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She sat at the lace draped vanity. Her hair was swept up into an elegant up-do with several ringlets hanging loose. She looked good she had to admit it. The dress looked superb on her clinging to every curve but still making her look slim. Now she really wanted to meet Alexander again. Sitting on the edge of the bed she slipped on a pair of cream dance shoes with a gold heel. Finally she stood up and looked at herself in the full length mirror.

Lookin good Joss, she said to herself.

She pulled on a long black cloak and made her way down to the entrance hall. Her shoes clicked lightly on the marble floor. As she reached the top of the grand staircase she saw the entire League standing at the bottom.

Bugger, I'm late.

'Hey, look.' Said Sawyer.

They all turned to look at her as she descended. Her face felt hot enough to boil an egg. She tried with all her might to remember Mina's instructions about walking with your head up, with confidence etc. All she had to do was put this into practice. Finally she reached the bottom of the stairs and curtsied low to the League. They in turn bowed or in Mina's case curtsied.

'Let's get this show on the road.' She giggled.

Sawyer and Jekyll offered her their arms, she smiled at took both. They followed Dorian and Mina out of the front doors. However, half way over the threshold. She stopped and turned her head and looked at Allan and Skinner who were still standing at the foot of the stairs.

'Are you coming?' she asked.

'No I'm afraid not. I am too old for such things and Skinner might draw too much unwelcome attention. Don't worry, we won't bit each others heads off' He laughed.

'I am not afraid of that; I don't suppose he would taste that nice.' She laughed and followed her 'parents' out.

They all seated themselves in a large carriage and set off for the club. They sat mostly in silence, Jocelyn going over dance steps in her head.

'Nervous?' Mina leaned forward and placed her hand on Jocelyn's knee.

'A little.'

Finally they reached another large marble building; the 'club'. There were several carriages loitering outside. Theirs drew to a halt and Sawyer jumped out so he could offer her his hand. He gently let her down from the carriage. As her feet alighted on the ground he drew her hand up to his mouth. He planted a soft but meaningful kiss.

'Uncle Tom.'

She giggled and swatted him on the arm. They were acutly aware of people watching and the fact that everyone else had decended from the carriage.

'Shall we enter?' asked Dorian.

'After you, father.'

Arm in arm with Sawyer she followed them into the large hall. Upon entering the hostess handed Mina and Jocelyn dance cards and Dorian took their cloaks. Sawyer grabbed hers and signed his name for The Grande March, 2nd Waltz, and the Virginia Reel; Henry signed himself for the 1st Waltz and Dorian for the Spanish Waltz. They left a few empty should the need arise. Her eyes scanned the hall and finally settled on Alexander. He flashed her a look saying, hello and turned back to his conversation. Suddenly a voice stirred her.

'When you have finished shall we dance?' Sawyer extended his hand.

They began to dance the Grand March along with Mina and Dorian. She noticed a lot of girls looking at her but ignored them all the same. When the Grand March had finished Henry came up an engaged her in a Waltz. The music was soft and soothing. After Henry there was Edward Lagan, Andrew Trench, Sawyer and Mathew Blackmon. They were all charming though rather old indeed one of them was at least forty. Then the moment she had been waiting for all night came straight after the intermission Alexander approached her. Before Jocelyn had notice he had put his name down for the Quadrille and the last Waltz. He bowed low to her and they began to dance. Luckily the dance was such that they could quietly talk with getting death stares.

'You look stunning tonight.' He said.

'Thank you. You are looking particularly handsome as well.' She wasn't lying either. His dark hair looked very soft and Jocelyn had to control the urge to touch it. His black suit set off his skin perfectly.

'Your mother is particularly beautiful as well, though not as much as you.'

She smiled up at him, 'Thank you, I shall tell her.'

They danced in silence for the rest of dance. When it finished he escorted her over to Dorian and left before he could say a word. Dorian led her back onto the dance floor and began the Spanish Waltz.

'Who was that man?'

'That was Alexander father.'

He dipped her low.

'Last name?'

'Well I don't know,' he rolled his eyes, 'but I will find out in the last Waltz.'

'Good.' He purred.

They carried on dancing, her skirts swirling out. At the end he bowed and handed her over to Sawyer. The Virginia Reel was a very lively dance and Jocelyn was laughing at every comment he made about the other dancers. His looks and accent and her beauty and dress were attracting glances. Finally their dance finished and he handed her over to Alexander.

'Thank you, Uncle Tom.'

Alexander swept her away into the throng of people. The powerful music surged through her. Their bodies were one as the swept across the floor. Near the end she spoke.

'Could you take me outside it is too hot in here?'

'Yes,' he replied, 'Of course.'

He put her arm in his and led her out into the gardens. The sun had just set give the far west horizon an errie red glow. They walked across that courtyard and under an arch grown over with roses. He led her to a stone bench and they sat.

'I sorry but I forgot your last name from our previous meeting.'

'Don't worry about it. My last name is Moriarty.' He answered with a smile.

'Thank you, my family asked me your name and I just couldn't remember.' She gave a shy laugh.

Suddenly he leaned forward and kissed her cheek. Then he slowly move back.

'Of all the women in that hall,' he pointed back to the house, 'You were the best dance and the most beautiful.'

'Well Mister Moriarty I think you just want a compliment in return.' She smiled at the indignant look on his face.

'But you do deserve it. I think you are very wonderful Alex.'

She leaned forward her eyes flicking from his eyes to his lips. Their lips met. This felt good, she thought. When they broke apart Alex stood up.

'I must go back inside, my mother will be waiting for me. I hope to meet you again soon. Shall I escort you back in?' He said.

'No thank I wish to stay here.'

With that Alex slowly made his way back to the club. Jocelyn stood up and had taken two steps when unexpectedly an arm grabbed her waist.

'Alex.' She screamed.

But her voice was cut of when a cold blade was pushed against her throat.

'Don't even think of moving.' A harsh growl came from the owner of the arm.

Instinctivly she grasped her hand around the one holding the knife. She could feel it wearing away at her skin. A trickle of blood began seeping down her neck. She heard feet pounding on the ground and from around the corner came Sawyer pistols cocked, Dorian with his sword unsheathed, Mina with her twin daggers, Jekyll with his vial in his hand and Alexander ,leading the way, holding a gun in one hand and a dagger in another.

'Don't move,' the man behind her yelled, 'or this pretty this will have her head removed.'

Jocelyn began to whimper.

'Lower them.' He yelled.

Alexander was the first to comply, followed by Jekyll. Mina sheathed her daggers and put her hand on Dorians urging him to do the same. Tom finally and reluctantly lowered the guns.

'Good good, now, watch this.'

And with that he ran his tongue along her jaw. He moaned against her skin. She could expressions and disgust mingling on her families faces. Jocelyn growled in her throat. She knew her hair had gone black and her eyes red. Alex's face was full of shock. Mustering all her strength and anger she spun round even though the blade went deeper. She moved his hand and forced the blade into his chest. His blood leaking onto her dress. His eyes rolled back into his head. He wasn't breathing anymore. Jocelyn stepped back and her breath came in shuddering gasps. The blood from her neck still running down her. She turned to face her family.

'I better go.' Said Alexander quietly and as Mina nodded he turned a walked back inside.

'I've killed a man.' Whispered Jocelyn.

Tears began to leak from her horror filed eyes. 'I am a murderer.'

Dorian covered the space between them in two strides and Jocelyn stepped into his embrace. She cried into the soft grey suit.

'I'm a murderer.' She whispered, ' a murderer.' She repeated.

Sobs racked her body.

'I'm so sorry, papa. I'm so sorry.'

A/N For anyone who wanted Joss and Dorian to come closer, here is the start of a blossoming relationship. Tell me what you think of Alexander. Now REVIEW. please?