He popped his head in the door looking around what he guessed was a breakroom. “Oi shorty you in here?” He didn't get an answer so he stepped into the room. “Levy?” She looked up from her hiding spot at the sound of his voice calling her name. He caught movement to the left of him and walked over. The small woman was sitting on the floor, almost hidden from view by a large cupboard. She was sandwiched between it and a wall, legs curled up to her chest. “Hey you ok?” he bent down to look at her, reaching out a hand to her. She shook her head at the question, letting more tears slip down her face.  “He won't be back here again, come on I’ll get you home ok?” His normally scowling face was relaxed, though slightly worried, his voice was soft and gentle. She took his hand and he pulled her up to stand, hugging her to his chest. “T-thanks” she whispered against his chest. “Anytime, come on I’ll drive you home.” She stepped back from him, “You just had a Cana exclusive there is no way I’m letting you drive me home.” He raised an eyebrow at her, it was probably a good idea not to drive. “I only live a few blocks from here, I’ll be ok to walk, you go back and have fun.” She grabbed her purse from a cabinet and went to open the door. “Ain't no way yer walking home alone at 2 in the morning” He followed her out of the club down the ally way. It was a short walk just as she told him, taking only ten minutes to reach her apartment building. “Thanks for walking me home Gajeel and for earlier. He usually leaves me alone but I guess he had a little more tonight than usual.” Gajeel rubbed the back of his head. “shouldn't make excuses for guys like that, no one has the right to touch you unless you say so shorty” She smiled up at him. He could tell it was more forced than her usually bubbly smiles, the light it gave off did not reach her eyes. “I’ve had worse than Tom, I can handle that dumb drunk most the time, I’m just having a bad day and he got to me” He ruffled her hair, “Well try to have a better day today, ya better be back to yer bubbly self tomorrow when I see you at work, can’t have a good time if my favorite bartender is in a bad mood” he winked at her, rewarding him with the bright smile he hadn’t seen all night. “You got it” she reached out and placed her dainty hand on his arm. “Thanks again for everything, good night Gajeel” she turned to walk in to the lobby of the building. “Night Levy” he waved as he walked back towards the bar.