Richard and Micah both offered to take Mike back with them until he healed and they could see what the repercussions of the evenings events might have on Mike. Vicki didn't feel that would be a good idea.
"Uh..Mike waking up amongst a bunch of strangers much less gifted ones might not be wise," Vicki told them.
"I have to agree," Henry offered, "I think that the shifters should take him to his own home, take turns observing him and we'll check in as well." Vicki agreed.
"Now, let's talk about her," Vicki pointed to Delilah. They had her contained but she was still fighting them on and off. The effects of what had been done to her were still lingering. Rachel explained that she had made Delilah more aggressive hoping to out the shifters to the human race and maybe get rid of them or send them into hiding. Vicki was still confused. Rachel was part shifter and in love with a shifter, why banish them? The only explanation Vicki got from Rachel was that she hated what she was and by trying to rid the city of the shifters, that would be one less temptation for her. Vicki still did't get it, decided she didn't need to and wanted this crazy case to be over. There was, however, the small matter of murder, the ones Delilah had committed against her will while under the influence.
"She is our problem, we will deal with her." Richard growled.
"Your problem? She's killed people! Someone created her, she was not like this before, how is she to be held responsible?" Vicki snorted. Rachel hung her head and stepped forward.
"I created her. I created a formula to turn her into a monster. It's my fault. I can reverse it but..what will become of her? She can't go back into society at all, they will arrest her." Rachel answered.
"Shoulda thought about that beforehand Ms. Frankenstein," Vicki glared at Rachel.
"I said it was my fault and I can fix her but she will be angry at losing her life outside," Rachel sighed.
"I can help," Henry told them. All eyes turned to him in wonder but Vicki knew what he meant. He could erase her memories and give her new ones. He could also persuade her to stay with her pack. That alone would keep her safe.
"Would you please do it?" Rachel obviously felt remorseful and while Vicki still wanted to kick her ass, Henry and the others were more forgiving.
"Of course," Henry bowed his head slightly and approached Delilah. Henry's eyes turned coal black and his voice became that otherwordly voice that had no effect on Vicki other than making her wet. She tried to shift her attention to other things but found herself entranced with what he was doing. Delilah immediately began to relax as Henry gave her new memories. After taking care of her, Henry and Vicki told the group they needed to go. Coreen was still in a daze with all that had transpired. After being excited in the beginning she would be useful then realizing she was pawn, she was dejected and sad. On top of all of those emotions, Coreen had been terribly distraught when she thought she'd lost Vicki, Henry and Mike. Micah was still standing next to Coreen and could sense her emotions. He was saddend for her as well as quite attracted to the little goth. Her lower lip trembled and her make-up smeared from the silent tears she cried.
"It's okay, I can take you home if you like?" Coreen sniffed and stared at this very hot man in front of her.
"Thanks but I'm sure your girlfriend or mate, whatever, wouldn't like it," she sighed. Micah smiled at her.
"I don't have one," he whispered. Coreen's eyes widened, her cheeks flushed while her heart beat wildly in her chest.
"Re...really?" Coreen glanced at Vicki. The knowing smile on Vicki's face told Coreen she was happy for her, "Vicki, do you mind if he takes me home?"
"Me? Do I mind? Hell no, go for it," Vicki told her assistant. Coreen's face flushed with embarrassment but happily slinked her fingers in Micah's and went into the night with him.
After everyone departed leaving just Vicki and Henry alone as they walked back to his car, Vicki spoke.
"Henry, for a change, no one had to die. Although I am a little worried about what will become of Mike," Vicki nodded toward the shifters carrying Mike to his car.
"He'll be fine, would it be so bad if he became a shifter?" Henry asked.
"Hell yes! He'll freak the fuck out Henry," Vicki was horrified at Henry's suggestion.
"But it would be good for me." Vicki tilted her head to one side and smirked.
"How so?" she asked.
"I would no longer be the only monster," Henry teased. Vicki laughed and shook her head. He had a point. In this case, she couldn't argue with him. Upon arriving at Henry's car, Vicki stopped and leaned against it long enough for Henry to be within inches of her.
"Vicki, you must know how I feel about you," he whispered as his lips brushed her ear.
Her body shuddered in an unspoken response. Vicki remembered what she'd told herself when she thought they were in mortal danger and decided that it was time she took what was hers. Her body was sandwiched between Henry's car and Henry's body. That was the kind of sandwich any woman would love to be the center of.
"Yes, I can feel what you feel about me," she said cryptically. Henry ground into her for effect thereby eliciting a soft moan from Vicki. Her hands snaked around his neck as she pulled him to her. Their bodies hummed with electricity. Bending his head, he nuzzled the nape of her neck, drinking in the scent that was all Vicki. Vicki's full lips worked their way to Henry's exposed neck, kissing and nibbling and tasting the salty sweaty taste of the man Henry. The vampire Henry was trying to push his beast back and regain control of himself.
"If you want, we can go to my condo," Henry whispered and again, nuzzled her neck and slightly bit her earlobe. Vicki managed a soft 'uh huh' and within seconds, Henry was racing home.
Ironically, Henry's radio was tuned to an oldies station and it was playing Rod Stewart's, "Tonight's The Night..."