Chapter 29 - Staci's Point of View

Author's note: Wow, this is turning into a long story. I didn't know it would be this long.

I couldn't believe I was the one in the passenger seat for a change. I leaned against the seat and felt like falling asleep. Jim looked over at me.

"Tired?" he asked.

"Yes," I said.

He then turned on the radio; a Keith Urban song was playing. "Hey, do vampires see good in the dark?"

"Yes, they can. They also have a good sense of smell," I said.

"Well, in that case, you better pull up the collar of your sweater a little."

"Good idea," I nodded and did as he said.

We looked in the rear view mirror and saw a car approaching behind us and before we could react it rammed into the back of my car. "Oh no, it's them!" I screamed.

"Calm down, I won't let them get you," he said. He then started to speed up the car. Ross and April then drove up next to us and tried to ram the car from the other side. I was not going to cry at this point. Jim then hands me his iPhone. "Call Sherlock. I'm going to try and speed up a little more." I did as he said and dialed the number, but before I could get an answer, we were knocked off the road.

I then awoke. I had a few scrapes, but my limbs still moved. I looked over at Jim. He seemed alright. "I'm no injured," he said. "Yea, another advantage of being a vampire; you heal fast. Ok, good," he said.

"Have you ever been in a car accident before?" I asked.

"Oh, you have no idea," he said. We both crawled out, only to find Ross and April waiting for us.

"Yeah, but I bet you've never been in an accident caused by vampires before," Ross said.

"What do you want from me?" I asked.

"Come on Stace, don't be an idiot, you know exactly what's going on. You discovered my secret. I tried so hard for all those years to keep it a secret, even from my own father.'

"Wait, so your own father doesn't know about this?" I asked.

"No Stace, he doesn't and I want to keep it that way. April – she's all yours."

April then launched at me, but Jim knocked me aside. "I warned you not to hurt her," said Jim.

"Do I look like I care about your warning?" said Ross. He then started pounding on Jim and knocking him to the ground. He appeared to be unconscious.

"No!" I screamed, grabbing a piece of glass from my car window shield.

"Oh, look April, I think we made her mad," said Ross mockingly.

"What's a matter, dweeb, did we hurt your boyfriend?" said April.

"More than that, you hurt one of my favorite bad guys."

"Oh Staci, and her thing for bad guys. Well, do you feel the same about us?" Ross asked.

"No, because you are terrible bad guys that don't think things through," I said. I watched Jim get up and we smiled at each other. Ross turned around just in time to see Jim getting up.

"She's smarter than you two think," said Jim. "Stace, run!" I did as he said and went to Ross' car. He left the key in it – how stupid can you get. I quickly got into the driver's side. I did not know how to drive a sports car. Jim then opened the passenger door. "Come on, go!" he said.

"I don't know how to drive this," I said.

"Staci, trust me. Just drive." I started the car and stepped on the gas, and boy, did it speed off.

"I told you I've never driven a sports car!" I said; I was practically screaming.

"Don't worry, just keep driving."

I was so nervous I could barely keep my hands on the wheel. Jim then slumped against the passenger seat. I started to drive quicker. "Hang in there," I told him. I pulled the car over and looked at him. He was weak. "What are you doing, Stace? You have to keep driving."

"Did you drink that blood that John gave you?" I asked.

"I was about to, but it broke in the other car."

Ok, we need to get you blood, fast, I thought.

"Don't worry about me, just go."

"I'm not gonna just leave you here." I then lowered the collar of my sweater and put my neck towards him. "Take some of my blood."

"No, Stace, I can't. You need to live."

"No, Jim. I won't let you die."

"Well, if you won't take it from my neck, take it from my arm. You won't turn me this way."

"Yes, but what if I can't stop?" he asked.

"I'll tell you when to stop," I said.

He takes my arm. "Let mek now when," he said. I close my eyes as his fangs sink into my arm.