It wasn't long before she found Spike either.
"Hey pet," he whispered, coming up behind her as she walked through
the cemetery, and putting his hands around her waist.
"Hey," she answered, turning around to face him.
"So," he questioned, drawing her in ever closer, "Why'd you come
looking for me?"
"I needed to ask you something," she murmured, she could barely move
her lips because she was so close to him now.
"What was that?" He asked.
"Well," she started, but without finishing her sentence, she quickly
threw him aside, and caught an arrow that had been shot at his back. Three
men walked out from behind the trees, quickly followed by Mr. Travers, and
his other council officials.
"Still having fun with vampires?" Questioned Mr. Travers.
"I am," answered Nina, smirking. "And you?"
"Well," said a lady from behind him, "We prefer killing, not making
out with them, as should you."
"I'm so sorry, but I was never one to follow the crowd," explained
Nina.
"We noticed," said Mr. Travers. "But we did not come to ridicule you
about your choice in men."
"Oh no," cut in Nina, "You just came to kill them."
Mr. Travers chuckled.
"No, we did not. We just wanted to get your attention. We knew you
would catch the arrow. We came to ask you about Faith."
"Faith?" Questioned Nina, suddenly she remembered what had happened
before, she knew where this was leading.
"We'd be willing to offer you $6 million for her capture or kill.
What do you say?"
"I say you're all sick, and there's no way I'm doing that."
"Spike?" Questioned Mr. Travers.
"No, I'm with the lady on that one," answered Spike, "I don't kill
people anymore, remember, I've got that chip in my head. And, I don't fancy
makin' it hurt for even $6 million. I can always ask Nina for money."
"Well, if you won't help us," continued Mr. Travers, "We'll just take
you, get them."
"Run," whispered Nina. She grabbed Spike's hand and quickly dragged
him away. They dashed past the graves and into the forest.
"Quick," explained Nina as they came out the other side, "My mansion
is just up the street let's go. They don't know it's there, but they'll
still hunt for us, so we'll have to lay low tonight."
"Alright," answered Spike, and they drifted quickly through the
night, to the manor.