It had been fun having some time off, but Sam was having to go back to work. Not that he minded too much, it was a good job, with good money and really at least he couldn't say it was boring working in a bar that catered to all sorts, humans and demons alike, a fitting place for a Cylon really.
He was grabbing a short cut from Mirta's apartment through the parking lot when he heard the sounds of a fight. Breaking into a light jog he rounded a corner to see some guy squaring off with a snarling vampire.
Sam Anders was not the greatest fighter in the world, but he could hold his own. Side effect of fighting Cylons for years. So since being in LA and especially since working in the Lux he'd developed a habit of carrying stakes and holywater everywhere. It seemed that this guy hadn't gotten into the same habits yet.
Sam grabbed a stake from his belt before calling out.
"Hey."
The vampire turned to look at him, his concentration on the other guy broken as Sam threw the stake to the presumed human.