Ello! M back with a new chapter. I really hope you like it. It took forever to write it. (I rewrote this chapter. I didn't like the first version of it.) So (Akward silence), CSI Miami isn't mine. Mistakes are. CC is mine and I love reviews. (I can never say thank enough to those who left me reviews.) Here's the story.
It had been weeks since the mysterious disappearance of the vampires that followed Ryan. John felt it was time to hunt on his own. It was daytime, risky, but he felt it was worth it. John was old and had done this before. He felt the need to home at night, when they were most vulnerable. He was on top of an apartment building, when he felt a familiar presence standing behind him. "What are you doing here?" he said with almost disgust.
"I'm hurt John. What happened to a friendly hello?"
John turned, staring at Rebecca. "There's no friendship between us."
"Sad, considering all I've done for you."
"Like what?"
"I was the one that saw the potential in you."
"Of course you were." Anger was clear evident in his voice. "I remember the lovely smile you carried that night."
"Come on John. You are now a novel among our kind. You're powerful. You could do as you please, if only you acted as you should."
"A novel among monsters, ironic."
"Easy John, you, the blonde, and the young one are still the same as us."
"No Rebecca, we're not."
"You should come home, be happy."
"I'm happy away from you."
"Oh yes, Little Lillian Wolfe, the human you fell for."
"Since when did you care?"
"When I heard of your son. Amazing, my little John had a boy. Not with just anyone either. You had one with a Wolfe."
"You leave them out of this."
"Why would I? They're the whole reason for me being here. A legend comes true. Congrats John, you created a fascinating creature. Tell me, does he have his mothers' eyes, or yours." Rebecca gave a laugh.
"You stay away. You're a sadistic monster who manipulates for your master."
"You've forgotten who I am John. You may want to watch out. Ryan will be in our hands soon. My sir will be pleased. He loves toys."
"Ryan is not property. As far as I know, he belongs only to himself."
"Not for long. He and that hatchling will come home. Caine needs to be taught properly, unlike you."
"He has morals, unlike you."
"Says the one who created a half-breed. Tell me, is he like the girl in the legend. I know you read."
"You took my life. You won't take theirs."
"You listen to the blonde whore too much."
"Sometimes, the truth is the best thing to listen to."
"You really are head over heels for that Lily."
"I left to protect her from you."
"How's that working out?"
John gave her a glare. "You call me irresponsible, yet you let two young vampires turn Horatio."
"I agree, it was careless, but he was going to be turned sooner or later. Might as well be now, seeing as he's so close to all of you. I have plans for both of them. I'd hate to hurt or kill any of you. Maybe if you just turned them over…"
"Go to hell."
"That's something I can never do my dear John." She looked out. "I love talking you my little chick, but I must go. I have a so much to do." She disappeared, leaving the other vampire in an angry state.
"Whatever your plan is to get my son Rebecca, it won't work. I'll make sure of it." John said more to himself than to the long gone female vampire.
"Ryan!" Ryan was startled from his daze.
"Rebecca!"
"Ryan, are you ok?" He looked to see Alexx standing next to him. "Who's Rebecca?"
"Sorry Alexx, just in a daze." Ryan honestly didn't know where the name came from. He knew no one by that name. "Rebecca is an old friend of mine that visited last week."
Alexx could tell he was lying through his teeth. "Ryan, what's bothering you?"
"Nothing, just a lot on my mind lately."
Alexx frowned. "You know you can tell me anything, right?"
"Yes."
"Then why are you holding back?"
"I'm not." He was, but there was no way he could explain everything without being put in a psych ward. "Just family stuff." 'You have no idea.' His mind whispered.
"Family stuff?" Alexx was giving him a very stern look.
Ryan was getting nervous, till Calleigh walked in. "Hey Ryan, we just got another callout. It may be related to our current case."
"Ok. Talk to you later Alexx." he said quickly. In his head, Ryan was thanking the heavens. "So where is it?"
"Not far from the original crime scene. I'm driving."
"I'm going to die."
Calleigh only laughed. Alexx was soon called to go to a different scene.
Horatio stood at the scene of a different crime. The one for which Alexx's services would be needed. "What do we have Frank?"
"Unknown, Caucasian male, late twenties to early thirties, he was found by the woman over there, along with a note. The note seems to be personal; it's nailed to his chest."
"It's nailed?"
"Yeah."
Horatio leaned over the body. The male victim looked familiar to him. Alexx was looking him over. "Poor baby. He has a ring Horatio, possibly a family."
"And were going to find out whom. The possible cause of death?"
"He clearly has defensive wounds, but nothing seems fatal. I'll know more when I open him up." She paused for a second. "Horatio, here's the note." He looked at the note still stuck in the chest of the deceased man. "I'll remove it once I'm in the lab. Natalia already photographed the body."
Horatio bent down to get a closer look at the body. "Let me take a look at that note Alexx."
"Of course."
She moved a little out of the way for him to see. He began to read the neatly written note aloud.
John, you should've watched your tongue.
The next one will be far closer to your motley family.
He'll belong to to us soon.
The first name hit him, but he soon brushed it off. There were millions of Johns, thousands in Miami alone. "You can take him away Alexx."
"Maybe we'll find out who he is soon."
Ryan felt the need to go to the morgue. He had one question the victim from his and Calleigh's first case. He could tell she was working on an autopsy, but he felt this was of importance. "Hey Alexx, I have a…" He never finished his sentence. He grew pale and braced himself on the closest counter.
Alexx didn't understand the reaction. She followed after him. "Ryan? What is it baby?"
"My brother."
"What?"
"That's my brother!"
Wow, I'm killing unimportant important people. I feel so evil. *sighs*
