Zeke looked and suddenly brightened up. "Of course I am happy to see you. I'm sorry, I just had something on my mind." He had a cookie and some milk with her. Listening to her stories of camp. He enjoyed playing with her and listening to the stories. His dog must have sensed his thoughts cause the hellhound moved next to Zeke and laid his head in the demon's lap. He smiled brightly and said "Why don't we watch a movie before you get to..." He could sense her mother going toward the door and said "Your mom is coming to check on you." He brought her home and laid her on the bed, melting into the shadows.<br/><br/>He sighed a quiet sigh as he watched her mother tuck her in and read her a story till she fell asleep. Sadie was nine, she was becoming an adult so fast. Adults couldn't see demons, kids that had angel or demon friends growing up simply forgot about them, writing them off as figments of imagination. He decided to go somewhere, the one neutral bar. A place where demons and angels could listen to stories. They had a board. It had pictures of everyone's child. There people would tell stories. The bar was by no means safe, demon and angel relations were the worst that they have been in centuries. But Zeke finally saw who he was meeting. Sitting at the table he smiled some. "Hello Gabriel."<br/><br/>They talked for a little while. Gabriel listened to Zeke and smiled some. His brother seemed repentant about things that had been said the last time they had gotten together like this. It meant that he was learning. "I am glad your doing well Ezekiel." The two quickly went separate ways, Zeke had work to do. Tonight he collected a soul, this one was something he wanted to do personally. The idiot had sold his soul to get off on some charges. He was way too close to his Sadie. The man never stood a chance against Zeke and his hellhound. Zeke went home and took a large bath, bringing in his hellhound so that they could both wash the scent of blood of their bodies.<br/><br/>His dog gave a small whimper and Zeke nodded "I know, she is nine. She is getting up there, soon she will forget the two of us and go on with her life. I will only see her again if she makes a contract for her soul." He closed his eyes, letting his black wings flare as he absently scratched the lower jaw of his dog.