A/N: Thank you to DaniD32, Charhamblin, WWEchika, Vamp Fan4, Fairy Skull, nicolias and Ophelia Weasely. And a SPECIAL THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO'S HELPED THIS STORY BREAK INTO TRIPLE DIGITS WITH THE REVIEWS! Sorry, I was very happy to see it, first time with a story for me that's happened.

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Fangtasia

Hanska stared quietly out as he sat on a chair in the study the mad butler had led him too…. He only said mad how ever seeing as he could sense a little bit of unstableness with the human. The bit of him that was still human felt a little uncomfortable, but the other part of him…

The darker part of him…

Well it just felt right at home. Sensing what he was going to push to be his ward getting out of the shower, he glanced up at the ceiling before looking back ahead as the door opened. Walking in he stared at the blonde vampire who seemed to hold a tired look and the elder empathic shut his eyes as he felt the wave of worry and stress come from the supernatural creature. He felt no happiness in the blonde's form, which was a pity. The Indian wasn't gay or anything, but he bet he looked all right when he smiled.

Leaning back in the chair though he watched the vampire sit across from him, a pack of blood in hand which he immediately bit into. The silence was only interrupted by his gulping before he slowly finished and threw the bag away then looked at him up and down. Hanska didn't move, his face remained a mask of stoic seriousness before finally Eric spoke, "Decided to follow her here empathic?"

"…More of concerned for her well being." He gruffly replied, this made the blonde blink then stare at him in the eye, blue met brown again and for a few moments before Hanska stated very simply, "I want to stay here and keep an eye on her."

"No, out of the question."

"You can't keep her safe during the day vampire." Was the immediate retort, he watched the man's mouth become a line and his eyes narrow, "if you even give a shit.."

"Kylie Scott is part of my financial business, of course I want to protect it." Was the grunt he got, the Indian found this slightly pleasing to hear, it would work in his favor, "…but I can get people I trust to watch her, not you." He didn't let his spirits down as he felt annoyance in the vamp sitting across from him. Shutting his eyes he took a slow and low breath then opened one and let a scowl come across his face.

"They won't be safe." He watched a glare come from those dark blue eyes and didn't break his own scowl, but he did inwardly grimace. It would be so much easier for him if he were to just infect the vampire with accepting feelings, and then he could get what he wanted so much easier…. It wasn't nearly as hard as having to convince the dead bastard he was the best choice with out stuffing him with emotions as Kylie had so elegantly put it…

He wanted the bastard to realize though that he was restraining stuffing him simply so he could prove that it had to be Eric's own choice that allowed him to stay… because one way or another he WAS going to stay.

"You come into my territory, following us all the way from your little bar in Ohio to here in Shreveport only to tell me my choice in staff isn't safe for a single little girl?" Eric's voice was soft to his ears, his mind screamed danger and he shoved it down, he didn't gulp to show the slight fear he felt in his mind, he simply continued to watch the vampire with an unwavering gaze before leaning forward so they were closer.

"Your pets won't be able to resist Kylie's charm like I can." He watched the vampire get a blank face, and then the feeling of amusement immediately came into his mind as the man laughed lightly leaning back in his chair. Smirking at him.

Hanska almost wanted to lunge at him and strangle him, but the man was already dead. So the effort wasted would have been futile and ineffective. He simply waited before the man snickered, "What charm does she have? She is slightly attractive, but none of my men would hold interest in her. And they would fear me too much to act on their emotions."

He grimaced and simply looked at Eric quietly before asking softly, "Do you really think that?" The amusement stopped… the blonde didn't like being questioned…

Good, the bartender leaned forward in his spot and then shut his eyes letting out a heavy sigh. "I would be willing to work under your conditions as well as assist Ky on stage as part of her music regiment. I have seen her practice enough and taught her enough as well."

Subject change, the vampire immediately caught on and stared for a moment before questioning, "I thought Jack taught her." Jack? Who the hell was….

Oooh, Jack. He groaned softly at the mention of the little bastard before continuing simply, "Yes, Jack began too. On a very rare occasion she would use my crowds as practice. And that took a lot of convincing… the little stoner gave her the guitar, I gave her the facilities." The silence continued before he glared at the ground.

I'd kill him myself if he wasn't gone and missing. He looked back up at the Viking as he was crossing his legs, ankle up on his knee making his shin parallel to the floor. "She'll change soon."

"How do you know?"

"Because I can feel it. She'll be able to read your emotions just as easily as I can. Not that she doesn't already." Interest flashed in the blue eyes of the vampire and he fought back a grin. Got you. "It's blockin' out broadcasted emotions that's the trick… and being bonded to you… well, she's already starting to read your emotions."

"That. I am aware of." Eric stiffly replied, there was a pause before the Indian gave a Cheshire cat grin. From ear to ear and his eyes lidded, "…What are you?"

"….Secret." Hanska winked making the vampire scowl, clearly not amused by the action, it wasn't like he cared.

"You both seem to be holding rather annoying secrets." Was the sneer the undead decided to give him, Hanska continued to grin before leaning forward.

"Yes, but they're detrimental to our existence… she's safest with you." He watched interest come to Eric's face immediately. "And the more she finds out about herself, the safer she is away from the general public.."

Till she can control herself at least… and for a while, she more than likely won't be able to….

Eric controlled himself as the Indian was dropping subtle hints, he wondered what this man's game was. Obviously he knew quite a bit more than Kylie Scott knew about what ever she was. As well as the fact he seemed to hold quite a bit of knowledge of what was to come with the adolescent. Grasping his chin he rubbed the stubble, he really couldn't afford to waste to much time on this matter till something actually happened. And this man was curious to him, if not greatly annoying though…

He needed to get back to business soon how ever…. He had an idea. "I will give you a trial run." He watched the brown eyes of the man immediately narrow, but settle with a vast determination. "I will allow to accompany myself and the girl tonight."

"Kylie." Was the immediate correction making his eyes focus in on the brown to see there was a slight frown in them, "She has a name."

"I'm well aware of that."

"She's not fully human either."

"I know, I have tasted her blood."

"So don't' talk about her like she's one." This took him off guard, he studied Hanska for a moment who leaned back in his chair letting out breath, "I'm not stupid and have met plenty of vampires in my short life, as they come to the bar often, I have seen how they treat humans…" His eyes flashed, "We're not full human, and I would rather you not treat her as one. Kylie has a name, use it."

"…do you have feelings for her?" He watched the man blink and gain a blank look as though he was thinking it over before he slowly frowned.

"Perhaps the feelings a mentor feels for a ward, other than that, no." This puzzled the over a thousand year vampire before he slowly exhaled and then nodded. He could understand it though it confused him but he supposed for now he would let it go. "I'm also a stabilizer."

"…How do you mean?"

"…." Hanska grinned at him, and it wasn't one that he found rather pleasant to see on the creature's face, "You're not exactly good with keeping her content."

"It's not my job to keep her content-"

"Oh but it is…" Eric once again felt intrigued by this man's gall as he put a finger into the air, "Her blood's taste changes with her taste remember?" A slow growl exited the vamp as he indeed recalled this then slowly sighed, "I can keep her happy whether she wishes to be or not." His eyes flicked up, "Can you?"

He had a point… Eric couldn't help but grin, "You don't really want a trial do you? You're a very stubborn creature."

"You'll find she is too.."

"Oh I know… but the trial still stands." He watched the Indian sigh, then lean back before smirking.

"Couldn't blame me for trying."

"Ow!" I looked down at Apollo as he was seeing it fit to climb up my leg, there were footsteps outside my door that my ears picked up and I immediately looked to the door to see it open. I was relieved to see Hanska enter, and then tensed immediately as Eric followed. Staring at the two men I looked back and forth before feeling the heavy weight of the cat reach my shoulder.

Looking at him I was met by fur to the face as he was using his head to rub against my cheek. I ignored him temporarily to stare over at the orange tabby before Artemis squeaked/mewed at my feet making me bend down to pet her head immediately.

I then looked back up at the two vampires as I stood in a skintight black t-shirt and a pair of tight fitting jeans. I didn't think I looked to bad, I had my hair pulled back and my bangs back over my forehead, slightly down in front of my eyes though revealing that I needed a trim.

The silence continued as I pet the dark calico before murmuring, "Eric." His eyes narrowed onto mine, "When are you going to call your attorney to write up our contract?"

"We will meet them tonight at Fangtasia." I stilled immediately and felt a cold rush come over my mind. Breathing soft and eyes slowly shutting to try and discern what he just said.

"I…see." I did not want to go to the bar, but I was going to get this damn contract written up so he was legally bound to the conditions.

"Hanska will be accompanying us." I felt immediately better and looked up at the elder bartender who nodded to me and nodded his head lightly to my shoes. Slowly I moved over and began to put them on. (Apollo decided to attack the shoestrings as I tied them making me hiss loudly at him, which got him to scamper away.) Slowly I felt the firmness around my foot once they were fully on and looked up and around. By this moment I would usually have my purse with me… frowning I rubbed my face.

"Your belongings have been at Fangtasia." I slowly looked at him and then nodded to this before looking off to the side. I needed my purse, it had my debit card and my driver's license. I would love to be able to drive with out the fear of being pulled over… it would be a nice feeling to have it again…

Had it only been about four or five days since I escaped? I looked down at the ground unsure of this time and found it was a light estimate… my mind felt the situation to almost be months old… really it may have been about three and a half weeks since I left home. It was very annoying and confusing. A hand grasped my shoulder and tugged me, I looked up at Hanska who was leading me now behind Eric, shutting the door behind me to my room so my cat's were in there by themselves. I hoped they didn't do anything stupid……

It felt like a dream, stepping out of Eric's car to stare at Fangtasia's big glowing sign. I was tensed lightly and wanted to run but I forced my body to relax. My mind slipped into a surreal setting as all I could do was stand very stiff and still in front of the building before the door opened. My eyes immediately moved to Pam as she stood leaning against the door then looked at me. For a few moments all I could do was stare before I felt her eyes go up and down me. I looked at Hanska to find him behind my right shoulder and a hand planting lightly onto the back of my neck…

I calmed down before the panic attack could even hit, my gaze went lidded and I felt a soft breath exit me as my body cooled down from the fear that was about to rush through it. I slowly relaxed and stuck my hands in my pockets. Eric was heading for the door and we followed him in quietly. Pam murmuring softly, "Well well, you did manage to bring the little girl back."

I immediately glared to the side at her in thought, our eyes made contact before she slowly smiled at me, grasping my chin she stated softly, "Well this is new." I yanked my chin from her and stepped back, her eyes narrowed and her grin widened, she stated something in the same language that I heard Eric talking in my dreams, and my mind caught it.

I blinked as it translated.

"You'll have to let me borrow your new toy some time." I kept my mouth shut as I was completely intrigued by what was going through my head and translating it. Slowly I looked at Hanska who winked lightly at me… it was a silent notion that I needed to keep my mouth shut about it. For the time being I couldn't help but totally agree with it.

We stared back as they continued talking, my face gaining a blank fascade.

"Perhaps at some point. Is the lawyer here?"

"Yes, the leech is in your office."

He walked away and began to smile as he did so, I found it odd to see on his face but pleasant at the same time as Hanska moved to follow but Pam put a hand out, "Not you." I watched the Indian pause and slowly look at her. Then I sensed something coming from Pam. These new senses were starting to drive me mad, she smiled lightly and I heard the effects of the glamour, "Why don't you let me buy you a drink?"

"That's not going to work on me ma'am."

"Scott!" Eric's voice pulled me from my observing and I immediately looked to the side at the vampire who was waiting for me. My feet moved on their own as I moved into his office and he shut the door behind him. The woman standing in the corner holding a group of files made me blink before she smiled at me now. Not even put off by Eric's presence… she in fact held fang marks on her neck, telling me exactly why. Stepping forward I shut my eyes before I was soon in front of her. She held her hand out.

"Alexis Richards. Shreveport firm lawyer."

I stared at her hand for a moment and then slowly looked away replying calmly, "Kylie Scott. Student." She lost her smile and slowly put her hand down before moving towards Eric's desk setting files out. I watched the man get up and abruptly leave stating calmly, "I expect you to behave yourself."

"Nothin' written in ink yet." Was my reply, I watched him pause and slowly look at me with a firm look, he got a cross one in return which gained a small emotional loss for him before he exited making me grunt in satisfaction. Ignoring my surroundings I found my mind jumping to focus on the task at hand. She leaned over with a pen in hand, "Now I just need you to sign he-"

"No." I felt my mouth working on its own. My eyes lidded as I stared at her and she stopped, "I don't just sign, let me read the thing first." Slowly she paused and watched me, before smiling.

"Have you done this before?"

"No." She blinked with a blank face.

"Then how do you know to-"

"Common sense." The silence from the room was chilling, there was a moment of quiet before I grasped the paper, "This it?" She slowly nodded. Moving to Eric's chair, I sat down, not bothering to really think to much of it as I began to read over what was to be our contract…..

….The door opened a good half hour later and I stared at the man that held tinfoil in his hair and a towel around his shoulders. My eyes narrowed for a moment before I fought back a small laugh that wanted to move through me. He simply glanced at me for a moment before I continued to rewrite out the contract. His eyes narrowing as he moved over and began to read.

"What are you doing?" Though he already knew I guess he meant clarify on why.

"Writing out our agreement, not Yours." I replied simply with a lidded gaze. The quiet continued before he replied, "no, I meant what are you doing sitting in my chair?"

"….Are you sitting in it?" I looked up at him and he slowly shook his head, "And you're not in the room, and she needs a place to sit, so I'll sit in it." Really I had torn apart, dissected, and now felt like I was sewing back up the bits of the contract to our actual agreement. I kept things that were normal, like I'd be on his insurance and other simple things. As he left the room, I gave my mind a moment to ponder, at the moment I was also partially concerned. As when I started focusing on an object, and not the people around me…

Well I was feeling rather odd. Like there was a subtle bubble of fear in my stomach which I could realize wasn't my own. And then I heard it. I wasn't sure what it was at first but the shrieks of a man came up ringing through my ears, and then a snarl of anger and animalistic rage.

I felt the intensity of it on my end of the bond and the pen dropped from my hand as my heart began to pound. The fear erupted and my mind went blank for a moment before I slowly fell forward. My forehead slammed against the desk and I began to shiver before memories of my own time spent down in that reeking pit of death and gore came flooding to my mind. My hand clenched down on itself and my body locked up. I couldn't move as the screams continued only to die but in my head they were still going strong.

Slowly I let my head bow and sat back, trying to stop the screams in my head before they ran completely rampant. Soon I found that I was failing as my eyes shut, the fear in the bottom of my belly was growing and then, it popped. My eyes tightened shut as I was seeing Jack's death again. Georgia being led out, Amy's screams. Flashes of the other three in my mind as well before they mixed into one single stream that made me reach up and hold tightly onto the desk.

Slowly my eyes drifted up and I saw Ms. Alexis Richard's staring at me worriedly. Our eyes held tightly and I began to focus more and more in on them as the screams got louder and the images flashed faster…

And then… they were gone, and the woman fell to the floor shrieking. My eyes widened for a moment as I saw her fall to her knees and hug herself, soon in the fetal position rocking back and forth on the floor muttering to herself. The door opened and Pam stared down at her then at me with a look of confusion and then intrigued interest.

Hanska appeared behind her and soon brushed by her to me and grasped my chin. He inspected me for any damage first before looking out the door to no doubt Eric was. Then back at Pam who was walking slowly over towards the lawyer and crouching down. I stopped paying attention from there as I felt the soothing sensations Hanska was calming me down. Or maybe it was just his fingers through my hair before I let my head slowly bow.

The silence was there except for Pam's voice, and then my mind was steady and calm. He held my chin for a moment and stared at me before murmuring very softly, "You must not project like that."

"Project?" He nodded lightly frowning and ran his fingers through my hair on last time. Soon the lawyer was up, and seemed functioning again, as though nothing had actually happened. I looked down at the contract I had been working on and added the last bit before handing it to her. She stared for a moment at it then nodded and packed up the files, "I'll type this up and fax it over." I slowly nodded, now confused and intrigued at what happened before Pam cast one last glance at me, and walked out.

Hanska shut the door and looked at me while I looked back, before I repeated again curiously, "Project?" He took the chair across from me and then nodded murmuring very softly, "It's sort of like you shoot whats making you upset into another person… it relieves you of the pain of the emotion.."

"And this means?"

"You're getting close to fully awakening." I grunted and looked at him before leaning forward and resting my arms on the desk. For a few moments all I could do was stare at him before repeating his final word. He slowly nodded and smirked, "It'll only be a little more time, maybe a few days." He grinned lightly, "My first projection I made a man piss himself…" He smiled, "I suppose it would have been worse." Standing I slammed my hands down on the desk in front of me and watched him shut up immediately and lose his smile. It was quiet before I calmly exited the room.

I wish I hadn't. Staring at the throne Eric was sitting in the black man kneeling before him as he was speaking covered in dirt and a metal collar around his neck. I slowly felt my form go limp before it fell back against the wall and my emotions still as that wonderful feeling of numbness was ebbing it back.

And then I stopped and yanked it away, letting the emotions run rampant. I controlled myself enough to move towards the bathroom and collapse against the toilet once in it. Kicking the door shut I let the lights remain off before grabbing the small towel hanging beside me and wet it down so it was completely cold. I let it hang over my head as I stared down at the ground in the darkness.

Slowly I was quiet as I let my eyes adjust to the darkness, the cold against my head felt so good… the stress of the situation weighed heavily against me and my eyelids gained weight. Leaning my head back I fell immediately to sleep……

The door opened and my eyes did as well, for a few moments, all I did was stare at Eric as he stood… his hair was different, he had his blonde hair but high lights of sorts in it, and it was slicked back… he looked aristocratic in my opinion… and his clothing was different too… how'd that happen. Rubbing my eyes I grabbed the towel and threw it lightly in the sink asking how long I had been asleep.

"…The entire night and day. I just got here… your things are at the house." I slowly nodded and threw myself up onto my feet then leaned against the sink. Staring down I turned on the cold water.

"Where's Hanska?" I forced the cold water onto my face, into my eyes, right now I just felt… I felt extremely sleepy. And stiff, my entire body ached… I had no clue I could sleep dreamlessly in that position for such a long time. Tilting my head I found it stiff and then slowly jerked it both ways then tilted it side to side… it felt good after a few moments.

"…." There was no reply before I slowly looked at Eric and felt my form tensing, eyes narrowing I repeated the question softly before he kicked the door open. The Indian sat leaning against the wall, head bowed and fast asleep. Relief swept through me to see him just asleep before I slowly rubbed my eyes through my lids with my hand against the sink to keep me from falling. I opened my mouth to speak, and then all hell broke lose.

An old southern accent broke through the air as it called Eric, I immediately moved after him as his eyes widened and he darted from the room. Hanska woke up alert as ever and was right behind me as we rushed into the main entrance of Fangtasia. The sight in front of me was almost mild to what I had seen before. The woman in the vampire's arms was blonde, maybe 5' 4", 5' 5", certainly a bit taller than me. My eyes took in her full luscious lips and her long blonde hair… it was her eyes that concerned me, wide and frightened. And then it hit me like a ton of bricks.

I saw the fear around her, around the vampire, then I looked at Eric and found a bit of concern there too. Immediately he snapped at me to clear the table over to the side in another room and I found myself moving swiftly. Taking in the pale face of the vampire with his short black hair and almost conservative dress for only a moment I watched as Eric grasped a towel and threw it out over the table as he shouted something in Swedish in the back that mind translated with out my knowing.

"Call Dr. Ludwig Pam!" I watched as the girl was set down and cried out immediately and my eyes got sight of her back. Three long claw marks stood out, bleeding and flushed red. It looked like she was infected. Looking at Eric I murmured softly as much as he paused for a moment then looked at the marks himself before nodding. Tilting his head I was instructed to go look back over the contract, silently I obeyed.

I was too anxious to concentrate though and had to read through it several times before I was signing it with a full comprehension and darting back out. Standing beside Eric and Pam, who both glanced at me, I watched silently. It was an annoyance but I couldn't help it. Something about this girl was not pissing me off… but it was unsettling to me.

Hanska yanked me back so I was standing quietly beside him. Then I tilted my head up frowning at him, I silently asked what was going on. Looking ahead, he shrugged and I watched the girl as well as her vampire lover spoke to her calming her down. We made eye contact and she stared for a few moments before her eyes seemed to hold something else. She looked over at Hanska too before back at me.

I felt a connection spark through my mind and stilled, quietly I felt my eyes go lidded and my breathing soften before I let something go through me. She quieted and her breathing was softening as she was relaxing.

"…Sookie. Sookie!" The male vampire immediately moved to shake her but she immediately managed out, "No Bill!" It was choked up and jerky, we made eye contact again and a pain ripped through my back making me hiss and then shut my eyes. It stopped as soon as I did so and the calm continued through, but the pain seemed to disappear from me and rip back into the woman named Sookie.

Hanska's hand came down onto my shoulder and tightened lightly breaking my concentration completely.

Sookie wasn't the only one staring at me now…

Right about now an explanation for everything would have been nice, and as I looked at Hanska who was frowning lightly, he said nothing and denied me such knowledge once again. Slowly I looked at the floor then at Sookie before the door snapped open. The one called Dr. Ludwig had finally arrived.

She was probably one of the most unpleasant feeling people I had known. Her eyes were squinty and she was smaller than me. She was older too, in her hand she held a large case and immediately looked at Sookie before moving quickly over. I'm not quite sure what she did, but soon the woman was in pain again and Eric's hand shot out and dug into my shoulder painfully.

"Do it again!" He snapped making me look up at him wide eyed. Hanska grasped the vampire's hand and yanked it from me before tucking me behind him. I noticed this gesture of safety immediately but was soon beside the doctor who simply glanced at me before I was in front of Sookie. My eyes connected with her and that link up began again.

It wasn't glamour, and it wasn't a trance, but I felt pain rip through my back again and fought to keep my eyes open as I bit down hard on my inner cheek. They were taking a beating lately, and forced that line of straight calm into her. She stilled again and her breathing steadied. The doctor put her fingers inside the wounds and dug something up, making the pain grow in my own body while Sookie shout out. She looked at me.

"If you want her to live you need to hold her down!" I nodded and my hands grasped hold of her arms. I felt my form still as a feeling of almost forced concentration went into autopilot. And as odd as it sounded, I began to learn about Sookie.

I learned her preferences, she liked to have a golden tan, as well as preferred her pokadotted bikini, and she met Bill at the bar she worked at… Merlotte's. Her Grandmother 'Gran' was killed by a serial strangler. She had a best friend, a black woman named Tara, and she preferred sex with Bill because it was very, very, good. Part of me shivered at this part… and another part of me was thrilled to hear this. That part of me I didn't know… She also wanted to know what the fuck I was and who I was as well as why I was at Fangtasia.

I heard something in the background on if anyone knew anything about Komodo Dragons. I felt my mouth move in autopilot about their bacterial bites and how their food would die of the bite and be tracked down till it did for days. I had to much time at home and used to be best friends with the Discovery Channel. I heard a light praise from her, as the doctor continued to work before she stated how the wound was sorta like that. I only half listened as I was still feeling pain as well as staring at Sookie. That autopilot remaining before slowly the woman turned.

"I have to strip her of the clothes, leave us with some privacy." I watched them leave as she kept a hand on my arm signifying for me to stay. I ignored her and continued to stare at Sookie quietly before she inhaled and exhaled sharply hissing, "You work for Eric often?" I shook my head slowly so we could maintain eye contact before I managed out, "No, I just started officially today."

"You're doing a good job." I could have laughed if I wasn't trying not to cry, slowly I failed as the pain was getting into me.

"There's no reason to be scared."

I kept my eyes open as the tears continued down before I whispered, "I'm not scared." I found it odd how she was trying to comfort me, it wasn't working, as her pain wasn't gone, but as she smiled at me for a few moments she was quiet, and then her eyes widened.

"I can't hear you…" And then the good doctor turned and called for one of the vampires. Sookie's boy, Bill. I looked at him as she told him he could administer his blood now and simply continued the link up looking politely away. The pain lessened though and there was a cry from the woman as I kept a hold on her arm before she finished drinking from the vamp then passed out.

Dr. Ludwig was quiet for a few moments before informing me I could stop keeping a grip on her. Slowly I removed my hands and noticed the blood on them. I simply sat on the floor staring before she instructed me to go wash my hands and change my shirt if I could. I moved immediately for the bathroom and felt Eric's eyes following me for a moment before he continued to stare at Sookie. My head bowed lightly once in the lavatory and I spat out the blood I hadn't swallowed in my mouth before looking at Hanska as he came in, shirt in hand. Peeling my own off I proceeded to wash my form with the towel from earlier to get off any blood before pulling on to my disgust, the Fangtasia t-shirt.

I reentered the room and stared to see thankfully no one looking at me. Felling the protective aura of Hanska I calmed and the Indian put an arm over my shoulder to reassure that I would remain calm for the time being. Eric turned after speaking to Bill for a few moments then looked at me. He tilted his head and then murmured, "We're retiring for the night, let's go." Nodding I followed after him and outside. Looking up to see it was only about four or five in the morning. The sun wouldn't be up for another good hour.

I got into the convertible this time and felt Hanska get in the back as I sat on the passenger side and buckled in. He jumped the door and landed in the seat not bothering to buckle up as he dug the keys out of his pockets. Slowly turning to me he was quiet for a few moments before his hand came up and moved through my hair. He didn't say anything as he made my head tilt back before his lips came down onto my head very lightly, it wasn't a romantic gesture, in fact my mind recognized it as a reward. I could sense the mass amount of curiosity in him, but also felt the delay in it for the time being due to the events as his voice went through my mind.

"Good girl…"

A/N: Alright! And that's chapter 18! Long as hell in celebration for going over the 100 mark and since all the crap that happens in it happens at Fangtasia except for the beginning! I don't have much work, so I was able to take time out to work on it. That and I woke up at 3:30 in the morning after going to bed at 10. I hate insomnia. Alright! Same song and same hook! Tell me what ya thought and all. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. See ya at the next one!n