A/N: Short dramatic door opener.

Day four.

Chloe had been banned from her shared bedroom with Beca. Aubrey refused to allow her to sulk over her motionless body. Saying it wasn't doing her any good, and it wasnt doing Beca any good.

So that's how she found herself in the kitchen. Emptying her blood into a pitcher, from her wrist. This was the third time she had done this today, adding it to the amount that Aubrey had already put into it. They were stocking up for when Beca woke up. It should be any day now. Any time. She should be waking up soon, and they needed to be prepared to not only let her feed from them, but from a stockpile as well.

The thought flashed through Aubrey's mind, but she brushed it away quickly. No, Stacie wouldn't have access to any blood, fresh or not. Until Beca was in too shape again. Until they decided what they were going to do with her.

The pitcher was almost full and Chloe sighed a she put it into the fridge.

Aubrey walked in, holding her laptop smiling at her sadly. "How much?"

She asked as she set the laptop down on the counter.

Chloe turned around with a sigh and placed her palms on the counter top. "A few pints." She said.

Aubrey nodded and held out her wrist while she opened her laptop with her other hand. Chloe stared at her offered wrist for a moment before taking it, kissing it and biting into it. She only drank for a few seconds, just enough to replenish the blood she lost.

When she pulled back she let out a breath and let her wrist go before walking around behind her to see what she was doing on the laptop.

Her brow furrowed as she saw the website she had googled was about modern day vampires and how they survive.

"Bree what are you doing?" She asked taking a seat on the stool next to her.

She let her eyes skim the page, clicking every now and then. "I am trying to find out if there is any way to break this bond ourselves. With out Stacie's help. That way, we can just send her on her way when she wakes up."

Chloe looked at her incredulously. "You don't think I'm going to just let her walk do you?" She asked.

Aubrey slowly let her eyes drift over to the redhead.

Two cerulean eyes were locked on her in a hard stare. "Aubrey... She-she attacked my girlfriend. I can't just let her walk. Not only that but as her sire, she disrespected me, she, she won't get away with this," she shook her head.

Aubrey straightened up slightly. "And as Stacie's sire, I do believe me paralyzing her, tying her up, and deciding I won't be feeding her until Beca is completely healed, is punishment enough."

She could feel the anger rising in Chloe and she turned towards her.

"No, I will be handling her. I'm sorry Aubrey, but she isn't going to-"

Aubrey silenced her with one hand. "I'm afraid, I can't allow you to hurt her, Chloe."

A small gasp left the other girl as she stood up. "You're defending her?!" She demanded. "She could have fucking killed Beca! She is hiding something from us, from you! Somehow she has managed to hide something from you, her sire. He's you paralyzed her. But that was her sires punishment. And when she wakes up, she will get mine." She growled as she turned and stormed out of the kitchen.

Aubrey watched her go, her own glare still in place. It was all so confusing, she was so angry with Stacie, livid with her. But she couldn't bring herself to allow Chloe to do anything to her. She wouldn't.

With a deep breath she followed after the redhead catching her on the stairs.

"Why did you let me do it?" She demanded, stopping Chloe in her tracks. She turned around, a murderous glare in her eyes.

"Excuse me?"

Aubrey stepped closer as Chloe made her way back down. "You let me kiss her, and I want to know why?" She said sternly. "She's your fucking girlfriend, you're her sire, and you knew I was weak. You knew what I was going to do, and you didn't stop you would have stopped me, this wouldn't have happened." She almost shouted.

She felt Chloe's hands on her and be for she knew it she was across the room pinned against the wall.

"Don't you dare blame this on me." She growled, her eyes going black. "I was trying to help you, I thought it would help you. I know I should have stopped it, I know I shouldn't have allowed you to do it, but all I could think of was the times you needed me, like you needed her!" She yelled in her face and was a little surprised to see Aubrey flinch away, as far as she could being held against the wall.

"You were weak, you were hurting and in that moment, somewhere in your mind, you needed her. You needed the love Beca was giving you. No, she had no idea what she was doing, what was going to happen. She was just trying to help you. I was wrong to let you do it. And I'm sorry. But I wanted you to stop hurting and if that's what it took, I was willing to let it happen. Because I know in the end, we would still be okay. Nothing would have changed. I know you, and I know her. Stacie is another matter completely." She said shoving away from the blonde who actually looked slightly afraid.

"I just wanted you to be okay again." She said, her voice softening. Aubrey stepped away from the wall.

"I'm sorry, Chloe. I just... I don't know what to do. I don't know how to help her." She said.

Chloe took in the pained look on her friends face, "Help who exactly?" She asked.

Aubrey looked up slowly. Her eyes showing shame.

"I love her, Chloe. I love her. And I want to help her, I want her to be okay, I need Stacie here with me." She said. Chloe heard the crack in her voice. She could feel the emptiness that had begun to settle inside of her friend.

Chloe looked down. If she was willing to allow Aubrey to do what she did with Beca, she was willing to help Aubrey as she tried to guide Stacie into the right direction.

She nodded slowly, opening her arms and Aubrey was latched onto her on a second.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry she hurt Beca, and I'm sorry for what I've done."

Chloe ran a soothing hand over her hair.

"Shh, it's okay Bree, it's okay," she said then pulled back, holding her face in her hands. "Let's just get them awake, healthy and then we will figure out our next move okay?"

She nodded and Chloe pulled her back in. "We will find a way Bree, I promise."

They had calmed themselves down and we're back in the kitchen when Chloe felt something begin to heat up in her chest. She froze for a moment, and looked up just as the door bell rang.

They looked at each other and slowly stood up. They hadn't had any visitors, they hadn't met anyone. Together they made their way to the front door, the warmth in Chloe chest getting stronger, making its way up into her throat.

They reached the door and Aubrey slowly grabbed the handle pulling it open. As soon as it opened, and the person on the other side was revealed, the warmth expanded and her throat felt like it was on fire.

She gasped, grabbing at it, as Aubrey turned to her in confusion. "Fuck, Beca..." She gasped as they looked up to see two worried brown eyes.

"She's awake," she gasped.

They looked at the visitor who was watching them with a worried expression. "Hi, this is kind of weird I know but uh, do you remember me?"

Aubrey swore he looked familiar but couldn't place his face as she felt Chloe begin to get restless next to her.

"I'm sorry, no.." She said.

His face fell slightly, "I uh, I was at Barden. My name is Jesse, Jesse Swanson." He said.

The moment his name registered, they both stilled, but only for a moment. Long enough to catch his concerned expression.

"I was looking for Beca, actually... She disappeared out of nowhere... I was worried, and I found out she might be here, see, I have family in the area and-"

His rambling was cut short as he locked his eyes on something behind them.

His face lit up. "Beca!" He smiled happily. Aubrey and Chloe whipped around in time to see Beca walking toward them quickly. Her eyes blinding white, underneath them still looked bruised and she had her haunting gaze locked on the person at the door.

"Shit," Chloe gasped as Beca neared them. Jesses smile faded as he looked at her, in the split second before she reached them.

"Beca?" He asked, taking in her appearance. Two black eyes, blinding white irises. He stepped back as Chloe and Aubrey tried to grab her but it was too late.

The burning in Chloe's throat intensified and it was apparent the burning was not for Chloe. It was Beca, and her desperate thirst after waking up. The warmth was the warning, the burn accompanied that. She shot passed them, slamming into Jesse full force knocking him onto the porch.

She was fast, and before they exited the house, a scream echoed through out the area.

A/N: PLOT TWIST! This has been planned since the beginning! Ooh boy! What do you think? Is Jesse good? Bad? Dead?! Who knows..read more to find out!