A/N: I do not own the rights to any of the characters from the Southern Vampire Mysteries or True Blood. Read, review, & enjoy! ^-^

We've been here in Bon Temps for two weeks now. Nick decided to rent an old plantation house, about seven minutes from the only bar in this little town. I only know this because that's how long it took to get there. That shows you just how small this place really is.

The house is fully furnished and as old as it may be, the owner kept it well maintained. It's a two story home with four bedrooms, four bathrooms, a living room, a den, a huge kitchen with pantry, a dining room, and a basement.

I wouldn't want to know what might be down in the basement, bodies, maybe? That just gives me the creeps knowing its there.

I took the bedroom downstairs, being the second largest room of the four with a private bathroom.

I would've drove myself crazy if it wasn't for my violin giving me something to do. We couldn't go anywhere without Nick and that's if he approves. I mean, seriously?

How much trouble can we possibly get into in this town?

"I need a job." Amy complained as she threw herself on my bed. "This place is so boring! And its ridiculously hot!"

I stopped playing and put my violin down next to me, "I know there's gotta be some kind of lake or something. I mean its Louisiana for crying out loud." I threw my legs on the side of the bed, "There isn't much to do here. But there is Merlotte's." I said, glancing back at Amy.

She grunted, "I am going to die of boredom!" she rolled onto her back and looked up at the ceiling, "I don't think I can stand to be there with the local drunks. They stare at us like we're fucking aliens!"

I laid down with my head next to hers, "When he said small town, I didn't think the town was this small with shit to do." I said laughing, then I turned to face her, "Hey, you don't know some kind of spell that could put him to sleep for a few hours?" I sat up, "That's all we need is a few hours right?"

Her grin widened, "Oh you are genius!" she said as she bolted from my bed and out the door. I was right behind her, hot on her trail, closing the door behind us.

"What are you two doing?" Nick was downstairs working.

I peaked my head out, "Nothing. Just playing…tag." I closed the door and laughed.

"Tag? Bella, how old do you think we are? He wont fall for that lie." Amy shook her head as she brought out her book of spells. "I hope this works."

I sat at the edge of the bed, watching her work her magic, speaking in what I think was Latin. I could be wrong. She lit a candle and smiled.

"Go check on him." she said, grinning.

She placed the candle in the middle of a pot of water on the floor right below her window.

I was actually shaking as I took each step down the stairs. I didn't know if it worked. And if it didn't then we would be in big trouble.

Huge!

"Nick?" I whispered as I peaked into the living room. "Can we talk about…something?" I slowly walked to the chair he was in, his back was facing me. "Nick?" I called again, a little louder this time. No answer.

Maybe it did work.

I peered around the chair to see him sound asleep with his coffee on his lap instead of in his cup.

Oh he's going to be mad when he finds out about this. I smiled to myself. Serves him right for keeping us here in this bum fuck town. Guess we better make this night worth it. Once he wakes, who knows when we will see daylight again.

As I headed halfway up to Amy's room, I remembered that he had the keys to the truck. Most likely it was in his pants pocket.

I bit my bottom lip, hesitating whether or not I should be the one to get them. After about two seconds, I decided to just go for it.

If he wakes up, well, let him think what he wants.

I stood in front of him, patting down the sides of his jeans. I could feel the keys.

Perfect!

I stood to the side of him and slipped my hands in his pocket, retrieving the keys.

"Yes!" I said as I ran back up to Amy. "It worked!" I was literally jumping up and down with her.

"We better get ready, and fast!" she said smiling, "Or at least before he wakes up!

It took us about thirty minutes to get ready. Hair and make up, check! Dark washed jeans shorts, grey tank top, black vest, and cowboy boots, check! I was ready to go, with my long wavy locks that now reached to the lower part of my back, Hollywood perfect makeup, and a semi casual outfit. Amy, on the other hand, decided to go a little over the top, hair in an up-do, a few locks framing her face and wearing a very short black tube dress with stilettos.

Or shall I say 'fuck me shoes'.

"How does this spell work exactly?" I asked as we got in the truck.

"Well, he will remain in his slumber until the flame goes out." she smiled, "So drive fast."

We pulled up to Merlotte's, it was slow like usual.

Some night out.

"Well, its about time you girls showed up again." the waitress smiled. She had brown hair and green eyes. She was beautiful with a big smile and dimples. This waitress had on the shortest shorts I've ever seen and her shirt was pretty snug fit, revealing her curvy figure. Her name tag said Dawn.

"What can I get ya?"

Amy looked up, "You know of a club or something around here?"

I laughed softly. Fat chance they have a club in this small town. This was as good as it gets.

"Not here in Bon Temps, darling. But I know a club in Shreveport." she said smiling. "You just might like it."

"What time you get off?"

Dawn looked at the clock on the wall, "In about an hour."

I smiled. Well, if we had to wait, might as well get something to drink right?

"Hey, while we're waiting, bring over two long island iced teas and two shots of tequila."

She winked at me, "I like your taste." she jotted down our order and put her hand out, "Names Dawn."

I shook her hand, "Bella and this is my friend Amy."

"Ya'll ain't from around here huh?" she asked, looking from Amy then back to me.

"No. We travel quite a lot. Not really from anywhere." I said instantly.

I didn't want her knowing too much if anyone decides to pop up asking questions about us.

"Alright then. Welcome to Bon Temps. I'll be right back with ya'lls order." she said walking back toward the bar.

As she did, I noticed her ass was practically hanging out of her shorts. Guess she could use something like that with that body.

I wasn't fat, but I wasn't stick thin either. I stood at five seven and had the shape of an hour glass with full C cups. I had long jet black hair and turquoise blue eyes.

I never had a problem with my weight, at least I didn't think I did. I've always been curvy since I was fifteen. And when I wanted to be a ballet dancer, I was told that I was too fat. 'Fat girls don't fly as high as thinner ones do.' Well excuse me for having tits and ass! But that didn't stop me from doing what I loved to do. I continued to dance among other things.

We drank two long island iced teas and three shots each by the time Dawn got off of work. We even managed to turn down the men who was drunk enough to approach us. With their thick accents and drunken slur, it was nearly impossible to understand them anyway.

"You ready to go?" Dawn asked, pulling her bag over her shoulder. "Follow me to my house first alright? I want to change."

"To your house it is." after paying the bill, we got in the truck and followed her to her house.

"Come in." she told us as she went up to the door, "I think I got something in here for you too." she smiled.

Her house was small but cozy. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to her room. Amy took a seat on her couch.

"What size is your feet?" she asked while she sifted through her closet, "Those boots are cute but we are going to a club, honey. You need something more…mouth watering. Oh and I got a top you could fit."

I looked at my outfit, I didn't see nothing wrong with what I was wearing.

"Um, I'm a eight and a half."

She handed me a black laced halter top and four inch stilettos.

"This club is not like one you been too, darling. So, the hotter you look, the better."

I nodded as I took off my vest and tank top, "You have a strapless bra?"

She laughed, "Oh honey, you don't need a bra. Trust me." she said as she undressed.

I looked at the top, I guess this could give my breasts enough lift. I took off my bra and slipped on the top. Then I took off my boots and slipped into the stilettos. Staring at myself in the mirror, I noticed how this small change actually accented my curves. Dawn just might be my new friend. I made a mental note to go shopping for new clothes.

She touched up on her makeup, slipped into a fitted, red halter dress, and matching stilettos and now we were ready to go.

"Get in my car. I'll drive." she said as she got in the drivers seat. We weren't about to complain since we had no clue where this club was.

"Fangtasia?" Amy and I said simultaneously.

There was a line outside and you could hear the techno music pouring out from the club. A woman was at the door. I laughed at the thought.

Were these people crazy or just plain dumb?

The smarter thing to do would be to have a man work the door. But then again, if this was a small town, how much could possibly go wrong?

"Don't worry. They wont bite." she laughed as she got out, "If you don't want them to anyway."

Huh?

I got out from the car and followed Amy and Dawn toward the entrance. Then it hit me. Bite. Vampires. This was a vampire club!

Awesome! I never met a vampire!

"Who's your friends?" said the blonde woman at the door.

She was awfully pale but she was still beautiful with powder blue eyes. She was wearing a tight black leather mini dress, thigh high boots, and a leather choker with a chain hanging.

Was that a collar with a leash? Kinky.

"Bella and Amy." Dawn said smiling. "They're new in town."

"ID's." she told us. If she was a vampire, she was definitely a bored vampire. Raising her eyebrows as she checked our ID's (Nick gave us new ID's) "You two don't look like sisters."

We had the same last name, Andrews.

I smiled, "Cousins."

She rolled her eyes as she handed us back our ID's and waved us in.

I was curious to know what she thought about our ID's. Maybe she knew they were fake. But she was a vampire, how would she know something like that?

Why would she care anyway?

I decided to take a peak into her brain as we walked pass her. Nothing. I stopped and turned back to look at her. I tried again, still nothing. She was…blank. No brain waves, her brain was simply empty.

How fascinating is that?

Before I could continue my train of thought, Amy grabbed my arm, "Bella, stop day dreaming."

As we walked in, the first thing I noticed were the dancers. They were in a caged platform and moving in ways no human could ever manage. Hips thrusting and spines moving like a snake, rotating lower toward the ground, I knew they weren't human at all.

We took a seat at the bar and ordered long island iced teas. I glanced around the club, red walls and red and black furniture.

I wonder if the vampire's favorite color was red.

The employees wore leather everything, mini skirts, dresses, tight pants, even a leather thong?

Dawn was right about one thing, I never been to a club like this.

"What ya'll think?" Dawn asked, taking a sip of her drink, "You have been to a vampire bar before right?"

We shook our heads, "This is the first." Amy said.

I noticed that at the back of the club was a stage. On that stage was a thrown like chair. But that was not what got my attention. Oh no, no, no. It was the blonde man sitting in the chair. He appeared to be texting.

I smiled. Guess they were more modern than I thought.

I did a full body sweep, he was jaw dropping gorgeous with his long blonde hair, blue eyes, long legs, and big hands.

He put the phone in his lap and laced his fingers in front of him, looking out at the crowd. His eyes swept over the crowd and then back to his phone.

"Who's that?" I asked, nodding toward the stage.

Amy and Dawn turned around to see who I was referring to.

Dawn laughed, "Oh don't waste your time with him, darling. Sit and watch. You'll see soon."

I took a sip and nodded, "Is he a vampire?"

She winked at me, "Oh yeah."

A man sitting at the table closest to the stage, slipped from his chair and started crawling toward the stage. Seemed like he was trying to be enticing, like how a stripper would crawl toward the man at the edge of the stage on all fours.

Dawn squeezed my leg, "Take this as a warning honey. They don't mess around." She nodded toward the vampire in the throne who was watching the man, still on all fours, like he was a bug that he wanted to squash. "They call the shots. You play by their rules." she leaned in close, "Otherwise, don't play at all."

I couldn't tell if the man on the floor was even saying anything, he had his back to us. Suddenly, that man went flying across the room, slamming his head on a chair.

I flinched. Did I miss something? How the hell could he fly that far?

The only one close enough in contact was the vampire on the throne. No, that's not possible...is it?

I gasped, "Oh my god." I jumped off the stool and was about to rush to his side to see if he was okay.

Dawn quickly grabbed my arm, "When you're in here, you don't see or hear anything darling." she put her drink down and smiled, "Lets dance." she said, pulling me toward the dance floor instead as she rotated her hips to the music.

I glanced at Amy, who acted as if she didn't just see what happened. She caught on fast. Instead, she ordered a shot and took it before joining us on the dance floor.

I closed my eyes and began grinding and thrusting my hips to the rhythm, drowning out what just happened.

See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil. Got it.

I felt arms wrap around me from behind, curious, I opened my eyes and looked back to see Dawn with Amy behind her. The three of us moved together in tune.

Then I turned to face Dawn and wrapped my arms around her neck as we continued to grind in rhythm to the music. Her hands gripped my waist and pulled me closer to her, closing the small gap between us. Which, by the way, wouldn't be considered even a gap.

No, we weren't lesbians, we were just dancing. It was normal for me to be this intimate on the dance floor with females. That's how all my girlfriends danced, sometimes we did this to tease the men.

It gets them every time.

When the song ended, switching to another but with a slower beat, I decided to head back to the bar to cool down, leaving Dawn and Amy grinding on the dance floor.

I gulped down my drink and ordered another. While I waited, I glanced around, looking for the man that went flying through the air.

He was nowhere in sight. I closed my eyes and focused on whatever brain activity I could hear. Every one of these people here had one and only one thing on their minds, they sure as hell wasn't here for the drinks or music.

Sex, sex, and more sex.

Different positions, different toys, multiple partners and restraints.

Damn they were kinky.

I shook my head and opened my eyes smiling. Being here for about ten minutes, I realized a few things, vampires love red, violence, and sex. Not the prettiest picture for someone like me.

Guess there was more to the small town after all. I reached for my drink and took a sip. Maybe I could get use to this, maybe.

I glanced up to see the man on the stage watching me. Our eyes met for two seconds, then he turned away. He bent his head toward the woman from the front door. I didn't even see her walk on stage.

When did I miss that?

She nodded and straightened up with a smirk on her face. She mouthed something to him and he nodded in response.

I wondered if they were together, I mean they were a perfect match, both were beautiful blonde vampires.

Could they feed off of each other or was that like cannibalism?

I shook that thought from my mind and smiled. I think I had one too many drinks.

I turned around to put my drink back on the bar and felt a hand seize my arm, my head spun around so fast, I was ready to punch whoever this was that had the nerve to grab me like this.

My eyes followed the hand that was connected to- "Nick?"

He had fury burning deep in his eyes, "Lets go." I tried to pull my arm from his grasp, but he just tightened his grip, "Don't make a scene. Get Amy and lets go." he pushed me out of his grip and walked out.

Who the hell does he think he is?

I didn't hire him so I didn't have to put up with his bullshit. I paid the tab and found Amy on the dance floor.

"Guess your spell wore off. He's here." I pinched her arm, "And he's pissed." I whispered in her ear. I turned to Dawn and gave her a hug, "Thank you. I had fun but I really have to go." I said pulling away, "Maybe we'll stop by the bar sometime."

She smiled, "Yeah, sure honey. No problem." she looked at my arm, "You sure you okay?"

I shrugged, nodding. I glanced at the red hand print I had on my arm from Nick's iron grip, "Yeah. I'll be fine." I kissed her cheek.

Amy frowned, looking down, "I'll be out in five minutes." I waved as I walked out of the club.

I wanted to rip his damn head off for making such a scene.

I saw Nick standing by the truck.

His truck! How did he know where to find it? Wait, I still had the keys in my pocket, how did he start it? Hold on, he left a damn mark on my arm. That will be one hell of a bruise later.

I walked up to him and punched him in the stomach, "You asshole! How dare you grab me like that!"

Ignoring that punch, he pushed forward, "What did the two of you do? You know that with you both being here could've easily blew our cover?" he growled, "I am trying to keep you both alive Isabelle! And you're here trying to get yourselves killed!" he turned around and kicked the tire.

"We are stuck in this small ass town with jack shit to do! Locking us up and keeping us from the real world is the biggest mistake you could possibly make! What the hell did you expect?" I laughed, "This…us being here in this small town is a mistake and you know it." I shook my head, "What do you want from me?"

"I want the two of you to act like grown women who at least knows which way is left. I want the two of you to know that this isn't the time or place to run free." he said, turning around and facing me. He paused for a few seconds and then he grabbed me by my arms, gently this time, and pulled me close enough so that we were face to face, centimeters away, "Your life is on the line and I cant help you if you don't let me."

I couldn't breathe. I could feel the frustration dying between us and replacing it was something else.

I think…temptation, but sex was the furthest thing from my mind.

I don't know why but I just wanted him to hold me. I wanted to run my fingers through his hair. I wanted to tell him that we weren't handicap idiots. But I knew that was over stepping the boundaries.

Instead, I wiggled out of his grasp, and gulped, "I'll get Amy."

"No." he shook his head, running his fingers through his hair, "I guess I couldn't keep you two locked up forever. Let her enjoy tonight." he looked up at me, "You go ahead too. Have fun, just…don't get yourselves into anymore trouble." He said, looking down at his feet, he seemed to struggle with those last words.

I smiled, he was giving us an inch of freedom. I knew this was killing him, not being able to keep an eye on us here, so I decided that it would be easier on him if he only had to worry about one of us.

"Wait for me? Please?"

His head jerked up, "You're not staying?"

I laughed and jogged back toward the entrance, "One is enough to worry about right?" I yelled as I entered the club.

I glanced around, the blonde guy was no longer in his throne. In fact, I didn't see him anywhere in the club.

I found Dawn and Amy at the bar, taking shots. "Slow down."

"Why? I am so dead, might as well take two at a time."

I laughed, "Stay. Have fun. Make sure you get home safely."

Amy looked up at me, "Are you serious? He doesn't care we're here?"

"He cares, I think. But since you're here, might as well enjoy it right?"

"What about you?"

"I'm going home. But you stay, have fun."

She grinned, "You're up to something, I know it." she said shaking her pointer at me, "You're going to fuck him aren't you?"

I gasped, "Amy! Oh my god! You've had way too much to drink." I shook my head and smiled, "I'm going home because I don't need him pulling his hair out worrying about both of us. At least with me there, he only has to worry about you." I kissed her cheek, "Stay out of trouble. And no biting." I winked at her as I walked back out.

The drive back was awkward, pure silence, silent as far as either of us speaking goes. The liquor in my system had weakened my shields, giving way a conversation Nick was having with himself.

I closed my eyes, trying to ignore him, but it was hard, given the small, confined, and very limited space. Plus it wasn't any easier since Nick was a clear broadcaster. Funny thing is, he growled in his thoughts too.

As soon as the truck stopped, I literally ran to the door. If I was a bit more tipsy, I would've kissed the very ground I stood on, that's how grateful I was to be out and away from his seeping thoughts.

If you thought women were bad, tonight, if it wasn't for his deep voice, he would almost sound as bad a woman, over analyzing everything.

It really was just a one night stand and I didn't want to jump into a relationship, not right now anyway. The timing couldn't be worse.

I don't want to keep bringing up what happened between me and Ryan, but this is the main reason why I don't want anyone, not even Mr. Mystery.

I know it will take awhile for me to get over the fact that the two people that I loved so much, betrayed me in the most unforgivable way. I cant help but wonder if the guy after Ryan might do the same thing.

Boy, he really did a number on me.

I turned around with my hands on my hips, waiting for Nick to hurry up and open the door.

What the hell?

He was just standing there by the truck with his door still open, gaping at me.

Aw crap, another awkward moment! Maybe I shouldn't have ran from the truck the way I did. Oh to hell with it.

I walked back to him and stood there, eyeing him, trying to figure out where the keys to the house were.

Aha!

As fast as I could, I dug in his left pocket, gripped the keys and pulled out. It was hard to make out if this was the house keys since it was dark but it was.

Great!

I looked up, Nick was more confused than ever.

"Oh come on, we are past this molesting stage." I said smiling, "Nick, baby, I just wanted the keys. Don't worry, I wasn't feeling you up." I winked at him before trotting off and into the house.

I tossed the keys on the couch and ran to my room, closing the door behind me.

Shit! Was I hitting on him?

I backed up toward my bed, staring at the closed door.

No, I wasn't…I think.

I sighed.

Aw shit, I cant believe I said that to him. He definitely thought that I was hitting on him. I know it.

I unbuttoned my jeans shorts, and pulled down the zipper. Maybe subconsciously I was hitting on him. I let the shorts drop to my feet, and stepped out of them. Then I bent down, took off Dawn's stilettos, and tossed it to the side.

I climbed on my bed and stared at the ceiling. I know I wanted him, there was no doubt in my mind. But it wasn't fair to him, using him for sex, that was just wrong.

I smiled, okay, it wasn't that wrong, I know men do it all the time. Since when was it a crime for a woman to do what men have done all these years?

Back to earth Bella.

I closed my eyes, I knew I couldn't do that to him, he deserved better than that. And what if he wanted a relationship?

Wrong, he doesn't. Remember? 'Its just business'.

I jerked up at the same time my door opened.

Wow, our minds were more in tune than our bodies!

Nick stood there with the door open, gripping the doorknob. I didn't know if I should tell him to leave. But I didn't want him to go. Maybe it was the liquor talking…stop using liquor as an excuse.

No, it wasn't the liquor. I been wanting this, I just didn't want to admit it to myself, I couldn't.

He closed the door behind him and walked to my side of the bed, taking off his shirt and tossing it on the floor. Fire lit his eyes.

Oh yeah, we both want the same thing.

I was afraid to look up.

Get a grip Bella.

I looked up slowly, his eyes met mine. Denial and resistance flew out the window, replacing them were pure, undiluted desire. Still holding my gaze, he began undoing his belt.

I backed up further on the bed, keeping eye contact. I could see hunger behind his fire lit eyes. He has been waiting for this as long as I and I wasn't about to deny entry, literally.

We're definitely doing this again.

He grinned as he unbuttoned his jeans, slowly sliding down the zipper. I bit my bottom lip.

Damn he was sexy as hell!

I could feel my appetite rising, I wanted him whole, mind, body, and soul. I wanted him to fill me, claiming me, even if it was only for a brief moment, I wanted to feel desired, craved. I wanted to be his for tonight, just a few hours.

Was that a lot to ask for?

I untied my top and lifted it over my head, tossing it to the side. I leaned back on my hands, watching him as he pulled down his jeans and boxers in one swift movement.

Then he crawled closer to me, his hands sliding up my legs. I threw my head back and closed my eyes, letting out a soft moan. I felt heat radiating from between my thighs. I was wet and ready for him, ready for him to take me, fill my center as he had done a few times before.

He gripped the sides of my lacey boy shorts and pulled them down slowly. He barely touched me, caressing me for seconds at a time, but I could feel my libido on edge, nearing my peak.

Was this even possible?

I have never climaxed without constant physical contact.

I bit my lip and closed my eyes as he parted my legs. I let the rest of my body collapse on top of the bed, turning my head to the side as I slid my hands up to cup my breasts. I imagined his hands all over me as I circled my nipples until both were fully erect. I wanted to end this torture and feel him pressed deep within me. I slid my hands slowly down the center of my body and parted at my thighs, pausing. I opened my eyes, meeting his gaze and clawed my thighs back down.

His breathing quickened as he gripped my ankles, pulling me closer to him. Slowly caressing my calves, working up to my thighs, his gaze left mine, sweeping over every inch of me, taking me all in. I have been undressed by the eyes before, but this was a whole new ball game. This was a delectable eye fuck and I was loving every minute of it.

He smirked in the most sexy way possible. He wasn't even trying to be sexy, he just was. He lowered himself above me, holding his weight with his left arm, he parted my folds with his right hand, slowly slipping his fingers in, shallow at first, then deeper. I bit my bottom lip again as a moan escaped from my throat. I don't think I'll be the same person when this is over. He is taking me for one wild ride and all I want to do was scream his name.

I reached up and gripped his hair, pulling him into a ferocious kiss. His tongue massaged mine, tumbling and turning, wild like the ocean as he continued his thrusting motions between my thighs. I pulled away and shuttered as I towered over my orgasm. The room began to spin, I arched my back, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as I moaned his name.

"Nick."

He shook his head and removed his fingers, replacing the emptiness between my thighs was his rock, hard shaft.

"Dominic." he growled as he filled me to capacity and then some.

Did he want me to say someone else's name or was he calling out someone named Dominic?

I closed my eyes.

Shit! He's gay! Oh please, say it isn't so!

I tried to breathe, as he pounded into me with hard, smooth strokes. I wrapped my legs around his waist and arched my back, lifting my hips up to him.

He cant be gay, he is doing one hell of a job fucking my brains out. If he's not gay, then he's probably bisexual. That would only make sense.

He lowered his mouth to my right breast, biting, pulling at my nipples.

I let out a soft moan, "Oh Nick."

He growled and lifted his head, "Dominic." he said as he continued to deepen his thrusts.

I frowned, okay, this was turning me off, way off. Its one thing to call out a girl's name, but come on!

Dominic? Are you serious?

He sensed my withdraw and slowed down, still within me. He placed his pointer under my chin, turning my face toward his.

"What's wrong? Am I hurting you?"

I shook my head, "No."

"Well, what's wrong?"

I bit my bottom lip and closed my eyes, this was so embarrassing.

"Tell me, Bella."

I peaked through my right eye, he was waiting for a response. I grunted, fluttering my eyes open, "You keep calling out Dominic." I sighed, "Is that your thing or something? If it is, then its cool with me. Just…I don't want to hear his name while you're with me…in me."

He cocked his head to the side and gawked at me. Confused, he started to speak, but closed his mouth. He literally was speechless.

Oh great, I ruined the moment.

Nice Bella. Two thumbs up!

I gently pushed against his chest, praying he would get the picture.

Still confused, he rolled onto his back, now gaping at the ceiling.

I rolled my eyes and climbed under the sheets, "I think you should just go." I finally said and hid my face under the sheet.

Suddenly, he burst into laughter.

Laughter! How the hell can he lay here, on my bed and laugh at me!

Desire to be fucked by him was replaced by fury.

He pulled down the sheet, "Bella, look at me."

"No. Just go away."

His laughter subsided, "It took me a minute to understand you. But listen…" he said, gently gripping my chin, forcing me to look directly at him, "I was telling you to call me Dominic." he frowned, "I wasn't calling out another man's name. I'm attracted to women, and women only." he chuckled.

I tried to gather my thoughts, confused, I asked, "Why would you want me to call you Dominic?"

"Because that's my name."

I was confused now more than ever. "But you said your name was Nick."

He grinned, "It is, well that's my nickname. My name is Dominic, Nick for short."

"Oh sugar." I lowered my head, embarrassed. I think dying would've been easier than being this incoherent. "I'm sorry, Dominic."

"So, where were we?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. He pulled away the sheet and gathered me in his arms as he laid with me. He kissed my cheek, "I love to hear my name on your lips. Say it again."

I looked up and smiled, "Dominic." I moaned out his name which really flicked his bic.

We picked up where we had left off, faster this time. It was as if we never stopped, embarrassing moment evaporated. He squeezed my hips, lifting me up to him, deepening his thrusts. I breathed his name as he laid his head on my chest. I ran my fingers through his hair, gently pulling, then I slid my hands down his neck and clawed at his back.

He filled me like no other, tipping me over the edge, yet again. My breasts pounded against his chest as he thrust harder, faster. I screamed out his name as he plunged in deeper into a frenzy. Reaching an intense peak, my body abruptly released spasm after spasm as Dominic filled my insides, claiming every inch of me.

He slowly came to a stop and kissed me softly, collapsing next to me, he let out a sigh. Sex with Dominic can be addicting, I wanted to have him again. I turned onto my stomach and faced him. He met my gaze and sat up with his back against the headboard.

"I know I said I wanted this to be strictly business." he said, slipping under the sheet, "But I was wrong. I knew deep down somewhere that it was going to be impossible, especially since things were already complicated."

"Why do you think this is a bad thing?"

Okay, moment gone. This conversation just took the wrong turn. Damn!

"I didn't say that."

"You don't have to." I said sitting up. "I can hear it in your voice. The unspoken, hidden meanings. Am I really that complicated?"

"Its easier to do my job if there aren't any involvements with my assignments." he frowned, "I'm going to find someone else to take over this case in the morning."

I scoffed, "Oh so that's it? You get one good fuck before you leave?" I jolted from the bed, "If you were planning on leaving, why bother with all this?" I turned around before I stomped off to my bathroom, "You trust someone out there enough to reveal where we are? The one place you tried so hard to keep us hidden in?"

"Catalina is the only one I trust. We have ancient history between us."

I looked back, wow, that hurt more than I expected it to. "How do you know that she isn't apart of this conspiracy theory of yours? How do you know that someone on the very council you work for, hasn't already betrayed you? That popping assassin didn't know about the Weres and neither did the council. Did you?" I took his silence as a no. I shook my head and headed to my bathroom, closing the door behind me. "Think about it Nick, Dominic, whoever you are. That assassin guy sure as hell didn't expect us to have company. I'm not even sure Amy's father knew about the Weres himself." I said as I turned on the shower, "Who knows who's really involved." I said stepping in the shower, closing my eyes, I let the water wash over me. I continued, "At this point, I don't care anymore. If I die, then I die." I paused, if anything, with me dead, my father will be safer. "When you leave, don't bother asking someone to baby-sit us. I'm done with it all. After you, I don't want anyone else. This place is boring enough to keep us safe. Like you said, nothing happens in this bum fuck town."

"No."

His voice behind me scared me enough, I nearly fell if it wasn't for his arms around my waist. When the hell did he come in? I didn't even hear the door open.

"You could've knocked or something. Or cough, yeah, coughing would've been nice. Geez, you almost gave me a heart attack." I told him as I pushed off his hands.

"And that proves my point."

"Oh yeah? And what point is that?"

He turned me around so that I was now face to face with him, "You're not ready to die." he frowned, "And I'm not ready to let you die." he said, growling.

Dominic's POV:

An assassin could've easily slit her throat just now and she wouldn't have seen his face. Her instincts should've told her that I was in the same room as her, watching her behind the glass doors. But here she is, rambling on and on about dying.

What person wishes to die?

I knew things were complicated even before she knew who I was, but the mistake that I made tonight just made things further more complicating. What I'm feeling is affecting my judgment.

Damn!

I don't even know what it is that I'm feeling since I never felt this protective for anyone, protective enough to die in place of her. She is changing me and she didn't even know it.

Or did she? Could this be a spell she cast on me? Did such a spell even exist?

I shook my head at the thought.

No, not Bella.

I felt this the first night she laid in my arms. I wanted to protect her even then, although she didn't need protecting at the time. She didn't know who I was at the time, so why would she cast a spell? In the hopes that someone hired an assassin to have her head and that I would end up being the one assigned to her. No, this is far too complex to even concoct such a plan. Not even I could manage such deceit and that is one of my perks for the job.

I didn't want to admit it then, and I sure as hell wasn't about to admit this now, but somehow I knew we were meant to be together. The sparks I felt, literally, was like magic and I know she felt it too. There was never any denying we were good together, my body knew her before I did.

The sex is just a bonus.

I've had many women over the past centuries, but Isabelle is above all the rest. All the years that I've been alive, I have never felt this strong of a connection toward anyone. It has always been about sex and nothing more. But this time…Isabelle.

I opened the shower door and stepped in right behind her.

Could she honestly be this beautiful and yet so oblivious to someone standing in the shower, inches away from her?

"No." I said as I gripped her waist to keep her from falling. I couldn't help but smile because this moment would be one that I will remember for centuries.

"You could've knocked or something." she said as she shoved my hands off of her, "Or cough, yeah, coughing would've been nice. Geez, you almost gave me a heart attack."

I frowned, "And that proves my point."

"Oh yeah? And what point is that?"

I turned her around so that we were face to face, "You're not ready to die." I frowned. I wasn't ready to give her up although I knew she was better off with someone else, someone with their head together, someone other than me. No, the truth was, and I voiced it to her, "And I'm not ready to let you die." I said angrily.

Just the thought of seeing her lifeless body sent fury through my veins. I was going about this all wrong, no one would protect her the way I would. No one, not even Kate, would risk everything for her, no one but me.

I pulled Isabelle by the waist closer to me, I needed to feel her warm body against mine. I needed to feel…her. I cupped her face and for a few seconds, I stared deep into her eyes. Did she feel as strongly about me as I did of her? Would I be able to see right through to her? No, it didn't matter. All that mattered was that she was safe and that she was in my arms.

I kissed her, softly at first, then as she responded, my hunger for her deepened, intensifying our kisses. Passion radiated off of our skin. I could never get enough of her. I wanted her here and now, I hungered for her warm essence, filling her whole, claiming her once again.

I pinned her against the shower wall while still embraced in our passionate kiss. She was intoxicating. My hands moved down her face to her neck, I paused, letting my lips catch up and follow the path my hands made. I kissed the side of her neck and made my way to the front of her throat while my hands cupped both breasts. I moved my thumbs in a circular motion as her nipples hardened for me.

"Oh Dominic." she moaned asthmatically. My name on her lips hardened me instantly with a soft spasm. I wanted to hear my name on her lips, mine and only mine. I had to claim her, I will claim her, I will make her mine. But she was mine. Here and now.

My hands slid down the center of her body, moving to her hips, and cupping her ass. She had a body of a goddess. I gently nipped her shoulder, releasing a low growl.

"Dom…i…nic." she moaned once again, breathlessly. Her hands moved down my body and gripped my rock hard dick. She wanted me and she wanted me now.

I held her leg up with my right hand, as my left hand gripped her waist, lifting her and slowly fitting her snugly on my dick. I pinned her against the shower wall as she wrapped her legs around my waist. She brought out the inner animal in me. Only with her was I able to fuck her a second time. That's how addicting she became.

Sex with Sophie-Anne was addicting, but Isabelle was a different kind of addiction. Not only did I want her body, I wanted her soul, and her mind too. I wanted to know everything there was to know about her, her favorite color, her favorite ice cream, everything. I need to know. I had to claim every part of her, even if I died trying.

I continued in a slow and steady motion, thrusting deeper and deeper.

"Oh…" she moaned breathlessly, "Dominic."

I grinned as I pressed my lips to hers, claiming her mouth. I tightened my grip around her waist and with my right hand, I reached down between us, putting pressure against her clitoris, moving in a circular motion as I continued my thrusts.

Her hair was wet from the water pouring down like a waterfall against our side, her eyes were lazily open, watching me, holding my gaze, and her lips…her lips were swollen kiss pink and plump, she was beautiful, naturally beautiful. Here she was, that and more and in my possession.

I gripped both sides of her hips and thrust in harder, deepening , stretching, opening her to take me in full. I was too big for her to accommodate and yet it didn't hurt either of us to try. I could feel her shivering against me as I beat harder against her, both reaching our culmination, me grunting and her moaning. As I slowed my movements, I kissed her cheek and then her lips, still holding her to me, still deep inside of her.

"Isabelle." I whispered close to her ear as I pulled out and placed her on her own two feet.

She looked up and met my lazy gaze, "Stay with me…please. Tonight."

She didn't know how much those small three words meant to me. I nodded, closing my eyes. I bent low and kissed her lips.

I will stay the night and in the morning I will think everything through. Maybe it was possible to do my job because every cell in body wanted nothing more than to see her safe. I will give my life for Isabelle, she is my life.

Isabelle's POV:

Waking up in the arms of Dominic wasn't as strange as the first time I woke up in his room. In fact this was almost like a dream. The sun shone brightly through the windows, the rays dancing on our skin. His scent filled the room, a mixture of his cologne and his own masculine scent.

I slowly turned around facing him. He was still asleep. He is beautiful and he is mine.

Wait, just because you had sex with him…again, did not make him yours.

But he felt like mine, I pushed those rude thoughts from my mind.

His soft, heavenly eyes fluttered open. "Isabelle."

I was rendered still, knowing that I will never be the same. "Dominic."

Was this love? Was I in love?

I thought that I could never fall in love like this again. I smiled and rolled onto him and after about two seconds of glaring at him, I kissed him.

Yes, I was truly, madly, deeply in love with him.

He rolled me onto my back and kissed me again, moving from my lips, making a path down my neck. He stopped at my throat and grinned.

Did he want to have me first thing in the morning?

I could feel him harden against my leg. I wasn't about to argue with him. No, I wanted this, I could wake up like this every morning.

He left wet kisses down my chest, taking each nipple into his mouth and continued down lower while his hands took the place of his mouth.

Suddenly he lift his head, pausing at my belly. He looked up, maybe he was checking to see if I was still watching. I was. He smiled and placed his ear to my belly and closed his eyes.

I wondered to myself, what it would be like to have him by my side, as my equal, as my husband.

Would he be a great father? Would he love me as much as I loved him?

I shook my head, he is a great man, I know he would be a great father.

Then the room darkened.

No, not again, I thought as I tensed up.

The door to my bedroom slammed open, two large men burst in, holding chains, with someone much smaller behind them.

What the hell was happening? Were they here for me? Was I going to die? Where was Amy? Did they get her? Oh damn, they got her already!

My heart was racing. I looked down at Dominic, he still had his ear to my belly, oblivious to the unwanted presence in the room. I screamed, scrambling off of the bed, rolling onto the floor.

I could hear laughter, a woman. The red haired woman standing in the doorway, she was laughing, was she a woman? She was so small, almost child like. I couldn't see her face, it was a blur, as if it was hidden.

Who was she and why were they here?

I peaked from the side of the bed, Dominic was sitting up, smiling at me.

"Run! Dominic run!" I yelled.

Couldn't he hear me?

He looked down, smile fading, "I'm sorry Isabelle."

The large men came up behind Dominic, pulling him off of the bed. Finally Dominic was fighting back, trying to break free. One of the men threw the large chain around his legs, wrapping it, while the other man held his arms behind his back.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

I thought they wanted me?

I stood up and yelled, "Take me!" I waved, but got no response. It was as if I wasn't even there.

That small woman stood in the doorway, cackling like a wicked witch, clapping her hands.

This bitch was enjoying every second of this!

I felt helpless, I didn't know what to do. I had to do something, and fast. But what? I looked down at my palms...fire.

I looked up and directly at the woman with the cackling laughter, I could feel the fire building in my palms as I focused on her. They weren't taking Dominic, not without a fight.

I glanced back down at my palms, the fire in each hand were the size of bowling balls. Big enough. I smirked at the woman and threw the fire balls directly at her.

She was no longer laughing, now she was screaming and on fire. The sight of her on fire was as satisfying as an ice cold beverage on an extremely hot day.

"Bella!" she yelled as she danced and screamed.

I turned to the men who held Dominic. Now its their turn.

"Bella!" the small woman yelled at me.

Why did that woman sound like Amy?

"Shit!" I felt the bed shake and heard what sounded like water splashing.

I opened my eyes. The sun was shinning on my face.

That was just a nightmare.

I let out a sigh of relief and turned onto my back. Dominic.

Where was he?

I quickly sat up.

A fire? My door was on fire! When did that happen?

I gripped the sheet as I scrambled off the bed, "Oh sugar."

Amy ran from the bathroom and tossed water on the door, seizing the fire, while Nick, in jeans falling off his ass, used a pillow to defuse the remaining flames.

Amy turned to me furious, "What the hell! Were you trying to kill me?"

I gaped at her and then back at the door, "I did that?" I asked, pointing at the blackened door.

She rolled her eyes and grunted, "Well how the hell else do you think that happened?" she shook her head, "I opened your door to see if you were up. Well, I didn't expect you know…this." she nodded toward Nick. "Then all of a sudden I saw a fucking ball of fire coming my way, I used the damn door as a shield. Nice Bella."

I couldn't help but smile, "I'm sorry. Honestly."

She put her hands up, "I'll knock next time okay?" she grunted, "But fire? Was that really necessary?"

I laughed, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I mean I was having a nightmare, and well…I'm really sorry." I couldn't stop and it seem to me like I was the only one laughing.

"You find this funny? You could've burned the house down!" Amy stomped out of my bedroom, tossing the bucket on the floor.

I turned to Nick, he zipped up his jeans, "I'm sorry. I didn't know I did that, honest."

He looked up with his hands on his hips, "You're a fire starter?"

I shrugged, holding the sheet to my chest, "To my defense, I just found out I could do it." I said, trying to play innocent.

"So you did all this in your sleep?" he said, shaking his head, "I cant imagine what you can do when you are wide awake."

I walked over to him. Was this a dream? I brushed my hand against his cheek just to make sure. Nope he was here, this was real. I closed my eyes and hugged him. I was grateful that it was all just a dream, a damn nightmare.

"How come I didn't know you had that sort of powers?"

I looked up smiling, "You never asked."

He nodded and kissed my forehead, "Fair enough."

"I will tell you everything. After." I tip toed and kissed his lips, "After I do damage control."

I dropped the sheet at his feet and went to my dresser, pulling out my pajama shorts and a tank top.

Nick sat on the bed, watching me dress, "We aren't finished."

I walked toward the door, "No, we aren't." I said as I ran up to Amy's room.

I knocked on her door, "Go away!" she yelled from behind the door.

I turned the doorknob anyway, opening her door, "Please, let me explain." I said, closing the door behind me.

"Why? I was there, I saw you. You aimed right for me! What the hell was that about Bella?" Amy covered her face, "Okay, yeah, I should've knocked, I get it. But you could've set my face on fire!" she said, punching the bed.

I sat on the opposite side of her, "In my nightmare I threw the fireball at this evil woman. I didn't know I was throwing it at you, I swear." I pulled my legs on the bed, "I wasn't aiming for you, I was aiming for the woman in the doorway. You just so happen to be in the doorway at the same time I was having my nightmare."

Amy stared at me for a few seconds and nodded, "Fine." she grunted, "You're forgiven." then she grinned, "So what was that all about downstairs? I leave you two alone for a few hours and you two shack up like two horny teenagers!"

I laid on the bed, covering my face, "I know! I'm sorry!"

"What the hell you apologizing for? Tell me and leave out no details."

"It was just as good as the first time."

"Wait, first time? What first time? You're confusing me."

I peaked through my fingers, "Remember the night of my birthday?"

Amy sat there, frowning, then her face lightened up, "No! You have got to be kidding!" she reached forward, pulling my hands away from my face, "That was him?"

I nodded.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me?" she slapped my hand.

"I don't know. I was embarrassed."

"Oh please! You are bad Bella, very bad!"

I grunted, "I know I am." I crawled closer to her, "Don't scream okay?"

She frowned, "Why?"

"I think I might be falling for him." I said as I bit my bottom lip.

"And that's a bad thing?"

I shrugged, "I don't know anymore."

She smiled, "Well, at least you had a night of mind blowing sex. Mine ended with a conversation with some damn vampire. And the topic wasn't even about sex either." she said rolling her eyes, "If that's all they want to do is talk, then hell, what good are they? Dawn told me that sex with a vampire was out of this world. He could've fooled me."

"What vampire?"

"I don't know. Some blonde guy. He is so hot by the way."

"What did he want?"

"Well, I guess I should let him down smoothly since you know."

I sat up, "Amy, darling, you are losing me here."

She grunted, "He was asking about you. What your name was, where you were from, boring stuff."

I grabbed her arm, "Wait, you didn't tell him anything did you?"

"I was buzzed Bella, not retarded. I just told him we were cousins and that we lived in Bon Temps now. You know, nothing really specific." she frowned, "He did want to know about Nick. I told him that Nick was just a friend we met on our way here, he was our ride." she laughed. "Your ride, literally."

"Why do you think he wanted to know so much?"

"I don't know. But I got dibs on him since you're fucking Nick."

I rolled my eyes, "You don't know him. He could drain your blood Amy. And what if you get pregnant by him? Wouldn't that be weird?"

She stared at me and then burst into laughter, "You're kidding right?"

I shook my head, "I'm serious! Who knows what you can catch from vampires."

She grabbed my hands, "Oh Bella, vampires are dead. Dawn said that you don't have to worry about contracting diseases from them since they aren't even human. Therefore, it is impossible to get pregnant from a vampire. So you can have my box of condoms, you'll need it."

I froze. Oh shit. Condoms! I don't think we even used any! No, no, no!

"Bella? You look like you just seen a ghost."

"Are you sure humans are the only ones who can reproduce?"

"That I know of, why?"

I looked at her, "It could be nothing."

She gasped, "Bella! Tell me you used a condom."

I shook my head, "We were so caught up in the moment, I didn't think. Oh sugar!" I felt like I was about to have a panic attack. "Amy what am I going to do?"

She grabbed my hands, "Well, you're not pregnant yet. So worry later. And are you positive he wasn't gloved?"

I wasn't one hundred percent sure. I mean everything just happened.

"Well, its better to ask than assume. After you find out for sure, then you can worry." she smiled, "And I thought that I would be the first to get pregnant. Awesome!" she lifted her head mouthed a thank you to the ceiling.

I slapped her leg, "Hey!" I shook my head, it might be nothing.

I mean there was a fifty fifty chance of actually getting pregnant. Why put a strain on our relationship if in the end, I find out I wasn't pregnant in the first place right? No, I will wait it out. And relationship? I didn't really know where I even stood with him.

I stood up, "Don't say anything okay? Pretend I didn't even mention the whole sex thing."

"You didn't, remember? You failed to give a full description with detail." she zipped her lips with an imaginary zipper and threw away the invisible key. "I just hope you know what you're doing."

I smiled, "I know what I'm doing." I lied.

I didn't know what the hell I was doing. I was going to take this one day at a time. Hopefully the odds were on my side, maybe I wasn't ovulating at the time. In the odds that I was pregnant, now couldn't be worse. Bringing a baby into this awful world with an assassin after me, would be the biggest mistake I could ever make.

Wait, you don't even know if you're pregnant. Stop fussing and enjoy the now.

But with my luck so far, I probably was pregnant.

Oh shit.