Hellboy Fan Fiction ❯ Cat Out of The Bag ❯ Goodbye Old Life Hello Latin ( Chapter 10 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I do not own Hellboy and I do not profit from these writings. I created OC characters such as Brooke and Marvin (Marbin).
Author Note: I am afraid that I must warn you that there is going to be same sex relationships in this story, guy/guy so if you don't like it then I advise that my story may not be the best for you to read. Also note this is revamped slightly from when I started it in 2009.
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'Thinking'
"Talking"
Story
-Flashback
Chapter 10
John's Pov
Brooke had finished her meal now and an agent came to take away the dishes, the conversation had died down a bit since Brooke had asked what she was, I assumed she was thinking about it in depth and I didn’t think that to be a good idea. So softly I asked her “Brooke would you like to see the room you will be staying in from now on?” she looked surprised and asked “I get my own room?” I smiled and nodded before standing up and holding my hand out for her to take. “Yes everyone here has their own room.” I left out the fact that I shared a room with Hellboy as I didn’t think she really needed to know that just yet.
She took my hand hesitantly before we walked together out of the library, Liz waved as she was no doubt going to stay by Blue’s side and Red I noticed followed behind us curiously. The young cat girl seemed to hear his heavier foot steps behind us and gave a small smile at the red demon before looking in front again. We made our way down the corridor passing by many conversing agents and some glass encased statues, when we came upon the right door I paused and used my free hand not holding Brooke’s to open the door and turn the light on. The light revealed the room was about the same size as the fire girls room with a bed against the wall at the end of the room opposite the door, there was a dresser and a door leading to a bathroom on the right side of the room and then to the left there was a small television and a basic bookshelf though it currently only had a few old magazines on it. Brooke looked at the room in awe and smiled happily up at me “It looks so nice are you sure it’s ok I sleep in here?” I heard my lover reply from behind me “Of course squirt it’s all yours, so you can put whatever posters up you want and watch what you want and stay in bed all day if you want” I couldn’t help but laugh softly “Red it’s only you that does that”. Hellboy grinned almost sheepishly “Oh yeah, I forgot”.
Brooke let go of my hand so she could walk into the room almost as if not believing what she was seeing, I didn’t really understand why as it was a plain room in my opinion. Me and HB followed her into the room and watched her; she sat on the bed and fiddled with the TV remote that laid there before looking at the book shelf with its poor reading material. “You could borrow some books from the library I’m sure Abe wouldn’t mind” I spoke up. She nodded a little and then seemed to realise something as she asked “Will I be able to go back to my place and get my clothes and things?” I nodded though gave a pitiful smile “Yes but you will have to go with the company of a few agents and at night time, ok?” she bit her lip before nodding her head staying silent. “We will give you a while to settle in while I go and get permission to take you out to your place ok?” again she nodded not meeting my eyes this time and me and Red left though me having to yank at his sleeve to get him to follow.
Brooke’s Pov
After John and Hellboy left the room, my room, it seemed weird saying that but that’s what it was, I lay down on my side on the bed, careful not to knock the controller off and closed my eyes. ‘If they went with me to my apartment they will see how run down it is, see what I live like, I know they already know I steal but this is different, I don’t want them to pity me’. I stayed deep in thought for a long while about how they would react and the consequences of no longer giving Marvin his money since I would no longer be able to receive my benefit either I guessed. While I lay there my tail lay against my leg under the long shirt, it flicked just slightly almost a twitch just every now and then, I reached  a hand up to run a finger over one of my furry cat ears and murmured softly at the relaxing feeling it brought, ‘perhaps I should ask for John not to come with the other agents and myself or he would stop being so nice to me’ but then I thought perhaps he already knows and he is being nice out of pity, my head felt  heavy as I kept mentally debating the situation and I was not feeling any better by the time that the man came back to fetch me.
I heard someone walk to the door before they even knocked; bringing myself upright I called softly “Come in”. When the door opened I noticed with relief it was John and not just a random agent, he smiled kindly as always and spoke “Ready to go?” I nodded slightly but really I wasn’t ready at all.  
We walked down the hallway this time not holding hands, his voice broke through my continuing mental debate “We have two agents meeting us in the car they will help carry things to the car from your place too” I nodded a bit before looking ahead realising suddenly we were going outside and I was still barefoot “John?” It was the first time I had used his name but he didn’t seem startled “Yes Brooke?” he answered “I have no shoes, I don’t mind …but…” my voice trailed off unsure if I had said something selfish or not and not sure how he would react. I didn’t expect him to slap his hand to his own forehead “I’m such an idiot I forgot the shoes, wait here a second ok?” I blinked surprised ‘he was going to bring me shoes?’. I watched him dash off and stood there uncomfortable as several agents stared at me as they passed, he came back quickly with a pair of plain white plimsolls in hand that seemed my size as well as a rain jacket that was also white and had a hood. He held them out to me which then I took with a soft thank you, first I put the coat on and then slipped the shoes on, the shoes were a bit big but the coat fit well. He smiled “Oh good they both seem the right size”, he then reached forward and started to do my coat up for me “don’t want to catch a cold do you? It’s cold outside” I smiled some, light blushing he was so kind, no one else besides the people here had been this kind to me before, I then realised I was going outside and although my tail was hidden under the long shirt my ears were visible so I put the hood up, we then both walked onto a platform that rose up to above ground, on the way I could see how many underground levels this place had and was surprised, it really was safer than being outside.
John’s Pov
The drive to Brooke’s apartment was a silent one, she seemed to fidget on the seat and bite at her lip quite a bit. By the time we arrived she had made her lip bleed due to forgetting how much sharper and longer her canine teeth now are. I gave her a tissue to hold against it till it stopped as we stepped out of the car, I moved an arm around her shoulders to steer her towards the building mostly hoping she didn’t try to run away.
When we came into the entrance of the apartment building, the two agents following behind us though eyes only on the girl at my side, I noticed Brooke’s head drop and she almost seemed to be constantly checking every corner of the room. When I looked around the entrance way I noticed the door was broken with no lock, the wall to the right had a hole in it and the lift was no longer in service and didn’t’ seem to have been for quite some time, so the stairs were our only option. “Which floor do you live on?” I asked and she spoke softly “the third floor” so I moved with her to start the climb to the third level.
As we passed the 1st and 2nd floor I heard a lot of ruckus from some of the rooms, some doors were open and the smell of either alcohol or pot came wafting out of the rooms. All of the wallpaper for the stairwell was stained and faded, the railing was broken in some places meaning you could not hold onto it safely and when we reached the third floor I could hear an argument taking place on the floor above between two men and it seemed to be escalating to pushes and shoves. Quickly Brooke moved forward to a door near the stairs, taking a key from underneath the mat and opening the door, she went inside and I followed with the two agents trailing behind still. By this time her lip had slipped bleeding and I knew it would heal by the time we got back to the Bureau, her hood still kept up hiding her ears.
As I entered her apartment I was shocked but also now understood why she seemed uncomfortable about coming here as well as why she was so happy about the plain room back at the Bureau. The room was small, the walls were as stained if not more so than the stairwell outside and the window was smashed through, a piece of cardboard keeping the cold wind from freezing the room. It was clear that even with that the room was still cold the heating was defiantly not on but glancing at the heaters I guessed they probably did not work anyway. Further checking the room the only belongings I noticed were a couple of piles of books on a cheap looking dinner table and some clothes hanging in a wardrobe without any doors on it. There were a few objects scattered around such a small ornament here or a coffee mug there, but there was no telephone, no television and no pictures. The kitchen and bedroom all in one room as this was a studio, the bed was small and I expected it was originally a guest bed now turned permanent bed. They were cheaper to buy, a lot cheaper. The kitchen looked a little unused and I assumed if I looked in the fridge and cupboards that they would probably be empty. There was a door to the far right looking to lead to a bathroom but from here I could see that the room looked less than welcoming.
During the time I had been staring in shock Brooke had started putting the few belongings she had together on the table so she could show that she had everything she wanted to take, she looked at me nervously almost afraid, I’m assuming she was worried about what I thought right now. What I thought of the run down room, the lack of belongings, the bed that didn’t seem to really qualify as one. I came over to her quickly, causing her to flinch and close her eyes but I just pulled her into a hug and whispered “You don’t have to worry about this anymore, you’ll be taken care of now and you’ll have a better place to stay in, no more money trouble ok?” she nodded her head and that’s when I felt wetness against my shirt, my ears picked up the sound of soft sobs and I sighed rubbed her back as she cried into the hug.

Abe’s Pov
I had heard from Liz that John was taking the young girl back to her home to gather her belongings so I was glad that right now the poor girl had something to take her mind off of her condition. I had made some progress into finding out her origins and I wasn’t sure if the solution was good or bad as this would defiantly mean the girl wasn’t human just like I wasn’t, she had almost seemed to wish she was still somehow someway partly human. Liz was sitting beside me drinking a coffee so I relayed my current findings to her “I have found out that Cat Demons or a Cattus Daemon in Latin ... go through a change – Mutatio, when they are going through puberty usually before that end’s they will have changed completely, which explains why Brooke had such good reflexes and healing ability before getting the Ear’s and so on.” The fire girl nod’s her head listening “So from what you’ve found out her change is complete right?” I nodded my head “I believe so, their kind has healing abilities, feline attributes and it mentions some kind of special mating ritual but that is not a current worry I will research more on that in good time” she bites her lip and stands up, pacing a bit, not out of agitation from what I could tell but just the need to move around. As she spoke I listened “Well I doubt she will want to mate with anyone here at the B.P.R.D I mean come on one of the agent’s shot her and well…John’s taken” she grinned at that as if thinking of some joke she could tease the former agent and red demon with later. I nodded my head “Yes but there is the possibility that she will end up mating with a stranger due to instinct, if there is a certain scent that pulls her to them or something else which I would have to research” Liz looked worried at that and her gaze lingered on me a bit longer before she looked away whispering “Let’s hope not”.
Hellboy’s Pov
I was pissed, nope I was beyond pissed my Johnny had gone out with the kitten to collect her stuff and they hadn’t taken me with them! It was nighttime I wouldn’t get seen, plus I could help with the heavy lifting. He hadn’t even asked me to go, let alone told me he was going! Nooo I find out from damn Manning’s about where they were. I slumped onto my oversized custom made bed, glaring at the TV as if it was the TV’s fault. I would wait till my lover got back then I would punish him for not taking me with, yes…that was a good plan. As I sat there I mumbled “At least I broke Manning’s desk…again” I couldn’t help but give a smirk at the memory, out of my rage at not being informed or taken with I let loose and broke the head agents desk with my stone hand, leaving his office floor covered in paperwork and stationary, I ignored his angry threat to have me locked up for good, as if I hadn’t heard that one before.