Title: Never More

Author: Night Of The Land

Disclaimers: I own none of the characters you recognize, the ones you don't either belong to me or a friend. Alex is mine. All others belong to the fabulous Sherrilyn Kenyon. I will attempt to describe her Hunters but I honestly can not do them justice. If you wish to learn more about the Dark-Hunter go to Mrs. Kenyon's web site. Read the profiles.

Rating: T

Summary: For nearly 11 thousand years Alexandra has lived in the shadows, much like her mysteriously missing bond mate, Acheron. On a very strange night in New Orleans the two are reunited, but Alex does not realize that the mysterious man who saves her life is her bond mate. She and Acheron must reunite before Stryker rips the world asunder.

A/N: Yahoo, I have updated 3 times in one week. Despite the fact that no one is reviewing!!!! C'mon people! Please, they are a fan fiction author's bred and butter. I really love to know what you guys think!!!! Okay, anyway, pleading is over, here goes another chapter…

Chapter Three: Strange News

Nick grinned as he caught the two red handed, or better yet red lipped. He knew there was more happening between them then they let on. There always was with these people. Often he wondered to himself why he chose to get mixed up with all this. But when those thoughts passed his mind, he instantly berated himself for such thoughts.

He laughed at Ash's almost innocent look, as he took his sunglasses back from the girl. Nick frowned when he realized he still did not know her name. "You wanted something?" Ash asked, trying to sound more annoyed then he was. In fact he found the whole thing quite amusing. Espically the light blush that covered Alex's checks.

"Yeah, come watch the news. Adamo's made himself quite a name." Nick said, gesturing out the door and down the hallway towards the living room. "He got himself on national news."

Ash cursed as he pushed past Nick, grumbling, "What as the stupid idiot done now?"

Alex stayed where she was, not quite knowing what to do with herself. Nick held a hand out to her. "Nick Gautier, better know as 'Nick move your butt I need…' fill in the blank."

Alex shook his hand, "Alex Rosakis." She grinned slightly, "Is Acheron really that bossy?"

Nick laughed, "Not him, cher, Kyrian. He's the bossy one. Can't go a night with calling to annoy me or tell me to do something for him." he swept his arm in the direction of the door. "If the lady wishes, I will show her to where Ash as disappeared off to."

Alex grinned; Nick was a lot like his mother, sweet, funny and very charming. "Oui, merci, Monsieur Gautier." She said, and allowed Nick to lead her from the room. They walked down a hallway that was decorated with paintings. The majority of them were of people, she assumed where members of Kyrian's family. Nick led her down a beautiful stair case. She couldn't help it she loved fine architecture. It was her one true joy in life. Hence the reason she lived in New Orleans. The city was one of the most gorgeous she had ever come across.

They entered a living room that was completely dark except for the glow of the big screen TV. Ash stood in front of it, his arms folded across his chest, and he looked as if he was scowling. The news reporter was telling about some even that happened in New York last week involving two celebrities.

"They say anything else 'bout it?" Nick asked as they walked into the room.

Alex looked around. The room was designed for comfort. A large plushy black leather sofa sat in front of the TV, and a coffin sat in front of that. She raised an eyebrow at it, and turned to Nick.

"It's a coffee table." A deep masculine voice said.

Alex jumped slightly as a very handsome, very tall man stepped from the shadows. He was blonde so at first she thought he was a Daimon, but his eyes were as black as coal, so she knew he must be a Dark-Hunter. His lips were quirked into a slight smile, and his hair was hanging around his face.

She let her eyes roam his body, noting the clothing he wore. She mentally rolled her eyes at the sight of his leather pants. Jeez, what is it with the supernatural and leather? The rest of him was decked out in all black, same as any other night dwelling creature she knew.

"A very strange coffee table." She replied smirking at him. This must be Kyrian.

He laughed and nodded, "Complements of Nick."

Alex merely smiled wider. Kyrian turned to Ash. "What has Adamo done now?" he asked, sounding quite serious now.

Ash grimaced slightly, "The idiot's gone and got himself on the national news headlined as 'The Freak of the Night'."

"What'd he do?" Alex asked, moving to stand next to Ash watching the TV screen.

"Apparently he got attacked by some freak group of 'vampire slayers' and he defended himself." He said. Both Kyrian and Nick drew in a sharp breath.

"Dayam he didn't hurt them did he?" Nick asked whistling low.

Ash's eye twitched from behind his sunglasses, as he shook his head. "According to the news people he didn't kill them, just gave them a beating from hell."

Alex shook her head slightly. "Did they hurt him?" she asked.

Ash turned to look at her. "Don't know, but I've got a call in to his squire. And the phone should be ringing about…now"

A cell phone started ringing right as he said 'now' causing Nick to jump and curse. "Dude you really freak me out!" he said putting a hand over his heart.

Ash gave a slight half laugh, as he answered the phone. "Beth, what's the deal?" he asked into the phone.

He cocked his head slightly as he listened. "Tell him to keep his ass in the house 'till I get there, and to turn on the television, he should be quite proud of himself." He said narrowing his eyes. He listened to something the teen aged Squire had to say, and he did not look happy. "Tristan or one of the others can handle it, keep him inside, Bethany, and away from people, last thing we want is a Dark-Hunter hunt lead by freak scientist hoping to get his article in the Daily Science or what ever the hell these people do…. Yeah I know I'm a real bastard, but so is your boss, for God's sake Beth, keep him safe." With that said he hung up.

"Not listening?" Kyrian asked, looking concerned.

"Teenagers, what is a guy suppose to do with them?" Ash replied wearily, tucking his phone back into his front pocket. He turned to Alex, who had been standing by merely watching everything that was going on. With a sigh, he tore his eyes away from her. Gods how he wished he could just spend the rest of eternity watching her. "Nothing more can be done here. Only thing we can do is get Adamo out of there, as quick as possible. So I've gotta go see if I can't do something about that. Catch you guys later." He told them before he headed for the hallway and the door.

Alex chased after him. She grabbed his arm, pulling him to a stop. He turned to face her, his face grim, as if he knew what she was about to say. "You're just going to leave, with anything said to me?" she asked, sounding as if she could not believe it.

"Alexandra, I'm a Dark-Hunter, we don't have families. We don't have significant others. We are eternally alone." He told her as gently as possible.

"A good bye would be nice though, don't you think? After nearly eleven thousand years, it the least you could do." She said, blinking the tears from her eyes, bowing her head.

"Alex," he said cupping her head in his hands, forcing her to look up at him, "All good byes do is cause more pain. So I am not saying good bye, because we will see each other again, I have no doubt. I'm going to tell you that Nick will take you home, and then I'm going to walk out that door." He leaned down a placed a gentle kiss on her brow, before he walked out the door.

Alex stood stock still as the door snapped shut behind him and the sound of a motorcycle starting came from out side. "Always the same, you'll never change will you Acheron? Not even a passing glance. I don't know why I do, but I…" she choked on the next words, "Love you."

Nick stood in the door way watching Alex, for someone so filled with light she seemed extremely sad. He wasn't sure of their past together, but something must have gone wrong between them for such an abrupt leaving. He walked to her side, and placed a hand on her shoulder. "What me to take you home?" he asked.

She nodded slightly, "Thank you, Nick." She said, as she followed him to the garage, trying her best to put Acheron out of her mind.