With the sights and sounds of The French Quarters night life coming alive around them it was hard not to get lost in the swirling sea of sensory overload. From the stress melting tunes, dazzling sights to the sinful scent of Cajun cooking tempting The Hunter to stop and make a sudden turn to quell his own curiousity over what could possibly smell so god damned delicious. It had been quite a while since he'd truly taken in The Quarter like this, half the time was spent with his head down trailing a Target through the crowds. Never taking the time to enjoy the wonder that surrounded him, allow himself to bathe in the nostalgia of the first time he'd ever visited the city in the first place. Yet with her at his side, he felt he could "Let Go", even if it was simply for one night. Just as he'd described during their call, he'd allowed himself to completely forget about their objective, what still lay ahead, where they should go next. Just how the hell he was going to explain his "Friend" was a "Blind" Voodoo Swamp Priestess who lived in literal nowhere. All of these questions could wait to be answered when the pain in his shin went away from his silly question.<br/><br/>Thankfully however, that pain never came. A well deserved Eyeroll would be more than enough, especially as it came with suppressed laughter which made it all worth it in the end, however small it was.<i>"That's pretty fair, don't doubt you would either." </i>He gave a smile as his memories of that night returned, how his literal first sight of her was landing headshots into Shifters left and right, as much as he'd have liked to have taken credit for quote "Saving her Ass" unquote, the more he'd come to be in her company the more it had become obvious she probably could have handled the entire Den by herself regardless of his intervention. Smart, capable, deadly efficient, cool and calm under pressure, highly skilled, Beautiful, Gorgeous, Funny, Kind, Compassionate and so much more. . .Ava was something undeniably unique and he was in no rush to figure out every single other hidden quality. No, he wanted to take his time. Truly<i>know </i>The Woman he held in his arm as they strolled, what drew him so close to her, why in his most private moments alone she was always running through his mind. How a reserved intelligent Beauty from Mandeville and A Loose Cannon Nobody from The Middle of Nowhere could seem so right together.<br/><br/>Wes couldn't help The Laughter brought forth as she indulged in his terrible little joke, he supposed one of these days they truly would have to go back out into those woods and find out for themselves. Compared to putting down shifters, Hunting Wild Swamp Creatures of Legend, and surviving a night in a Cannibal Motel after narrowly escaping a Club full of Vampires. A Pope Hunt might be just the thing they needed to relax.<i>"To be fair, I would have thought the same had I been in your shoes. Much better ways to find out just who The Beautiful Woman putting Bullets into Shifters is than cracking terrible jokes and shit eating grins." </i>Even now, that same grin threatened to come back, genuinely playful now that they had spent a bit more time together, and his "Devil May Care" act fell away. . .well, for the most part. However, as he heard the tone shift in her voice and she began to apologize, he stopped them right there, taking a moment to step them off to the side so they wouldn't end up being trampled by the hordes of tourists whom they walked with.<br/><br/><i>"Hey. . ." </i>he started off, concern shown in his features as he reached forward, catching the hand she had used to brush hair behind her ear and holding it in his own.<i>"Nothing to be sorry for. You ruined nothing. And it certainly wasn't cruel of you. . ." </i>He brought his other hand to join the other as his eyes never left hers, bringing her hand up to his lips and placing a gentle kiss upon the back of it.<i>"That night, I had no idea that my life was about to change. Of course you know that night. . .I was ready to go. I had nothing in my mind worth living for. But that changed the minute I met you, Ava." </i>He gave a small huff, warm smile coming to his face as his eyes glanced about The Quarter, trying to find the words he wanted to say, how he could truly express how grateful he was that he'd met her that night. "<i>I obviously didn't know it that moment but. . .You showed me there was still light in this world. If anything, you saved my life that night. And I can't even begin to pay you back for that." </i>There under the warm glow on Neon Signs and the various decorations of bright white lights that lined the entire quarter like stars in the night, Wes held Ava in his hands, pulling her as close as she could be and letting every single raw emotion he convey with his words flow forward into a single, Fiery passionate Kiss.