CHAPTER 3

Ash and Quinn walked silently around the warehouse.

Are you sure this is the right place? Ash asked Quinn telepathically.

Quinn suppressed the urge to laugh and answered back calmly. I dunno! If I were going to pull an important deal like this one, I'd pick somewhere with more class. This place is a dump but it's the address Thierry gave me. Lets look around one more time then we'll check inside.

Yes sir. Ash sent back sarcastically. I'm so gonna kick Thierry's butt if he's given us a wrong address . . .

Will you shut up and concentrate. Go to the other exit and we'll enter at the same time.

Ash marched around the other side of the warehouse angrily. His footsteps were silent against the broken and uneven pavement. Keeping all his all his senses open he waited for Quinn.

Ready? Quinn asked.

Yea . . .

On the count of three

1 . . .

2 . . .

Wait . . .Did you hear that?

Hear what Quinn?

Must have been my imagination . . .

You're getting old and paranoid. This place hasn't been touched in years!

Shut up! Quinn snapped angrily Lets get this show on the road before I stake you myself.

Oh fine! Someone got out of the wrong side of the bed this morning.

Ash!

It's either that or did you not get any last night? Ash challenged menacingly



ASH!

Ok, ok! Fine I'll shut up! Shish I was only fooling . . .

The two vampires kicked the doors open.

Oh Shit, Quinn thought, I knew I heard something. Damn!

Inside the 'supposedly' abandoned warehouse were 10 Night Worlders. Ash waited for the dust to settle before pulling out his bokken. "Nice place you got here" he spoke sarcastically.

Quinn surveyed them critically.3 werewolves, 2 other shifters and 5 vamps. No problem, he thought and grabbed his own weapons. A gun loaded with silver bullets tipped with wood essence and Rashel's bokken. God he was glad he had been told to prepare for an attack. He silently thanked his soulmate.

The Night Worlders looked at them both angrily. The werewolves started to shift and the vampires stood ready to fight.

"Who the hell are you?" a werewolf growled as his body began to change.

"You know you should talk to the cleaners. There doing an awful job" Quinn commented raising his gun. "I would give them the sack if I were you" –then he fired. The bullets hit the 3 werewolves in the chest, taking them out of commission.

The vamps looked at both Quinn and Ash snarling then lunged.



The car carrying the Carter's and the three Redfern sisters pulled up outside Thierry's mansion. Mary-Lynnette looked at the mansion in ewe. It was very large. White walls, balconies, windows with intercuite designs, gravel drive way and beautiful gardens. This place is magnificent, she thought.

The door opened to reveal a tall man; long dark hair tied behind his neck, dark sunglasses and smartly dressed in a black suit. Pale skin! Definitely a vampire, he looks like CIA, Mare thought.

"Hi, I'm Nilsson. I take it you're the Carter's and the Redfern's?"

"Yea that's us" Jade spoke with excitement.

Nilsson smiled and held the door open fuller to allow them to pass. "Thierry has been expecting you. Come on in and make yourself at home, I'll send some one to get your bags and take them to your rooms."

"Thank you" they smiled in gratitude.

"No problem" he spoke smiling. His eyes lingered on Rowan a moment before returning his attention to the group. Looking at their rumpled and creased clothes from travelling so long, he spoke slowly "I take it you will all want to rest and freshen up after the long journey" When they all nodded, he took them to their rooms. Jade and Mark decided to share together and Mare was given the room right next to Ash's, which was directly opposite Rowan's and Kestrel's.

Mare shut the door behind her and gasped. The room was breathtakingly beautiful. The walls were painted a soft lilac with small silver designs. The ceiling was covered in silver drapes, the same drapes that framed the large balcony window. There was a dresser with a large mirror, a walk in wardrobe, a desk and some draws. Next to the wardrobe was a large four- poster-bed covered in silk sheets and surrounded with heavy white and lilac drapes.

There was an adjoined bathroom to her room. It was decorated in pale pastel colours and well lit. The floor was made of white marble and so was the bench tops. There was a large bath and shower and the shelves were stocked with both bath oils and shower gels.

"I could get used to living here" She whispered happily.

After unpacking her belongings Mare took a relaxing bath to soothe her stiff muscles.

Forty-five minutes later Mary-Lynnette stood gazing into the large mirror. She was dressed in her new white dress that clung to her curves and hung to her knees. The white cloth was patterned with little star clusters around the hem. She didn't wear any make-up for the simple fact that she didn't need to. Her soft brown hair hung loosely around her shoulders and she wore the necklace that Ash has given her before he left. It was a single gold chain with a heart pendant. On the front of the heart, a simple word was engraved, Soulmates.

Her heart fluttered as she remembered the love in his ever-changing eyes, the softness of his full lips, and the way his body pressed against hers in a passionate embrace.

Smiling happily Mary-Lynnette left her room and went to meet the others in the Den. As she entered all the heads turned towards her

"So you're the one who tamed Ash Redfern . . ."



Ash fought hard with a smile on his lips. His ever-changing eyes turned to black, which showed that he was angry and concentrating. Staking one vampire, he dodged the other two as they completed a joint attack. Moving to his right he swung the bokken with all his vampire strength, the blade of the bokken cut straight through the other vampires neck, sending his head flying as the body collapsed. Damn that's sharp, he thought and shrugged.

"Two down one to go" he spoke in glee.

Quinn fought with the other two vampires. He was vaguely aware of the other two shifters jumping through a window and escaping. Using the remainder of the bullets he pumped 3 rounds in one of the vampires and watched as he collapsed to the floor slowly mummifying. God I'm a good, he thought smirking. Throwing the gun to the floor he spoke to the last vampire "Looks like it's just you and me, kid" he knew his stare was unnerving and his smile cruel. He watched the colour drain from his face as he glanced at the bodies lying around him. The vampire shook his head and held up his hands in surrender. Damn, Quinn thought, he's no fun! Glancing at Ash he watched as the blonde Redfern finish the fight by shoving the bokken in to the advancing vampires heart.

Ash watched in disgust as the body mummified in front of him. Kicking the now leathery sack of bones to the ground, he stepped over the carcasses and made his way over to Quinn.

Quinn looked amused and Ash looked down at himself. Damn! He thought, he was covered in blood, frowning he spoke to Quinn "Its not all my blood"

Quinn glanced at his arm and smirked.

Ash looked down at his right arm and frowned, there was a nice deep knife wound running from his shoulder to his elbow. Funny I hadn't noticed that, he thought bitterly.

"That was a lucky shot! It doesn't count . . . anyway I don't see why your looking so smug, your prisoner running out the door"

Quinn snapped his attention to the door to see the dark hared vampire escape. "Damn!" he muttered.

"Yea damn . . ." Ash laughed but soon broke off at the sound of a gun being fired. Quinn cried out in pain and clutched his shoulder. There was a group of 6 or 7 night worlders standing at the other exit with the two shifters who had previously escaped. They were all heavily armed with weapons.

Lets get the Hell out of here . . .

My thoughts exactly . . .

They both turned and darted out the door, another bullet was fired and Ash felt a sharp pain in his back and watched in horror as the bullet passed through his chest and hit a wall. "Oh shit!!!" He was vaguely aware of strong arms supporting him as he pitched forward. Quinn dragged, almost carrying him to the car, pushing Ash into the back seats Quinn hurriedly got behind the wheel and speeded away, leaving a dust trail in the air.

Ash was vaguely aware of Quinn hitting his hand off the steering wheel and muttering under his breath. He vaguely made out the words, This wasn't supposed to happen . . . before slipping in to unconsciousness.