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Cheryl and Owen walked into the room with bags of food they had picked up. They were both starving and the events of the past few days had left them with little time to eat. Rayfelle watched them sit down at the tiny table and eat together with a scowl.

"You know what, I'm so jealous right now."

Cheryl chuckled.

"Good, now you know how you make me feel. Want some?" she teased, holding out her fork. Rayfelle grimaced.

"Ew, no. Just looking at it is making my ass get bigger."

"I thought vampires only drank blood?" said Owen. Rayfelle rolled her eyes. She had no patience when it came to him.

"We can eat if we wanted to, dumbass."

"Don't be a bitch." Cheryl scolded. "and food doesn't make you get fat either. Now either join us or go away. I don't like people staring at me when I eat."

Rayfelle 'hmp'ed and tossed her hair conceitedly as she walked away. She spotted Charley out on the balcony talking on the phone. She stood at the doorway and leaned onto the frame, waiting for him to finish.

Charley saw her out of the corner of his eye. He went over to her and gave her a pat on the shoulder as Craig told him of things that were happening on his end.

"Well Chris I don't know what to tell you. 68's really grinding on this. He swears he's seeing some weird demon dude trying to eat you in his dreams."

"..."

"You ain't answering. Means it's true. Should I be worried?"

"No. There's nothing you can do about it anyway. I'm handling it."

"Anything I can do to help?"

"No, not really. This fight's no place for humans. Just keep watch over Harold and 68 like you've been doing."

"What a freakin woman thing to say. 'Oh, don't worry about me honey, just take care of the kids, thanks sweetie!'" he grumbled. Charley sighed.

"I'm sorry Craig. "

"Tch. Yea, alright. Be careful. But I swear to god if you go this long without checking in again I'm hunting your ass down!"

Charley chuckled.

"Now who sounds like a woman?"

"Blow me, vampire."

"Bye Craig."

"Yea."

Charley hung up and was greeted by an impish looking Rayfelle.

"What?"

"Ooooooh you little slut. You've got yourself a sancho."

"What are you talking about?"

"Craig, huh? Is he cute? And who's 68? Is he like a kinky little gimp you keep locked in the basement?"

"What?"

"I should have known this little 'virgin priest' thing was just an act! Good for you!" she teased.

"It's nothing like that! We're partners!"

"Life partners?"

"WORK partners!" he snapped. Rayfelle just grinned wider.

"Whatever, Mr. Blushing Charley. Craig's just a 'work partner'." she said, curling her fingers. Charley huffed and opened his mouth to retort when something collided with his head.

{...Cherry!} the thing squealed and repeatedly bashed into the side of his head to get his already rapt attention.

"Hey hey! Cut it out! What?" he snapped, snatching it out of the air. Poe squealed and wiggled in his hand.

{Mr. Cherry} it panted and drooped in his hand.

Rayfelle straightened.

"You again? What do you want?"

{Mr. Cherry...Mr. Addy in trouble!}

"How so?"

Poe hesitated.

{Our master gone bye bye. New master now. Worst. Scary.}

Rayfelle went pale as Poe's angle slowly dawned on her.

"You mean..."

{Belial. And Belial keep scary pets. Thinks we yummy eating. Stay with Mr. Cherry and Miss Eva?} it asked, it's eyes growing and giving it's best puppy-dog look. It worked enough to make Charley give a stiff nod. Neither Rayfelle or he noticed the swarm of imps that massed into the tiny room, nor did they hear the answering screams of Owen and Cheryl.

"Now are you sure? You're positive it was Belial?" Rayfelle asked carefully, her voice shaking. Charley looked at her in surprise.

"Who's Belial?"

{Positive! Poe see him! I show you!}

"Fuck...!" Rayfelle cursed, turning back into the room just as Cheryl and Owen came bursting out.

"Hey, what's going on? What are these things?" Owen yelled and Cheryl swatted away the tiny imps.

"Not now, we gotta go. Owen, call and get a plane ready to go NOW. Charley, come on."

"What..? Why..?" Owen began.

"JUST DO IT!" Rayfelle cut him off. They all leapt into action.

Within two hours they were in the air, set to the coordinates that Johnny had given them. As soon as Charley and Rayfelle sat in their seats Charley started drilling her.

"So who's Belial?"

She sighed in frustration.

"Belial is a demon. He's the demon actually. He's who created Barry, and who is responsible for my very existence."

Charley's eyes widened.

"..how?"

"I don't know!" she said hotly. "I just know that I sprouted from my brother's rib, and he's the one who made it happen. Then he sicced the fuck tard Barry on us. That's all I know." She crossed her arms and scowled. Charley sat back sullenly. He was at a loss as to what to do. To say Rayfelle was tense was a downright understatement. She looked terrified. Sacra growled as Poe wiggled out of his master's front shirt pocket. Rayfelle glared at it.

"This had better not be a fucking joke you little shit. This is NOT something you fucking joke about."

Poe puffed angrily.

{True! True! I say I show you!}

"Fine, then show us!" she snapped. Poe stuck it's tongue out at her and hopped down onto Sacra's head. This he did not like, but allowed it nonetheless. Poe opened his mouth.

"What are you doing here?" Johnny stared wide-eyed up at who Charley guessed was Belial. The demon shrugged.

"Can't a loving father come to dote on his favorite son?"

Johnny scowled but didn't say anything. Belial smirked and sat on the ground beside him. Johnny scooted away.

"Relax. I ain't gonna eat you. Yet. And that little puppet of mine has fucked you enough to sate my libido for a very long time. What a fucking pervert, I mean after centuries of tailing your ass and that's still all he fucking thinks about. Shit. Get a fucking clue."

Still Johnny didn't say anything. Belial lay a head on his shoulder.

"Poor Adam. Having to go through so much. It pains me to say this next part."

"W-what?"

Charley saw Belial grin and whisper something in Johnny's ear. He couldn't hear what was said, but whatever it was made his master pale.

Poe shuddered and closed his mouth.

{All I have.}

Charley straightened.

"That's it? How is that it?"

{Pet get hungry. Think I yummy eating. Escape! Escape!}

"Well what did he say to him?"

{He say time up! Pay debt!}

Rayfelle cursed. Charley looked at her.

"What debt?"

"The debt Johnny owes him for making him immortal. In case you haven't noticed, he's powerful even for a vampire."

"...I thought that was just because he was old."

Rayfelle snorted.

"He's getting up there, but Johnny ain't old. You should see the Elders."

Charley raised his eyebrows.

"There's Elders?" Rayfelle gawked at him.

"What the f-...yes there's fucking Elders! What the fuck has my brother taught you?" she ranted, so furious that Poe cowered into a blushing and speechless Charley's pocket.

"I.."

"What the fuck, there's protective and then there's fucking stupid! How the hell have you made it as a vampire hunter all these years? I'm going to kick his fucking ass!"

{No bad talk about Mr. Addy!} Poe squealed, puffing angrily. All that did was earn a death glare from a furious Rayfelle.

"You shut up pipsqueak or you're going up Mr. Addy's ass when we get to him."

A couple rows down Cheryl looked over to Owen, who was reading a book and hadn't even acknowledged the commotion Rayfelle was making.

"Isn't this about the time that you butt in?" she grinned and nudged him with her elbow. He licked his thumb and turned the page without looking up.

"Somewhere in the bible I'm sure there's a passage that says 'pick your battles'."

"You don't know? Isn't that the job of a priest?"

"It is..." he commented with a bland sigh "but even the most prudent shepards have to turn away from the wolves' sins when among the pack. I'm a failure." and he turned another page of the book. Cheryl huffed good naturedly.

"You sound oddly at peace with being a wolf."

"Yea. Ain't that a bitch?" he added with a grin at Cheryl, amused by his own use of a curse word. They both burst out laughing, which in turn made Rayfelle pause in her ranting.

"What's your problem?" she snapped, glaring at them.

"Nothing, she-wolf" Owen droned from his book. "I'm just minding my business. Don't let me keep you."

The plane flew on, crossing entire continents and oceans before finally coming in sight of the Mediterranean island where Barry's lair sat. They all peeked out of the tiny windows at the castle.

"...how the hell has no one discovered this place?" Cheryl asked, wide-eyed. Rayfelle shrugged.

"Barry had millenia of experience in paying people to be blind. Believe it or not being a psycho blood thirsty demon really pays. That bastard was prolly richer than God." she shivered. "Yea, that's Beliel alright. I can feel it."

It was true. Dark energy rolled out of the place in thick suffocating waves. There came a frantic beeping from the front of the plane. The pilot called for Charley.

"Uh, Mr. Christhund! Sir? Come quick!"

Charley peeked into the cockpit.

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know sir! There seems to be some sort of influx or something, but the whole system's gone to shit! She won't fly! I'm gonna have to land you sooner than planned, sir!" the pilot rushed, struggling to even keep the plane flying straight. Charley cursed.

"Well can you at least get us on land?" he asked. The pilot gave a stiff nod.

"I think I can get you on the shore, but it'll be bumpy. Tell everyone to buckle up and hold tight. I'll do my best!"

Charley nodded and gave the man a quick hand on the shoulder as thanks.

"Guys, listen up! We're going to make a crash landing!"

Johnny was a rabbit caught under the snake's gaze. His burst of energy and strength deserted him, leaving him a miserable wraith strangled by fear. He solemnly followed his master down the staircase to the dungeon. His mind raced.

He had been to rash, he reasoned. He had played right into Barry's hands and now he faced something far worst. He should have left well enough alone. They'd all be safe. So stupid...

"We have visitors...are they friends of yours, Adam?" Belial mused. Johnny paused, wondering what he was talking about. But then he felt something..a familiar aura that he knew only too well. Several in fact. He straightened quickly. Belial raised an eyebrow, amused.

"Yes? Well, let's bring them over. I would like to meet them."

"No!" Johnny blurted, rushing to stop the nonchalant gesture that would bring Charley, Cheryl and Rayfelle to the heart of hell far before they could even catch a breath. It was in vain of course, and within moments there was the tell-tale swirling of dark energies in front of them as a portal opened and spewed out it's four victims. They landed in a heap, cursing and confused.

"The fuck was that?"

"I don't know! Is everyone alright?"

They slowly untangled themselves, none of them noticing the two figures that stood before them. Beliel watched with a bemused grin on his face. Johnny however was stunned. There he was...his Charley. Barely two feet from him. He was at a complete loss as to what to do. Hell he couldn't even think straight. In fact he visibly jumped when Beliel put a hand on his shoulder. He surprisingly smiled and tilted his head toward their guests, with the implied 'go on.' His heart pounded as he rushed forward and dropped to his knees.

"Guys, guys!" he called out, snapping their attention to what was important. Their shocked expressions mirrored eachother.

"Johnny!" Rayfelle and Cheryl gasped. The both leapt on him and hugged him. His arms wrapped awkwardly around them both, his heart souring. But then his gaze fell on Charley from between the two women's arms. He looked on the verge of tears.

"..Master." he whispered. Johnny smiled.

"Hey Char-" he was cut off when Charley suddenly pulled him into a soul-searing kiss. His hands cradled his face, being none too gentle, even bruising before traveling down and stroking his throat. Everyone went quiet. Until Owen decided to speak up.

"Uhm...guys...who's that?" he asked, pointing at Beliel who hadn't moved from his spot. The demon gave a predatory grin.

"Oh, don't mind me. Carry on. So Adam, who's this?"

DAMMIT...! I mean..hi guys! -sigh- well here it is.

You know I just screwed myself. I made Barry into such a monster that I can't figure out how to make Beliel WORST. So for right now I'm trying to make him like something of a mafia don. You know, they act and talk pleasantly but everyone KNOWS that the teensiest mistake could result in very slow and painful torturous deaths. I hope I'm getting it down. I

But yaaaaay our boys are finally reunited! Finally! After... -looks back- seven chapters! Believe me, I've been just as eager as you!..and I've been sitting on that kiss for weeks.

And Poe...! Sweet little guy. Tell me you don't find those freaky little things adorable now.

Ok...That's all I've got for now...believe it or not I worked my ass off to get this chapter out for you by this weekend. If it suffered because of it then I'm sorry. I'm sure I could've ended it better. Anyway, as always I look forward to your reactions and feedback!