Falloutmind is back in town! Hey internet sorry for my recent hiadus but ive been going through some stuff thats pretty much made everything i write horrid so ive been staying away from Word, but im back and so are my non Hetalia related pairing VladxHenry, but im adding an OC into the mix Owwww the hilarity that will insue

Enjoy my lovelies

Vladimir watched as his husband looked at the child in their arms. He looked so peaceful for the first time since he'd been turned all those years ago…

It had been four long years since Vladimir and Henry packed up and left Barthory behind. Even with Nelly their Vlad knew he couldn't stay there for the rest of his unnaturally long life (he'd learned while on a trip to South America to see what happened to Henry could be reversed that the vampire blood in him would extend his life to the equivalent of one hundred years for every human year he lived…that meant as long as Vlad didn't get hurt in a way that could injure a vampire severally he could in theory live forever just like Henry). So in the middle of the night they packed up and left never to be seen by any of their friends and family.

Henry had taken it well enough as someone in his position could. He learned to put applying sunscreen into his morning routine, and things seemed to be ok, that was until they heard Joss had been killed…

Henry's cousin Joss had found out that Henry was a vampire when he found them in New York. He agreed to stonewall the Slayer Society as long as he lived, he loved his cousin more then he hating the idea of vampires. But with him dead that meant it would be open season on them, so they moved to a city where there wasn't a chance of anyone knowing them, they moved to London. No one knew them, but somehow Vlad discovered surveillance equipment was spying on them. He took action, he began to uncover where the slayers where hiding and he and Henry attacked the house wanting to get their life of peace back.

They entered the house of the slayers hunting them, but as soon as they closed the door the lights turned on and Vlad was starring down a crossbow wielding man and a woman with a pair of silver swords in hand. The two slayers leapt into attack one firing the other running towards Henry. Vlad leapt forward in unimaginable vampire speed grabbing the stake fired from the crossbow and throwing towards the woman the momentum it still had impaling into her chest. The man startled didn't notice Henry sneak up behind him and as he looked at the dead woman's body Henry snapped his neck.

All was silent as Henry and Vlad looked at the dead slayers, but then Vlad's sharp hearing heard something Henry's still developing ears didn't…the sound of someone sleeping.

"Someone else is here" Vlad whispered as he tiptoed towards a room that's door was slightly ajar as if the slayers where leaving it when the two vampires had arrived. When Vlad walked in he swore if his heart stopped.

Sleeping in a bed at the far end of the room…was a young boy probably no older then four. He felt sick looking at the child who he just robbed of parents. For a second he saw himself in the bed…another orphan. But Vlad doubted this one had any extended family…the Slayer Society wasn't keen on family as they where on eradicating the walking undead, guess you cant have both.

"What is it Vlad?" Henry whispered noticing Vlad had gone so pale Henry swore he could see his bones.

"They had a son" he said a single tear going down his face.

Henry grew silent as he nudged the door open the rest of the way and walked in past Vlad. Henry stood next to the bed his burrow furrowing in thought. He had an idea, but he knew Vlad wouldn't like it.

"What are we going to do?" Vlad hissed wanting to kill himself for what he'd just done…robbed a young boy of his mother, and let someone else kill his father. Now he really was a monster.

"Let's take him home" Henry whispered.

"What!" Vlad gasped.

"You know we can't just let this child wake up in the morning to find his parents dead, then we really would be monsters Vlad, and yes I read your mind".

Vlad sighed. He knew Henry was right.

"But how are we going to explain to him who we are. I highly doubt a boy is going to not raise an eye brow to wake up in a different apartment with his parents no where to be seen" Vlad said as he passed the threshold into the room.

"We'll say were child services and that he'll be with us till his parents are found" Henry said scratching his head.

"And if someone reports him missing, you know there are going to be other slayers here in this city who probably knew his parents" Vlad hissed.

"Once he accepts the lie we'll move to Siberia, say we've adopted him and that we live there. You said you like the vampires there right, well if we move there we damn sure won't have any slayers to deal with" Henry said walking over to Vlad.

Vlad sighed.

"All right, you grab his stuff I'll bring him out to the car" Vlad said as he took of his coat to use as a blanket for the boy.

Henry nodded and smiled.

Soon after that Vlad and Henry where back in there apartment with a new member of their weird little family who they'd come to find out was Damian according to the name tags on all of his stuff.

"I'll set up a place for him on the couch" Vlad said yawning.

"Then you better get to sleep mister, even half vampires need some sleep" Henry smirked.

Vlad nodded another thing he'd found out about Henry's unique condition was that while it helped for him to sleep he didn't require it. Soon after some blankets and a pillow where set up on the couch in the den Vlad was fast asleep in his and Henry's bedroom, and all this left Henry sitting their watching the boy, Damian, sleeping wondering what his life was with the slayers.

He imagined it was something full of hate mongering. The slayers weren't that liberal of a society. He knew from Joss that they belonged on the far right in America, and outside of that they weren't exactly liberal. The society had funded Rick Santorum's presidential campaign for Christ sakes. He could know see that this gave him a chance to help with the wrong he and Vlad had done, he could help raise a child better then a couple of hate mongers. It would be his penance. Even if he didn't go to church anymore he still felt something in the back of his mind telling him he needed to make up for the wrong he did to whatever maker of the universe there was.

He sighed…tomorrow was going to be interesting.

oh how i love my cliffies, of course at some point i will write about their love making across the globe, but that is smut for another day my dearies, but yes oh the questions you must have of what awaits young damian in the future with his new daddies. well people there is this magic thing called the review button PLEASE use it or i will post nothing for i will not be getting any reassurance from the fan base...so unless you want falloutmind to die from lack of writing i suggest you review...or i will find you(just kidding im not that evil anymore)

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