Disclaimer: See chapter one.

The Slayer: In th next chapter the League will tell Jocelyn what they think of Alexander as his tells them about himself.

LotRseer3350: Moriarties plan will become apparent in the next chapter. Good luck with your story. Arrivederci.

Dorian knelt down on the springy grass cradling the sobbing girl to his chest. Her body was shaking so violently he thought she would explode. He heard his lover tell their two remaining colleagues to fetch the carriage. Jocelyn didn't let go, her grip was surprising for her size.

'Murderer, I'm a murderer. So sorry. I'm so sorry. Papa, I'm so sorry. Forgive me please, please, I'm so sorry.' She sobbed.

'Ssshhh. Ssshhh. It's alright. I forgive you.' He awkwardly patted her back, 'Please show me your neck.'

Jocelyn removed her arms and sat back on the grass. She lifted her chin wincing in pain. Mina came up behind Dorian and knelt next to her. She gently pressed her fingers against the cut. Jocelyn recoiled as if she had been struck. A low growl emitted from her throat.

'Please darling don't move. I know it hurts but can you stay still so I can check the cut,' consoled Mina, 'Dorian can I have your kerchief?'

Dorian handed it to her and watched as she pressed it, stemming the blood. Tears and blood mixed on the front of her dress and upon looking down he saw the front of his suit was covered in the same mixture. He slipped the jacket off and draped it over her shoulders. Jocelyn's expression was one of pain and thanks. He smiled cautiously and turned round to face Jekyll and Tom.

'Is she all right?' asked Henry.

Tom looked between Dorian and the two females.

'I don't know.' He honestly whispered.

'Henry, I need your assistance.' Mina called over her shoulder.

Jekyll hurried over and knelt down next to the vamiperess. Dorian stood next to Sawyer a strange feeling in his stomach. He hadn't felt it in a long time He was concerned about another. He had never felt that way about Mina; she could look after herself. But this child, his daughter, was not like that. She needed protecting. He felt a hand on his shoulder.

'She will be fine.' Murmured Sawyer.

Dorian grimly nodded and moved to kneel next to Jocelyn.

'Hold her hand Dorian.'

He did so feeling her soft cold skin. Jekyll poured a few measures of a blue liquid onto his kerchief.

'This may hurt a little.' He warned.

Jocelyn bit her lip as he neared her. As the liquid soaked cotton came into contact with her skin she moaned from deep in her throat. She grasped his hand tighter, her nails digging into his flawless skin. Then Henry pushed again into the cut. This time however Jocelyn didn't scream or thrash. She passed out into Dorian's lap.

Sawyer rushed forward, 'Joss?'

Mina checked her pulse, 'She is alive but we must get her back to the manor.'

Dorian lifted her into his arms and stood up. As he did her loose hair fell away from her neck exposing the two marks.

'Good God.' Muttered Henry.

'What?' demanded Mina.

'S-sh-she has the bite marks.' He replied.

'I know. She had them when she was born.' She replied in a whisper.

They all looked slightly uncomfortable until Dorian spoke, 'How far is the carriage?'

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Quatermain sat in his grand library nursing a glass of brandy, the Strand lay open in his lap. Skinner sat opposite him a tumbler of scotch in his hand.

'I bet they're havin' a great time.' He said.

'Indeed.' Replied Allan.

'Shouldn't they be back soon.'

Just as Allan was about to reply Tom ran into the room. As he reached Quatermain he doubled over clutching his stomach catching his breath.

'It's Joss, she's hurt.'.

'Here mate.' Said Skinner handing him a glass of whisky.

'Cheers.'

Quatermain hurried off leaving the two young men. Skinner sat back into his chair.

'What happened?' he asked trying to keep his voice level.

'She was outside with this bloke an' some foul lookin' guy came up behind her and put a knife to her throat.' He paused remembering Sanderson Reed and the incident in Mongolia. 'Anyways she spun round like Mina and stabbed this bloke. Mina got me and Jekyll to get the carriage and when we came back she was in Dorian's arms bleeding so we brought her back here.'

They heard footsteps coming down the marble stairs and ran out into the hall. Allan, Jekyll and Dorian were walking slowly to meet them. Dorian looked especially pale.

'Is she okay?'

'Will she make it?' They both asked simultaneously.

Quatermain held up his hand to stop them. 'She is asleep, and is doing well.' He added seeing the look on Sawyers face.

The next morning Jocelyn opened her eyes and realised she wasn't in her room. She sat quickly and immediately regretted it. Her neck was so stiff. She raised her hand to it and felt nothing untoward. Then the memories of last night came back to her.

'Murderer.' She whispered.

She scanned the room. The walls were a caramel colour and looking around her she found she was lying on a double four poster bed. The covers and drapes were a very deep room. She lay quickly back down as the door opened. In walked Jekyll.

'Ah, you are awake.' He said.

'Where am I?'

'You are in Dorian and Mina's room.' He moved over to her.

He gently pushed her hair aside and ran his fingers along her neck.

'You are completely healed.'

'Please, don't look at my neck.' She pulled away.

'Don't worry Mina told us about the marks. I doesn't bother us.'

She smiled, 'Oh good, Why isn't there a cut on my neck?'

His smiled faltered, 'I can't answer that.'

'Well who can?' She demanded.

'Ask your parents.'

Jocelyn jumped out of the bed and notice she was no longer in the ball gown but in a loose olive coloured cotton dress. She slipped her boots on which were laying nearby.

'Where are they?'

'Everyone is in the garden.'

'Thank you.' She hugged Henry and kissed him on the cheek.

She sped out of the room and fled through the house. As she clattered down the stairs she noticed Quatermain in the library. She ran in and slid to a stop.

'Where is mother and father?' she gasped.

'Garden.' Said Quatermain pointing over his shoulder.

'Cheers, Gramps.' And she ran past.

'Gramps?' he asked thin air.

Jocelyn ran out into the bright sunlight she glanced this way and that until she heard voices carrying on the warm breeze. They came from the stream at the bottom of the garden. She hurried down the lawn weaving between the hedges. She came to an abrupt stop as she reached the group.

'Hey look who's up.' Said Sawyer.

Jocelyn smiled and stood in front of Mina and Dorian as they sat on the stone bench. She planted her feet shoulder width apart and put her hands on her hips.

'Why isn't there a mark on my neck from last night?' she demanded.

Her parents look uneasy and turned to Skinner and Tom.

'Will you two leave us please.' Said Mina.

The two men gave Dorian sympathetic looks and walked off.

'Sit down.' Mina told her.

Jocelyn knelt in front of them, her hands in her lap.

'So.' She said.

Mina sighed and began, 'Have you ever had a cold or an illness or broken anything.'

Jocelyn thought, ' Well no.'

'It is because both Dorian and I are immortals and part of our blood is in yours.'

'I'm going to live forever.' She squealed.

'No, at least we don't think so but last night you lost too much blood and we had to give you some. However, only Dorian and I could give you blood because we are the same group.'

'So you gave me blood.' Said Jocelyn a little scared at the prospect of being a vampire.

'No, I did.' Said Dorian.

'Oh,' she replied, 'Thank you.'

'That is why you don't have a scar.' Finished Mina.

'Why does the idea of living forever, scare you?' Dorian asked thinking of the way she had reacted earlier.

'Yes, it does. To sit around watch the future become the past, everyone I know dieing while I live on. That is not an existence I wish to have.'

As she finished her eyes were averted from the two immortals looking into the clear stream. It ran over the rocks as if they weren't there. They all sat in silence until they heard someone approaching.

'Miss Jocelyn?' the man calling she recognised as Salim, a man who worked in the manor.

'Yes Salim.' She said standing up.

'A man at the gate wants to see you.'

She saw her parents stiffen.

'What is his name?' she asked.

'He told me to tell you his name was Alexander.'

She looked at her parents and Dorian nodded.

'Don't keep him waiting.'

Jocelyn smiled and followed Salim. Mina rested her head on Dorian shoulder and sighed. He wrapped his arms round her slim waste.

'I worry about her Dorian.'

'As do I.' was all he replied.

Meanwhile Jocelyn had reached the gates and was hugging Alex.

'Are you all right?' he asked smoothing her hair.

'Yes I'm fine, thank you for getting my family last night.'

'It was the only thing I could do,' he paused, 'I need you to call your family together. I need to speak to them.'

In no time at all, the League was assembled in the board room.

'What is this all about?' demanded Quatermain.

'I know why Jocelyn was attacked last night,' Alexander paused, 'I know what my father, George Moriarty, wants with her.'

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