Betty sat up in the bed clutching the blanket tightly to her, without him on top of her she noticed the room was only getting colder, her mind was still reeling from what had happened, and how his mouth had felt on her, her body was still beyond sensitive as she sighed leaning her head back and running her own hand on her torso, letting herself run her fingers along her skin, before making her way down and running her fingers along the fabric of her panties that was now soaked, she moaned at the contact the pressure low in her stomach still driving her insane, she started slowly rubbing herself, but stopped quickly knowing she wanted to wait for him…. She threw the blanket off of her reaching for his shirt and sliding it back on before making her way to her jeans and grabbing her phone, trying to distract herself, she crawled back into his bed snuggling into the pillow and inhaling his sent before rolling on to her back and opening her phone, she opened instagram scrolling mindlessly through the feed for a few minutes, then opened her snapchat watching a few, getting restless she sat back up, scooting back until her back was against his plain wooden headboard, she pulled her knees up and opened candy crush, starting to play a game, her phone vibrated in her hand the small notification at the top showing she had a text from Kevin.

Are you bored too?

She quickly started typing back.

Joaquin left too? where are you?

She sat staring at the conversation, the three bubbles popped up as he typed.

Yep :( I'm in that cigar lounge.

Betty put her phone down on the bed, her gears turning too quickly. Whatever was happening was big enough to need all the serpents, she lifted her thumb nail between her teeth, her curiosity getting the best of her, she crawled out of the bed and walked into the living room, stepping across the cold floor to the window behind his desk and looking out into the side of the parking lot were a new row of bikes were, she knew the voice on the other side of the door had been Sweet Pea but she wasn't able to hear what he was saying. Before she was even aware of what she was doing she was in the bedroom pulling her jeans back on, and slipping on her shoes. She hurried back out into the living room before she changed her mind and rushed into the hallway closing the door quietly behind her. She slowly started down the stairs still braless and in his T-shirt, taking them one stair at a time and looking around carefully, she made it to the door that led back to the bar and stopped, taking a deep breath. She turned to the staircase that lead downstairs, she stepped as silently as she could finding another door at the end, she huffed out a breath already knowing it was locked, she reached her hand into the back pocket of her jeans, thanking her past self for always having a few bobby pins on her, she pulled one out, putting half between her teeth and pulling it straight before crouching down and starting to get to work on picking the lock, she held it still feeling each pin push up, trying to go as slowly and quietly as possible.

"Elizabeth Cooper," The whisper sounded behind her making her jump, she turned to see Kevin's disapproving glare.

"What are you doing here?" she whispered glaring back.

"Finding you," He whispered more loudly "You didn't respond and I know you too well," He hissed quietly.

"Shhh," She shushed him rolling her eyes.

"Come on, this is a bad idea," He scolded, staring at her hand that was still holding the knob. She ignored him focusing back on the last pin, pushing it up and turning the knob in her hand slowly hearing a light click, she looked back at him holding her finger to her lips. She opened the door a crack, hearing voices inside, she crawled through the crack holding it slightly open with her foot and looking at Kevin who stared at her with wide eyes before throwing up his hand in exasperation and crawling after her, she looked around still completely crouched down, to her right was a large metal staircase leading even lower into a huge supply warehouse filled with crates, the scaffolding that they were on looked like it went completely around the perimeter of the room and had some cardboard boxes placed along the railing, she waited while Kevin gently let the door go back, not letting it click completely back into place, still trying to be as silently as possible, she could see the group of guys in the center of the cement floor down the stairs, a man sat in the middle of them tied expertly to a metal chair. She crawled on her hands and knees to the right staying hidden behind the boxes, making her way until she found a small break that she could see between and pulled herself closer to the railing staying low and motioning for Kev to follow her, he obeyed squeezing himself between the towers of boxes trying to hide from view of the door incase anyone else walked through. Betty focused her attention on the guys listening closely and breathing quietly.

She saw the man in the chair, his shaggy curly hair reaching his shoulders, his tan skin making him look Hispanic or maybe Native American. His head was bowed, his shoulders slumped over. Sweet Pea and Joaquin were on one side slightly behind the guy, a group of guys she didn't know were standing off to the side talking with Fangs, but they all had Serpent jackets on with slightly different patches, she could make out the back of one them, reading Toledo Serpents. Her eyes finally fell on Jughead how had his back turned to her, his toned muscles seemed flexed even through his dark tattoo, as he leaned over a metal table the two older men from earlier who had helped Sweet Pea with the crate were at his side. She noticed Gears was missing, but assumed he would probably be upstairs running security, her anxiety spiked as she looked up around the walls and the ceiling looking for cameras, but realizing they probably wouldn't put any down here to hide evidence, but she felt oddly proud of herself for even looking for them, and remembering all her sleuthing skills. Jughead turned around his eyes blazing as he walked towards the man, his gait confident and intimidating. He stepped over to the man pulling his head back by the roots of his hair making him look up.

"So you gonna tell me what you were looking for?" Jughead asked calmly even though his stance seemed deadly, the man stayed silent looking up at him angrily a scowl on his face, Jughead let his head go taking a step away, the man kept his eyes on the Serpent leader. Jug turned impossibly quickly cracking his fist against the guys cheek, the man's head whipped to the side the chair lifting on one side about to fall, but Sweet Pea caught it, pushing it roughly back up.

"I'm gonna ask again…" Jug glared bending down and getting close to the guys face. "What were doing there?" He growled angrily this time. The man glared back, Jug nodded with a terrifying smile on his face. He hit the guys face again, the crack echoing through the warehouse, making Betty flinch. The chair started falling again and Jughead held his hand up to Sweet Pea, who stepped back letting the man fall on his side with a loud thud, Jug stood over the man, lifting his boot and slamming it into the man's jaw smashing it hard into the concrete, he crouched down next to the man, pulling him effortlessly back to a sitting position, blood trickled out of the man's mouth his jaw now hanging loosely as if it wasn't attached correctly to his skull anymore. Betty felt Kevin pull at her arm, but she couldn't look away, her eyes wide as she watched the man she was falling in love with beat someone to a bloody pulp.

"Betty, we should go," He whispered close to her ear, all she could do was shake her head, needing to see what happened.

"Alright listen, I'll level with you," Jughead turned his back to the man cracking his knuckles loudly and shrugging "I've had a long night, I'm tired, and I got a bitch waiting in my bed for me, so it's your lucky day," Jughead turned back around his face a sickening smile, Betty flinched at his words, sucking in a sharp breath, her heart pounding, feeling like a complete fool for believing she meant anything to him. "I'm gonna leave you down here to think about your answer, let just hope you don't shit yourself or bleed out," He cocked his head to the side shrugging.

"I'm not even bleeding asshole," the man finally spat viciously his words slurred from the odd angle of his jaw. With that Jughead just nodded reaching behind him and pulling the gun from the back waistband of his jeans that Betty hadn't even noticed was there and pointed it easily at the man shooting once in his shin and again in his bicep, the loud pops making Betty physically cower away, and slam her eyes shut, the man's cries making her reach her hand up and cover her mouth to stop from screaming. She opened her eyes to see the man convulsing slightly, and Jughead tucked the gun back into his waistband this time in the front.

"Leave the one on his leg, stop the bleeding on his arm," Jughead instructed one of the older guys. "If he starts finding his will, open it back up," He smiled at the man in the chair lifting his head up and looking into him, the man's eyes lulling slightly in pain. "Like I said, it's your lucky night," He smiled raising his eyebrow and letting his head drop back down. Jughead called over to the Toledo crew "You guys are welcome to stay," He nodded and they all nodded back before continuing to talk amongst themselves. Jug headed over to Sweet Pea and Joaquin while the two other guys lifted the man in chair and pulled him over to the metal table getting to work on his wound.

"Betty… We need to go," She finally turned to see Kevin in the lowlight had turned slightly green, his face terrified.

"Yeah," She squeaked in a whisper, pushing him back and crouching down as they rushed to the door, opening it a crack and squeezing through it shutting it gently behind them once they were in the stairwell they stood completely. Kevin grabbed her shoulders his hand shaking.

"We should go home, we need to leave," He said panic rising in his voice.

"No, no, just breath, go back to the room and wait for Joaquin, it's not safe to try to leave now," She instructed him calmly, even though inside she was screaming, she balled her hands into fists digging her nails into her palm trying to keep composure.

"Betty, he just shot him," Kevin cried quietly.

"I'm sure there is a reason," She looked into his eyes trying to calm him down, but she already knew how stupid she sounded, she just knew she needed to talk to him "Listen to me, go back, Joaquin will explain it I'm sure, but we need to get out of this hallway now," She said in a desperate hurry knowing it would only be worse if they got caught, and not knowing what would happen. "Go now," She pushed him and he finally listened opening the door to the bar, Betty started racing up the stairs before stopping "Shit!" She turned around stumbling back down the stairs to the door and trying to pull the bobby pin out, but getting it stuck, her hands started sweating as she pulled as hard as she could, knowing they would probably be heading that way any second, she finally pulled it out, turning on her heel and racing up the stairs finally making it to his apartment, and rushing inside slamming the door behind her, she kicked off her shoes, sliding off her jeans and throwing them against the wall, where her hoodie still was. She crawled onto the bed shoving her feet under the covers just as the main entrance to his apartment opened and he stepped through, his posture rigid as he mechanically walked to the kitchen sink pulling out his gun and placing it on the counter, she watched him put his bloody hands in the sink and start washing them, she wouldn't have noticed the blood if she didn't already know it was there. He stood at the sink for a long time his back hunched over, he finally splashed water on his face, turning and freezing when he realized she was watching him.

"Hey, you're still awake," He said, she could tell he was trying to make his voice gentle but she could still hear the sharp edge to it as he struggled to push away that side of him, and she wondered if she would have caught it if she hadn't seen what she had. He walked across the room and she watched him carefully, feeling so conflicted, the fact that she was still affected by him made her want to slap herself. He sat on the edge of the bed sliding his shoes off, but as they thudded to the ground a small streak of red ended up on the floor, he looked up at her and followed her gaze back to it, narrowing his eyes and watching her questioningly. She licked her lips, finding an odd strength she didn't know she had, feeling more angry than anything that he was so good at playing her, maybe it was because she wasn't surprised by the guns, that she already knew this side of him, or maybe after seeing his scars she understood a bit more about why he was so ruthless but for some reason all she could focus on wasn't what happened in the warehouse, but what he had said, that she had looked like such a fool, she felt confidence swell in her as she remembered that this lethal man was soft with her even if it was all a game, and she was still scared but significantly less. He looked back down at his hands stretching out his fingers. She raised her chin taking a deep breath and before she could stop herself the words fell from her mouth.

"So I'm just some bitch to you?" She asked strongly her voice only shaking slightly. His eyes snapped up, shock etched in his features, but realization washed over him, the shock melting quickly to pure anger.

"Jesus fucking christ, Betty," He growled staring her down, she tried to hold her gaze strongly at him but she eventually couldn't take it and looked away as he silently grilled her, he eventually looked away too shaking his head. He stared up at the ceiling an exhausted look on his face "What the fuck were you even… how did you…" he trailed off rubbing his hand down his face.

"A bobby pin," She answered feeling like a scolded child, he turned his head to her raising both his eyebrows.

"You picked a lock?" He asked, looking at her in disbelief, and she just shrugged. "You are fucking trouble, Cooper," He scowled.

"You didn't answer me," she tried again, biting down on her lower lip.

"No, you aren't just some bitch," he paused taking in a deep breath "I was just in a different mode, that you shouldn't have been around for," He sighed angrily. "I told you to wait here," He finally looked at her his dark green eyes burning into her.

"I know… I just, I wanted to see for myself," She swallowed hard.

"Well did you enjoy the show?" He spat, looking at her challengingly.

"No," She admitted looking away, her cheeks getting hot.

"Look at me," He commanded, she obeyed "I don't want you seeing that stuff, I keep it away from you for a reason,I need you to respect that," he said sternly looking at her deeply.

"I didn't know that was going to happen," She tried to defend herself, feeling oddly guilty.

"Exactly, it's not something I want you to be a part of," His frustration obvious on his face, his posture still super tense.

"Why?" She asked.

"That's a dumb fucking question, you just watched me interrogate someone, and you can't figure out why I don't want you to see that?" he cracked his knuckles closing his eyes tightly.

"Are you worried it will scare me?" She asked honestly, watching him carefully.

"Yes of course I'm fucking concerned about that, I don't want you to see that shit, it's not safe," He clenched his jaw still angry.

"Is it really just that it's not safe, or is it that I could see you differently?" She narrowed her eyes knowing she was probably getting too honest but she had just watched him shoot a man, they were past playing a game of being coy.

"Both," He sighed somewhat sadly looking away from her and staring at the wall.

"You have warned me so many times of exactly who you are, I know my reactions aren't always great, but I'm still here.." she finally leaned forward crawling slightly to him, sitting on her knees next to him on the bed, he stayed looking away from her, she tried to reach out grabbing his cheek but he pulled away from her.

"I'm not an idiot Betty, I know that shit isn't easy to stomach," He said in a clipped tone.

"Are you gonna let him die?" She asked quietly. He finally turned his head, searching her face.

"No," He answered shaking his head slowly, oddly affected by her question.

"Did you have a good reason for what you did?" She asked reaching out again despite his earlier rejection and gently touching his face.

"Yes," He watched her, blinking several times.

"Then that's all that matters," she said softly, looking up at him.

"Why…. Why aren't you running from me Betts?" His eyebrows knitted together.

"I don't know," She said honestly, she could still hear the pops of gunshots in her head, she knew she should be getting as far away from this as possible, she knew the last night when he held a knife to her she should have been long gone, but she was too far in it now, she knew it was all wrong but there was no changing it now, and she suddenly decided to be completely honest with him and herself "I know I should be terrified, I should want to get as far away from you as possible, I just watched probably the scariest thing I've ever seen, but somehow the only thing more terrifying than that is not having you at all," She stared at him feeling her heart pound in her chest as she admitted how important he had become to her. He looked at her his eyes wide as he swallowed hard, taking in her words.

"Where did you come from Betty Cooper?" He sighed lovingly, leaning into her hand. He finally reached up grabbing her hand from his face and squeezing it in his, he shifted himself to face her, reaching both of his hands up and grabbing her face pulling it to him and kissing her hard, she felt the desperate need in his kiss again, like whenever he went to a dark place he needed her lips to pull him back, he just held his lips against her and she felt his lower lip quiver slightly, he pulled back staying close to her as he closed his eyes tightly still holding onto her face.

"Who was he?" She finally asked, he opened his eyes shaking his head.

"Can I explain that some other time?" He asked, looking at her then down to her lips "I just want to be with you," He didn't let her answer he just kissed her again this time opening his mouth against hers, he reached his arms around her waist, standing up and lifting her with him easily, she wrapped her legs around him as he walked her back into the bathroom. He put her down reaching into his shower and turning a knob, water started pouring from the shower head.

"What are we doing?" she asked tilting her head to the side. He unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down his legs, taking his boxers with them and kicking them to the side, her eyes went wide, as he stood in front of her completely naked, she blushed hard, trying not to look at his well endowed form, but she couldn't stop herself, she trailed her eyes down his toned chest, noticing he also had random tattoos on his thighs, and one one the top of his foot as well that she hadn't noticed before, he watched her looking over him.

"I should probably make sure I wash all the blood off," he smirked, she looked across his chest noticing the small specks of blood on his pecks, and drips that were on his knuckles still and his forearms, she gulped just nodding "Take it off," He nodded at her shirt, she pulled it over her head, and looked up at him, his eyes drinking her in hungrily "All of it," he whispered seductively stepping closer to her, she obeyed again, sliding her panties timidly down her legs, before standing back up and stepping out of them. She looked away blushing, but he pulled her chin back up to him making her look at him "You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?" She tried to pull away not able to look at him, her blush creeping its way down her neck and making her chest hot, he kissed her forehead, then leaned away from her running his hand under the water feeling it and turning the other knob slightly, he stepped into the warm water, pulling her with him, the water hit her body making her shiver, the warmth enveloping her, he tilted his head back into it letting it run over his face and she watched as his black hair fell flat, getting soaked, she watched the water run down his body, turning slightly red as it washed down the drain, she couldn't stop herself she ran her hand down his hard chest loving the way his skin felt under her touch, her hands ran down his torso, the water making his skin soft and warm, he opened his eyes looking down at her watching her hands go lower gripping onto his hips, he had already been slightly hard from their kiss but now with her running her hands all over him he was completely hard, pressing gently against her, her breath hitched in her throat as she stared down at his length, her hands wanting to feel all of him, she looked up at him watching his dark eyes as she finally wrapped her hand around him, he hissed out a breath, pushing his hips into her hand, she pushed her hand all the way down to the base before sliding it back in her direction gripping him softly. He groaned, stepping forward pushing her back until she it the cold tile wall, his hand slamming onto the wall by her head as he dipped down kissing her, she kissed him back feeling the water on his face, she glided her hand down his length again, and he moaned into her mouth, she moved her hand a little faster feeling confident. He reached down grabbing her wrist and stopping her.

"Jug," She pouted trying to reach back to him.

"Hang on," He laughed, reaching into the small cubby that had bottles in it and pulling out body wash, pouring some into his hands and scrubbing his hands and forearms with it, the scent smelling like his skin normally did and filling the shower, he washed off the soap stepping back to her pressing his body against hers lifting her chin up to look at him. "I think we were in the middle of something before I left," He smiled wickedly. She gulped remembering exactly how it had felt, the way he had teased her, and touched her, before she could do anything he knelt down in front of her leaning his face forward and kissing low on her stomach, he grabbed her leg pushing it over his shoulder and making her stand on one leg, his height on his knees making her hold herself up on her toes, she sucked in a sharp breath staring down at him, the water pelting into his back, he held her hip in one hand pulling it slightly from the wall at an angle and forcing her leg to stay over him, his other hand was already tickling her inner thigh making her gasp. "Next time I tell you to do something, you do it," He looked up at her scoldingly, his fingers touching her entrance so lightly she could barely feel it, she groaned in frustration pushing her hips into him, "if I tell you to stay, what are you gonna do?" He asked in a growl pressing his fingers up slightly but not enough.

"Stay," She finally gasped out surrendering to him.

"If I tell you to wait here, what are you gonna do?" His eyes were impossibly dark as he looked up at her his mouth hovering over her skin.

"Wait, I'm gonna wait," She rushed out, his lips grazing her lightly.

"A fucking bobby pin?" He laughed against her rolling his eyes and she laughed too but it quickly melted into a guttural moan as he pushed his fingers into her, his mouth finding his way back to where it had been before he left. He pumped his finger into her, making her entire body shudder, she reached her hand out grabbing his shoulder to steady herself, thankful that he was holding her up because without it she would have fallen, he swirled his tongue in a circle on her clit, putting a relentless pressure against her, she threw her head back moaning his name, she had never in her life felt something like this. He pushed his fingers into her completely, keeping them there, curling them again and again, hitting a spot she had never felt, her fingers dug into his shoulder, she could already feel herself teetering on the edge. The adrenaline from earlier still making her body feel high on something, a warmth started spreading low in the stomach making her flex trying to hold herself back, he started moving his finger in and out of her, biting again gently on her clit, making her thighs try to squeeze together but he used his hand that had been on her hip to wrap around her thigh holding them open.

"Jug, slow down," she moaned breathlessly, but he just shook his head, the movement rubbing his lips against her, she wasn't gonna make it much longer. He pushed his fingers back into her doing that curling thing again, she clenched around his fingers, his tongue pressing fast and hard, and she was already too far gone.

"Jug," She moaned again letting her orgasm hit her, finally not holding back, she bucked her hips into his mouth crying out as her legs squeezed together shaking violently, he didn't pull his tongue away until she finally stilled, breathing so heavily she thought she might pass out, he pulled away, his fingers still in her as he slid her leg off his shoulder gently, with her feet on the ground she realized she couldn't hold herself up, her knees buckling as her toes went numb, he stood quickly pulling his fingers from her and catching her.

"Woah, you okay?" He asked smiling and leaning into her pressing her against the wall, his erection pressing into her lower stomach. She blinked a few times seeing little white specks, but nodded still in a daze. He grabbed her face kissing her, she could taste herself on his lips still, and she blushed feeling embarrassed at the thought. He pushed his weight into her, wrapping his arm around her waist, holding her tightly against him as he kissed her, she was finally clearing her head, getting her bearings her legs finding the strength to hold her up again, she put her hand on his chest sliding it down timidly and finding his length again in her hand, she grazed her fingers along him feeling him twitch against her. He kissed her tilting her head up and opening his mouth moaning into hers as she wrapped her fingers around him, she held him gently pulling her hand towards herself and back down to his base a few times in a row. "You can be rougher with me," he sighed against her lips, she listened to his instructions tightening her grip and moving a little quicker, he dipped his head leaning his forehead against hers, closing his eyes his body tensing.

"Like this?" she asked honestly, wanting to give him the same pleasure he had for her, she tightened her hand more, letting her hand come back all the way over the tip of him and back down. He nodded gritting his teeth his hips moving slightly into her hand.

"Fair warning, I won't last long, I'm too fucking turned on from that," he said in a low voice moaning at the end as his hand reached down touching her core, her body was too sensitive to his touch and she pulled back from him, reaching her other hand and using both of them on his length, holding him tightly, and moving her hands up and down him trying to pick up speed, he slammed his hand onto the wall by her head, his other hand grabbing her jaw before sliding back into her hair, he leaned his head down burying his face in her neck, "Oh fuck, Betts, keep going," He moaned into her skin, he grunted loudly, his hand grabbing the hair at the nape of her neck tightly, his body seemed to still for a second before he started twitching in her hands, his shoulders convulsed pushing into her, she felt him release against her stomach, even with all the water around them, she could feel the warm liquid, he let out a shuddering breath, still pulsing in her small hands. He stayed like that breathing heavily, his head resting on her shoulder. He finally pulled away lifting her head to look up at him "I'll clean that," He laughed breathlessly, pulling away he grabbed his body wash again, and spun her until she was the one in the water, he poured the liquid into his hand using it to softly wash her body, his hand running all over her making soapy bubbles, he did the same thing to himself, letting the water run down her back before turning her again, standing closely, pressing himself to her back and using his hand to rub off all the soap, running his hands gently down her stomach, she stood still letting him wash her, looking up at him her back pressed against his chest, an odd vulnerable feeling taking her over, as she watched him his face somehow softer than she had ever seen it besides the one time she had seen him sleeping. He bent his head down kissing her shoulder lightly, before meeting her eyes and smiling. He reached past her turning off the water, holding his other arm around her shoulders, he finally released her stepping out of the shower and grabbing a towel and holding it open for her, she couldn't take her eyes off of him as she stepped out too, letting him wrap the soft fabric around her. The way he was looking at her, the way he was being with her, it was in such huge contrast to who she had seen earlier, that it was hard to believe they weren't two different people. He dried himself off too with a different towel, rubbing his hair with it, the dark strands falling into his eyes, she wanted desperately to be inside his head, to know what he was feeling right then, because she knew for herself that moment between them had changed something.

"Was that okay?" She asked timidly, wrapping the towel under her arms, he stepped closer to her still completely naked. He held her face his hands.

"That was more than okay, that was easily the hottest thing I've ever done," He smiled leaning down and kissing her. "Now I need a bed, like now, before I just fall asleep here," He laughed lightly, and Betty watched him noticing that light was a good way to describe him, he pulled her by the hand out of the bathroom, she stopped on the way out grabbing her panties and his shirt. She put them back on as he reached into his top drawer grabbing a pair of loose fitting boxers and sliding them on.

"What side do you sleep on?" She asked standing by the bed waiting for him.

"All of them," He grinned, the motion reaching his ears and making them move slightly. "But I want you between me and the wall," he said in slightly more serious and protective tone. Her heart skipped a beat, and she obeyed crawling into the bed, he slid himself in after her, she turned her body towards him, and he smiled happily snuggling into the blanket, wrapping his arms around her pulling her small frame into him, and closing his eye.

"Jug?" she asked quietly, looking up at his still face.

"Hmmm?" He asked not opening his eyes.

"Can you wiggle your ears?" She knew it was an odd question and she didn't know why she was asking, maybe she was just delusion seeing as it was past 4am maybe even past 5am she didn't know. He just smiled with his teething laughing lightly before moving his ears back and forth a few times for her

"Now go to bed," He sighed tiredly pulling her closer, she closed her eyes, and before she could fall asleep she heard a light snore coming from him as his arms relaxed around her, she snuggled her face into his chest breathing in the scent of him and his blankets, letting herself drift off into a deep sleep.