ERZA P.O.V.
They pulled up outside her house and she saw El rush outside clutching a wailing Nathaniel in her arms like her life depended on it. Her eyes were wide and frantic but she stopped when she saw the expensive car parked outside. She seemed very concerned by the large strange vehicle.
"That's my sister." Erza said as if it explained everything. She turned to look at Enson as he shut off the engine. He had dirty blonde hairthat was pulled back into a low ponytail. His face was perfectly symmetrical. "You're kinda hot."
"What?" He laughed in confusion. He seemed unnerved by her statement.
"I mean don't you have a girlfriend?" She couldn't understand why that thought made her feel so angry but it did.
"I used to." He said as he stared blankly out the window. "She dumped me though."
"I'm sorry." She said apologetically and looked at her hands. She knew she should feel sorry but she couldn't bring herself to.
"No you're not." He laughed. She liked the way it made his hazle eyes sparkle.
"You're right." She said gleefully. "But why did she dump you?"
"I wouldn't sleep with her."
"Did you not find her attractive?"
"That's not it. I'm waiting."
"For what?"
"You." He said honestly. Erza was shocked. According to her father it wasn't possible for guys to wait for a happily ever after ending.
"Why wait for me?" In the course of one conversation he had obliterated everything she thought she knew or ever wanted for herself.
"I always had a feeling that something bad was going to happen if I didn't.''
"Aren't you worried about.....you know."
"No I don't know explain." He looked amused.
"The you know."
"I really don't."
"Use it or lose it." She said, her gaze darting down to the front of his jeans and back up.
"The..... What?!" he almost laughed.
"I don't know how it is for werewolves but for humans at least if a guy doesn't use it they lose it. It gets an inch smaller every year they go with out sex and eventually they turn into a woman."
"I'm no expert but I don't think that's right." He laughed and she loved the sound of it.
"Well my dad is a men's health expert so I think I will believe him." Erza stuck her tongue out at him and he laughed again.
"You're adorable. You know that." Just then there was a sharp rapping on Erza's window. "Looks like your sister is getting impatient. Just so you know, for you, I'll wait any amount of time. Even if I did turn into a woman in the process." She leaned across the console and kissed him on the cheek.
"Thanks for the ride. Come on Salem." With that she got out and closed the door behind them. El immediately pulled her into a suffocating embrace.
"Are you okay? Where the fuck have you been? I was so worried that we would never see you again. What happened?" She was crying by the time Erza manged to pull away.
"I guess I was sleep walking again. Got out of the house some how. It's okay. Enson found me and bought me Denny's and gave me a ride home." She knew if she didn't explain everything her sister would pester her to no end for every single detail. "Enson's really nice and Salem likes him too. He is so sweet. And not at all what I expected a werewolf to be." Just then Trent walked up.
"What the fuck are you wearing Erza!?" He shouted. "Go put on some really clothes and stop dressing like a prostitute!" Erza was still wearing the sweatshirt she had borrowed with the letters BMS emblazoned across her breasts in glossy black. She wasn't in the mood to deal with him and his rude disrespectful attitude towards her.
"Hey Trent. How's that rope treating you?" She asked coldly. Salem was growling and hissing like he was about to rip into the large man with just his claws and teeth.
"Is that thing rabid or something? What rope? When you move in with me you'll have to get rid of that cat." Erza was still as the grave as she stared him down.
"The one you just hung yourself with." Those who didn't know her well always assumed that because she spoke calmly that she wasn't filled with pure rage. She wondered if he would back down. He chose not to. She supposed that, since he didn't know her, he mistaking did not see her as a threat. But why would he? She was only 5 feet tall. Where as he was 5'9.
"You are nothing more than a disrespectful little brat." He snarled taking a threatening step towards her. Somewhere in the background a car door slammed shut.
"I'm disrespectful?" She said in disbelief. "You're the one who comes here and starts acting like my sister is actually going to even consider getting back together with a cheating piece of shit like you."
"We are together now and you three are moving in to my apartment with me!" He wrapped his arm around El's waist and pulled her into him.
"You're delusional." Her calm tone was no less filled with the venom that she had honed since she was 3. Her sister didn't call her serpent tongue for no reason. Trent reached out and grabbed her arm in a painful grip and started pulling her forward.
"Listen here you little bitch-" He was cut off by a ferocious growl and suddenly Enson was stepping between them. He towered over Trent.
"Don't ever touch her again or they will never find your body!" There was something different about his voice and Erza was certain that this was Relis and not Enson. Trent backed away from him pulling El with him. Relis looked down pointedly at his hand on El's waist and snarled. "Take your hand off of her or lose it." Trent was too scared to not comply. "Now get lost."
"Relis please calm down." Erza said as she stepped between the two and wrapped her arms around him, burying her face in his chest. She felt his whole body relax.
"Erza! You're supposed to let him kill that jackass." El said jokingly. "So you're Enson.....Relis? Which?"
"Werewolf not a witch. I am Relis. Erza had it right."
"So...Would you like to come in?"
"If its okay." He said. After about half an hour Nathaniel was sitting in his chair munching on toast with peanut butter. Relis had calmed down enough for Enson to take control back and El came rushing into the kitchen dressed in her work uniform.
"Okay when Enson leaves make sure you lock the door and you know the rules. I have to go to work because Sara got caught blowing some dude in the bathroom for meth."
"Fun. What if Marrie shows up?"
"I don't give a fuck. She's not my problem. Oh it's supposed to be nice but cold. If you take Nathaniel to the park be sure he is all bundled up. I will be back around 6 tonight. Also money in the flour jar. And don't get in the sugar bowl." She pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration as she put the lid back on the offending item. "He did it again." With that she left the house.
****
An hour after El left Enson, Nathaniel, and Erza were laying on the living room floor laughing at The Nutty Professor. The front door opened and Marrie stumbled in and flopped on the couch. "Hey! Where's the redheaded step-child? Never mind. I don't give a fuck. Your bitch ass father leave anything for me?" she seemed to be in a good mood. Might as well keep her that way.
"Check the sugar bowl." Erza said cheerfully. Marrie got up and headed to the kitchen. she emerged a few minutes later with a paper and a dime bag of coke.
"Here." She said and dropped fifty dollars in Erza's lap. "I was gonna get a dime of coke but I got that now. Go get your little crouch goblin some diapers or something." Enson grabbed Nathaniel and stood up at the same time Erza stood and dumped the money on the floor. Marrie was already closing the door behind her as she left.
Enson stared blankly at her for a moment. "He's not mine." She said flatly.
"I know. Why did she say he is? That was weird."
"I know right. Like what ever." She pulled out a latex glove and picked up the fifty dollars. Two hours later they were in the store as Enson stared at feminine hygiene products. He had been staring at them for a little while.
"Salem help. Which ones does she buy?" He unzipped the cat carrier bag that was slung over his shoulder. Salem immediately ran to her and she laughed. "So how long were you standing there watching me struggle?"
"Ten minutes." Erza laughed as she walked up to a shelf and grabbed the bulk pack of pads. "When in doubt always buy bulk. And never the scented. Also neither of us do the whole tampon thing so avoid them no matter what you do. They're a wast of money."
"So do we have everything." He looked at the cart as she pulled out the list with prices and went over it as she muttered under her breath.
"Yeah. We got everything." She said as she looked up and seemed to notice someone that she knew. "Han! When did you get back?" She smiled at the man and hugged him.
"Just this morning. How you been buttmunch?"
"Good. Is Lyn with you?"
"Yeah. She's over at the deli. Um..... Mind helping me out here? She said she needs some stuff. But I have no idea what she uses."
"You're on your own marine." Erza giggled.
"Oh come on. Help your big brother out a little at least." He must have thought he had gotten lucky when he ran into her in the feminine hygiene aisle. She was a hellion. Helping him out was the last thing she wanted to do right now. Watching him struggle would be far more entertaining. Unfortunately for her Enson had gotten over his feelings of jealousy when Han had referred to himself as her big brother.
"Here." He tossed Han a package of the same pads that sat in their cart. "It's what we're buying so they should be right."
"Hey thanks dude!" Han said enthusiastically as he caught the package. "What did I do to become one of your targets, Erza?"
"You forgot to say hi to Salem and Nathaniel."
"Hi bitty bit." He pulled a giggling Nathaniel from the cart seat.
"What about Salem?" She lifted the growling cat in her arms.
"Not with a ten foot pole." Han said flatly.
"Does he hate every one?" Enson asked as he walked up to them.
"Dude I'm doing you a favor when I say don't get too clo-"
"He is so sweet. I don't get why you're afraid of him." he reached out and pet the demon cat like it was nothing. Hans jaw hit the floor when Salem not only allowed a stranger to touch him but purred loudly at his touch as well. Even more shocking than that was the fact that Erza handed him the cat like it was nothing just as Lyn came around the corner.
"Buttmunch, Hell spawn cat, Bittybit." Lyn took the toddler and blew a loud raspberry in his neck sending him into a fit of high pitched shrieks and giggles. "I can't believe you're holding that demon. Don't you have a sense of self preservation?"