Jason tried to get his head together, pulling out a shard of glass on him arm from knocking down a picture. To be fair, this was the least amount of damage. He heard J.D. try to talk to it. It gave him a sad look, as if it didn't want to do this... Then his rage kicked in again, giving a scream he started for J.D. Jason dove for the flare on the ground. It was a special flare that the protectors made many generations ago, all it had to do was be struck against any dry surface, and it would literally be brighter than the sun for a few seconds, destroying the vampires eye sight. Jason grabbed the flare, and ran it across the floor. 

"J.D.! close your eyes!" Jason yelled before he rolled it in between him and the vampire. The whole house illuminated, and a huge scream came from the beast, falling to the ground in pain, trying to get away from them. Jason jumped on top of him, struggling to keep him down. "He's just hungry..." Jason said to J.D. "I know Ben will want to give this guy some sort of second chance... A lot of property damage, a scared shitless civilian... We'll take him down to the station, and leave him for the Boss to talk to." He gave one last surge of energy, but Jason took out his tomahawk, putting it to his neck. "And we gotta get this guy some sort of blood before he gets a bit too strong for us..." Jason panted, getting up with the help with J.D. watched the vampire.

As they both walked the teenager out, Jason saw the woman standing near her house. She looked tired, terrified, but still attractive... although the three of them probably looked like anything but that. "You got a name?"

"A-alex... Greene.... I d-didn't... I didn't mean to... I was just so hungry.... I didn't mean to..." The teenager said with sincerity... Although Jason wasn't a fan of vampires, he didn't want to kill every single one of them... some of his regulars at the bars are vampires, although they can't really get intoxicated, they like to talk, and to help the town out by spending. He gave a nod. "We're going to have to put you in a holding cell for a while... Until the Sheriff comes in for his shift tomorrow morning... then he'll discuss the penalties. Got it?" Jason asked him quietly as they stepped out of the house, towards the woman.

"We found the culprit... He is all sorts of drunk and high... and felt like he could do a little house looting." Jason said to her, holding the teenager, giving a look at Jase, then back at the woman. "Sheriff Ford is unavailable right now, but He'll be over first thing in the morn--" Jason was cut off by the sight of Benjamin Ford in his signature hat walking over to them. "Evening, Sheriff! I thought you were in bed?" Jason called out to him, giving him a look. 

Ben shrugged. "Its been a long night, there was a loud noise, and my shopping channel is jewelry hour..." Ben said, always finding a way to make a joke. He looked at the house, then at the four of them. "This teenager burst through her house, drunk, high, and was looking for some... valuables..." Jason said to him. Ben nodded. "I'm so sorry, Miss Valentine..." Ben said. He knew everyone int he small town, he made sure that people felt comfortable going to him for help, and as a friendly face. "Is there a place you can stay for the night until we can fix up your window?" He asked her.

"The bar has some open rooms for travelers... They aren't the best to be honest, but they're safe, warm, and come with complimentary breakfast..." Jason said with a small smile.