Billy danced with the music as well as he could. It was not his particular choice of music but it was good enough. He kept his eyes on Kate as he danced. She was with Cryptangel and they were doing something, from what he could tell. They were still rocking with the music but there was something in one of their hands. In the constant rocking of bodies between the two of them it was hard to see her. And then he saw the bottle in Cryptangel's hands as she poured some of its content down Kate's throat. Billy was wondering how much more he could learn about her. The longer he stayed here the more he learned.<br/><br/>After they were done with the bottle, Billy looked away for the moment as someone brushed passed him. When he looked back at Kate and Cryptangel, they were kissing. Any man's fantasy was to see exactly what Billy had seen at that moment. Two girls kissing the way Kate and Cryptangel were, had to have some passion behind that. But considering how Kate acted it could just be her teasing all of those around her. And the look on her face after the kiss did not help him figure it out either way. It was a look of desire. Something turned inside of Billy, as he saw her like that. Another person came between his view of them. All he saw was Kate swallow something, followed by another kiss from her friend. Then she started to move, he knew where she was going.<br/><br/>The search for Jeffrey had begun. This time though, he was just going to watch what was going on. He had to accept that she knew what she was doing. He doubted it still but there was no other image of her to fall back on anymore. She was Kate. He followed her while his own eyes searched for Jeffrey. Billy found her just as Jeffrey pulled her close. A heat was rising inside of Billy, he wanted to believe it was rage at the man who had possession of his niece. And Jeffrey kissed her so gently this time, Billy wondered how a man who could be so cruel could be so gentle now. After watching them for a few moments, he saw that Kate parted from him and was heading away. There was something a bit different about Kate now. he could not tell what for the moment. He just watched her.<br/><br/>Billy picked up the pace as she neared the stairs and he was still on the dance floor. He was quickly catching up and was on the stairs just as she was. And then she stopped for a second and Billy stopped as well, he was preparing in his mind ways to catch her if she fell. And then she progressed forth so Billy did too. That was until he got a slight tap on his shoulder. And there standing behind him was the man he believed he felt rage for. But when he looked at the man, the feeling that had been rising up in him seemed to dissipate a little.<br/><br/>"I am William Holt, but if you excuse me I have to..." He turned away from the man for a second to see where Kate had gone. She was out of sight. He looked back down at Jeffrey. Billy refused to give him the name that he went by, Jeffrey did not have that right to call him by his casual name. Jeffrey told him not to worry but that was exactly what he was doing before he caught himself worrying. Kate was doing what she wanted so it was better if he left her go.<br/><br/>"I might as well...it is not like she wants me to follow her anyway." Billy said as he followed Jeffrey. He had to give Kate some credit, she sure knew how to pick 'em. Or was it the other way round and Jeff had chosen her? Whatever the case was, Jeffrey was a standing model of a man. Billy was nowhere near half the man Jeffrey was. Billy was not that ambitious, he was not that muscular, he was not that rich, and to top it all off he was not as attractive as Jeffrey. Jeffrey beat him on all points, except one. He knew Kate longer. Billy had known her before all of her pain had taken away her innocence and turned her into what she currently was. Yet as Billy thought about it he did not even beat Jeffrey on this point. Jeffrey knew the current her. And that was all that mattered. So it was true, Jeffrey had won the war before it had even begun. No cannons had to be fired, no blood had to be shed, and Jeffrey was the clear winner.<br/><br/>Billy kept walking behind Jeffrey with his gaze stuck on the floor. He checked his watch. How long had it been since they got there? It had been an hour maybe two. Billy could not exactly remember what time they arrived.<br/><br/>"When did you meet Angel?" Billy asked, his current focus on time made him want to know how much time Jeffrey had over him. Billy suddenly wanted a drink, he needed to stop thinking. It would help to relieve all of these conflicted feeling that kept pulling at him...