Disclaimer: See chapter 1.

Just a short epilogue in case anyone had any questions from my little one-shot.


Puck glared over his shoulder at the chunky brunette once more. "Dude, would you stop it?!" He responded.

The large man shrugged. "Just curious. I asked who you were texting, and you didn't say. Thought I would find out for myself."

Puck rolled his eyes at his roommate. "Karofsky, cut it out. Its just a chick, you know. Well, you don't, but you get the idea."

He scoffed as he walked into the adjoining kitchen. "Well, I'm just surprised. You never seem to hold onto chicks. I mean, to still be texting her weeks later. This girl must be an angel or a demon to have captured you this long." He smirked slightly as he headed to his bedroom. "Don't forget, we have a meeting coming up. Don't be late!"

With the slam of his roommate's door, Puck turned back to his phone. Rachel. What a woman. Well, vampire.

Puck's heart pounded as he imagined holding her in his arms. They had to meet at night to prevent anyone spotting them together. However, Puck knew he was in love.

He sighed deeply as he thought about his job. It could never work. They would never be together. But, for whatever reason (some say it was love), Puck couldn't let her go. She was recently turned, helped along by her roommate the barracuda, as Puck knew her.

So far, Rachel hadn't killed anyone since she turned. She was amazing at self-control. Unless it came to Puck. His skin tingled as he remembered all the times she fed from him right before they collapsed their bodies together. Puck's temperature was rising with the mere thought of her. He hoped to have a chance to see her after the meeting tonight.

He grumbled, closing his phone and looking for his jacket. The last text from his girl told him of a place and time to meet, and that she was going to be waiting for him, per usual. She was so prim and proper, but Puck's sexy smirk grew as he knew what she really meant.

He took a deep breath to banish those thoughts. He grabbed his jacket, crossbow, gun, and wallet before heading out the door.

Karofsky and Puck arrived just in time to see the new initiates fidgeting in their seats. Puck smirked at the teens and called out, "Boo!" making them jump. Karosfky rolled his eyes as the two took their place.

Puck's heart fell as he looked up at his father in the front of the room, getting ready to start.

"Welcome, new initiates," he said with a smile, turning to the rest of the room. He paused.

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"Welcome to the Vampire Hunters."