(A/N) Holy shit! and I mean holy shit! 34 reviews for one chapter, thank you so much guys, you got me up to 220+ reviews, thank you! OK, so here's the baby name poll, and to the reviewer who asked, no I'm not gonna let Kim name her baby Taco, and I'm pretty sure Jack wouldn't either. LOL! :D And this may be a bit of a long A/N, but you guys need to read it.

Caroline - 5

Marcy - 2

Kira - 7

Anna - 2

Katie - 23

Oliva - 7

Taylor - 25

So there you have it folks! Marcy and Anna are tied dead last with 2 votes, next is Caroline, with 5 votes. In joint 3rd place, is Kira and Olivia, both with 7 votes. 2nd place, is Katie with 23 votes, and in 1st place, the one who takes it all... Taylor! With 25 (O_O Holy crap! After only one chapter of being on the poll?)

Disappointed by the standings? Well my little minions, the voting is eligible for this chapter, and then you will get the final results next chapter (chapter 26), so if you name isn't winning, vote as many times as ya want! vote, vote, VOTE!

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Sorry I took so long to update, I had writers block, and I was busy updating/writing a bunch of Jarry stories. And thanks to all you guys who were anxiously checking back for updates.

I'll try and work out a shedule of when to write storys, so it's organised, and they all get updated at the same time. Because I've made a promise to get this fic done before I go back to school in September. And next week, on Sunday, I'm going away for two weeks, and Saturday is my Mum's wedding, so no updates, but I will take a notepad with me and try and write a few more chapters. I'll try and get chapter 26 out next week before I leave.

Onto the chapter you've all been waiting for, and I'm sorry if it's short. :/

~Kickin' it~

Slayers.

The word revolved around and around my head. Would they kill us? How had they found us? I was just glad Mom was no longer a part of them. Thanks to Jack. I pricked up my ears and heard the sound of rustling. Jack suddenly jumped infront of me and Grace. He turned around and had a stake sticking out of his chest. He greyed and fell to the ground.

Grace screamed at the sight of him, and I grabbed her wrist and pulled her up the hill. I wasn't worried, it took him a few minutes to wake up, and by then the slayers would hopefully have been fooled, and dead knowing Jack.

"Kim, what about Jack?" Grace said. "He's dead!"

"He won't be, trust me." I said. Her jaw dropped open.

"How?" She asked.

"Grace. Just go back to your house, I'll phone you when Jack and I get out of here, but for now just go." I said.

"Ok, be careful." Grace and I hugged and I watched as she ran off.

I turned my attention to where Jack was laying lifeless. I needed him to wake up, I thought for a second it could have been pine wood, but I saw his hand moved and I was relieved. He got up and pulled the stake out of his chest, just as the slayers assembled around him.

"... Is it possible?" I caught their conversation.

"You have shit aims." Jack chuckled. "And you have three seconds to live."

Jack suddenly sped forward and snapped one of their necks. There was about ten of them, but he could beat them any day. I winced and turned away as Jack punched one of them in the side of the head and it came off, blood spattering over him. I spun around as I heard a rustle behind me, and a twig snapped.

A slayer came into view, and I wasted no time, speeding forward and snapping his neck. I heard the shouts of the slayers as they saw me. I jumped down from the hill and landed next to Jack.

"What to we do!" I whispered urgently.

"Kill them." Jack responded simply. "Before they kill us. You take half, I'll take half."

I nodded and Jack sped off and a few chased him. I was left with four facing me. Their eyes were menacing as they tapped their stakes against their palms. I knew Bethanne wasn't amongst them. Jack and I had killed her when we escaped her and my Mom. I turned my attention back to the slayers.

One of them went to stake me from behind, I caught his arm and twisted it around his back. I grabbed the stake out of his hands, and then rammed it into his neck, hearing a squelch as it came out the other side. I dropped his body, ran and bit into another one. I didn't care that the nightshade was burning my throat.

I dropped him once he was dead, and two more circled me. I clenched my fists and punched one of the men as they came forward. His head didn't come off like when Jack punched him, but I heard his neck break. The sound of bones crunching made me feel sick, but I had to get over it. I was fighting for my life here!

I was snapped out of my daze as a slayer flew through the air, and landed a few feet away from me. Jack and another one were grappling in a mid-air jump and when they landed, Jack shoved his hand in the man's ribcage, and pulled out his heart. He stood up and brushed himself off.

Jack was covered in mud and blood. I could tell by the scent it wasn't his. He gave me a weak smile before running behind me to snap a slayers neck. He was tiring, but luckily he was like a bull in a ring; he wouldn't give up until the man was down. I joined back in the fight, and grabbed a slayer by his throat, and slammed his head on the ground, putting all my weight on his body. I let go as his neck snapped.

There were two left.

Jack went forward and drank from the first one. I took the last one. I jumped out of the way as he lunged at me with a tranquilliser dart. To my immeadiate horror, I felt some of the nightshade enter my system. I staggered and fell to my knees. My vision started to blur, I looked over at Jack in a sudden panic, hoping he would help me, but he was swarmed by a few more slayers. I fell on my stomach, and I saw Jack's greyed body hit the ground once more.

I felt the slayer on my back and tried to roll over to get him off, but I couldn't. My body was slowly becoming paraylsed, and my blood was burning. All my energy was being drained. I fought with my eyelids to keep them open. I failed and they closed as my cheek hit the floor. I wasn't about to give up, but I felt the tranquilliser being stabbed into my back.

And I passed out.

~Kickin' it~

I gasped, filling my lungs with stale air. I looked around in my haze, and I saw the bars of a cage. They hadn't killed me. I grabbed one of the bars that were digging in my back, and pulled myself up. I sat up awkwardly, and my head lolled back like a rag doll's. I smelt something, it was repulsive. It was a mix between a sewage plant, and wet dog.

"So, you're finally awake." I turned as I heard a voice. The smell hit me at full force. What was this man? Werewolf?

"Let me out." I commanded, my voice sounding strained. "Let, me, out. Now."

"Aww, weak and helpless." He taunted.

The man pulled out a gun, no doubt filled with wooden bullets. He pulled the trigger and a bullet landed in my stomach. I screamed and my mind immeadiately flew to my baby. I couldn't lose it again, I couldn't go through that. I couldn't. I brought my legs to my chest, and hugged them tightly. At least she was protected now.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"All vampires dead." He stated. He shot me again, and this time it landed in my leg, just under my kneecap. But I wouldn't move them from my stomach, if he shot her, she might die again. I couldn't take that risk. I yelped as he shot me again, in the neck, shoulder and my other leg.

"Stop it!" I hissed. "Let me out of here, or I'm gonna-"

"You're gonna what sweetpea?" He mocked me. "You're locked up tight."

I let out a blood curdling scream as he shot me again, in the breast this time. I fell to my side, but I still didn't move my legs.

"How many vampires are there in this town anyway?" The man asked. I didn't say anything.

"You don't know." He sussed.

He sighed and shot me in the arm. I screamed again and felt a few tears roll out of the corners of my eyes. Did Jack know where I was? Was Grace Ok? I shivered as the man's hand slipped through the cage and stroked my thigh. He suddenly raked his nails into the skin, and I flinched.

"Poor baby." He sneered. "It'll be over soon."

I kicked his hand away. "Don't touch me." I spat.

He chuckled and grabbed what looked like a toy gun. I knew there was nightshade in it. He pulled the toy trigger and nightshade spattered in my face. I bit my lip as screams built up in my throat. I wouldn't let them out.

I gasped as the man suddenly pulled me so I was laying on my stomach. He then produced two pairs of handcuffs, he clipped one end of the handcuffs to each of my wrists, and then he shackled them both to the bars of the cage. He then pulled two pencils from his pocket, and slammed them into my hands. I screamed at the pain, and he took the opportunity to squirt some nightshade in my mouth.

I choked and gagged as it dripped down my throat. It felt like my skin was being burnt and ripped apart all at the same time. He looked down at me with an evil sneer.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked as he sat back down in his chair, and was putting small wooden shards in a tube.

"Why not?" He blew the tube and the shards stabbed into my neck. By this time I was covered in blood, but at least my baby was safe, seeing as I was on my stomach.

He pulled a stake from underneath the chair and put his arm through the cage, and positioned it above my back. I shuddered as he trailed it in a lazy pattern. "Any last words?"

"How about about eight?" I looked up to see Grace, holding a gun. "PUT THE GUN DOWN OR YOU GET IT!"

I couldn't help but laugh. The sight of Grace with a gun and yelling her head off was rather funny. The man chuckled and went over to her, ignoring me. Grace tightened her grip on the gun.

"Put the gun down before someone gets hurt bitch." He growled. Uh oh, he called her a bitch.

"You did not just say that." Grace said, affronted. "Take this." She shot the man in the stomach and he fell to the floor, groaning in pain as he died.

"Grace, where's Jack? Is he OK?" I asked as she knelt down and pulled the pencils out of my hands. I managed to rip the cuffs off, but I couldn't get out of the cage.

"If by Ok you mean kicking major werewolf ass out there, then yes he is doing just fine." She smiled. I heard a bang and the window smashed. Grace unlatched the latch and helped me stand up. I was amazed she wasn't repulsed at the sight of me.

We got out of what I now recognised as a caravan, and a body smacked against the door frame. I saw Jack battling with a bunch of werewolves, there was one left, and it was in his human form. He jumped on Jack, and he ripped his heart out. Jack turned around with a smile.

"You guys have no idea how long I've wanted to do that to those furry, four-legged, fleabags." He rushed over to me and wrapped his arms around me. His side grazed against mine and he winced. That was odd, I didn't feel that pain. And I nearly always felt his pain.

"Jack are you ok?" I asked.

He went white and suddenly lifted up his shirt. There was a large gash in his flesh, it was red, pulsing and covered with froth. It looked like a large bitemark, and it wasn't healing. I was scared for him, and so was Jack. He had frozen completely.

"Jack?" Grace asked. "What is that?" She pointed to the bite.

"The only thing that can kill me." He whispered gravely. "A wolf bite."

~Kickin' it~

(A/N) I know, I've left you on another cliffhanger, I'm a meanie I know. But I just hope you guys are still reading this story. Even though I officially ship Jarry now, I still would like to get this story done, and out of the way, so I can focus on finishing all my other stories.