It was not hard to tell that fall was just around the corner. The air was clean and crisp with just the slightest hint of frost hanging in it. This was the time of year Addison both loved and loathed. The latter was because the nights were starting to grow longer as the darkness began it's race to capture the light earlier and earlier every day, meaning that more and more unhuman-beings would be lurking around the streets, which in turn meant more work for her squad. 

 

Pacing back and forth on the top level of the old abandoned multi-storey car-park, Addison pulled her jacket tighter around herself and pulled up her collar. She wasn't feeling cold, in fact her body was able to regulate it's temperature in colder climates than this, but the human she was meeting had no idea that Addison was not the same as himself. Letting out a sigh as she walked over to one side of the roof her gaze looked over at the roof top of the building over the other side of the road. Making sure her earpiece was in her ear properly she smiled. "Hope you don't have me in your sites"

 

At first there was a crackling noise before a males voice come over the earpiece "Oh you are, I'll ease your mind and say it's not your head I'm trained on"

 

"Perve" She laughed out as she turned and walked back across the other side. "Has anyone got eyes on our informant yet?"

 

One by one the voices rang back the simple answer "No visual contact" 

"This isn't like him at all he's normally the one stood waiting for us" She said as she paced around a little more. For all she was trying to keep her voice level and calm when talking to the others, she had to admit to herself she was worried. 

 

 

 

The young man she was waiting to meet up with had been a reliable source of Intel for several years now. He had come on to her radar four years ago when Chris and herself had been talking to their commanding officer and he had sighed picking up a report. When they had asked what was wrong, he showed them file he had just been handed regarding the hospitalisation of a fourteen year old by the name of Daniel Helms. The young man according to the report had been in and out of hospital numerous times with a multitude of different injuries that screamed abuse, but with no witnesses and the boy not being willing to talk their hands were tied. Seeing how distraught the case made their superior officer the two had offered to take the case, and that was how they had met. 

 

When they had talked to the boy later that day he said he fell down the stairs and Chris had joked he must have two left feet as his medical record was as long as a novel and all said the same he had fallen or tripped. The hollow empty look in Daniels eyes back then had haunted Addison to the point she couldn't let it go. She had seen a lot of horrible things in her life time and also done a lot, but during that time the one thing she never stood for or allowed was seeing children hurt in any way. Knowing in her heart that the child would never tell what his father had done to him, and that there was no way the man was going to confess, they had left the hospital and told Daniel they would come by his home to see him in a few days. 

 

Despite having a work load that would make even a workaholic think twice about just running away, Addison and Chris held true to their word to the boy and stopped by his home a couple of nights later. The father had immediately started shouting about harassment and demanding they got the hell out. Addison simply smiled at the man and asked for a moment alone as she needed to discus one minor matter with him regarding another case that his name had come up in and nothing to do with Daniel at all. The father paused with a look of confusion on his face as to what the other case could be. Asking to speak to him in the bedroom, she asked Chris to keep the boy out front then followed the father through the home into the back room. Once alone with the sorry excuse of a man she allowed her anger to show. Her eyes changing to red and her fangs elongating she grabbed the father by the throat and held him against the wall, his feet barley touching the floor. Then after giving him a warning that should Daniel have another fall or trip that he himself would be getting a special night time visit from herself, she released her grasp and stepped back. Her fangs receding and her eyes changing back to normal she couldn't help but grin as she noticed the father had been so scared by her that he had urinated while she had him pinned. Saying her good night to the man she left the room and walked back to the front of the home and watched as Chris handed the boy his business card just before they left the house. 

After that night it had been several weeks before Addison and Chris had heard anything. The boy had come into the offices and both had sighed with relief thinking that he had finally come to report his father, but instead he brought something else. After being led into an interview room he told them both that his father had been taken away, placed into a mental institution as he raved about vampires coming from him. Addison couldn't help but let out a cough as she almost choked on the laugh she fought to keep from getting out. As Chris asked if that was why Daniel had come to see them, to let them know about his father, the boy simply shook his head and told them he had information about a bank robbery. 

 

That had been the start of his unofficial career as their informant. Now here they were several years later and he was still helping them out. Addison wished this was one case Daniel wasn't trying to help them with. In fact she wished he was a million miles away from it.