Warnings: Au, takes place 5 years after 2011 Fright Night and possible Romance, but definitely Horror!

Summary:

Jerry manages to survive the encounters of the 2011 Fright Night but he's back and… some what subdued? Thinking he's going to be a little more low-key this time and not almost die again, he moves to Colorado to start fresh.

Nicole is a college student living in Colorado and getting ready to take on the world. She lives with her parents and enjoys a small town, suburban life living near Denver. Sadly, after her friend passes away due to cancer and her parents (her next-door neighbors) move away, a new, mysterious, hot, and overall sexy man moves in next door. Tall frame, well built, dark hair and eyes… wait, he sounds all too familiar. When he introduces himself as 'Jerry, Jerry Dandridge', she begins to piece things together and now she can't wait until her cousin, Charley Brewster, and his friend, Peter Vincent come Friday. The only question is: can she make it until then living next door to a vampire?

A/N: Summary above says it all along with the Warnings.

Disclaimer: I own my OC characters but nothing else

Chapter One

Nicole woke up just like any other day. It was summer and she was off from college, taking a break for a bit. She felt as if she just had to get away for a bit- enjoy and spend time with her family. She would soon be getting my degree in Vetinary medicine soon and wanted to spend time with her family before plunging into her work and hopefully starting her own business. With a bit of a sigh, She forced herself out of her comfortable bed and quickly took her morning shower before getting dressed, ready for the day ahead of her. Grabbing her IPod, Cell, book, and a towel, she headed downstairs and outside.

Once outside, She spread out the towel before flopping down and putting in one ear bud. She then proceeded to read her book for a while. It was one of those Sherlock Holmes volume collection books and she was able to read some of her favorite mysteries, staring her favorite fictional character: Sherlock Holmes himself. Smirking slightly, she was soon lost in the story as the sun beat down on her back. It was only when her cell started to ring that she tore her eyes from the book, noticing it was nearly noon at this point. She sighed and rolled over, picking up her phone. Charlotte was what the phone read and, smiling, she quickly picked up the phone.

"Hello. Charlotte, is that you?" She asked, smirking into the phone.

"Nikki, how many times have I asked you not to call me that?" came the indignant voice of her cousin, growling slightly. She laughed into the phone, grinning despite the fact of him not being able to see it.

"Sorry Charley- what's up?" she asked as she rolled back over, staring around her. Mr. Johnson across the street was working on his truck and Mrs. Kline, a couple of houses away, was tending to her garden. She glanced to her left and her breath hitched slightly. She was staring at the house that used to belong to her best friend and neighbor, Lizzie Taylor. They'd been friends since childhood and she'd been battling cancer for a while now but she only just passed away last month. She was still taking the loss hard but she sighed at the sold sign. It had been there for two days and, besides the u-haul truck, she had yet to see the new neighbor. A closer look at the windows revealed that they were tinted… or spray painted black, whichever. She frowned, wondering about her neighbor when her cousin's voice cut into her train of thought.

"Well, remember when you were asking when I'd visit again?" He asked and she could hear the self satisfied smirk in her face. Rolling, she pulled on her shades and rolled onto her back so she was facing the sun.

"Yeah?"

"Well, mom said we're coming to visit this week! Mum's already cleared it with your Mum…" he started but was cut off by her laughing.

"Come on, Charley- you're starting to sound like Peter now!" She said in protest and she could practically see his eye roll through the phone.

"Well, we have been friends ever since the… incident I told you about," he muttered. The mood immediately sobered. Nicole knew he was talking about the incident with their neighbor they'd had. He had been a psychopath and, worst of all, to top it off, he was a Vampire! Nicole had been skeptical at first and scoffed at the idea, but after much convincing and photographic proof of the creepy stuff they'd found in his house, she'd been forced to believe them. Hell, even Amy (Charley's ex-girlfriend) had gone along with it!

"I… well, yeah. You know, what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger!" She said, trying to cheer her cousin up. They were related on her mum's side, their mother's being sisters. Of course, it seemed to be a trend in the family in which their fathers or spouse walked out on them. Just like Charley's dad had walked out on him and his mum, Nicole's dad had done the same to them. Of course, it was for the better since her father was a right bastard and a drunk. In fact, she had despised having to go see him ever other weekend but thankfully, now that she was of age, she hadn't had to see him in five years! She could hear her cousin give a weary laugh and she thought of his girlfriend. That bitch, Amy, had walked out on him the minute there was a chance, not liking the path they'd been choosing. Ever since their neighbor got away, Charley and Peter had been focused on Vampire Slaying and trying to find that bastard.

"Yes, well, enough of that! We- Peter and I- are coming to visit Friday and we'll be staying for a week!" Charley said excitedly and she could hear the grin in his voice. She smiled too, despite herself, and felt the heavy mood lift.

"That sounds great, Charley! Sucks that it's only Tuesday- I'm already wishing it was Friday!" She said and they shared a laugh.

"Alright. Well, I just wanted to share the news but I must be off- I have to go pack and Peter's coming over in an hour. I'll call you later, alright?" he asked and she couldn't help but laugh.

"Alright, alright. Will you call me after dinner?" She asked, knowing that he was an hour behind her, the difference between time zones accounted for, and she knew that he wouldn't be calling her until around seven thirty or eight since his family normally didn't eat until six or six thirty (his family consisting of him, his mum- Aunt Jane, occasionally his college friends, and Peter every Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Sunday).

"Absolutely. Peter'll even be around so you'll get to talk to him too." Nicole smiled and shook her head at Charley. Charley's friend, Peter Vincent- yes, the Peter Vincent (though he's cancelled most of his shows at this point, saying he doesn't want that life any more)- was thirty at this point and he, along with Charley and Amy, fought Charley's neighbor, rescuing Amy from his neighbor's clutches and made it out with their lives, sadly not killing the neighbor. They'd been close friends ever since then and, for the past five years, he'd come out here with Charley to visit them- practically a part of the family after she heard about what happened to his own parents when he was younger.

"Okay, I'll see you later Charlotte," Nicole said, adding the emphasis on the name just to annoy him.

"Whatever, Speller," he said, emphasis also on the name. Nicole flushed despite talking to him over the phone and, after glancing around, growled at him.

"That happened once! Will you please let it go?"

"Never gonna happen," Charley said as he hung up the phone. Nicole sighed in frustration before laughing and shaking her head at her cousin's antics. Thankfully, despite everything he'd gone through- especially to fight that vampire for Amy- he wasn't broken, and that bitch hadn't fucked up his heart too badly. With a sigh, Nicole sat back and continued listening to her IPod and reading her Sherlock Holmes book.

It was nearly dark when her mother finally came home from work. Nicole was still sitting out on the lawn and her mother shook her head, getting out of her car. With a sigh, she walked over across the lawn to her daughter, shaking her lightly.

"Come on, Nicole. It's your night to make dinner," she said and Nicole sat up, groaning slightly. With a sigh, she stood and collected her things, following her mother into the house.

"Be right back," Nicole said quickly before dashing up the stairs to put her things away. When she came back down, it was to find that her mom had gone outside- probably to tend to the garden or other yard work. She quickly set about making the spaghetti and meatballs. Everything was prepped within minutes as she set about boiling the water and making the meatballs.

Within minutes the spaghetti was boiling on the stove and the meatballs in the oven. She set the timer on her phone before walking outside to help her mom possibly tend to the gardens and such. She stopped short when she walked out the front door and couldn't help but stare at the left edge of their property line. There stood her mom talking with a stranger- Nicole could only assume he was the new neighbor- who was working on the yard. She stared at the dumpster in his driveway as he tossed another couple of cement rocks form the wheel barrow in. There was only one thing Nicole could think: he was hot.

If this was her new neighbor, she was glad for the piece of eye candy. He was ripped- that was for sure- and was fairly tall- taller than her at least and she wasn't short. He had dark hair and dark eyes and she couldn't help but stare for a moment. She then proceeded to blink and shake her head to clear her mind. He was her new neighbor- a guy probably in his thirties. He was far too old for her, even if she was twenty three, and she was not going to go 'panting' after him. As she neared the two, she noticed two things: firstly, her mom was flirting, something she hadn't done since her father had left and secondly, the neighbor didn't have a ring on his finger and appeared to be single. That being said, only two things could be inferred: either he was a major player and thus dangerous waters or a psychotic serial killer... the former seemed much more believable.

"Ah, Jerry, this is my daughter Nicole," her mother, Ms. Weaver, said as she motioned for Nicole to join them. Confidently, and thinking about various Trig and Geometry questions (to keep her hormones at bay), Nicole walked over to them, masking her emotions. After all, it wouldn't do too well to be an open book to strangers. She smiled at the mysterious man as she neared him; he seemed friendly enough.

"Hello Nicole," Jerry said, smiling at her though it seemed more of a smirk. Nicole ignored the smirk and took his offered hand. "I'm Jerry, Jerry Dandridge," Jerry continued before frowning slightly. Nicole kept repeating mathematical questions and equations, ensuring that her hormones were at bay. In fact, she didn't think her heartbeat picked up at all which was a miracle. It wouldn't do too well to seem flustered in front of this man or inarticulate.

"Pleasure to meet you, Jerry. I can only assume you are the new neighbor everyone has been dying to meet," Nicole replied giving him a warm smile. It wouldn't do to well to make the new neighbor feel unwelcome, now would it? Something she said must've been funny to him as he laughed slightly, shaking his head.

"Yes, it is a pleasure to meet you," he said with a slight bow of his head.

"So… what are you working on, Jerry?" Nicole asked, her eyes roaming the dumpster.

"Foundation problems- I had to rip up the whole basement."

"Yes, these old houses tend to have those problems a lot," Nicole's mom said her voice still a little flirtatious. Nicole couldn't help but roll her eyes at this.

"Well, you seem handy- where do you work, Jerry?" Nicole asked, trying to gauge the man. After all, if her mom was interested in him, she had to approve first.

"Night construction for Billard's- it's down the road," Jerry replied, his chin nodding towards the left and Nicole nodded.

"Right, well, dinner's on but I'm going to go upstairs and study. After all, term will be starting up again soon. Oh and by the way, why didn't you tell me Charlotte and Fangs were coming?" Nicole asked, referencing the nicknames for Charley and Peter. Peter's nickname was Fangs since he now hunted vampires in his off time… or did for the city of Vegas and surrounding areas. Surprisingly or actually, not surprisingly, Vegas did attract a lot of vampires.

"I thought it would be a surprise… plus I figured they would want to tell you," her mother said before turning away to start talking to Jerry again. Nicole became uncomfortably aware that Jerry was still staring at her but she shook her head, thinking more mathematical equations. Stop thinking like that… he isn't staring at you, silly, she thought to herself as she turned away and started to walk back to the house.

"Nice meeting you, Jerry," she called as she turned around to face him, now walking backwards. The two turned to her and she could see Jerry's eyes roaming her body… not directed at her face like she would have wanted. "And welcome to the neighborhood," she added as she walked back inside.

Once inside, she shut the door and shook her head, finally allowing her emotions to overcome her. He seemed friendly enough and nice but what was up with the staring? He was a nice man but she couldn't help to feel that there was something… off about him. He seemed to just be one of those odd guys… maybe socially awkward. Yeah, that's it- socially awkward, she thought to herself as she walked into the kitchen. With a quick look to see how the meatballs and spaghetti were doing, Nicole left the kitchen and dashed upstairs to lie on her bed, thinking things over. The new neighbor… well, she couldn't deny he wasn't hot. As long as he was safe, she couldn't see anything wrong with appreciating his body. After all, he was one sexy, dark, mysterious, and hot piece of eye candy. His muscles after all…

She was cut off from her train of thought by a loud ringing from her bedside. With a roll of her eyes, she rolled over onto her stomach and picked up her cell, glancing at the caller ID. Charlotte. With a slight grin, she pulled the phone to her ear as she hit the talk button.

"Hello Charlotte," she said and she could hear the sound of someone laughing in the background… it must be Peter.

"Oh shut up, Peter," said Charley's voice and she could hear a dull thud signaling that Peter was indeed hit with something.

"Oi you prick! She's the one 'ho said it, not me!" Peter exclaimed and Nicole couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, okay guys. So, what's up?" she asked and she could hear the sounds of a scuffle and an 'ow!'.

"'Ello Flower," Peter said with his heavy British accent and Nicole shook her head.

"Hey Fangs. Anything interesting happen lately?" she asked, referencing the vampire front of Vegas.

"Not really- I think I've scared 'em all off!" Peter said proudly and Nicole couldn't help but shake her head.

"Right, keep telling yourself that."

"Oh shut up," he muttered and she smiled as he perked up. "So, anything of interest happening o'er there, love?" he asked and Nicole shook her head, looking up at the ceiling in a silent prayer. She seriously wondered if Peter was drunk right now.

"Kind of, I have a new neighbor- where are you guys?" she asked, changing the subject. She really didn't want to get into the new neighbor because Peter and Charley would immediately know that she felt a bit of an attraction to him.

"Eh, I'm helping the dumbass pack," Charley said as he yanked the phone away from Peter.

"Hey!" Peter shouted from the background and there was a scuffle.
"Would you two pin heads stop it and just put the phone on speaker?" Nicole asked as she rolled her eyes again.

"Oh, that's a good idea," Charley mumbled and seconds later, the phone was on speaker so they could both hear. Nicole could distinctly hear dull thuds which almost sounded as if Peter was packing… he probably was.

"So, what's this 'bout a new neighbor, love?" Peter asked and Nicole closed her eyes, silently cursing.

"Well, he just moved in next door into the Taylor's old place since Lizzie… well, you know," Nicole muttered and she could tell from the lack of noise that Peter and Charley had immediately paused in their fighting. "Anyways, he's quite the piece of eye candy and is hot," Nicole replied. "He's ripped and tall, very tall- a girl's dream. His body is amazing and I'm sure there's a six pack under that tank top of his," she added and could hear noises of disgust coming from the boys.

"Oh, gross Nicole! Keep it to yourself- we're not gay so we don't want to know this!" Charley shouted and Nicole rolled her eyes.

"As I was saying, he's sexy and hot yet very mysterious. He's got dark hair and these really dark eyes. I just met him like five minutes ago…"

"Wait- dark hair and eyes?" Charley asked, concern and worry evident in his voice.

"Uh yeah-"

"You just met him now? Is it dark?" He asked quickly, his voice more panicked.

"Yeah… anyways, he was really quite something and apparently he does night construction for Billard's. He was also ripping out his basement- foundation..." Nicole tried to continue but Peter cut her off.

"Foundation problems? Night construction? Love, do you remember the man's name?" Peter asked, his voice filled with panic.

"Yeah, of course. His name's Jerry, Jerry Dandridge." They gasped loudly in response before talking quickly and at the same time.

"Whatever you do-"

"Don't invite him in!"

"Find a cross-"

"-Use garlic!"

"Get a stake-" Nicole shook her head, trying to catch up with the guys' rants. She finally had had enough.

"Guys!" She yelled, causing them to stop immediately. "What are you going on about?"

"Okay, Nicole, remember my problem with my neighbor?" Charley asked, his voice panicked yet trying to remain calm.

"Yeah- the vampire. What about it?"

"Your new neighbor, Jerry, was that neighbor- he's a vampire," Peter responded, the tone of his voice, for once, serious. Nicole blinked a few times trying to process this. Jerry was the vampire? But… he seemed so nice…

"Jerry's the vampire? He just seems so… so…"

"Nice? Yeah, I know! He pulled that shit on me too," Charley responded causing Nicole to inhale sharply. Jerry was the vampire from Charley's stories- he was dangerous.

"Well… what do I do? I have a fucking psycho next door!" Nicole shouted out, suddenly very nervous. She jumped up from the bed and ran to the window, peaking out. Jerry was still outside, talking happily with her mother.

"Whatever you do, don't let him in! He can' get in without an invitation," Peter responded.

"More importantly, act like you don't know. You're a fairly good actress but pretend everything is normal. Follow Peter's advice and do not, under any circumstances, invite him in!" Charley responded.

"Best not seem too fishy. If you're invited over, go just make sure that someone's with you at all times. Don't go in alone," Peter added hurriedly.

"Okay, no inviting him in and no going into his house alone, got it," Nicole replied faintly. "Anything else?"

"Crosses… are you religious? Do you have faith?"

"Er… kind of, why?"

"Keep a cross on you at all times- as long as you have faith, it will keep you safe," Charley replied and Nicole sighed.

"Right, crosses and should I… I don't know- find or make stakes?" Nicole asked, glancing out the window again. This time she couldn't see her mom or Jerry- maybe they split up.

"Sure. Keep 'em on you at all times and jus' be careful," Peter replied.

"Yeah and… nonchalantly warn your mom against inviting him over. Say something like you don't feel comfortable around him yet," Charley added and Nicole nodded.

"Right… is that it?" Nicole asked.

"Nicole?" She could faintly hear her mom calling her from the stairs- dinner must be ready.

"Yes but remember: do not invite him in! It's your best protection! Do not invite him in!" Charley said hurriedly.

"Nicole?" Her mom called more loudly this time. Nicole jumped up and muttered a quick, "hold on," to Charley and Peter before crossing to the door. She flung it wide and froze, peering down the stairs. There stood her mother and just beyond her stood Jerry… his reflection not showing in the mirror she dully noted. "Dinner's ready," her mom said, "finish up your conversation and come down here- Jerry's staying for dinner," she added. With that, the two exited the room and walked into the kitchen.

"Too late," Nicole said into the phone as she walked into the room. "Mum's already invited him in."

A/N: Okay, so, I know some of you may have already seen this and I wish to apologize for deleting all my stories over the summer. I wasn't in the right frame of mind when personal issues came up and I deleted all my stories in a fit of anger. Again, I apologize.

I am currently working on editing and re-uploading all of my stories! Chapter Two should be up soon, most likely by the end of the week!

For those of you who didn't see this story the first time around, enjoy and please review! Constructive Criticism is always welcome!