Rhiannon woke up later that afternoon. She slipped into some comfortable clothes and grabbed her phone. She had to see if Megan was alright. She dialed Megan's number. There was no answer.

"Shit!" Rhiannon said out loud slamming down the phone.

Meanwhile back at Deacon's penthouse.....

Deacon sat on one of the black leather couches that overlooked the pool of floating rubber ducks. He lit a cigarette as he listened to Quinn, the long pig tailed vampire, ramble on.

"Deac man, I was just about to grab her then that bastard Blade showed up out of nowhere. That muther fucker sure knows how to ruin a good party." Quinn finished laughing. Quinn was Deacon's right hand man. He admired Deacon and would do anything to prove himself to him.

"Do you find it funny, Quinn?" Deacon said pissed as he got up form the couch. He made his way towards Quinn.

"All I asked was for you to get me that one girl and you end up burnt like a piece of fucking toast playing games with Blade!" Deacon stated with a hard tone.

"Deac, calm down." Quinn could see that Deacon was pissed. "I don't see what's so special about that girl anyways....."

"I don't care if you think she's fuckin special or not." Deacon said interrupting Quinn. "I want her and that's the only thing that should matter. Don't worry about Blade, I can handle him myself." He said as he flicked his cigarette into the pool.

"Shit man, just relax. I'll get the girl and you'll have her in no time." Quinn replied nervously sensing Deacon's agitation.

Deacon turned away from Quinn and motioned to one of his guards.

"No Quinn. You had your chance. I see I can't rely on you anymore." Deacon said as the guard approached him.

"Yes sir?" The guard asked.

"Send in Krieger. I have an errand for him."

Back at Rhiannon's apartment.......

Rhiannon had left numerous messages on Megan's answering machine. "Damn I hope she made it outta there alright." Rhiannon thought to herself. She tried to recap all of the chaos that had occurred last night. She thought about Deacon. He said he owned the club so that means he's one of......No can't be! The thought of vampires actually existing left her puzzled. She thought vampires were just things people played in the movies. And who was that man who brought her out of the club? Rhiannon's thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Megan?" Rhiannon said out loud as she raced to the door. She opened the door to find not Megan but a cop standing in the hallway.

"Can I help you officer?" She asked the cop politely.

"Yes. You are Ms. Rhiannon Stone correct?" The cop replied.

"Yes that's correct." She said with a puzzled look. "Please come in officer."

"Well Ms. Stone, I'm officer Krieger. I'm here to ask you a few questions about a girl named Megan Dupree. Do you know her?" Krieger asked playing with a snow globe on the table beside him.

"Megan! Is she alright?" She asked in a concerned tone. She thought whether or not to tell the cop about incident at the club. Would he believe her if she told him about the vampires? She decided not to say anything.

"Oh, so you do know her then." He stated looking around the apartment.

"Well of course, she's my best friend. Officer Krieger, what exactly is this about?" she asked with a puzzled look still on her face.

"Megan Dupree has been reported missing. And according to witnesses she was last seen with you. I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to come downtown with me for more questioning." Krieger replied pulling out a pair of handcuffs.

"That's ridiculous! You think I did something with Megan?" Rhiannon yelled as he put the handcuffs on her.

Krieger led her to the backseat of the police car, slammed the door and drove away.