Ok this sucks horribly but I wrote this over the summer and sometimes I get bored and yeah, so I don't even care what you say because I most likely don't know you people (except for Zero-kun!) So review please and be free to say what you feel, constructive critisism is accepted. If no one likes it, then I won't add anymore to it. Takes place after Lorcan says that Grace shouldn't go back to the Nocturne with him. Such a sad moment I almost cried when I read it!

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I have to get out of here, thought Grace. If she stayed then she would most certainly tell Lorcan about the captain. And as much hurt Grace felt inside, she refused to let Lorcan see her cry. Grace rose to her feet.

"I need to be somewhere else." Lorcan kept hold of her hand.

"No." Grace couldn't meet his gaze.

"Lorcan, please let go."

"Don't leave now while your upset." Grace turned back suddenly. Reaching towards where Lorcan held her wrist, she took hold of the area of Lorcan's arm between his wrist elbow, and tore his hand away. Her hands were shaking, and she felt an incredible uproar beginning from her very core. She had to get away, and fast! She ran out into the hall. Not really knowing where she was going, she just kept running until she decided to stop. Unfortunately when she stopped, she had run into someone, who fortunately caught Grace before she hit the floor. Grace looked up at who it was. It was Johnny. Finally, someone she trusted. Grace let go of all control, breaking into sobs and falling into his arms. Having his arms around her only made Grace think of Lorcan, which made her think of how he told to not come back with him, which made her cry even harder.

"Grace, what's wrong?"

"It's Lorcan. He said that when he goes back to The Nocturne that he doesn't think I should come with him." Johnny gasped and hugged her even tighter.

"Here, lets get you somewhere you can sit and tell me about it." Grace nodded, and let him guide her away. When he stopped Grace looked up. They were in the rec room. She heard him shut the door behind them.

"Better for privacy." He said.

"Now you can say everything you need to say without anyone sneaking a peek or hearing, except for me of course." Putting his arm around her, he got out his polka dotted handkerchief and handed it to her.

"Ok, now tell me exactly what happened."

After telling it all to Johnny, Grace felt surprisingly better.

"Well it sounds to me like you either need to be a donor or a vampire. And there are always ways." Grace twisted her head towards him.

"What do you mean?"

"I think you know just what I mean." He reached out and pulled Grace closer to him. Putting his arm around her waist to prevent movement, he used his other hand to grab the collar of her shirt.

"What'll it be, vampire or donor?" Grace started to panic. She braved a swing at his face but he caught her hand.

"Not so fast, little lady. Now I'll ask again, vampire or donor?"

"No! Neither! Johnny don't do this!"

"Vampire it is then!"

After a while, Grace gave up. If she was going to die, and she had a feeling she was, she might as well die a somewhat painless death. Johnny paused.

"Your blood tastes really nice. I might just keep you as my donor."

Grace was silent. She had nothing more to say to him. Then pictures of Lorcan, Connor, the Captain, and Mosh Zu floated into her mind. She couldn't leave them, even if Lorcan didn't want her with him and the captain might not live to see tomorrow. She had to be strong for them. I have to do something, thought Grace. Reaching out to the table, but making sure Johnny wouldn't notice her, she reached out to hopefully find something heavy. Her hand made contact with a flask. Good, she thought. Carefully bringing it up, but certain Johnny wouldn't notice because of his hunger, she brought it down upon his head. Dazed, he stopped and looked up at her. During his moment of hesitation, Grace slipped out of his clutches and ran for the door.

"Come back here! Grace, I know you'll come back. You can't stay away from me forever!"