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Pen, a couple hours later...

There was heavy breathing, then someone moaned. I started seeing something. Black jeans, and a hand. I knew who it was. Vincent. There was some sort of silver blade in his hand when a hand grabbed his wrist.

I snapped awake and looked around the room. I started getting up, getting on my bowler shirt and picking up my shoes and hat, starting to get out of the room. I pulled on my shoes as I started getting to the map room.

"Hey," I started, "Hey," The four looked at me from looking at computers and books, "I think I got something."

"What is it?" Jack asked.

"It," I realized what exactly it was, then shut my mouth, wondering if I really wanted to share that information.

"Pen," Cas said, and I looked at her, "What is it?"

"Uhm," I looked to the side slightly, "Well, it's just that uh," I looked at Vincent, "You,"

"Me?" He asked, crossing his arms.

"You were just kind of," I put my hands in front of me to help me get out what I needed, "With a lady, and you know."

"You were having a wet dream about me getting down and dirty with a woman?" He asked, "Well that was helpful, that's every Saturday night for me."

"No, you had a knife thing, okay?" I breathed heavily, "I think you were gonna stab her."

"Then that's every other Tuesday."

"Who was he with?" Cas asked, nodding to me.

"I don't know," I rubbed my face.

"Who would you be with that you'd be wanting to kill?" Jack asked, and they looked at Vincent.

Vincent...

I watched as they looked at me. I swallowed slightly, looking to the table.

"Vince," Cas said, "Where have you been going?" I leaned on the table, "Vincent, tell me," I looked to the side slightly, "Tell me you aren't working for Lilith." I got off the table and started going to the steps. She stepped in front of me and I looked at her.

"Move," I told her.

She shook her head slowly, "You're not going anywhere until we get this figured out."

"Cas, I said move," I tried to warn her.

"Vincent, tell me you're not on their side," I heard her voice crack slightly.

At my side, I couldn't get my fist to clench no matter how hard I tried. I shook my head, shoved past her and went upstairs. I got out and closed the door behind me, getting up the stairs and breathing in heavily. I shook my head slightly and went to my car, getting in.

Cas...

I grabbed my jacket and started putting it on.

"Cas," Jack started, "Maybe you should just let him go."

"I'm not letting him tear this apart," I told him, fixing my collar against my neck.

"I don't think he," Pen started.

"I'm going to find out from him, I need him to tell it to my face." I told them.

"I'll go with you," Guy said, and I looked at him.

"I got this one on my own, don't worry." I pat his arm and he looked at me worriedly. I gave him a small smile and he nodded slightly, "I'll be back, with him." I looked to Jack, "We're a family, no matter how screwed up we are."

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