“There is a SMALL chance that I didn’t think that through.” He wasn’t sure why he had agreed to this in the first place, in fact he believed he’d been away from being a cop for too long.
“Next time I tell a demon to bite me--please stop me.” He let out a sigh of relief as he collapsed on the couch, looking up at the other man. “I’m...glad you were there.” He might not be there otherwise, but he was still going to feel this tomorrow.
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“Yeah well. Let’s just say you got off lucky there.” He teased. Shane finished off his beer and ordered another, sitting back in his chair a bit. “Thanks. It’s not for lack of training.”
“Thanks for not breaking my hand.” He still laughed and finally took a sip from his drink as he turned to face the other man. Carter had a feeling that there was a story there. “I could see that, doesn’t take a former cop to notice that.” He wasn’t going to ask unless Shane offered more information.
“is that how you ALWAYS introduce yourself to people?” carter huffed a laugh and turned to the other man, still holding on to his drink. he’d never forget him, he at least knew that much.
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Shane laughed and took a swig of his beer. “Nope, you went right into thinkin’ you could stop me from getting into a fight with a man twice my size. Nice t’meet you, Carter - I’m Shane.”
“Well, I won’t go making the mistake again. Trust me.” He chuckled, shaking his head. Though that didn’t mean Carter wouldn’t worry because he was still very good at that. “The pleasure is all mine, Shane. Seeing you kick ass...it’s a thing of beauty.”
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Shane chuckled, taking his hair down with a grin. “I am, and not as helpless as I look.” He winked, walking back into the bar to order a fresh drink and get back to the relaxing he’d been trying to do. Whether or not the man followed was entirely up to him.
“I never thought you looked helpless, I just enjoy worrying.” He blushed when the other man winked at him and ran his fingers through his hair. Carter took a deep breath before deciding to follow him to the bar, leaning against him and ordering himself another drink. “I’m Carter, just in case I forgot that before.”
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“The only people who carry around iron knives are hunters.” Shane pointed out, tying up his hair and taking out some of the piercings that would be vulnerable in a fight.
Dropping his leather jacket on the ground, he proceeded to kick the ass of some asshole who was trying to take an inebriated girl home who wasn’t too keen on it. Dispatching of him quickly, he put the girl in a cab and picked his jacket back up, placing his piercing jewelry back in place. “See? Not that dangerous at all, buddy.”
“Yeah, it actually belonged to my sister.” There was a fond smile on his face as he spoke, he missed Jo every day, but he liked to think she would have liked the fact that he was still hurling her knives at monsters.
Though he came out of this even more impressed with the other man, he liked him, and at least now he knew not to question his strength. “Something tells me you’re a force to be reckoned with.”
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“Do I walk into your job and tell you how to hunt shit? No. Why don’t you back off outta mine, big guy? I’m more than capable of handlin’ myself.” Shane asked, putting on his helmet.
“How do you...wait, never mind, I’m not sure I want to know.” He didn’t want to know how the other man knew what he did for a living. “Right, I’ll just...wait out here then.”
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“Alive or dead? Just tryin’ to gauge how quickly we should be movin’ here.” Ellen asked, standing and downing the rest of her drink. “C’mon, kiddo.”
“Well, he’s dead, again I suppose.” But he’d been about to attack someone, Carter couldn’t bring himself to feel entirely guilty. He finished his own drink and followed his mother. “Thanks for helping me out.” He’d not planned on getting back into this life, but he was glad to be back with his family again.
Carter groaned as he was moved out of the way, well, he liked him already. But he didn’t want to risk a broken hand if he didn’t have to. “You shouldn’t do this alone, it’s dangerous.”
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Carter almost spat out his drink when he heard that, it had been a while since he’d heard something like that from his mother, though he grinned. It’s not like he was surprised. “Just a vampire in the parking lot. I left it in the trunk.”
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