[Dated to just a few days after this.]

John knows how annoying and occasionally difficult it is to deal with those spirits that Just Won't Leave. Some stick around because they're not ready to accept their own death, some stick around because they feel they have a responsibility to those still living, and some are just pissed off. They're the ones ( Read more... )

Elaine had (yet again) spent the night out of the office, on the streets of the city with the pack of werewolves she began following a month ago.

John never really worried about her. She was smart, she could take care of herself when she wasn't busy drowning in self-pity, and he knew she didn't want to mess this up.

It's good thing she knew that, too ( Read more... )

John Casper, born Jonathan Louis Casper on December 4, 1980 to Louis Casper and Mary Anne Cabot, grew up in a Fairfield, a small city in Ohio. He had no brothers or sisters, only one uncle on his father's side, and grandparents only on his mother's side. His family was tiny and his upbringing was modest. There was never anything extraordinary about ( Read more... )

John's a lot of things, but he's not oblivious.

He's not blind. Some days, he wishes he was - that would make everything so much easier - but he's not.

He knows Elaine has a ridiculous crush on him. He's known it for years.

It's a damn shame that she became a victim, a damn shame that she became a statistic, a name turned into a number, a human turned ( Read more... )