Dawn looked around her living room slowly. Something was different about it. Just hours before it was filled to the brim with people celebrating her college graduation. And by people, of course they were fellow werewolves. She bit her lip as she dropped her keys onto the coffee table. "Hello?" she asked slowly. "Matthew!?" she called out. She knew her older brother should be there cleaning up since she had slipped out to get away from the mass of people. But where was he now? If he had left, he would have left a note or called or something. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and checked it, but there was nothing there either. "Matthew!? This isn't funny anymore!" she called out. She stopped and tried to sniff the air around her. She was slightly intoxicated so her senses were a little off. But it hit her nonetheless. Someone had recently sprayed Febreeze all throughout her house. And she hated that stuff. She sneezed and sniffed the air once again and this time she got passed the air freshener and to the heart of the eeriness. Someone unfamiliar had been there. And she knew, Matthew was gone. She entered the kitchen to find a note.

We have your darling brother. Bring us the cash he owes us and you can have him back. Shreveport, Louisiana. If we don't get the money in a month, he will be dead. We will be in contact soon.

Dawn's grey eyes grew wide as she began to shake. How could he be gone? How could they just take him from her? And who were they exactly? The phone rang making her jump. She crossed the kitchen and picked the phone up. "Hello?" she answered.

"Miss Thompson?" a deep voice replied.

"This is she." Dawn said.

"Two million dollars. Left in the forest outside of Shreveport. One month." The voice said.

"Let me talk to my brother!" she snapped, but the line died and she was left standing there, with no idea of what she should do. She tugged at her black hair with blue streaks. She was beyond annoyed. Now shewas pissed. And on a mission.


Dawn parked outside of the night club. Every fiber of her being told her to flee, but she couldn't. Not yet at least. She'd asked everyone in Indiana she knew, and they all said the same thing. To go to the vampire sheriff in Shreveport. Eric Northman. After Dawn had done much digging around with friends, she had found out that Matthew had been in deep trouble with some vampires, so it would make sense that Eric Northman might have some information. She got out of her truck and locked it before walking up to the entrance. She straightened her dress a little before stopping in front of a tall woman. "May I help you were?" the woman asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I need to speak with Sheriff Northman." Dawn replied calmly.

The woman looked her up and down before nodding. "Take my spot." She said to a big male vampire. "Follow me." She said to Dawn before entering the night club. The second Dawn stepped in, all eyes were on her. Why wouldn't they be? It was mainly a night club for vampires, and some fang-bangers. Dawn didn't falter in her step though. She kept her head high and followed the woman until they come up onto a stage and they stopped before a blonde vampire who looked incredibly bored. That is until he noticed Dawn. "This little wolf got lost, and would like to speak with you." The woman said.

"Thank you Pam." The vampire said as he stood. Dawn gulped lightly when he was standing straight. She was tall for a girl, but he still towered over her. Pam nodded and walked away, glancing back at them only for a second. "Eric Northman." He said.

"Dawn Thompson." She said cautiously.

"You're not a part of the Shreveport pack are you?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No. I am from a pack in southern Indiana." She said calmly.

Eric nodded. "Figures." He said as he sat in his throne once again. He motioned for her to sit on the cushioned seat before him. She sat down as he crossed his legs and his green eyes stared at her. "What are you here for?" he asked.

"Some vampires from here kidnapped my brother. And everyone back home, vampire and werewolf alike, told me to speak to the sheriff who resided in Shreveport. Which is you of course." She said.

Eric nodded and folded his hands in his lap. "How do you know they're from my area?" he asked.

"This is where I have to bring the ransom to. A ransom I cannot afford, so I wish to save my brother." She said. She opened her purse and pulled out the ransom note that had been left to her. "Here's the note." She said as she passed it to him.

Eric took it and read it over a few times before looking back up at Dawn. "What do you think I can do about this?" he asked.

"I've heard you are great at solving things like this. Mysteries and what not." Dawn stated.

"Hmm, that I am." Eric said. "What's in it for me?" he asked.

Dawn bit her lip. "I can pay you." She said.

Eric chuckled. "Oh no, you cannot. I require more money than this ransom." He said with a grin. "How about, I help you, and then I tell you what I want in return?"

Dawn bit her lip harder drawing blood from it. She knew not to do deals with vampires. Especially ones that might have bad repercussions. But she wanted Matthew back. He was her brother. All she had left in this world. She sighed and her eyes met his, but he was looking at the blood on her lip. "Deal." She said quietly.

Eric's eyes flicked back up to her grey eyes and he smiled. "Great." He said as he shook her hand.


Author's Note:

Alright, my first chapter of this.

It's rated M beause there will be sex scenes later.

I hope you guys like this.

Read & Review!

Yours Truly,

~Daryl-Dixons-Gurl~