Jason saw in the back Jase had followed him, he hoped he wouldn't need the backup, but it comforted him a bit to see him having his back. He gave a nod to him as he read his signals, then turned to see the woman, clearly frightened at what just occurred, but Jason couldn't help but see that she was rather attractive. As she spoke she trembled, he couldn't blame her, but after doing this for so long, and living at a bar where a ton of scary things happened, he seemed to be calmer than he should. He gently put a hand on her shoulder for reassurance. "Everything will be alright, Miss." Jason said very quietly. "A mountain lion came in earlier tonight and raided the grocery store, he might have had a friend... Just stay as quiet as you can, and slip out and wait outside near my car while my friend and i check this place out..." Jason said in the same quiet tone, but tried his best to sound calm, and assuring. 

He pulled out his tomahawk, and in the other hand held a flare just in case. He quietly made it in to the room that Jase was in, giving him a nod in the direction of the door on the other side of the room. It was nerve raking, being completely quiet, not knowing who or what is is waiting for you. Jason walked through the doorway, but it was too late. In a flash of an eye Jason was thrown in to a wall, hitting his head, and losing the flare on the ground. Surprisingly he still had his weapon. In the hall was the body of a teenager in a black hoodie, jeans, and converse. His eyes were black, his nails and teeth long, he looked shaken up... as if he couldn't help but do this. Jason read that when their crave of blood was so strong, even the most tame break. "Jase!" Jason called out, quickly getting up in to the stance Ben and his father taught him years ago. He needed to get to that flare, close quarter combat with a vampire usually meant death for the protector.