A beaten and battered looking small woman had climbed out of a truck parked in front of the house she lived in with a demon. Her hair was disheveled. Her dress torn. Blood covered her in various places. Two holes pierced all the way through the palms of both her hands. A long, thick gash went from along side her right breast and went all the way down to her hip. At least her fingers no longer looked disfigured from having been broken in three places on each finger on both hands. Those had healed already. Her badly broken ribs were still healing.

She opened the front door and the dogs could right away sense that something was wrong. Not a single one of them even made to jump on her. Sasha whined and crept over to her vampire. "It's okay girl," she tells her dog softly. "Go lay down honey. I need to shower and change." Sasha hung her head and lowered her rump to the ground. The vampire's words to the dog were so softly spoken. She loves her dog very much. And the feeling is mutual.

She heads directly to the room where her canopy bed and stuff is. Opening one of the drawers on her dresser, she pulls out a nighty. Clue number one that something is wrong with the vampire... she's going to wear a night gown. The vampire heads into the bathroom with the large shower that the demon uses. She'd rather use that one to rid herself of the dried blood quicker because the water would be hitting her from nearly all sides without her having to move too much. Her still healing ribs still hurt a bit. She was actually starting to think that they probably wouldn't be fully healed before morning. She already knew that the flesh wounds wouldn't be. Not until towards the end of the following night anyway.

She turned the water on fairly hot and then took off her cut up and bloody dress. Into the trash can she stuffed it. Thankfully it wasn't one of her favorite ones. Into the hot water she climbed and just stood there while the dried blood... her blood... washed away. Because of the holes in the palms of her hands, she decides to wait on washing her hair but does let it get wet so that it doesn't look such a mess.

Once she's satisfied that the blood is off of her, she climbs out and gently dries herself off. She's very careful around the long gash down her side so as to not set it off bleeding again. Damn the broken bones having to be healed first. Damn the bastard that had done this to her in the first place. She slides the black silk nightgown on over her head and hangs her towels up to dry. Then she heads into Cheddar's room and climbs onto his bed. Sasha has already gone and lain down in front of the bedroom door. Enyo's back is to the bedroom door. She's careful not to lay on her wounded side. The vampire just lays there, staring at the two holes that go entirely through the palms of her hands, wondering when Cheddar is going to be home and what she's going to tell him about what happened.

The demon gets home late, drunk and in a particularly volatile mood. He can't even say why he's angry but he is and the alcohol doesn't help things. He goes into the kitchen for a berr before anything else. He stands out there drinking it and undressing. It takes two beers to get all his clothes off. He pulls out a six pack from the fridge and wanders naked with it to the back door. He exits and drunkenly climbs into the hot tub on the deck behind the house.

He starts in on the six pack as soon as he's in the water.

Enyo hears the front door open and close and knows that the demon is home. Her body healing itself is taking its toll on her and draining her. The flesh wound on her side is finally starting to sting and it hurts when she moves. She groans ever so softly as she starts to get up. She gives up after a moment and just lays there, wishing her body would just hurry up and be done with the healing already.

Sasha's head comes up upon hearing the pained sound from her vampire and whimpers. Onto her feet she goes and stands there for a moment looking at her vampire lying on the bed with her back to the bedroom door. Can you tell that the dog is obviously thinking things through? No, really. She is. She turns around and heads into the bathroom her vampire had used to shower. Sasha pulls Enyo's cut up and bloody dress out of the trashcan that it had been stuffed in and heads out to the deck where she'd heard her demon go.

Two tan paws come up on the edge of the hot tub where she promptly deposits what was once quite a lovely dress. Her dark eyes fall upon the demon and she barks once before pushing the dress towards him with her nose.

A very unhappy look crosses the demons face. "Go" he tells the dog and then he examines the dress. Four beers dangle in plastic rings from his hand he hurls them in anger and they go straight through the large kitchen window. He snarls at his own stupidity before climbing out of the hot tub to go inside. The dress somehow gets left floating in the water.

The demon pads through his house to first Enyo's room, then his own. On finding her and seeing her he angrily blurts, "Who the fuck did this to you?'

Sasha lowers herself from the side of the hot tub and turns to dash back into the house. She heads right for the room her vampire is lying in and lays herself down at the foot of the bed on the floor. She's turned so she can watch the bedroom door. She lowers her head to her paws and watches the door.

Enyo is still staring at the two holes in her hands when she hears him enter the room. She winces noticably as she rolls onto her back to look towards the demon. She can tell that he's been drinking. She can smell it. Quite strongly even. And she can tell that he's not in a good mood in the least.

"A... a man who can... who can create ice... somehow..." she says ever so quietly and hesitantly. Notice that she's wearing a nightgown in bed. Not something the vampire does, ever, since moving into Cheddar's house.

"Where is he?" the demon asks very testily, his voice is more inhuman thant usual. He has one thing on his mind at the moment, and it's murder.

"He's... um... where ever Vivienne left him..." she answers truthfully. "I... I don't know if... if she left him... alive or not." She averts her gaze from the angry demon and glances at one of her hands briefly. "He... he lives in a hotel... if he's still alive." She tells him the one that he was currently at.

His face becomes further outraged and he yells, demons angrily unyelling is unpleasant itt makes one feel quite small and helpless to be caught in a full demon rage. "What! Vivienne was involved? What the hell happened, was she hurt? She shouldn't be using magic, her powers are completely unstable!"

The vampire cringes very visibly as he begins to yell. Sasha's head comes up off her paws and she scoots backwards.

"N... no..." the small vampire woman says in a very small voice. "She... she wasn't hurt... She... she... saved me... from... being... destroyed..." The vampire is on the verge of tears at this point. She just wants to crawl under a rock and hide right now.

"And where is she?" The demon asks in all his rage. "Where did you leave her?" he demands to know.

"She... she brought me home..." she says weakly. "She... she headed home to rest..."

Vivienne... the vampire whimpers in hopes that she'll be able to reach her. Thank god for vampiric telepathy. Vivienne... he's... he's so angry... Cheddar is...

The mage had been sleeping, comfortably snuggled under her electric blanket. She get's teh message loud and clear though. You Okay? the mage inquires. This is about to be awkward, she just knows, It's her vampire, arguing with her demon-god-father? Not a happy fairy tale. I'm coming over.

The demon's fist crashes through the dresser top. "So she did use magic!" he yells.

Sasha is suddenly at Enyo's side (not the injured side) and pressed against her as the demons fist breaks through the top of the dresser. The vampire whimpers softly and the bloody tears that had been welling up in her eyes begin to fall.

Please hurry... she whimpers to the mage. Even her silent voice gives away that she's starting to cry. I... I've not seen him like this... He's... he's drunk... and he's angry... Is she scared? Actually, yes. Yes she is. Very much so.

Yes, yes, I'm working on it, I swear. Get away from him till I get there if you have to. The mage urged. Shit how the hell would she fight Cheddar he could subvert her magic if she used it on him. She struggled to get dressed, Viv normally skips pajamas.

Meanwhile the demon stood trembling with rage staring stupified at the destruction he's just caused.

Enyo can't scoot towards the side of the bed because Sasha is there pressed against her with her head on her vampire. The dog is tense and ready to cover her vampire with herself entirely if she has to. Bloody tears are rolling down the vampire's face and onto the pillow case of the pillow her head is on.

It isn't long before a loud series of knocks is heard at the front door.

"Now what the fuck?" the demon says angrily and he storms off to answer it.

The sound of knocking at the door suddenly causes Enyo to jump slightly. God please let that be Vivienne, she says to herself. Is that Enyo saying a sort of prayer? Damn. Poor thing must really be upset and scared if she is doing that.

The door opens I'm sure that sound carries back to thebedroom. Then for a long time there is silence until it closes. After a few more minutes of silence what sounds like sobbing softly can be heard.

Yes. She can hear the door opening. She's got vampiric hearing. She'd be able to hear a pin drop in the other end of the large house. She hears the soft sobbing and grows worried. Her own bloody tears are still streaming down her face. Poor thing. She loses blood from being sliced open and crap and, now, here she is losing more from crying. Her tears are solid blood. Not a mixture of blood and anything else. Just pure blood.

She makes Sasha move. The dog does so, reluctantly. The vampire winces as she rolls off the bed and gets to her feet. She wraps one arm partly around her rib cage and slowly makes her way into the other room. Her bloody tears dripping onto her nightgown as she goes.

Viv sits on the couch with the very large demon man crying in her lap. It looks completely pitiful. She shrugs at the vampire. As best Viv can tell her demon-god-father is having a nevous breakdown.

The vampire moves slowly over towards the couch. Even slower, she lowers herself to her knees next to it up near Vivienne's lap where Enyo's lover is crying in the mage's lap. With much hesitation, she reaches out a hand and places it ever so lightly upon his arm.

He just cries. Still it's preferable to bling insane rage now isn't it. The mage sits in silence. When he's ready to talk she's sure he will. I think he's just too drunk.she tells the vampire wordlessly.

The vampire nods slightly and continues to just sit there like that. She winces slightly every so often as her broken ribs continue to heal. They're healing at a slower rate, unfortunately. Her body's healing energy is wearing out and she's going to have to go and sleep before long. But she's not yet ready to leave Cheddar's side.

Viv simply isn't in any shape to aid the vampire more than she has. She remains silent. Until the demon's sobs stop. Then very quietly she speaks. "Chezsmaldashar, vyth kmar chalvert?" she asked quietly in demon tongue.

Rough translation: "What's going on here?"

The vampire wouldn't let the mage help her any more than she already has anyway. Seriously. Enyo couldn't even begin to ask for anymore than what Viv has already done. The mage saved her from being destroyed.

Her sad gaze is on Cheddar as she realizes his sobs have stopped. The vampire is pale and tired looking. But yet, she's still not left his side. At least her bloody tears have finally stopped.

She's curious as to what Vivienne just asked but says nothing.

Shakily the demon answers without moving. He hadn't relized she was picking up on his language lesons that quickly. "Par Helvoch." he answers her. He's just said "it hurts".

The vampire just sits there. Silently. Not understanding what they're saying. Wishing she knew what to do. Her body has stopped the healing process entirely for the time being. It sucks but at least she doesn't have to feel the pain of bones moving back into place and mending themselves for the time being.

"Sufrach English?" she asks quietly. Talk in English, she's asking if he will. She's answered with more sobbing and a nod from him. After a few minutes, he says weakly,"I'm so fucking tired."

She flinches ever so slightly as he answers the mage. She was obviously worried that he was going to fly off the handle in another angry fit again and there she was, kneeling right next to the couch with her hand so very lightly on his arm. She began to withdraw it slowly.

No Enyo, Viv was rather nasty about it, she took his rage before he realized what she'd done. She couldn't have done it were he sober, but Viv wasn't up to another confrontation. "I'm sure you are. You should go sleep this off." she told him softly. He didn't move and he won't look up. He might not be sober, but he is for the moment subdued by sadness and shame.

But the nervous vampire is not aware of this. She only knows that one minute he was in a fit of rage and the next he was crying in the mages lap. She's confused and still scared. Plus, she wants to hide her wounded hands at this point. She doesn't want to look at them anymore right now. She's not yet moved from the kneeling position at the side of the couch though.

"Are you okay?" he asked the mage looking up. She nodded in spite of her bluish tint. "You?" he asked turning to Enyo. He won't look her in the eyes.

She nods slightly, almost hesitantly. "Yes..." she says so very softly. "I... I'm okay." Just scared out of my mind but, sure, I'm okay. She didn't say that out loud though, obviously.

He nodded, he doesn't apologize though and Viv has noticed. "Are you sorry you scared the shit out of her or what? It is not cool she had to call me over here." She told the demon.

Yikes. Enyo actually flinched slightly as the mage scolded Cheddar. Please... don't make him angry again... she pleads with the mage. Her mouth not moving. She had dropped her gaze to her hands folded against her upper thighs.

Relax he couldn't if he wanted to for the next forty eight hours, he may be cross with me later, I took his rage.

The demon turned and pulled the vampire to him, though he is more frantic than gentle, he doesn't mean to hurt her, but it is sudden. "I'm sorry." he whispers to her and holds her against him.

Viv stands up. "I'm going home, to bed before the sun comes up. You should both do so too." she says quietly.

She doesn't have a chance to respond to what the mage just told her before she's suddenly being pulled towards the demon. She winced slightly as she felt broken ribs shift but she knew he didn't mean to hurt her. And let's not forget about the gash that runs down her entire right side. Although, the demon hasn't technically seen that yet. Just the mess her dress was in is all really.

She wraps her arms around his neck and buries her face against his shoulder. "It's okay..." she whispers back and clings to him.

Thank you she says to the mage without speaking out loud. Again.

"I'm leaving, good night, morning, whatever." she tells them both before opening the door and leaving.

"Bye Viv," the vampire says softly without moving at all from the demon. She hears the door close as the mage leaves.

"Are you okay?" she asks in a whisper. Her face still buried against his shoulder.

"Tired, very drunk, and tired." he told her. He crawled onto the couch he's too tired to make it to bed.