AN: All characters are of my own creation.

On the way home Damon flew with me and Doug was with Elizabeth ahead of us. My cheeks were burning, and not from the cold. Damon was very gentlemanly. I was having a hard time believing Uncle John when he had said they were cruel.

"So how old are you?" I asked him.

"In the eyes of a human, I am seventeen. What about you?" His voice was rough, but very comforting.

"Sixteen. I'm sorry about my ancestor. You can choose your friends, but you can't choose your family."

"You don't need to apologize about something that had nothing to do with you."

"It has everything to do with me. I'm a descendent of that monster."

"You may be a descendent, but you are nothing like him or any vampire hunter. In fact, you are just incredible."

"No I'm not." I blushed a little more from the compliment.

"My sister likes you. I trust her opinion. Not only that but your brother is the only one her age she's been able to talk to for centuries. Like my mother said, 'You are truly a gift from the gods'."

When we got to the house Damon took off with his sister, but not before he promised to be here after sunset for the amulet. As I slept that night I couldn't help but dream about flying away with Damon.

I woke up the next day at one o' clock in the afternoon. I fell out of bed in my rush to get up and landed on my bad hip.

"Well, today's not going to be a good day not is it." I grumbled as I tried to pull myself off the floor by my bed.

I decided to just put on a pair of sweat pants and a cami because I didn't want to dress up. I went downstairs carefully, limping slightly. Doug was playing video games and I could hear Mom arguing on the phone. I decided to sneak over to listen in on the spare phone. I picked it up, covered the mouth piece, and listened carefully.

"Your daughter is in line with vampires. I saw her last night in the cemetery." I recognized Uncle John's voice.

'Oh shit, he recognized me!' I thought trying to calm my breathing.

"You're insane John. Serena doesn't even believe in them. Besides, she was home all last night." Mom replied, her voice full of anger.

"How can you be sure of that? Oh, and another thing, I have reason to believe she's carrying the demon's spawn. She not only blocked them from my light, but also had one chuckin' rocks at me."

"How dare you say my daughter's pregnant! If you come near her or any one else in my house, I will kill you." She slammed the phone down and I slowly lowered mine.

I went back to Doug and sat down. Mom came out of the kitchen, mad as hell, and noticed me.

"Good afternoon Serena. What did you do last night?" She stared right into my eyes.

"I was up pretty late reading a book. Sorry I slept in. Who was that on the phone?" I made my face look innocent and hoped to God that she couldn't see past my, half, lie.

"No one. Listen to me. If you see my brother John, go the other way. He's very dangerous. Promise me."

"Okay Mom. I promise."