"I never meant to use you." he replied. He raised a hand and put it over the mark on her chest, hovering just off of touching. "I truely did not know. And I am so sorry." he apologized, sincere. But Lone still refused to look at him. It surprised him that Rimmon was allowing them this moment and he couldn't resist looking over his shoulder, surprised to find the old man holding Rimmon back. The Demon looked ready to chew steel and spit nails, but Coyote had only needed to tell the Demon to stand still and stay quiet and he'd been powerless to resist. Gavin turned his gaze back to Lone, catching her watching him out of the corner of her eye. "I was supposed to save you." Gavin whispered, despair prickling through his mortal form. "I was supposed to save you," he repeated, "not fall in love with you." he finished. Surprise flooded Lone's face as she faced him. He took a gamble and crashed his lips to hers, letting his hand come to rest on her shirt, over the mark he'd put on her chest. The kiss sent jolts zinging inside his mortal flesh and he felt her melt against his lips, open her mouth to him, dropping her animosity. And then a fist connected to his face, sending him sprawling backwards.
                              
Lone was furious that she'd let him kiss her, and superbly pissed off at herself for kissing him back. It had felt so damn good, and when he touched the mark, even with a layer between their skin, she'd felt something uncoil inside her body, like a flower as it blooms. And then the anger burned that up, making it ashen. "You ever touch me like that again and I'll kill you myself." she warned.
                              
Rimmon was laughing, a deep, full belly laugh. He'd been worried for a little bit, and helpless to stop their reconciliation with Coyote holding him back. But he needed have worried. "That's my girl." the Demon chuckled, freed of Coyote's restraint. He walked over to Lone a the Angel propped himself up, rubbing his jaw. Lone shot him a look full of venom.
                              
"I'm not your anything. The same rule stands for you. No touching. I've agreed to work with you two only because my Sensei has asked it of me. Once this task is done, I never want to see either of you again. Do you understand me?" Lone demanded, fists clenched.
                              
"I understand. There's just one thing I need to do before though." Rimmon nodded. Lone frowned, confused and he used that opportunity grab her hips and kiss her. Fair was fair, if hte Angel got one last kiss, so would he dammit. He was expecting her to hit him like she had Gavin, but it never happened. His hand had landed on the invisible brand he'd given her and it lit his blood on fire. Finally Lone shoved herself away from the Demon's lips and glared at him, but the effect was ruined by her swollen lips. The flush on her face told anyone looking that Rimmon wasn't the only one that'd felt the heat flare between them.
                              
"Coyote, how do I kill them?" Lone asked her sensei, voice sounding a little desperate.
                              
"Off with their heads." Coyote grinned at his protege. Considering the fact that she's found out that Angels and Demons are real, nightmares are hunting her, her soul is at risk and her sensei isn't entirely human all in a short period of time, she was handeling it all rather well.
                              
"Awesome." Lone replied sarcastically. "Alright then. If either of you try something like that again, I'll go guillotine on your asses. Alright?" Lone gave the final warning, then slid into the shotgun seat. "When we get back, Gavin, you distract Belle. As far as she's concerned, your her boyfriend. Romance her, see if this creature of yours is sniffing your trail. But if there is any sign of danger, any sign at all, you get Belle to safety. Or you'll deal with me." Lone instructed. "Rimmon, we're dealing with something from your neck of the woods. Ask around and find out what you can."
                              
The reminded Gavin of something and he finally thought to check his cellphone. There were several missed phone calls and three texts from Roy. "I might already have a lead on that, hang on." the Angel spoke up. He called Roy's number, a little shocked to find the sky edging towards dawn already. The first attempt eventually gave him the voice mail and he left a brief message. Then he tried texting the gargoyle. But by the time the Jeep pulled up outside Lone's apartment complex, the gargoyle hadn't replied. Gavin frowned but put it down to the fact that Roy was probably back on his rooftop, with dawn being so close.
                              
Lone scrubbed her face, exhausted despite having her accidental nap. She felt boiled and peeled like a potatoe, and having the two men who caused those sensations standing just behind her, watching her, was not helping settle the sensation. It was obvious that they both wanted to say something to her, but not with the other one still there. If this wasn't so frustrating it'd be amusing. "Do whatever it is you need to go do, then we'll meet up tonight. Goodnight." Lone's voice was monotone.
                              
"Lone wait..." "Elonore..." they both started, then glared at each other. Lone just gesturedfor them to shut up.
                              
"Go away. Just... just go away." Lone had meant for it to sound firm and angry, unyeilding. But instead she sounded almost pleading, weak and pathetic. She didn't wait for them to reply, just walked inside and to her apartment. This time she made it to her own bed before she passed out.