Saving Grace

Monster Movie -- Obsessed Shifter

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Jamie is still trying to get a grasp on the whole monster ideal. "So, monsters are real."

"Some of them, yeah," I shrug. "And the shapeshifter, he can turn into different people. Except this one's turning into the great monsters of screenland, which is a new one for me."

Jamie turns around, clutching her hands tightly together. "You're not really FBI, are you?"

I snort. "Not so much."

"So, this is what you do? You and your partners just tramp across the country on your own dime until you find some horrible nightmare to fight?" Jamie asks.

"It's not... ideal, but it's what I have to do." I explain.

Jamie just sighs. "That must suck." She says. "I mean, you're giving up your life for this terrible... I don't know, responsibility."

I lean back in my seat again and rub at my nose-- there was a flash of pain that brought tears to my eyes, but I quickly stuffed it down-- and sighed. "These, uh, these last few months, yeah, I've been thinking the same thing. But some recent events, well..." I trail off and sip at my whiskey again. Jamie takes a seat besides me and nestles into my side. "Think of it as a mission from God."

"So, does that make you some kind of nun, or something?" Jamie asks softly. "Like, are you celibate?"

My lip quirks upwards. "I appreciate the interest, I really do, Jamie." I say softly. "But being with a woman like that, kinda terrifies me." I explain softly. "And I'm kinda engaged."

Jamie smiles fondly and leans against me. "And you two, kiss and flirt around for fun?"

I chuckle. "Yeah, it's a game we've had going on for years." Jamie kisses me softly and just for the moment, I enjoy it.

The lights flicker on and I pull away sharply, gazing at the bar top with a brow raised. "Oh, my god- Guys, I'm-- I'm sorry." Jamie's friend says from the bar. "I thought you guys were going out."

"Lucy, it's-- it's okay. Uh, listen--" Jamie stammers.

"You know what? I just-- I came to borrow a bottle. I kind of got something going back at my..." Lucy trails off. "Anyway, uh, you guys look really busy, so I'm just gonna get out of your hair."

Jamie giggles. "Seriously, Lucy, it's been a crazy night. Stay for a drink."

I chuckle. "Yeah, stay for a drink."

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Jamie is drunk. And I mean, completely blasted. "Oh, honey, I am so sorry that happened!" Lucy exclaimed after Jamie had told her what happened. "Are you okay?"

"Oh, I am fine." Jamie slurred. "He didn't even touch me. Lottie, she just-" Jamie giggled. "Blew right in and fought him off."

I clear my throat and sip at my whiskey. "Yeah, sure did." I murmur.

"It was really, really something." Jamie sighed.

"Jamie?" I hum softly as her head nods a little.

"So, Lottie, are you like a black belt, or what?" Lucy asks curiously. Her words blur out a little as my vision starts to warp a little. I clench my eyes shut a few times, trying to stop it.

"It's you, isn't it?" I ask as I nudge my glass to the side as carefully as I can.

"Lottie?" Jamie asks in a slur before slumping against the table.