I do not own The Lost Boys or any of it's characters. I only own my characters.

"Who's got the blues records?" Vanessa called out while writing down the word 'Blues' on one of the genre dividers for the records.

She had on her usual black circular shades and was wearing a dark red crop tank top, black bell bottom jeans with some embroidered roses at the bottom, black chunky heeled ankle boots and a cropped black blazer with a bunch of safety pins and chains attached to it.

"I think it's still in the truck!" Luis answered from the cash register up front. He, along with Danielle were trying to figure out how to hook up the new register.

Vanessa set down her marker and dividers, "Thanks!" She called back, heading into the back room and passing by Timothy and Sarah who were organizing the extra cassette tapes on the shelves.

She walked out the back door and lifted up the door of one of their moving trucks that was filled with boxes that contained their stock for the shop. There were only a few more boxes left full of records, cassette tapes and even a few posters.

They'd been working since the sun rose that morning and it was now night, signifying their hours of nonstop work. Cleaning up the place, reworking all the lighting and moving around the furniture. They bought some of the stock from the previous owners that didn't sell or anything that they didn't want.

Vanessa stepped into the truck, she hummed to herself as she moved through the boxes to find what she was looking for. A high pitched whistle rang out from outside the truck as she bent over to grab the box with some of the blues records in it.

Her nose instantly picked up on a scent from behind her. It clicked something in her brain. The scent belonged to Paul. Vanessa stood up straight and looked back, seeing Paul leaning against the side of the truck looking at her, confirming what she smelt.

As a vampire, your senses were heightened; you could see things more clearly, hear a conversation from miles away as if it was happening right in front of you, and dear lord you smelt everything. With dhampirs, it was that times two, but also having mates, no matter which one you were, you could pick each other out from a sea of people with no problem.

Paul smelt of weed and strangely like the ocean. But there was an underlying scent that drew her in, it was intoxicating. She couldn't place what exactly the scent was, all she knew was that it was pleasant and she wanted to be around it. And of course she could smell the faint copper scent of blood. It wasn't recent, maybe a day old, but it was still there.

She pushed her glasses up a little farther so as to not let Paul see her eyes. He might have been one of her mates, but she wasn't to just let him see the most vulnerable parts of her without getting to know him better. The same went for anyone.

Paul grinned at her, "Looking good babe." Paul snuck to the back of the store only a few minutes ago. He broke off from the others the moment he caught her scent and followed it, finding her in a position that he could stare at all day long if he was given the opportunity.

Vanessa snorted at his words and his thoughts, a part of her amused and the other flattered. Before she could even thank him for the compliment, the others strode up to the truck, Marko bumping his shoulder with Pauls'.

Three more distinct scents filled her sinuses. Marko smelt a combination of fresh air, which was just refreshing, and interestingly had a woody aroma to it as well.

Dwayne followed, her nose breathing what he smelt like. Freshly printed ink and old, worn paper took over, along with what Vanessa could only place as the smell of a bonfire.

Davids' almost punched her in the face with how fast it hit her. The familiar smell of cigarettes lingered, and tagging along was gasoline and freshly made leather.

All of them together filled her with a sense of nostalgia. Somehow they all reminded her of home and made her feel at ease. Almost calm, quite the opposite of how they present themselves. Vanessa sniffled, trying to refocus, picking up the box she wanted and carrying it to the opening of the truck. She smiled at Paul, "Thanks. Glad to see you guys took my offer."

Marko smiled, reaching his arms up toward the box she was holding, gesturing for Vanessa to give it to him, "Give it here."

Vanessa blinked at his gesture, giving him the box as Dwayne then held his hand out for her to take. He took note that she was wearing heeled boots and didn't want her to fall and hurt herself.

Vanessa couldn't help but smile at him, taking his hand. Dwayne squeezed it a little with a faint smile of his own. He helped her down from the truck as David spoke, "Hope we didn't keep you waiting." David gave her a smug smile, using her words from yesterday.

Vanessa let go of Dwayne's hand and took the box from Marko, the weight of the box feeling like a feather in her arms while it's actual weight would probably have her struggling, "Not at all." She jutted her head towards the back door, "Been busy all day trying to get this place set up, that time totally became nothing."

The boys followed behind her as she led them into the store, her gaze quickly shifting to David as he stared at her intensely. He kept his promise. They kept their promise of returning to her. It made her feel a little giddy inside that they did.

The five entered through the back, Timothy and Sarah quickly greeting the boys with smiles, happy to see them following their friend. Vanessa watched with a smile as they exchanged some words, just some quick hellos and how are yous, bouncing back and forth.

Timothy's eyes shifted to Vanessa and he smirked, "They got it bad girl. And it's only been one day."

Vanessa rolled her eyes, oblivious to the fact that Dwayne noticed the action, narrowing his eyes between both her and Timothy. The others were too busy talking with Sarah to notice themselves. "And you weren't the same with Luis?" Vanessa stabbed back.

Timothy glared, "Touché."

Vanessa smirked and turned her attention to the brunette beside her. Her ears started to turn red as he stared down at her. What was with him, or any of them staring at her? Being half alive still gave her the ability to blush, not as much as a regular human, but anyone could tell in good lighting.

Dwayne reached out and brushed her hair back behind her ear, the heat of her skin clashing with his ice cold fingers. It sent shivers down both of their spines and Dwayne was thoroughly enjoying the fact that he made her flustered.

Timothy took the opportunity to call David over, seeing as he was sort of like the unofficial leader of their group. David rose a brow and stepped to Timothy, curious to what he had to say. "Can you do me a favor?" Timothy asked him.

"Depends on the favor." David answered and smirked a little when Timothy gave him an unamused look for a split second before speaking.

"Steal Vanessa away for a couple hours. She's been going nonstop since we moved here. Doing paperwork, paying bills, making sure that everything is in its place and she's too stubborn to take a break on her own." Timothy explained to David. Vanessa was a bit of a control freak. She rarely lets others deal with the technicalities of certain things.

David looked over his shoulder, watching as Paul and Marko directed their attention back to the white haired girl. She laughed at whatever cheesy pick up line Paul was attempting and David smiled at the exchange.

David nods, "We can do that." Stealing Vanessa away was their plan anyway tonight. And Vanessa's friends encouraging them to steal her for the night worked perfectly for them.

Timothy was relieved. He wanted Vanessa to get out for a bit and what better way than with her mates. "Thanks man, owe you one."

Vanessa cleared her throat, "Before you kick me out for the night, at least let me put these away." She didn't want to just leave without completing her part. She still had a lot to do, but she knew fighting to stay and help would end up with her being dragged out by at least one of them. Plus, she did want to spend a little time with the boys.

Without a word, she ventured into the store, the boys following her, leaving Timothy and Sarah alone once again.

As Vanessa returned to her original spot, putting away the records, the boys started asking her questions as they looked through what was already out. "How did all of you guys meet?" Marko asked, standing very close to Vanessa.

Vanessa hummed at the question. They all met a very long time ago but she wasn't going to tell them that, "I wanted to travel for a bit, see the world you know? I visited a few different countries and met each of them one by one. Been inseparable ever since."

"You traveled? Where too?" Paul grinned, wanting to know more. He never really stepped a foot out of Santa Carla, none of them have. He wanted to hear in great detail about the places she visited.

"A lot of places, but I've been to South Korea, Egypt, France, just to name a few places." Vanessa only told him a little, she would leave to tell him more another day.

She finished putting in the last of the records when she asked, "How about you guys?" She already had an idea that they were all together for a long time. Maybe not as long as her, but long enough.

David put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her close to him, looking down at her, and directly at her glasses. He was curious as to why she wore them. "Been with each for as long as we can remember."

Vanessa gulped at the touch, but put her own arm around his back, holding him to her, "That's nice." Even behind the glasses, she could still stare into his blue eyes and become lost in them. God damn it he was pretty, they all were.

"Yo, Ness! Get your butt out of this store before I drag it out." Danielle shouted from the front. Luis nudged Danielle in the side which made her return the action.

David grinned at how eager Vanessa's friends were to get her out of the store. "Better listen to your friends."

Vanessa smiled. Even though she said that it would take a lot to drag her away from her work, she was happy to leave for a while, "I guess I should."

She didn't know what the night had in store for her, but she was excited to find out.