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Sally and George are here! I love Sally and George, I may have mentioned that.

Basically, the next couple of chapters will be about moving to Transylvania, and then this story will end and another sequel will start. Because Transylvania will be a whole new thing.

With that said, on we go!

-YD-

The house full of vampires and children were remarkably calm for most of the time Vlad and Bertrand were gone, but Alex and Wolfie both noticed Ingrid and Robin getting hit with a massive spike of anger. Wolfies canine senses let him sniff out high emotions, and Bertrand suspected Alex had some kind of innate empathic sense, which would make him easier to teach telepathy apparently. "Mama, papa, what's going on?" Looking at her sons worried eyes, Ingrid swallowed back the venom in her chest - she didn't even know what Vlad or Bertrand (she was leaning towards Vlad) were angry at. "One of them is mad about something, I have no idea what or why though. There's no fear or pain though, so aside from being mad they are both fine."

Piers and Talitha looked at her and Robin in surprise. "How do you even do that?" Uncomfortable at best talking feelings with her bondmates, Ingrid wasn't going to start with them. "I'm not sure on the particulars, you would have to ask Vlad and Bertrand." "You guys are blood bound, don't you feel each other? In an emotional sense, not a rude one." Robin realised what he had said a minute too late, the boys chuckling over their books. "We can kind of sense each other, I could follow it if I had to but its just echoes, flickers mostly unless we are in the same room." Trying to soothe a grumbling Adam with a pacifier wasn't working, so Ingrid traded Robin for a napping Maddie. He answered the visiting vamps, no doubt feeling Ingrid's discomfort.

"Vlads the head of our bond, so he gets it the most and he can sort of turn the intensity up or down. But even normal feelings, like contentment with our kids, we can feel each other like its our own feelings. Vlad followed mine from here to Transylvania, blocked up with argentalium. I never considered that as unique, but then its Vlad, nothing he does is normal. And high emotions, its like a kick in the chest. One of them is real mad about something. Stop pulling my hair!" Ingrid couldn't help laughing a little at the tangent end of Robins speech when Adam's little hand found her mates jaw length hair. "That sounds pretty intense." "It can be, it also makes it real hard to lie to each other, even about little things. No secrets in this nest, but then we don't really have anything to hide." Adam was finally calming down, and Ingrid felt Vlad call her to the courtyard.

"They're back... With an extra. Well, off to investigate!" Ingrid handed Maddie to Assan, as he was closest to where she had been pacing anxiously, before flitting down. Both her other mates were fine, Vlads human mother and sister out cold but their heartbeats were strong. The surprise was Jonathan Van Helsing unconscious and fang cuffed on the floor, which Vlad confirmed was what made him really angry earlier. They took the humans inside, Sally and George carefully placed down by them while Ingrid cuffed Jonno - still out - to a chair so he couldn't get up. She was about to leave when Bertrand indicated he was going to see their children, as he would be gone at least one night tomorrow, and Vlad shouldn't be alone until they woke so she stayed.

Vlad kissed her, clinging to her tightly and crying. She didn't need to ask to know he was terrified, but Vlad needed reminding not to bottle up his feelings so they all made him vocalize sometimes. None of them bore Vlad a grudge for being anxious about his human family and the soon to be moving home, but she still felt soothed by his apology and declarations of love as they kissed. They felt a little like guilty teenagers as they separated quickly when George woke up, but her confusion seemed to have stopped them getting caught closer than siblings should be. This could easily be the hardest audience to declare their relationship to, as Malik and Erin were dust, Magda mindwiped and the only other people to know were tolerant or accepting.

Sally and George wouldn't be so cut and dry, Vlad could deny it all he wanted, Ingrid knew he would be devastated if they rejected him, not for Transylvania - he would never force the change on them - but for loving Ingrid the way he did. Knowing he had a habit of seeking tactile comfort without thinking, Ingrid gently whispered she would be upstairs waiting with the others. He nodded, raising the soya blood bottle she retrieved when he admitted to not eating all night with a smile, turning back to the humans as Ingrid flitted off. They had all agreed there was little point trying to hide or ease anything in, with Alex a perfect blend of she and Vlad, their relationship was undeniable with their son living, breathing evidence the two had been together in ways many wouldn't accept.

Bertrand could clearly sense her anxiety, though so could Robin, Alex and Wolfie but they were all holding infants so Bertrand could press reassuring kisses into her hair. If she hadn't scared them off in the first place, would Vlad have been angry enough to seek her out, to lay the first stone in the life, the love they had built together since? He admitted to wanting her for years, but there was no denying that first time had been anger fuelling pleasure and little more. Ingrid swallowed back the rising feelings in her chest, their bonds 'tugging' in recognition of Vlad nearing. "Ready?" "We're Draculas, we were born ready daddy!"

If he weren't also feeling bloodlust desires to tear Jonnos throat out, Vlad wouldn't be able to differentiate the anxiety he felt from the nerves his mates were feeling. "Mum, George, meet the family." Pushing the door open, even with the handful of slayer he was dragging, Vlad couldn't deny the powerful sense of home, complete, as Sally and George followed him into the room full of vampires. "Wow, I recognise Ingrid, and the big guy was drifting around when we were here before. Piers was there on your birthday, I remember that. So was the other guy. Can't say I recognise anyone else. And can you please explain why Jonno is cuffed and out for the count?" Vlad passed Jonno over to Bertrand, so he could be checked for bugs/listening devices before they got too in-depth.

"He's clean. I suggest we all get comfortable, this could take a while." Vlad nodded, clinging to the love of his bond mates all around him to hold his nerve. "First off, your memories have just been restored. A little over three years ago, Bertrand - the big guy - wiped your memories of me being a vampire, of you ever having met me, of this place altogether. It was for your safety, I swear. It was lifted earlier, so your memory of tonight just before that may be a little hazy." Sipping at his soya blood to try and wet his dry throat, Vlad gave them chance to take it in, to talk back. "I believe you. So explain Jonno?" Swallowing back the desire to year the slayer apart, Vlad answered. "You told me he said he was seventeen, and you're almost sixteen?" George nodded, looking over at Jonno. "He can't be. Jonno was at school with me, in my class, my year. Robin was there too. Jonno is twenty one, a vampire slayer and until tonight, someone I had thought of as a friend at one point."

Both Sally and George looked utterly horrified, George especially and it made Vlads chest ache. "Why would he..." "I don't know, I fully intend to tear the answers out of him later." Vlad was mildly surprised by the restraining hand on his shoulder, looking up to see Bertrand. "No. Let me. As angry as you are right now, you would feel guilt for causing someone you once cared for so much you couldn't mind wipe him pain. Protecting your soul will not darken mine." Love flared high in his chest, twisting around his unbeating heart at Bertrand protecting him. "How come he gets all the fun?" "Because Ingrid, I fear you'll get a little trigger happy before he gives up the information." Ingrid scowled at Bertrand, but familiarity and time allowed Vlad to see the mischief around the edges.

"Sorry, are you saying you'll kill him?" "It depends. I wish it didn't need saying, but if Jonno came after you it was to get to me, not that I have the first clue how they even knew about you. Or why, the cease-fire has worked for over three years now. So if its because he is part of a plot that threatens my nest, he will die before I let that happen." He hated the defeated look on George's face, wishing she hadn't somehow got dragged into it. "If Jonno is dead, who will be father to her baby?" Every head but the three youngest turned to Alex in a blur, though as he was watching Ella gnaw on his hand he looked remarkably unconcerned. "Excuse me?" "You have a baby bat in your tummy! Well, I don't suppose it is a bat because you and Jonno are both human, but that's what everyone here calls them."

"And you are?" Realising they had bypassed introductions, Vlad stood hurriedly. "You know Piers, this is his bloodwife Talitha, and their daughter Rose. Piers is a vampire now too." George nodded blankly, one hand over her stomach. "You remember Ingrid of course. This is Bertrand, that's Robin. In seating order, meet the kids. Assan, holding Maddie. Wolfie, holding baby Adam. And last but not least, baby Ella being held by Alex." Alex hadn't looked up yet, though he could see his mother trying to work out everything around her, including how Vlad had six children at twenty one, and how he had them to begin with. "Your kids? Vlad nodded, trying to prolong the inevitable. "Wolfie is half werewolf, technically Ingrid's half brother but we adopted him anyway. Assan is adopted too. Then Maddie, Adam and Alex are biologically mine, but that doesn't change Ella being my little girl too."

"So who is Ella's father then?" "I suppose it depends on your definition of father, because if its who sired her then Bertrand, and Robin carried her so he's the mother." "If you weren't holding Rose I would throw something at you worm breath." Shaking his head at Piers and Robin bickering jokingly, Vlad eyed his mother. "Robin's a man." "We know, so is Bertrand and he carried Maddie. Vlads a man too and he produced Adam!" Robin seemed a little defensive after the 'mother' comment, spilling information out easily. "So what, male vampires have babies? And wait a moment, are you involved with both of them?" George appeared a little more with it as she quizzed them. "Yes I am, and no not generally but Robin created a potion that allowed them to carry a child. Adam is a mystery, I just woke up huge and he was there."

"And Alex? Who carried him then?" "Mama did!" Vlad felt ready to bolt out of the room, the building, the country as Alex answered, finally turning to look at the human guests. Ingrid's eyes and mouth, the same nose as both Giles and Vlad, and clearly Vlads face. The humans both looked at Alex, them over at Ingrid, then Vlad then back again. "You... And Ingrid?" Terror filled his stomach, cold and heavy as he nodded. "I knew vampires were twisted, but that is disgusting!" "Oh do shut up slayer boy, I guarantee you still dream of getting this close to me." Ingrid happily snarled back at the now awake Jonno, reminding him of his bordering on obsessive school boy crush. "And you are hardly one to talk, you had sex with George, she's fifteen!" The boys looked up in surprise at the blunt words, then turned as one and scowled at Jonno. They may not be fully related, but their brother-similarities were uncanny at times.

"One thing at a time. You had a baby with your sister?" "Technically, two. Adam is all four of us, though we don't know how." Robin chirped in, as though he was waiting to bring that up. "So you have two boyfriends, and then... Your sister. What?" "They aren't my boyfriends." All four of the Dracula bond mates held up their hands, displaying their rings. "You married them all?" Shaking his head, Vlad drew on the bonds inside him. "Its more than that. We are blood bound, always and eternal. There's no divorce in vampire wedlock, I tied myself to all three of them until I die. And as an immortal creature, that's saying something." Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jonno about to speak again and froze his mouth, enjoying the look of angry surprise a little too much.

"You all look remarkably at ease about this. That isn't why we're here, so you can... Do things to George?" "NO!" Every adult in the room answered then, even Piers and Talitha knowing Vlad better than that. "I'm not with Ingrid because she's my sister. Believe me, falling for her was the hardest thing I ever did, but its also one of the best. If we weren't related, I would love her every bit as much as I do now." To most people's surprise, it was Piers to interject next. "I understand your reaction, believe me mine was worse. But as weird as it is, it works. Just look at them, they are all happy and their kids are pretty cool characters." "Worse how?" "He was fairly new to vampirehood, almost got staked by Bertrand for the way he tried to threaten Vlad." "Hey, I apologised! I'm about to play your grieving boyfriend Robin, play nice."

Talitha ended up shoving Roses pacifier into Piers' mouth to quiet him down a little, and Bertrand simply clapped a hand over Robin's mouth and shushed him. "Look. We know we are a little strange here, but mama and dad love each other, and they love daddy and papa too. To us, what's important is that they want us safe and happy, and all our parents take the best care of us." Alex finally spoke up about his unusual parentage, still rocking and playing with Ella calmly. Wolfie clearly wanted in, not even noticing Adam biting his hand in a quiet demand for food until Vlad ducked in to pick him up and push a bottle in his mouth. "Plus, if we are talking unconvential, technically me, Assan and Vlad are bigger 'abominations' than Alex." "How do you mean?" "Vampires and werewolves having kids is against the rules, but half vampire and half human babies are a death sentence crime. There's no actual vampire law against Vlad and Ingrid being together, though not many people take the news well. Which is silly, because them being happy should make people that care happy, and if people don't care about their happiness then its none of their business.:

They were a little surprised as Wolfie was rarely so eloquent or wordy, but he raised valid points all round. George was watching Vlad feed Adam with curiosity, though he wasn't entirely sure what for. "You look like you've done that so often you don't need to think about it." "He's the fourth baby we've had, and we have taken care of Rose too so yeah, I have practice." Ingrid flashed him a soft smile for a second, stroking Adam's hair gently. "He's a natural with them, Alex was a surprise of sorts and Vlad literally took to fatherhood like he was unborn for it." Ingrid's words of pride in him made him glow, which may not have been the best idea in front of Sally and George. "Oh look, he's on fire again." Assan managed to sound bored by the flames of high power or high emotion in Vlads eyes, though Vlad knew it was in jest. "Are your eyes meant to do that?"

Nodding to reassure them quickly, Vlad handed off Adam to Robin - he didn't want baby vomit down his clothes. "When I'm really emotional, usually happy but any powerful feeling can set it off. Or if I have to really dig in to my Chosen One powers, but that is very rare." "I'm still trying to absorb all of this. You... Your sister. Children. Slayers. I feel like my head is going to explode." "Vlad." Turning to his oldest lover, Vlad looked up in query. "Why not let them sleep for now? Its pretty late for breathers, I imagine they aren't nocturnal like us." Nodding, Vlad turned back to the human family. "Up to you, would you like somewhere to sleep? Food? Or would you rather we reinstated your mind wipes and took you home?" It was physically painful to watch them decide, a minor flood of relief when they agreed to stay the night.

Showing them to one of the rooms, Vlad pointed out the bathroom and explained that someone could always be found in either the game room, throne room or nursery and have directions. "I know all this is a lot to take in, thanks for not just running screaming in the other direction." "You're my son. I owe you more than that." Trying not to tear up yet again, Vlad nodded. "I'll be in the nursery by daybreak, just come find me." Ingrid landed next to him, clearly his mates decided he couldn't be alone again. "Vlad?" Looking back to his human sister, Vlad nodded at her to continue. "Don't kill him. At least, not until I hear why he came directly after me and I decide whether to kick him or let mum at him." Unable to hold back a short chuckle, he promised. Much to the dismay of their mother he suspected. "Maybe there is some Dracula in them after all?" Clicking his fingers to close the door and shield them from view, Vlad nodded as he kissed Ingrid. "I corrupt everyone it seems." Ingrid kissed him again, wrapping arms around his waist. "Good job we like it then isn't it?"

-YD-

I realise there is more to be addressed, but I have writers cramp! So this is the cut off for this chapter. Once I've updated Chosen Two tomorrow, I will probably be back!