one eye on the other side

Andre really hadn't meant to lose Wulfe. Or maybe he hadn't really done it. Wulfe could be hiding somewhere in the shadows. That would be just like him. Wulfe wasn't much for comforting, and Andre wouldn't have accepted it even if he was. They'd done what they set out to do, hunting. He'd had a few, three, four...who knew really. It was a homeless camp he'd stumbled upon. So he didn't much care who they were. Just that he drained them dry.

He wandered a while after that. Ignoring his cellphone. In fact, he'd dropped it in the bloody river, watching as it sank into the murky water. And not for the first time wondering what happened to a vampire who sank under the depth of the water. He'd seen it many times, but never really knew what actually happened to them. Did they just continue to exist down there? Or perhaps they inhaled water and that sort of did them in.

The night was cold and still and for the first time in so many hours she was finally alone. So she'd opted to walk at least most of the way home. Just for the peace and quite. It was a fairly long way and she'd stopped off at an all night diner for a slice of pie and some hot chocolate. Because she knew the second she got back to her house it's resident ghosts would bombard her with questions.

She sat there a long while till a ghost appeared in front of her. One she recognised from the party. It made her jump to the point of spilling her second hot chocolate, scolding her hand. "Owww," she hissed quietly, grabbing napkins to wipe it off.

"Please, I need you're help," the ghost said, his eyes sad and imploring. She looked around, making sure no one was looking her way before she turned back to reply but he cut her off. "Please, I'm worried about him," the urgency in his voice made her frown. And something in the pit of her stomach told her not to ignore his. Silently she left her money on the table and slipped her coat back on.

She had to hurry to keep up with him, which was a little tricky in heels and made her regret wearing them. He stopped at the start of a pier and pointed to a man sat on it, his legs dangling over the water. "You have to make him fight for them, to protect them....to protect him...please, they have to protect him," she didn't know what it was about it but she felt a lump in her throat at the tone of his voice. And then he was gone. Presumably to watch over someone else now that she was here to do that for him with this man.