Author's Note: Hey again guys, short note, as schools' coming up the chapters may be delayed. I can write them most nights it's just uploading them that takes time. I will try to get the up here when I can. Will defiantly be uploading at weekends so stay tuned. Ingrid's chapter is now and next is the Spanish charm, Bertrand! Evil schemes start next chapter!


Summary: Ingrid is awoken by a loud nasally voice and the Count makes a rash decision. Point 1 for the breathers.


Scene 4 (Ingrid's POV)


I was sleeping in my coffin quite happily before being awoken by Renfield's stupid voice yelling 'She's still alive.' I wondered what all the commotion was about so I followed his bewildered voice. I thought perhaps Erin had fallen ill or something but I was not expecting to see a body lying in the middle of the grounds. After some probing from Renfield and Wolfie they decided to drag the feeble human into the archway before dropping her on the floor. She let out a slight groan before she rolled in my direction. I crouched down to look at her.

"She's still conscious. What are we going to do with her?" I stood back up and turned to the count anticipating an answer. "Well," he looked dumbfounded then deadly serious "bring her inside then we shall deal with her." I was quite disappointed with the answer. "We aren't going to have her for dinner?" At this point Vlad quickly distracting the weak human by making an excuse about having her round for dinner rather than draining her. "Don't be too hasty Ingrid." the Count finished before going back inside, cape dragging behind him.

Vlad and Erin followed leaving me with Bertrand, Tweedle dum and Tweedle dee and the breather. I was about to say something witty about the 'guest' before Bertrand offered to carry her. He can be so ambiguous sometimes! One minute he hates breathers the other minute he's offering to carry them! I dismissed this with a scowl then went back into the castle.