A/N: Hello everyone. I'm back! After the lovely response to 'You Left Me No Choice' I thought I would make another Barnalia fanfiction series. This one is slightly different though. It is a oneshot series. I wanted the readers to be a bit more involved. So if you want to, I'd like you to send me prompts. It can be for a particular scene in the movie you want to see, or a word/sentence. I'm giving you the chance to put something towards this story.

The updates will hopefully be weekly, but we'll see. I hope you enjoy this first oneshot, and I hope you will review with your thoughts and send me prompts through either PM, Reviews or my tumblr imperfection-is-underrated.

Thanks for reading,

Jess xxx

Chapter 1: Secrets

Rating: T

Synopsis: Collinswood had a lot of secrets and those secrets always landed the residents in problem.

Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Shadows. The show and movie rights go to the rightful owners.

Words: 686

There are a lot of secrets in Collinswood. They float around the house; the air is thick with the dark mysteries of each family member. The family have always been dysfunctional, but this dysfunction was only heightened upon the arrival of a mysterious man clad in black; his skin white and the slight odour of blood clinging to his clothing. This had frightened most, but Elizabeth accepted him into the family.

Julia Hoffman liked to dissect people's thoughts, she liked to understand people. But this man was an enigma, his strange demeanour and aversion to sunlight had the psychiatrist puzzled and cautious. She would watch him at the dinner table, while she drank endless amounts of alcohol. He had been courteous towards her; the perfect gentleman. This was the most confusing thing of all. Julia thought she knew men. She has had several flings with a multitude of men. She lived in the same house as one of the most repulsive men in existence. Roger would pick you up and spit you out as quickly as possible; but this man wasn't like that, he didn't make any un-gentlemanly advances towards any female, other than the glances at Victoria from across the breakfast table.

She called him into her room to discuss his problems. After all she found him staring at Carolyn's lava lamp, saying it was a 'pulsating blood urn'. He had come willingly and when she put him under hypnosis the secrets that he had held so dear to his heart came spilling out.

"I'm a vampire." He had said after almost two minutes of hypnosis. "That's my biggest secret, Dr. Hoffman." Julia looked at him with a mixture of shock and admiration clouding over her eyes. A vampire, if this was true he held the secret for eternal youth, but he was also a deadly creature. After an hour of talking about this particular bombshell, Julia tentatively asked the hypnotised man before her something else;

"Do you have any other secrets?" She asked, Julia had inched closer to him and had removed herself from her seat so that she was now kneeling beside the recliner in which he lay.

"I'm in love with Victoria Winters." He said, a small smile covering his lips "She's so very beautiful." Julia felt a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, something foreign to her. It was with a shocking revelation that she realised it was jealousy that was spouting through her. She shifted uncomfortably on her knees, as she watched the dreamy look in Barnabas' eyes begin to fade. He was coming out of hypnosis. Julia got up from her knees and perched on the seat behind her. She watched in dismay as the man who had once been an enigma to her awoke from his hypnotised state. She now knew everything she could possibly know about him, yet she was still confused.

As he looked up at her from where he lay, he let a grimace grace his features. He sat bolt upright, it was quite comical seeing as what he was. A vampire, a living dead vampire. Who given the chance could kill Julia where he stands, would he do it?

"Dr. Hoffman, whatever I said, it must not leave this room. Ok?" Barnabas said, his eyes bearing into hers. Julia nodded quickly, before averting her eyes and fiddling with her hands. Barnabas sensed her discomfort and swung his legs over the recliner so that his feet landed on the floor. He got up stiffly, before looking at her.

"I won't hurt you." Barnabas said.

"I know." Julia replied, looking up at him. She smiled at him before again averting her eyes to pick up the glass next to her. Barnabas left as quickly as he could.

He couldn't see Julia looking at him as he left, couldn't see the slight blush rise in her face.

He had revealed his secret love to her, but her feelings were staying well hidden from sight.

This was a secret that was not getting out.