangely ended up walking further than the big school. So far she was now in the heart of Dallas.
Most of the passers-by crowded her in all directions, not really giving her time to think to find her way or even what to do afterwards. She quickly took a step to avoid being rushed by a businessman rushing in her path and shook her head on the back of the man in boredom to his coarseness. Well, she had to regain control over herself.
She was not dead yet, was she ?
She gave a look at herself to this thought and pinched her arm for a moment just to whistle in the slight pain.
Yeah, definitely alive.
To begin with, she had to get an idea of how long she was here. She found herself instinctively bringing her watch to the height of her eyes simply to realize that she had walked throughout the morning and most of the afternoon. Well, she began her change at Scarlett in about an hour. Okay, that was done. Now she had to find herself.
She glanced around just to realize she was in the good old business district. Hell, she would have to take the bus.
She held a grunt growled at this thought and grabbed the strap of her backpack on her shoulder before rushing through the pressed pedestrians. She probably avoided more businessmen on her way than strained and stupid students throughout a whole week during her high school hours. And she could not be more relieved when she finally found a bus stop nearby. Her feet were already hurting her like hell and she did not even start working. Which meant that this night was going to be a disaster.
Well, if she survived at night what is.
After her little blind walk, Dan had come to the conclusion that she did not want to die. However, she would accept with dignity the fate reserved for her.
That is, she would willingly surrender to the vampire, but she would definitely give him no pleasure in her murder. If she believed the Goth children of her high school, the vampires loved to scare their victims. This made the blood more appetizing or that was what they were saying.
In short, she was not really interested.
For all she knew, she was perhaps worried about nothing. After all, why a probably centenarian vampire would waste his time with her. But still, she had penetrated home underscoring their inefficiency to keep themselves safe.
Oh god, it was better that she just stopped thinking. She had never given a single thought to the vampires before and now the leeches had crossed her mind more than she could count during the last half hour.
She pulled her bag off her shoulder to install it between her thighs once she found a free seat on the bus and quickly opened the front pocket. She pulled out a pair of familiar white earphones and looked for her phone in the front pocket of her skinny jeans. It was a choice and an obligation. The jeans had lived more than anyone else and wear was visible. But she did not care much about her pace. She had always been a tomboy and only her long brown curls and soft and feminine features demonstrated her kind. She pushed the two earphones into her ears after choosing a song she was certain would remove all the harmful thoughts before pressing her forehead against the cold glass.
Finally, after thirty minutes of bus traveling in the center of the city, Dan began to recognize her surroundings. She immediately removed her earphones from her ears and put them away before getting up in the bus lane.
She threw the strap of her backpack on her shoulder before walking to the front of the bus to exit at the next stop. She quickly descended the few steps of the bus noticing the slight change of air around her and looked up at the red, orange sky. The night would soon take over and she still had about ten minutes of walking to the coffe.
Well, let's hope she would be alive until then. She would feel really bad if she forced Scarlett found her body.
The woman was in the fifties and had the annoying habit of swearing like a sailor. She also had a dress style that would compete with any biker. Knowing that this woman was the only one to have raised Johnson was just one more.
Honestly, Dan had been more than surprised when Johnson had forced her to take the position here. He told her he had to move his hands and feet to get her the place when in truth, Scarlett would do anything for him. The dynamics between the two were almost as unlikely as the one they had.
It turned out that Scarlett would not have to find her body, since she soon found herself in front of the familiar cafe.
She readjusted the strap of her bag by preparing for the long hours of work ahead before finally entering the establishment.
The bell announcing the customers followed her entrance and the little waitress pixie of day immediately raised the head on alert. Obviously, her gaze instantly diminished to Dan's gratitude and she immediately walked directly to the back room.
The hustle and bustle of the customers was instantly cut as soon as she closed the lockers door behind her and Dan let herself take a deep breath before heading to her locker. She pulled out her famous black hooded jacket revealing a simple white t-shirt with round collar she hated before tying the ends of her apron behind her back.
She used to feel much more comfortable in her complete black suit but Scarlett had fiercely insisted on dress politics by making a witty remark that one of her waitresses could not resemble A black sheep.
Dan just had to roll her eyes at the time before leaving a loud grunt between her lips. And that was a year and a half ago now. She shook her head at the cursing thought to be suddenly as nostalgic before blaming it on the damned vampires.
She pulled an elastic from her wrist as she made her way back into the partially-populated customer's room and tied her long curls down to her loins in a high ponytail.
"Hey, Daniella!" Hello a high-pitched voice making the brunette roll her eyes again.
"Mandy." Recognized Dan between her already exhausted teeth with the other waitress sharing her schedule.
Mandy always called her Daniella, which had the gift of irritating her in the highest degree, but she had never bothered to correct her. According to the blonde girl completely silly, "Dan" was too masculine so she had decided to call her by a more feminine name even if that was not how she was called.
Honestly, the only thing that prevented Dan from sticking her fist into the straight and perfect teeth of Miss. Perfect was Scarlett. Even if she preferred to pass as an ungrateful, disrespectful and selfish person, Dan knew how to recognize the good that was being done to her.
She showed it very little or not at all but sometimes she happened to be civil with certain people. And it happened that Scarlett was part of this very short list.
Dan quickly made her way into the client's room and walked straight to the coffeepot in a professional act. Time to serve customers.
"Another recharge ?" Dan asked for the fiftieth time tonight with the most fake smile imaginable plated on her lips.
The man shook his head vigorously with this usual crawling smile and glared more than necessary at her non-existent cleavage as she poured the coffee into his empty cup. "Of course, pretty."
Dan refrained from rolling her eyes openly in disgust pure and hard before returning quickly to the crate simply to make a sudden pause at the sight of Mandy currently held by a small group of jock. One of them had his arm around her hips as she struggled to get out without making a scene.
Too bad Dan was not so discreet.
"Hey! Let her go ! "She cried, walking actively to the group alerting most of the other guests as she passed.
"Dan, that's... uh, that's fine.'' Mandy stammered, giving her an alarmed look since she knew enough of the brunette's temperament to know that it would probably not end well.
"Yeah, it's all right." Stunnedly chuckled the boy obviously not seeing Mandy's agitated gaze darting between him and Dan.
As expected, the rest of his silly little followers laughed with the big brute forcing Dan to clench her fists in anticipation.
"I don't like to repeat myself." Cool warning of Dan making Mandy widen her eyes as she began to fight against the boy's tight grip.'' Let. Her. Go. ''
Noticing the challenge in Dan's voice, the idiot dropped Mandy dryly before getting up slowly in a meager attempt to intimidate Dan. Too bad for him, the brunette was used to more than that. "And what is a shanks like you going to do ?"
The sound of a rifle being armed suddenly pops up behind her forcing the entire teenage group to retreat into apprehension as Dan left a slight smirk at the familiar voice of Scarlett.''Her ? Nothing. Me on the other hand, I will perforate this smile of your face if you and your friends don't leave my establishment in the three minutes that follow.''
Obviously as expected, the rest of his little friends instantly rose in fear and Dan simply crossed her arms on her chest as they fled at full speed without even waiting for their so-called leader.
'' 1... 2... ''
"Okay, okay!"Mocked dryly the big idiot at Scarlett's countdown before overtaking me like a fury.
Dan sniffed disdainfully at the display of cowardice before shaking her head. '' Morons. ''
"Now, kiddo. Don't be rude with our livelihood. "Scarlett's familiar voice again sighed a new smile on the face of the brunette as she gave her a look over her shoulder." Come on, come back to work!"
Dan shook her head again with slight amusement this time and returned to the counter as if nothing had happened. She quickly scanned the room to see the reaction of the customers and was not surprised to see them resume their careers without worry.
If they had been to another area it could have been strange but the Scarlett Cafe was not really the best location. Plus, most customers knew it was better not to mess with the women.
''Heard you had done yours tonight.'' Intervened Scarlett by laying her rifle on top of the counter as if she did not hold a deadly weapon in her hands before raising an eyebrow in the direction of the brunette that she had learned to care. "Do you want to talk about it?"
Dan gave an indifferent sniff this time and gave a flatly disinterested look at the dirty blonde woman in front of her. "I burgled a house and got caught. Then I spent my night in the cell and broke Mercer's nose again. What else is there to say ? "
"You still broke the poor guy's nose ?" Exclaimed Scarlett, who was accustomed to the brunette's face before giving up a hoarse laugh. "Almost as painful for his ego as a kick in the balls."
Dan laughed heartily this time and left a hint of weight falling from her shoulders. There was only Scarlett who could provoke this kind of reaction from her.
"Okay, kiddo, think you can handle the rest of the night without looking for an another fight ?" Asked Scarlett mortally seriously since she knew it was really likely to happen again.
Dan hummed in response while looking for some blonde waitress before rolling her eyes."I told you she'd come back biting us in the ass. She's ten times too pretty and naive for this job. ''
"Look, Dan, you might think you're worried." Mocked Scarlett in a playful voice instantly catches a bored look at the brunette.
The latter blew a puff before moving away in annoyance. Given that the restlessness was on the downside, Dan gave herself a slight pause by pressing her elbows on the top of the counter looking pensively at the clock over the kitchen entrance.
A quarter to eleven.
She had survived the greater part of the night and no one had yet come to complete her short and miserable existence. Maybe she was finally right, they would not bother with her.
And that was what she was thinking for the next couple of weeks. Every day, she would go to high school and then to coffee as usual and nothing ordinary would happen.
During the third week, the event at the station was already forgotten for her and she had fully resumed the course of her boring life.
So it was no surprise and definitely no vampire on her mind that she awoke to the agreement of the repetitive ringing of her awakening. She let out a growl by sending the aircraft stolen on the ground in hopes of breaking it once and for all before pulling her blanket over her face as it just seemed to keep going.
She stayed a good five more minutes under her quilt before she had had enough. She brusquely pulled off the piece of cover in a dry gesture before getting out of bed obviously on the wrong feet. She struck with all her might the awakening before snatching the piles with an exasperated grunt. She let it fall on the floor once it was made before stretching with a yawn. Several cracking could be heard as she blew her knuckles one by one before walking into her bathroom.
The bird's nest in her hair was the first thing she saw facing her mirror and then the big pimple right on her forehead.
Awesome ! Now she should use makeup.
Not that she really cared about her appearance but she just preferred when she had her smooth complexion and devoid of imperfection.
She quickly dealt with the small inconvenience of the morning before changing into a comfortable and comfortable outfit for the day. She donned her old black jeans with a large gray V-neck t-shirt and a black hoodie.
After donning a pair of high black converse, she grabbed a leather jacket on her way before hitting the stairs four to four to land in silence in the war zone. The once cheerful and lively conversation fell into a tense silence as she entered and Dan merely retrieved a bowl from the closet before sitting down at table with a bundle of cereal in the other hand.
After her last visit to the station, Doris and Carl had not been particularly tender with her and Dan was well aware that it was better to be small for now.
However, it was much harder for her when Max decided to be curious. '' Why does Dan-Dan not say the blessing before eating ? ''
This visibly stopped the whole trio in their actions and Dan stopped halfway with her spoon hovering from her mouth just to meet the severe looks of Carl and Doris as Max looked between the three adults waiting.
Obviously it was typical of Johnson to put her in a believing family as she was purely atheist.
However, she had to admit that the couple had been more than flexible with her. She was not to practice their religion and in exchange, she had to stay out of trouble.
True, this was not really a fair deal since Dan seemed everything but out of trouble for now.
She finally put her spoon back in her bowl before giving glances between the couple and the little boy, uncertain.
Seeing that she was not ready to give a certain explanation, Doris took the problem in hand as she turned to her son. "Baby, remember when Mother explained to you that not everyone shared the belief Of christ ? ''
"But he does exist." Immediately defended the little boy with a slight frown between his mother and Dan. "I prayed for my red fire truck the other day and Dad bought it from me. "
This time Dan could not help but let go a little nervous laugh as Doris immediately reprimanded Max, unlike Carl, who gave a warning look at the brunette on the other end of the table.
"Honey, you know you don't have to pray for such things." Doris recalled with a maternal expression. "You are supposed to pray for good in the world, peace and-''
"I'm going to be late." Suddenly intervened Dan visibly tired of hearing this kind of bullshit.
She did not want to insult Carl and Doris but it was simply inconceivable for her. Hell, the vampires had come out of the brothel ! And to the contrary, none of them had claimed to have seen a little Jesus. Though I doubted there were even such old vampires.
Were they really eternal ?
Argh, now she was thinking about the vampires again.
She finally shook her head by taking her bowl still full and placed it in the sink before rushing to leave the family happy behind her. She had never really known this perfect scheme. In fact, she was about the age of Max when she found herself wading through her mother's own blood. She really could not remember this incident well but apparently it was what was written in her file at the station.
Yeah she had stolen her file one day to read it. She was bored and Johnson was out of the station for a business outside his own.
Obviously, Jerry had taken it upon himself to watch her without warning his partner of her presence since he knew that Johnson would not fully concentrate if he knew that she still had problems.
Anyway, she quickly crossed the aisle of the house wincing at the sight of stereotyped white barriers before going out quickly on the streets of her neighborhood. She preferred to do something other than going to hell in high school, but she knew she had to do it for Johnson.
In reality, she was not so silly as everyone thought. She had a respectable GPA of 4.0 and most of her plans worked quite well. This was enough to open her the doors of a good university. Only, it was if they did not do a search in her past.
Anyway, that was why she needed money. She had plans. Heaps actually. Contrary to what people could think, Dan had dreams and aspirations. She was simply too pragmatic to be fooled by a false sense of confidence.
She knew the statistics for children of her kind. Those with traumatic experiences. Either they ended up in mental institutes, penitentiaries or even dead. Now she had been very close to two of them in the last few weeks.
She did not delude herself, Johnson could pull strings but one day, it will have to stop. She will be of age in less than six months. She needed a backup plan. In other words, a way out of Dallas before it would take away Johnson and all those around her in her downfall.
She would rather sink alone than inflict her karma on others in the process. She was perhaps selfish and frigid most of the time but she was like any human being. She had feelings. She was simply better to hide them.
A sigh escaped her as she finally noticed the large school building and her gaze instantly found the many stereotyped cliques. She scanned her surroundings for a moment in silence before taking a step forward.
Johnson did not really know what to think. On one hand, he was relieved not to have heard from Dan in the last few weeks but with the last cases they had received, he could not help but worry about her.
The Fellowship of the Sun.
A large church against the Vampires apparently. Led by Steve Newlin.
Personally, Johnson was atheist and he cared no less about the church. Jerry, on the other hand, was a pious believer and yet, even he knew how fascinated this community was.
Now, people might wonder what Dan was about ? Well, it was very simple, she had robbed a whole vampire nest. And the sheriff on top of that. Now he knew the chances that a leak in their ranks was thin but he did not really want this community to take any interest in his protégée.
"You're thinking of her, aren't you ?" Jerry suddenly asked for new surveillance photos urging Johnson's attention.
The latter took pictures showing the community in action with a heavy sigh before looking up at his partner. "Scarlett told me that she was doing well at the cafe. But we have not seen her for three weeks. ''
"That's not the point ?" Jerry sneered as he sat in the chair in front of the honey brown with a teasing smile. "You're bored without her."
"That's ridiculous." Johnson grunted, raising his eyes to the sky before adjusting to his worn seat."I'd rather have an eye on what she's doing. Who knows what she might be preparing. "
Jerry shook his head again visibly amused by his partner's attachment to this teenager before he picked up one of the shots he had taken during his spinning. "Do you think we should be worried?"
"Any extremist movement deserves to be monitored. It doesn't matter what they're fighting for."Johnson said seriously as he contemplated one of the photos with a frown.
"Seriously ?" Doubted Jerry with an arched eyebrow forcing Johnson to give him a relatively confused look before leaning against his chair with a grunt at his colleague's bitter statement."C'mon man, vampires? You saw what this woman did to Mercer. They don't really tweak. ''
Johnson instantly clenched his jaw in disbelief before shooting Jerry's glance. "That's probably the biggest shit I heard you say. I remind you that Mercer was attacking Dan. And if you remember, they did not go after her as we were so quick to think. ''
Dan was still wondering what she was doing here. She was truly surrounded by imbeciles. And it would seem that high school was the best place for that. She was currently on one of the many picnic tables with an old history manual to look after. She was not really a great reader but she loved to know these facts.
Facts and statistics were what really made her days. She just liked being able to stick facts into her arguments. Looking at people when they realized she was not just a sarcastic little bitch was just priceless.
She chewed on a raw carrot since she was a pure vegetarian and looked at the miserable view not far from her. A typical case of high school but still so indignant. She knew that most students were content to watch the scene share between laughter and pity but the result remained the same.
The poor boy was martyred and no one raised a finger.
Dan shook her head with a grimace as she watched one of the so-called popular boys spit into the poor kid's breakfast before he forced him to eat. Obviously, the boy was setting up a certain fight but it was only a matter of time before he would fold. He was barely heavier than Dan and the jock was obviously part of the high school wrestling team. At least that was what his bomber showed.
Clearly tired of the scene, Dan closed her textbook on her reading about Switzerland's involvement with the Germans during the Second World War before she got up from her table. She slowly put away her things by taking her time before grabbing her green apple. She gave a look of envy on the latter before shaking her head as she raised her arm holding it before throwing it with all her strength to the back of the skull of the great brute. The sound of the impact was enough to alert all the attention to her and she soon encountered a pair of eyes throwing lightning in her direction.
"Who the hell did that ?" Backed the brainless idiot clenching his fists already preparing for a fight while the poor kid stood with wide eyes in the direction of Dan.
He had seen her watch the whole altercation and he thought she was just going to look at nothing since she was known for her impassivity but it seems that he was mistaken.
'' Me.'' Intervened Dan, waving her hand in a mock salute, urging the attention of the great as well as his little minions.
Why do idiots always need followers ?
"How did you call me ?" Explained the tall brown disdainfully dropping the poor kid before taking a long stride toward Dan making her fully realized what she had done.
So she had thought out loud. Well, it was not the first time that her big mouth led to more problems than she already was.
Dan shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly this time and raised her head since the big brute overtaken her by several heads. "An idiot. You know, a person whose intellectual faculties are very diminished. But in your case, I'd rather dumbass, dickhead, assholes and I could go on for a long time. ''
The attention was fully on them now and the laughter soon came to be heard at each of Dan's confident insults causing the tall brown to strain into pure rage and humiliation. Dan, strangely, remained of marble in front of the anger clearly visible on the face of the brown.
She crossed her arms on her chest waiting for a good return or even a blow but he just sat there.
'' You'll pay for this ! '' He growled before finally turning his heels with his small group leaving Dan to look after them with a pure disbelief.
An incredulity that seemed to be shared by all the students around. Well, except for one of them.
Clearly not impressed in the slightest, Dan looked up to heaven before retrieving her bag and turned around with the intention to do away with this already endless day.
However, it was not counting on the still distinctly masculine voice calling after the brunette.'' Hey! Hey, wait! Waits !''
Dan paused a moment in her tracks before turning around just to raise an eyebrow at the sight of the poor kid struggling to reach her.
God, why had she had to meddle with his fate ? Now he was probably going to want to thank her or something.
"It was stupid to do that."
Whoa! So much for the apology.
"Excuse me ?" Dan exclaimed visibly surprised and slightly annoyed by the audacity of the offspring.
"You really don't know who you got nervous." The boy said, finally stopping at her height, letting Dan take a better look at him.
He was small. Smaller than her. A bone structure that seemed barely wearing it and a cut with a stripe on the typical side of the good family boy. He wore a cardigan with a white shirt underneath and trousers of fabrics. Now that she was looking at him, he looked more like a little believer going to a Sunday service rather than a high school.
Dan shook her head, stopping on his bony face, angular and was surprised to see a pair of eyes the deepest blue she had ever seen. It looks like the clear, translucent water of a lagoon was gathered in his eyes.
She did not particularly care about male physical attractions. Probably because of her sexual orientation or rather her lack of. Dan had learned by growing up that she was just destitute of any attraction for anyone. Asexual. That was what people called it today.
Anyway, she quickly came out of her trance to give a flatly impassive look at the boy. "I can protect myself."
'' No. '' Insisted the brown retaining the brunette of leaving forcing Dan to throw an annoyed look as he grabbed her arm easily intimidating him. '' Sorry. But you must listen to me. Alric and I are in the same community. ''
Church boy. Of course.
"And that's supposed to impress me because ?" Repeated Dan with an eyebrow raised with a little interest.
In the biggest surprise of Dan, the boy gave a little frustrated growl before he shook his hands in agitation. '' Because it's not your typical community. There's a reason he did not look for a fight. "
Honestly, Dan did not understand a word of what he was saying and the cryptic conversations had never been her forte. No, Dan preferred when things were openly said. And in this case, she was just getting tired of the boy.
"Listen, I guess that's what I get to help someone. So just thank me and go get it ! "Dan said as she raised her hand in order to keep him away only he narrowed his gaze on her in frustration.
''You don't understand.''
"And I don't want to." It was Dan's short, clear answer before she turned quickly.
Dan still could not believe it was what she was getting to help someone. After leaving the boy in the middle of the complex, she realized he was more than a poor kid. In fact, he had followed her throughout the rest of the afternoon and those even in the classes they did not have together.
To add to this, she had discovered that this guy, Alric shared several classes with her. So she had not only to treat the annoying boy but his black and threatening looks too. So saying that she was relieved to have attained the comfort of coffee had been a euphemism for her. She was now standing behind the counter, watching carefully the necklace she had stolen for weeks instead. She did not really know why she had kept it from all the things she had taken but it had just stuck with her.
It was a simple object with small gray stone in triangle like a charm. Dan thought it might be granite but she was not sure. It felt cold and smooth under her fingers. It was evidently an ancient work, and perhaps even in the light years of their epochs. Who really knew with vampires. A simple brown leather cord was attached to the stone.
In fact, she did not even remember that she had it. It was only when she had bent a little too far forward that she had seen the pendant come out of her tee-shirt. She had not even noticed that she was wearing it before today and even during her showers or changes.
She thought it rather strange but thought she had maybe been simply distracted.
Anyway, the cold stone felt good under her fingers and the history buff as she was could not help but wonder about the facts it was hiding. Certainly, the vampire who possessed it must have lots of stories to tell.
Wait, was she putting an opinion on the vampires ?
To this achievement, Dan shook her head sharply, casting the charm along her chest since it was tall enough for her before deciding to get back to work. She grabbed the tail of the coffeemaker with the intention of redoing the room when the bell announcing a new customer sounds.
Clearly used to this kind of sound, Dan did not attach great importance to the newcomer. She went from table to table with the proposal of a refill before quickly returning to her steps once she was certain that all the customers were satisfied.
However, she definitely did not expect to find a completely terrified Mandy at the end of her journey.
Thinking it could just be another blonde oddities, those that could really be plausible since Mandy was afraid of everything and nothing, Dan went back behind the counter without even a glance at the blonde.
"Take my tables." Suddenly bursts out the pleading and terrified voice of the blonde behind her forcing Dan to roll her eyes before turning around in trouble. "Pity, take my tables. I'll do whatever you ask. All. But out of pity, take my tables. "
Dan immediately crossed her arms on her chest with an arched eyebrow in curiosity at the sight of the truly panicked look of the blonde. '' And why this ? ''
"Beca-because of... that !" Exclaimed the blonde of an octave a little too screaming to the taste of Dan before she glared Mandy's trembling finger pointing one of the clients. ''A vamp-vamp-vampire. ''
Dan actually took a break from this to watch the new client. He probably had to be the one who had the bell ring earlier. He wore a simple white shirt of values and his young but still powerful profile was only focused on the window giving outside. His pale skin was probably what gave the whole world its nature.
However he did not seem as scary as people liked to put it on. Certainly, Dan could be a pretty tough person to convince. She was not an easily frightened person. Even when she had thought of dying the previous weeks, she had not been frightened. Only filled with apprehension and combativity to keep her own dignity.
She frowned at Mandy's still frightened posture before raising an eyebrow. "And ?"
"And ?" Repeated the blonde with wide eyes of disbelief before shaking her visibly puzzled head. "He's a vampire, Dan. Are not you afraid ? "
"I noticed." Dan commented sarcastically as she glanced at the blonde smaller than she before giving her a flat look. "What do you think he'll do ? Ask for a vein and throw himself on your neck in front of everyone ? ''
Mandy gasped almost instantly, bringing her hand into the hollow of her neck at that, before she opened her eyes again on Dan if it was even possible. "I had not even thought about that."
"Argh !" Dan grumbled in indignation before passing in front of the blonde but not without ordering her to go serve that customer.
"What? No ! "Objected immediately Mandy grabbing Dan's arm to stop her.
Dan immediately glanced at the blonde's hand, forcing her to retract quickly before she shook her head again in refusal. "I would not go."
"Come again ?" Exclaimed Dan becoming more and more annoyed with the blonde."We have True Blood in the back room. Just go ask him what he wants and do your damn job. Here ! Problem solved.''
Mandy frowned in the offense before pressing one of her hands on her hip, pointing at Dan. "Why can't you go, huh ?"
"Because it's not my section." Dan snickered back with a dry smile on her lips before turning around to leave.
'' I would not serve him. ''
Dan stopped again in her footsteps, rolling her eyes in exasperation before quickly turning around in impatience. '' How will you not serve him ? You know how much a single bottle of True Blood costs ? Not to mention the tip. You can't afford to do the hard ones.''
''In that case, go ahead. I graciously offer you my tip."The blonde whistled, waving her hand contemptuously towards the vampire.
This time, Dan had had enough. She had never thought about the treatment vampires would receive before but now she was fucking revolted. Certainly, they were scary and deadly for any human but it was the food chain.
Did seals or whales despise sharks because they ate them ? No. Well, she could not really know but it was beyond the point.
Anyway, Dan was fucking pissed and she literally had to do everything in order not to stick her fist in the face of the little moralizing blonde.
However, she knew Scarlett would get her if she did that. And as much as she claimed not to love her work here, it was useful. Great plan of escape, memory ?
So with a dry shake of her head, Dan turned her heels and walked actively behind the counter before making her way straight for the vampire.
However, she definitely did not expect that he already had his eyes riveted on her. She took a slight pause at the end of the counter as she took the intensity in his gaze and had to remember to breathe for the space of a moment.
His eyes were just so... emotional that it was almost overwhelming to look him in the face.
Realizing that she had just looked at him longer than the norm, Dan quickly turned her gaze away before walking back towards him with a more measured step. Were the vampires always so intense ?
'' Good evening, welcome to the Scarlett Coffee, what can I do for you ? '' She asked effortlessly since it had become a kind of regular mantra for her.
She could feel his intense gaze on her but she strove to keep her eyes on her notebook for fear of reproducing the incident rather. She did not really know what bothered her so much but she was not used to being at the end of intense looks.
Usually it was her who initiated them. Johnson had once told her that the depth of her brown eyes could freeze anyone and when she asked him if he feared her look, he had only replied that he had become accustomed.
"You know, you can look at me, little one." Suddenly spoke a smooth, smooth voice loaded with foreign accents causing a sort of thrill along Dan's spine. "I wouldn't do anything to you."
However, Dan was not used to being prostrate and she finally lifted her eyes to meet his intense gaze again with a slight hint of annoyance. "You made your choice ?"
She realized that his eyes were blue. Not as blue as those of the annoying boy of earlier but more in a kind of midnight blue. She had to admit that he was quite contrasted with his juvenile features and the posture of power and authority.
The vampire seemed briefly resumed by the tone and attitude of Dan and she realized fully to whom she spoke.
However, she was not prepared to make an exception of courtesy because he was likely to end her life here and there. She was perhaps stupid but at least if she were to die it would be with her temperament.
"Do you have an O- ?" Finally asked the Vampire outgoing Dan of her thoughts to look at him speechless for a moment.
Well it was a surprise.
She tried to swallow the apprehension settling again along her veins before giving a look at the vampire.'' I'll be right back. ''
She slipped quickly into the back room ignoring the impressed look mixed with the disgust of Mandy before taking a break in front of the large metallic refrigerator. She stopped for a moment to regain her spirits and cursed mentally to act so impressed.
It was definitely not what she had imagined when she met a vampire. In fact, she had never imagined a vampire. Quite apart when she thought about her death.
She tried to shake off her thoughts before pulling the heavy handle of the refrigerator down to open it. A frigid smoke flew around her as soon as she opened and Dan quickly ran out to look for an O-. In other words, the 5l of blood flowing in her veins. Yeah definitely no pressure. She quickly found the blood wanted and quickly closed the door before giving a glance at the notice.
Heat it. Okay, that she could do.
She quickly returned to the big room noticing that most of the attention was focused on the vampire. Dan frowned briefly in the realization feeling strangely disgusted by the haughty and contemptuous behavior of human beings when this vampire was probably much older and powerful than them. Indeed, her grandmother had taught her good manners and Dan knew that we were supposed to respect the elders. Well, she did not really know if that was applicable in this case.
She decided to put her questions sideways and quickly pushed the bottle into the microwave before leaning against the counter with her arms on her chest waiting.
However, this was without counting on Mandy's approach. Of course.
'' So... '' The blonde shyly obviously intrigued but still repelled by the mere presence of the vampire.'' What does he want ? ''
"Oh you know the usual. Take me as his sex slave before empty myself dry. "Dan commented sarcastically without even giving a glance at the blonde harvesting a gasp of the latter.
Dan rolled her eyes in aggravation before straightening out the heated bottle. She quickly closed the microwave behind her before walking directly to the vampire letting Mandy look after her in dismay.
"He said three minutes on the record." Dan explained as she approached the vampire's table before putting the bottle on the table without making eye contact. "I did not know if-"
"You should not say that kind of thing to your colleague. They could prove to be true. "Suddenly declared the vampire in a calm, composed voice contrasting with the fact that he had just revealed the fact that he had heard them or even performed some kind of caution.
Dan frowned immediately at the surprise feeling a little silly for her awkward returns before turning to him simply to replace her embarrassment with anger at the sight of his midnight blue pupils dragging a little too close to her chest.
"Hey buddy, my eyes are here." Suddenly warned Dan, pointing her eyes before straightening up quickly, crossing her arms on her chest as the vampire quickly frowned in confusion.
He arched his head to the side, observing her more carefully before widening his eyes in realization."Oh, forgive me. That was not what you think. I was only intrigued by your necklace. ''
Now that had taken Dan off guard.
Without really realizing it, she brought her hands around the necklace as if to protect it from the sight of the vampire in a bad foreboding. Her frown widened in mistrust and she swallowed a gulp of air before taking a step back in apprehension.
''It's a gift. '' Dan instantly threatened to become more and more oppressed as a hint of a smile briefly illuminated the dull expression of the vampire as if he knew something she did not know.
''A gift. '' Repeated the vampire thoughtfully for a moment forcing Dan to bottle her flow of emotions as she concentrated her expression in impassiveness instead of the nervousness she felt deep inside.''It looks like something worthless.''
Strangely, Dan felt abruptly offended by the vampire's comment and even before she could control it, her mind spoke again of herself. "It has it for me."
A new expression of surprise ran through the frozen features of the vampire and Dan could not help but think that it should not be a regular vampire reaction.
"And why that, little one ?" He seemed to be really interested this time unlike Dan who wanted more than anything to escape the intensity of his attentive eyes.
She was definitely not used to being at the end of dark and intense looks and it made her more nervous than she wanted to admit. She was not nervous or frightened. Never. And she refused that a simple vampire with captivating looks made her feel differently.
"Is it a habit of yours to name strangers or is it just with me ?" Sarcastically replied the brunette, arcing a thin, dark eyebrow amplifying her already hard traits. "Besides, I measure a 5'7 ''. I would certainly not call myself small. ''
Contrary to what she thought, a slight smirk resumed the characteristics of the vampire surprising Dan to the effect that he had suddenly on her and she had to blink several times to get out of her own observation mist.
She had never really paid any interest in people's physique. Being devoid of attraction and no talent as an artist, she did not really pay attention to her entourage but this vampire... she could certainly find something captivating.
Maybe it was just his kind or the underlying look of sadness that seemed to persist in his eyes no matter what smile he showed.
''Well ! Is not anyone going to use me or what ? "Shouted a gruff voice familiar to Dan's ears, forcing her to come out of her self-inflicted mist simply to realize that the vampire was staring at her now with unconcealed interest .
She quickly shook herself from the crawling feeling in the back of her mind and resumed her frown before glancing over her shoulder at one of the regular customers of the coffe.
Deciding that this was the opportunity to put as much distance as needed with the vampire in front of her, Dan took a step back before giving a look at the True Blood bottle still intact with sarcasm dripping in her tone.''Enjoy.''
''Good and well ? Do I have to die to get a little attention ! " Earl shouted again as Dan quickly grabbed the coffee jug by sharing a brief look with Mandy before she quickly turned to the familiar section.
She rolled her eyes at the man shaking his cup in impatience clearly making a scene before stopping at his height with an annoyed sigh. "Quiet, old man. I will not go faster. ''
"Unhappy kids and their temperaments nowadays." Earl complained in a scowl growling snatching a brief smile from Dan since it was an old routine between them.
Constant banter and insults were a great way with some customers and it would seem that the fact that Dan was taking nobody's crap went with most of them.
"Look, you could almost flatter me if you keep going." Dan commented with a roll of her eyes as she lifted the man's cup to skillfully for the coffee before placing the container on the table before an arched eyebrow visibly unconscious of the intrigued look on her back. '' What ? No thank you? ''
Dan's mocking smile already in place widened further as Earl let out a new irritated groan before sending her away with a warning sign forcing her to turn around and shake her head. She had almost forgotten the presence of the vampire. Well, almost because as soon as she looked up, she could still see him sitting in the booth with his long, pale fingers set around the bottle of True Blood. He seemed to look intensely outside as if he expected the world to move on without him and in a way, that was what he was to feel.
After all, vampires wandered eternally on earth with the desolation of having to watch the world change around them when they remained perpetually frozen in time.
Dan could recognize that the simple thought seemed depressing then actually live it ? Yeah, no, she could never imagine living longer than the average life expectancy. In fact, according to her standards, she would really be grateful to spend her twenties. She did not ask much, just some years of reprieve. She knew she had already experienced more traumatic events than an average human being and to be honest, she did not want to go beyond it if it meant more misery.
She was not a masochist. Living it was.
Since when did she have such profound thoughts about her existence ?
Dan suddenly shook her head, closing her eyes briefly in a feeling of discomfort by throwing the blame on this damned vampire before walking straight for the counter. She rested the coffee jug in his base before rolling her eyes at Mandy's sight flirting with one of the clients.
Seriously ?
And she took out the big game that had more. Honestly, she did not understand the purpose of all this? Seriously, who was turning their locks of hair between their fingers ? Or even blinking winning smiles ? What was the purpose of all this ?
Argh! The mere thought of flirtation truly had the gift of revolting her. In fact, all the thoughts around relations rejected her.
Without really thinking, her fingers had acted on their own and even before she could realize it, she once again found herself holding the necklace at eye level. She was obviously completely forgetful of the vampire as well as her previous question as she whirled the stone between her fingers nibbling thoughtfully on her lower lip. Of course this was only the mere fruit of a robbery but she really thought it when she said that it really meant something to her. She did not really know why she felt so strong about the necklace but she did not want to put too much thought back on her actions. All she knew was that she instantly felt drawn to it when she had rummaged through the drawers of the large antique desk.
She still remembered the play as if it were yesterday. She had to admit, this vampire house was probably the most fascinating place she had been given her to see. Especially the large library. The artefacts and objects that had populated the shelves just seemed to sweat stories so exciting. She had never felt as much in her element as in this room.
"Ew, scary." Squandered Mandy's voice through Dan's pensive mist forcing her to drop from her necklace to look at the blonde with a relatively annoyed expression as she stood now in front of her. Her elbows were leaning against the counter that separated them and her eyes discreetly darted between Dan and the vampire still in his stand."He keeps looking at you like a kind of blood bag."
Well, Dan had said discreetly ? Let's say it was according to Mandy's standards. In other words, without any ounce of discretion.
Dan retained a new roll of her eyes before deciding to push the blonde harder as well as the vampire at the same time. "Well, he probably does. He ordered my blood type. "
"Oh my god." Blaspheme instantly Mandy bringing her hands again to her lips receiving a flat look from Dan before she gave a look at the big clock in impatience.
She was seriously getting really tired of the blonde's excessive reactions and all she wanted was that this day finally came to an end.
Finally, she looked vaguely annoyed during the rest of the evening. Regular guests would come and go quickly except one of them that seemed just persisted in the corner of the room. Dan had stolen some glances intrigued on the vampire to her utmost dismay during the last two hours and she could not help but chastise each time they made eye contact.
Obviously, it turned out that Mandy was right to some extent. Sometimes she found him looking at her with no shame. He stared at her only for a moment with his head slightly leaning as if he trying to peel off some sort of puzzle before he turned to the window as if nothing had happened.
And for the first time, Dan was truly agitated by the vampire's persistence.
She had briefly thought that this was perhaps one of the vampire's henchmen she had stolen and that he had finally found her to do the job but she had decided that it did not stick. After all, he probably should have found her sooner, right ? Unless he wanted to make her believe she had nothing to fear, so her despair would be all the more lush.
However, as much as he seemed powerful, she doubted that this was really his goal. During her brief remarks, she also noticed that he did not really seem to drink his True Blood. He was only spinning the bottle between his fingers as a way to melt among humans rather than in a needy need.
'' Dan. '' Mandy's annoying and irritating voice came straight into her ear forcing Dan to restrain herself from cracking on the blonde with a strong look of boredom plastered on her face. "Psst! Dan. Pssst! I know you can hear me. "
Knowing that this would be useless, Dan pulled her eyes from the clock she seemed to have fixed with envy during the last twenty minutes before breaking a shine on the blonde. '' What ? ''
'' He's still there.'' She whispered, jumping from one foot to the other in nervousness.
"And ?" Dan asked immediately with indifference receiving an annoyed look from the blonde to her obvious lack of interest.
"We have to close soon." Reported the blonde as if it were explaining everything that was going on in her little head before she let a grunted growl at Dan's lack of reaction.''What if he waits that we close to take a real snack ? He almost did not touch his True Blood. ''
So Dan was not the only one to notice.
She tried to concentrate more on the conversation despite her desire to simply send the blonde back and gave her a look of disdain. '' In that case, go ahead. I would close without you. "
"What ?" Squealed immediately the blonde in a shrill voice pulling a grimace from Dan and she was almost certain she saw the vampire reacting like this.
However, she simply ignored her suggestion as she pushed herself from the counter before giving a direct look at the vampire speaking loudly. '' We'll close. ''
This immediately attracted his attention as he concentrated his attention directly on the two waitresses to the greatest displeasure of Mandy while Dan remained implacable.
She watched him emerge with ease from the leather bench and took for the first time a good look at his shape. She was right, he was not bigger than her. Only by some centimeters. His long-sleeved T-shirt emphasized his broad shoulders and toned stature. He looked more like a feline now than she thought. Like a predator on the lookout. This was enough to remind her that he was in fact a true predator for her species. He finally stopped behind the case pulling out another sharp Mandy cry that she vainly tried to hide before she fled quickly into the back room.
Dan looked at her retreat with a disillusioned expression before suddenly turning to the agreement of a slight throat clearing. "Your friend is afraid of my kind."
'' She's not my friend. '' Immediately defended Dan with disinterest before looking at the menu to find out the price of a True Blood bottle just to widen her eyes by almost choking on the price.''2 -25 $ ? No wonder why you prefer to go to the source. Not only is it theft, it's hardly edible."
"Are you really suggesting that feeding on humans is understandable, little one ?" The vampire immediately asked with a slight hint of curiosity and amusement in his bluish orbs.
Godric found himself once more captivated by the depth of her brown orbs looking straight through him. Was she aware of the effect she had on people ? At each of her looks he felt like he was sifting through and he had to admit that it was one of the first times in his long life that he felt the urge to look away.
However, he could not help but be more intrigued by the little human before him. She was so breakable and yet so rash. He had not been spoken like this for centuries and even then his opponents had never lasted long enough to demonstrate as much insolence towards him as she had shown tonight.
He had to admit that it was refreshing in a way. With his sheriff status and his great age, he was not often contradicted and he almost forgot the sensation of an affront. The slight peak of entertainment and combativity. It was two emotions he thought he had forgotten for a long time now.
However, he was in this coffee, talking about good and evil on the diet of humans and with a human not less.
Dan avoided the intensely curious look of the vampire and casually shrugged her shoulders as she put down the menu next to the case that had already forgotten Mandy for a long time before recording the cashing of the vampire. '' As long as I don't serve dinner, I have no opinion on the matter. "
"And yet, you deliberated announcing your blood type in my entourage." Calmly recalled the vampire as if it was a normal preserve for him to force Dan to raise her head in the cash register to cross his lightly amused look.
However, the brunette only frowned in an attempt to hide her apprehension before she laid her hands on the counter with an eyebrow raised in a sort of challenge. "Is this a kind of putting in guard or something ? Because I want to let you know that I don't react very well to threats. ''
The vampire and Dan instantly entered into a sort of eye-catching battle as Dan held her ground admirably despite facing the most deadly weapon for her kind before a new smile settled on the vampire's face.
And god, it seemed terribly strange according to Dan. She was willing to bet he did not smile very often and she was sure it was almost uncomfortable for him. Well, she could talk. She smiled barely or so it was just to put an effect into her sarcastic arguments.
However, the action was gone as soon as she appeared as Mandy risked a foot in the room probably thinking the track was free just to let out a new cry before she slammed the door hard behind her, bringing Dan back to the reality.
She mentally chastised herself for distraction from her blatant look since she was trying to prove a point here before she shook her head dryly to return to her impatient mode.
"I don't have the whole day. I am actually exhausted so if you could pay. It will be $ 25. ''
This time, she managed to say the price without stalling on it but she nevertheless displayed a certain indignant grimace before stretching her hand waiting for the change.
"What's your name, little ?" Suddenly asked the vampire forcing the brunette to make a new visual contact visibly taken unawares.
She remained silent for a moment before shrinking her glance at the vampire as he raised an eyebrow with a hint of pretension in his once-so-inexpressive face.
"Certainly not, little one." She grumbled under her breath, despising the little nickname he seemed to have chosen to call her before giving him an annoyed look with a hand outstretched. "Do you will you pay or not ? ''
She felt the familiar sensation of money and was about to place it in the box just to widen her eyes briefly at the sight of the fifty-dollar bill. She quickly raised her eyes to the vampire in mistrust this time just to see him already on foot in the direction of the door.
He pulled the door ringing the bell in the process before he stopped in the gap to look over his shoulder with a smirk. '' Keep the money, little one. ''
She remained literally speechless as he left the building as if nothing had happened before simply disappearing. Like really disappearing. She had waited to see him leave in the corner but he was no longer there.
However, she soon emerged from her stupor as she realized that he had called her again and she pocketed the difference of tip while muttering to herself. '' Keep the money, little one. Yeah, vampire my ass ! ''
She used the key that Scarlett left available to close the case and brought the chest of recipes tonight into the back room just to pause as Mandy pointed the tip of her nose looking nervously around her.
The blonde seemed not to have noticed the brunette only a few inches from her and Dan left a lazy smile on her lips as she leaned over the blonde before giving her a mini-heart attack. '' Boo ! ''
"Aaaaaah!" Jumped the blonde slamming the door behind her pulling a genuine burst of Dan's laugh at Mandy's biggest boredom now staring at her with an exasperated expression "Seriously?"
"You're pathetic." Dan snorted, putting a strand of hair behind her ear before giving a new flat look at the blonde. "Just go home. I'll close. ''
Mandy's annoyed look seemed to make a total of 180 degrees in the seconds that followed as she gave a new frightened look on her shoulder. "What? Uh, I thought... well, you can't shut up alone. It would not be... fair. "
This stopped Dan in her tracks as she gauged the blonde in surprise before rolling her eyes in realization.
She wedged the small chest under her left arm to relieve the weight of her hands before leaning against the nearest wall with her free hand.'' If you don't leave now, he might be back. ''
"Do you think so ?" Asked naively Mnady in a gasped with wide eyes and sparkling with fear forcing Dan to hold a contemptuous sniff.
"I'm sure." Insisted Dan pressing her tone in hopes of scaring the blonde a little more before leaning over her for her whispering against the hull of her ear. "I heard say they had a preference for blonde girls who come in late at night. ''
A new gasp.
Then Dan looked maliciously at the blonde taking literally her legs around her neck as she crossed the coffee at full speed before going out as fast as possible in a frantic race. She was convinced that she had just given her the best of jogging.
Dan finally shook her head thanking the heavens for amply deserved silence before she walked into the back room toward the safe. She quickly composed the code she had learned by heart before pouring the recipes of the night out of habit. She knew that few people would trust her with her extracurricular activities but Scarlett was not that kind of people. She was rather the one who forced you to be responsible even if you did not want any of that.
Eventually she went back into the now empty coffee and turned off all the lights before closing the door. She turned the small sign announcing the closure before heading quietly towards the locker room, whistling hesitantly in the world. She quickly put on her old black hooded jacket with her leather jacket before letting her wild curls fall back into her back with a sigh of liberation.
She hated having to tie them. The feeling of having her oppressed scalp always gave her headaches once she pulled out her elastic and as much to say that it was not the best of sensations.
Plus, she was more a person without fuss. She just loved to feel her curls around her. They hid her face beautifully from the sight of everyone in addition to her best friend, her hood. Thinking of the latter, Dan removed her hood from the top of her head before pulling the zipper off her waistcoat while making her way to the employees exit. She pushed the heavy door to make her way into the cool night of Dallas and quickly closed behind her before adjusting her bag over her shoulders.
She knew the way back like her pocket and by taking some shortening, she was home in less than twenty minutes. She knew it was not very wise to walk the streets of Dallas at night and even more since the Great Revelation but she had always been a kind of rebel and she did not really care.
Obviously she would hate to die as a real shot of the waitress assaulted on her way back home but what could she do ? If that was how she was to die then who was she to judge? While most human beings had an appalling fear of death itself, Dan had come to accept it. It was a process of life. People were dying and were born every day. It was just the cycle of life so why do you want to fight something that you could not control.
"It's not very wise to walk alone at night."
Dan stopped short in her tracks to the voice agreement so unique and still easily recognizable for her. She unconsciously grabbed the straps of her tighter bag not knowing if she was more annoyed by the fact that he had obviously followed her or that he had interrupted her inner thoughts.
However, she made no movement to face him as she replied with a similar tip of rejection in her tone.'' And I thought exactly the same for creepy following teen girls at night. But oh, you're a vampire so I guess that's applicable to you. ''
''Yes, I am.''This time, Dan did not even have time to reply as he suddenly found himself in front of her in a burst of fresh wind making her eyes widen even though she strove not to moving an inch more intriguing the vampire as he tilted his head again to observe her with a slight frown. "You're not scared."
The brunette left a sniff acting against her best judgment and raised her dark eyes in his blue. "Hm, must such when your little tricks don't work as expected."
So here is the next chapter ! Finally a little Godric / Dan interaction. Hopefully there will be others: p I expect a lot from your comments so do not hesitate to comment and add this story. The rest of this story is under construction but never forget that you are one of my first motivations.
Xxo IWAL