A/N: Well these chapters have just flown by for me! I'm all giddy inside. Ok, once again I feel very weird because this is going all too fast. I'm writing ch11 and I haven't posted ch9 or ch10. This is partly because I have to find time gaps to where my brother is not on the computer, and my mom is telling me to get off. Both tell me I spend too much time on the computer, which is in fact not true since I got my dad's laptop, but I can't reach the Internet to post. Anyways, I want this chance to thank so many muses for this chapter and previous ones Adalon: You are my biggest muse and support especially when I didn't want to keep writing! Charmed: I'm calling you this till we find a more suitable nickname. Sting, Van Morrison and Gavin DeGraw because I've listened to their CD's whilst writing my fic. It's good music. Not rock, unfortunately, because I can't write with that genre of music. And my biggest muse of all my reviews. I'm not kidding some of the reviews I get make me want to write. As Adalon says: Reviews make me happy, and happy writers write fast. Anyways now that I've thanked some of my muses, here is chapter 11. Read, review, accept, and don't plagiarize unless you tell everyone where you got it.

P.S. I do realize that in the book Erika is only in her thirties, I believe. I do realize that my fic says she was turned in 1854. Didn't read the book at the time. Sorry, you'll just have to ignore that...(still wondering if you can have a P.S...)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Underworld. That belongs to Danny McBride, Kevin Grevioux, and Len Wiseman. I do in fact own anything that was not involved in the amazing process of Underworld novel, movie, comic, etc; including Victoria, Gavin, Marlem, Griffin, Gabrielle/Elle, Connor, Charli, Yvenea/Jocelyne, Sabrielle/Riea, Calvin, Craig, Bryant, Elyse and Keith, and any other character not listed and not in underworld. And the plot (especially Lucian's daughter grrr), and anything else I can't think of!

~*~ Chapter 11~*~

Charli's eyes fluttered a bit. She hoped it wasn't another black out, but she thought otherwise, since her head felt like it was going to explode like nuclear war. Her brain felt like it was throbbing against her cranium. She commanded her eyes to open, but they wouldn't. They felt like ten-pound weights. Her stomach and back hurt like hell. She suddenly felt itchy, really itchy.

She slowly moved her hand to her stomach, and felt what seemed to be like bandages all around. She groaned wanting to scratch. Suddenly a hand shot out and held her hand. She freaked out and forced her eyes to open. She saw the same guy from the cemetery.

"Don't scratch; you'll make it worse." He had a soft tone.

Charli looked very puzzled, "Sorry, but who the hell are you?"

He was taken a back, and was hurt. Charli could see that much about him.

"You don't remember who I am?" The lycan asked seriously.

"Sorry. If you haven't heard I get major head injuries, hopefully it doesn't affect my instincts." Charli smiled hoping to lighten the situation. She felt bad for not knowing the lycan.

He made a slight quick smile back. "Well, I better go, Lucian will want to know you're awake." He said nervously. He still looked hurt, even more so than before.

"Wait. Don't go. I'd like you to stay here." Charli asked. "I have a problem with being alone sometimes."

"I know." The lycan said without hesitation, and wished he had taken it back.

Charli looked a bit puzzled, "What's your name?"

"Umm, Gavin," he said a bit shy.

Charli noticed he felt uncomfortable. "So, Gavin, will you stay here? I don't really want to see Lucian right now anyways." Gavin nodded as if it were an instinct to say 'yes' to her.

She put her head down again on the pillow. She noticed she was in some kind of bland room with lots of cabinets filled with medical supplied. She also noticed behind Gavin there was someone else laying there, but she couldn't make out the person.

She looked back at Gavin, who had not taken his eyes off of her. Suddenly, something sparked in her mind. "Did I love you?" Her stomach went all freakish. How terrible would it have been if she had forgotten someone she loved? But before she got an answer her head fell, but not before looking at Gavin's half unbuttoned black collar blouse. There hanging by a single silver chain was a black pendant with a moon centered in the middle. At the bottom of the crescent moon sat a single red ruby. Her eyes fluttered again before she went back into a coma-state sleep.

Gavin looked at Charli fall back. How could he last like this? What would he say when she woke up and asked him again? Would he tell her the truth? Gavin felt so mixed up, his mind was hurting. Hopefully she would remember before he had to figure out how he was going to explain this.

***

Gavin stood by the giant orange leafed tree. His hair plastered to his head in the dark. It was a rainy night; Charlize loved rainy nights, especially rainy nights with Gavin. He had been waiting for her. She came up behind him about to clasp her wet hands on his shoulders when he spun around and grabbed her. She let out a small yell.

"Damn! I almost had you." Charlize smiled with an upset face.

"I can smell you from everywhere." Gavin said softly smiling back. He intertwined one of his hands in hers, and used the other to fetch something in his pocket. He pulled out something, but hid it behind his back. Charlize noticing this reached for his hand, but he moved it whispering, "Follow me."

She did no questions asked, but a woman's curiosity made her hand reach for it. Gavin laughed at her attempt to steal the tiny box. He was in fact taller than her, and used this to his advantage.

"Evil," she muttered keeping the smile on Gavin's face.

He led her to an abandoned park. It was near the manor, and the forest. It didn't take them long to reach it. He sat with her on a bench, and gave her the box.

Curiosity wanted her to open the box, though she was careful about the whole thing. She opened the black box slowly, itching to see what was inside. Her eyes lit up when she saw the gift inside. Charlize pulled out a small pendant about the size of a half dollar. It was black with a gold border. There was a gold crescent moon with a small red ruby sitting on the bottom of the moon.

Joyful cries filled Charlize. It was the most precious thing she had ever seen. She hugged Gavin; not letting go. He took the pendant from by the ends of a gold chain, and wrapped it around Charlize's neck and tied the clasp together.

By this time the rain had completely soaked both people, but Charlize had no thoughts of leaving Gavin's side yet. Instead she put her hands on his shoulders and kissed him. It wasn't the jewelry that made her kiss him. It was his brown eyes, and soft dark hair.

The rain splashed everywhere, and both Gavin and Charlize welcomed the beautiful weather. Charlize loved the rain. It was beautiful, peaceful, and had such grace.

A kiss in the rain was perfect. Not how she imagined her first kiss to be like. No, it was many times more than that.

***

Gavin took Charli's hand and held it tight. She had still not woken up, but he decided if she did ask him the question again he would lie to her. Though he did love her, too much to explain, and maybe on her part she loved him, at on point. Now it was different, and Gavin couldn't hold her back.

Suddenly Gavin looked at Charli. It wasn't something she was doing, or not doing, it was the way she smelled. The smell was on her skin and hair and clothes. The smell he knew all too well. Marcus.

Pure hatred grew inside Gavin like a vine. He kissed Charli's hand he was holding, and stormed out of the room. Many of the lycans stared. It had been a long time since Gavin had gotten so angry. They all wondered why. Lucian was talking to Michael when he noticed the fury inside Gavin and quickly came up next to his lycan friend.

"Don't stop me Lucian." Gavin muttered. He didn't want to be stopped.

"What the hell happened?" Lucian asked not in his usual calm voice. Since recent events made Lucian edgy he no longer had the same calm voice.

"It's Marcus. His scent is all over her," Gavin shuddered at the thought of what he might have done to Charli.

"Yes, she went to visit him." Lucian said trying to sound calm.

Gavin finally stopped his march. "You've been saying that like it was an OK thing to do!"

"It is." Lucian continued his attempt to be calm. "He has taken care of her for a long time."

"This is stupid. We would have smelt someone else, if not Marcus. Not even the bullets smell like anything but Ordoghaz." Gavin didn't have time to play stupid games. He had to find Marcus before sunrise.

Lucian didn't seem to have any need to stop the furious lycan, "Even if it was him, Gavin. What makes you think you will be able to stand a chance against an Elder?"

"Does it really matter if I win or not?"

"I don't think it wise to do so, and I'm sure neither does Charli." Lucian said lowering his voice. Some of the lycans had still been upset about the ridiculous theory that Charli was somehow Lucian's daughter.

"Charli?! Let me tell you something about your daughter. Charli doesn't remember who the hell I am! Not the slightest clue. She even asked me," Gavin lowered his voice to a whisper, "She asked me if she had love me." Gavin didn't wait for Lucian to answer. He stormed out of the home slamming the door behind him.

~*~

Marcus walked quietly along side Erika. Just to be in her presence he was happy. They didn't even need to talk.

"Nobody told me you were the quiet type." Erika glanced at Marcus.

He smiled, "I am, in some of the time." Glad it was her that sparked a conversation, "So how old are you?"

Erika looked away. Marcus though he had offended her, but she answered before he could say anything else, "I've been a vampyre for a hundred and fifty years. I was in my thirties when I was turned."

By the Ancestor's blood, she was young. This was much younger than Marcus had expected him to fall in love. But had he fallen in love, or was that just his vampyric self, wanting a younger vampyre?

"What about you?" Erika asked back. She knew she could get embarrassed about her young age, but what about his old age?

"Too old," Marcus sighed. "Thousands of years, but who's counting?" The thing about being an Elder is you had to adapt to the environment quickly. He believed that he had done this the fastest out of the other two.

Erika led him through the streets, but mostly they stayed in ally ways. She wondered how come there were no more homeless men and women out on the curbs and such. The cardboard boxes, and trash had been all cleared. They took an alleyway heading closer to the city where Erika hoped they would find come trace of lycans. As they made their way through the cobblestone, sprinkles of rain started to fall.

"Damn," Erika hissed.

Marcus looked at the vampyre and smiled. At least she wasn't afraid to speak her mind, and the entire English language. "Is it illegal to hunt for lycans while it rains?" He mocked.

Erika rolled her eyes at the Elder. He was much different from Viktor, and she hadn't really known Amelia. Marcus seemed to take life much lighter than stubborn-ass Viktor. No lycan wanted to cross Viktor's path. He made the kill quick, and painful.

She started to turn around when something threw her across the street. Her head slammed against a brick wall. At first her head started to hum, and she saw stars.

~*~

Charli's feet slapped against the wet cement. Less than five minutes ago, she had woken up screaming Gavin's name. All the memories came back to her. Or at least she hoped they were all the memories. Lucian told her where he went. She knew he went off to death. How stupid had she been to ask him such a silly question. It had been obvious the way he acted. Now jumping from street to street her feet scratched on the hard cobblestone.

She just hoped she could reach him before Marcus beat the shit out of him. She knew Marcus would beat the shit out of him. His scent was still strong, which made her more hopeful by the footfall.

It was definitely weird, remembering Gavin. Not only had the memories come back, but also the hurtful and loving emotions. Her pendant had triggered the memories. After he had hurt her, she searched everywhere for a lycan den. When she finally found one that was in the sewers she left the pendant in an envelope marked 'Gavin', hoping he would get the awful message. She didn't want to have anything to do with him, yet all she wanted to do was be with him.

If what Lucian said was true, that Gavin had been looking for her since their parting, then she wouldn't be able to bear saying good-bye to him again.

At this thought she ran like hell to reach him in time.

~*~

Erika quickly got up from the blow. She didn't want to be that girly girl anymore. Thanking Elders she didn't wear high heels she spun around to see who the hell knocked her.

A young lycan with attractive dark hair and matching eyes stood at the opposite side of the street. Marcus was too quick for her and with unnatural speed, Marcus reached for the lycans throat. He pushed the lycan against the wall raising his bare feet close to a foot above ground. The lycans dark blue jeans were soaked as well as his button up black collar shirt. The lycan seemed to not care about the fact that he looked like a Darth Vader victim. The young one smiled showing blazing white teeth. His fangs elongated. His fingers growing into razor sharp claws. His eyes turned into a florescent blue.

Marcus slightly changed as well. His eyes turned pitch black, and his bright slick smile showed a pair of jagged fangs coming from his mouth. The lycan didn't seem to care if Marcus was a hybrid or not. He sent an uppercut to Marcus's chin making the Elder fall back a few feet.

Erika tried to run to Marcus, but the lycan held a hand up, showing her it was not her fight. She seemed to understand, and stayed away from the battle that was about to occur.

Marcus got up with his hybrid speed, and faced his opponent.

"What the hell is this for? No lycan would face an Elder alone, and expect to come out alive."

"Who said I expected to come out alive?" The lycan asked.

This was one deranged lycan. Crazy and stupid. All these thoughts ran through Marcus's head. The lycan moved swiftly to Marcus punching his abdomen, and using the blow to scratch the hybrid's chest.

Marcus became angered even more. He let the full change occur. Turning himself into a blackish blue devil, he raced at the young lycan. His incision seemed to make little difference in his elegant actions. The lycan seemed to follow in suite. His brownish black fur grew as he became taller than Marcus. He seemed to pull of his shirt before it was shredded into pieces.

Marcus took this chance to make a move. He sped towards his opponent knocking him sideways. Marcus used his forearm to push against the lycans throat, choking him. The lycan tried to scramble away. Instead he decided to use his foot long feet and kick the bloody hybrid off of him.

Marcus got up once again and was tired of playing around. With his unnatural hybrid speed he landed half a dozen half a foot length scratches. The lycan backed down, but when Marcus went in for the kill he jumped up and clawed Marcus like a rabid animal. Marcus pulled away, but not before knocking the lycan across the street. A good seven yards away. The lycan didn't stir, but just incase it wasn't another kid trick; Marcus used his speed to check the lycan against the brick making a dent on the wall. A few of the loose bricks fell on Gavin. Marcus brought him back to his Darth Vader position slowly chocking the life out of him.

Feet slapped against the almost flooded cobblestone. It had started raining hard again. "NO!" A loud shout was hurled at Marcus along with a body. Marcus blinded by his own anger threw the body against the brick wall. It was Charli.

He didn't change back, but instead went to the almost dead lycan. He loved Charli, but that couldn't get in the way of killing lycans like he had done for so many centuries. Amazingly the lycan had already recovered, and was ready for more. The lycan seemed more pissed off than usual.

Charli was on her knees, her palm was bloody, but she had a job to do. Her throat burned and she coughed like hell. Blood spurted out from her cough. "Fuck."

The lycan swerved around from the coughing and saw a large amount of blood being coughed up. He saw Charli's face. What in hell? He forgot about the damn fight and ran to her. Changing back to his normal body, and knelt down holding her.

Charli looked up into Gavin's eyes. "Don't do this Gavin. He'll kill you."

"Why shouldn't I? Because you say so?" He asked a bit annoyed.

She leaned in and kissed him. "Because I remember."

His eyes changed their iridescent blue to a chestnut brown. "Charli," he muttered; wiping blood off of her mouth, but didn't bother to wipe Charli's blood off of his. Marcus quickly came to them. Gavin growled low as Charli put a hand on his bare chest.

Charli tried to quiet Gavin. He didn't know that Marcus was Charli's friend.

Gavin knew that getting Marcus away from a wounded Charli wasn't going to be easy. He partially wished he hadn't come out here with such stupidity.

Marcus knelt beside Charli gently lifting her head, and checking her eyes. He snarled, "What the hell happened to you?"

"You mean you didn't do this?" Gavin asked very confused. His growls were exchanged with a sudden silence.

"No way in hell I would." Marcus glared at Gavin. Erika came up to them in wonder.

"Quit it, both of you." They both shut up instantly. Charli coughed some more. Blood surged out. Gavin wiped her mouth again, "Why did you leave the den?"

She couldn't answer him. Her throat was too sore. She got up holding Gavin's hand. She motioned him towards the direction of the den. Marcus offered to help, but she gave him a warning glare and pointed in the other direction.

He gave her a warning glare, but obediently left, Erika following close behind.

Gavin helped her to the den. He slowed her down when her breathing became rapid intakes. Gavin forced Charli to take a stop at a street end bench.

"How did you remember?" He softly asked the question that had been bugging him for about an hour.

Charli smiled gently reaching for Gavin's pendant. He looked down and shared her smile. His hand reached for hers holding the pendant.

Her hand moved away. Her lips formed words telling him, "How could I not?"

His hand held hers once again laughing. "I love you." He lightly pressed his lips against hers, when all of the sudden she started coughing again. Luckily, she wasn't coughing any more blood, but Gavin knew that they had to get to the den quick.

~*~

Marcus sighed, hands running through his midnight black hair. They had made it back to the manor OK, but Marcus still had an uncomfortable feeling inside. How could he have not seen who it was? He knew that he wasn't the cause of her coughing up blood. No, she had bandages around her stomach; he saw that.

There was a quiet knock on the door. Marcus wanted to get it, but he didn't want to move. He didn't have to decide anyways because the unknown stranger invited themselves in. It was still early, and most of the vampires were downstairs drinking, and making conversation. He glanced up as the stranger who knocked entered the room.

Erika slowly, with graceful steps, shut the door and walked over to Marcus. She sat next to Marcus on a king sized bed, and handed him a cup of warm blood.

Marcus preferred getting the blood himself; fresh blood. He took the glass anyways, and nodded in thanks. He enjoyed the hunt, the chase, and the kill. That's what drove him on tonight. He missed all of it.

"What is the matter, Marcus?" Erika asked thoughtfully.

"Nothing," Marcus didn't really want to explain himself to a servant, even if she was the prettiest servant.

"It's never nothing. I've learned that from experience." She said quietly making Marcus wonder what experiences could that have been? Erika didn't wait for him to deny her again, "Why did you stop fighting when you saw that girl?"

"Charli is a close friend," Marcus prepared himself for the worse. He knew the day would come when he would tell his secret. He didn't think it would be with a servant, and two dead Elders.

"A lycan?" She asked.

"No, a hybrid, and yes, we are close friends."

Erika seemed to pull back. Great. Just what he needed; someone he was finally getting close to, and she freaks on him.

But she didn't leave.

"Who is she?" Erika asked taking Marcus by surprise, "And tell me the truth; not some horseshit you concocted."

Marcus wanted to smile if the situation wasn't so serious, "Charli is Lucian's daughter."

A slight gasp came from Erika. She had heard about Lucian and his evil doings. "How could you be friends with his daughter?"

"When I first met her I had no idea. She was assigned to me as a servant. Only looked the age of seven, maybe eight," Marcus smiled at the memories of the little girl. "Of course I never really needed a servant. I don't like them, or the idea of it, but Charli, or Charlize back then, grew on me," he paused for a moment, "I started to get to know her, and she got to know me. It wasn't planned that I told her things; they kind of just came out. Then I found out that she was Lucian and Sonja's daughter."

"Sonja?" Erika asked baffled.

Marcus realizing that no one truly knew what started the war. Even many of the older vampyres had not a clue. He decided it was time for the truth to come out. The truth about what had started this war.

~*~

Michael knelt next the bed. He was able to at least move Selene into their room. Every so often she would move uncomfortably as if she was having a horrid nightmare. Michael wanted to wake her up, but knew this was not some silly nightmare; it was real. He just didn't want to watch someone he loved die again. He would be able to bear it.

His hand was closed tightly around hers. Cold sweat fell down her porcelain face. He already had a towel dipped in a glass bowl. Though her sweat may have been cold, her skin was warm. Not just a bit, but also enough to make Michael take off his jacket, warm. Timothy had come up to check on them only once, but came with no news. It seemed to be a new disease that had infected her vampyric virus. Obviously it could work with any of the species looking at Charli's case. Because of that he had warned Michael to keep a distance from his mate because they weren't sure if this disease could be contagious. Michael didn't care. He'd much rather it be he than her. He always thought that, ever since she died.

He hoped Charli was doing better than Selene, honestly, as well as Gavin. He didn't seem to keen on just getting a drink when he left the den a few hours ago.

~*~

Elyse dug into her book another inch before realizing someone was watching her. Startled she put the book down not bothering to dog-ear the page. She could memorize it.

Bryant stepped closer inside the room from the shadow in the doorway.

"God, Bryant. You scared the shit out of me."

His eyebrow cocked north. "That's the second time I've heard you curse. Is this still Elyse? The same Elyse that loves books, cinnamon flavored gum, and walks along old city streets?" Bryant showed a smile. Elyse smiled back, amused at his attempt to seduce her.

"Very funny." Elyse inched her way closer to the man in a suit. "Not in proper work attire are we Bryant?"

"Actually," thinking of something witty to say, "No."

He put his hands on her waist and pressed his lips against hers. She welcomed the tempting offer by kissing him back. Her office may have been small for size, but at least no one came by knocking on her door.

Usually.

"Gawd almighty, will the love fest please break up?" A plump man walked into the room with a gray suit and cheesy yellow tie. He was going bald, and in the mean time he had a receding hairline. Very annoying, yet in charge.

Daved Smith.

The two broke up as quick as the kiss had started.

"I don't care what the hell is going on between you two," Daved rolled his eyes, "But I want you out!" Daved Smith roared at Bryant. He nodded, knowing that he was only in command in the field.

As Bryant left he gave Elyse a quick smile and shut the door mocking Daved Smith behind his back.

"We have someone very interesting that has come up here today looking for you while you were in the sewers." He liked to remind Elyse she got the worse part of every deal. She thought otherwise. Sewer water was just a small part about her job as the scientist and doctor of this stupid American trip. The real reason why she was here was to prove that there was more to the bible then what was written. There were vampyres and werewolves or lycans was how Kraven put it.

At this Elyse gaze looked up into his gray eyes matching the ugly gray suit. "Who, or what?"

Daved Smith flipped his phone and told the stranger on the other line, "You can bring them in now."

Them? Curiosity drew all of Elyse's attention to the door. In walked two girls. One had brilliant wavy blonde hair, and the other had straight black hair that was in two braids each falling on a shoulder.

The blonde shrieked and hugged Elyse who, in a bit of surprise, hugged her back.

"Elmo! What in blazes are you doing here?" Elyse asked, extremely excited.

"Elmo? Like that red furry thing in that kids TV show?" Daved smith asked, perplexed.

"Oh right. Mr. Smith this is my sister Corrine. We all call her Elmo, long story. Elmo, this is Daved Smith, my boss." Elyse seemed to pause on boss. They shook hands quickly.

"And who's this? Barney," sarcastically he remarked.

"I'm JJ." The girl who had black braided hair didn't smile when looking at Mr. Smith. "Stands for Jennifer Jacklyn."

She had dark eyes, but was happy to see Elyse as well, because she had a huge smile while hugging her.

"JJ is Corrine's roommate at Oxford University. They're both sophomores."

"Looks like they'll let anyone in at Oxford now." Daved Smith said with much annoyance.

Elyse gave him a sour glare. "She worked her ass off to get into that school."

Corrine and Elyse both had the same happy excited face.

Daved Smith just rolled his eyes. An American thing to do and muttered, "All you Corvin's are alike."