The medic had found some human blood stores in a closet in the safe house, and was trying to figure out which blood type to give to Fenson.  He took Sara aside and asked.  "Have you got something I can test blood with?  I need to know that man's type."  He indicated Fenson, who had awoken as he lay out near the back of the main room, alongside the unconscious lieutenant.  His eyes were open and he was glancing about the room.  When Baz and Jania launched into their screaming fest, followed by a pillow fight, a weak smile cracked across Fenson's face.<br/><br/>Halvorson's eyes slid open during the pillow fight.  He nearly doubled over with laughter and shook his head.  "You people are just plain entertaining," he said through a chuckle.  "Any chance I could have me a cigar, too?"  Beside him, O'Toole was in a deeper sleep than most rocks could ever achieve.<br/><br/>Janus and Collins watched the driver figure out what was what in the truck with the help of Heretic and Bane.  When Heretic went inside, they didn't follow, knowing full well that the fox wouldn't pull anything while inside the safe house.  Instead they helped guide the truck backwards into a nearby alley, waving to the driver in his mirrors.  When the truck was safely tucked away and turned off, the drive climbed out and went inside for some coffee.  Janus and Collins remained on watch outside for a time.<br/><br/>When Collins heard the word "food" from inside, though, he immediately whirled and ran into the building, following Heretic to the kitchen.  Inside he found an immense cupboard, a great big pot of tea on the stove, and several coffee pots.  He helped himself to a big mug of the tea and pulled opened the cupboard, his eyes widening at all the food the Slayers had managed to cram inside it.  He saw a box of mice and snatched it, then thought a moment and tested his jaw.  It wasn't stretching.  Which meant the Vore Juice had worn off, so his gag reflex was also back.  He frowned and put the mice back, unwilling to waste a syringe on a little snack.  Then he saw a box of chocolates, stashed near the back of a shelf, and grabbed it.  He brought it into the main room and asked, "This isn't anybody's, is it?" He sipped the tea - an exotic taste for a man raised on water and occasionally bad coffee - and looked around at his new friends.<br/><br/>Janus remained outside, looking from time to time up at Chiro and waving.  He smiled up at the serpent.  He didn't remember much of the fight in the deli, but he did know that Chiro had protected him as Bane took him to safety.  That was a kindness Janus owed both of them.