A/N: After I published the last chapter, it took no longer than two hours before I noticed that I had a reviewer. This was at night, between three and five A.M. So, christineexx, do you ever sleep? I really appreciate your reviews though, I almost feels like I've gotten a fan.

Disclaimer: If I owned The Saga of Darren Shan, I would I spend my summer vacation on writing fanfics about it? No, I wouldn't. Which means, for those of you who are in lack of working brains, that I don't own anything but Belle and the plot.

Returning to Steve Leonard

Chapter Eleven

Recap

"Who is this lovely lady you have brought with you, Leonard?" Steve scolded at just seeing the man, so he had to be a vampire, Belle concluded. "I'm Annabelle Wolf. I was previously a childhood friend of both Steve and Darren." "My name is Larten Crepsley. I am a vampire. I'm pleased to meet you, Annabelle." "You gonna kill me?" The question came so unexpected to Steve that he fell silent for a couple of seconds. "You should be afraid, you know." Belle looked back at him as she had continued walking alongside Gannen. "It's a long time since I've been afraid of anything."

Present

The rest of the trip was mostly unadventurous, the only exception was Gannen tripping over his feet once. After that Gannen had gotten a bit red in the face, so Belle knew that he was embarrassed even if he tried to not show it. Belle found it interesting studying Steve's silent side for once, as he hadn't been able to stop talking for a minute when they were children. Of course, that's along time ago, Belle realized. It wasn't weird at all that he had changed. It just felt weird for Belle, since she hadn't been able to get used to this change. Gannen had kept ignoring them the whole trip too, but Belle had long ago assumed that this was part of his character and the way he was to everyone.

Unknown to Belle, Steve normally still couldn't keep his trap shut for more than five seconds. He was just busy thinking trough what she had said to him about twenty minutes ago. Steve knew it was intended to be a side comment, but something in him had stirred when she said it. Steve still hadn't been able to figure out what or, more importantly, why. But he was sure that it had been something that clicked in his mind when he heard her say just that. They were almost at the vampaneeze camp, and Steve didn't have any idea what to say as to why he had brought with him this human to them, since he certainly weren't going to let them suck her dry. Heck, he couldn't even drink off her. He wanted her to stay alive, and it was against the vampaneeze rules to drink off a human, and then let it live. What was he thinking anyway? He had realized a while ago that he had acted on impulse. Maybe it had been a mistake, he wasn't sure. He had to bring her to Mr. Tiny first, he decided. Mr. Tiny would know what to do.

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As they arrived at the camp, many vampaneezes came up to them to see the human girl entering their camp with Steve. The rumor must have spread like wildfire. Steve ignored them completely, and just kept on walking, leaving Belle no choice but to follow. As they entered the room Mr. Tiny spoke of as his 'office', Steve cleared his throat.

Belle took in the room Steve had led her to. It was small and white, and smelled like a dentist office. There was a brown desk filled with white papers on it. The papers were filled with something that looked like war strategies on them. Not surprising, as they technically was in a war. Behind the desk was a big white chair, big enough the hold two average sized men. Sitting in it where only one man though, even if he was very fat. He almost filled the whole chair. He barely had any hair on his head, and on his arm were something that looked like a pink watch, in the form of a heart. His clothes looked like jogging clothes. This man scared Belle, in a way. Even if he didn't exactly look like he could run up to her and beat her up, he looked like he was heartless enough to do about anything. At the same time he looked manipulative too, which only made Belle more worried. As Steve cleared his throat, the man looked up. His eyes darkened when he saw her. "Who is this, the one known as Steve?" The one known as Steve? Alright, he is probably completely sane, Belle thought sarcastically. Belle looked over at Steve, and noticed how flushed he was. Maybe he hadn't planned bringing her here anyway. "Mr. Tiny, ehh.. Yeah, this is Belle. Well, her name is Annabelle W-" The fat man, probably 'the one known as' Mr. Tiny, cut Steve off before he could continue. "Yes, Annabelle. I have expected your arrival about now." Belle just stared at him with an utterly and overall blank and emotionless expression. Steve looked like he was about to choke with surprise. He coughed a few times. "Why?" Since Steve looked just as clueless as she was, she assumed that he had not planned this, and that this wasn't the reason he brought her here. Mr. Tiny sighed. "Steve, do you not feel her energy? Do you not recognize the power that will settle the war between the vampires and the vampaneezes?"

A/N: Dun dun duh! Didn't see that one coming, did ya? Sorry for just leaving it there, especially since I won't update until about Friday. Believe it or not, I'm actually going on a real vacation, to another country! Special thanks of the month is: christineexx! This is the first special thanks I've ever given to anyone, so it is, indeed, special. Oh lord, am I saying INDEED? Damn Crepsley, getting under my skin!