Title: To Be Without Regret

Author: Kori/justagirl8225

Rating: R

Pairing(s)/Characters: Lita/?, Christy/?, Victoria/Edge, Trish/Jericho; Christian, Randy, Tyson, Batista. Many others appearing..

Disclaimer: I disclaim

Spoilers: None, it's purely A/U

Summary: She believed everything she knew about them, she hated them just like she was supposed to.. And then, everything changed.

Warnings: Language for now, rating changed for future content and the inevitable character death.

Notes: All previous notes apply and to clarify.. Dave will refer to Dave Batista, David is David Heath aka Gangrel. Kinda short, but, I couldn't manage anything else.. sorry!

Paris, France

While Jason was somewhat aware to the fact that both Adam and Chris were following him, he paid them no mind as he continued towards his intended destination. The blond vampire was fully aware that someone else from the Elite would be joining Amy in Paris and quite soon... A smirk forming on his face. In one days time, there would be another new 'Elite' joining her. And whilst there may be some doubts amongst his Kin, Jason was fully confident in his plan.. Otherwise it would just be a waste of time to proceed. The procedure itself was still risky, but, at this point, it was a risk the blond vampire was willing to take. A part of him, the more sensible side looking out for his own self preservation, still questioned why he was willing to go through such lengths to get one mere human. The more logical side of him reasoned that it was simple-- it was for the greater good of the Coven. And as David's final remaining progeny, it was on Jason's shoulders to extend the line. Of course, Jason wouldn't question as to why David refused to take on another fledgling.. Nor would he ever expect an answer. David answered to no one. But, still... as the rented home came into his line of vision, Jason knew why he was going through such lengths and it all boiled down to his basic nature as a vampire. As a predator, he enjoyed the hunt, especially when the prey was one like her.. But, beneath the surface of it all... Where remnants of his humanity still lingered, he craved the companionship. And while he was still reluctant to admit that she was practically his equal..

An eyebrow arched as the door opened, "I trust this evening finds you well, pet."

Amy held his cool gaze for a long moment, "what brings you to the neighbourhood, Jason?"

The blond vampire made an open gesture, "I merely found myself restless... With the hour growing late, Amy, you ought to be sleeping."

She wrapped her arms around her waist, the redhead still not moving from the doorway. "I couldn't sleep, so I was doing some more research into my family history." Amy chewed on her lower lip in thought, "would you like to come in?"

Jason didn't have to think long about it, the vampire still approaching at leisure. "You had mentioned something about your research?" He queried as he entered the house, "have you made any further progress?"

"I registered an account with the local diocese, to see if they may have any records for Parisian relations." Amy seated herself on the couch, "you had suggested I check the Elite records?"

"That is correct," he seated himself on the opposite end of the couch. "Whilst I am not entirely certain, I believe you do have ancestors who were once members of the Elite. If that is the case, Amy, a look into the records may serve beneficial to you."

She nodded, "as I had mentioned previously to you, no one in my family had spoken of it before.. But, this really isn't a profession that's well known nor spoken of freely. Even amongst family members."

Jason smiled kindly, "I would think not, pet. This is quite the dangerous line of work, speaking from experience on the other side, as it were."

"Hmm," Amy shifted so she was fully facing him, the woman toying with a loose lock of hair. "Since you seem to know so much about me..."

"Shall I tell you a story?" He made himself comfortable, "how much would you like to know Amy? All of it from the beginning?"

"Only as much as you wish to tell, Jason.." She offered a hesitant smile to her sworn enemy. "It is your story, after all."

"A story that I have not shared with many," he informed her honestly. "But I will not overwhelm you with all of the details."

Amy's reply was to lean against the cushion, her hazel gaze on the blond vampire as he started to speak... And at first, he didn't tell her anything that she didn't already know. Perhaps, that was on purpose, or perhaps Jason was just stalling for time. Whatever the case, she listened politely and intently. It wasn't until he actually revealed something new, confirmed what the Elite had always suspected-- that Jason was in fact the last Childe of David. Had Amy not been under any sort of influence, or perhaps if she wasn't so tired, the logical side of her would have kicked in to just end it here and now.. But..

"You sound so lonely," she interrupted him quietly. "I mean, I know there are more of your kind in this world, I've encountered them everywhere but.. You just sound so lonely."

Cool blue eyes regarded the human for what seemed like an eternity.. Mind link established or not, this wasn't exactly the reaction he had anticipated. They had fought against each other on numerous occasions and yet... She was still able to express some sympathy? "And you are not lonely? Even though you have your Elite, your blood relatives?"

Amy yawned, "I try not to think about it.. And besides, the Elite is my life."

Jason simply fell silent, debating on whether or not he should just forgo the upcoming experiment and just seize the moment now.. She was on the brink of sleep, it would only take a matter of moments but... "You should rest properly."

Another yawn, "I'll walk you to the door at least, it would only be polite."

At that he could only nod, the blond vampire too lost in his inner musings. He hadn't expected anything really when he sought her out for the second time that night. But, what had transpired confused him greatly. Not just because she had willingly, with some influence, invited him inside.. But, she had listened, she had asked questions that many had asked. Not that it surprised him to any extent, everyone asked him questions about his past, about his life story.. But, they had all been denied. With her, the very human who was his greatest foe... He had spoken willingly. And that bothered him most of all as he ventured back to the Parisian mansion.

xXx

Dijon, France

Nearly everyone was asleep in the manor already, everyone save for Shane of course and he had to be awake for the night-watch. But, Paul soon found himself awake when there was a loud knock at the front door, the knocking only growing more persistent as Shane took his time checking the monitors..

"I thought they were arriving tomorrow?"

Shane nodded shortly, the two men now standing in the foyer. "Something must have come up.. Or Randy was just getting impatient enough to get Dave to agree."

Paul smirked, "I'll place my bets with the latter."

Shane merely shrugged, the man finally opening the door to let Dave, Christy and Randy inside. "Any particular reason as to why you three are here early?"

Dave ran a hand over his tired face, "someone insisted on getting here early just in case we were needed."

Randy shrugged, "I didn't want to miss out on anything. And besides, it's not like we're here that early, is it?" A beat passed, "where is everyone anyways?"

"Amy is in Paris, Tyson will be joining her tomorrow morning." Shane made an open gesture, "Eric is on call, but, we're not sure where he is at the moment, my father will be arriving next week.. And as you can plainly see, Paul and myself are here, as is John."

"I told you there was nothing important," Dave glared at the younger man, "we could have waited until tomorrow to leave."

Shane nodded abruptly, "and unless one of you is up to taking night-watch? I suggest you find your rooms and turn in for the night. We have a long couple of weeks ahead of us."

Dave lingered behind while Paul showed Randy and Christy to their respective rooms.. "Why is my sister in Paris?"

"I thought she would have told you.." Shane smirked, "she was getting restless here so, I sent her to Paris to handle a few things. Nothing major, I promise you Dave. Just a few necessary tasks."

"And Tyson is joining her because...?"

Shane frowned, "we felt it was necessary... my father, Eric and I. They're in Paris, you know."

Dave arched an eyebrow, "and you sent my sister into Paris knowing this? You willingly let her go there, alone, after what happened to Lisa and Trish?"

"Which is why I'm sending Tyson," the shorter man said tiredly, "I would go myself but I'm needed here until my father arrives.. And since we haven't heard anything from Eric recently, it's to be assumed that I'm in charge. I can't leave this compound un-attended David, you know that."

"I don't like it," the big man said, "I just don't like it at all. Not only is my sister in Paris, alone, but she's in Paris with those bloodsuckers." His eyes darkened, "and with that one little asshole in particular."

Shane nodded, "I'm aware. And while I'm sure you won't want to know about it, I should tell you.. We were attacked by them just the other night."

Dave smiled wryly, "you're right, I really didn't want to know about that.. But what bothers me more? Even though you guys were attacked, you still let Amy go there, alone. What if something happens to her, huh? What then?"

Shane waved it off, trying to keep his tone calm. "Amy knows how to take care of herself, I'm sure we have nothing to worry about. She's one of the best in the Elite, you know it as well as I do."

"I understand that Shane, but she's only one person." Dave inwardly sighed, "she and Christy are the only family I have left. I don't want anything to happen to either one of them and at the moment? Amy's life could very well be on the line."

"If I had thought it was that much of a risk? I would have gone with her to Paris the night she left." Shane crossed his arms over his chest, "trust me Dave, I know how much she means to you... She means just as much to the Elite and to my family. My father thinks of her as a daughter, Eric treats her like a daughter.. Not to say that the Elite doesn't look out for one of their own but--"

"I know," Dave shifted his weight back, the man leaning heavily against the wall. "I also know you wouldn't purposely send her into danger and I'm sorry if I seemed pissy, but.. she's my sister."

"Understood," Shane said with a nod, and he really did understand... his own sister had died in their last battle with the vampires. "If you'd rather, I can have Tyson stay here and you can head into Paris."

Dave shook his head, "if I go, she's more likely to do something stupid.. Just how she is, you know? Always defying me and shit."

Shane nodded, "and if I sent Randy, I highly doubt there would be any work done. Not that I doubt your sister, just Randy's outstanding ability to get highly distracted."

Dave could only snort, "trust me I know. Even if Ames has kicked his ass numerous times before? He still won't back off."

"He's harmless."

"You shouldn't be defending him." A pause, "I think I'm going to call it a night. Will Christy be training with you or Eric?"

"My father actually," Shane ran a hand through his hair, "he wants to personally oversee the last stages of training for John, so, Christy will join them once my father gets here."

Dave simply nodded to that, bidding Shane a quick good night before heading towards what he hoped was his room. Or at least to an empty room, at that point he didn't really care. It bothered him, more than he was ever willing to admit, that Shane had willingly let Amy go into Paris by herself. And maybe she was capable of taking care of herself, but it was still dangerous to let her go there alone.. Especially if those damn vampires were around. In particular, Dave was worried about one vampire... One that his sister had seemingly developed an unhealthy obsession with. He partially understood her reasoning since that vampire had always targeted her during the battles.. but at the same time, she was walking a very dangerous line. Hunting a vampire was one thing, what his sister was doing was completely different... And Dave wondered if she even realised what she was doing because he couldn't quite figure it out himself. Still, he tried to have faith in Amy, she wasn't stupid by any stretch, but... He could only hope that she knew what she was doing.

TBC