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Thanks for continuing to read this everyone and even review it. Last update for the weekend. Next should be around Tuesday

A few weeks went by and everything seemed to be going alright for the four of them.

The Turner's sort of adopted the girls and they accepted them as their sort of parents. It wasn't the same of course but it was all they had. Plus, Will and especially Elizabeth liked having the girls around.

Not being able to have children themselves, it was a pleasant experience.

One night while Elizabeth and Will were on the hunt, Sophie and Gabby were to stay put in a local park. At the moment Sophie was playing on the slide while Gabby was motionless on the swing.

"Hey."

Both girls jumped and turned to see a boy leaning against the trunk of a tree. He seemed to be a bit pale and his hair was black and reached the base of his neck.

Sophie ran to her sister's side and the boy raised his hands.

"Easy, I come in peace."

"Honestly?" Gabby asked.

"Well I'm not exactly the most honest person there is but I'm honest about this. Honestly."

"What're you doing out so late? Shouldn't you be in bed?"

"What can I say; I'm a rebel," he said walking closer to them. "I'm Steve and shouldn't you be in bed yourself."

Gabby gave him one of those looks.

"I don't get to know your name?"

"I don't trust you."

"Trust is a fleeting thing," he said with a shrug.

He turned away and Gabby found herself blushing. He was rather attractive and his accent was to die for. He gave them one last, piercing look with his green eyes and left.

Gabby watched him leave before Sophie pulled her away.

"Will and Elizabeth are probably almost finished. We should go."

"Right," Gabby said and left.

"Anything interesting happen while we were gone?" Will asked.

At the same time, the girls answered.

"No." "We met a boy."

"A boy," Elizabeth asked.

"Sophie," Gabby said annoyed.

"Who was it?" Will asked.

"His name was Steve. He just walked up to us and started talking about trust."

Will and Elizabeth shared a look.

"Thanks for telling us dear. We'll keep a close watch on it."

They continued with their makeshift meal and before long the girls went off to do their own thing.

Elizabeth started to clean up and Will remained stationary, thinking about how odd all this was. "Will, don't get too distracted. We've got plans tonight."

"I know," he said.

He stood up and sighed while stretching. "I'll be in the bedroom," he said and gave her a quick kiss and left.

Elizabeth quickly finished and went after him. It was their favorite time of day on a Thursday it always went unwasted. When she arrived, the lights were turned down low, music was coming from the nearby system and Will had sprinkled rose petals around the bed. Will himself was sitting cross-legged on the red silk sheets with his shirt off and pants still on looking at her with his hands under his chin and a smirk on his face.

"What kept you?" he asked.

"Stubborn stain," she said.

Elizabeth walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck before kissing him and pushing him backwards onto his back. She looked down at him from above and smiled before opening the button on his pants. Will began to take off her shirt and looked at the beauty that was before him.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too," she said back and began to kiss him once again.

The door opened again and James stumbled into his house. It was well past two a.m. and he was wasted. He collapsed onto the couch and lay there for the longest time staring at nothing. The police had no new leads on his sisters and in the meantime he buried his parents.

Everything about his life just sucked. It just fucking sucked. What he wouldn't give for a sign or a message.

"It took you a long time to get back."

James jumped and looked to a dark corner. A lamp came on and sitting in a chair was a teenage boy. He looked like the sort that went to school with his sister; a punk boy.

"Who're you?" James asked with a slur.

"My name is Steve and I've got information about your sisters."

"My sisters? What could you possibly know about that?"

"I know that they were bitten by evil vampires."

James stared at him for a few minutes before he began to laugh. "You've got to be kidding me. Vampires. They don't fucking exist."

"Actually, they do. I am one as well."

"You're a vampire? What kind of weed are you smoking?"

The boy jumped to his feet and forced him against the wall pining him in place. "Your sisters are trapped and I know of a way to save them."

"How?" James was beginning to unfortunately believe this man.

"Join our side. Fight for us and we'll give them freedom."

"And why should I believe you?"

"You don't have to. But I know where they are. They were here just a little while ago with them before they were forced out of here. They are treated like vermin."

The more this boy continued to speak, the more James began to believe him.

"What can I do though against these vampires?"

"That's a good question," he said and quickly bit James.

Before long he was lying on the floor and Richard walked into the room.

"Excellent work Steven."

Steve nodded and Richard picked up the body and they left into the night.

Yes Smithy, hot vampire sex. Poor James getting caught up in the middle and all that. Thanks for reading.