Draco called another house meeting to discuss everything that happened. Everyone was there including Sally and George who still had no clue what happened last night.

Everyone sat at the dinning table except Renfield and Jessica the half-fang who were stand against the wall, and the Count who sat on his throne.

"So is everyone calm now?" Draco asked.

No one answered.

"Good. Now lets all try and have a civil conversation. Everyone here needs learn to get along or were not going to get anywhere."

"If Ingrid didn't always push everyone's buttons then we would be fine," Vlad said.

"And if you didn't overreact then we wouldn't have to be sitting here right now," Ingrid argued.

"Enough!" The Count yelled. Thunder rumbled. "Be quite and listen."

"Thank you Count," Draco said. "The breather has suggested that we preform a small test.

"My name is Piers."

"It doesn't matter," Draco said. "Just tell them what you need them to do."

Piers rolled his eyes and stood up, "Now I know you are a little old fashioned, but breathers have an interest in psychology. You all use it to manipulated people."

Piers scrolled through his laptop, "I found an exercise online that I would like for you all to try. The goal is to look at someone and say one nice memory of that person. I'll start."

Piers of course looked at Ingrid, "Ingrid a nice memory I have of you is when you first took me hunting with you. I was deeply disturbed, but I had a lot of fun."

Piers sat down, "Now Ingrid pick someone else and say a nice memory you had with them."

Ingrid rolled her eyes, "Fine then. I pick…George."

George looked up from her Nintendo surprised, "Me?"

"My memory of you is when I kicked you out of my room," Ingrid smiled.

"That's not a nice memory," George complained.

"It was for me."

"Alright, lets move on," Piers said. "And let's be sure to pick memories that were nice for everyone. George it's your turn."

"Ok, I pick mom," George said. "I remember when you handed me a can of purple paint and told me to use my hands to paint one of your sculptures."

Sally laughed, "And you turned to me in the middle of it and got paint on me."

They both laughed at the memory for a moment. There well a couple smiles around the room after hearing that. Mostly from Vlad and Piers.

"Sally?" Piers said.

"Alright I pick Count," She said.

The Count suddenly looked up interested.

"The night we met in Whitby. I was going through a rough time and you helped me through it. We went to this little café and had some pie and wine. For obvious reasons it wouldn't workout after that one weekend, but it was good to have a friend."

The Count smiled, "Thank you Sally. I choose Vlad."

"Of course," Ingrid said. Everyone just ignored her.

"I never told you this story and you wouldn't remember it," the Count began. "It was when I first took you from the hospital. Before I took you home I promised you that I would take care of everything and no one would ever have to find out. I know I didn't keep the promise, but it was a nice memory that I have of you."

"Wow," George said. "Never you could be so deep."

"I have my moments," said the Count.

"Thanks for trying dad," Vlad said. "I know you did what you could. Ingrid?"

Everyone was all ears for this one.

"Remember the Branagh twins?"

Ingrid bad a sick sound, "Why do you have to remind me of those idiots?"

"But do you remember the time we decided to pull a prank on them? They were picking on Robin and you were fed up with them?"

"Right! And we stuffed their lockers with snakes and recorded the whole thing on the Branagh's video camera?"

Vlad laughed, "They were so scared they didn't even move. They started crying whenever they started crawling up their legs."

Vlad and Ingrid continued to laugh.

"Isn't that a little dangerous though?" George asked.

"No," Vlad said. "They were a tame breed."

"I wonder if breather boy still has that Video," Ingrid laughed referring to Robin.

"I don't know, but that was a fun day," Vlad said.

"Ok I think we are done now," Piers said.

"But I didn't get a turn," Renfield whined.

"No one cares," said the Count.

"Alright," Sally said. "I George and I will head to bed now. Have a goodnight."

"Goodnight," Vlad said.

Once they shut the door Draco stood up.

"Now that the tension has finally died down we can talk about more important things," Draco said. "Vlad I understand that you want to keep your mother from knowing about last night. Everyone here will respect that if you want."

Vlad shook his head, "Yeah, they don't need to know about this."

"Then they wont," Draco said. "Now if this is ok with the Count I would like to train with Vlad every night."

"Every night?" Vlad said.

"Yes, you have a lot to learn."

The Count nodded, "You have my permission. Provided I come along every once in a while."

"I don't get a say in this?" Vlad asked.

"You agreed to do as I said," Draco reminded him. "I'm doing what's best for you."

Vlad wondered if his morals still included keeping promises…damn it, it's still there, Vlad thought.

"Can I make one request at least?" Vlad asked.

"You can," Draco said.

"I spend time with my mom and sister before they go to bed each night. Then we train."

Draco thought about it, "Alright, I believe that's fair. Ingrid, when is the next high council meeting?"

"A week from tonight," Ingrid said. "They normally last through the weekend. Longer if needed."

"Keep us all updated on everything they discuss," Draco said.

Ingrid nodded in agreement which surprised Vlad. Since when does she take orders?

"Count, I would like to speak with you alone for a minute," Draco said.

"So are we done here then?" Vlad asked. He was starting to get irritated again and he wasn't sure why.

"One more thing," Draco said. "I know you all find it hard to trust me. So if you need to test me for me to earn that trust then so be it. But tonight I would like sometime to myself. I can only handle being around you people for so long."

That's when they heard a knock on the door.

"Expecting anyone?" the Count said.

Piers started typing on his computer. He pulled up a window that streamed video from the security cameras.

He cracked a smile, "It's your slayer buddy."

Vlad frowned, "What's he doing back here?"

"Doesn't matter. Just get rid of him, " the Count said.

That Count stood up to leave, "Actually, since you're on our team now Vlad you could get rid of him for good."

Vlad rolled his eyes, "No dad."

"One step at a time I suppose," the Count walked out the door and Draco followed him.

"You going to stick around for this one?" Vlad asked Ingrid.

"Not this time," she said. "Come on Piers."

Piers closed his laptop and followed Ingrid out the throne room.

Vlad disappeared from the room and reappeared in the foyer. He open the door to let Jonathan in.

"Hey Jonno," Vlad said. "What are you doing back here?"

Jonathan walked in and smiled, "I just have more questions about the missing slayer."

"You still haven't found him yet?"

Jonathan shook his head, "Well I just got a call from my team. We found the body."