Elizabeth smiled softly as she started the car. It was clear that the witch had to much to deal with in just one day. So maybe if she kept busy with helping to set up the diner she might feel a bit better.<br/><br/>"Well I'll tell you one thing, you have the full support of every werewolf here, that includes Micky. He might not like to say anything, but I know deep down he is a good boy who just had to grow up to quickly with to little help as what todo. I mean with the death of his father at such a young age and then I still had run the pack and go to work... I kinda feel like I let him down, I was meant to be there to show him through all the pain in his life. But instead he had to find someone else todo that for him. Which I am grateful that Ashley did it. Even if he did miss a lot of his school todo it.." She sighed softly, it seemed this week had made her more emotional then she thought.<br/><br/>-----------<br/><br/>Mickys heart stopped when he saw the lighter, he knew it was all over for him as soon as the vampire put his thumb to the lighter. But it seemed the gods did not destine him to die that day, or at least he had a rather large stroke of luck. As the lighter did not light, which made Micky sigh in relief. Before he remembered that the man still had the lighter. So Micky did the only thing he could think of, he put the mans hand in his mouth and bit down hard.<br/><br/>There a crushing sound as Micky broke through Vince's bones and muscles. Shaking his mouth from side to side till the hand came off at the wrist. Micky then spat the hand out of his mouth.<br/><br/>"Oh god, what the fuck is that taste?? God you things are worse then garbage." He said, before he gave the man another hard punch to the head.  This punch had every last announce of power Micky had behind it.