With tears streaming down my cheeks I watched as my best friend looked back with a sorrow in his eyes.

He sighed and opened his mouth as if he was about to say something but then he turned to look in the mirror, "See ya, Babes."

Then he thought for moment, "Hey Babes," He looked around himself and turned to me with soft eyes and said, "Give 'em Hell, Kid."

I smiled though my tears, "Beetlegeuse...Beetlegeuse…" I whispered the last time, "beetlegeuse." I watched as he was sucked back into the mirror.

the mirror. I ran to my mirror and chanted his name again but this time it didn't do anything to bring him back to my world. "No..."

I cried as I touched it. I didn't feel it anymore, it was just an ordinary mirror.


I tripped and felt as if I twisted my ankle I started to cry and that's when I caught the attention of a tall, burly, man with a thin slice of a scar cut into his cheek who reached down to help me up.

I took the strangers hand as I stood back up, "Thank you?" I struggled to my feet when I heard the metallic flick of a pocket knife but before I could react the man seized coolness of the blade pressed firmly into my throat. "Please?"

"Shut up!

I don't have anything."

"Everyone has something " He sneered at me.

"Look i just got hereI don't even have enough money to eat."

"Shut up!" he growled through his teeth.

"Dude you don't want to hurt her." A cool voice came from the shadows, "What can she do for you that this money can't?

"Oh, I could think of a few things." He softly touched me and with the pocketknife still at my throat he sniffed my black hair.

Oh,please no. I thought.

"You don't want her, you're not that kind of person."

"How do you know what kind of person I fucking am."

"Not THAT kind." He held out his wallet, "Just take it." He offered, "Give her to me and just go."

With that my would-be savior just stared at the man threatening me.

The man forcibly let out the breath I had been holding and shoved me at my savior as he snatched the wallet.

"As graceful as ever, huh Babes?" He mumbled

"What?"

"Are you okay?"

He hand flew to my neck where the blade had been resting, "I think so." But when I tried to walk I collapsed, "Nope I don't think I am." I whimpered and started to cry. My savior picked me up taking care not to jostle my foot, "Come On."

"Where?"

"Pizza Palace right on the corner here then maybe I can look at your foot?Or at least put ice on your foot."

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Everything."

"No Prob, Babes."

I heard that and looked at him.

"What?"

"Nothing...it's just-only one person ever called me Babes."

"And here I was thinking I was An Original."

I smiled at him as he opened the door to the pizza restaurant and he carried me to a table. He sat me on a table and carefully removed my shoe and as he began to probe and inspect my foot my leg jumped.

"Sorry." I apologized.

"Don't ever apologize for anything." He smiled up at me.

"You're eyes"

To that he lowered his gaze back to my foot, "What about them?"

"Can I get the name of my Savior?"

He smiles at me,"It's Alex, Babes, Alex."

Hello Alex"

"Hello Lydia."

" I tell you my name?"

"Of course." He said as he looked over my hurt foot.

I doubted that but I honestly couldn't remember if I had told him my name or not.

As soon as I felt the thumb cross a sore spot and I yanked my foot out of his grasp as I gasped out in pain.

"Uh-huh"

"What?"

"Your hurt"

"No shit"

"You're in pain so I'll let that slide." He smiled up at me making me smile

"Are you hungry?"

"Yeah, but didn't you just give that guy your wallet?"

"Uh-huh, what's your point?" He said with all of his money sandwiched between credit cards.

"Do I even want to know where you stashed that?"

"I live in New York. I never actually carry money in my wallet" He said confidently.

"So why have a wallet?"

"To save beautiful out of town girls and then offer them pizza." He watched me get up and limp towards a table,"Come on, rest that foot a bit and eat some pizza with me."

I relented and slid into the booth, "You had me at Pizza." I told him.

He smiled, "Okay? Okay." He ran his fingers through his hair, "Um, just sit and I'll be back."

He was out of earshot when I realized he didn't ask me what pizza I liked. I stood up and took a step and quickly realized that was not going to work. I groaned and sat back down.

I waited for him to come back and just hoped I could eat it.

He came back across the spotless tiled floor and slid in the booth across from me.

A slice of pie for you. He gave me a single slice "Oh?"

He looked at me, "What does that mean?"

"I thought-Nevermind."

"No, tell me?" He urged me as he sat.

"Just one slice?"

He chuckled at me, "What were you expecting?"

I didn't want to answer him. I didn't want to sound ungrateful or like a fat whale but his green eyes studied my face so intently, "we're going to need some soda to wash the pizza down with." I said hopefully changing the left me again to get the soda without taking my order...again.

I looked over the slice of pizza as he filled the tall styrofoam cups. He sat one of them in front of me and cautiously took a bite. So tell me, what brings you here?"

"Nothing in particular really…"

"My father died .."

"Finally…" He mumbled as I looked at him "and my brother doesn't want to take care of me."

"Of course not."

Beej don't say that"

"It's true he never wanted to take care of you. Seems like more of an inconvenience than anything. Did your father's body have time to get cold before your brother stuck you in an intution?"

I couldn't help but smile.

Then he paused as if realizing what he just said,"Um well that is to say,"he tried to backpedal in a hurry, " but soon he realized he's charade was over as he hung his head in defeat,

"It is you!" I practically screamed,"Beetleguese, "but how?"

""Hey Babes." He forced a smile, "You remember what I told you about possession, right?"

"You mean,you wearing someone's meatsuit right now?"

"Jesus kid, you and Supernatural."

I started crying, "I've missed you so much."

I know butI couldn't ask you before."

"Ask me what?"

Beetleguese pressed his lips against mine

."Better late then never."

He smiled at that, "Stay with me?"

As an answer, Lydia kissed him.