AN: Thank you to Nikki Gargol, FreakyWerid and vicky199416 for reviewing xx

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Morganville

Chapter twenty-one

Brandon's POV

"Well, she has sustained many injuries; some of which I couldn't help but notice where old. But they, too, are quite serious. Why was she not brought to the hospital before?" the doctor asks me. I had to think of the injuries he was referring to, the cuts on her face were one. The bruised ribs and a few cuts on her legs and the one on her side. There isn't much and when I checked them, they didn't seem serious. In fact, they looked as though they were healing perfectly. But then again, I could be wrong. I'm not a doctor so I cannot be certain.

"I am aware of her injuries; most of them were sustained by her father and the one on her cheek by a vampire. Actually, I still need to go and talk to Amelie about that vampire. He needs detaining before he causes serious harm" I say the last couple of sentences more to myself than to the man before me. Before he could say anything, I turn on my heels and walk back to Abby's room. When I walk in I notice how she is still asleep, but she had a smile on her dace. I guess she's having a good dream. I smile to myself as I wonder what she could be dreaming, but I did not let my mind linger on that for long as I decide to go see Amelie now while she is asleep.

I also need to go and check in with some of the other families under my protection. The Morrell's being right at the bottom. I don't care if the father is the mayor, he is inferior to me and therefore not of much importance to me. Especially now; after his daughter hurt Abby. It is unacceptable and I will have to have words with him about it. It is about time that he learned how to control his 'wild' child. After leaving the hospital I realise that it is already night, maybe I will have a walk there instead of driving. It would be a nice walk and I would be able to think up my 'rant', as so many humans say these days, for the father of Miss Morrell.

I run out into the night, the moon shining high in the dark sky, to head to Amelie's office. There were many vampires out tonight, but none tried to communicate with me; which was fine by me. I arrive at Amelie's office in only a short time and her assistant asks me to wait patiently. Apparently she was busy having a 'discussion' with Oliver, but to me it sounded more like an argument; maybe even a battle if I go by the loud crashing. As I wait I take a long look at the new assistant. She had pale brown hair that was up in a tight bun at the back of her head. Her petite frame suited her well; her face was small and soft looking. She has a few wrinkles as well as a pair of round glasses perching on the end of her nose.' How original' I thought.

Soon enough Oliver emerges, with a quick glance and nod of acknowledgment he leaves with his head held high. It was obvious that whatever that argument was about; he lost.

"You can go in now, sir" she tells me politely. With a quick smile towards her, I walk into the room to find Amelie sat at her desk. Running her thin fingers through her hair as she tries to make herself look presentable. Not that I cared about how she looks, but she obviously feels the need to look perfect. Why, I will never know.

"Brandon, how may I help you?" she asks coldly; she must still be rattled up from before.

"I wish to discuss a matter with you, concerning a vampire which has been attacking people; one of the ones under my protection to be exact" I inform her. She leans forward, placing her elbows on the table as she rests her head on the back of her hands. Trying to look interested, but she just looks as if she wants this done with.

"Do you know which vampire has been causing this trouble?" she asks and I think it through. I remember his tangled hair, the insanity which ran through his eyes.

"Benedict, I believe" I tell her and her interest suddenly spikes.

"Really? Well, I will pursue him and detain him until he has calmed down, or learned how to behave. I hope this disease is not making yet another appearance among us. Is there anything else?" she inquires and I shake my hand before standing up and saying my goodbye. As I walk outside I calculate that it will be sun rise in about 4 hours. I will have to make sure I am back at the hospital by then. I would hate for Abby to wake up alone, or with unfamiliar faces surrounding her.

After a few minutes thinking, I decide to go and deal with the Morrell's now. Better get it over and done with now, so that when I visit the others under my protection I will not be in such a foul mood. When I arrive the door was instantly answered by Mrs Morrell who invites me in instantly.

"Brandon, what a pleasure. You should have told us you were coming round; I would have cleaned up more" she tells me as she tries to dust away some none existent dust. The house was spotless, as usual. She always keeps the house in order; it reminds me of when I was younger, before I was changed, and how my mother used to always say 'A house worth living in should always be clean and presentable'. That is one of the few things I remember of my human life.

"I am here on business; your daughter has been causing some havoc among the people. There is currently one of the people under my protection in hospital" I tell her and I see her face drop before turning into confusion.

"But Monica said that she did nothing and that it was the other girl who started the fight; she also said that the other girl had gone home" well, Monica has been telling some lies then.

"I'm sorry to tell you, but the fight was mutual. I am not sure of all the details and until I find out who started it, it will be classed as mutual for now. Also, Abby has sustained quite a few injuries due to your daughter. I suggest that you learn how to handle her before I step in" I tell her before leaving.

I gave her no chance to answer back and that was for the best. I was not up for dealing with that family, Richard can see Monica for what she is but he still insists on protecting her. That I can understand, but her parents are so oblivious to what she is like. They need to open their eyes and learn who she truly is before she becomes out of hand. Potentially, she could even end up in jail if Abby wishes to press charges. In my opinion, I believe that she should; it is about time that girl learnt a lesson. After dealing with some of the other families, I head back to the hospital; just in time for the beginning of the sun's rays as it peeks over the horizon.