Disclaimer: I do not own Blue Bloods or the characters, and have no right to it except as a fan. I leave all the creative yummy stuff we love so much to Melissa De La Cruz.

Author's Note: The beginning of this story isn't turning out how I originally wanted, but I can't remember exactly how I worded everything since it's been so long since I thought about this story. At the time I hadn't written any of it down, because I didn't think I would ever post it. But that's okay. It may turn out better then I originally thought. Anyway….this story will have both Schuyler's POV and Jack's POV. I'm still working out exactly how I plan to have that look, so his POV will come in short bursts for now.

Forbidden Visions

Chapter One: A New Dwelling

On the flight home to New York Schuyler thought about everything that had happened, and everything that she had learned since arriving in Venice. She sat in a window seat next to her grandfather looking out at the sky. This whole trip has been a complete nightmare. I'll make sure my first trip to Venice is my primary remembrance of the place. She thought with a sigh as she closed her eyes and rested her head back on the headrest of the comfy first class seat.

She thought about how it all started with that Silver Blood Kinsley Martin. At least how the trip to Venice started for she knew that it went further back. If he hadn't come along this would have never happened. I wouldn't have had to risk my life to save Mimi's life, her life wouldn't have been on the line if he hadn't tempted her with black spells, she wouldn't have been tempted if she hadn't been trying to get me out of her and Jack's life. Now look what's happened. She's stuck with me they're all stuck with me, because Charles Force decided he wanted to take an interest in my life just because my grandfather showed up. She thought bitterly.

Oh god! I'm going to have to live with Mimi and Jack. Why is life being so cruel to me? She thought sadly as she leaned forward and put her head in her hands. As if I wasn't having enough trouble getting rid of my feelings for him; now I'm going to be living under the same roof as him. Ugh! I don't even want to think about having Mimi around all the time. She thought with a pained sigh.

At that she felt a hand on her back. "It will be alright Schuyler." She heard her grandfather say softly. Lawrence Van Alen was also pained by this turn of events. Not as pained as Schuyler for he had no idea how deep her agony was, and from where it sprang from. "No it won't." She said just as softly as she sat up and looked at him with a sad face. She then leaned against him and let herself drift off to sleep so she didn't have to think anymore.

After they arrived in New York Lawrence woke Schuyler up and they exited the plane. Waiting for them outside the airport was Julius. "Home please Julius, but only for a while. We must take Schuyler to the Forces." Lawrence said after they got into the car and Schuyler groaned.

Once they arrived home Schuyler reluctantly went to her room where Beauty, her bloodhound greeted her warmly, and began to pack. She unplugged the many cords to her computer and stored it safely in her black trunk, along with half the clothes hanging in her closet. She had decided to leave half her clothes there. This will always be my home, and I'll be able to visit my grandfather. She thought as she began to pull clothes from her bureau and put them in one of her suitcases.

He couldn't give me a couple of days could he? She thought as she continued to pack. Charles Force or 'uncle Charles' seemed to want her away from her grandfather quickly and she had no idea why.

Just then her grandfather came in the room. "Taking your time aren't you?" He asked. "Of course." She answered with a smile. They both knew that she could have been done seconds after she started, but she was in no rush to get to the Forces pent house mansion.

When she was done they carried all her luggage down to the car. Then she put Beauty's leash on and they got into the car and headed to her new home.

Schuyler sat in the center of the soft full size bed in her new room staring blankly as the wall across from her. Beauty lay across the bed in front of her, stretched out and relaxed as Schuyler pet her softly.

After Schuyler and her grandfather got to their destination they carried her belongings inside the building and to the elevator. The Forces mansion was like a house on top of a thirty-story building. When they arrived on the floor of the Forces mansion they were greeted and shown in by a maid, then another maid came and informed them that she was told to show Schuyler to her room. Apparently none of the Forces were there to greet her, but she was completely fine with that.

So they followed her up two flights of grand staircases and then down a spacious hallway with four doors. Schuyler's new room was the last door at the end of the hallway.

Once they were inside the room the only thing Schuyler registered was that it had two doors besides the one they had just walked through, a large window, a large bed with a nightstand on each side, a wood floor, a desk, a bureau, and porcelain white walls. It was clearly a guest room with all the fancy, but cheesy guest stuff removed. It was simple just as she liked it, but it was not her room. It was just a guest room and always would be.

After they had set her things down in front of the bed they noticed that the maid had disappeared. Schuyler didn't care; she took that opportunity to say goodbye to her grandfather without prying eyes. She wrapped her arms around his back and gave him a big hug.

She had no idea how long they stood there hugging each other; she just knew that she wasn't letting him go. And she didn't until she heard him heave a sigh that only a vampire, with their extra-sensitive hearing, could hear, and say that he should get going.

They said goodbye and she watched as he walked out of the room closing the door quietly behind him. She felt like crying as she took her shoes off and sat in the middle of the bed with her legs crossed, but she forced herself not to as she watched Beauty jump on the bed. She wouldn't show her tears; she wouldn't appear as weak in front of the Forces.

Therefore she decided to hold it all in and not think about it, which is why she was staring blankly at the wall. She hoped that the blank surface would help keep her mind clear of all thought since she wasn't ready to deal with everything yet.

As she sat there the light coming in through the window slowly faded until it disappeared throwing the room into darkness, but not so dark that she couldn't see. She knew that, that was due to her vampire blood.

After a time she heard a soft knock on the door, but she ignored it. She didn't even glance in that direction as she continued to pet Beauty and stare blankly at the wall. She heard the door open, but again she ignored it.

"Schuyler?" She heard a voice call softly, and it was impossible to mistake it. She had that voice memorized…against her will, but would know it anywhere. It was Jack Force. Never the less, she still didn't answer even thought it had become harder to keep her thoughts away.

Jack entered the room and closed the door behind him, cutting off the light source, and went to sit next to her. "Schuyler?" He said again and he got no answer, no movement, and no acknowledgement that he had even entered the room. He wasn't even hearing any thoughts coming from her. What's going on with her? He thought in concern as he placed his hand on her shoulder and shook her lightly.

Schuyler sighed as she blinked and looked at him. Even in the dark she could make out his green eyes, and the physical contact seemed to make that ever-present attraction between them stronger. She looked away before she could get lost in his eyes, and allow either one of them to act on the feelings they both were trying to suppress.

"What's up? Are you okay?" He asked while he reluctantly removed his hand from her shoulder. "I'm fine. I was just sitting here trying to keep my mind blank." She said as she looked down at Beauty. "Can I ask why?" He asked. "I just wasn't ready…still not ready to deal with this situation, so I thought I would keep myself from thinking." She said.

"You haven't unpacked yet." He said and she could tell that it wasn't a question. "I wasn't ready yet. I'm just…I'm just not ready to do anything right now. I still need a little time." She said so quietly that his vampire hearing almost didn't pick it up. "Okay. I'll leave you alone so you can take the time you need." He said. "Thanks." She said as she watched him leave. "No problem." He said with a smile in his voice as he closed the door. I knew this would be hard, but it's going to be even harder then I thought to live with him. She thought as she looked around the room.

Jack leaned against the door as he listened to her thought. Will it really be that hard? He wondered as he walked to his room. He could still feel the attraction between them, and he was so drawn to her that he felt like turning around and going right back to her room. It is going to be that hard. He thought with a sigh as he entered his room.

Schuyler sat there for a while longer as she thought about whether or not she should try and get her empty minded focus back or just unpack. If I unpack now I wouldn't have to worry about it later, and I wouldn't have to worry about anyone bugging me about why I hadn't done it yet. She thought with a sigh as she got up and turned on the light. The light was so bright that she was nearly blinded.

She then went and closed the curtains without looking at the view and proceeded to unpack her trunk. She took her time setting up her computer. When she was done she turned it on and clicked around to make sure it was working properly, and when she was satisfied she turned it off and continued with her unpacking.

What are these two doors? She thought as she headed toward the door in the wall in front of the bed. When she opened it she found that it was a closet. A large walk in closet with shelves lining the top. Nice. Even if I had brought all my clothes I'd still have more than half this closet to fill. She thought offhandedly as she hung up her clothes.

She unpacked slowly at first, but then she decided to use the Velox to get it all over with. The sooner I get this done the sooner I can get back to doing nothing, and not thinking. She thought and within seconds she had finished unpacking, had moved her trunk and suitcases into the very back of the closet, plugged up her charger and connected it to her cell phone and placed it on the nightstand on the left side of the bed, removed Beauty's leash, and turned the light off.

Before she lay back down she decided to see what the second door led to. It was in the wall where the head of the bed was pressed against, and directly across from the wall with the closet door. It's probably another closet. She thought as she opened it. Turns out it was a spacious bathroom complete with a separate shower, bathtub and it's own window. Nice. She thought as she closed the door and went to lie in the middle of the bed.

"Come here Beauty." She called to her bloodhound and felt her walk along side her and then lay across her waist. "Thanks girl; you always know what I need." She said quietly as she pet her smooth silky coat. Beauty seemed to always know when she needed comfort.

As Schuyler lay there petting Beauty and letting her eyes adjust to the dark she began to lose her battle with not thinking. Jack. His name entered her mind like a secret whisper opening up that particular train of thought. I wonder what he's doing right now. I wonder if he's still here; probably not. She thought with a sigh. He's probably at Block 122. I doubt he sticks around here; at least maybe not until he's ready to sleep. She thought as she closed her eyes.

She could picture his green eyes perfectly. Especially since she had just seen them, but then the image of those green eyes shifted to the ones she had seen in Venice when he had asked her to perform the blood trial. That image just served to remind her that he was bonded, and that her feelings for him were irrelevant. He's not bonded in this life…this cycle, but it's only a matter of time. She thought sadly as her phone rang.

She reached for it hoping that it was her grandfather. When she opened her eyes she saw that it was Oliver. I don't want to talk to him right now. She thought with a sigh as she put her phone back on the nightstand and ignored the ringing. She hadn't spoken to Oliver since before she left for Venice, and he was probably worried but she really didn't want to talk. She didn't want to talk to anyone unless it was her grandfather.

Grandfather. She thought as she tried to relax. She was having trouble and couldn't figure out why. It was as if an electric current was running through her, drawing her toward something. It was the same feeling she got when she was with Jack. She hoped that it wouldn't be a constant feeling just because they were living under the same roof. I wonder when I'll be able to continue my training. Just because we're not living together doesn't mean that, that has to stop. I need to continue to learn; I need to be able to defend myself. She thought just as she heard a knock on the door.

Schuyler just laid there with her eyes closed petting Beauty. She just ignored it as she did before; she didn't even glance at it. Then she heard the door open and close. I wonder who that was. Or maybe not. It's not like anyone here wants to see me. She thought and she felt a slight weight next to her on the bed, and she took in a sharp intake of breath as her eyes shot open only to be confronted with Jack's handsome face.

"Easy." He said quietly and she did her best to try and relax. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you, but you didn't answer when I knocked." He said. "Maybe that should have told you something." She said sarcastically. "It did; it said 'come right in I'm not busy'." He said with a smirk. "Maybe I was asleep." She said as she looked at him. "Maybe I would have woken you up." He said teasingly as he moved his face closer to hers. "I wouldn't have been happy about that." She said quietly as she began to close the space between them. It was as if they were being pulled together; they couldn't help themselves. "I would have made it up to you." He said softly and just as their lips were about to touch, her cell phone rang.

Schuyler sighed and dropped her head back down on her pillow and watched as Jack sat up straight. What perfect timing. She thought sarcastically as she reached for her phone. Oliver. She thought as she looked at her phone. She still didn't want to talk, but she reminded herself that he was probably worried and didn't want him to stay that way. I wonder if I can make this quick. She thought as he listened to her phone ring.

"Yeah?" She said in a reluctant, tired voice. "Hey. Are you okay? How are you doing?" Oliver asked. "I'm okay. I'm doing fine; don't worry." She said. "So…how did it go? What happened?" He asked. "Everything went well. Mimi's innocent, and Kingsley turned out to be a Silver Blood." "What?! How do you know? How can you be so sure?" He asked, shocked.

"A blood trial was performed." She said, not elaborating. "A blood trial? I thought only Gabriel had the power to do that? That is if I'm remembering my studies correctly." He said. "She is my mother; turns out I have that power as well since only the uncorrupted can do it." She said quietly. "Wait a minute!" He said. "That had to have been completely dangerous for you! Your mother had centuries and centuries to learn and perfect how to do that without anything happening to her. I can't believe this! Do you have any idea what could have happened to you?!" He asked loudly.

Schuyler sighed and pulled the phone away from her to protect her sensitive eardrums. This is why I didn't want to talk to anyone. She thought, and felt Jack rubbing her arm in a soothing gesture.

"Yes. I know, I know. Look…can we talk later? I'm not really up for conversation right now." She said. "Umm…yeah. That's fine. How about I come over? We could hangout for a bit." He suggested. "No. I think it's too soon for that. I haven't been here long enough." She said as she looked at Jack.

"What do you mean you haven't been there long enough?" She heard him ask, and she remembered that he didn't know. I completely forgot that he doesn't know I've been adopted. "I've moved in with the Forces." She said. "W-what?! You're kidding me right?" He asked, and she remained quiet. "Why?" He asked after a few moments. "Charles Force adopted me." She said, and he was quiet for a long time. So shocked he can't even speak. She thought. "So how about we talk later?" She suggested. "Yeah okay. I'll…I'll talk to you later." He said slowly. "Bye Ollie." She said. "Bye Sky." And with that she hung up.

After that she and Jack sat in complete silence for a few minutes. Then she decided to break the silence. "So why did you come in here anyway?" She asked. It couldn't have been to kiss me. That wasn't planned; not that it happened anyway. "For a couple of reasons actually. First off…I'm sorry no one was here to welcome you. When we got back we went to see Dr. Pat because Mimi wasn't feeling well." He said and Schuyler looked at him sharply.

She didn't like Mimi, but she didn't want to be the reason anything was wrong with her. "It's okay. She's okay. She was just feeling a little weak. Nothing some time with her familiars can't fix, which is what she's doing right now. Anyway… my father went to handle some business the minute he knew Mimi was okay, and I'm not sure where my mother went." He said with a slight frown. "And me…well I was feeling a little weak too, so I went to see my familiar." He finished.

"You're sure Mimi's okay?" She asked, she just wanted to make sure. "Yeah she's fine." He assured her. "Okay." She said quietly, and she looked at Beauty who was breathing deeply. She must have fallen asleep. She thought as she slowly stopped the continuous petting she had been doing. "Well the second reason I came was to bring you your key. My father said to give it to you when I saw you. You're going to be living here, so you shouldn't have to knock on the door or wait for one of us to come home." He said as he placed it on the nightstand in front of him.

Again they were quiet for a few moments. Why did he stop? Was that it? If so, why is he still here? She thought curiously. "Was there a third reason?" she asked. "Yes actually. I also came to talk." He said quietly. "I'm not in the mood to talk." She said with a sigh. "I've noticed, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't." He said softly.

"What do you want to talk about?" She asked just as softly. "Why are you laying here in the dark, and why are you trying to keep yourself from thinking?" He asked as he looked at her. He could see her face, but he couldn't quite make out her expression. "I felt like it, and it's just…I'm not ready to deal." She said with a sigh. "I'm not ready to think about my adoption, what my living here is going to be like, or the effect it's going to have on everyone. Myself included." She finished.

"I can understand that." He said. He himself hadn't even dealt with it yet. He was still shocked by what was happening, but he couldn't keep himself away from her. Not when she was living under the same roof, and walking around the same hallways as him. "Who is this?" He asked after another few moments of silence, gesturing toward the bloodhound stretched across her waist. "This is Beauty. I would introduce you, but she's asleep so it will have to wait until tomorrow." She said. "Tomorrow then." He said with a smile in his voice.

She didn't know how, but the sound of his voice seemed to sooth her into opening up. "You know…I really miss my grandfather even though it's only been a few hours." She said quietly in a sad voice. "You'll see him again. You can still visit him right?" He asked kindly. "Yes but it's not the same thing. I wanted to live with him; I traveled all the way to Venice, and literally hunted him down. That's how badly I wanted him." She said in a frustrated voice. It was like everything she had that was important to her was being taken away, and everything she wanted was being held out of her reach. Life wasn't being kind to her since she learned she was a vampire.

Jack couldn't sympathize, but he had sympathy for her. "I'm sure Lawrence is working hard to get you back. He did move back here to look after you after all." He said in a sure voice. He remembered Lawrence or Metraton well, and knew that he wouldn't give up.

"You're right. Thanks for that." She said softly. "Don't worry about it." He said then paused. "Well I'm going to go now. It's getting late, so I'm gonna let you get some rest." He said and he stood up. "Okay. Goodnight, and thanks again." She said. She was glad that he was going. She had a feeling that if they continued to talk they would eventually end up teasing and flirting until they kissed. Then they would probably make out on her bed. Yeah right. You wish. She thought as she rolled her eyes.

"You're welcome, and good night." He said as he opened her door. He then walked out with a smile on his face. He had heard her thoughts. She's probably right, but I'm glad I left too. As much as I would like to kiss her, her bedroom is not the place, especially with the lights off. Who knows how long or how far we would let it go. He thought as he entered his bedroom and was greeted with the happy barks of his bloodhound.

Schuyler lay there tired but not sleepy. Even if she did feel sleepy she couldn't sleep for the electric pull she was feeling. It was as if she were being drawn or called to something. And I know that something or rather someone is Jack. She thought with a sigh. I wonder if he's feeling this too. Yeah right, he's not feeling any of this. It's just me. She thought with a bitter sadness.

Next chapter is in the works. Please, please review. Reviews are nice. It makes me want to continue writing.