By the time dusk had settled down her phone had buzzed on and off with calls, text, messages of her peers and friends to which Erin had ignored fumbling through her wardrobe grumbling grabbing the black halter top ripping it off the hanger with her damp half curled hair reaching down at the black buckle heels sighing slipping on her tight black smooth pants slipping the belt through the loops securing it finding a dark blue pull over top tossing both on her bed tossing out the heels too taking a rough swallow of air.
How long had it been since she saw her...too long. Far...too long. Storming over to the mattress she snatched up the halter top lacing it up fastening it the rest of the way yanking the other top sliding it on flopping on the bed slipping one boot over her foot tightening ropes stopping for a moment shutting her eyes. 'Should I really be doing this? Am I this...eager...to see her again?' The thoughts poured in, the concerns the fears then the dangers. The life she spiraled out of control for was one she could be walking directly back into with repercussions. No.
"I'm gonna find her, drag her ass outta what ever she's into get her help and..." What then? Erin sighed again slipping the other boot on standing up walking up to the mirror of her bedroom gazing into her reflection. She certainly wasn't that same girl as before, she had grown...matured. But the image, was all too eerie and familiar. She wanted to look, she wanted... 'K, please be okay please be...be what I remember you were.'
Erin glanced over at the final message, the dead ringer for the night.
"Kid...take the time you need. I'll be here - Hank" Staring at the message for a moment she contemplated responding then let it go grabbing her phone slipping into her back pocket grabbing her keys ID and smaller wallet sliding it into the other pocket slipping her badge into her boot stretching leg adjusting to the tight holster of her knife in the right boot. No gun. Besides, clubs would check for a gun but a knife sheathed far too hidden...they wont search for that especially when it's a ceramic one that couldn't be picked up by metal she was ready for this it was now or never as she turned off the lights in her apartment locking the doors behind her heading to hail a cab.
The pulse of the music, dark but electric heightened her already euphoric high gazing down from the balcony of the club at all the dancers and foolish entrepreneurs leaning further over on the rail. Instantly her body relaxed melting as a soft pair of arms circled her kissing the shell of her ear. Her short partially spiked dark hair streaked in red gave easy access to her neck as lips teasingly caressed her flesh.
"You look so...concerned..." The partial accent of a soothed almost enchanting voice brought a purr through her. "Second thoughts?"
"Hardly." The arms tugged her against the bust of her captor.
"Your body tenses even though it appears relaxed...your breath catches and...it skipped." Brown eyes widened slipping into a blissful memory as the woman walked out onto the dance floor. "She's here." Kaitlyn knew there was no use hesitating, or even denying it. The arms slipped from her body and the laughter brought a tremble from her. Turning back, empty warm air but cold, so very cold. 'Sorry babe...' Brown eyes slid into an emotionless stare slipping away from the balcony stepping down the stairs into the crowd preparing to hunt, but this time...it was familiar prey.
Erin scanned the room, alert and eager to get the hell out as soon as she could. Being frisked a little too personally at the door was enough of a discomfort. Hazel eyes gazed from one side to the other lifting her phone finding no response after she had sent a message she was there. The music pulsed a little quicker the beat thundering in her ears as the lights changed from the more eccentric colors to darker reds and purples and her own heartbeat sped up. The air was thick with heat the scents far too much of a reminder of dangerous nights. She tried her best to shake it off pretending to dance loosen up enough not to stick out like a sore thumb but the tension radiated off her in waves. The further she sunk into the group the further from escape she felt. She shouldn't feel so trapped but her instincts were telling her to run. Just as she began to back up and away from such sensual dancers a body pressed against hers and hands small hands gripped her hips. Hazel eyes trembled until a warm scent a familiar scent permeated her senses shutting her eyes dropping her head back meeting a soft shoulder as the smooth skin of her face rubbed against Erin's cheek and suddenly the danger faded. The detective sunk into the arms of her long lost, swaying into the music swimming into the dance.
There was something about K that took Erin from the darkest reach and brought her into a prism of warm lights. Even after all this time, Kaitlyn still had that effect on her. The minute she turned her head a soft set of lips met her own. Erin should have jumped back, after all she wasn't into women not like that but...she tasted...strawberries...sweet... The woman slid a hand up cupping the detective's chin intensifying the kiss smiling as her small mouth opened to her inviting her in and it was all it took as two tiny tablets began to break apart spread by their tongues dancing as their bodies swayed. Erin was too caught up in the moment to warrant the trap she had walked into. Her body warming by the kiss, melting into K and Katz wasted no time slipping a possessive arm around her captive's body. She pulled her lips from the dazed woman's smiling with hazel eyes glazed from the drug seeping into her body stroking her curling brown hair bringing her lips against Erin's ear.
"Feeling better Eris..." Erin slid her gaze away suddenly kicking a tiny spark of panic into her trying to lift her arms finding her body unable to respond to her attempt. Kaitlyn held her swaying them to the music keeping the woman from finding her footing to struggle. 'Just let it take you Eris...please...don't fight it...' She felt the guilt hit her as Erin went to speak and her eyes rolled back her body slumping against her, succumbing to the drug losing all connection to the balance she had once had. Kaitlyn cursed herself for ensnaring her friend but it had to be done. The detective and her squad had broken up far too much business of the owner's and the only way to settle the score was a deep wound. A cold shudder ran through her spine as the woman appeared from the crowd and two men helped pull them from the dance floor into the darkness of the private cove.
"My my...you didn't disappoint." Sharp dark red nails slid over the dosed detective's face scraping her cheek. "I think she will be a fine edition to my chambers...don't you?" Dark blue eyes studied her pet's. "You aren't showing a merciful bone in that gorgeous body of yours are you? I would hate to have to cut if out of you." Kaitlyn jerked back letting go of her friend removing the emotion from her face. "That's better. Take her back to my domain, and make sure you dump that hideous shield and knife on the floor by the back door. I want the faintest of bread crumbs to lead those fools to a horrific dead end..." The woman danced herself back into the crowd leaving the woman to watch the only one whom ever protected her treated her like the world carried off by the guards of her dark mistress. 'Erin...what have I done...'