"Last call!" I yelled while wiping down the bar so that it was free of the sticky residue everybody seemed to leave behind after having a drink. It was only 1:00 AM but for the bar half of The Pentagon, it was closing time. Several sleazy looking human men and one demon came to order one last round of drinks before sauntering off into different corners of the place. The demon headed over to the more VIP section of The Pentagon, which was where most of the under the table monster dealing went on while the sleazy humans shuffled drunkenly over towards the tables sat near the bar for precisely that reason, to socialize.

"Why is it that every time I come past, you're always cleaning?" I looked up from my intense cleaning and spied Cora who had pulled herself up onto one of the bar stools and was smiling at me, leaning her head on her fists. She looked better than the last few times I had seen her, she looked like she had some light in her eyes now. She didn't look so drawn out and hurt, she looked like she had had a good nights sleep and it made me smile, the things friendship could do to people. Even though it had only been a few days since we started to be friends, having Cora around was helpful. Talking to her about things had me breathing easy and my heart not so clenched all the time. One thing about Cora was that she was a hugger, and she loved physical contact. She was always hugging me which I didn't mind so much because I figured she was just a touchy feely person and her and Harry had always touched, the problem was that I was the opposite.

"Why is it that every time you come past, you stop at the bar even though you're under age?" I shot back with a smile and a raised eyebrow and I caught her blush. She probably hadn't realized I knew that she was only nineteen but now that she did, she didn't really seem to care too much. With a sly smile, Cora flipped her long hair over her shoulder and acted as if she was trying to charm her way out of being kicked out of the bar, even though I wasn't going to kick her out anyway.

"What can I say? I look older than I actually am," I didn't point out the fact that she didn't actually look twenty one and let the whole thing slide as I ended up mixing her a Greyhound drink, which was just vodka and grapefruit juice which was one of my favourites, apart from Sex On The Beach, and Cora had taken a certain liking to it as well. I pushed it across the bar to her and winked, the two of us had an unsaid understanding that I would give her drinks even though she was under age and she wouldn't rat me out to Ava for giving out free drinks to customers with problems. I yelled out last call again and soon enough, the sleazy looking men came and closed their tabs, paying and left the bar and so it was just Cora and I alone at the bar as I put glasses in the dishwasher and threw out empty beer bottles.

I was about to say something to her when I began to hear a commotion to the right, where Emma was being harassed by none other than Jacob Kane, who of course wasn't happy when he found out that I was no longer working at The Pentagon as an escort and was angry that he would have to try the other girls, which was something he had never done. The first time he had come to The Pentagon, he had chosen me and he had never chosen one of the other girls for as long as he was there. My eyes widening, I gave Cora a look before hurrying over to the brewing fight and pushing myself in between the two parties. Emma who looked scared out of her wits and Jacob who was fuming.

"What's the problem?" I glared up at Jacob's tall frame. He should scare the crap out of me, and I knew that somewhere inside of me he did, but when he began to take things that he didn't like out on my friends, namely because he couldn't sleep with me, I pushed the feeling of fear to the back of my mind and dealt with the anger towards him. Jacob Kane was not a good person, if vampires even classified as people, and his body count was probably even higher than Dallas's had been. Though Jacob did have a fair few years on Dallas, though Dallas was cruel and didn't have a heart, whereas vampires are supposed to lay low, which wasn't one of Jacob's strong suits.

"Oh, Belle," Something about Jacob's posture relaxed as he saw me and a sick smile spread across his lips. I clenched my jaw, I had a feeling that this wouldn't end well, "You're here, its been two months and I need you now," I didn't point out that it hadn't quite been two months since he had last attacked me while he paid for sex but his words still chilled me, he wasn't going to give up until he got what he came here for. Which was when I made the choice to spare everybody the aftermath of Jacob Kane's anger and just nodded.

"Okay," A triumphant grin spread across the vampires face and as much as I didn't really want to do this, as much as I had promised Mason and Trent that I wouldn't, it was the best for everybody if I just did what he wanted. Nobody wanted a trail of bodies lying dead on the ground behind him when it could easily be spared by just sleeping with him. I gave a stern look to Emma that said that she shouldn't say anything but she should warn Ava and that in an hour, she should interrupt whatever was going into the room because I assumed that he was going to take too much blood again, like always. Leading Jacob into the back rooms that were all so familiar to me, I found an empty one and took him into it, closing it behind him.

"Its been too long, Belle," His voice drawled as his fingernails dug into my hips so that it was painful and his teeth gnawed at the nape of my neck that was exposed, he was getting straight to business. When I had still been working at The Pentagon as an escort, I would have asked for the money first but this was a special situation. For some reason, the vampire seemed worked up and like he could snap any second. I was about to lead him to the bed when I heard a fluttering of wings, a sound that Jacob heard too and growled as he turned around, glaring at the man in the trench coat that had interrupted us. I saw that Jacob was about to pounce but I didn't speak, because the man reached forward and pressed his index and middle finger to the vampires forehead and Jacob slumped forward, unconscious.

"Castiel?" I rubbed my eyes, to see if what I was seeing was actually real, "What the hell are you doing here?" Castiel the Angel was among the box of things that I had forced into a drawer in my mind that I had locked and thrown away the key. Because Castiel made me think of, him, and I couldn't afford to do that anymore.

"Dean told me to look over you and help when you get yourself in trouble," Castiel glanced at the vampire by his feet, "And I am keeping my word," As much as I wanted to ask him why Dean wanted him to do that, a cold feeling had settled in the bottom of my stomach. I had a feeling that Castiel wasn't just here because of Jacob Kane, and that the unconscious man that I had been about to sleep with and let feed on me wasn't the only thing that was threatening me and putting me in danger. Thinking this, I was racked with a violent cough that had me spewing blood over the floor. My body shaking and black spots dotting my vision, I brought my hand up to my mouth and wiped the blood away before looking up at Castiel... How had he known?

"What the hell is going on?" I asked as I coughed up even more blood.

Okay, yeah, I know this is bad and doesn't make sense but deal with it. And if you couldn't tell already I am also an under age alcoholic like Cora and that is why I know all of these mixed drinks because I'm a loser. Anyway, even if this was shitty, tell me what you thought? ... XO