Goodnight My Love
Part Five
Closing the door to his private office at Julian's compound, Sonny pulled off his coat and ran fingers through his short hair. His tensions eased out in an unusually heavy sigh. For a moment he allowed himself a moment to rub his neck and stare at the portrait of Archon. He wondered vaguely what the old vampire would say if he could see Sonny now. His mind consumed with the troubles being a cop. Frank had spent a good deal of time questioning Marco and Todd. Both had smoothly answered him and left the station as freemen. The pressures of keeping Frank off the trail of the truth were beginning to wear at him. Like a sandpaper coat that he could never remove.
Tossing his actual overcoat across the plush back of his chair, the vampire sat down and stared at the pile of cases. They reminded him yet again of the trouble that his Prince's city was in. Not that it was serious mind you, just one constant complaint or situation, after another. All of which he had to deal with, Julian was too busy juggling his own affairs to do all the work. So Sonny had been handed some of the job, just another pressure on his already tired shoulders. Shoving the pile aside he grabbed the phone and was about to dial Rebecca's when someone walked in. Sonny paused as he spotted the thirteen year old boy being carried in by his collar compliments of Cash.
"Sonny," Cash dangled the boy in front of his desk. " Meet John, he's with Antonio."
The boy turned defiant angry eyes to the cop and for a moment Sonny was numb. In his head he heard the words of his girlfriend. "He'll be chasing a kid who turns out to be a monster..."
"Take a seat." He waved to the empty armchair across from him.
Cash deposited the boy, none to gently into the seat. In fact he looked ready to rip him to shreds. Sonny knew the anger was well placed considering the history, but for the moment he waved him off. " Cash if you would wait outside?"
"Sure, I need to wash my hands anyway." Cash turned to go.
John shifted around in his seat. " You might try washing every day."
The Gangrel turned around sharply and the boy was lifted off the chair. He grinned lethal looking fangs at the Enforcer and laughed. " Go on, do what's in your nature to do."
"Cash, please put him down." Sonny put a hand on the man's arm.
Squeezing just slightly as a reminder to him. There was a moment where Cash might not listen before he dropped the vampire boy onto the floor and stormed out. John flipped him the bird before righting his chair and sitting in it. He gaze Sonny his full attention with wide, innocent eyes.
"Cut the crap Jonathan." Sonny sat down and leaned back in his chair. " I know why you're here and it's not for my benefit."
John frowned for a moment. " Tony wants what's his and he won't take no for an answer." The voice that came from that seemingly young face was mature. " Consider yourself warned."
"Meaning that he is declaring war?" Sonny gazed at those young eyes as the boy laughed at him. " John, is Antonio declaring war?"
"That is a rather broad term I think, besides that includes the rest of the clans." The boy made a show of thinking it over and shrugged. " It's more like a test. If you pass then you can live and keep your place. If not..." John waved a hand in the air, " You understand I am sure."
"It's becoming very clear." Sonny muttered. " So why is he not here telling himself?"
"Tony is very busy and has only certain amounts of time." John hopped down from the chair and brushed off the shoulders of his coat. " Speaking of which I am late for another meeting."
Just before he reached the door Sonny said: " Why come back now?"
The boy gave a devilish grin and chuckled, " Cameron came back, why not the rest of us?"
With that he left and Sonny sank back in his chair. It was bound to happen with Archon dying and all. Those that he cast out of the city would try and get back in. Try to reestablish their old grounds. That was how it went when one leader died and another was chosen. But, the only thing wrong was their timing. Why was it that every time something was going good, the rest of life fell apart? That was question he had never been able to answer in all his years. Not thinking about it he reached for the phone and dialed Rebecca's number. She wasn't home for work yet so he left a message. Sonny glared at the files and shook his head. Blindly he reached for one and felt his shoulders tense up. Opening the cover he forced himself to read the facts and found his mind wandering. Cheerfully he made no attempt to stop it and was more then willing to imagine his girlfriend.
Part Five
Closing the door to his private office at Julian's compound, Sonny pulled off his coat and ran fingers through his short hair. His tensions eased out in an unusually heavy sigh. For a moment he allowed himself a moment to rub his neck and stare at the portrait of Archon. He wondered vaguely what the old vampire would say if he could see Sonny now. His mind consumed with the troubles being a cop. Frank had spent a good deal of time questioning Marco and Todd. Both had smoothly answered him and left the station as freemen. The pressures of keeping Frank off the trail of the truth were beginning to wear at him. Like a sandpaper coat that he could never remove.
Tossing his actual overcoat across the plush back of his chair, the vampire sat down and stared at the pile of cases. They reminded him yet again of the trouble that his Prince's city was in. Not that it was serious mind you, just one constant complaint or situation, after another. All of which he had to deal with, Julian was too busy juggling his own affairs to do all the work. So Sonny had been handed some of the job, just another pressure on his already tired shoulders. Shoving the pile aside he grabbed the phone and was about to dial Rebecca's when someone walked in. Sonny paused as he spotted the thirteen year old boy being carried in by his collar compliments of Cash.
"Sonny," Cash dangled the boy in front of his desk. " Meet John, he's with Antonio."
The boy turned defiant angry eyes to the cop and for a moment Sonny was numb. In his head he heard the words of his girlfriend. "He'll be chasing a kid who turns out to be a monster..."
"Take a seat." He waved to the empty armchair across from him.
Cash deposited the boy, none to gently into the seat. In fact he looked ready to rip him to shreds. Sonny knew the anger was well placed considering the history, but for the moment he waved him off. " Cash if you would wait outside?"
"Sure, I need to wash my hands anyway." Cash turned to go.
John shifted around in his seat. " You might try washing every day."
The Gangrel turned around sharply and the boy was lifted off the chair. He grinned lethal looking fangs at the Enforcer and laughed. " Go on, do what's in your nature to do."
"Cash, please put him down." Sonny put a hand on the man's arm.
Squeezing just slightly as a reminder to him. There was a moment where Cash might not listen before he dropped the vampire boy onto the floor and stormed out. John flipped him the bird before righting his chair and sitting in it. He gaze Sonny his full attention with wide, innocent eyes.
"Cut the crap Jonathan." Sonny sat down and leaned back in his chair. " I know why you're here and it's not for my benefit."
John frowned for a moment. " Tony wants what's his and he won't take no for an answer." The voice that came from that seemingly young face was mature. " Consider yourself warned."
"Meaning that he is declaring war?" Sonny gazed at those young eyes as the boy laughed at him. " John, is Antonio declaring war?"
"That is a rather broad term I think, besides that includes the rest of the clans." The boy made a show of thinking it over and shrugged. " It's more like a test. If you pass then you can live and keep your place. If not..." John waved a hand in the air, " You understand I am sure."
"It's becoming very clear." Sonny muttered. " So why is he not here telling himself?"
"Tony is very busy and has only certain amounts of time." John hopped down from the chair and brushed off the shoulders of his coat. " Speaking of which I am late for another meeting."
Just before he reached the door Sonny said: " Why come back now?"
The boy gave a devilish grin and chuckled, " Cameron came back, why not the rest of us?"
With that he left and Sonny sank back in his chair. It was bound to happen with Archon dying and all. Those that he cast out of the city would try and get back in. Try to reestablish their old grounds. That was how it went when one leader died and another was chosen. But, the only thing wrong was their timing. Why was it that every time something was going good, the rest of life fell apart? That was question he had never been able to answer in all his years. Not thinking about it he reached for the phone and dialed Rebecca's number. She wasn't home for work yet so he left a message. Sonny glared at the files and shook his head. Blindly he reached for one and felt his shoulders tense up. Opening the cover he forced himself to read the facts and found his mind wandering. Cheerfully he made no attempt to stop it and was more then willing to imagine his girlfriend.