Again I don't own Being Human the BBC and Lord Toby do.

Not much speech in this chapter because I couldn't watch my BH DVD's while I was writing to get people's voices right and I don't really like writing conversations.

Thank you for the reviews hope you like the second chapter, not sure about doing a third one though?

Cutler heard her heart beat speed up as they entered the alley. He could hear the blood pumping through her neck. His mouth started watering and he licked his lips. He pushed the woman up against the wall of the alley. She went to scream but Cutler thinking ahead already had his hand on her mouth.

He moved towards her and for a second their eye's locked. Her fear and desperation bore into Cutler's soul, he knew what he was about to do would be one of his biggest mistakes. If he was any sort of decent human being he would kill himself rather than an innocent woman.

"But you're not a human being any more Cutler you are a Vampire. You're better than them." Hal's voice whispered through Cutler's thoughts and any hesitation vanished.

Cutler's mouth brushed against her skin. His lips made their way along her jaw bone. His tongue licked a pathway from her ear to shoulder. All Cutler could hear was her carotid artery under his mouth, all he could feel was her pulse under his fingers and all he could taste was the sickly sweet blood he knew was just within his reach. With a final lick of her neck ebony ink filled his eyes and his fang's descended.

"Please"

Cutler's hand had moved from the woman's mouth and a single quiet word slipped from her lips. Her voice slammed through Cutler, he began shaking violently. A fight was taking place inside him. The vampire wanted, needed the blood and the rush of the kill but the human remembered a voice similar to the girls, a voice that had put all it's faith in Cutler and trusted him. That voice filled Cutler with love and he threw himself away from the woman until his back was against the opposite wall. He raised his head and looked at the woman that had almost become his first kill.

"Thank you." Her lips moved but no sound came out. The moment seemed to go on forever, the two of them seeing what could have been. Then she was off, running for her life down the alley. Fergus sprinted after her shouting profanities at Cutler as he went.

Cutler sank to his knees; he was trembling all over as the guilt of what he had almost done crashed through him in waves. His wife's face flashed across his eyes, he could feel her disappointment at what he almost did and Hal's disappointment for not going through with it. He felt the whole world crashing down on him as the history maker, the man destined for greatness failed yet again. He belonged to no one, what use is a vampire who can't kill and who would accept a blood drinking human?

His hatred for Hal bubbled close to the surface. Cutler needed Hal and depended on him; he respected and wanted to impress him. But lurking at the back of his mind was the hatred and desire to destroy Hal. Hal had ripped from Cutler his humanity, his decency and his life. So at that desperate moment, when Cutler needed someone to hate other than himself, those feelings were roused and threatened to break free. But before they could Cutler's train of thought twisted in a different direction. His hatred of Hal morphed into a deep loathing of Fergus. He had been there and seen the weakness and the failure. Cutler already despised the man and so the explosion of rage that followed was inevitable. Cutler leaped up and attacked the alley walls. Bins were smashed to bits and rubbish thrown about him. The rage soon ebbed and he collapsed amongst his wreckage.

Sitting cross legged in the centre of the alley Cutler began to cry. Silent tears flowed freely down his face as his thoughts, which were never far from her, returned to his wife. If she knew about the monster he had become she would hate him forever and he couldn't live without her. She was this monster's humanity, kindness and love; if Cutler ever lost her he would cease to live. He would merely exist.

And that's how Hal found him. Tears still shining on his cheeks and mumbling to himself over and over

"Rachel, oh Rachel I'm so sorry. I couldn't do it. I can't do it. I love you. Please don't leave me."

Hal looked down on the mess of a vampire before him. He had approached from behind and Cutler was in such a state he hadn't even noticed Hal was there. Cutler would be punished for all of his now numerous mistakes but now was not the time, the body had to be buried and Hal wasn't going to dirty his hands. He took a step closer so he was standing right behind Cutler and simply said

"I will never leave you."

Cutler span around and a look of terror crossed his face before he regained his composure. Hal smiled at the reaction as he walked away. Before long he heard Cutler's footsteps fall in behind his.

"You'll never leave me?" Cutler's words were almost too quiet for Hal to hear.

"Vampire's lie." Hal thought as he strode down the alley towards Cutler's missed kill.