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I woke up on a white bed in a blue room. The demon Sebastian was bent over me, threading a needle.

Gasping, I rolled away from him and off the bed. I stood in the corner, on the far side of the room from him. "My soul is not your lunch," I sneered, balling my fists for the inevitable fight. "Just let me leave, I won't come after the boy again, I swear. I was only in this for the money. And I only wanted the money to get far away from here."

"Sebastian will not eat your soul." I hadn't realized that Ciel was sitting on a chair near the demon. I seemed to have a sixth sense for demons, and everything else was just white noise. Ciel Phantomhive wasn't even looking at me, he was sipping on a cup of tea.

"I was merely stitching up that ugly gash on your side," Sebastian replied, a smile playing on his face that made me very uncomfortable. He was lying. All demons are liars.

I turned to the boy. "Please, I meant what I said. I'll leave, and you'll never see me again. Isn't that what you want?" I begged. Dominic would have said this was beneath me, but I would take any hope of life over inevitable death and loss of my soul.

"I want to know why you saved me," he said calmly. No ounce of my fear was affecting him. Maybe he got his cold ways from his demon, or maybe he was just like that all the time. I didn't care to find out.

"I'm not in the business of harming people. I just wanted some fast money, and Claire—that girl I was with—said you were just the thing we needed. I didn't want to hurt you, I swear, I just wanted something of which you have plenty."

Ciel looked at his butler, and they seemed to have a silent conversation. I touched my head and realized that my forehead was bandaged. They were trying to heal me.

"Why haven't you killed me?" I asked, although the question sounded like I was excited for such a thing. I cringed, "I mean, thanks for not killing me."

The smile reappeared on the demon's face and Ciel mirrored it. "You spared me, I spare you. Besides, you definitely impressed me with your fighting ability. I've never seen someone take on Sebastian the way you did who didn't have some sort of supernatural ability. Let alone a woman."

I stole a glance at the demon. He seemed completely unharmed and totally calm. I wasn't really a threat to him, and he knew it.

"You're too kind," I muttered, inching towards the door. "So, if we've agreed that we are not enemies, am I free to leave?"

"Right now, you are my guest. And you are free to stay the night," Ciel said waving towards the bed as he stood up. Sebastian followed his lead. "However, I had something more permanent in mind."

"Your unique skills are exactly what I look for in Phantomhive's staff, and the young lord would like to offer you a position here, if you would be interested," the butler said. "There is competitive pay with biannual raises dependent upon performance and other benefits."

"Uh-huh," I nodded, sliding towards the door again. "Tempting. But I'll have to pass."

"I wouldn't be so quick to decline this offer," Sebastian said, moving closer. "The criminal lifestyle is nothing compared to a life as a servant here. And benefits include protection against any enemies."

They have the same eyes. Dominic and Sebastian. Do all demons have the same eyes?

"And who is going to protect me against my enemies here?" I mumbled, mostly to myself. But Ciel responded anyways.

"Sebastian will not harm you as long as you are a member of my staff or a guest in my house, that much I can assure you."

"And if I leave?"

Ciel smirked, "It's a big world. Plenty of dangers I can't control. But you seem more than capable of defending yourself."

I groaned. There wasn't much of a choice. Either fend for myself in the big, cruel world like I had been with relative success for a year, or stay here with a contracted demon and some manner of protection and structure. I would just be trading devils.

"Can I sleep on it?" I asked after a long sigh.

"Of course," Ciel said opening the door to leave. "Sebastian will see to your needs-"

I cut him off with a quick, "No thanks."

"Very well, I look forward to hearing your decision tomorrow. Good night."

"Good night," I replied wearily.

Sebastian followed Ciel. "Don't keep the master waiting too long, Charlotte," he said before slowly shutting the door.

AN: Thanks to everyone who has shown me such kind encouragement. I appreciate all the favorites and reviews. Thanks and enjoy!