#coffeeandfists

Cana hadn't meant to get involved, but when he saw Damien and Jaq running away from the school, as though leading someone away, he blinked and headed after them. He didn't think he'd catch up. He actually thought there was no way in hell he would. But he was stupid enough to try. The nine year old found his way into a crammed little building, hardly bigger than a shack. Jaq saw him come in before the guy. But by the time he could do anything, the shot was already in the air. And then it was smashing through Cana's lung. His breath came in a squeak before he was sent backwards, unconscious and hardly breathing.

Jake got normal calls before the Division. He got calls he could stomach. He was normal, as far as vampires went. And now things just got fucked up really fast and he wasn't sure what to do with half of the calls he got. This one was the worst he had ever gotten, and he couldn't stomach it before he even showed up.

He hadn't been told Travis had gone on a mission with Jaq. And to hear that the building had collapsed because of an explosion that took out all the foundation and that the only one reporting was Jaq was something that made him a little light headed to think about.