Hey hey! I got another chapter for you! No spoilers but there is a little more Blutbad in this one for all of you Monroe fans out there. Enjoy responsibly :P

The sound of a car pulling up outside the house opened the floodgates on Nick's fear. A small, ridiculously optimistic part of him hoped that it wasn't Juliet, just someone from across the street. That hope was crushed when he heard the sound of the door opening followed by footsteps and Juliet's voice calling out his name. Nick fixed Angelina with a stare that would have made every single one of his ancestors proud. A warning that deep down, he knew the blutbad wouldn't acknowledge because they both knew that he would have trouble following through on his threat. Angelina leaned casually on the bench behind the door, so that when Juliet walked through she would see Nick, not herself. Angelina put a finger to her lips, a silent warning just as Juliet came bursting through the door.

"Nick!" she screamed, rushing to a kneeling position by his side "oh my, baby. Dear god." Juliet began looking over Nick's injuries. She responded to his hand weakly trying to push her away with mumbled comforts until she noticed one hand clutching his stomach and found the main source of the pool of blood that had formed around him. Immediately she took off her jacket, rolled it up and pressed it onto the wound, earning a shout from Nick. Who, despite the pain he was obviously in was still pushing her, though she couldn't figure why.

"Shh, I'm sorry, so sorry. What happened?" Juliet scrambled to get her phone from her pocket, intending to call for help but Angelina quickly snatched it from her hand.

Nick watched, wishing he could do something, anything! He watched as Juliet spun around to face whoever had snatched her phone just in time for Angelina to crush it between her fingers. Juliet sunk subconsciously closer to Nick who was now pushing her away with renewed distress.

"Who are you?" Juliet asked, realisation flooding her face. Angelina didn't speak, only stepped forward, slow, calculating, mocking. Nick felt Juliet wrap herself around him more, offering comfort to both though neither took their eyes off Angelina. The blutbad prepared to strike and Nick and Juliet's hands joined together, if they were to go down, they would go together. Angelina pulled her arm back, intending to land a fatal blow, but to whom? Nick silently prayed that it would be him and not Juliet, he didn't know what he would do if she was hurt because of him.

"Angelina?"

Everyone's attention was suddenly snatched from the threatening blutbad and to a kinder, much more reformed blutbad.

"Monroe?" Angelina gaped at the man standing in the doorway "what are you doing here?"

"I should ask you the same thing" Monroe's eyes found Nick and he instantly pushed past Angelina and knelt next to his friend. He took a moment to openly gape at Nick's beaten form before turning back to Angelina.

"What have you done? Angelina, how could you? I-I thought you were better than this."

"I was-"

"No." Monroe cut her off, startling the blutbad "this" he looked back to his friend "this is so far beyond wrong."

Angelina appeared to try and think of a way to defend herself, desperate to win back her friend, but Monroe set her with the most disappointed, stunned stare. Monroe could hardly process what was going on, he couldn't believe that Angelina could do something like this. Unless, oh no. He quickly looked back to Angelina, whose face had turned from hurt to wrathful-beyond-reason.

"Angelina, don't" Monroe said gently, a puny attempt to calm the blutbad down. Angelina suddenly launched herself at him, but he was ready and countered, sending her flying across the room. Angelina was up in an instant and looked ready to kill, well, more so than usual. Monroe set her with a grim (I know, I'm sorry, I couldn't resist) glare, a silent warning. The enraged blutbad seemed to weigh her options and promptly ran out the door.

Nick pulled his gaze from the doorway where he had last seen Angelina and to Juliet. She looked fairly composed considering the situation they had just narrowly escaped but Nick could see in her eyes that this would haunt her for a long while, it wasn't just in her eyes, though, it was in his too. Juliet turned to him and he wrapped her in an embrace. Nick tried to feel relieved, he wanted to celebrate, to cheer, but the pain in his stomach made any attempt at a cheer sound more like a groan. Nick's eyes began to feel heavy as he allowed himself to believe that he was far from danger. He was safe now, with Juliet and Monroe, who had come through to help in the end. He allowed his eyes to drift shut and his mind to embrace the darkness.

Okey dokey! Chapter three done. This one was for rainbowbiblefrogs86, thanks for your review. I honestly wasn't sure if I was going to get back to this story but you renewed my love for it! Thanks sooo much I really do LOVE reviews, they make me happy

~Venatrici Out~