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A/N: Thank you to pkp033, DaniD32, xxericbitesxx, Charlotte Temples, and murgatroid-98 for reviewing the last chapter!

Caught Up

He stared at Ginger's limp form asleep on the floor, his eyes narrowed and hand limp by his side as Pam and Chow stood on either side of him. A black man hanging casually from under Chow's arm while Pam was holding some red neck by the back of his shirt while he sat unconscious. Leaving the human where she lie he slowly made he way down to the basement and stared at its emptiness. Walking towards the collar she had been chained to he stared at the hand near it and the small silver band that had belonged to her male companion as it laid on the floor.

He didn't feel very angry, that was the part that surprised him, in fact he felt exhilarated at the fact the scared little rabbit got out of her cage and bound her ass as far away from here as possible. His lips pulled back into a small humored grin. He would have been disappointed if she had turned out to be stupid and paralyzed by fear like some of the others. He heard the Pam and Chow approaching and looked over his shoulder as he watched them place the two on the ground with a bit of a throw before Pam took care of the collars. Standing up she stared at the spot the O negat- No….

Kylie, had laid and then looked at him lightly. Her mouth opening as she asked in old Swedish, "Should I get another collar ready or are you letting her go?"

Still smiling he simply turned with no answer and headed up the stairs calling back, "You're in charge Pam." He took another glance at Ginger and pushed her over onto her back with his foot. Staring at her almost peaceful form from her curled up position he chuckled lightly and felt through his bond with his soon to be prize. There was quiet and stillness in it. He stopped for a moment and looked off to the side. He felt no emotions from her for the time being except for an odd relaxed vibe that he sensed as shock, soon he lost the smile on his lips though as he sensed she was still moving.

He looked more into the bond and scowled as he sensed exhaustion and fatigue, she obviously needed to stop and here she was being an idiot and continuing. Staring off ahead of him at nothing in particular he let out a sigh. He needed to get to her before she did something stupid. She wouldn't be happy with him but for the moment he didn't really care what she thought. If she was smart she would have ran to the police, she was still smart…

But just didn't have a lick of common sense. Being bonded to a vampire sort of made running useless, but as she had so desperately needed to feel liberated, he would take his time tracking her down. There was much trauma to recover from and he would have to take care of that matter on his own. Shaking his head with a soft sigh but the smile continuing he moved out the door and slipped quietly into the black jaguar parked in the back.

Pulling out of the parking lot and onto the road he let out a soft sigh and began his chase.

It was two hours after sunset came that I found I couldn't see straight on the road any more and had managed to pull into what was a roadside motel. I didn't really think much about how it looked as all I really wanted to do, all I was desperate to do, was go to sleep and definitely eat something. Luckily I had found miss vampire slut's 'emergency' fund in the glove box. That had been able to get me full tank of gas and a bottle of water and still have a shit load left for a motel.

I wondered of a vampire could enter a motel room, I recall hearing rumors they couldn't enter a resident though of a human with out permission. Either way I shook my head and parked in the parking lot. Grabbing the large roll of cash I that I had placed beside me I got out of the car and sighed. I was still dirty and nasty as fuck. But the gas station attended hadn't really looked at me till he had to hand me the receipt. The look on his face had been priceless.

The only reason I said this was the moment I entered the woman glass window with the little speaker hole took one look at me and then snapped, "Get out of here! We don't' do charity!" This didn't really hurt me, I just wanted to bust the window open and beat her face in. I held back my wild temper though and held up the cash, her eyes were still narrowed on me and her lips pursed before I growled out, "One night."

Still seeming all too suspicious, which was less than what I would feel if I saw me, she slowly nodded and gave me the price. Taking out a 100 I got change back and handed the key. She gave me my room and with out thinking I immediately turned out of the lobby and headed my way down to room 49. I would have grumbled about shitty service if I had been in my normal state, but as I wasn't, her shitty service seemed pretty unimportant right now.

The numbness came back with this thought and I was relieved of my emotion and oddly at peace. Using the card key to the place, I opened it and then slowly stared around at the bed, refrigerator, and the bathroom.

Bathroom was first as Get Clean was the only coherent thought I was having. My shirt was still worn and torn, filled with dirt and grime as well as dried blood and sweat. It was first off followed by my bra. The torn up jeans, shoes, socks, and underwear was next before I caught my reflection in the mirror. I paused to slowly stare at it.

The girl staring back at me wasn't the same one I saw a week ago, this girl looked close to death, haunted, and weak. She looked empty and alone, lost… My fist slammed into the mirror as anger came back to my mind and I stared at the blood that drained from my hand as the shards stuck painfully into it. I dug around in the drawer of the cabinet the sink stood on and found a toenail care kit with a pair of tweezers.

Using said pronged item I began to remove the glass in my hand before flexing it and turning towards the shower. Opening the door of the shower stall I slipped in and let the water turn on. Staring at the floor I felt my form shaking lightly at the weight of the water and I slowly looked up, the hot fluid coming down onto my face and my hand found a bar of soap to the side as I immediately began to scrub my form with it. Breathing all too soft for pants as blood came down my hand onto the floor only to be drained away from the water.

Once again I found myself oddly relaxed despite the twinge like pain and soon began to get gentle with the soap on my skin, a week's worth of dirt and grime falling down and down the drain before I was satisfied with my body and began on my face and hair. I paused feeling something hot moving down my face though and my tongue darted out and licked away the salty fluid as it was near my mouth.

I was crying? Sure enough, I inhaled and my nose my stuffy, my eyes hurt and were burning, and my lips had pulled down into that unmistakable crying frown. I listened to my breathing as it was from my mouth and stood silently in my mind as I heard soft sounds of vocal influence enter the air. I didn't feel sad though; in fact I didn't feel really anything. So why on earth was my body crying while my mind was at ease?

It was almost to trivial to think about. Despite my crying I shut my eyes and let the soap slowly travel over my face. Persuading me to go back into my cleansing ritual as I was done with my face proceeded to clean every bit of my skin once again. Soon the bar reduced to something flat and oval like, I set it back down and grasped the shampoo-taking note the crying had stopped. Running the small amount of sticky fluid through my hair I brought my hands up and with my chipped but now clean nails, began to violently rub it down to my hair with no prejudice. There was a soft hiss as I cut part of my skin with my nail and ignored it, it would stop bleeding after a few moments. Reaching over my back I used the shampoo to get the areas I could reach, simply cause the soap was no longer reliable and then as soon as I was satisfied let water pour down onto my head.

The thrumming of the droplets hitting at high speed nearly gave me a headache on the spot but it was ignored just like everything else as I got the soap out of my hair soon enough and then gave the conditioner the same treatment as the shampoo.

When my shower ended I felt ten times cleaner than I ever had through out my life. Using the towels I found myself soon dried and with it wrapped immodestly around my waist and nothing on my chest but another towel in my hair. I walked out of the bathroom and a wave of steam followed it. Taking a glance at the clock to the side I frowned and blinked. It had taken two hours for me to get all that grime off….

I took another step and a wave of dizziness hit me. Stumbling I got to the bed and crawled up onto it. The lights had been turned on but I was too thankful for it as once a pillow was hugged to me and I was curled around it, I was out.

Once he had sensed Kylie had stopped he was oddly relieved but slightly concerned as well. The little human would no doubt find a place to stay, he could feel that desperation deep with in her mind, but also he would have to make sure that she didn't crash or anything. He was getting close though as he drove usually a good 30-40 above the speed limit…

With the lights off.

In the dark…. Which didn't really matter cause he could see in it. Chuckling he did a turn and then another one onto a state road before seeing lights up ahead. Slowing it down enough to turn into the area he found himself in a small roadside motel parking lot. He looked at the windows that were on the side of the building and blinked for a moment before his eyes focused in on one of them with the lights still on.

That was the one she was in. Slowly he got out of his Jag and made his way towards the entrance after shutting and locking the door. The human woman from behind the door looked up and stared at him before slowly smiling. "What can I do for you sugar?"

He looked back at her and blinked for a moment, face carefully blank before murmuring, "A friend of mine checked in earlier, oddly dirty?" He watched her face get a cross look before a nod came from her, "I was wondering if you could tell me what room she was in and get a key for it. She was supposed to check in for two but I guess she only did for one." The woman said nothing, eyeing him for a moment before slowly, begrudgingly nodding.

"Room 49." With a few moments later a card key was handed to him and he nodded turning and walking from the lobby down the hall. He took in the bad carpeting, yellow painted walls and useless pictures that hung on them before he reached the room 49 and stuck his card in. He entered slowly and let the door shut behind him with only a click looking at the light covered room before slowly moving towards the bed where the limp form of his prize laid. He stopped once he was on the edge and stared down at her.

Silently he shut his eyes and sat before bringing his hand forward and running his fingers through her hair, he liked this sensation better than when her hair was completely filthy. It seemed that was all it took to wake her up from her sleep though. Her eyes opened and immediately took him in before she immediately attempted to launch away from him.

His hand wrapped around her upper arm and she let a loud scream making him wince before he yanked her to him and onto his lap. The towel around her waist coming loose and the one in her hair falling off. He wrapped both arms around her as she began to buck and struggle. Thrashing completely and unabashedly while he slowly whispered, "Calm down…" It did nothing to help the process before he let go of her and watched her fall to the floor, crab walking away from him against the wall. Letting his form turn towards her he stared at her silently then shut his eyes lightly murmuring, "I'm not going to hurt you."

"Bullshit!" Was the frightened shrill of a reply, "You killed Jack, you killed Aims, you Killed EVERYBODY! And you Say You're Not gonna Hurt me! You stuck me in a basement for a week!"

He almost chuckled before slowly opening his eyes and resting his hands on his knees then murmured simply, "You're alive aren't you?" There was quiet through out the room and his smile disappeared, "I didn't kill you did I?" There was no answer as he watched her lips turn down and his form slowly rose. He could hear her heartbeat and slowly move forward as it was beating so hard she probably thought it was gonna burst out of her chest like one of those ridiculous sci-fi movies. He crouched in front of her and let his hand come forward. He looked her in the eye and laced his voice with the glamour.

"Calm down Kylie."

He got a surprisingly hard kick to the abdomen that knocked him on his ass as she shouted, "Don't Try That Glamour Shit With Me!"

He stared for a moment at her before relaxing on his spot on the ground before sighing softly placing his chin on his palm again as he ran his fingers through his hair grumbling soft Swedish to himself. Then looked at her again, he needed to be… not nice, but… well he most certainly didn't need her having a panic attack.

As she opened her mouth to probably shout at him he snapped, "Shut Up Woman!" Her hesitation made him stare at her with a hard glare and watched as slowly the defiance itself was hesitating, "Be grateful I haven't drained you of every bit of blood you have." There was silence before he was hit again, this time by the garbage can that had been beside her making him grunt and hold his head lightly glaring at her.

"Grateful? You DRAINED my Friends!"

"Some friends." He grumbled lowly to himself looking to the side, with out the power of glamour, this was going to be harder than he thought.

"Excuse Me!?" It was almost like talking with another vampire and insulting them, growling he rubbed his eyes and then looked at her with a glare before grabbing her arm and yanking her up resulting of a yelp and a sharp, "Let Go Of Me!" Pulling her to him he picked her up and kept her from slipping away as he walked over towards a chair and pulled it out with his foot, sitting down he placed her on his lap and looked down as she was writhing and thrashing again.

Eventually she stilled, as any energy he sensed she gained from her small nap was completely gone. He shut his eyes and then murmured simply, "If you will act like a civilized being, I will let you go so we can talk. Afterwards I will go get you clothes so you do not have to leave this place naked as I know you might have to as you're probably not going to put on your old ones. If you don't act civilized, I will tie you to the bed and then you will listen and be completely defenseless." Her heavy breathing she had gained immediately stopped at this statement.

He looked slowly down at her taking this silence as his que. "Will you behave?"

There was a slow hiss of breath between clenched teeth and then a nod, he decided right then, shock was probably a beautiful thing for the human mind. Letting her go she did how ever put as much distance between him and herself as possible in the room and he fought back the urge to roll his eyes as she sat on the floor staring at him quietly. The Viking grabbed a chair from the desk in the room though and yanked it to him. Opening the door to the refrigerator he stared around and found that disgusting but working Tru Blood. Sticking the bottle in a microwave after opening it he grumbled softly and shook his head. Turning to her he noticed her watching his every mode, tensed, ready to flee if need be.

The microwave dinged and he sat down on the chair again once collecting his drink and then downed lightly before fighting back a groan at the taste. He looked at the creature in front of him as she stared back and then sighed. He could sense a subtle panic, and it showed in her body but her mind didn't seem to quite keep up with it.

This would be interesting.

A/N: Alright, I think I'll be able to get one more chapter in before I head off on the 22nd to start my freshmen year in college. Updates will more than likely be really slow. But as I have the Sookie Stackhouse novels to keep me company, I will have more ideas and more times to think them over. So this is a heads up as this is more than likely the second to last, or third to last update I'll be doing for a while. So enjoy it all ya can.