(A/N: I don't own My Babysitter's a Vampire. Hey guys, my school is closed today due to there not being enough staff- gotta love strike days- so I thought I would update this early but I might write another chapter on Friday as well if I feel like it, the power is all mine ;-) but please don't forget to review, it really does help if you give me your thoughts and ideas. If I don't see you good afternoon, good evening and good night)
Sarah's POV
I don't know how this happened, one minute I'm sitting, minding my own business and the next, I'm being framed for murder. Erica and I arrived at this warehouse in Alaska about 30 minutes ago-why Ethan would think this is a good idea, I don't know...or how he even knew it was here. I miss him so much, if he were here, holding me in his arms, nothing else would matter. I am jerked out of my thoughts when I hear Erica dragging something across the cold, stone floor. I spin around to see her plugging in a tv.
"Really, Erica? How can you watch tv at a time like this?" I mumble, pacing up and down as my nervousness gets the better of me.
"I thought it would be a good idea to monitor the local news...you know, just incase they find us...it will give us a head start to know what's coming" she mutters as she adjusts the cables in the back of the tv. The tv springs to life, casting a dim light through the dusty warehouse. As Erica scrolls through the channels, numerous photos of me (obviously from before I was bitten) flash on the screen. I see the same police officer as before, giving another interview.
"We now believe that the suspect may be in Alaska, we have had a few reported sightings their so the hunt will now be taken over by the local authorities, we still advise the public to be very aware and so are imposing a curfew for everyone under the age of eighteen with no exceptions" he rambles but I barely hear him, how could anyone have possibly seen me? I was moving at vampire speed and most humans don't even see a blur.
"That's impossible, how could anybody have seen me?" I burst into tears as I turn and fall into Erica's arms.
"Isn't it obvious? The person that framed you is following you, it's the only way someone could know where you are!" Erica explains, rubbing soothing, circular motions on my back.
"How did you figure that out?" I ask through the tears, completely confused.
"I used to be a giant geek, remember? I loved reading detective novels when I wasn't fan-girling over Dusk" she replies innocently.
"So...you figured it out then, Erica? I'm impressed" a voice echoes around the empty warehouse as a dark shadow steps out from the far corner and makes its way into a shaft of light, shining down through the crumbling ceiling. As the shadow reaches the light, I am shocked as my 'stalker' reveals its self.
"Jesse?"...
