<div align="center"><em>Vincent gets picked out of a crowd by Abigail </em></div><hr/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.trueblood-online.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/jason.jpg)</div>At first Vincent didn't think anyone was talking to him, he had no idea where he was but his mind was still focusing on all the signs that blurred from nothing then made sense. Blinking his eyes he heard someone come up from behind, his mind still on the signs that seem to play tricks on him.<br/><strong>"What was that about my ass?"</strong><br/>He glanced back to make sure that he had not sat in anything or had a tear in his pants, looking back at her with a confused look on his face. The sandy haired blond was not the brightest one in the group unless it was about machines, metal sheeting, welding and machinery. He was not even smart enough to get into a trade school, learning to fix cars by the books was not for him. Luckily someone back home saw the potential in him and for the last four years he could fix anything and everything that came his way. With no family to call his own, he had been alone after leaving his foster home at the age of fifteen.<br/><br/>Working on cars, going to car shows and concerts, women and drinking with the older guys had him grow up a little faster then normal but what really was normal? The tattoos on his back and arm were made well before he could legally vote and if it was not for the owner of the shop he would be nothing more than some street rat. His eyes quickly moved down to her inked cleavage that he could only catch a small glimpse of under the camp shirt, the confusion fading from his features as a smile spread across his lips.<br/><strong>"Nice ink...can I see the rest of it?"</strong><br/>He finally looked up at her, taking her in with a whistle.<br/><strong>"I'm glad you found me." </strong><br/><br/>When he realized that she had to be some kind of staff member he answered.<br/><strong>"No, not really some bald cop son of a bitch just brought me here and I gave him the slip, I know I am in New York, that's about it...I"m Vincent, but call me V." </strong>