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I should try focusing on my other work, but I love this/Adam's Story so much I just want to write more!
On we go!
-VAI-
Ingrid was more responsive, muffling sounds of pleasure as she shook beneath his touch, his body. Now they'd accepted and admitted they weren't stopping, there was none of the previous guilt as they touched and kissed the other more. "I love you" fell from Adam's mouth more than once, the fanged bite mark on his shoulder tingling whenever she brushed her fingers or lips over it. Barely remembering to set his alarm as Ingrid settled back in his arms, Adam only just caught her whisper of "I love you too" as he held her tighter. It felt unbelievably strange to hear his alarm waking him, shaking Ingrid awake and carefully creeping to and from the bathroom, dressing quickly and sneaking out of the front door.
Ingrid pinned him to the wall, kissing him roughly until Adam was panting and shaking against her. "Fuck Ingrid, if you don't stop I'm not going to get my paper round done." Even in the dark Adam could see her smirking, pressing another kiss on him before she 'flitted' off. Shaking his head to clear the haze Ingrid often left him with, Adam climbed on his bike and hurried through his round. Going home, he hurried to change into his uniform and pour coffee down his throat - Ingrid was rarely conducive to a full nights sleep, not that he was complaining.
Erin was early, clearly anxious to see him when he found her at the door in her uniform before George was even downstairs. Glancing to check the room was empty, Adam kissed her in greeting. "You look tired." Adam nodded, realising he hadn't been using his concealer the last two mornings. "Still slept better than I have in months, the dreams have eased off the last two nights." George blinked in confusion when she found Erin drinking tea and eating toast in their kitchen. "How late am I?" Adam smiled as he pushed breakfast at George. "You aren't munchkin, Erin was just early. Ryan's dropped out of school for health stuff, so she's going to walk with us now." George accepted this, getting toast crumbs all over her uniform which their mum promptly brushed off as she passed, already dressed for work.
"Morning Erin, you're welcome of course but why are you here? Is Adam having illicit sleepovers I don't know about?" Adam gave his mum the same explanation he'd given George while Erin chuckled next to him, she was clearly aware Ingrid had spent the night whereas his mother and sister weren't. "George, go wash your face again, I don't know how you get butter all over your nose!" George giggled as she dashed off, full of energy. "Are you heading up to the castle after school? Just so I know whether to come pick you up on the evening?" "Depends on if I'm up to date on my homework, but probably. I'll text you, let you know if George is with me or next door?" His mum nodded, kissing his forehead and then George's when his sister returned before leaving for work.
"Have a good day kids!" "Bye mum!" "Bye Mrs Giles." Erin had been told multiple times to call her Sally when she'd been over for dinner and the twins birthday party, but always reverted back to Mrs Giles. The Branaghs blinked in confusion just like George when Erin opened the door while Adam shoved George's lunchbox in her bag. "Oh hello Erin, are you joining our little walking group?" The blonde girl nodded, walking on Adam's other side when Robin fell into step with them as they headed to Stokely Grammar. "Feels so strange, so much happened over the weekend and now we're just going back to school like nothing is different." Nodding in agreement as Erin sat next to him, Adam felt acute loss as he looked at Ingrid's empty seat.
"You barely saw her what, four hours ago? And you'll see her this evening one way or the other surely?" Erin whispered under the cover of chairs scraping as everyone settled in for the day at school. "Yeah, I guess." Adam struggled to focus on school, his mind still whirring from the weekends discoveries and a deep part of him acknowledging he wouldn't need school now but not wanting to disappoint his mum by letting his grades slip before then. Erin was clearly unable to resist him, pulling him into the empty art classroom it was rather likely they'd conceived a child in while Robin disappeared off to see his girlfriend again. Righting their clothes after, Adam couldn't help smiling slightly at the soft, open expression on Erin's face.
She wrapped her arms around him for a moment, murmuring "I love you" into his shoulder, and Adam found it easier than he thought to return the sentiment. "I don't know how you and Ingrid put up with me though, this whole situation is all kinds of crazy and you two are handling it better than me, when according to television you should want to kill each other at least a little bit." Erin moved to look up at his face, bright eyes meeting his. "I've given up slaying so I can't want to kill her, as for Ingrid I imagine it's a mix of not wanting to hurt you and enjoying watching you stand up to your father with your surprisingly 'Dracula' temper." Chuckling, Adam kissed Erin before checking his watch. "Whoops, break was over ten minutes ago. No way are we going to class now, it'll be so obvious."
"Come on. Nurses office, you can say I was feeling sick. Which is going to likely be true soon." "How... far are you?" Erin looked down between them, her stomach still flat and concealing the strange hybrid child they'd created. "About two months now, I'm surprised I haven't had much sickness yet. Maybe it's a vampire baby thing." Adam shrugged, he had no idea and they headed to the nurses office together. Erin played 'feeling ill' exceptionally well, the nurse casting suspicious glances between them before kicking Adam out. He headed back to class, mumbling about taking Erin to the nurse and ignoring Robin's knowing grin as he sat down. Erin was released by lunchtime, looking mildly confused by the 'lunch' Renfield had made her. "Ingrid swears everything he makes is perfectly safe to eat, and I've seen her eat it herself so you should be fine." Adam even took the inaugural bite, somewhat surprised when the slightly green bread tasted perfectly fine.
By the end of the day Adam was fighting the urge not to just run to the castle, ducking into his house with George to change out of his uniform and waiting to see what his sister wanted to do. "I'm going to the Branaghs, you can take me to the castle tomorrow since mum's at work in the afternoon ghost boy!" Adam nodded, ruffling her hair affectionately as she sped past, offering Erin a quick hug on her way to which the blonde girl laughed. "That girl is a whirlwind, how is so much genius and energy contained in that tiny creature?" "She's growing though, she barely reached my stomach when we moved and now she crushes my ribcage when she gives me a big hug." Making sure he had all his homework things, Adam led Erin out of the house and found his mum returning from work. "George is next door, I'm heading up to the castle."
"Shall I pick you up before or after dinner?" Adam pondered before answering after, he was more concerned about spending time with Ingrid and Erin than he was regular mealtimes. They got a knowing smirk from his mother as they headed off, and Adam remembered the bruise Ingrid had left on his neck that his mum thought Erin was responsible for before. The castle doors swung open to admit them before Adam had even gone to knock, walking through in mild confusion, explaining to Erin why his mum thought she knew something was going on between them. For some reason, this amused Erin greatly and the Count found the two at the table in the throne room, Erin giggling heartily. "Ah, my son. How was your... breather school day? That's a fatherly thing to ask, isn't it?" Mildly confused but nodding, Adam answered briefly. Renfield offered them drinks as he and Erin set up homework, unsure what else to do with himself while Ingrid was evidently asleep.
The Count fired random questions in no comprehendible order about Adam's life, hobbies, interests and family. It was all a little strange, but Adam supposed they had to get to know each other somehow. He asked questions hesitantly back, unsure what was appropriate to ask your six centuries old vampire father when you'd only just met. They'd just gotten to his parents, Dracos and Mrs Dracula when Ingrid appeared, adding "Nobody was ever brave enough to ask what her name was" about what he supposed was his grandmother. She gave their homework a look of distaste, but Adam pointed out at the very least they had to keep up appearances and that he didn't want his grades falling.
"What are you going to say about your hybrid spawn? Are you going to admit to your mother you got your girlfriend pregnant at fourteen?" "Fuck, I hadn't even thought of that." Picking at leftover cake from Ingrid's birthday party, Adam tried to think. "Tell her it's a new sibling, she won't question you spending time with a new baby brother?" Looking up at Erin, the idea had promise. "What do you think... father?" "Yes yes, I suppose that would work. I am irresistable to the ladies, it's not hard to believe I could have more offspring." Biting back a comment as they were relying on the Count's vanity, Adam nodded. Pushing away his completed English essay, Adam took the book on bat transformations Ingrid handed him. "Which part of this am I supposed to be learning? If I'm supposed to pass two or three years of tests in one go, I need to prioritise." "Six steps of bat transformation." Starting a new page in his notebook and making a mental note to keep this hidden, Adam noted down what Ingrid pointed out.
Renfield appeared with dinner, though Adam questioned the validity of such a name for it as he saw the Count eating "mice crunchies" - dead mice in a strange milk sauce with cockroaches. The two non-vampire teens had chips and some kind of meat Adam didn't want to identify but Ingrid promised was fine for them both. It didn't taste terrible so he ate mechanically over a book on identifying blood types. "Right, hypnosis training, that's something you definitely should be able to do before transforming." "Who am I supposed to hypnotise? It won't work on you or Erin will it?" The matter was resolved by dragging Ryan out of his coffin, Erin bravely volunteering to let Ingrid demonstrate on her so Adam could copy. Trying to stare into Ryan's eyes was disconcerting, trying to summon up the power he didn't know how to access difficult.
The 'lesson' was cut short by his mum's car beeping as his phone buzzed to say she was here. Getting a quick nod from Ingrid, Adam kissed Erin goodbye, partly for show to the Count, who would apparently be blissfully ignorant of his and Ingrid's continued... relationship unless they flaunted it in front of his face. Ingrid followed him to the door, kissing him hard in the dark doorway and pushing a slightly dazed Adam out of the door with his bag. "Did you have fun son?" Adam nodded dumbly as he fastened his seatbelt, glad to see the inside of his house as he repeated last nights chat with his mum over a mug of tea, waiting until he thought Erin would go to bed so Ingrid could leave. It was still early when he went upstairs, climbing into the shower again and climbing into clean underwear. Quickly brushing his teeth, Adam peered into the hallway and hurried to his room.
Even now, both Ingrid and Erin bruised and scratched him all over and he still relished it, even though he didn't feel permanently anxious now it still anchored and aroused him. Ingrid was already on his bed when he entered his room, most of her clothes folded on his desk as he dropped his bag to the floor and climbed into bed with her. Adam let her set the pace, Ingrid's desires for soft and sweet or rough and frantic unpredictable until she kissed him. Tonight was slow, quiet breathy gasps the only sounds between them before they spooned together. "George is coming with me tomorrow, she wants to meet you and the Count properly so Ryan needs to be kept out of the way. They think he's dropped out of school for health problems and that's why Erin walks to school with us, that excuse won't hold if she sees him wondering about the castle. Nor do I want him trying to bite her." Ingrid nodded, saying they had 'slayers serum' which knocked out vampires for a few hours, especially effective on new half fangs like him.
"That also means no talk of hypnosis and biting lessons, or bat transformations." Ingrid chuckled, offering to drug their father with the serum too but it would defeat the purpose of why George wanted to go. They settled down to sleep, Adam wondering if his life would become something like Ingrid by night, Erin by day as he fought to piece the shattered pieces of himself back together. He had no paper round this morning, so he contented himself with a few minutes watching Ingrid sleep peacefully before he shook her awake. He was saddened by her dressing again, breathless when she kissed him again, then amused when she winked before actually turning into a bat and flying off towards the castle. Shaking his head, Adam barely remembered to pull on his pyjamas to head to the bathroom, relieving himself and cleaning up for the day before he went back to put his uniform on.
"Me and George will be home before dinner, so don't worry about picking us up. I promised munchkin chicken dinosaurs again." Adam answered his mums question about the afternoons plans, taking her morning coffee and commenting that Adam looked well-rested. The dark smudges under his eyes were once again covered by makeup, but Adam felt lighter than he had in months when he saw Erin at their door. George dragged the girl in and started chattering away, amusing Erin greatly as she accepted tea from Adam's mum. "Is this my new morning routine? Slow absorption into the Giles family through the power of tea?" Adam nodded, winking as he finished his toast. Making sure he had George's biscuit addictions in his bag in preparation, Adam let the girls lead him outside to meet the Branaghs.
He and Erin stole into the library during lunch, piling science books onto a table to hide them reading specifically about pregnancy. Jonno Van Helsing was loitering nearby and Adam realised that they still knew who and what he was minus the Chosen One, they'd only forgotten very specific things. They hurried to hide what they were reading, looking as though they were discussing a biology essay on chromosomes when Jonno finally came over to talk to Erin. She was effortlessly polite, both of them pretending not to notice the dark looks he shot Adam as he asked if she wanted to go to the museum with him that weekend. "Sounds good, didn't you say your sister and her friend wanted to check out the new Egyptian exhibit?" Cottoning on, Adam nodded. "Yeah yeah, you know George. Anything dug up, and preferably not in English and she's happy." Jonno was clearly unhappy about the turn in conversation but could hardly back out now, agreeing to meet them on saturday.
"That was evil, is living there corrupting you already?" It didn't stop him smirking approvingly as they eyed Jonno sulking on his way out of the library, both of them sitting on a bench outside to quickly eat their lunch before the bell rang. "I'd say that was you, but maybe Castle Dracula has some kind of by proxy effect too." "George will probably stay at the Branaghs after the museum, so hopefully I can get away with coming to stay over rather than sneaking around my house for once. Though I don't know where I'll sleep, since you stole my room." Erin winked as they dumped their litter and headed in to class. "I'm sure there's a coffin for you in the crypt, or you could always share mine." They fell silent before anyone could overhear, sharing twitching grins as they got through their next lessons.
George was thrilled to hear they were going to the museum to see the new exhibit at the weekend, gleefully sharing the information with Chloe. "Do you want me to come with?" Adam shrugged. "It's not your sort of thing, but I wouldn't mind us hanging out again. Everything's been a bit crazy the last few days, maybe come round tomorrow and we can play chess?" Robin nodded, smiling as they split into their seperate houses. George was even more amused to hear about Jonno trying to ask Erin out, promising she and Chloe would make plenty of jokes about Adam and Erin dating, even if they weren't (officially anyway). "Ah, my delightfully evil little sister." "Jonno is weird, his dad is always asking Robin strange questions and he looks at me funny sometimes." "Funny how?" "Not like that! Like he's trying to work out if there's something... I don't know, wrong with me." Adam contemplated her words as he got changed, smirking when Erin changed into some of his looser jeans (Erin was slender but had curves to accommodate unlike Adam) and one of his t-shirts, shoving her uniform into her bag and winking as he watched her strip and redress.
"Eyes up ghost boy, behave yourself." Adam nodded, not wanting to answer cheekily in case George overheard. "You look better in Adam's clothes than Adam does, are you sure Adam isn't your boyfriend? You're wearing his clothes!" Adam poked George in the ribs, surprising a giggle from her. "She's coming to the castle to do homework with me, she and Ingrid are friends and it would be rude to leave her in school uniform all afternoon when my clothes fit her." George was still chuckling mischievously to herself as she skipped in front of them, the route to the castle obvious as it was visible over the houses on it's high, winding perch. George looked even smaller amidst the enormous castle doors, both Adam and Erin looking around warily for signs of life, unlife or fangs. "George, this is my father, Mr Count, but you can call him Count if you like." George loved nicknames, regardless of if they were simplistic or not. George waved brightly, looking at the green drink the scruffy servant offered her in curiosity.
"It tastes better than it looks, it's a Transylvanian thing." George sipped it, drinking deeper when she discovered it didn't taste as odd as it looked and pulling out her book on Latin verbs. Shaking his head slightly, Adam and Erin set up their homework books and chuckled when George started chatting animatedly to the dark, evil Count Dracula about how much she loved sunshine and outdoors. George meeting Ingrid was even funnier, Ingrid obviously attempting to play polite if not nice for Adam's sake, but not sure how to deal with the whirlwind of energy that was Georgina Giles. Both vampires looked relieved when Adam stated they had to leave for dinner, kissing Erin on the cheek while George was watching and dragging his bundle of sunshine sister away from his creature of the night sister. "Your dad is so cool, he's like a rock star! And Ingrid is all dark and mysterious, I see where you get the ghost features from!" Smiling fondly at his sister, Adam felt his phone buzz in his pocket. "Dad thinks your sister is hilarious but insane for a breather, which is a big step up from something like she'd only be useful as a portable snack." Deciding not to relay the entire message lest he scare George, Adam informed George that they liked her too which pleased her no end.
-VAI-
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