It had been a little under a month. For the most part, Dan was giving Jack and his three young wards some time to get adjusted, but he kind of missed the little shit. An easy job had turned up, so he'd given Jack a call.
His pal had shown up later that evening, "You said we had another mission, Danny Boy?"
"Just something I thought you'd be suited for."
"...What?" He was giving a wary eye because the last adventure they had gone on was seriously FUBAR.
"Relax, I'm taking a break from all you blood suckers. It's just a little case I picked up, made me think of you."
Jack interrupted, "Hold that thought." He fishes something from his pocket. It's even gift wrapped, "Got you this."
"Geez Jack, you're spoiling me." Dan makes an overly dramatic act of being bashful. The vampire tooth necklace still hangs on his bathroom mirror. He opens it.
It's a leather dog collar with metal studs, "Ran into a few people wearing these. Then I realized it's other purpose."
With a touch, Dan immediately understands its potential and purpose, but he had to make the joke, "Likin the pet play, but we're gonna have to get you a muzzle."
"Dan, how do I put this gently? You got your ass bit so many times last time we 'hung out'…it was kind of funny, but mostly pathetic. Look, it's to keep from being bit in the neck by vampires. I've heard them called fangbusters. I could go and get the girls if you want to…test it out…" Jack is containing his laughter; remember the ass whooping they gave Dan.
"Don't worry, I know, and that won't be necessary. Shouldn't need them today, the girls or the fangbuster. Just gonna be walking an easy beat today. How are the little ladies?"
"Great! They are so awesome. Just like me." Pride beamed from his face, "Just the other day, a creep was a little too close to Izzy, and before I could react, Hanners had punched the dude. Dropped him like a ton of bricks." He punches the air to show off the skills he no doubt had taught them.
They were taking the streets block by block. Dan was keeping his eyes peeled, "How about their memories?"
"They don't remember much, thank you by the way, but they do still have nightmares from time to time...I'm teaching them as much as I can. They're starting to learn to speak more, and read too! Soon they'll surpass me. Hell little Esme already stumps me sometimes."
"Sorry bout the dreams, I don't actually mess with people's minds that often."
"No, it was for the best. Look, they could have been far worse, plus that wasn't you, they were feral for far to long."
"Just gotta worry about your parenting skills now." Dan jokes.
"Oh shut up! I love kids... they'll just never be bullied... ever. Trust me, they fight well as a team." Jack massages his jaw. "They hit hard for thirteen year olds, man."