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Cat Out of The Bag	By : kbygrave1124 Category: G through L > Hellboy Views: 3399 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellboy and I do not profit from these writing's.

Chapter List
- 10
- 11
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.
Note : Completely New Chapter! Please let me know what you think of the writing style, does it seem different to the first ten chapter's or is it the same? How do you feel the story is going? Is it dragging?

'Thinking'
"Talking"
Story
-Flashback
Chapter 11
Brookes Pov
It was with an air of relief that I stepped from the platform lift onto the level where Hellboy and Liz waited for us, John to my left and an agent I didn't know to my right. Each of them held a box with my few belonging's inside and although I felt happy to be back here where I knew it was safe and warm I also felt anxious because I knew not what laid in front of me nor what was to happen to what I left behind. This may sound like I am over thinking matter's but when you have spent the last 48 hour's or so in and out of pain and still not know what you are turning into you can't help BUT over think your life. Then again...who doesn't spent their few waking moment's just before sleep take's you thinking about what you lock away at the back of your mind during the day.
I was brought out of my thought's by Liz asking how it went and with a genuine smile I answered that I had been sad but now I was fine and happy to be here. I could see her lip's start to turn down into a frown but hearing that I was happy to be here really made her look relived, slapping a hand on my back gently she steered me away from John and the agent, past a very obviously sulking red demon toward's the general direction I remember my room being in. Yes MY room, I can't tell you what a change it is to look forward to actually going to your room. Looking up at the raven haired woman I whispered "What's wrong with Hellboy?", she grinned at me as she explained "He doesn't like being locked up down here, he takes any chance to get out and about, I think he just really wanted to go with you guy's is all but no wayyy Manning's would allow that during the day" she kept her gaze forward as several agent's came down the hallway all seeming to be in a hurry, her lip's did turn into a frown this time and I cocked my head to the side, one of my furry ear's twitching a bit "What's wrong?".
Suddenly an alarm sounded throughout the building, I cringed and covered my cat ear's surprising myself but realising they were actually more sensative than my human ear's at this moment, I shouted over the alarm "Liz?! What is it?" she looked back at HB as he came rushing up behind us, thumb jerked back toward's the exit "Got a job to do sparky", she looked down at me with a slightly off smile "Uh Brooke you go right to your room ok and start setting up? You can put your stuff anywhere you want and we will be back before you know it". I nodded worriedly noticing she still hadn't answered my question and watched her rush off with red after he had muttered something to John which made him blink in surprise. John and the agent watched them go, still holding my boxes and I looked up at John hopefully "Your not going too are you?" He shook his head and although he seemed as worried as I was he ushered me to keep walking "No...I'm going to stay here with you, they will be alright...." he seemed to pause here and I mentally added a 'I hope' assuming he was thinking the same thing. We continued on toward's my room and I began unpacking, the agent left with a swift nod to John who nodded back and we were left to ourselves and silence, stuck in our own thought's.
Hellboy's Pov
Well if that didn't just take the cake, barely two day's off and back out on another mission. Although I do like to be out and about it's not fun to be cooped up, a demon has a right to a damn weekend doesn't he? I was going to spend the weekend with John and order a ridiculous amount of pancake's with extra maple syrup that I could smother him with. I frowned as me, Liz and Abe sat in the back of the truck on the way toward's an unknown destination. Well at least unknown for me and Liz, I'm sure fish boy knew exactly where we were going.
After a while I saw Liz's face in front of mine "If you keep making that face it will get stuck that way" I stuck my tongue out then realized it was childish and snorted. "I don't believe that for a second, so where are we being ordered to huh? Another pygmy? A homeless guy dressed as a werewolf scaring the local's? What?". My sour look didn't impress the other's but Abe answered anyway as I knew he would though slightly sarcastically for him "If anything's scaring the local's red it's you...no apparantly a ghost of all thing's was spotted in the middle of the cemetary in town. The last two people who saw her witnessed her screaming and now each of them has a dead loved one. Very much sound's like a Banshee to me so should be a simple job". I raised a brow, a Banshee huh? We had seen one of those about 5 year's ago and it had all in all been a 'simple' job apart from me getting skewered through the foot with a badly placed iron bar in a trash yard and Abe scaring the hell out of a couple of guy's on the way home from a bar.
We arrived at the cemetary quite quickly which made me realise how close to the bureau it actually was and all got out of the truck. Once out I grabbed my trusty gun and held it up in my flesh hand as I took a passing glance over the scenery. Abe stayed by the truck, turning his walky on and started reading through another of his darn book's while me and Liz made our way slowly but quietly between the graves with a few agent's behind us. At first all was quiet but moment's later a loud crashing sound assaulted my ear's, my head turned, body following and hand swinging up to aim the gun at the would be Banshee, had it not come face to face with a flustered agent. "For fuck's sake! Can we get some god damn stealth here?". The agent looked about ready to wet himself but I kept the gun trained on him a while longer, piercing him with my yellow gaze until Liz looked at me amused "Put the gun down red he's new" I sighed but did lower my gun and shook my head "Jesus it's like baby sitting with these guy's" I turned back around and continued to walk between the graves, Liz at my far right and the now terryified agent to the very far left apparantly trying to keep out of my way. I heard Abe over the walky questioning our situation "Negative blue just a friendly" Abe answered with an 'ah' as usual and the line went quiet.
It went on like this for about forty minute's, not really finding anything that hinted at it's wareabout's or any other being's for that matter until the agent, I later learned his name was Robert's, started shouting like a mad man and pointing his own gun at a shadowy figure I couldn't quite make out from as far away as I was, I made a sprint for his direction. "Hold your fire dammit!", I seriously did not want another repeat of Brooke's shooting if this turned out to be a passer by that just spooked him. Though as it turn's out it was indeed the Banshee, that was obvious when I heard a loud, skin crawling, spine tingling wailing coming from the figure that despite being only metres from I could still not make out any detail on. Damn these Banshee's, only the person closest to victim would see her, she would wail and later someone would die that was close to as a relative or friend of the one who saw her face. At this moment in time I had a horrible feeling in my gut as the agent looked to me and Liz with wide eye's obviously scared "She's hidious! Isn't she? What do we do?" this is about when it all went ball's up the Banshee vanished which they usually do but we had no luck finding her again nearby. After about three hour's we gave up and headed back to the B.P.R.D, all tired and slumped against the inside of the truck. As we arrived I saw the agent being led off into the building by a couple of other agent's, obviously trying to console him and faillng. How could they? Someone that agent knew very well was about to die and there was nothing we could do to stop it.

Brooke's Pov
"It's not straight" I heard John thoughtfully comment, I sighed and looked at the picture hung on the wall of my room and nodded in agreement, we had been fiddling with it for the last few minute's and still couldn't get the stupid thing to hang right. Maybe it's the string on the back? We gave up after a while giving into the fact that it wouldn't be perfect and carried on unpacking the second and last box. I carried a couple of book's presciously over to the bookshelf and started organising them with the several already there and making sure they were alphabetical while John finished folding my clothes into a draw. "We really need to get you more clothes Brooke, there aren't many here" he looked at me as he spoke, I flushed lightly knowing that the reason for that was that I never had any money but I suppose he also knew that. I nodded "I know but....how do...I mean....is there .." I honestly didn't know how to finish my thought, if I asked if I get some kind of allowance or pay check for being here it sounded rude but there was no other way to ask something like that casually. Thankfully the man understood my rambled questioning and smiled "The company pay's for it don't worry, part of the keeping you safe scheme I guess, I'll speak to Manning's about it". Relieved I nodded and smiled back "Thank you". I heard the box being folded flat as I turned back to my bookshelf, hearing him speak again "Well that's all of it for now...we can find more bit's to put in here at some point", he walked up beside me and knelt down, looking at my book's "Your a real reader huh?" I nodded "I can't wait to go back to Abe's library when he's back, so many book's in there!" I squealed. John laughed softly "Yes there is and I'm sure he would love to let you borrow them, if only he could get red to read more before he goes off into mission's he might actually learn something" he mumbled as he finished that sentance and I looked warily at him "He does know what he's doing right? He wouldn't just go after these thing's without some knowledge surely?" the man answered with a sigh as he stood "He like's to think he's unstoppable and he relies on Abe to know the answer's but to be honest blue does alway's come through for us" that relaxed me slightly and I was about to ask more when embarrassingly my stomach grumbled. Hearing it quite loudly in the already quiet room John clicked his finger's "Ah of course you must be hungry, let's get you some food ok?" I nodded and stood up as well before being led out the room, down the hall toward's the kitchen's. I hope they have tuna!
John's Pov
Pushing open the door to the kitchen I held it for Brooke to walk in then walked in myself, letting it drift closed behind me. The kitchen was empty all save for one chef, he looked at me with a raised brow and then down at my small charge before he gave an overly understanding look "Ah yes time for food, what do you like?" he directed his question at Brooke first who amusingly flushed and asked for tuna with something. The chef himself chuckled and nodded to himself "Of course, fish for the kitty" this comment only made the girl blush deeper but she didn't reject the statement. The chef rubbed his chin for a moment in thought "Tuna bagel? Tunaaa pasta? Tuna steak?" he waited for her small nod at tuna pasta and grinned "Cheese or no cheese?" he asked her, she smiled "Oh yes cheese please" he nodded smiling lightly "Alright tuna pasta bake it is, John what will it be for you? or are you waiting for you and Hellboy's 'buffet'?" he asked me, I laughed a bit at the name of the many trolley's of food that usually filled me and red's room at meal time's "Yeah I'll have a simple Tuna bagel then please chef" I was hungry myself. The chef nodded and motioned to a table in the center of the kitchen with stool's around it before busying himself with preparing the food we had asked for, I picked out a few bottle's of root beer from the fridge, looking to the cat girl "This ok?", she nodded and I joined her at the table, watching her lift herself onto a stool. She took a sip after thanking me and we sat in silence apart from the sound's of knives against chopping board's, tin's opening and a clatter of plate's and dishes.
I watched Brooke's tail slowly wave around behind her, almost calmly and smiled, I wondered if she had gotten used to that yet. Swigging my root beer I sighed quietly, I also wondered how the other's were doing, I hadn't heard from HB what they were going against but just that I was to stay behind with Brooke. A direct order from Manning's apparantly, not that I minded as I didn't want to leave her by herself anyway so soon after arriving but he has some nerve assuming that she's some kind of a threat if left to her own devices.
Hellboy's Pov
Back inside the bureau I hunted down my lover and finally found him in the kitchen, half way through what smelt like a tuna bagel while the little kitten was nearly done with a single serving portion of a pasta dish. I grabbed John's bottle of root beer and swigged from it, hearing him muffle a sound of annoyance around his bagel as I did. I grinned at him as I set it down "Thank's boy scout", I saw him roll his eye's as he chewed his food and swallowed "Your not welcome....how did it go? What happened?" he asked while sneaking glances over me for any injuries which he would fine none. "Yeah was a Banshee, found her eventually but um...she screamed at an agent, then we lost her....completely." I trailed off and looked to Brooke with interest as she finished her meal "Hey, nice meal?" she nodded and then while fiddling with the label of her root beer she asked "What's a Banshee?". John who has been frowning to himself pushed his plate and half eaten bagel away no longer hungry it seem's and mumbled to himself "The agent....poor guy...." he didn't seem to hear the girl's question but I answered it anyway "A Banshee is like a spirit that scream's at people, when they do that the person will uh...be close to loosing a loved one, so the scream is kinda a warning for you..." I saw John give me a sharp look at my choice of word's, close to loosing a loved one yes, but usually it's because the Banshee scream's at you that you loose them though she didn't need to know the specific's, she's hasn't been here that long no need to scare her forever with the tales of the supernatural foes out there.
John's Pov
I didn't particuarly care for Hellboy's white lie but I understood his reasoning for it, I got up from the stool and took the two plate's away, noticing red had grabbed my leftover bagel and was finishing it off for me I dumped the empty plate's into a sink already full with soapy water for the kitchen porter to wash and opened the door to the kitchen. "Now might be a great time to see the library Brooke if you want" she nodded excitedly and jumped up, nearly bumping into Hellboy as she rushed over to my side making him smile, he followed as well, cleaning his hand's on a couple of napkin's which he deposited in the bin before we stepped out into the hallway. The three of us made our way down to the library in relative silence, the only sound really our loud footstep's in the small space of the corridor. Hellboy headed in first with a loud "What's the skinny blue?! Found this thing yet or not?" he wandered over to the large table where a dozen book's had been left open and Liz was currently scanning their pages, Abe was the other side of the room, stepping down from a ladder that had reached to the top of the ceiling high book shelves cradling a large book with a faded leather cover in one arm "Ah Hellboy, John, Brooke there you all are. No not yet but I'm sure it was one of these" Hellboy snorted and started reading pages himself or shall I say browsing. I smiled at Abe as he stopped in front of us and realised he had already read my mind and I didn't even need to ask him to show the cat girl around "I'll leave you in Abe's hand's then Brooke, I'll go have that chat with Manning and see you later" She nodded at me and smiled in thank's before looking to Abe with widely hopeful eye's, I made a note of how cute that was before I let myself out and headed to Manning's office.
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