Disclaimer: see chapter one.

TARilus: Thank you for clearing that up. I havn't read Dracula in a while. Enjoy.

Saskya looked around her new room upon the Nautilus. The walls were a very dark blood red, which suited her just fine. She changed her clothes so she was wearing dark green, very tight trousers and a black corset top with black sleeves. She pulled the front two sections of her ebony hair back and tied them with a green ribbon. She sat down in her armchair striking quite a seductive pose as she could here someone coming down the hall. She guessed it was Dorian because she could hear a cane hit the floor every other step. Saskya was going to make the Harker woman pay by stealing this man she was so infatuated with. She could smell it on her. However, she could also smell that he wasn't as infatuated as her. Suddenly she decided to change her position and move to a trunk so that when he came in his would only see her back. Finally the footsteps stopped and he knocked on the door.

'Come in.' she called in a low seductive voice.

She heard the door creak open and heard him walk very quietly over to her. She spun round unsheathing her sword and heard it crash against his cane sword and found him to be less than a foot away.

'I don't often have handsome men creeping up on me.' she murmured.

He raised an elegant eyebrow, 'Really? That is quite hard to believe.'

She sheathed her sword and unbuckled it from her waist. She dropped it on the bed.

And turning back round she found that Dorian had sheathed his sword too.

'What brings you here?' she asked.

'I came to tell you that dinner is served.' He replied.

'Ah, so you didn't visit to cross swords.' Saskya said.

'No, that was a bonus.' He smirked.

'Really? Could you show me to the dining room? I am afraid I would get lost on this big ship.'

'Of course.' And he offered her his arm.

'Thank you.' She slid her arm in his and they walked to the dining room.

As they neared the room she realised that Dorian had left his cane in her room. She smiled thinking it was a brilliant excuse for him to return to her room.

'What are you smiling at?' he asked her.

'Nothing.'

He released her arm and opened the doors. Saskya was glad to notice that Mina wasn't there. She sat down in between Dorian and Allan.

'So, what makes this League extraordinary?' she asked.

'Every one of us has unique qualities.' Replied Allan.

'Like Skinner being invisible and Harker being a vampire.'

'Yes. I and Tom are hunters, Dr. Jekyll,' he indicated the auburn haired man, 'have an alter-ego called Edward Hyde.'

'Indeed.' She said.

'Nemo has an incredible mind and Dorian here is immortal.'

As she looked at him Mina walked in. This was her cue. She leaned across Dorian, being careful to touch him, to greet Tom who had only just sat down.

'Oh, I'm sorry for leaning.'

Dorian waved it aside and started on his meal. Saskya watched as the rest of the League eat. She in turn sat drinking a rich red wine. It filled her quite nicely.

Jekyll who sat opposite her said, 'Aren't you eating Miss Westenra?'

'No, I fed last night.' He suddenly looked uncomfortable.

'Can you control your feeding?' asked Nemo.

The rest stopped to look at her including Mina.

'I can go without blood for up to a month and I promise not to lose myself and attack you or any of your crew, Captain.' She smiled at him.

They all finished their meals and went to the library. Saskya sat there until 10 o'clock until she decided that she could sit any longer so she made her excuses and left for her cabin. She changed into a nightdress that skimmed just above her pale knees and had a low 'v' shaped neckline. It was made of the darkest black satin. She sat on a large armchair and waited for him to come. It was lucky really that her room was at the top of the corridor and his at the bottom. She had sat reading for about half an hour when she heard a soft knock on the door. She stood and padded over to the door opening it she came face to face not with Dorian but with Mina.

'How may I help you Wilhelmina?'

'I wish to speak with you.' Her eyes glanced at the nightdress before settling back on her face.

'Come in.' Saskya stepped aside allowing the other vampire to walk in and sit in a chair.

'So what do you wish to say?' Saskya asked.

'I wish to tell you that Jonathan didn't kill Lucy but he did kill Dracula.'

'How did he die?'

'An illness. I am sorry about how I reacted. The loss of Lucy was so hard. Who told you he had killed Lucy?'

'The brides. They lied because they knew that I didn't know the truth as I was too young.'

'If you were born a vampire shouldn't you still be young.'

'Well I don't stop aging until I've been bitten.'

'And have you?'

'Yes. All three of his brides decided to bite me so now I will forever remain twenty-one.'

Mina nodded.

'Could you please leave? It is getting late.'

Mina stood but as she reached the door Saskya spoke.

'Did you care for Dracula?'

'Yes I did.' And with that she left.

Saskya sat at her vanity and began to brush her ebony hair. She had sat there for fifteen minutes when a knock came from the door. Glancing at the clock she saw it was five minutes to eleven. She opened the door to reveal Dorian looking very handsome without his suit jacket. He raised one eyebrow at her nightdress and smirked.

'Ready for bed, Miss Westenra?'

'Indeed one needs their beauty sleep. And, please call me Saskya.' She murmured.

She turned away from him to sit in her armchair.

'So what brings you to my cabin at such a late hour?'

He closed the door and sat opposite her, his long, lean legs crossed at the ankle.

'I left my cane here from when we previously crossed swords.' He purred.

'Ah, yes let me get it for you.'

She stood and walked over to her bed, subconsciously aware that he was looking at her backside. She picked the cane up from the soft black covers and moved back to her seat. She ran one long, pale finger along the polished wood, smiling inside as she saw Dorian's reaction. They both stood and she handed over his weapon.

'You really ought not to leave this where others could find it.' She murmured.

'Indeed.' He replied, his voice low and seductive.

They paused in the doorway. Their faces a heart beat away. His eyes kept flicking to her red, full lips. As he leaned in she pulled away from the would-be kiss.

'Good night Dorian.' She purred and shut the door.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed that and please review to tell me if I should carry on.