Disclaimer: I do not own LWD or Moonlight. I only own my ideas.

WRG: Hello everyone! Just to warn people, this will be a Dasey and a Lizwin with some MickBeth and maybe JosefSarah later on. If you don't like the pairings, don't comment on them in the reviews. I don't care about flames; frankly, I don't even understand why people flame. They aren't helpful at all.

Em: Are you done yet?

WRG: Yes, I'm done with my rant on flames. Anyway, I will probably be using things about Moonlight that appear in eps 10 and 12, so if you haven't seen them and don't want to be spoiled, stop here. If not, then please continue. I might mention Josh (Beth's boyfriend at the start of the series) once or twice, but that's about it.

Em: Just get on with the story.

WRG: Hold your horses, will you? Anyway, pretend that nothing in LWD has happened. Nora and George have met, are dating, and he has just proposed. They have both told their families; his are reluctant (except for Marti, who is five), while hers is just happy that she's happy. Nora has not told George something big about herself and her kids. They are vampires!! But they are different from the rest of the vampire community… her kids especially. Read to find out how.

"Girls, guess what?" Nora MacDonald called out to her children when she got home one night. She saw that only one of her daughters had come to her call. It was her youngest, Elizabeth. (She went by Lizzie now.) "Where's Casey, Lizzie?" Casey, or Cassandra as she used to be called, was her other daughter and was about five years older than Lizzie.

"She's at the townhouse."

The townhouse was in New York City and where Sarah Whitley was currently caught in a coma. Sara was, and still is, the only girl that the MacDonalds knew of that had captured the heart of their family friend, Josef Kostantine. She had found out his secret and still loved him. The secret was one that many shared, though it was still a minority; the secret was that he is a vampire. The MacDonalds are members of the vampire community.

"How long has she been there?"

"About half the day. She said that she had to talk to 'Charles' about something." 'Charles Fitzgerald' was the name that Josef used when he was in NYC.

"Did she give any indication of what she was going to talk to him about?"

"I think that her precognition kicked in this morning. She said that we might be moving soon." Nora sighed. Sometimes, her daughter's extra gift was annoying because Casey could rarely be surprised. Of course, it could be very useful, too.

"Well, she was right about that. It was supposed to be a surprise." Lizzie sure did look surprised, but she also looked suspicious. It was to be expected, though. They had just moved to Albany few months ago. Why were they moving somewhere else? That would mean that the girls would have to quit their schools and Nora her job. Then Lizzie thought about something else. Her mom was dating someone. They wouldn't move unless one of two things had happened: (1) the two had broken up and her mom needed to get somewhere away from the memories to start moving on, or (2) her mom's boyfriend had… Lizzie gasped.

"He PROPOSED!" It was a shocked exclamation. Nora had expected it. Lizzie had always been one for spontaneity, but she didn't like it when big decisions where made that she didn't expect.

"Yes, he did, and I accepted. I know that you two need a father figure around that isn't like Josef or Mick." Mick St. John was also a vampire, but he was technically the youngest of the MacDonalds' vamp friends. He is about 53 years old as a vamp. Josef is about 408. Nora is about 530. Casey is 496 years old, and Lizzie is 491.

"What's wrong with either of them?"

"Nothing, sweetheart. I just want you two to have someone else to talk to and have father-daughter moments. Honestly, have you ever had one of those with Mick or Josef?"

"No, neither of us have." Casey had come in when Lizzie had shouted. Apparently, neither of the other MacDonalds had heard nor scented her. "After all, it's kind of hard to have those with someone who is centuries younger than you."

"I suppose that's correct." Nora sighed. "Is there any news about Sarah?" Casey shook her head.

"She's still in the coma. Josef is leaving to go back to L.A. tonight. I told him about how we'll be moving soon."

"So you knew that I'd be telling you and your sister about moving?"

"Yeah, but I didn't know the reason behind it. Until now, at least. When's the wedding?"

"It's in a month." Nora smiled sheepishly. Lizzie seemed to be shocked speechless while Casey just shrugged.

"Would I be correct in assuming that he doesn't know that we're vampires?" Her mother nodded. "Then I'd also be correct in assuming that we'll be using the heluna?"

Heluna was the name of a compound that would temporarily make a vamp mortal again and had been designed by the girls' father 545 years ago. He had been changed against his will. He had never told Nora or her children who his sire was. Fifteen years after he had been changed, he met Nora. They fell in love, she found out that he was a vampire, he proposed, they got married, he changed her, and thirty-four years later they got a surprise by the name of Cassandra. Five years after that, they were surprised again by Lizzie. For a few years, they were a happy family. Unfortunately, those few years had ended up being the calm before the storm. A friend of his sire's had caught wind of his location and decided to trap him. This friend had kidnapped a little girl in front of William, as the girls' father was called, and William went after that vamp. The girl was set free, but William was killed. Nora, Casey, and Lizzie only knew that this happened because the girl, whose name was Arina, had somehow found them and told them what happened. Arina had then told them that she was an orphan. Being the kind-hearted people they are, they took care of her. When Rina, as she was now called, was seventeen, she asked Nora to turn her. Nora agreed. Rina enjoyed traveling, so she was rarely with them.

"Yes, we will be."

"What exactly does he know about us?" Lizzie was the one to ask this.

"Well, he thinks that Casey is sixteen, and you are twelve. He also knows that you're into sports. He also knows that Casey is very organized." Lizzie stared at her mother. Casey just asked about his kids. "Derek is the oldest, and he's sixteen and a half. He apparently is the most popular guy at his school. Edwin just turned thirteen. He wants to be a businessman. Marti is five, and she thinks she's a cat half the time."

"They sound interesting. Should I be a goody-goody or a punk?" Casey usually switched between those two personas. She was currently a goody-goody.

"Just don't do anything too bad as a punk, 'kay Hun?"

"No prob, Mom."

WRG: There's the first chap. I hope you liked it!