Ok guys chappy 7! yay! ok so i have final exams this week so i might not be able to post as frequently. oh and the priest and hicks are probably gonna show up in either chap 9 or 10 depends... anyhoo enjoy and don't forget to review! oh also i will be writing a sequel to this story after i am done it. :)

Oh by the way you guys better be happy with this chapter. i was up until four twelve in the morning yeah that's right i got three hours of sleep, and all for you guys. :)

"W-what? You cant be serious?" I was shocked that she would even mention that.

"Well… I don't know I mean, what you described…"

"No. No way." I interrupted her. "That's impossible, I mean look what he did to us, I should hate him, I… no." I shook my head.

"I don't know but back home, when I was with Hicks, that's kinda how I felt the first time we met." I just stared at her; I was completely stunned, this could not be happening. I shook my head again.

"Rose…"

"No." I said firmly. I couldn't, I wouldn't, I shouldn't. It was not true. You can deny it all you want. The voice in my head whispered. But deep down you know you feel something more. But how could I? This man had murdered my family, killed hundreds of innocent people and was planning to kill more not to mention using me and my sister to do it, how could I love him? Also I barely knew him, I'd only just learned his name. And he scared me, frightened me more than the thought of facing the army of vampires on this train. I shook my head.

"I need some rest," Lucy nodded giving me a sympathetic look. I lay down and closed my eyes. Surprisingly sleep came relatively quickly. But sleep offered no escape once the dreams started to come.

I was in a dark place. The walls were made of stone and it was cold. I figured it was some kind of cave. I looked around; William was standing with his back to me at the entrance to some kind of hallway. He turned.

"Your awake."(Ha ha ha isn't it ironic?) He walked over to me. I stiffened backing into the wall. Not again I thought desperately. His fingers slid along my jaw, his other hand touched my waist. I gasped trying to move away but he blocked me between his body and the stone. I shifted uncomfortably. He lifted my chin staring into my eyes. He lent down his lips lightly brushing mine. He kissed along my jaw and down my neck. I tensed pushing my hands against his shoulders.

"Will…" it wasn't more than a whisper, a poor attempt at a protest. His hand slid down my side. He slid his arms around my waist pulling me against him. He kissed the curve of my neck where it met my shoulder. I closed my eyes digging my fingers into his shoulders.

"Rose, I want you."

"I know…" I replied shakily. I felt his teeth brushed my skin. He suddenly pulled me closer and there was a sharp pain in my neck. Gasping my eyes opened wide. I could feel blood running down my skin. My body started to feel weak. He pulled back, scarlet staining his lips. He bent down and kissed me, I could taste the iron tang of my own blood.

I jerked awake. I was breathing heavily. Lucy was sitting across form me, tears running down her face and her hands were clenched over her ears. Swallowing hard and trying not to think about my dream I moved over to her.

"Lucy." I whispered. She looked up at me. "What is it?"

"Has it stopped?"

"Has what stopped?"

"The screams, is it morning yet?" light was spilling into the room, and I figured she must be really upset not to notice that.

"Yeah." She bit her lip.

"You were talking in your sleep…" I stiffened.

"Really?" she nodded. I swallowed hard. "What did I say?"

"You said 'Will'." Oh god. I must have looked pretty shocked. "That's his name isn't it?" I looked away.

"Yes." I said it so quietly I didn't know if she heard me or not.

"You were dreaming about him." it wasn't a question. I clenched my fists.

"I don't have control over my dreams Lucy."

"I know, it's just… I don't understand."

"Neither do I." We sat in uncomfortable silence for a moment.

"What happened?"

"Hmm?"

"In the dream, I heard you sort of shout."

"Oh…" the dream wasn't fading like I hoped it would, no it was still there, vivid as Lucy in front of me, as if it had been branded into my brain. "I don't remember." I lied. She looked almost disappointed, so I changed the subject.

"Did you get any rest?" she shook her head.

"No, I couldn't." There were black circles under her eyes; no doubt the screams of the vampires prey had kept her up all night. Wait, but didn't that familiar say there were three priests? What had happened to them? My thoughts were interrupted by another scrawny bald man who came into the room.

"M-master wants to see you." He pointed a dirty finger at me. I exchanged a quick glance with Lucy who gave me a worried look. I slid off the bed and followed the familiar out of the room.

William was standing with his back to me as I entered the room. The familiar left and I was alone with him. I shifted hugging my arms to my chest. He turned around. He was holding something in his hand. It was a metal cross. My eyes widened.

"Do you know what this is?" I shook my head slowly. He pulled the end off revealing a sharp blade concealed within.

"Even the most holy of things have their dangerous secrets," he set the cross down on a table. "No doubt you know about the priests that showed up last night?" I nodded. He moved closer so that he was standing about a foot away from me. I tensed. No, no, no. I would not let this happen. I couldn't, but I knew what that tug in my heart meant.

"They're dead aren't they?" I asked already knowing the answer.

"Yes." His voice was heavy with regret. I looked up at him only to find him staring at me. I blushed and quickly looked away. But not quick enough, he took my chin and forced me to look at him.

"You seem troubled, any particular reason why?" he was grinning that stupid grin again. I glared and wanted to shout; Yes! But I decided better of it.

"Really? How interesting." He wrapped an arm around my waist. I gasped in surprise. Oh stop, you know you want it… the voice in my head said smugly. SHUT UP! I screamed inwardly. I placed my hands on his shoulders.

"Please don't." I said weakly. He smoothed his hand down to rest on my neck.

"We never did finish our conversation yesterday." He bent down. I tensed as his lips pressed against mine. It was very different than how it had been in my dream, in that this was real. After a moment his lips moved from mine and along my jaw. I dug my fingers into his shoulders.

"Stop it." I said, trying to keep my voice steady and failing.

"Stop what?" he whispered kissing just below the base of my jaw.

"Please…" he pulled back his eyes meeting mine briefly. He pulled me closer. Leaning down and kissing me again.

Half of me was screaming that this was so wrong but the other half… well lets just say the voice in my head was more than right. My head was telling me that I was stupid and that this was beyond sinful, but my heart was aching painfully. I finally gave in and let my body relax. He grinned against my lips kissing me deeper. Then I did either the stupidest or most right thing I've ever done. I slid my arms around his neck pulling myself closer to him. He moved both of his hands down to my waist. He pulled back. I realized I was breathing rather deeply and my heart was beating fast. He gently pushed me back up against the wall, kissing my neck. His hands slid down to my hips then up along my spine; one resting in between my shoulder blades the other on my lower back. I rested my head back against the wall. I bit my lip trying to remain in control. Suddenly there was a loud screech and a bunch of crashing noises. He straightened looking down at me.

"Excuse me." he stepped back and swept out of the room. I leaned against the wall staring at nothing. What the hell is wrong with me? Why did I do that? Oh don't be stupid, you know why. Shut up… but I knew it was right. It was true, and I had to admit it to myself. I had fallen in love with the devil…