Jorden looked nervous for the first time since they had walked in, since he knew the master vampire would not care if one of the lower vampires died a very painful, slow death. He had suspected that the master would react in that manner, but had not been prepared for it to choose Bailey. He was determined to make this work, especially since the vampires had just raised the stakes.
"I think you have forgotten that I have the high card, here," Jorden fingered the vial, studying it, while also keeping an eye on the vampire that was holding Bailey. "If I drop this vial, this entire place will fill with gas. It will not effect us, as humans, but you…I'm not so sure." He was careful to not let the vampires, or Alex, for that matter, see how shaken he really was. This was where the situation could go in their favor, or completely into the vampire's. If the creature killed Bailey, it would die, either from the blood or Alex's hand. If that happened, the agents would fight, and most likely lose.
The master glanced at Bailey, ignoring Jorden and clearly pissed off. "Young speedster, what do you think of this situation? It seems they have two agents on jeopardy, and you are one of them."
Bailey glared at him, but was unable to hide the panic on his face. "I…I think your friend here can rot in hell, after he drinks my blood. We are not leaving, and I would suggest listening to Jorden."
The master frowned, unsatisfied by the response. He turned away from Bailey, glaring back at Jorden. "Your friend has balls, especially since he is one of the victims, now. So, what were you saying earlier about blood and poison?"
Jorden glanced at Alex, who was unsure of what to do. "I think you will bring Agent Benson in here, and trade he and Bailey for all of your lives. You will leave, and never come back to New York."
The master regarded him carefully. "How do I know you will keep your word, and not drop it, anyway?"
Jorden glanced at Bailey, then the vampire. "I always keep my word. If I intend to do something, I stick to it."
The master glanced at the vial again, then nodded. "Fine, but you understand why we had to play dirty. Payback's a bitch."
Jorden shrugged. "Sure, it is. Now, you will complete our deal, and hand over Benson. We will leave with him and the vial, and you will not stay in New York. If you stay, I will drop this vial after you leave here, and that will be the end of all the vampires here."
"Fine, you win," the master motioned to one of the vampires. "Bring in the prisoner. We'll see how happy he is to see his friends," he turned to the agents. "After you have been bitten, you do not view things the same. He may still be human, but his mind set has changed." He looked at Kyle, who looked unsure now.
The vampires brought Agent Benson in, and shoved him over to the others. Kyle caught the wild-eyed agent, stabbing him with a needle. When Randy began to fall, Kyle picked him up. He was staying alert, just in case the infected agent decided to attack him.
"As promised, we will leave, but you must destroy that vial without smashing it," the vampire glared at Jorden. "Leave now, before I change my mind."
"You don't have to tell us twice, but you had better let go of Bailey," Alex glared at the vampire. "We held up our end."
"Oh, sure," the master glanced at the other vampire, who pushed Bailey toward them. Alex caught him, pulling him close again. He noticed that his lover was very tightly wound with nervous energy.
"Let's leave, before they do change their evil minds," Mike glared at the master, spitting on the floor at his feet.
The vampires all escorted them out, gathering their things as they went. The master glanced at Jorden, who was still holding the vial, then disappeared in the night.
The all walked back to the vehicles quietly. There was not much to say.