Nikola hovered over the deer as he finished his nightly feed. The blood lust was slowly becoming manageable as the month past. He felt proud of himself for being able to avoid feeding on the lesser mortals. It was amazing how the world seemed so small now. He was already smart but now with the blood and his gift he soared above expectations of the mere human standards.

Gregory would be impressed after he got over being furious at what he had done. Never the less Nikola knew it would be for the best if he had a plan b. He needed to make sure he never became a hazard to Helen, or anyone else. He knew the risk he was taking by coming back. Seeing Helen and John married with a baby on the way would damn near kill him…well emotionally that is. London seemed dirty. He took a left and headed to the cozy little pub that Nigel had asked him to come to.

John stared blankly at Nikola from across the street as he walked with James. James took notice to Nikola but only pushed John to walk faster. James could barely contain the anger bubbling inside of him. John really messed up; that poor woman that came to him only hours ago still remain on his mind. John had been the one she accused of attacking and brutally raping her.

James needed to know why! Why would John need a prostitute? Why would John attack and abuse a woman? He wondered if Helen was safe. John seemed clueless though as to why James asked him to come to the Yard. James pulled John into the Yard and took him to the back of the building.

"James, why are we here?" John asked calmly feeling the reason in his gut.

James took a moment to check over his shoulder before sighing. "John, you have being accused of attacking and raping a woman."

John forced his face to show concern about such an accusation. "James, this is me you are talking about." John spoke rationally. "Helen and I are expecting, now tell me why would I risk my family?"

James leaned against the wall. "True enough John, just stay away from that district. Please." James didn't want to believe that his friend would do this nor did he. He felt childish pulling John into the Yard for this.

X~x~X

Nikola walked into Gregory's lab. Nikola took notice to the ravishing blonde goddess that stood next to her father. Nikola could feel his heart shattering as he heard three heartbeats, not counting his own. Nikola cleared his throat to make his presence known, forcing a smile when the two doctors turn to look at him.

"Nikola," Helen walked to him and hugged him.

"Hello Helen." Nikola stiffened under her touch; the way she felt, and smelled forced Nikola to pull away in fear he would shift into his newer form.

Helen stood puzzled for a moment before regretting her lack of containment. Of course he pulled away, he knew she was married now and it hurt him. The last night they had together played in her mind. She could almost feel his lips on her skin again. "You look well."

"Yes, well looks are often deceiving." Nikola coldly said glancing to Gregory. "I am interrupting something I can come back later. I just need to speak with your father."

"She can stay Nikola." Gregory moved the books on his desk to the side.

"Gregory I insist that I speak with you alone." Nikola's voice held very sternly.

"I'm should be going now anyways father." Helen looked away from Nikola's cold stare. She grief hitting her; he didn't want her there, even as a friend.

"Helen, please stay." Gregory insisted defiantly.

"Gregory, please…I can't speak freely in front of her." Nikola's words came out sharper than he would have liked.

Helen's lips form a thin line. "Why Nikola because I am a woman?" Helen turned facing him. "Or because I wouldn't go to bed with you."

Nikola clenched his teeth together. She wanted to hurt him, she actually thought this was about her! His anger filled him. He closed his hands into a tight fist as his nails tried to grow. Gregory pulled Helen behind him as Nikola's body language gave warning signs.

"Nikola?" Gregory called to the man he saw changing.

Nikola's eyes faded from blue to solid black, his lips curled showing the points of his teeth. Blood trickled from his hand as his talons pierce his skin. "I didn't want to show you this!" Nikola's voice was deep and booming.

"Nikola what happened." Helen asked holding to her father's arm.

"I did what you could not!" Nikola growled moving towards them. "I took the blood."

"But you weren't suppose…"

"Suppose to what, Helen?" Nikola's body shook as he fought his urges. "Become a vampire."

"Nikola, please" Gregory pleaded. "You're frightening her."

Nikola yurned to him with a look of shame. "Helen, I'm sorry." His voice changed from the dark booming voice to the voice that Helen knew and had grown fond of. "I traced my lineage…and I had vampiric ancestors."

Helen walked to him. "Nikola, I am sorry…I did not mean it."

Nikola walked towards Helen smiling. "Now, now, Helen let's not lie."

Helen sighed. "I just thought-"

"What that this was about you?" Nikola sighed. His rage was no longer boiling in his blood. "I simply want help to control the blood lust."

Helen's face tightened with a frown. He was such an arrogant bastard! Helen walked to her father's research and ignored the pair as they talked. They were talking about possibilities. Helen rolled her eyes and finally interrupted. "Animal plasma would work."

Both men glanced at the blonde whose eyes stayed glued to the paper in front of her. "What?" Gregory asked as the notion played in his head.

"Plasma would work it would not mean killing animal and it can be obtained through any living thing." Helen explained. "But this isn't about me, and I was not the one asked to help." Her voice bitter.

Nikola pouted, "I'm sorry Helen, would you please help me?"

"No." She smirked as she walked from the lab.

X~x~X

John followed a tall, blonde woman to a quiet area just outside of London. Her name was Marie and she was a known whore. He often found himself in her company before Helen and he were married. John walked calmly towards her. His mind thought of all the ways he wanted her.

He would love to ruin her, mainly because she reminded him of Helen. He could do things to Marie that Helen would never allow. The corner of his lip drew into a grin. He could still taste the sweet blonde before him. He closed his eyes to remember how her hands ran across his body, how her nails dug into his flesh; all the pain, all the pleasure.

"My Marie, you are looking ever so lovely." John's word dripped with honey.

"Mr. Druitt…" Marie's words were cut off by John's mouth capturing hers.

Marie gave it the kiss. John was very powerful compared to her and she knew better than to resist this man. He knew how to get what he wanted, and he ALWAYS got what he wanted.