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Abby finally awoke to Zoe tugging on her elbow. Abby groaned and rolled over muttering something incoherent, which just served to amuse Zoe.

"I'm hungry Abby," Zoe whispered.

Abby raised one sleepy eye to the girl and mumbled, "What's the time?"

"The little hands on the one," Zoe told her. Abby swung her legs out of bed. This was an early start for her but if Zoe said she was hungry. She didn't resent looking after Zoe. Summerfield had been a good friend to her.

"Couldn't you find King?" Abby demanded only half-hearted. Zoe shook her head. Abby led the way out of the room and collided with something large and solid.

Ageon was just emerging from his room, yawning and ruffling his hair. And wasn't wearing a shirt. Like an embarrassed schoolgirl Abby averted her eyes and when she realised she was being silly she blushed. Ageon was blushing too. He had struck her as shy since the moment she had met him but she was supposed to bold or at the very least mature. How many times had she seen King fully naked and not even batted an eyelid. Not because he wasn't impressive but just because… she just wasn't interested.

"Zoe was hungry," Abby quickly said and pulled the little girl in front of her.

"Sure um I'll be with you in a second. You remember where the kitchen is," and he disappeared back into his room.

By the time he re-emerged in the kitchen he had a shirt on and both were composed. Ageon managed a sincere smile before walking to the fridge and opening.

"Well what is the request," He widened the fried so both the females could look inside.

There were hundreds of eggs. Hundreds of them. Ageon saw their amazed stares and grinned.

"Saved a chicken farmer from vamps. He gives us eggs by the crate!"

"He just sends them here?" Abby asked remembering they were technically in a sewer.

"No we visit him every two weeks. Nice chap actually," his accent made the way he said all that seem more genuine and Abby wondered what it would be like having a normal life and not fighting vampires. Right now owning a small chicken farm sounded like a blissful employ.

"I like Chickens," Zoe piped up, "But I've never seen a real one."

"Well if it's ok with Abby I'll take you out there next time we go out. Invitation extends to you of course," He said turning to Abby. Abby just smiled.

"So omelette?"

"Omelette it is," Abby sat down on one of the chairs. Zoe cheered.

Twenty minutes later all three of them had a steaming omelette on their plates and Abby swore she had never tasted anything so delicious.

At that point Iaz walked in. She looked more relaxed than when they had seen her last. She was followed by a much more disgruntled King.

"Oh omelette," She chirped happily and seized a bit of egg off her brothers plate. He gently slapped her hand away with the flat side of the knife.

"Make your own," He commanded.

"But I can't cook," Iaz pouted.

Ageon rolled his eyes and pulled off a bit of egg and handed it to her, "Would you like anything King."

King shook his head and proceeded to sulk.

"What's wrong," Abby asked dutifully.

"Nothing," He said quickly. He expected Iaz to gloat that she had just kicked his ass but she didn't say anything.

Finally Blade entered. He was taking his medication to keep the blood lust away.

Iaz took his arrival as a sign to get down to business, "All right children. What's on the agenda?"

"Well first I thought a manicure, then perhaps a pedicure, I don't know I'm easy but I think we should definitely end with a facial," King stated suddenly. Blade glared him an Abby groaned but smiles tugged on Zoe and Iaz's face.

"Good to see you aren't heart broken from when I did you over," Iaz grinned.

Ageon spat out his eggs, "you did what?"

"Kicked his ass," Iaz announced every syllable.

Blade was getting frustrated.

"What information do you have?" He demanded curtly.

"None," Iaz admitted.

"Nothing substantial," Ageon corrected, "We know Griey has opened a club for vamps but we have no idea where."

"Those crazy kids love to get their boogie on," Iaz stated.

"Any way we had a meeting with an informant today actually. At around three. Iaz was going. But I suppose with you guys here we could do double the work and interrogate some familiars that have been hanging round Kings Cross," Ageon pitched the plan.

"Ok so we split up," Abby nodded, "Iaz goes and talks to your guy and Blade and I will go check out this kings cross place."

King opened his mouth to demand where he was going when Blade jumped in, "King you're going with Iaz."

"What!" Iaz and King exclaimed together.

Ageon had walked out to the computer room and was coming back with two things clutched in his hand. He handed them both to Blade.

"Camera and computer. Send the info back here so I can analyse it," Ageon said.

"What about me?" Zoe piped up.

"You can stay here with me kiddo and analyse info," Ageon offered, "if that's ok with Abby that is."

Abby paused. She wasn't sure if she trusted the Death twins enough to leave Zoe with them but she didn't have much of a choice. She couldn't take her scouting with them. Besides Zoe was a smart kid.

Abby nodded her reluctant assent.

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"So where are we going?" King demanded.

"To church," Iaz replied and kept walking.

"Is this some kind of obligatory stop off before we drill informants," King prodded not quite understanding why they needed to be walking up the front steps of a church.

"No. The informants a priest. Father Thomas!"

"You still think the Christian shit has anything to do with fighting vampires?" King demanded.

Iaz rounded on him, "One: it IS not shit. And Two: I know that crucifixes and holy men don't fight the war against vampires."

"But father Thomas? Come on!" King drawled.

"Do you have to be so damn cynical about everything? We're all fighting the same war you are fighting so stop whining. It's beyond irritating."

They walked down the aisle towards the altar. There were only a few people here, Sunday mass had finished hours ago.

They walked all the way down and knelt at the altar.

"So what's this father Thomas' story?" King asked.

"Vamp hunter with his wife. When they got his wife his wife he entered the priesthood," Iaz explained.

"How did you hook up with him?"

"Can't remember exactly. Ageon met him first," Iaz answered with a bowed head.

"Iaz? Is that you child?" A deep voice called from the side.

"Father Thomas," Iaz cried and ran over to hug a man who appeared to be in his sixties.

"It's good to see you again. But who is this. Have you come knocking on my door to ask me to marry you and this young man?" Father Thomas joked with a twinkle in his eye.

He always made Iaz smile and filed her with her hope. If there were people like him left in the world then that that made her happy.

"Father this is Hannibal King. One half of the night stalkers," Iaz gestured to the bearded man.

"How are you?" Father Thomas extended his right hand to King.

"I've been better," King replied honestly. Father Thomas smiled at him and King couldn't help but grin ruefully at his own words.

"So what's the latest, Father?" Iaz followed him past the altar and through a side door.

"The club? It's called 'Bloods Thicker' and it's in the vampire district. You know the one," Father Thomas paused to make sure his audience was still following.

"Yeah. Too well," Iaz informed him bitterly.

"It's where Griey is holding up but the strange thing is humans are visiting the club too," Father Thomas reflected bemused.

"Familiars?" King wanted to know.

"No. Just civilians and most are leaving at night and coming back later," Father Thomas' bemusement was shared by all now.

"That's unusual," King mused.

"Is that all you can tell us Father Thomas?"

"I have some advice?"

"Go on," Iaz urged.

"Be careful!"

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Griey! The one that got away. Not just narrow escape away but way away. And that Blade very much irritated indeed.

He didn't have the patience to run around chasing familiars any more. He just wanted to kill the big bad guy at the head of the food chain and be done with it.

He was getting old and eventually he would die from old age and who would fight them then. Abby, King, Iaz and Ageon? Zoe may grow up learning how to defeat vampires too but they weren't day walkers. He may not be immortal but with his vampiric tolerance of gunshots and sword wounds he was a little harder to kill than the others.

This fight was going to be so much more dangerous than anything before. This was about power. Who had the power in the past and who was going to claim it now?

The whole lot of vampires were now rallying to fight for the title Drake.

There must be other contenders for the role that hadn't reached the Death Twins ears but Blade was sure that Griey was going to be the biggest effect.

He was high scale. A lot like Deacon Frost was.

And of all the countries to have a show down in. it had to be this one. It was hot. Ridiculously hot. And Blade was sweating on his way to interrogate familiars.

Abby looked ridiculously comfortable.

Blade was also aware of how they stuck out in this country. In this city! This wasn't his domain. He didn't know how to fight here yet. He had to rely on the guidance of the pups the Death Twins.

He hated relying on anybody but himself.

AN: well I decided to come back after so long. Don't know why. Just felt like I shouldn't leave a story unfinished. Review.

MD666