A/N: Alright, one last chapter… oh boy, this could get really interesting… I asked Adam to pour me a glass of wine and he just decided that I should finish off the bottle and I'm starting to feel it a little bit, so if there are more typos in this chapter I sincerely apologize… I'm a total lightweight… It was just a bigger than normal glass of wine… *grumbles*

Disclaimer: Do buzzed disclaimers even count?

Nero yawned despite himself, Lady was going to be a bitch, as was per typical of her. To be fair he and she got along a lot better than they had when they first met, it was just that… well she still tended to be a bit judgmental toward those with demonic genes, which happened to include himself and Dante, though right now he was pretty sure that she was just jealous of the thorough screwing that he was sure that she had heard, he was pretty sure that Dante was right on this one and that Lady was just jealous of them and how much they slept together and the relationship that they had with one another. While the pair of hunter had never broadcasted that they were in a relationship, is was pretty much just unspoken at this point. Even Fred's diner down the street had pretty much just accepted that the two of them were in a relationship. Any newcomers that questioned who the hotties were were quickly told by the waitress that usually served them that they were in fact taken and an item themselves. It usually stunned whichever pretty female was sitting at another table and Nero took quite a bit of joy in the look of absolute shock. Sometimes he'd even go a step further and wink at them, just to rile them up a little bit, sometimes they just blushed, and sometimes they would take it upon themselves to ask if they were up for some… experimentation in the bedroom. Which they would politely decline, of course. But some of them got mad or disgusted and it just made Nero laugh these days, back when he still worked with the Order, back when he still lived on the island, he would have been disgusted too, but that was before he met Dante, that was before he and the half devil were deeply involved and intertwined, anything that Dante was a part of, he was a part of too. Or so he always assumed

-Time Slip-

The day had started like any other, the two having a go at one another in the old rickety bed which every time they did really go at it, Nero was sure that they were going to have to replace. Then usually they'd go downstairs and hear Lady rant at them for causing so much noise and skipping out on the early morning crowd of calls, not that there really were enough for the three of them to split but it did edge on the line of being too much for just one person, but didn't qualify as a rush by any means… But if Lady called at any point in the morning that meant that one of them would get out of bed and go help her, she could certainly be a pain in the ass but that didn't mean that they wouldn't help a friend when she needed them. If it was bad enough she was calling a cell instead of the phone in the office that meant that she needed help. They were always ready when that moment came.

Trish would usually roll in a little bit later. The two of them meeting had been quite the trip. They had originally been tracking the very same demon, and had got in one another's paths… well between the she devil and Lady and her grudge against anything demonic… suffice to say that it hadn't gone too well between the two women until they realized that they had a lot more in common than they thought, including a love of screwing over the pair of partial devils… Dante begroaned that they liked Nero better but the blue hunter wasn't quite too sure of that, maybe he wasn't quite as sassy as Dante was and they just didn't feel the need to take it out on him as badly but either way he definitely got his fair share.

Morrison would stop by later in the day, sometimes with, and sometimes without Patty. Sometimes the young girl would come by all on her own. Though now that she had been reunited with her mother she swung by a lot less frequently, Nero wasn't sure if he liked the quiet more or if he missed the tiny blonde whirlwind of energy flying about the place. He remembered some of the adventures they'd had between meeting the young kind of orphan and her reunion, they'd been crazy, from everything to helping Dante break out of a max security prison to winning a poker tournament that he'd never thought he'd win… The past couple years had been quite the adventure

-Time Slip-

It was Morrison slipping in the door around noon that tipped Nero off to something being odd about the day, Morrison was usually collecting more information from the early risers of the underground at this time, people usually didn't really start talking till four or five and then he'd come the next day around three with info that he'd confirmed that early afternoon and originally picked up the night previous.

"What can I do for you?" he asked, slipping his boots up onto the table in much the same position as Dante usually would, relaxing back in the chair. Morrison paused, looking at him

"You look just like him." Nero knew he was referring to the half devil and shrugged

"Getting my usual gettup repaired, Dante's got spares." He looked down at the overlaying black and red leather "Not my style really but gotta do what you gotta do." Morrison nodded

"Well ah, I've got a job for you."

A/N: And I'm done for this week! Woot! Anywho I'm gonna hope there's not too many typos in this…

Till next time,

-Winged Element