so i don't really like this chapter because it's a filler. i guess i could have made it better, but to be honest i'm on break and my brain isn't working very hard haha and i got 6 seasons of dexter i've been watching so i can't really multitask...

sorry this is a short filler but i will try to update soon. RR please :)


Chapter 7:

"Shit!" Isaac cursed as Dominic sliced the meaty part of his palm. He knew it would heal quickly, but he could feel the pain just the same.

"I told you I was going to cut on three." Dominic laughed slightly. He took a glass slide and put a drop of blood on it. He pressed the slides together and the red spot grew. He held it up to the light, getting lost in his scientific thoughts.

"I thought you would count to three and go on 'go'." Isaac mumbled, holding his wounded hand. The fresh cut was already beginning to scar over.

Dominic took the slide over to the counter—Isaac learned that this was a medical lab that Dominic used alone—and put it in a refrigerator. He and Dominic had been in here for hours, and Dominic was gaining more than more trust with Isaac and vice versa.

"Open your mouth," Dominic said.

Isaac cocked an eyebrow and joked, "You really get to the point don't you. First the kiss—"

"Stop," Dominic cut off, looking annoyed.

"Are we not going to bring that up? I've been telling you everything about me; it's only fair."

"Because you're a vampire. I need to know everything if we are going to make any progress." He spun around. "Besides, there's nothing for me to tell you. I just got the wrong impression from you." Isaac remained silent. "Right?"

"Right." Isaac spoke quickly, making sure that Dominic knew he was straight. Isaac had no problem with it; he just didn't necessarily want to lead on Dominic any more than he already had. Isaac felt bad. It must be hard. But Dominic didn't seem to show it. He must've built this exterior, Isaac thought, it's his defense mechanism he developed because of his father.

"Look, I just need to swab your mouth, and then we can be done for the day."

Sounding exhausted, Dominic lifted his hand to swab. Isaac opened his mouth and let Dominic collect a saliva sample on a white swap stick. "The first step to finding a cure is finding out how the change from human to vampire even occurs," Dominic talked to himself. He put the sample in a glass tube and shut it with a click. "Can I ask you one more thing?" Dominic started.

"Sure."

"Those vampires that were with you the night you came here. Who were they?"

"My," Isaac searched for the right word, "clan. They adopted me when I came into the city. They were the ones who came up with the idea to investigate this place."

"Have they contacted you since you've been here?"

Isaac laughed, "No. They never had much faith in me being able to hide what I am. They thought I would snap. I bet they think I've gotten myself killed. They haven't showed up." Isaac stopped talking, not wanting to reveal much more. His clan knew there were humans here; they saw Isaac had been taken in. Even if they had little faith in Isaac, they would eventually find their way in to have a feast. It would be a massacre. His clan selfishly wanted this place so they could feed; it was Isaac's idea to turn the humans to help the city.

They'll be back, Isaac thought. It's only a matter of time. And he couldn't tell Dominic.

The door clicked open, making both of them jump.

"There you are. I've been looking for you all day." Abby looked at Dominic, "Have you two been here all day?"

"Yes." "No." Dominic and Isaac said at the same time.

Abby leaned on the doorframe. "So what are you two nerds doing in here anyway that took up all day?"

"Just messing around," Dominic began collecting and hiding things—things that could lead back to Isaac's secret identity.

"Okay, well, are you guys coming to dinner?"

"Yeah," Isaac answered first. "I'm starving." He gave Dominic a comical look, one that you gave your best friend when there was an inside joke.

"Great," Abby skipped ahead to walk with Isaac, her light blonde waves bouncing. "So there's something I have to tell you," Abby's voice grew in seriousness.

Isaac hated to admit it, but he tolerated Abby—liked her, even, but he had to keep her away. No one else could find out what he was. No one would respond like Dominic did. Everyone would think he was a monster. Hell, even Dominic thought that for a while.

Isaac raised an uninterested eyebrow at Abby, "what do you have to tell me?" he mocked.

"Well," she looked consciously behind her at Dominic, who was looking at the floor as he walked. Isaac didn't let this fool him; Dominic was probably listening. "It's Orion. He doesn't like you."

Isaac snorted, "Tell me something I don't know."

"It's just—he can't get this idea out of his head." Abby whispered now. "He thinks you're a spy. He even thinks you're," she laughed, "a vampire. Can you believe that? It's ridiculous. He's going insane."

"Completely," Isaac mumbled. Orion was always suspicious, but now it sounds like something more than a hunch. That will have to change.

"Look, I don't want anything to start between you guys, so if he is offensive in anyway, let me know and I'll try to talk to him. He usually listens to me," Abby huffed and then leaned into Isaac's shoulder. Her warm body radiated heat and he could feel her heart pumping blood thru her veins. Isaac clenched his jaw.

"Thanks." He said quickly, but didn't do anything about Abby; his body stayed against hers. In a strange way, he liked it. His body never felt warmth, although it was somewhat irritating; his body liked the cold.

All of them arrived in the dining hall together. Orion was already seated, poking at the brown mush in front of him, with his booted feet resting on the table. Lucile was predictably perched at his side.

As they got in the serving line Isaac noticed they weren't serving their normal food. Abby got hers without a word and went to sit by Orion and then Dominic asked, "What is this, Gregory?" Dominic groaned, jiggling the sludge.

Isaac presumed that Gregory was the cook, who was also the man behind the counter. He had an orange beard and his mouth was in a tight line. He leaned closer to talk. "That's rehydrated food that is used in emergency situations."

"There's an emergency?" Isaac asked, slightly interested.

"One of the cattle was destroyed. Looks like a vamp got to it ripped it to shreds too. The food is just a precaution." Gregory pointed his thumb behind him, "The boys are checking everything out and making sure the food is still safe."

"Hmm," Dominic and Isaac looked at each and walked away.

"Something of your doing I suppose," Dominic guessed.

"Why do you think I was puking? Bulimic vampire? The blood was poison."

"Are you crazy?" Dominic stopped walking, but was still talking in a hushed voice. "You could have infected all of us."

"Then why do you think I killed it?"

Dominic glared at Isaac, "just stick to the blood in the lab from now on, okay?"

"No argument there; it tastes a hell of a lot better too. Why do you have all of that blood anyway?" Isaac asked.

"Incase anyone get's hurt and need blood; people donate it."

. . .

Dominic and Isaac joined Orion and Abby the table. There was small talk, but Isaac didn't really listen he was too busy watching Orion watch him. Orion was very suspicious, apparently so was Lucile because she cawed loudly at Isaac. "Stupid bird," Isaac muttered.

"Aren't you going to eat your dinner, Isaac?" Orion faked politeness. He was sharpening his hunting knife on the metal edge of the table. Shink. Shink.

"This," Isaac picked up the plate, "should not be eaten by any living being"

Orion just smiled. "Hey it's not that bad," Abby chimed in.

"I'd rather not take my chances." Isaac shoved the plate forward. Orion was testing him; Isaac knew it. If he wanted to fight, Isaac would fight.

Orion kept sharpening his knife as he stared at Isaac. He was reminded of predator and prey. Apparently Isaac needs to show Orion who the real predator was.


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