A Broken Woman

Loud….

Gold fought the urge to walk out of the club and go home to sleep.

"This sucks"

Pedro sighed as he watched the bustling activities, people lined up at the bar most of them a drunken mess but majority were on the dance floor, some dancing but some others doing something entirely different.

"I can't believe he pulled the 'I took you all in when you were lost' card" Pedro laments reminding Gold of what Cullen said to them both when they refused the mission.

"I really need a week's worth of sleep"

Gold sighs as he makes his way to the bar his siblings following behind him. They all order drinks except for him, he didn't feel comfortable drinking in such a public place, he couldn't…

"Have a drink, loosen up Gold"

Clara says as she passes him a glass of scotch. Her strawberry blonde hair almost completely covering her eyes but he could see her raised brow in challenge.

Gold stares at the drink in his hand and shrugs. Maybe just a sip, that won't get him drunk.

Jenner patted his shoulder, a teasing smile on her lips

"Our brother here is just upset about not being able to find a girl and…."

"Don't finish that sentence Jenner, thanks"

Gold shakes his head and tries to hide his smile. His sister always assumes that anytime he's quiet or has a long face it is because of his self imposed celibacy.

"Face it, Jenner's right. You need to get really laid" Pedro laughs like he has just said a great word of wisdom. Gold rolls his eyes, downs his drink in one gulp and drops the glass on the bar table harder than necessary.

"Aren't we supposed to be doing something in this club"

Gold gets down from the bar stool and rolls up his sleeves.

"If the Irene is being kept here it means that this place must be crawling with both high and low profiled supernaturals, so…"

He unbuttons the first three buttons of his dress shirt and wave to his siblings. "We need get information as discreet as possible and don't let them know your…."

"Identities" Clara says with and exasperated sigh "We get it daaaad" she teases making both Jenner and Pedro laugh hysterically.

"Very funny…" Gold rolls his eyes "Keep your eyes and ears open. I'm leaving you guys now, try not to set the building on fire"

Pedro scoffs, giving Gold the finger. They all split up in search of any vital information that could tell them where the weapon of Balim is being kept.

VIP….

Gold contemplates. If it is something as important as the Irene, Damien would most definitely keep it in a place that wasn't accessible to others. Gold stars at the VIP sign and the two burly men standing in front of the door, they were both werewolves but he could take both of them down easily if he wanted to.

But that would blow his cover, he needed to come up with a plan.

He grabs a drink from a passing waiter's tray and makes his way towards the door. As expected both men stopped him from entering, giving him a searing glare.

"VIPs only, turn around and walk" the one with the shiny head said as he put his hand roughly on Gold's shoulder. Gold stares at the man's fingers on his shoulders and he clenched his fist around the glass he was so holding so hard he heard a crack. That brought him out of his violent thoughts of what he had already done to the bouncer touching him.

"No problem man…"He slurred his words and took a gulp of his drink. "Just wanted to check if my wife was here…ha-ha"

Gold stumbled as he took a few steps away from the door…he had run out of options, maybe he would…

"He's with me Vince"

She had long dark curls, those were the first thing he noticed about her. The red and blue lights added a type of glow to her brown skin making her look like she was a professional seductress. Red lips, brown eyes…she might be a succubus. Gold brows furrowed.

He didn't know this woman, his eyes narrowed in suspicion but he chose to go along with it.

"Yes…yes, I'm with her" The bouncers gave way for him immediately and he followed behind the woman. She wore a black t-shirt and blue jeans…not something you'd see someone wearing in a club as big as this.

She had a nice figure and also a nice a-

"Are you staring at my ass?" there was humor in her voice, Gold chuckled.

"It is the only thing in view right now" his eyes scanned the room, it was big and as expected filled with powerful looking men and women and then the male and female servers were all scantily dressed and most of them without clothes.

From the various scents he was getting, the place was crawling with supernaturals, the stronger ones. One wrong move and he could be killed in this room. Gold masks his scent and tries to blend in.

"Have you seen your wife yet?"

"Huh?" Gold turns to the woman in confusion.

"Your wife, I thought you said you were searching for her" She asks with a teasing smile directed at him, she had seen through his lies but yet she still helped him get in….why?

"Yeah, about that" Gold laughs awkwardly "I've never been married"

She smiles triumphantly, showing that she already knew but he also saw a hint of relief in her eyes with made his thoughts go wild.

She leads him to a secluded area where there wasn't much people around. There was a bright red couch in the corner and a self serving bar right next to it. She walks to the bar, fills two glasses with ice and whiskey and then setting it down on the table opposite the couch.

Gold watches every of her movements with a keen eye, she made him curious. She managed to look graceful in a t-shirt and jeans.

She sits on the couch and pats the position next to her. He didn't hesitate, he sat next to her quietly with a drunken smile on his face. He wasn't sure what she knew and he wasn't going to take any chances.

"So what is a man like you doing here at The Clover?" She hands him the second drink and gives him a seductive smile and he was not as immune to it as he looked.

"I was in town, just wanted to check it out. How about you?" He takes a sip, his eyes never leaving hers. "You must be quite powerful to be able to enter the VIP with such ease"

What made him more curious about her was the scent she had.

Human…

Which also meant that she was the only human in here, just who was she?

"To be honest, the owner of the club is my boss but no, I'm not a supernatural like the rest" she sighs as she sniffs her drink then sets it down on the table looking like she had lost interest in it.

"So you are not a clueless human…" Gold became more alert knowing that she knows about his world.

"I honestly just love to come here in hopes that I will find men as handsome as you to take home with me"

"I find that hard to believe, do you know why I'm here?" Gold asks, if she lies he would know right away then he would be sure which next step to take.

"How would I know?" she laughs and sniffs her drink again. "I'm here to celebrate and probably get great sex at the end of tonight"

She doesn't know…

"Do you know where the Irene is being kept?"

"Who's Irene?"

She really wasn't lying…

She put her hand on his chest and the slide it down his thigh slowly, her hand dangerously close to his zipper. Gold takes in a sharp, shaky breath as he tries to quell the urges he was getting from her close proximity.

"To be honest, I don't give a fuck about any supernatural business, I'm just here because I can and I'm doing this because…I can" She draws closer and buried her face in the crook of his neck.

"You smell nice…" her warm breath fanning the small hairs at the back of his neck. Gold unconsciously wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her closer, a strained groan leaving his lips as her feels her chest against his.

She gives his neck a feather like kiss and pulls away to look into his eyes.

Her brown eyes reminded him of so much he wanted to forget but yet he couldn't stop staring into them because in those same eyes he saw sadness…he saw the eyes of a broken woman and that was Gold's greatest weakness.

"You wanna get out of here?" she asks, he replies by taking her bottom lip into his mouth and biting lightly. She let's out a little moan that makes him realize just how uncomfortable his jeans have become.

"Where do you have in mind?"