Love of a Lifetime

Lifemate

Vicky Nelson sat at her desk drumming a pencil on the table as she looked off into space. Deep in thought she jumped as she heard the voice from the doorway.

"Miss Nelson?" Turning her face she focused on the woman walking towards her desk. She was about 30 and as tall as Vicky, but slightly slimmer. Not model thin but curvy, and had the most beautiful red hair that Vicky had ever seen. This was definitely not a bottle job. She had fair skin, a flawless complexion and dazzling green eyes.

"You must be Kathy Owens, the woman who called about a missing person?" "Please sit down", Vicky said as she waved towards the chair opposite her desk. "Can I get you anything?" Vicky didn't mean to stare at her but she couldn't help herself. The woman was, in a word, dazzling.

"Call me Kathy, and I don't need anything thanks. I'm grateful that you agreed to talk to me Miss Nelson" she answered as she sat in the chair opposite Vicky's desk. She removed her hat and gloves and sat them on the floor next to her seat, then placed her very dark glasses on the desk.

"Call me Vicky please. You weren't very clear about who you wanted my help finding, I'll need some more information" There was something about Kathy Owens that she couldn't quite place but before she could ask, the other woman just smiled.

'Well where to begin,' Kathy thought to herself. Vicky seemed like an upfront sort of person so that would be the best way to handle this. 'Here goes nothing'

"I'm a vampire, Vicky, and I want your help in locating my mate." Vicky almost choked on the coffee she was attempting to drink. The word vampire wasn't anything new to her but this woman was.

"Excuse Me?" Vicky choked. She quickly did a double check at the window to be sure it was still daylight outside. It was. "Well Hell" she said. What do I do know? She added to herself.

"Let me explain, and then I'll try to answer all your questions." Vicky just nodded with a confused expression on her face. "You see a friend of mine recommended you to me because you have a reputation for working on, shall we say, unusual cases? This friend also knows you've worked with a vampire before and may be open to helping me now. I need your to help me with two things actually. One is communicating with Henry Fitzroy and the other is locating my mate for me."

"You know Henry?" was all Vicky could say. This was getting more interesting all the time.

"More a case of knowing about him"

She wasn't sure how much information she wanted to give Vicky Nelson, just yet, about her relationship with Henry Fitzroy. "He is hard to communicate with, since he is so territorial, and difficult to approach. We have made some great advances with our kind in the last hundred years or so and some like Fitzroy's age are a little harder to talk to, let alone convince." Vicky was suddenly glad that Henry was currently in Vancouver and wasn't due back for several more days.

"Byron, the man who turned me, is an alchemist. Naturally he has devoted his life to making advances in vampirism. About a hundred years ago or so, he stumbled onto some unique chemical compounds. He has been working on sort of a vampire cocktail, so to speak. It's by no means a cure but can drastically improve our lifestyle."

"Please continue. I'm all ears" Vicky removed her glasses.

"Byron created sort of a vitamin that has made it possible for us to be out in the daylight under certain conditions, it is now possible for us to eat food and to have children. We are 'coming out of the coffin' so to speak and I need you to help me spread the word to Henry Fitzroy, and other old school vamps."

"Old school?" Vicky was dazed by the news that Henry might be able to have a more 'normal' life; however, she wasn't yet convinced that Kathy Owens wasn't a nut case.

Relaxing back in her chair she continued. "Yes there are basically three schools of vamps. The newbie's like me, those under 200 years old. Middle vamps like Henry, two hundred to approximately 700 years, and the Old Coffin Boys as we like to call them. You know the type Vicky. Still insist on sleeping in a coffin, won't leave Eastern Europe and insist on holding onto the old ways just because it's the way it's always been. Most middle vamps like Henry have either heard of us and just discount it as rumor, or haven't heard about the vitamins at all."

Ok Vicky was officially confused now. "Are you saying you don't need blood to survive?"

"Oh no we still need blood, after all we ARE vampires, but we usually get it from a blood bank now. We don't need as much or need it as often, because we eat food as well. Feeding from mortals is no longer our primary source. And since it isn't a necessity we don't have to be so territorial anymore. We can actually live quite peacefully around other vamps and mortals. We're not at the point yet where we can announce ourselves to the world, but we can at least coexist with it. And that brings me to the other matter I called you about. I need your help in locating and helping me with my mate. You see he is mortal and doesn't know I exist yet." This was going to be the hard part. Convincing Vicky to help her with him was going to be the biggie.

"You don't know who he is but you know he's mortal?" Vicky felt herself going off the deep end with this woman, she was drowning here and Kathy was the one holding her under.

"Oh I know who he is, I used to baby sit him when he was 5 years old. But I didn't want to contact him until he had a chance to gain some life experience. I've kept track of his whereabouts; know he isn't married and his occupation, he's a cop. Things like that. But I need your help with introductions. After all he won't remember me. And I'm not sure how he will react to being my lifemate."

"Ok so who is this 'lifemate' you want me to find"? Deeper and deeper under water here she thought.

"Mike Celluci" Vicky just hit the sandbar.

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