Amelia and the rest of the gang decided to go along with the demon's plan, so the next night, they went down the French Quarter to have a look around.

"Mimi, are you sure this is a good idea? I mean, what if there's more of those….things around?" Seb wondered, looking around for any signs of those zombie like things that had attacked her.

"I'm sure Illshya knows what she's doing. Now, I need you guys to let me wander off a bit, see if I can lure him out, okay?"

Mikey immediately protested.

"Let you wander? We're back where we started if you get bit again. I don't trust this place, not if Beckett knows anyone that lives here…"

"Mikey, I'll be fine. I promise. Just trust me!"

He went to speak again, but Gerard put a hand on his shoulder, "She'll be fine. She can always transform if she's in danger."

Reluctantly Mikey nodded, "Fine. But I'm still gonna trail you, just to keep an eye on you. I'm not letting you die like I let Sara Ann."

And with that, Amelia took off, intent on exploring the nearby bars and shops.

As she was looking over one of the street vendors selling gumbo and bowls of crawfish, she caught a twenty something blonde staring at her. He made her feel uneasy, but she couldn't figure out why.

'My Lady, is that-" She asked the demon.

'Yes. Approach him cautiously, invite him for a drink, say you don't know the area very well.'

Heeding the demon's advice, she nodded a thank you to the vendor and then turned to walk toward the vampire, noticing he was watching her.

"I saw you starin' and I can't help but wonder, you lonely tonight? Perhaps you'd join me for a drink?" she asked, looking up into gray eyes.

"Yes, that would be lovely. I'm looking for someone in this area anyways. Maybe you could help me find her?"

"Oh, so you're after a girl…your girlfriend run off?" she started, surprised by the ease of the conversation.

"Not quite like that…I'm looking for a demon in human form. I don't know what she looks like." Amelia's eyes widened.

'My Lady, what do I say now?'

'Only what I tell you to from now on.'

'Okay. So...You may not recognize me seein' I've changed hosts many times since our last meetin', by, Lestat, it's Illysha." Amelia said, the demon's words slipping off her lips.

"Lady Illshya…my, you've – you're a bit younger, yes I see it now. What brings you to New Orleans?"

"I'm visiting a friend of mine, she lives here. What have you done lately?"

"Oh, I've been…around, you could say. Killing has got easier with the way people consume alcohol around here, and it just so happens one of my sires happens to live in the area." He continued.

"Who's that? I only thought you had Claudia and Louis with you these days….or have they been killed?"

"Them? My dear, they're long ago betrayed me…but who I was visiting just yesterday, I'm sure you've met. Does the name William Beckett ring any bells?" Amelia tried to keep a straight face, but she couldn't help feeling her lip curl in a snarl.

"So I see you've met. I'm assuming the friend you were visiting is Adeline, yes?"

Amelia blinked. What the hell? If he knew about AJ…that meant Beckett had already talked to him, which meant Lestat could already be tipped off to the plan Lucian had suggested. Where the hell was Mikey when she needed him?

Once William was sure that Adeline was asleep, he too, closed his eyes and tried to sleep. Unfortunately, he was woken up in the next instant by screaming. The screaming was coming from one of the rooms downstairs. It was the room that Ryan shared with Spencer.

Sighing, William got up and went to investigate.

-

After William and Adeline both went upstairs, the other guys also did the same. They were still fairly exhausted, especially Ryan and Spencer. The two went into the room they shared, changed into pajamas, and tried to fall asleep.

Before long, Spencer heard Ryan start to snore lightly. He rolled over and sighed. He tossed and turned for an hour, but sleep would not come. It frustrated him to no end. His head began to ache. It started as a dull throb in one spot on his head that eventually spread to his entire head. He didn't think anything of it.

Suddenly though, the pain became intense. He opened his eyes and sat up. The pain was like thousands of tiny needles being driven into his skull. He tried to open his mouth to try and wake Ryan up so that he could do something, anything, to get rid of this awful pain. When he did, the only thing that came out was a scream.

He stood up and tried to walk, but he immediately fell over, clutching his head. It felt like his skull was splitting right down the middle. He squeezed his eyes shut as images started flashing in his mind.

There was a man with blonde hair and grey eyes. He was talking to that demon girl. Suddenly, people came out of nowhere. It was Gerard and his men! The two Lycans ripped the vampire to shreds and Spencer felt every ounce of pain. Then the group began to walk and eventually, they reached the house. It was like Spencer was an observer, watching the scene from afar. He saw them approach the house and knock on the door. The moment that one of them opened the door, they pounced and tore everyone in house to shreds. He continued to scream, but he couldn't even hear anything. All he could hear was static ringing in his ears as the images slowly faded away. Then everything went black.

-

Ryan climbed into bed after saying goodnight to Spencer and fell into a nice and peaceful sleep. Suddenly, he was roused out of his sleep by the sound of screaming. He bolted upright and looked over at Spencer, who was out of bed. He tried to get up and walk, but he immediately fell to the ground.

Ryan leaped out of bed and tried to comfort his friend. He knelt down next to him as he started shaking. His screaming only got louder.

"Spencer! Spencer! It's me, Ryan! Spencer? Are you okay? SPENCER!" he yelled, trying to be heard over his friend's screams.

He rolled Spencer onto his back, unsure of what to do. The door behind him was thrown open as William, Mike, Brendon, and Jon rushed in.

"What's wrong?" William asked as he knelt down next to the screaming vampire.

"I, I, don't know. I was sleeping and he just started screaming. What's happening to him? Why hasn't he stopped screaming?" Ryan stuttered. Spencer had had visions before, but he'd never screamed for this long. Ryan didn't know what to think. He looked at Brendon, who shrugged.

"Wow Brendon, you don't even know what's wrong with him? Some sire you are," Mike remarked and Brendon hissed at him.

William looked at the both of them. "Enough. Since he is clairvoyant, he is probably having a vision."

Everyone nodded. Eventually, Spencer's screaming got quieter and it was eventually reduced to nothing more than the occasional whimper. Ryan scooted forward and brushed his friend's sweaty bangs off of his forehead.

"It's okay, Spence, it's okay. Just come back to us. Come back to us," he murmured, sweet nothings to try and keep himself sane.

One of the older vampires ran to get a washcloth and they placed it on his forehead.

Spencer began to stir a few minutes later.

-

Slowly, Spencer began to regain consciousness. He first gained his sense of touch. He was laying on a hard surface that was definitely not his bed and there was something cold on his forehead.

He opened his eyes and everything was fuzzy. He could see forms sitting above him and for a second, he didn't know what to think. Then his vision cleared and he was looking into the concerned eyes of one Ryan Ross.

"Ryan? What happened? I feel like I got hit by a truck," he muttered groggily.

"You had a vision. What do you remember? Can you sit up?" William asked, sitting next to Ryan.

Spencer took Ryan's outstretched hand and gently sat up. He massaged his temples as one of the other vampires offered him a glass of water and some aspirin. They let him sit in silence for a few moments before William prodded him again.

"Spencer, do you remember what you saw?" William asked.

He looked at William, his eyes wide as the memories came flooding back.

"Death," was all he said, barely a whisper.

"Who?"

Spencer took a deep breath and another sip of water before continuing,

"I saw your sire, Lestat. He was talking to the demon girl. They were alone, from what I could tell. Then, they attacked. It was the two Lycans. They ripped him to shreds, and I felt it! I felt every claw, every bite! They killed him!" Spencer yelled as his breathing began to increase.

Ryan put a hand on his shoulder to try and calm his friend, but it didn't help. He looked at Jon pleadingly. Jon knelt down and looked Spencer in the eyes.

"Spencer, listen to me. You have to calm down. Just take a deep breath. Everything is all right. You need to tell us EXACTLY what you saw, okay? Can you do that?" Jon asked, his voice calm.

Spencer's breathing slowed and he nodded.

"All right, so Gerard and his men killed my sire. What happened next?" William asked.

"Then they walked out of wherever they were. They came here next. None of us survived. I have a feeling that we're next," Spencer admitted.

His words chilled Beckett to the bone. If Gerard and his men had killed Lestat, they could now kill him. And if they were truly on the way to the house right now, everyone, including Adeline, was in danger. He needed to act fast.

"All right, if that's what you saw, that's what's going to happen. We need to prepare. Jon, you stay with Spencer so that he doesn't have another fit. Brendon and Ryan, you come with me. We are going to need all of the weapons we can find. Mike, I want you to keep watch. The moment you see them, you are to tell me immediately. I need to go get Adeline to safety," Beckett said as he got up and walked out of the room.