Hello to ALL READERS, i've decided to do this because editing my story Lost; the adventures of Susan and friends, is takeing to much time for me to post another chapter for the month, so i've decided to take this little bump in the road to expand the universe a little bit.

This will probably be a one shot... for now.

Some notes here before reading. This take place in the begining of summer in 2003, because as i remember in 1x02 episode of Lost, Shannon said she had spent a year in Paris, so that's where it's set at.

She's 19 here and Damon's... i don't know.

Warning; Lost references that for those who don't see the show, should confuse you a little.

Disclaimer; I don't own Lost or The vampire diraies in any shape or form. I only own my charatures.

A first meeting with danger

Shannon walks down the streets of Paris, or more specifically, in the nightclub district , drunk as a sleepy skunk. She had decided on just putting on a green buttoned sweater over her pink tank top. Her jeans are ruined as a car drives by, drving over a huge puddle near her. But that doesn't matter to her. What matters is what she had just done for almost a month. She asked a guy she was dating if he wants to gain a little money, she made up an excuse to Boone about the guy, Boone comes to her resuce, gives the guy money to leave her alone, they split it 60-40, and they parted ways.

I can't believe i did all that... and for money. And what he said after all of that happening. 'I will always protect you.' Why does he has to be so good and doing the right thing? She thought as she notices a 24- hour bar at the end of the street. If only he knew the truth... I already had life 5 drinks ,already. And it's makeing me think! Maybe, more drinks will put a stop to that. I hope i have enough money for it. Oh wait, i already had my payday! She starts to open her small pink purse. What she doesn't know is that someone coming out of the shadows, is creeping up slowly, on her.

Before she knew what hit her, He grabs her from behind. "Hey! What are you doing?" Her voice slurred. "Stop it!"

"You stop squrming." The man said in a gruff french tone. He smells of cheap wine. His hands start to grab the purse in her hands. "This is what you get, little american girrl."

"Help!" She shouts to the world, waiting for anyone to listen to her cries and come to her rescue. Even thought it's pointless as she shouting in English which most people in Paris would understand,let alone come to save her. But someone did hear her cries.

Out of nowhere, a gust of wind blows the man into some trash cans next to a building made of red bricks. The man struggles to stands up , takes a look behind Shannon and runs away into the night.

Shannon ajusts her clothes as she has on a look of disbelife, wondering how he flew to the other side of the street.

"Are you okay?" A man said in french behind her. The voice sounds familer in her fuzzled mind.

She turns around slowly. "Yeah, i don't-" Her eyes widen. He's still here! She takes a closer look at him. But something about him is off. The man she sees before her may look somewhat similar but have slight differences. For one, this man is more muscular and well built. She couldn't tell if it's from him being shroulded in the shadows, but his hair is quiet darker than her brother's light brown. On top of which, he's wearing all black, leather jacket with dark jeans, but the last time that she saw him, he was wearing a bright blue dress shirt and jeans. And said that he was going to leave this afternoon... Maybe he's playing a trick on me... or i'mss that drunk. But on the other hand, from what i can tell, he doesn't speak french. Unlike this guy. "Sorry, i don't really speak Frenchie than a few key phrases."

He tilts his head a little. "How about i speak like this?" He said, in english. "Better?"

He ssounds different, older ,much older than his looking like before. I- just can't be... She rubbes her forehead. "Yeah, much better."

He puts on a charming smile. "So what's an american girl like you doing in the middle of Paris?"

She crosses her arms in a attempt to not seem drunk. " A better question, why is it that you can speak perfect English and french, at least i think it is?"

"Well, I been around long enough to pick up on the language."

"How long?" He starts to chuckle a little. "What?"

"Well, when girls like you," He gestures to her." meet me for the first time, i don't really get that kind of response."

She raises an eyebrow. "So what kind of responses do you usually get from a girl?"

"Well..." He walks out of the shadows. "Usually, they're like 'oh you're so hot and cool, do you wanna dance,' stuff like that." He made a little dance.

Shannon snores but notices the way he moves his hips. He's really... interesting and he's not Boone, maybe i should at least ask him out.

Oh no you don't! Her other voice inside her said. He still has a remsemblance to your 'brother' which as you remember is wrong to even consiter...

Yeah, yeah, I'm not listening to you. It's my life and i'm doing it the way i want it. And anyways the last time i'd listen to you, That 's how i got to paris anyway.

Which is more reason... Shannon drowns out the other voice in her head with a french song that she had heard a couple of times.

He starts to walk closer. "Hello, anybody home? Did my dance left you speechless, cuz' i had that happen to me a few times."

She starts to smiles at him. "Yeah, a little."

He looks deeply into her eyes. "Do you want to go with me?" He holds out his hand.

Shannon starts to think it's a good idea to go with the strange man who somewhat looks like Boone and she knows barely about him. "Yes i do." She grabs his hands and they start to walk away.

He suddently stops her in his track and looks deeply into his eyes. "Now, before we go any futher, i'll have to ask you a series of Questions..."

"Okay..."

"Number one,"He puts up a finger. " Do you have any dieases i need to know about? I don't really get them, but i'd like my... meals to be fresh and healthy."

She wonders briftly as to why he said meals. "No, i don't."

"Good." He holds up another finger. "Numbero dos. Do you have any family, relatives that are here with you?"

She shakes her head." Nope."

He holds up one more finger. " Last one, do you have any boyfriend right now? I don't mind, but i wouldn't like him to interupt our... little session."

She smirks. "As of late, i don't." She flips her hair.

"Good. Thought i would bored around here." They start to walk again. Out of her view, he starts to smell her neck, as he does so, veins start to pop from his face ,as his face turns turns somewhat demonic.

Alright then, that's it for now, please if you can leave a review. And if i have the time, i might add a chapter or two.