Casta had wandered into the Dark night club,more for a drink then anything else.She was dressed in low riding tight black jeans,with black and white sneakers,a black and white striped shirt,that left her shoulders bare and some of her stomach,a little bit of a deep scar showing thourgh on the side,and her usual black leather jacket.

Her orange hair was down in waves to her back and she wore no make up,expect maskrea to bring focus on her blue eyes. She walked up to the bar,looking around with a disinterseted glance.

Nate was here to pick someone up.....no not like that. One of his buddies from work had gotten way too drunk and called for a ride. It had taken Nate a while to find Scott. He was walking him out now, helping him walk. The guy was smashed. Nate wasn't going to ask how Scott had gotten a black eye. If Chief got wind of Scott being this tanked again he'd be suspended.

They were almost out, so close, and then Scott messed it up. He threw himself awkwardly and drunkenly at a woman. This hardly surprised Nate but it was embassasing. "Shey baaybey, whash yer name?" Scott slurred as he draped himself on the woman with vibrant orange hair. Nate pulled Scott away.

"I'm so sorry, he's very drunk. We were leaving I swear. He's sorry too, just, he's a mess. I really do beg your pardon M'am." Nate said in his sincerest tones. His cheeks were flushed with embarassment though. He was hoping she wouldn't notice Scott was in uniform. A huge no-no. Nate was in jeans, tactical boots, and a black t-shirt. He had a wide basketweave belt looped through his jeans with a Cellular clipped to it.

Casta was outraged and slighty scared when the druken male thourgh himself at her. His friend pulled him off,making apologizes for him,his cheeks fushed with embrassment. Truthfully,she wanted to give the guy a good punch,but his friend was being kind so she settled for an unsure smile."It's alright." She looked him up and down and then his drunk friend.

Her brow rasied."Drunk in uniform? Won't he get fried for that?" She was amused,but gaurded.The only man she felt even partically comfortable with was Em.

"He might If I don't kill him on the way home. I'm really very sorry. He would be too, but you know he's gotten sloppy drunk. Let me get him out of here. Perhaps I can make it up to you later, will you still be around?" Nate asked over the club's loud music.

"Are we goin home Nate?" Scott slurred drunkenly.

"Yes Scott we are." Nate said quietly to his freind.

maybe I can make it up to you,will you still be here?

Casta tensed slighty, this man didn't seem bad he was polite and seemed sweet.But she had learned apperances can be deciving. then again,Em was a man and he was kind to her.So she decided to take a chance.It wasn't like she couldn't kick his ass if he tried anything.

Casta nodded."Sure,I'll be right here."

"Let me get him out of here." He told her with a nod. Then he steered Scot out through the doors.

He came back about an hour later.

"I'm back," he told her as he sat down at the bar. He left a barstool between them though, nate wasn't teh sort of guy who was pushy. "Any one else bug you, or has it been quiet?" He asked her.

Casta looked over at him,glad that he wasn't being pushy and leaving a barstool between them."It's been quiet for the most part." Even as she said it,a man sat down in the stool between them.

"Hey there baby.Why don't you and I go get friendly." All sauve and smooth talk,curling a peice of her hair around his finger,and giving what he thought was a sexy smirk. Casta glared and pulled away."Why don't you bite me." She said shoving him away.

The guy's smirk just grew and he leaned in toward her."Name the time and place,baby."

Nate stood up and pulled the guy and the stool out and away from the bar. He moved his own stool closer and sat back down glaring at the man. "Thanks for interupting." He said. He returned his attention to her. Though he did know it wasn't over. Nate isn't a violent person, he'd let most things roll right over him.

"Maybe leaving a little space wasn't the best idea in spite of good intentions." he said sadly, with a shy smile. The bartender came and he ordred a rum and coke.

Casta watched in amazement as Nate took his place beside her and the guy away. She smiled despite herself,no one had ever done that for her."But good intentions were in mind.Thank you,for that idiot and being considrate."She ordered another drink, rum and coke like his,before turning her attention back to him."I'm Casta."

He earned her name and gratiude,but not her trust.Not even Em had her full trust and she knew she didn't have his. Casta kept a close eyes on the man who had tried hitting on her. He was fuming and she knew it wouldn't be long before he tried something.

"People call me Nate." he told her. He too was carefully remaining aware of the other man. "So what ae you doing out and about alone if you aren't out to meet all the wonderful local cretins?" He asked in a dry yet humorous way.

He still eyed the sleeze ball warily every so often.

Again Casta found a smile tugging at her lips."Just out for a drink.Though now that you mention it,I can see what you're talking about when you say the 'wonderful local cretins'." She said looking pointdly at the sleaze ball. Casta grew wary,he was slowy coming toward them a gleam in his eyes.

Forgeting the gaurd she always put around herself when near men,she leaned over whispering into Nate's ear." I think we should move to another place. Sleaze ball looks like he's about to try something."

"Your wish is my command." he said softly in agreement. He rose from his seat and finished his drink. He would go where she directed, he did not want to inadvertantly put her in an awkward situation.

Casta stood as well,Nate was taller then her by 8 inches,she being only 5'3. Her eyes searched the club,trying to decide if it would better to leave or try and lose the guy in the crowd. Glancing at the sleaze bag again,she decided it would be best to to leave. There was a large crowd on the dance for,Casta thought if she and Nate could get thourgh,the sleaze would lose sight of them.

Casta turned to Nate,leaning up slighty so he could hear her over the music."I think we can lose him in the crowd and slip out the entrance.Good?"

Nate nodded. "Take my hand hmmm? Some on the dance floor may share his ideas." Nate offered his hand with his warning.

Casta looked down at his hand hestinaly. Actual contact? With a man,none the less,she had to admit,it scared her slighty.She looked out over the crowd. Nate was right. Already men were looking at her like she was a peice of meet,even as they danced with other woman.

She took his hand,grasping it tightly.There was a slight opening directly in the middle of the dance floor,she pointed it to Nate,glancing back at the sleaze who was now advacing toward them.

"Let's go then,he is getting a bit too close for my liking." Nate said as he felt her take his hand, he held hers no tighter than he must. He can see the apprehension in the lights he sees around her. He did not look back till they were on the other side, and he noticed she glanced back too.

Casta followed closely behind Nate and let a breath of relife she hadn't relizaed she was holding. Glancing back she saw the sleaze trying to look for them.She tugged on Nate's hand."Let's go." She pulled him out the door.



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