Liam O'hara's Story

Cassie smiled brightly upon hearing Liam's voice, turning to greet her brother "your back" she stated the obvious as he walked towards the bar, his usual smirk plastered across his face as he teased her about boys, something he claimed that was his so called 'right' as the older brother. With a roll of her eyes Cassie chuckled lightly "oh you know me Liam, I've had a different guy in my bed everynight" she teased back, knowing his overprotective brother side would come out. Pulling him into a warm, loving hug, she smiled into her brothers shoulder "I've missed you" the blonde admitted before pulling away, however when she did, she immediately caught sight of his appearance, her smile faltering "damn it Liam, you went on that vampire hunt by yourself, didn't you!?" she near enough shouted, moving behind the bar to pull out a first aid kit, noting that he didn't answer, Cassie shook her head in dissaproval, he didn't need to answer, she knew he had done "i literally begged you not too go there by yourself."

Feeling tears gather in her eyes, Cassie turned her head away from brother, she knew it was silly to get this upset about her brother, once again doing something she had asked him not to do but he sometimes didn't understand that he was the only thing on this earth she had left and the thought of him never coming home from a hunt, made her heart ache "your such an ass" she mumbled wiping her eyes.

Hearing the door open, her head instantly shot up as a young woman walked in, Cassie smiled in acknowledgement as the brunetted walked over to the bar "Excuse me umm... I heard that this is supposed to be the O'Hara Tavern I'm new and well...Sorry I kind of lost my train of thought there for a minute. Any way I heard through the grape vine that I might be able to find work here?" she spoke, Cassie noted the way her head moved towards an empty table, raising an eyebrow, the blonde shared a quick look at her brother.

Trying to make the girl feel welcome, Cassie smiled brightly, holding out her hand "Cassie O'Hara" she greeted "and this is my dick of a brother Liam" she introduced. "Do you have any experience working in a bar?"she asked "scratch that, you can learn, more importantly, are you a hunter?" Cassie asked, knowing that no normal person could handle working in a place like this, hell, she would hate to be the one who subjected someone into this lifestyle, it would quite frankly ruin their lives.

Hera nodded "My names Hera Richardson and yeah I'm familiar with Hunters, I've been on a few jobs" she looked over at the table the older couple from before got up and fazed through the wall behind the bar.

Hera followed them with her eyes trying not to make it to obvious, it tended to freak people out know that they had ghosts especially one that were their family. This pair made it clear that Cassie and Liam were their children, but the didn't stay around long to give her much more information then that. After the ghostly parents exited the room Hera put her whole attention back on Cassie and her brother.

"I also have experience waiting tables, I'll be honest with you though I don't have no high school diploma or GED crap. I can tell you I'll work my ass off for you, but I really need a job I'm on my last tank of gas and I got stiffed by my partner on the last hunt I was on. The asshole left before giving me the rest of my pay, and I was left with less then half of what we agreed on" she said her voice kind of giving off an aggravated tone.

It always frustrated her because she would fall for it almost every time some jerk claiming to be one of the best hunters finds out that she has a talent for drawing evil spirits to her and uses her. Spirits had always flocked to her like a moth to a flame when she was little it was terribly frightening especially when they were evil spirits. She was grateful for her grandmother's ability to put up barriers to keep the evil ones from hurting her at home. But many times on her way to on from school Hera would often come home with scratches, cuts and bruises from attacks. Her grandmother started making her wear a cross on her at all times because of this, but that didn't keep all the spirits at bay.

Liam sighed as his sister yelled at him, she didn't understand why he did what he did. It was to protect his family, his sister and all they stood for. He didn't look at the girl who spoke to Cassie straight away, no he knew that if he did his sister would yell at him for hitting on the woman, but then again he did sort of deserve the reputation.

When he heard " And this is my dick of a brother Liam" Liam looked up at the woman, Hera, he remineded himself. " I'm not really that bad.." he says holding his hand out for the woman to shake. She wasn't bad looking, but he did have lines he wouldn't cross, and one of them included somone who worked at his family bar. " I just tend to live on the more wild side of the world that us hunters live in." he smirked and let his natural southern charm flow.


Pulling in to the O'hara tavern's parking lot Toril shut off her car and sat in the front seat just breathing. Some days like this one, her back made it so difficult to breath or move she just waned to curl up and cry. Not that she would ever let herself do that, not while she was around other hunters that already treated her like she was a cripple. She made sure to rise to every challenge or trial they had for her, it wasn't a matter of pride. Toril couldn't fulfill her destiny if she just laid around and had others do things for her. It wasn't in her, she was a hunter in blood and spirit.

Glancing up she noticed a car pull in to the tavern parking lot, she instantly regonized the car as the one owend by Hector, another injured hunter that did the job for the rush. Getting out of her car Toril smiled at him, " So if you're back in town that means you came up with a new stunt. Care to share?" she liked Hector, and the fact that he didn't let his injuries get in the way made her like him even more.

"Richardson" Cassie mumbled, recalling the name "I knew your grandfather" she smiled slightly, knowing that he had passed recently "he was a good man" she added. "I also have experience waiting tables, I'll be honest with you though I don't have no high school diploma or GED crap. I can tell you I'll work my ass off for you, but I really need a job I'm on my last tank of gas and I got stiffed by my partner on the last hunt I was on. The asshole left before giving me the rest of my pay, and I was left with less then half of what we agreed on". Cassie laughed slightly "oh sweetheart i don't think one person in this joint has a high school diploma, it ain't necessary" she smirked, giving the girl the once over, silently cursing herself for how easy she was willing to give people a chance, she knew nothing about this girl, but looking at her and her disheveled appearance made her want to give her a chance. "Okay darlin, I'll give you a chance" she smiled warmly.

Running her hand through her blonde hair "I'm guessing you don't have a place to stay?" she gathered, knowing the answer Cassie nodded "well, you can have one of the rooms out back, if you like?" she offered.

Hector Dorothy

He smiled keeping his nerves hidden. If Hector was an honest man he might have asked her to help put the rest of the stunt together but Hector wasn't an honest man. "Just spreading the word will suffice." he said speaking with his usual confidence. A voice inside told him that he would only make the problem bigger if he spread the word but Hector quenched that voice with his own. "So who might you be?" he said turning towards the O'haras. There was a women with them that he didn't recognize and he didn't like not knowing things.
While awaiting his answer he looked her over. Her clothes weren't necessarily clean and he guessed she had probably just gotten off a hunt but didn't have the time to tidy up before going into public. He didn't like people who spent too much time on their appearance but he still felt that her looks pushed that belief. Her brown hair was done back in a ponytail but he could still see that it was just about as well put together as her clothes. Had he not known any better he would have thought she'd just been pulled from a dumpster. He could feel his smile slipping into a frown but it stopped itself when he noticed her eyes. She had the most interesting eyes he had ever seen with the swirl of grays blues and greens. He found that he couldn't take his eyes away from them but forced himself to knowing it would be awkward to just mindlessly stare into the stranger's eyes. He found himself avoiding eye contact and threw his attention to the O'haras. Liam had a cut on his head and Cassie was mad about it though she did a good job with her fake smile. Hector pulled so many fake smiles himself that it wasn't hard to notice another.

Nodding Toril turned to looks at the O'Haras, both of which she was familiar with. Cassie always helped her how ever she could. And Liam, let's just say he was so convinced she'd be amazing in bed that he ignored her scars. Leaving back in her seat she waited for somthing interesting to happen. It almost always did when more than two hunters got together. And when a pair of injured hunters stumbled through the doors it didn't seen like she had to wait long. "A little help?" the older of the pair said.

Toril hopped out of her seat and walked over to support the more injured guys other side. " Liam, clear the bar, I'll take a look at him from there." Laim nodded and started removing things from the bar " you gonna need the big first aide kit?" he asked her and her only reply was a ' no shit' look.

 

Hearing the door open, Cassie's head shot up, a smile appearing on her face as Hector and Toril walked into the building, she had to admit it was good to see them again and a wave of relief washed over heras it had been a few months since she had last seen them; it was in her nature to worry about friends. "Good to see you two" she said softly with a small nod, moving behind the bar and placed two cold beers in front of them. 

Leaning on her elbows on the long mahogany bar, Cassie smiled as she watched the people around her, she considered ever one of her regulars family and when they were all together she felt complete, although there were also those times when some would never return...those moments almost killed her. They had lost many people over the years but death was just one of those things you learnt to deal with at an early age when you grew up in the hunter lifestyle, it was a sad fact but a fact at that. Releasing a small smile, Cassie's smile faltered slightly as she thought about those who she hadn't seen in while and as a result was worried sick about, the Lucas brothers sprung to mind. It had been a while since she had last heard from Bill and Jeremy, apart from the texts and phone calls from Jeremy, which made her love the boy more, aside from that she hadn't heard much from her two favourite men (besides her brother.) The blonde couldn't deny how much she missed them both, Jeremy was like a younger brother to her, someone she was fiercely protective over, however with Bill they use to have something, something that made her believe  a happy ending could happen, the one main regret in life was letting him go. 

Sighing, Cassie brought her own beer to her lips, technically she shouldn't drink whilst working but she was the boss, she could do whatever the fuck she wanted. Her attention soon turned towards Hector who seemed to be intoxicated with her new bar maid, rolling her eyes at them both she decided to play match maker, those two looked like they could do with a little fun"Hector, this is Hera, my new barmaid" she spoke mischievously, hiding her smirk behind the beer bottle. 

 "A little help?"  

The familiar voice, caused Cassie's head to shoot up as she swallowed the lump in her throat, it was Bill, her heartbeat quickened as she looked at him 'damn him for still being so freakin handsome' she cursed silently, before noticing an injured Jeremy being supported by his brother. "Jer" she gasped, worry filling her senses "What happened?" Cassie asked sternly, her voice carrying louder than she had originally hoped.

Bill tried to focus on his brother and the woman who helped support him, but there was no way in Hell he could do that with Cassie so close. Her worried voice rang in his ears and he almost couldn't think of anything else. A grunt of pain from his brother brought him back to his senses enough to talk. He and the woman practically carried the younger man to the bar.

"We met this old drunk in a diner, ranting and raving about an angry wife who died thirty years ago," Bill began. He tried not to only look at Cassie but damn it all to Hell if she didn't look even prettier than the last time he'd seen her. "Should have been a simple salt and burn, but naturally it wasn't. Big surprise there."

Jeremy spoke up as they situated him at the bar, wincing as he was moved around. "An old hairbrush upstairs was the only thing keeping her around."

"Bitch pushed him down the stairs," Bill concluded.

Jeremy laughed but it turned into a groan. "Everything hurts. Thank you, by the way," he said to the woman who was helping him. He smiled at Liam too who was in charge of the firstaid kit.

Bill stayed close to his brother but still only had eyes for Cassie. "I thought it would be best to bring him straight here because the beds here are a whole lot better than the shitty ones he pays for." He finally managed to pull his eyes away from the blonde and nodded a greeting at her brother. He turned to the others in the bar and nodded as well. "Howdy," he said.

"Bill," Jeremy said, "Cherry is stuck in the car. Get her out."

"No," he said, "I'll go get her when you're fixed up." However, when Jeremy turned those pleading eyes to him he cursed. "Fuck. Fine," he grumbled. He looked at Cassie. "Watch him for me will ya'?" And he left to get the dog.

Toril nodded sympathetically to their story, she knew all about getting beaten to hell on a hunt. As she helped the guy to the bar he said "Everything hurts. Thank you, by the way," with a groan.

Smiling she rests him against the bar, " don't mention it, I know how you feel." then she turned to Liam, " help me get him up here.." she says pulling out a tall chair at the bar. Liam sighed as he walked around the bar, " you and I are going to talk about your bossiness after this." he grumbled as he helped move Jeremy.

" okay.." she says starting to unbutton the injured man's shirt. " why don't ou tell me your name? Because it looks like we are going to be getting to know each other quite well before this is over." Toril was kind of a sucker for helping injured hunters, it was partially because she was so good at it.

Hector Dorothy

Hector just nodded at he caught her name ignoring Cassie's mischievous tone. She thought that Hector was interested from a bachelor standpoint and that was not the case. Hector was interested in Hera as you might be interested in a book because of it has a cool cover. Hector kept fine lines between different kinds of interest because otherwise it caused unnecessary complications. For example when he once told a women at a bar sh interested him because he couldn't place her accent, he ended up punched in the face because she thought he was interested sexually. From the corner of his eye he glimpsed Toril who had sat down near him. He was unsure what category of interest he placed her in and that interested him even more.
Hector looked to the door as Bill and Jeremy came through, Jeremy leaning heavily against Bill. He wasn't oblivious to Cassie's sudden nervousness as she noticed Bill and he stopped his smile from increasing. He would call her out on that later as a little revenge for her trying to play matchmaker.
Hector watched as everyone around him got to work helping injured hunters. As he thought before comfort was not his expertise. The skills used for hunting the supernatural didn't really apply in the business of making people feel better. When he saw Bill leaving to get the dog from the car he saw his chance to escape.
"I'll help you with that." he said hopping out of his seat to leave after bill. Personally he hated dogs, too much like wolves, but he needed to get away from Hera's captivating eyes.

 

As Bill and Toril helped Jeremy to the bar, Cassie hurried back behind the bar, putting ice into a cloth before returning and holding it to Jeremy's head, a sense of relief washing over her as the youngest Lucas brother's injuries didn't look like anything overly serious, she had no idea what she would have done if they had of been. Cassie run her fingers up and down Jeremy's arm like a mother would comfort a child, laughing at herself on the inside, she had no idea she was that maternal. Suddenly she felt Bill's cool eyes on her and instantly she felt as if her knees were to buckle, why did he have to have such an effect on her. Finally turning her gaze onto the man who had stolen her heart the day he had first walked into her bar (although she would never admit that) Cassie offered a small but warm smile. 

"No," he said, "I'll go get her when you're fixed up." However, when Jeremy turned those pleading eyes to him he cursed. "Fuck. Fine," he grumbled. He looked at Cassie. "Watch him for me will ya'?" And he left to get the dog.

Cassie laughed slightly at the brothers, trust Jeremy to be worried about his dog even though, he was beaten to hell, but then again she supposed she would have been the same, however what amused Cassie even more was what a sap Bill was around his brother and she found herself biting her lip to keep from saying anything. "I won't let him out of my sight" Cassie smirked at Bill before he left to fetch the dog. 

Sighing she looked down at Jeremy and smiled warmly "it's good to see you Jer, despite the fact that I remember saying if the next time you walked into my and you were injured again I would kick your ass" she quipped, raising her  eyebrow slightly with a smirk "I'll just wait till your feeling better" she laughed placing a quick kiss onto the side of his head before turning to Toril and Liam. 

"Get him patched up then we can move him to the house."

Bill Lucas

"Thanks," Bill said as he was followed out to his car. "Damn dog," he mumbled, seeing the Beagle clawing at his passenger side window; he could hear her barking as well. He jogged to the car. "If you've scratched my seats then I'm getting my brother a new dog!" He pulled the door open and the dog jumped at him, attacking his face with her tongue. "I promise," he said to the dog, trying not to laugh as he pushed her off, "He's going to be okay." She looked at him with an all too smart tilt of her head, like she knew what he was saying, before she noticed the stranger. "That's Hector," he said. "Her name is Cherry. She's harmless, just protective."

Jeremy Lucas

Jeremy was a little nervous with a stranger helping him, but she was nice and he was glad for the help. Then, of course, Cassie's presence made it all okay. He smiled at her. "Save some of that ass kicking for my brother; he always gets mad when I make him worry." He really wished his brother wasn't so stupid because Cassie was amazing. "Sorry about this," he said to the ones helping him.

Toril shook her head, " it's fine, I figure my medical experience should be shared with other hunters so that they don't go through what I did." she smiled as she took in the heavily bruised ribs of the man who had still not given her his name. " I'm Toril by the way.." she glanced up at Liam, " ace bandage please." he nodded and handed it to her. " oh and some tape, I'm going to have to tape these in to place.

Liam did as he was told all the while keeping half an eye on his sister. He knew that she and Bill had a thing, he just didn't know how serious it was up until this point. Now watching the way his sister reacted to the hunter just walking in to the room made Liam think that she loved him. He didn't know how he felt about that, but he knew that if his sister w happy that was all that mattered.

 

. "Save some of that ass kicking for my brother; he always gets mad when I make him worry." Cassie laughed at Jeremy's statement before smiling warmly "you make us all worried" she replied, "so a ghost made you her bitch huh?" Cassie quipped with a smirk, trying to lighten the mood before turning to Toril "how's he looking? Anything broken?".  

Thankfully nothing was "I've got some aspirin up at the house, I'll go and get it" she offered with a small smile before turning to her brother "make yourself useful and watch my bar" she said, still feeling incredibly angry at Liam for going into that vampire nest without back up, shaking her head slightly Cassie decided to continue the argument later, she still felt that Liam had no idea how upset she was over the whole thing, if he had died, she would have been alone in the world, something she feared more than death itself. 

Slipping past the people, Cassie noticed Beau starting to follow her, with a smile and a scratch behind the Rottweilers ear, she ordered him to stay before she walked outside, immediately stopping when she saw Bill with Cherry in his arms. Offering him a small wave, accompanied with one of her greatest smiles, Cassie was tempted to walk over there, however she remembered Jeremy still inside in pain and so reluctantly walked away and towards her house.

Jeremy Lucas

Jeremy offered a smile to the woman but winced when she began to wrap him up. "I'm Jeremy," he grimaced. He tried to take soothing breaths but they hurt too. "I promise I'm not usually like this," he tried to joke. He was kind of embarrassed to have let a simple spirit get the best of him. And he wasn't a fan of his brother treating him like a kid; it was only okay when Cassie did it. She wasn't even treating him like a kid really, more like a younger brother. Bill on the other hand treated him like a baby brother- there is a difference.

Jeremy turned a grin towards Liam. "You look like shit," he said. The older O'Hara looked like he had gone through Hell and back.

Bill Lucas

Bill chuckled as the dog invaded Hector's bubble; her curiosity was cute if not a little awkward. He was hyper-aware of when the bar opened and Cassie walked out. Okay. Seriously, he needed to do something about this. He watched as Hector joined her and they walked towards the house... A house he had been in a few times... A house he wouldn't mind going in again...

He wasn't the kind of guy that thought like this, dammit! It was a lot easier when there were no emotions at all. Hell, life was easier without emotions, but sadly that was impossible. He was cursed to feel the guilt of not saving someone in time, or the pain of watching his brother have nightmares when he actually got any sleep at all. He felt angry whenever he thought of what happened to his parents and felt sad when he thought of his little brother growing up in all types of hellish homes. And now, to put the cherry on the cake, he was stuck with an unbearable ache in his chest for a woman that was right in front of him, but he thought he could never have her. The hunter lifestyle wasn't meant for relationships or gods-forbid families. He wouldn't want to put his kids through this shit and he certainly as hell wouldn't risk dying and having them put in foster care. The system had already been cruel enough to his brother.

He leaned against the hood of his car, tilting his head back to look up at the sky.

He had convinced himself that one-night stands were the best he was ever gonna get on the job, a job that he wouldn't quit for all of the world. He loved saving people and ridding the world of darkness, despite the almost nonexistent income and constant need of stitches. One-night stands were perfectly fine with him... Then came Cassie. He couldn't have spent just one night with her even if he had wanted to. She was a fierce, strong, caring, and witty woman all wrapped up in a beautiful package that never failed to get his blood pumping faster. If he ever had to imagine the perfect woman, it would be her.

With her, suddenly he wanted more than a night or two. He wanted to settle down. He wanted a family. He wanted everything that his job, her job for that matter, would not allow. Being with her had been a mistake for his brain, but there was no way in Hell that he would ever convince his heart that being with her had been anything but right. Going separate ways with her had been like parting with half of his body.

He sighed and walked to the doors of the bar, Cherry following him excitedly. "Go check on him," he said, opening the door enough for her to get in. He didn't follow. He let the door close and went back to his car. He pulled out his phone and shot his brother a text. Going for drive. Be back in a bit.

Nothing cleared his head like a drive in his car. He wouldn't be gone long, just long enough to shake off the gooey romantic turmoil that was distracting him.

Toril finished wrapping Jeremy's ribs just as he said, "I promise I'm not usually like this" in an attempt to joke. Toril simply smiled and walked behind the bar to get a few icepacks and some pain meds for the young man. He didn't need to feel all the pain that came with broken ribs healing. It would only make his brother worry even more, and from what she saw that would be an impressive amount.

At this point Liam had helped himself to a good sized glass of whiskey, he hurt as badly as he looked. Not that he would tell anyone, he'd talk Toril or someone in to fixing him up later. Aparently the kid had to echo what everypne else said by saying, "You look like shit," With a grin. " Well aren't you mister observant today." Liam repiled with a roll of his eyes. " And the next time someone asks me if I'm okay I'm throwing punches." he drains his glass, and glances at the bottle thinking about pouring another.

Jeremy Lucas

"I'll have one of those if you don't mind," Jeremy said to Liam. He could really use the burn. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket so he pulled it out. Going for drive. Be back in a bit. He sighed, thinking that his brother was really childish. Sometimes he thought that he should have been the older one. He quickly typed a reply. She'll still be here when you get back you know. "Cherry!" he exclaimed happily as the dog reached him. He reached to pet her but he groaned. Not a good idea. She looked up at him and tilted her head, her worried look. "Sorry girl," he mumbled.

He looked around and noticed a vaguely familiar woman. She was the lady to go to if you wanted a case; maybe he and his brother could ask for a case before they split up again. And maybe after my ribs heal up a bit.

Bill Lucas

Bill tossed his phone to the side, not replying to his brother's message. Of course he knew she would still be there! He wasn't running away, he was just going for a drive. Yeah! A drive...

A drive wasn't going to fix this. The only thing that could fix this was some alcohol and a good kick in the head, something to knock some sense into him. He was pretty sure that if he had the right push then everything would just make sense, and he would know what to do. He knew what he wanted, what his heart was telling him to get, but he also knew what he might be giving up. He thought too heavily about consequences and he worried to much to get serious. It was like two halves of himself were warring with each other: one half had to have her, the other half wanted her to have something better.

He felt like a damn angsty teenager; he thought he left this shit behind in high school! He sighed as he drove further away from the Tavern.

He was driving for what felt like hours (but there was no way it had been that long, probably not even an hour), when he noticed a car on the side of the road in the distance. He groaned when he noticed the smoke and the lone man under the hood. Damn his bleeding heart! He pulled his car up behind the guy and got out. "Need some help?" he questioned.

The man under the hood looked up with a large smile. "You don't even know how glad I am that you're here."

Bill offered a grin and shrugged his shoulders. "What can I say?" He approached the man and stood next to him. "So, know what the problem is yet?"

The man smiled at him and his eyes flashed black... demon black...

Bill cursed and tried to move but he was frozen in place. His eyes widened in horror. He hated damn demon mojo!

"I've seen your car around the Tavern," the demon said, his black eyes shining gleefully. "This is perfect."

"What the hell?" Bill growled out, still trying to move.

The demon let out a growl of his own, one far more menacing then Bill could manage himself. "Not Hell," he said, "Not yet. But I'll give you a taste. I'll give every one of you damn hunters a taste." He pulled something out of the jacket he was wearing, a menacing-looking dagger. "You see this?" he questioned, grabbing the hunter and pulling him around the car that was no longer smoking. "This little beauty was forged in Hellfire," he grinned evilly and placed the tip of the thing against Bill's cheek, digging it in just enough to draw a drop of blood. "You feel it don't you?"

Feel it? Feel it!? Hell the fuck yes he felt it! He almost bit his tongue off from trying not to scream.

"Yeah," the demon said, digging the dagger in further, pulling it down. "It cuts the Hellfire right into your flesh... Wonderful isn't it?" He sneered. "Now the next time you feel like you have the right to say 'hurts like Hell' you'll understand what the fuck you're saying." He pulled the dagger away, proud of the ugly, bleeding, line going down the hunter's face. "And that's only a papercut." He suddenly dug the dagger into Bill's shoulder and this time he couldn't stop the scream that ripped itself from his throat.

The demon pushed the man into his backseat and slammed the door. He wouldn't be going anywhere. He whistled happily as he went to the man's car and started going through it, laughing when he found the man's phone. It was one of those old phones too that didn't have a passcode on it. One good thing about hunters: they're cheap. He looked through the contents, only finding a few messages from one person, most likely a brother. There were a couple of messages though that were really old and locked so they couldn't be deleted, all from the name Cassie. He recognized that as the owner of the Tavern... He grinned and went back to his own car, hearing the screams through the glass. Damn, was he glad he grabbed that thing.

He tapped on the glass. "Hey," he said, "Say cheese." He snapped a few pictures glad that the phone had the crappy little camera on it. He picked the best one and sent it to both the supposed brother and the possible lover. "This should be fun," he said with a grin, tossing the phone away and climbing into his own car, driving off.

"I could say the same thing for you." Cassie couldn't help but laugh at that statement "touche" she agreed with a small smile, he was right she seemed a little bit of a hypocrite, she couldn't even remember the last time she had even taken a day off from the bar, however in all fairness, in her eyes no one was capable of looking after her bar whilst she was away, not even her brother, nope Liam would probably send her into bankrupsy by giving all her alcohol away for free to the pretty girls in a feeble attempt of getting them into bed. Shaking her head, she surprised herself at acknowledging the fact that she would trust no one with her bar, even her kin or closest friends, she reasoned it was similar to Bill's attachment to his car.

"What alterior motive could I possibly have?" Rolling her eyes, the blonde shook her head "you know if you wanted to know if I was sleeping with him, all you had to do was ask" she retorted as they left the house to walk back over to the bar, stopping momentarily to cast a glance over her shoulder at Hector "Which the answer to is no, that stopped a long time ago" she stated regrettably, her memory becoming fuzzy as to why they actually did call things off, maybe things were just too serious between them both? Relationships didn't seem to last very long in their lifestyle, although that didn't stop her missing him or loving him, it was just probably best to do it from afar.

Walking back into the bar, followed by Hector, she patted Beaus head in passing and walked over to Jeremy, offering him two pain killers "Take these" she ordered softly, pouring him a glass of water "You'll be all fine in no time" she smiled before turning to Cherry, scratching behind the beagles ear "hey there baby" she cooed to the dog.

Feeling her phone buzz in her pocket, Cassie grabbed it, noticing a text from Bill her brow furrowed, he never text her "your brother had just sent me a text Jer" she commented, confusion lacing her face as the phone loaded the message, gasping as a picture of Bill all battered and bloodied filled her screen "Jeremy we have a problem" she spoke worry lacing her voice.

Hector Dorothy

Hector stayed silent for once after Cassie gave her response. That certainly wasn't the answer I was expecting he thought reentering the bar. He had thought it was potential relationship like what she proposed for him and Hera, not the remnants of a past one. That completely changed things and for a moment he regretted bringing it up. It wasn't revenge anymore now it was.....a discovery he thought regret vanishing in an instant. This was a whole period in the life of his fellow hunters he knew nothing about. But he planned to he thought letting out a mischievous grin.
He was about to delve deeper into her past relationship when she stopped to look at her phone. Her face darkened in an instant and he knew it wasn't the right time. A moment later Jeremy fished out his phone and his face darkened to the same level of Cassie's if not worse. He heard Amelia ask what happened but took no notice. If both Cassie and Jeremy were devastated by a text at the same time then there was only one possible explanation. "Something has happened to Bill." he answered knowing Cassie and Jeremy were too distracted to answer Amelia's question. Hector had adopted his rare serious face because he knew this situation called for it. The room was silent as everyone grasped the situation.
Hector was a man of action and he had spent enough time worrying about Bill and was ready to do something. "So who's up for a rescue mission?" he asked around to the assembled hunters. He was genuinly asking this question because he wasn't sure of anyones answer. Jeremy and Liam may be too beat up to go but it was Jeremy's brother and Hector doubted he could keep him from coming if he wanted too. Cassie may be too emotional to come and he didn't know anyone else well enough to make a prediction. One thing was for sure, if this thing could get Bill then he couldn't handle him alone.

Toril watched all of the hunters around her grow very worried at the sight of a text message, and from who recived the message she figured that it had to do with Bill. She knew that there would have to be a rescue mission and was about to sugest that they figure out who was going when Hector said " So who's up for a rescue mission?" Liam stood up shakily, " I'm in." he knew if he didn't try and go Bill would die and then Cassie might acctually break.

" No way in hell." Toril says standing up. " You're dead on your feet, stay here and protect the bar." she walked over to Hector, " I'm in," she says with a smile. She could take on anything so long as the bar stayed open, it was like her home.

Cassie froze in place, slamming her phone down onto the bar, she couldn't bear to look at that picture anymore, running her hand through her blonde curls she released a shaky breath "Bill's been taken Amy" she sighed gnawing on her bottom lip as she turned towards her friend at a loss of what to do. Her mind warped with worry although desperately trying to keep that at bay if she hoped of being any use on the rescue mission "I'm going too" she stated firmly, not leaving any room for discussion or protests, knowing that her brother would probably have one.

Turning to her brother and Jeremy she smiled weakly "you two stay here and look after things" she stated resting her hand on Jeremy's arm in comfort "we'll get him back I promise" she spoke trying to sound confident, unable to think about what would happen if they didn't.

Grabbing her jacket and car keys "He said he was going for a drive right, so there are a number of routes he could have taken, I'll take the one leading to the highway, if we have no luck in an hour, we come back here and think of something else, all right?" And with that she left the bar hurrying over to her Jeep and tore out of the car park.

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Cassie glanced at the clock on her dashboard, she had been out for nearly an hour without any sign of Bill. Running a hand over her tired face she was about to turn around, when she noticed a car parked up ahead, narrowing her eyes she gasped upon seeing it was Bill's beloved car, pulling up in front of the car, Cassie cut the engine, grabbed a flashlight before jumping out, cautiously approaching the car. "Bill" she called out, shining her light through the car windows, her next surprise came whens she found the car door was unlocked, that was not a good sign, next to Jeremy, this car was one of the most important things in his life, there was no way the hunter would leave it unlocked. Pulling her phone out Cassie quickly typed a text message to Hector, Toril and Amy, which read:

Found Bill's car, out by route 6, 4 miles down. Hurry.

-Cas

Putting the phone back into her pocket, her flashlight started to flicker, immediately tensing up, Cassie slowly reached into her pocket and pulled out a small flask, turning around she came face to face with a man, jumping slightly "Sorry to scare you ma'am" the man smiled.

Cassie nodded offering a small smile "It's all right" she stated "Say this is my friends car, you've not seen him around have you?"

The man laughed, an evil smile tugging at his lips "Cassie, you got my picture?" he asked, his smirk deepening as Cassie’s breath hitched in her throat, her heartbeat quickening as his eyes flashing black, accompanying his menacing expression.

“What have you done with him?” Cassie asked through gritted teeth, taking a step back as he took one forward whilst discreetly unscrewing the top of the flask.

Reaching out the man brushed his fingers through her curls with a sinister smile “That doesn’t really matter at this moment” he laughed. Cassie had enough at that point, shoving him away from her, then threw the contents of the flask in his face, which made him recoil as his face burned “bitch” he screamed out. Cassie took that opportunity to run to her car, unfortunately, the man was behind her in an instant, grabbing a fistful of her hair, he slammed her head against the metal frame of the car, with a force that knocked her out instantly.
“You shouldn’t have done that” The demon muttered, picking the blonde up.

Amelia smirked. "Well, she fixed my laptop and car. Oh and just wait till you see what she arrives in." She smiled and brushed some hair behind her ear. Then he brought the man up, her smile faded and she felt the eyes piercing into the back of her head. "There was no one there, I'm just seeing things." She sighed and lay back on the chair.

A few minutes later, Pearl arrived in her jeep and helped the 2 into the back. She looked at the body and put it in the boot of the jeep. She climbed back into the jeep and drove off, heading to O'Hara's. Amelia got out and helped Hector into the Tavern, setting him down at a booth, Pearl came in with a bag of everything she would need and got to work. Amelia limped over to Liam and Jeremy, "We know where they are but we are far to damaged to go get them." She whistled and shouted to get everyone's attention. "Oi! Listen up, Cassandra O'Hara and Bill Lucas have been kidnapped by a demon. We know where they are but we are to badly damaged to go get them, so you guys are and if you don't well you can't find a new tavern to drink at and a new information broker." She called out the address and waited for people to leave.

Jo had seated herself at a seculded table, for what seemed hours ago. Her slumped into her chest and her legs wrested on the table before her. The only indication she was living was the occassional snore that sublty erupted from her limp form.

She had entered the Tavern unnoticed, though it was unintentional. The few patrons, who seemed to have been left behind, were a little rough for wear. Perhaps the worry lines spread across their foreheads had something to do with her sneaking under the radar. Never the less, she hung around waiting for something, anything to happen. The ghoulies were eyeing this place for some reason or another and the only thing ghouls hang around are bodies.

Jo's slumber was interrupted by a loud high pitched noise, the sudden disturbance caused her to push off her table stool rest and tumble backwards. She recovered quickly enough, just enough to hear the announcement of the brunette.

Demon, awesome. She wasn't around hunters enough to know proper hunter ettiquette, if there even was any. She came to make sure the Tavern's patrons were safe and so she intended to stick with it. Besides, they'll be to busy with the task at hand to even notice she was different.
Jo wiped the sleep from her eyes and walked up to the brunette who made the announcement. "I have some first aid supplies in the car if you need it."

Amelia spun and looked at Jeremy. "No, you aren't going anywhere." She ordered him. "Pearl, I know it's a nit much asking you too look at everyone but, please, Jeremy and Liam are hurt too." She smiled over to her. Then a girl with dark brown hair, possibly black, approached her. I have some first aid supplies in the car if you need it. Amelia smiled at her. "Thank you, would it be okay for someone to take it with them or will you be going with them?" She smiled and looked into her eyes, they seemed a bit different to that of a human, but Amelia ignored it.

Hector Dorothy

Hector whistled at the repairs the witch had done to the limb. The arm was good as new but his favorite feature was that along the fracture line there was now a black coating of plastic where the hole had been. He loved how it contrasted the transparency of the rest of the arm as if to make a statement of some kind. Not to mention that it was all he had gotten from the battle. Despite his protesting Pearl had insisted on healing every part on him leaving no scars to boast of later. He couldn't blame her for that though because if he planned on going back out to find Cassie he would need to be in top shape.
He watched as Amelia ran away fighting tears into the bathroom. He thanked Pearl who was too distracted with Amelia to really respond, and walked over to Jeremy. "You know she won't let herself cry there for long," he said stopping to lean against the door. "If were going to leave we should go now." While he awaited Jeremy's response he went around and scavenged some things that might come in handy. First he took the hell-fire knife from Amelia's purse along with other supernatural hunting equipment so he would have something to defend himself with. Appearances gave enough testimony as to why he wouldn't let Jeremy go out unarmed again. Next he made sure he stocked up on silver arrows for his crossbow. The woods outside Lumberton was where he had spotted the den of werewolves and if there was Necromancy at the base of this plot he would probably wind up facing them. Strange how things come full circle he thought with a chuckle. When he had enough arrows he stuck them into the knapsack he had folded in his pocket. Tying the strings around his waist he walked back to the door and held it open. "Coming?" He asked mostly to Jeremy but also to the newcomer, Hera, Pearl, Toril and Liam.