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Just another man walking the earth
eyes wide open, ever since birth
I see a lot of things as a gift and a curse
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Jesse Speaks

The sun was beating down warmly, odd for a cold season.

The street was packed with people doing their daily shop, myself gathering food to restock an empty cupboard and alcohol; lots of it. It had been just shy of a week since we defeated Zeno, and since Ben saw Claire last.
On the news the destruction of New York had been put down to a devestating cyclone, the angels doing a thorough job of making sure that majority of the population lived naive to the excistance of angels and demons and monsters. We knew better though but it was hard to remember that I was on that list of things humans shouldnt know about, ecspecially as I walked towards Bens car like any other human.

The week had gone by slowly, Adam wanting all the details and Ben acting as though Claire had been killed. Somehow I knew she would be alright; the angels were probably fixing up a few loose ends before they returned Claire. Dean had hung around for a few days, making sure his son was alright and filling in the missing years they both had, but left when he recieved a message from his brother, vowing he would see Ben again and not leave it for how ever many years.
Myself; I was battling along, just nervous about the future.
I still wanted to hunt; feeling as strong as ever with my new found abilities, I only wondered why Ben didnt leave with his father. Family was everything to those two, and Ben had said it was so he could wait for Claire, but there was something else.
Would he still want to hunt with me even though I am the same creature Zeno is, was?

I couldnt help but pitty Zeno, his memories were amongst my own now; just a guy that has his heart and soul crushed and wanted something better for the world; he just went about it the wrong way.
Would the angels kill him? Or was there some sort of prison up there for people and things like Zeno? He was human after all, maybe he would go straight to hell, or purgatory.
It was scary to think as to what would happen to me when I died, I saw no chance for me to be getting into heaven, maybe purgatory was an option for me.
What if there were others out there like me? For years I thought I was the only one, I just prayed that they wouldnt be like Zeno; that was too much hard work.

Placing the shoping on the back seat, I shut the door and was walking around to the drivers side when something snatched at my attention. It pulled at me until my eyes caught up with the feeling.
Long dark hair was swaying softly on the ladies back as she walked away, denim jeans dirty and my heart leapt to my throat as I slammed the door, racing after the woman.
'Tatiana!' I yelled, but she didnt stop, so I ran faster.
'Tia,' I grabbed her shoulder spinning her around, blue eyes looking up at me, terrified.
It wasnt her, even though she could change shape, my skin didnt crawl with the recognition of a shape shifter.
'I am sorry, I thought you were someone else.'
'Creep.' the lady snapped, marching off quickly.

I sighed as I headed back to the car, eyes scanning over every face and hoping I would get that feeling again but it didnt happen.
I wasnt sure why I reacted the way I did, after all I wanted to rip her vocal cords out and drag her intestines out through her throat. I couldnt think like that, she was dead. The last time I saw her she was baking on the inside from a silver weapon and bleeding to death.

Getting into the car, I was sad that she had died, maybe it was because I wasn't the one that killed her? I don't know, but every time I thought of Tatiana, I thought of how Ben must be feeling with Claire not around, and it hurt.


The waiter carefully carried out the order, a plate of cake and a large coffee balanced carefully in his hands as he weaved through the tables.
Standing at the door, he scanned over the customers to find the right table for the order, seeing the number ticket on an outside table in the far corner.
'Here you are ma'am, black forest and black coffee three sugars.'

The lady smiled up at him and he could have sworn that when he took the order, she had blonde hair, not brown.
'Thank you, keep the change.' she said, handing him some cash. The waited nodded his head, turning and leaving quickly.
The sun was out today, he thought, maybe it was just the sun, peoples eyes dont change like that.

Tatiana sighed happily as she sank in the chair, sipping at he coffee. From here she could see Jesse walk back to the car, driving off slowly. It took a bit of will to not grab his hand as he walked passed her, to keep quiet and hidden from him. If she told him that she had survived, that she did tell him she would be fine, he might do something to her that would not be good, after all, she was a serial killer and a traitor. Yet at the thought of Jesse, half demon and half human, working with hunters and being good, it made Tatiana want to be good, maybe it would make him like her as much as she liked him.

With a happy hum, she made sure the fork wasnt silver before stabbing the it into the large piece of cake.
One day.

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I'll always be there
Always on your mind
I'll always be there
But for now good night
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