Jack sat, curled in a corner of the bathroom, scratching something in his pale, skinny arm, using his bloody thumbnail. There were a lot of different things in his skin, but the one that stood out the most was the scratchy,messy word, 'Love'. Jack stopped for a second, to admire his work so far. Once look at the word sent the young vampire into another fit of hysterices of sobbing. Just as soon as he quite, Jack got right back to scratching at his arm, abusing the flesh. "HEY, YA ALMOST DONE IN THERE PRINCESS?!", the yell made Jack jump and quickly try to hide the damage done to his arm.

"Y-yeah. Hold on a sec..", Jack looked himself in the mirror. In just over a year, the once happy, energetic ball of enthusiasm that was Jack the Ripper, had shriveled and decayed away into a scrawny little puppet of Dave Batista. Suddenly there came a loud knocking, (more like POUNDING), at the bathroom door. "HEY!GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE!IT'S BEEN A DAMN HOUR!" Jack held back his sobs as he replied, "Y-yes." And slowly trudged out of the safety of the bathroom and into the hallway and into another beating he probably deserved.

"Did you find it yet, Justin?" Wade asked for the third time in three minutes. Justin sat on the couch, typing on his laptop with a concentrated look on his face. "No,not yet Wade. Dude, just wait. I'm not gonna find Jack's adress if you keep asking me if I've found his adress yet," Justin said, looking up at the pacing brit. Wade stopped pacing and started biting his thumb nail. "Right, sorry..I'm just..worried. Wha' if Dave's killed him by now? Or..or...I don't know.." With that he sat down on the couch and started running his hands through his messy hair. They sat like that for a few moments before the silence was broken by Justin's happy voice. "WADE! I found where Jack is! He's with Dave, and I found his adress!" Wade looked at the adress on the screen before jumping up from the couch and grabbing his rental keys.

"That's right down the street, isn't it? Let's go!" Wade quickly opened the door ans started down the hallway. 'Finally', he thought, 'I get to see my love again'. Justin had to start a light jog just to keep up with the older man and his breathing was a little labored when they entered the lift. Once again, they stood in silence untill, once again, said silence was broken by Justine's voice. "What are you going to do with Dave?", he asked, looking into Wade's olive eyes.

Wade let out a sigh and thought for a moment before replying, "justin, I don't think you should be there when I deal with him. I want you to take Jack and stay in the car untill I come out." "If you come out." Justin's voice was shooken by still strong,"Wade,Dave Batista is a big guy. I know your the bare-knuckle boxer, but you shouldn't take him alone." The brit looked away and let out anothor sigh, cracking his neck. "I know, but I will not put another one of my friends in danger. Get Jack and get out, got it?" Justin let out a defeated breath and nodded. Soon they were out of the lift, out of the hotel, in Wade's rental, and on there way for Jack.