Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN COMPANIONS OF THE NIGHT. I'm just borrowing the characters for fun.

I couldn't believe it…

I still couldn't believe my eyes; Ethan was right in front of me after two years of not seeing him and not knowing where he was. The strangest thing though is that even though we had spent two years apart it felt like he had never left. Like if the past two years had been a nightmare that I had just woken up from. So far I've learned that Ethan had been following me for the past two years. The entire time he had been close and I had never noticed. When I moved to Methuen, he moved to Andover which was about an hour from Methuen. He had been sharing the house with Sam who was the guy from the car. He too was a vampire. So far the only thing I knew was that Sam was warning other vampires and that it was very possible that I wouldn't ever see him again.

"Wait, how did you know that I had been kidnapped?" I asked.

"You do know that's a stupid question, right?"

"Well okay, then how did you know where to find me?"

"Alright, I knew you were kidnapped because of the forced entry and the blood on the floor from when you banged your head." I looked at him skeptically. I touched the back of my head to find that it hurt when I put pressure. I looked at my hand and saw that there was some blood "I'm surprised you hadn't noticed sooner because there was a lot of blood and it looked like you had banged your head pretty hard."

"Oh, I guess with everything happening I didn't realize I was hurt." Talking about blood reminded me. "Wait but doesn't the blood bother you…" I didn't know what other way to put it.

"No Kerry I'm fine." He said realizing what I had meant. "I had feed earlier. Besides I could control myself"

It had been an hour and I still didn't know anything about my own kidnapping. We were still in the abandoned train station and I was wondering if we had traveled far from were they found me. What I hate though is that I don't even know where they found me. For all I know they found me a block from my house. I don't even know if were still in Massachusetts.

We've been sitting across from each other while he told me what he'd been up to for the past two years. When I said he should start from the beginning I didn't mean literally. He practically started from where I last saw him two years ago, erasing evidence from Gilbert Marsala's home. He told me how he once again changed his name back to Michel and moved to the next town over and kept an eye on me during the night. Now after finally arriving to the part where I was kidnapped he doesn't want to say anything. It makes me think that he's keeping something important from me.

"Why are you avoiding the specifics about what's happening?"

"Because nothing is really happening except for the part where there is someone after us."

"Ethan come –"

"It's Michel." He said smirking.

"Ethan, Michel, whatever your name is! I need to know what's happening, how can I trust you if you can't even tell me what happened to me?"

"Fine, remember the part where I told you that I've been following you?" I nodded in response. "Well I've been around you so much that I know your scent and even the sound of your heart beat. Point is I followed your scent and when I heard your heart beat I went in and got you."

"And where exactly did you find me?"

He paused before answering. "I found you in Lawrence which is just south of where you live. Right now we're in Maine."

I just stared at him trying to understand what he was saying. He took my hand in his and watched me with cautious eyes. We were in Maine; I don't know why that bothered me. All I wanted was to find out why this was happening. I looked away from Ethan's eyes and asked again.

"Ethan, what's happening?"

"I'm so sorry Kerry. This is my fault."

"What is?" He sighed and let go of my hand.

"His name is Rafael." I looked up at him with uncertainty. "The guy who kidnapped you, he was after you because of me. He wanted me not you and he thought that if he kidnapped you I would come after you."

"Then it was a trap? Why did you come for me if you knew he was after you? Why didn't you just let me d –"

"Kerry, don't say it… I would never forgive my self if something bad happened to you because of me."

"What ever. That coming from someone who saw the pain I was in for two years yet didn't do anything about it." I got up and walked away needing time to think.

"You wanted me to stay away." His voice was right behind me. "You said you needed to stay, so I left like you wanted me too."

"But I didn't want you gone…" I said facing him.

"At first you did want me gone, it was after I was gone when you realized you wanted me with you. But that doesn't really mater anymore because the point is I came after you. Now all we have to do is lay low for a few days. Then you need a new identity and-"

"What, a new identity? Why?"

"Because he knows who you are and if he wants to find you, he can. The best thing to do now is fake your death and create a new identity and a new home for you. You can't ever go back to your house. As a mater a fact, I think your new home is going to be somewhere in Europe, as far away from here as possible."

"No! I'm not going to do that. Besides I can't leave all my stuff, my memories. Not to mention what about my dad and Ian. I can't hurt them more than what I already have."

"You're going to have to. It's either their happiness or your life, either way you're going to be dead to them!" He said raising his voice in a scary way.

I looked away, tears in my eyes. What he said hurt and I didn't want to accept any of it.

"Look I'll have Sam get your important things."

"Whatever, do what you want just leave me alone." I walked away hoping he wouldn't follow.

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I had stayed away from Ethan not wanting to talk to him. I was starting to think that maybe having him in my life like I had wanted was not a very good idea. I was going to have to leave everything I knew, from my home to my family. I know that I hadn't been close with my family for two years but I still love them and even though I don't see them I still talk to them. If I fake my death I wouldn't even be able to talk to them and that scared me. I don't know why, but it did. I was scared that I wouldn't be able to help them if they were in trouble. They might be in trouble this instant.

I thought back to that same fear I had when I'd thought Ian and my father were captured or dead, the panic of seeing the red paint on the living room wall. I shuddered as I thought back to when I found out that Ethan was in fact a vampire. I was stupid and naïve at that age and in a way still am. Though I remember distinctly telling myself to remember the bad Ethan, the one who scared me, the vampire, I can't because despite everything I love him, but that's not something I can tell him. I will never repeat my feelings toward him like I had the last time I'd seen him. I couldn't, I wouldn't.

I was lying on the dirty ground surprised that Ethan hadn't come to find me. I guess its sun out. I thought to myself. I didn't have a watch so I didn't know but that was the only explanation. I didn't know the time and I didn't know whether we would be here much longer but I didn't care. All I wanted to do was go home and lye down on my soft, comfortable bed. My thoughts continued in an unorganized fashion until I fell asleep, dreaming about a vampire with blue eyes and dark hair.

Hey guys, sorry about the long wait but life is not being nice right now. Well here it is. Finally. lol. Please review, I would greatly appreciate it. Things are going to be changing for Kerry so you might want to stay tuned. Sorry once again for the long wait!