Again another split up chapter sorry. I don't own Being Human. Enjoy! :)


Cass realised too late that she had made a mistake. She was pushed into a room in the basement of the hotel and the door was locked behind her. She stood in the middle of the room trying to work out how she had been so stupid. It was obvious now that the man who had come to get her was not a man at all but a vampire and she thought it very unlikely that he worked for Hal.

There was no way for Cass to measure the passing of time but after what felt like hours the key turned quietly in the door. It opened and Cass found herself looking at the strangest example of a man she had ever seen. He smiled at Cass but it was far from reassuring. His teeth for one thing were horrid, most were yellow but some appeared to be black. Cass held back her revulsion at the sight and she found herself looking into the man's eyes. She saw centuries of history written across them but also distain. It was like he had seen everything and yet had never found anything interesting and so had given up.

Cass realised with a start that while she had been staring the man had been speaking.

"It's been years, there hasn't been anyone good enough I suppose. But there's something about Hal and I find I want to keep him. For some reason he feels he has a connection with you so if I keep you, I keep him. And this is the easiest way to keep you. Hal has been very lucky, one of his charms I'm sure, but he needs more than luck to carry him further and that's where I come in. I'm giving him you as a gift."

"Me?" Cass squeaked as she began to understand what the man was saying "He already has me and we can't marry I'm not the same as him." She was beginning to panic, she didn't feel safe around this man and she just wanted to see Hal. Something inside her said that she shouldn't let this man see her fear though, so outwardly she managed to hold herself together.

"I'm not suggesting marriage. But I will solve your little problem."

"My problem? I don't have a problem."

"For someone who is trapped in a cellar in a building full of vampires you seem very optimistic. If anything I would think that a problem. But I was referring to your species."

"Who are you?" The fear began to creep into Cass's voice.

"Why my dear my name is Mr Snow. I'm sure that between Jacob and Hal one of them would have mentioned me." Cass nodded as she recalled the conversation she had with Hal about the dangerous Mr Snow. "Then you must understand, up to a point, how very honoured you should be."

Cass only had time to gasp as Mr Snow changed and her screams could be heard throughout the building.


Hal was used to hearing the screams of women when he stayed in a house with his fellow Old Ones but for some reason that particular scream chilled his blood. Hal rushed to the door, deciding he was going to find the source of the noise. The door however didn't open and although Hal tried his hardest to open it the door remained locked. So Hal had to sit and listen to the screams until the building went back to being eerily quiet.

Someone had just lost their life and Hal found a single tear running down his cheek. Hal wiped it away with his finger and looked at it in surprise. He couldn't understand why he was crying at the death of a human woman that he had never met. Maybe there was something wrong with him and he was going soft? He had hardly killed since meeting Cass and Hal had seen that as a good thing but now? Hal didn't feel so sure.


The next day the house had come back to life. Vampires of all ages, shapes and sizes were bustling around the house. Humans were being brought into the basement ready to feed the older vampires. And the occasional Were Wolf was hauled for the dog fights. Hal felt much more relaxed in the new atmosphere and he finally found himself feeling happy and positive about his new position. But Cass kept running through his mind. Would he be allowed back to see her or would Snow move him on.

During their conversation the day before Mr Snow had made it clear he didn't understand why Hal seemed to be so obsessed with Cass. Mr Snow also didn't think much of Cass stopping Hal from feeding, but he seemed happy to overlook that. Hal tried to lie and protect her but Mr Snow saw through every single lie he told.

Hal had wanted to contact Jacob and ask him to see how she was but the letter could be intercepted and Hal didn't want Mr Snow to see just how much he worried about Cass.

Just after lunch Hal was called back to see Mr Snow. Hal walked into the same office and sat down in the same position opposite Mr Snow.

"I've given you a gift, it's for the promotion. I'm sure you'll enjoy it." Mr Snow got right to the point and called for someone to enter the room. As she did Hal's confusion quickly turned to shock.

The door opened and there she was. The last person Hal expected to see. He was so sure Mr Snow would have her killed or take him away from her. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips but it faded quickly. There was something different, wrong about her. The innocent and mischievous sparkle in her eyes was gone, she was smiling but it didn't reach her eyes and it looked cruel to Hal.

Then he noticed all the little things that humans missed. Her eyes were darker than their original colour and they scanned the room like a predator would when looking for prey. Her hands shook, just slightly, and Hal could tell she hadn't had enough to drink since being recruited. But the worst was her smile. Something that once held so much joy and love was now bitter and empty. It was the smile of a killer, no longer the smile of his innocent Cass.

"I take it you like the gift, but if you don't I can have it removed." Snow sounded bored.

"I love the gift, thank you." Hal hated the gift. He didn't want an evil vampire companion he wanted his Cass. Someone he could love and cherish and at least pretend to grow old with. But if he didn't accept the gift then Snow would have this new Cass killed and Hal couldn't let that happen. The old Cass could still be in there somewhere.

"Did you do this?" Hal had to know who her maker was.

"Yes. It's unusual for me I know but you're going to go far Hal. You deserve the very best to decorate your arm." Hal was watching Cass and at Snow's words a scowl crossed her face very quickly. Hal's hopes lifted, his old Cass was still in there somewhere.

"Cass, Cass it's me. It's Hal. How about you and I take a walk and have a bit of a talk?" Cass barely acknowledged Hal's words so Hal turned to Snow "If that's ok with you of course."

"Yes, take your woman. Don't get caught though, she's new and bloodthirsty. Enjoys the killing just as much as you." Snow looked back at his desk and Hal knew he had been dismissed.

He took Cass's arm and almost dragged her from the room. Snow was her maker and the connection and draw he felt around Snow would be so much stronger for Cass. He needed to get her away from the other vampires, away from people and blood. If he could act quickly before she really got a taste for killing then maybe he could bring his Cass back.

Then Mr Snow's words came back to him.

"She's new and bloodthirsty. Enjoys the killing just as much as you." If that was true then Hal had no hope of getting her back because he knew exactly how he felt about the killing.


To be continued...