Henry could feel the night drawing to its close. The day was creeping along the nerves on the back of his eyes telling him he didn't have much time before he should go and sleep. He was also hungry but he couldn't tell Vicki.
She shuffled beside him checking her feet positions as well on the curbs, 'So are you going to feed tonight?'
Jumping from his thoughts he shook his head, 'I can't feed from you Vicki.'
She sighed, 'Look Henry you need to feed before you sunrise. I'm serious. I won't offer again.'
Chin defiant and hands clasped tightly behind his back he nodded, 'Maybe later.'
He could hear how her heartbeat quickened and her blood sang its own unique song as they picked up their pace and headed to the girls apartment. She wanted him too he could tell. He'd not ever asked but it was something she had mentioned before and her blood was the right age and maturity for his mood that evening. When he was in her company it just felt right. He loved her sarcastic humour, her courage and her sense of determination.
He would only feed from her if he desperately needed too. He was still hoping to feed before he went back to his apartment. The night was still young.
Abby lived at number 24 and as soon as Henry stepped inside the foyer he sensed something was wrong. Stepping in front of Vicki his body tensed.
'Henry?'
'Vampire.'
The single word made her freeze, 'What? Here?'
He shook his head, 'I can't tell…no but one has been here recently.' He was surprised. The hunger crossed his face and Vicki shook beside him. Disappearing up the stairs before Vicki he headed to the landing Abby lived on.
The door was closed but Henry could clearly smell blood and he saw the last few incidents as the door had been closed for the last time. 'Abby isn't here. I can't hear her heartbeat behind the door but I do know that wasn't alone when she was taken.'
'Taken?'
Henry nodded. 'She didn't go happy I smell blood.' His nostrils flared. Scrabbling onto her knees Vicki pulled out her lock picking equipment. Feeling the lock click she opened the door.
The apartment was a complete mess. A small blood trail was on the floor near the door. Looking around Vicki shuffled through some envelopes and paper on the table. There was her diary and some letters and bills but nothing to show where she had been taken.
'Right well we need to know where they went!'
Crossing his arms clenching his jaw he looked extremely tense. 'I'm not your personal bloodhound Vicki.'
Sighing, 'Henry you can sense a vampire. Can't you just pin point where he went?'
Henry tried to mask the hunger but in the light she saw how white his teeth became.
'Look Vicki you know I would help you but I'm…'
'Hungry.'
His chin clenched defiantly, 'I can't.'
'Can't or won't?'
Sighing he listened as her heart beat changed. 'Look it's only if you want me too. I won't pressure you.'
Taking a deep breath she rolled up her sleeve, 'No pressure.'
Instantly his lips were on her wrist. He nuzzled against her wrist softly caressing it with his tongue she immediately tensed up his lips softly caressed and touched her veins. Her blood sang loudly and wildly as he licked her.
His teeth length as the hunger took over. She gasped slightly as his teeth pierced her flesh.
The warm salty taste of her blood welled in his mouth. She tasted better than he thought she would. He could feel himself beginning to lose himself to the call of her blood. Forcing his teeth to leave her skin he pulled away. Licking the skin the wounds closed.
Vicki's eyes were closed. She looked completely sated. He also felt the same feeling deep within him. Although looking at her he loved her more than he realised because he would never have thought simply because she have given herself to him so willingly. Her eyes opened and she smiled. Drawing him close she kissed him. Tasting the metallic tang of her own blood she drew back.
'Better?'
He nodded without meeting her eyes. The act of taking blood from another person was meant to be gratifying for both participants but he wasn't happy.
Pulling down her sleeve attempting to ignore the slight soreness she stood up, 'Ok well we better find her.' Looking back she saw him framed in the dark a perfect shadow of the night.
