Fury

Trust

Friday arrived faster than I thought it would and after letting Joy fuss around with my hair and outfit choices for what she assured me was a date, I was on my way to the Japanese restaurant of Jackson's choice. I wasn't wearing as much makeup as I usually do, remembering that he liked my fresh face much better and I was wearing a small blazer, a simple black dress and plain black pumps. My all black ensemble made my bright red hair and light eyes stand out even more and I could feel the sexual energy from the men outside of the restaurant as I stepped out of my cab. The cab driver had been drooling and despite my inner form wanting to collect him I wouldn't have time to do so and hail another driver. Priorities before pleasure, is what I told my selves. Jackson was already inside and waiting for me, so I told the hostess his name and she led me to him. He stood up as I approached the table showing off his dinner suit and pulled out the chair for me like a gentleman of their kind would do for a female counterpart. He smelled like some kind of herb, the scent was not strong, but it was noticeable, and it suit him well.

"Had any trouble finding the place?" He asked politely, and I shook my head no as I removed my blazer placing it in the chair besides me.

"I'm surprised you asked me out to such a fancy place" I raised my eyebrow at him slightly and he chuckled.

"I did feel bad leaving lunch so early. I wanted us to have a chance to get to know one another since we have Joy in common. This is kind of an I'm sorry but let's talk kinda thing" He shrugged.

I pursed my lips but said nothing opting to reach for the drink menu instead. My current form was slightly annoyed, but my inner form was bored. She didn't really care for the idle small talk.

After our waiter took our drink orders he turned his attention back to me, "Have you done any writing lately?".

The question seemed innocent enough, but alarm bells rang in my head briefly. If this had been any other one of them I would have brushed off the question, but this is a cop I'm talking to any not being able to read him was making any interaction with him set me on edge. Is this how their female counterparts feel when dating? Once again, I couldn't figure out if this was truly a date or not. He keeps hinting it isn't, yet I still couldn't tell. My wings began to itch and burn, but I kept my composure.

"I haven't actually but I feel inspired to begin writing again". There. That was a partial truth and it seemed to satisfy him. "Caught the New York killer yet?" I asked.

"Yeah right" He snorted, "It would be all over the news. All of New York would rejoice since they are pretty scared". His last statement made my true form blossom with joy and the burning sensation I was feeling earlier began to diminish.

"Really? You guys think it's some kind of serial killer?" I bit back a smile.

"Possibly. Some of my department think it might be a female" He looked directly at me and I felt my blood run cold in the veins of my current form. Where was that waiter with the alcohol?

"Why do they think that?" I managed to get out without stuttering.

"I can't tell you because that would be giving out sensitive information on the case. Mind if we change the subject matter?"

Mind if I murder you in the back alley of this restaurant? It's a question I wanted to ask but I bit back my tongue and nodded instead.

"Joy thinks you've been avoiding her lately" He gave me a pointed look.

"I have" I stated bluntly, "She can be a bit much".

He chuckled, "and you like your quiet and personal space".