A/N: Ok again a great response to last chapter! Thank you! It really makes me even more eager to update when I know that I have reviewers! I'm planning on leaving a few cliffes in the next few chapters, though this one probably isn't one.

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The man threw Beth into a chair and held her while his accomplice tied her hands and feet. Beth fought them both, but they were stronger than her and easily overpowered her.

"Now, give us the elixir," the man commanded. Beth stared at him.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she said firmly. She glanced at the other man. He was young, barely older than twenty. She presumed that this young man was the older ones son.

"Don't play coy with me. I know you have it," he growled. The younger man looked at her, and for a moment she could've swore that she saw sympathy in his eyes.

"I'm not, and I don't have it. I don't even know what it is," she maintained eye contact and refused to back down. The man slapped her face, causing her head to turn sharply. She tasted the blood in her mouth but ignored it.

"You can't lie to me. I know all about you. I've done my research. You're the one, you're the vampire princess," he paced a circle around her. She tried to keep her eyes on him but couldn't so she settled for staring straight ahead.

"There's no such thing as a vampire princess, that's just a story," she mumbled. In her mind she saw Mick's smiling face, and that gave her strength. She didn't know what these men would do to her, and she didn't want to.

"So you know the story? Of course you do, it's about you after all. Now correct me if I make any mistakes but, weren't you a princess? You fell ill and your parents brought in everyone they could to save you, but none of them could. One priest cast a spell over you, which turned you into a vampire, and since then you have been hiding. I haven't figured out why you haven't passed on your elixir, but I know that you have turned others. Now tell me where it is!" he bellowed. His son cringed at his father's voice, so Beth kept her eyes on the son.

"What's your name?" she asked the young man. The man looked at his father then mumbled something. She smiled at him and he spoke again, louder.

"Jason," he said. He kept his eyes on Beth, never letting them stray to his father.

"Jason," she smiled, "You don't want to do this, I'm not the one you want, let me go, please," she tried to connect with him. She almost succeeded; she could see it in his eyes. He didn't want to keep her here. Suddenly the father slapped Jason's face. Jason stepped back from Beth and slunk into a corner, rubbing his face gently.

"Shut the fuck up!" the father bellowed. He turned away from his son and glared at Beth. "Now, give me the elixir!" he ordered. Beth shook her head defiantly. The man put his hand into his waistband and pulled out a gun. Beth would bet anything that the bullets were solid silver. She swallowed nervously, her eyes flicking to Jason.

Jason stood in the darkest corner of the room, his eyes locked on her. She could tell that he didn't want to be here, that he didn't think it right to keep a woman here against her will. She wanted to talk to him, to get him on her side, but she knew it was pointless; even if he was he had no power over his father. She lowered her gaze and focused on the carpet in front of her. She contemplated screaming, hoping that someone in a nearby room would help her, but that would also prove pointless. As even if someone did come running, Jason's father wouldn't have any qualms about killing someone. So, she was trapped.

"Don't make me use this on your pretty face, not to mention your old face. Now, I'm sure that in your time you have seen pretty much everything there is to see. You've experienced more than anyone. And you hold the key to immortality. My family has hunted you for centuries, and now I have you. Give me the elixir," he waved the gun in her face as he spoke.

"I don't have it, and even if I did I wouldn't give it to you," she spat back. He aimed the gun at her foot and shot her. She screamed at the pain, tears filling her eyes before she could stop them.

"Peter! Leave her alone!" Jason cried out as Beth's face contorted in pain. Peter whirled around to face his son. He raised the gun and without hesitation fired a single shot into the boys shoulder.