A/N: I do not claim the rights to any of the characters from the Southern Vampire Mysteries or True Blood! Read, review, and enjoy! ^-^

Isabelle's POV:

After we packed up everything and changed, they decided to drive me home although I insisted I could call Eric. Of course, Melissa wasn't too happy with that idea. Who could blame her? I was suppose to be protected, not put into danger, and from what the others thought, he was dangerous.

There was so much going on all at once, I wasn't sure if I was actually functioning properly. Everything that they had said was too much for me to take in all at once and I just needed space.

I would kill for some peace and quiet, just five minutes. Please.

At least with Eric, his mind was blank, leaving me room to roam within my own. Scratch that, he was quiet as it was. But his eyes said more than his mouth would allow. I believe that is what gives the vampires away, their eyes.

What is that saying? The eyes are the windows to the soul. Given vampires still had their souls of course.

Thank goodness during the drive back, they pretty much kept to themselves. Samantha focused on the road ahead. Melissa kept her eyes on the road. And Melanie stayed on her side chanting a spell in Latin.

Maybe they could teach me a few things about being a witch. I could use a few lessons.

"Isabelle, is this your home?" Melanie asked as she grabbed a hold of my arm. "This is not what I've seen. The home that is in my head is a small cottage just around the corner."

I will end up living here? In this small town? Why the fuck would I ever want to come back?

"Milly, not everyone cares to know every detail of their lives." Samantha groaned, "And I think this is a beautiful home darling."

"Its not mine." I said as I looked down at my hands.

"Oh I know. Its his. But still, this is a beautiful home. Reminds me of gran's home in New Orleans." Samantha told me as she sighed.

Melissa pulled up to the driveway and shut off the engine.

As we got out of the jeep, I could hear admiration radiating off their brains.

"I really do think that you should give Amethyst more credit. This ward she got here is the strongest I've ever felt." Samantha said as we entered the house. "So strong, it took a minute or so before it would let us through."

"Then how come the wolves got through?" I had to ask because I knew they weren't friendly.

They were out to get someone, it might not have been any of us, but they weren't here for tea, that's for damn sure. And they were far from friendly. They more like terrifying.

"Well this ward she put up is specific, darling. If they weren't here to harm you, before or after they crossed the threshold, then they could pass." Samantha said as she glanced around the estate.

"Think of it like one of those bridges with a troll underneath. You're unable to pass if you don't pay a toll or something like that right?" Melanie asked, looking back and forth between Melissa and Samantha. I giggled to myself. "So, anyways, if they mean you or Amethyst harm, they can't pass. Simple as that." she said with a roll of her eyes.

Somehow I knew that she really was the youngest. I had a feeling my child would be in the hands of great women. All having their own to offer in the upbringing of my unborn child.

"But of course, they weren't here looking for either of you." Melissa paused, closing her eyes, "But I can see what lead them here. He is quite a catch isn't he?"

"Who? Nick?"

She nodded, still in her zone. "He was here. Not far behind the wolf."

"Wait, what wolf? Did Nick come back when I already left with Eric?"

She shook her head, "Amethyst's wolf." she said with a frown.

"Ron was here? How the hell did he know where to find us?"

If he could find us that easily, whose to say the assassin won't? I thought to myself as I felt my throat tighten.

Samantha laughed, "He is a wolf darling. From the sounds of things, he could be a tracker. It ain't that hard you know? That Nick should know better to cover up his own tracks than to leave a trail. Well, unless of course he was hoping someone would follow the right bread crumbs.."

"Shh!" Melissa said as she waved her hands. "He was angry. Maybe hurt, but not physically." then without opening her eyes, she picked up the crumpled paper from the floor. "He followed them."

I moved closer and whispered to Melanie, "Is she a seer?"

Melanie smiled, "Well, its hard to explain. Long story short, she sees the past. So I guess in a way, she is a seer, but quite limited honey."

I nodded and turned back to Melissa.

"So he followed Amy?" she nodded. "Did the wolves find him?"

She shook her head, "No. By the time he caught up to them, the vampires were long gone. But he's not far from here." she said as she handed me the crumpled paper.

I opened up the note and read it out loud.

"I'll be at Adamantine Star. Don't wait up for me."

Samantha shook her head, "Now that place is just asking for trouble sweetheart, especially on a night like this."

"What do you mean?"

"We have our ways and the others have theirs. Its not always a good thing to share this night with other creatures if you know what I mean."

"So you're telling me that-"

Melissa interrupted me, "No. It was a trap just waiting to happen. It wasn't anyone's fault, least of all the vampire's."

"What do you mean a trap waiting to happen?"

"Right now he is not your concern."

"He is the father of my child. I have a right to be worried." I nearly screamed with frustration.

Melanie shook her head, "Things aren't as simple as it may seem. You were meant to have her whether it was from a one night stand or out of love. Either way, she was meant to be born from the both of you and that is something that can never be changed." she sighed, "But you were never meant to be together."

Wow, those words actually hurt more than I thought it would.

Samantha pushed them aside and wrapped her arm around me. "Hey, that is enough. You'll just stress her out more than she is able to handle." she lead me to the sofa and motioned me to take a seat. "Now, I may not know the past or your future but what I do know is now. And right now you are safe. In fact, the little things you've done up until now has shaped your future for the better."

Melanie took a seat across of me, "What Sam is saying is that although you have someone after you, that person will die eventually. So you really don't have anything to worry about. Your future is planned out already and in it, you are alive and well."

"What do you guys mean planned out?"

Melissa grinned, "Lets just say that you made friends in all the right places."

Okay, it was rude of me, it always is, but I had little patience with their coded talk. So I decided to take a peak into their brains.

As I dropped my shield, images flowed through me. I'm not sure exactly who I was getting them from at first until I sifted through them.

Melanie was going over the premonition she had of me and Eric. Quite an intimate one actually. We were somewhere unfamiliar having one hell of a good fuck.

That was a bit personal. How rude of her to think of something like that. It wasn't a fucking porno to pop in and watch just for the hell of it.

I moved onto Melissa. Hers was something that had already happened. Although I had forgot the events that occurred that night, she however knew exactly what happened. By the time Nick and I made our way to the bedroom, we were half naked and very much wrapped up in each other, literally.

Why do they know so much about me? These are things I don't even know myself! Hell, some of this hasn't even happened yet!

I turned to Samantha. Much to my surprise she wasn't thinking about my past nor my future. She was just…thinking.

"I know she reads minds. I heard Anita mentioning that to them. She's probably reading theirs. Mine is not as interesting as theirs." she sighs in her thoughts too. "But what I don't understand is why we need to take care of her child. If she's in no danger, then the child isn't either." she paused, "But Anita did say that the child will be the one in danger if anyone finds out about her existence."

I frowned, "Who's Anita?" I asked Samantha.

She bit her lip, "Ugh-"

"Sam! Didn't she tell you-" Melissa yelled at her before I interrupted.

I rolled my eyes, "Oh please, like any of you were trying to keep your thoughts from me. You wanted me to see all of that didn't you?" I turned to Melanie, "You wanted me to see that Eric and I will eventually be lovers, that's in my future right?" I scoffed, "Anyone could've assumed that."

"But that is what I received. And I wasn't directing that to you. I promise." she quickly added.

I turned to Melissa, "So that is what you meant when you said that I made friends in all the right places? Since we will be lovers, he will do anything for me right?"

She shrugged, "Not exactly. Like we said before, vampires don't have a future, only a past. We can't see his future or yours if he's in it."

"But she just saw a vision of the both of us. How is that possible?" I said as I quickly stood up. "Or was that a fantasy of yours?"

That question caused Samantha and Melissa to burst into laughter. Melanie, however, didn't find that very funny. She found that offensive as she crossed her arms under her breasts and turned away, pouting.

"I didn't imagine it. It was given to me. Maybe by you, I don't know for sure sweetheart." she looked down, "But it was definitely no fantasy of mine." she scoffed, "If it was my fantasy, darling, then I would at least be in it." she threw a glance at Melissa who, for a second, returned that glance with a piercing stare.

Curiosity got the best of me and I had to take a peak only to find Melissa trying her best to block me out. Of course she wasn't that strong so the walls she put up, I easily broke down. Maybe I should've minded my own business this time because what she was trying to hide was very personal for her and what was left unsaid told me more than what was actually being said.

The images I received from Melissa was of Eric fucking her in more ways than one. For him, it was purely sex, you can tell. But for her, what I felt was-

"Stay out of my head!" she yelled at me as she stormed out of the living room. Not long after, the door slammed.

"They were lovers?" I asked softly. All they did was nod with agreement. I'm not sure if I was comfortable knowing this.

What if she will try to hurt my child because of me?

"But that was over many moons ago. If you dwelled on the many women Eric had, which…" Samantha smiled, "...sadly don't include us, then you won't be able to sleep at night."

Melanie shook her head, "Don't listen to Sam or Lisa. You are the one who shapes your future. If you decide that you don't ever want to see him again then its as simple as that. You could leave tonight and never come back and with that, he won't be in your future."

I gave that thought. I knew deep down that would be wrong because I already made a promise to him. I had to at least uphold my part of the deal. Then it hit me.

"Hold on." I said, taking a seat once again. "You say that you can't receive visions about vampires right?" they nodded. "But why did I? I mean, I've received visions from vampires a few times already. If you say that they don't have a future, well with me, they do."

"I can't explain that. Maybe you're different than us. Maybe your powers are more tweaked than mines." she thought a moment, "Or maybe you view them the way we don't. You look at them and see people." she looked at Samantha, "But we don't. We see them as they are, dead." she cocked her head to the side. "And the dead don't think."

I frowned, "I don't think that's how it works. Does Melissa feel the same way as you do?"

I mean if you looked at the vampires as dead creatures rather than a miracle, then that would be kind of disgusting. Seriously? Under normal circumstances, would you really fuck a corpse? I think not.

She shrugged, "We never asked."

"Did she ever receive visions involving vampires?"

"Not that we know of. If she did, then she didn't bother mentioning it to us."

Samantha cleared her throat, "I think we should be heading out soon. Amethyst is on her way home."

"How do you know that?"

She grinned, "Well, I can see the present and at the moment, if we want to remain anonymous, we need to leave now."

I looked between them two, "Wait, if you can see the present, then you must see the future, and…"

"Lisa sees the past." Samantha said in a rush, finishing my sentence. "We don't have time to explain why or how this happened but in time we will. For now, we'll keep in touch." she said as she motioned for Melanie to join her.

"And Amy? Will she be safe when I'm gone?" I quickly yelled after them as they were leaving through the front door.

Melanie smiled, "She will go through some changes but none the less, she will be perfectly fine as well darling."

"So you really think that she'll be fine without me?"

"Oh honey, I know she'll be fine." she said.

Melanie stepped forward, "I think its about time for us to get going." she sighed as she placed a hand over my flat belly. "You keep her safe, you hear me? You do your part and we'll do our part as well."

I nodded, "I would never intentionally put my child, let alone an unborn child in danger."

Maybe they believed me, I'm not too sure, but they just simply nodded.

"Oh before we go…" Melanie whispered, "we were never here, got it? We never met you and you never met us."

I frowned. I didn't like keeping stuff from Amy, not this huge either.

Your daughter. I had to remind myself why everything had to be so secretive.

"Got it." was all I could say because by then they were already down the porch and in the car.

Amethyst POV:

Spring Break:

Lily and I had agreed to go on a small road trip for spring break two years ago. We invited Isabelle, but as usual, she came up with some excuse not to go.

She didn't want to admit it then and she sure as hell wasn't about to admit it now. I knew that ever since we left for college, she's been home sick. Her grandmother passed away a few years ago, and to be honest, I don't think she ever got over it. She has lost so much in her short life and yet she finds a way to continue to live or at least try.

All she ever did was spend her free time with Ryan. If she wasn't with him, then she was working or in class. I'm not saying Ryan wasn't good for her, he was the best thing that could ever happen to her at the time. He was a really good guy and Isabelle deserved nothing but the best. Isabelle just hasn't found the fine line between her friends and Ryan.

"Amy, will you get your ass in the car already?" Lily yelled from the driver's seat of her pink convertible.

"Sweetie, Las Vegas will still be there." I told her as I placed my bags in the trunk.

"True but we have reservations at Caesars' Palace. Check in is at eleven and if we continue at the speed that you're going, we won't make it on time."

I had to laugh at that statement. Coming from Lily? "Since when are you ever on time for anything?" I continued laughing as I closed the trunk and climbed into the car.

We would've stayed at either of our family Villas in Las Vegas but we wanted to feel independent. Others might look at us 'privileged' girls and laugh when we say that we want to be independent and yet we still receive a sizable monthly income from them, but renting our own hotel room is just the first step. Or is it the second step? First step, being that we sneaked away to Las Vegas without their permission. Either way, we are branching off one step at a time.

"Amy, honey, you know I love you but if you say another word about me being late for everything, I will toss you on the side of the road."

"You wouldn't dare."

She turned to me with a big smile, "You're right! Fuck Amy! I so hate you, you know that?" she gave me a nudge on my shoulder.

I giggled, "Lily, you know you love me!"

She rolled her eyes as she put her foot to the petal and burned rubber out of there.

The one thing that Lily and I have in common is ourselves. We love to take pictures anywhere and everywhere. You name it, we done it. I'll admit that we both had sex in the same room at the same time and we even recorded it without the guys knowing. That is something Isabelle would never do so we never told her about it.

I pulled out my camera my parents had got me as a going away gift and began snapping away. Of course Lily posed as much as she could while driving, all the while I took pictures of mainly myself.

"Amy, can you get my video camera? I want you to record this." she asked, glancing sideways.

"Where is it?"

"In my purse in the back seat."

I took off my seat belt and fumbled in the back seat for her purse. When I found it, I pulled it to the front with me and searched through it. Just when I finally found her camcorder, something else had caught my eye.

I had to look twice before my mind caught up with my eyes. I gasped.

"You found it yet?"

I couldn't speak, just nod. I pulled it out, "What's this?"

She turned to see what it was that I was holding in my hand, her face turned ghost white and she nearly swerved off road before regaining control. "Nothing." she said, quickly snatching it from my grasp.

"Lily, don't you dare tell me that is nothing." I scoffed, "It's a pregnancy test."

"Alright, I got scared okay? I was a week late and I got scared." she flashed me her Hollywood smile, "But its fine now. I had my period last week."

"But the thing is p-"

She let out a nervous laugh, "Its probably broken. You can never trust those things, you know?"

I didn't know. I was wild, that much was true, but I was also very safe. I made sure I used condoms and birth control just to be on the safe side.

"Who was it?"

She sighed, "No one special. Just a really stupid mistake. That's all."

Lily hasn't been seeing anyone for the past six months. It made me wonder who she was seeing on the side. The only time she kept that from us was when she was dating my ex back in the eighth grade. I got over it eventually. But still, it makes you wonder.

"Please, don't let this stupid crap ruin our trip." she said, tossing the pee stick out the car. Then she turned to me with her pouty lips.

Ugh! She know I can never say no when she does that!

"Lets pretend that never happened then." I agreed. "But next time you have a pregnancy scare, come to me. You know I'll always be there for you."

"I know." she said, grabbing a hold of my hand and gave it a squeeze. "I know I can always come to you with those things."

After we checked in with our luggage, we took a walk on the Vegas strip, sight seeing. We started out from Caesars Palace and headed toward The Luxor and then back around toward Circus Circus. Lily made sure we didn't miss anything and by golly, you'll be surprise to know that aside from shopping, you could spend the whole day exploring.

Of course we made sure we took a ton of pictures and videos to remember our girls only spring break. It wasn't the same without Isabelle but we tried to make the best of it. I guess the three of us can't always be together all the time the way we use to be when we were kids. But we aren't kids anymore, we've grown up.

By nightfall, we decided to go out clubbing around the Las Vegas strip before settling down at Palomino's strip club. It was located down the old Las Vegas strip and was the only strip club that featured fully nude dancers and a full bar.

You would think that because this was Sin City, there would be more strip clubs featuring butt naked dancers than just one. And not all strip clubs serve alcohol. Who'd thought? Its Las Vegas, for crying out loud!

Where was the SIN in this city?

When we walked into Palomino's, it was dimly lit with dark colored walls. I could tell you what color they were but I was buzzed from a few too many Long Island Iced Teas and simply didn't care. We walked down the hall and I noticed that there were men and women all around us, the half naked ones, I assumed were the strippers.

The further we walked into the club, I noticed a steep stairway to my left leading to the second floor. Instead of taking the stairway like the rest of the women, we continued straight down the hall only to come to a dick shaped stage (I was drunk and horny and that's what came to mind, that's also what it reminded me of). The stage came out like one hell of a long shaft and at the very end was a stripper pole which went all the way up to the ceiling. Did I mention the ceiling was extremely high making the pole maybe a mile high long? Okay, maybe not that high, but it was quite a distance from the stage to the ceiling.

My eyes followed the pole up and saw a naked female sliding down the pole, ass up in the air with her legs wrapped around the pole.

That is some sexy shit right there! I thought to myself as we took a seat at the tables in front of the stage.

I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Without thinking, I did what a man would do and hollered at her.

Lily burst into laughter, "Amethyst, where's your money?" I reached into my purse and pulled out a stack of ones and fives. "Well, tip your stripper." she said, adding a wink.

The waitress approached our table at the same time I took my short stack of bills to the stage.

The stripper (lets call her Strawberry because that is exactly what she smelt like, strawberries. Yes, even her pussy) rubbed her crotch on the pole before crawling low to the ground in my direction.

She rolled her hips to the beat and paused, flipping her hair up as she flashed me a smile.

Strawberry had almond shaped eyes (it was too dark to see what color they were) a cute small nose with a very feminine mouth. She had glittery peach skin and was in great shape. Her arms weren't muscular but it was well toned. And her legs were well defined but still very feminine.

Climbing up and down that pole must be one hell of a work out.

She had an ass too, along with a nice pair of breasts, not too small, not too big, just right and natural. Her pussy was hairless as well. She had a beautiful face and a great body, legs about as long as Lily' I saw her on the side of the street, I would think that she would be a model or something, that's how beautiful she was.

I unbuttoned enough buttons to my top so my breasts were showing and stuffed a few fives between them. Strawberry grinned as she shoved her face between my breasts and retrieved the bills with her teeth. She then took the money from her mouth and added it to the pile of cash on the stage. She rolled onto her back and pulled me down to her, shoving my face to her bare breasts.

Behind us, I could hear men howling which made Strawberry more ferocious. I'll admit this was turning me on knowing the men behind us were more than likely hard as rocks.

Strawberry rolled back onto her stomach and pulled her legs up under her. She reached for my hands and cupped her breasts with them. The hand that held the money, she had slip between her legs, so I slipped some cash between her lips and I felt her vagina muscles contract. The slip of my finger made her throw her head back and as she arched her back, she let out a moan.

Before we took things to the next level, the DJ began to thank her, which I knew was her cue to go. So she winked at me as she stood up and collected her earnings. I turned around and headed back to our table.

That was when I noticed Lily had company. There were two men. The main one that caught my attention was the more handsome one with the scar on his face. He had long enough hair to run your hand through it. His eyes were round and dark and his mouth was hard.

"Amy, this is Trent and Malcolm." she told me, clinging to Malcolm like he was already hers.

"Hi." I said as I took a seat next to Trent.

Apart of me wondered how did he get such an ugly scar. It was claw marks, I knew that much. Maybe a bear? Either way, he was still handsome with or without that scar.

"Quite a show you put on for us back there." Malcolm said with a smirk.

"I doubt that was a show was it?" Trent asked, turning to me. "She's well known for her, ahem, talents."

I nodded slowly, "Of course."

Malcolm caught Lily's attention and held it. Without breaking eye contact, he nearly whispered. "Why don't we get out of here? Lets go somewhere."

Lily nodded with agreement. "Yes, Amy, lets go back to the hotel."

I watched them with concern, "Lily, we just got here."

We don't even know these men. I thought to myself.

Its true, I've had many one night stands, a few drunken night stands, and quite a few flings. But I knew better than to just run off with some strange man that I literally just met. I know I'm in no position to judge, but seriously? I know I wasn't at the stage no more than two minutes, maybe less. This was crazy, even for me, and I can get really crazy.

Ignoring me, she stood up with Malcolm and they began to leave.

Before I could reach for her, Trent grabbed me by my waist, turning me around so that I was now facing him. "Amethyst, why don't you-"

"Hey, don't be doing that stuff in here. Get the hell out." the big man behind us said to him.

I shook my head, feeling a bit dizzy.

Shit, don't throw up yet. I yelled within myself, swallowing down hard.

"Alright." Trent placed his finger under my chin, "Are you ready?"

I tugged out of his grasp, I knew something was wrong. I could feel it. This doesn't feel right. "No, thank you." I told him, searching the club for Lily.

Fuck! How the fuck did I lose her?

I gently pushed him off of me and began heading toward the direction I last saw Lily go. Suddenly a cold hand wrapped its way around my arm, pulling me off to the side of the hallway.

I looked up to see Trent again. Irritated, I grunted, "Ugh! Don't you give up? Leave me alone." I told him as I tried tugging out of his grip.

He grinned, tightening his grip around my arm. "I'll leave when I'm good and ready. Do you understand?"

I could feel myself nod as his eyes met my gaze. Willingly I let him lead me out the club and into the back of the parking lot.

I was straining to gain control of my body but there was something holding me back.

As I closed my eyes, I began chanting in my head, drowning out a humming. "Unveil my eyes, unveil my eyes, unveil my eyes!" as soon as I felt the hold on me lift, I yelled it out loud. "Unveil my eyes, unveil my eyes, unveil my eyes!"

I screamed when I opened my eyes to see Trent for what he really was…a monster!

He tried to reach for my throat but something growled pass me and knocked Trent to the ground. There was a brawl before me but all I saw was a big ball of blur? I could hear growling and hissing though.

I stumbled backward and bumped into something. I glanced back to see a naked man crouched over with his head low and his fists on the ground.

I gasped, "Oh my god! I'm so sorry!"

He looked up and for a second, his eyes were yellow. He flashed me a toothy grin, "I suggest you take your friend home." he told me as he stood up and stretched.

I tried hard to keep my eyes from wondering down south. I mean, this man was wearing nothing but his birthday suit and an amazing smile. This naked man was very handsome. Yes, he had a full beard, but his body was unmistakably ripped! He looked almost exactly like the actor who played Dracula in the movie Dracula 2000 (of course with a full beard and a well defined body).

He stepped forward, towering my five feet three, and sniffed me.

"Witch?"

"Were?"

I have never actually came into contact with one but I heard about them. I wasn't sure if he was a wolf though. But by the looks of things, I was pretty sure he was a werewolf.

He flashed me another toothy grin, "You're not from around here are you?"

"And what would give that away?" I asked, batting my eyelashes dramatically with a Southern Belle accent.

He bellowed, "You sure know how to attract the wrong type of company." He stepped closer, closing the gap between us.

Compared to me, he looked like a brute. But I wasn't afraid of him. If was going to hurt me, he would've already done so.

I could feel warmth radiating off of his skin. My body took control and I had to touch him. As soon as my hand came into contact with his skin, there was a static shock at first, but then his warmth began to settle with my own. "Wow." I breathed heavily.

His jaw tightened as he frowned down at me. Maybe I should've kept my hands to myself.

Fuck! I couldn't help it!

Before I could finish, "I'm sorry." his mouth clashed down onto mine with such hunger, no, fuck hunger, it was force, I lost my footing and stumbled backward. He quickly caught me, pinning me up against the wall. At that point, he deepened the kiss as he pressed his body against mine.

I could feel his bulge growing as he lift me up against the wall and wrapped my legs around his waist. I couldn't help but release a moan in his mouth. I felt his growl rumble in return. His hands fumbled up my skirt, moving my thong out of the way so that he could slip his fingers into my center. I pulled away and bit down on his shoulder as another moan escaped my mouth.

Someone from a distance, cleared their throat, pulling us back to reality. I felt 'Dracula' tense up as he placed be back onto my own feet. That was a bad idea because, I nearly tumbled off to the side before he held me by my arms.

I looked up and met his gaze as he whispered, "You are dangerous." I licked my lips before flashing him my own toothy grin.

He turned his head slightly, "I thought you had everything in control."

"Well, no thanks to you, that fucking vamp got away!" the man growled from a distance.

I peaked around 'Dracula' to see another naked man, well a half man, half wolf anyway. He was still changing back into his human form and he was furious.

"Why don't you track him down while I take them home?" 'Dracula' looked back down at me and frowned. "Zander, you do realize that the more time you waste here, the further away he'll get."

Oh so 'Dracula' has a name. Zander.

"I'll see you around." he said with a grin right before disappearing into the night.

I felt kind of stupid just standing there with the other guy staring at me.

He was definitely older than Zander, maybe by a couple of years.

Do all Werewolves have ripped bodies and hairy faces? I thought as I looked him over. Definitely.

Although Zander was tanned, this guy was a shade or so lighter with light brown hair. I couldn't see his face too clearly because the light was right above his head, casting a shadow over his face.

Well this is awkward. I thought as I pulled down my skirt. I glanced up in time to watch him walk off into the shadows. But I knew he was still there, I could feel him.

Then, after about two minutes, he emerged with a pair of jeans, zipped up and hanging off his hips and Lily in his arms.

What a friend I am. I practically had sex in the back of a strip club while my friend was passed out on the side with a fight happening right in front of us. I mentally beat myself. No, in front of me, but behind Zander.

"Where's your car?" he asked, walking closer.

"We caught a cab here." I quickly told him, which was true.

"Alright, I guess we'll have to take mine." he said turning around. He began walking toward the back of the parking lot to a lonely truck.

I'm guessing he expected me to follow him, so I quickly caught up with him.

"The keys are in my back pocket." I bit my tongue. He turned to face me with a raised eyebrow, "Or you could hold your friend while I grab them."

I took a deep breath before slowly reaching into his back pocket. I could feel his warmth as well. It reminded me of a warm fireplace on a cold winters night, cozy and-

"You still with me sweetheart?" he asked me as he chuckled.

I quickly wrapped my fingers around the keys and pulled back as if he had burned my hand. Without looking at him, I quickly unlocked the doors and tossed the keys on the chair.

He shook his head as he placed Lily in the truck. Then he turned to me, "You getting in or do you need my help?"

I shook my head, "No thanks, I got this one." I glanced down to Lily who looked passed out. "But what's wrong with her?"

"Humans have their ways of dealing with, ugh, the Supernatural's." he told me as he got into the drivers seat.

I ran around the truck and got in. "Will she be fine?"

He smiled as he looked at me, "Of course. He didn't bite her, if that's what you mean."

Present:

"Amethyst." Pamela called after me. "You with me darling?"

I cleared my throat and nodded, "Yes. Sorry. I was lost in my…never mind."

"I would like to apologize about tonight. It truly was a misunderstanding."

How is being kept prisoner for the past few hours a 'misunderstanding'? I thought to myself as I gazed out the window. Maybe it was my fault. Trent was after me before and if he's anything like a tiger, they don't change their stripes too often.

Pamela continued, "I hope you do stop by for a visit."

I nodded, "I think I just need time to think my life through."

I don't care if Sophie-Anne takes care of the guy who's been trying to kill us, I don't want to be around Vampires and basements and…Trent. I promised my parents I would get married and have kids and that is exactly what I'm going to do after all this.

"Does Isabelle know what you're planning on doing?"

Isabelle.

"Not yet. If she wants to follow, then that's fine. But I'm getting the hell out of this town."