Marjory and Pierre had gotten a nice hotel room to stay in while in town.
"We are still newlyweds you know.." to which Vicki replied.."UGH mother!"
Vicki was very quiet on the way home. Henry didn't press any questions but he was curious. Why had she felt she had chosen another life? Was it something she contemplated? Was choosing him and all that came with it regretful? He wanted to ask but in light of her reaction with her mother's news, he thought maybe he shouldn't.
Vicki was almost completely normal when she returned home. The perks of being immortal..quick healing.
The twins came rushing to her and Henry.
It was instances like these, the accident, Vicki being out, that she was grateful Ward's ability did not allow him to see her or Henry injured. So far, he had only seen things that would help others. She hoped it would stay that way.
"Mommy, are you okay," Ward asked rubbing his hand along her cheek.
"I'm perfectly fine!" She exclaimed, planting a kiss on his cheek. He giggled in excitement.
Abbie was next, approaching her mother slowly. Abbie was very insightful for her age.
"Mommy," she said quietly,"I was scared when daddy said you were in the hospital. I was afraid you would come home dead."
Henry stifled a grin. Vicki bit her lip.
"Honey, mommy is fine," Vicki said pulling Abbie into her arms. Abbie buried her head in Vicki's shoulder sniffing deeply, enjoying the scent that was alone her mother's.
Vicki kissed her daughter, reassurred her again that she wouldn't come home dead and gave them to Gwen. She was going to take a nice hot bath. Gwen told Vicki and Henry that she was going to take them out back to her little house so that they would have a quiet night.
Vicki flopped down on her bed, Henry bending down in front of her taking her shoes off for her.
Vicki lay completely back on the bed, she felt his hands taking her jeans off. He was not in the least being sexual, but Vicki wanted it to be.
As he knelt beside her on the bed, she pulled him down for a kiss. She licked both of his lips, tasting him. She had the sudden urge to draw blood, to feed from him. She knew that it was the pregnancy, she had fed from him with the twins. She was repulsed at first, then it became a part of their lovemaking. She had missed it after the pregnancy, but would never admit it. She felt a draw, a connection. Henry must have sensed it because his eyes bled to black.
"Vicki, you should rest.." she cut him off with her tongue plunging into his mouth, his fangs slipping. Her tongue ran over his fangs gently, then plunging once again into his mouth. She could feel his hardness already through his jeans. He had taken her jeans off and quickly took her panties off. She writhed and moaned under him. She wanted, no she needed him inside of her.
"Vicki, are you sure you are okay?" he said raising up to look at her, worried.
She took his face in her hands.."Henry, I know that you think I chose Mike because I wanted another life, but that's not true. What I didn't tell you is that...in THAT life...you left, you were dead. Christina had killed you..he was not my first choice."
Henry smiled at her, running his hand down her face. No more words were necessary...actions speak louder than words.
Marjory and Pierre were checking into their room at the hotel.
The man watched, waiting for the woman to be alone.
He would take her just as his boss had asked.
No killing..not yet.