Heres the next chapter everyone. Thanks to Dark Lord Daishi, ARavingLooony, DovahofStrunx6 and Guest for your reviews :D Glad you liked poor Nazir and his fear of flying...I probably wont put him under that sort of stress again...Maybe ;D


Morgan followed Astrid as she led them into what looked like the dining hall. And it seemed everyone who lived in this hideout was there, she mused. She could instantly smell the werewolf, and by the way he raised an eyebrow, she knew that he was rather shocked that she was a vampire.

"Another vampire? Sorry, two more vampires?" an old man said with a dark chuckle.

Morgan smiled sweetly at him, exposing her razor sharp fangs.

"I would have thought you would be pleased to meet someone who can call a storm whenever she wants to" Morgan replied.

Festus almost laughed at that response but held himself in check…it wouldn't do to show how easy the vampire had managed to gain his respect in even the slightest way…it had taken Babette thirty years of knowing him before he had told her how much he respected her. And speaking of which...

"The Dragonborn is a vampire? Astrid, why didn't you tell me?"

Morgan and Serana looked at the little girl as she walked in, giving Astrid a wide smile that showed her fangs as well.

"I thought it would make a nice surprise Babette" Astrid replied with a grin.

Babette chuckled as she came closer and hugged Morgans legs while looking up at her.

"How does it feel to be gifted?"

Morgan found she liked this little vampire girl immediately.

"I'm still getting used to it" she admitted.

"Hello Morgan"

Morgan then spotted Elisif sitting at the table with a goblet of wine in her hand. She looked tired and worried. She picked up Babette (who let out a squeak of disapproval and making a few of the Dark Brotherhood members snigger) and walked over to sit beside Elisif, placing Babette on her lap.

"Elisif. Its nice to see you well"

"And you. I must admit Morgan, when I found out what had happened, I was scared of what you might do. But it seems that everyone underestimates you. I apologise"

Morgan smiled at her.

"Elisif, please stop feeling so guilty. I was scared too but thanks to Serana here and a few others, I can still do what I used to do. Its just that walking around in sunlight is rather annoying now"

"You mean you set alight…sorry Babette" Arnbjorn said, grinning at the vampire girl.

Morgan exchanged a smirk with Serana, while Babette raised her eyebrow at why they were finding such a thing amusing.

"Show them my darling" Morgan asked her.

There was gasps as Serana shifted into her Vampire Lord form. Babette was the only one who was grinning at the sight before her.

"You're a Volkihar aren't you?" she said softly. She knew about them but this was the first time she had ever seen one.

Morgan smiled.

"She is…and so am I. We can walk around in daylight as long as we have fed a short time before. I haven't been shown how to change like that yet though"

"She's beautiful" Babette said.

Morgan smiled as Serana changed back.

"Yes. Yes she is"


The next few hours, they all sat in the dining room while Elisif explained what had happened just before her exile. And when the Thalmor were mentioned, Morgan swore loudly…and Nazir cracked off a joke like he always seemed to when the opportunity came.

"Now now, there's children present" he said, pointing to Babette, who was still sitting on Morgans lap and idly tracing her fingers along Morgans arms.

"Yes, and seeing as I am older than all of you except the obvious ones, that says it all my dear Nazir"

"That rhymed" Gabriella sniggered.

The laughter quietened down as Morgan spoke again.

"Elenwen. By Talos, I hate that bitch. The amount of times she tried to kill me…."

"She didn't even get close though" Astrid pointed out, "and now that you have the strength, speed and agility of a vampire, let alone your dragon blood running through you, she won't be much of a problem"

"True, but there's also the Imperial legion to worry about. And of course bounty hunters who are undoubtedly after the price on mine and Seranas heads. And then there's the Dawnguard" Morgan replied, counting them off with her fingers….and smiling a little as Babette interlocked her fingers with hers.

"Attack each enemy as they come and don't wear yourself out. Kill them when they appear and show no mercy"

Serana nodded at Babettes reasoning.

"She's right Morgan. We need to show them that just because we are both vampires, we don't exactly run around and rip peoples heads off and drain them dry, but at the same time we wont simply vanish or hide like they want us to do"

"The ripping limbs off part is what we werewolves do" Arnbjorn said with a wicked grin.

Morgan smiled.

"Thank you…oh and there's one more faction that are after us" she added.

"My father" Serana supplied.

"Great, just what we needed" Festus muttered.

"Festus, darling? Shut up" Babette said primly as she leaned onto Morgan, her head resting on her collarbone.

Serana smiled at the sight before talking again.

"He's dangerous but he only has a small group that he trusts. I doubt he will go to any of the mortals for help" she pointed out, "He's too stubborn to admit that even he needs help sometimes"

"On the plus side, we have a Dragonborn, a few dragons as her allies and she's also a vampire who is in love with another vampire" Astrid said, giving Morgan a small wink.

Morgan smiled again before she yawned. Everyone saw this and Astrid motioned to everyone that the meeting was over.

"Everyone get some rest. Babette? Do you mind taking Serana and Morgan to their room that we prepared?"

Babette nodded as she leapt off Morgans lap and smoothed her cream skirt down while Morgan stood up and linked her hands with Babette and Serana. She smiled gratefully at Astrid, who just nodded, before Babette started walking down a narrow corridor, leading them into a small room.

"Here we are. A nice large bed. We didn't have another one so you will have to share" she said.

Morgan and Serana smiled at each other.

"I don't think that will prove to be a problem. Thank you Babette"

Babette smiled as she hugged both of her kin before skipping away. Morgan lay down and Serana curled up next to her, laying a possessive hand on her stomach.

"Such innocence lost in a child…" Serana muttered "She's been around a long time so she has gotten used to it but she probably also wishes she were an adult as well. Hence why she speaks so plainly every so often"

Morgan nodded and wrapped her arm round Seranas waist and brought her lips to hers in a slow and deep kiss.

"She's adjusted though. And if you and she could do that, then so can I" she replied.

Serana sighed as Morgan rolled on top of her.

"Indeed. Now shut up and kiss me"


Astrid was standing with Babette, watching Liz inject her fangs into a wrapped up body that squirmed slightly before a small cry could be heard…and then going limp. She hated spies like this. Thinking they could sneak up on the Dark Brotherhood was a bad idea when they couldn't even get through the door. The spy had been found a few hours before the Dragonborn had appeared, but she hadn't thought it necessary to tell her about it.

"The fool" Babette muttered.

Astrid nodded.

"Are they settled in?"

Babette could hear the throes of passion between the two vampires thanks to her heightened senses and smirked slightly.

"They seem to be"

"Good. So what do you think of this?" she said, pointing at the spider that was now draining the wrapped up body dry with her long fangs.

"I think he deserved it. If he hadn't come near us, he might have lived a little longer. But they don't seem to train Stormcloak soldiers very well do they?"

Astrid smirked.

"Indeed not. And because he will never return to his fake King, it shows that we and our new guests mean business if they ever find out who was responsible for his disappearance. What about Elisif by the way, she seems a little calmer now"

Babette nodded. She had slipped a calming draught into the wine after Elisif had a small panic attack at seeing Liz for the first time and she hadn't been the same since.

"She will be fine. And now that Morgan is here, she has someone she knows that she can fully trust"

Astrid lay her hand on the vampires shoulder.

"Get some rest darling, we have a lot of work to do"

Babette hugged Astrid gently (knowing that the first time she had done that to a human, she had broken all his ribs), and walked away, singing a song that sounded rather rude in Astrid's mind. She made a mental note to talk to her husband about teaching Babette lyrics about a dragon, a Nord and a bottle of mead.


Isran sighed heavily as he met the gaze of General Tullius. He tried to ignore the Altmer that was standing beside him…she scared the crap out of him because of what she was. The Thalmor ambassador herself.

"I told you Tullius, I have men posted in all the cities in Skyrim and not one of them has seen her. And of course, you sent the platoon of men to High Hrothgar and tried to force your way inside…don't you know anything about the Greybeards and what they can do? Let alone the dragons that they obviously have at their command" Isran said, keeping his eyes on Tullius.

"You speak treason" Elenwen said tartly.

"You speak shit, but what's new?" Isran retorted.

"Enough" Tullius sighed, a hint of anger in his tone. "Yes, we made a mistake trying to force our way inside High Hrothgar. But you made a mistake in sending the Dragonborn to that cave. She may still have been a valuable asset to Skyrim and the Empire if she hadn't been turned into a monster"

"You speak of her as a pawn, an item" Isran said, standing up and glaring at him. "I saw her as a potential vampire killer and we all know how much she has done in trying to keep Skyrim safe…or would you rather have had her die at Helgen? Yes, I know all about her story. Everyone does"

Elenwen hissed now, and Isran held one hand on the hilt of his war hammer, just in case she tried anything…he hated the Thalmor almost as much as vampires. But at least you knew where you stood with a vampire he mused as Elenwen stalked over to him, her chin above the top of his head die to her superior height.

"So you wont help us?"

"I have a duty to kill vampires Ambassador and that's what I will do. Anything about the Civil War is all your problem"

"And the Dragonborn? She's a vampire and no-one knows what side she is on" Tullius said.

"She's a target like the others. Is there anything else or are you going to waste my time?" Isran said quietly.

"No. Begone before something bad happens to you"

Isran gave Elenwen a smile.

"You know, Morgan once described you to someone as a 'complete and total bitch'. It seems she wasn't polite enough. Good day Ambassador, Tull…."

His words were cut off when a dagger pierced his heavy armour and Elenwens free arm wrapped around his neck as she lowered him to the ground, straddling his waist. She sneered at him.

"She knows nothing of what I am. We will take over your vampire hunters army Isran. Don't worry, Tullius knows what to do with them"

"Bitch. I hope she bites you….."

Tullius raised his eyebrow as Isran stopped breathing and Elenwen stabbed him again for good measure before standing up and looking at him. He nodded respectfully and she smiled at him.

"Carry on General" she said before walking out of the room.

Tullius looked at the dead body of the commander of the Dawnguard and knew he would have to think of a cover story…luckily for him, he could always blame it on vampires he thought with a smirk.