Well, if you got this far: congratulations!! Cause you certainly got farther than some others! Thank you to my loyal readers and thanks a bunch to my friends at school that helped me get this far and kept me typing and still typing (you know who you are)! Well… now to the story!
When we all awoke we grabbed the bags that we had carried the first time and we started to walk to the next place that we would stay. There would be a short walk once again. We walked about a mile when I noticed that the moon was less than a quarter full and the last time I had seen it, it had been shrinking. I could tell that we were going to either have a short or extended stay at the next place. When I could finally see it I was hoping that it was the latter.
The place was a normal house and had shutters and real crystal clear stained glass windows. Whoever owned the place was very rich, that was apparent. There was no question to the point that there was a long history to the place or the owner that connected this place to Dru, you could just see it in her eyes.
She looked lost, staring at the place. There were no lights on so that could not have been the trance. To this day I still do not know why she stared at the door and the door only to this house. The story behind it, though, I will never forget.
"What is Dru's problem with the door? She seems in a trance starring at it," I stated to Spike, knowing that him and Dru had a strong bond.
"This was where she used to live. Dru's parents used to always hold parties here and she would always be the center of attention. One night Angel here was on a raid and came to a party here and he killed everyone but her. She was special from the start, he could tell. She was always searching for something in her mind and I don't know how Angel could tell. He sired her right then and there and she wanted it. Dru felt that maybe her questions could all be answered in her visions as an immortal instead of as a human. Some have become clearer and every day they make better progress. She is always this way when we get near here and I still don't know why," he explained in such little detail that it made more sense than I thought possible.
"This is so weird," I said to my self as we reached the door.
When Dru opened that door I gasped at the site. Never had I seen a more impressive house. The place was great from top to bottom and it was marvelous.
"Welcome to our new temporary home, again, for some of us at least," she said eyeing me in a friendly way.
"Home sweet home, thanks a lot Dru," said Spike.
"Yeah this is always the bet get away spot," said Angel.
"This is wonderful and amazing!" I exclaimed.
"Make yourselves at home! If you all are wondering the boy's room is up the stairs and to the left, the first door on your right as you should know," then Dru paused, "And as for us Aubrea we have the room up the stairs and to the right, the first door on your left. There will be no swapping but if you would prefer a room of your own there are plenty and, if you would be so kind as to tell me if you are switching rooms so that I can make sure that you have the amount of privacy that you desire," finished Dru.
The house was amazing. There were stained glass windows and normal windows but they were so dusty little light was aloud through. There was every kind of furniture imaginable in those times. 'There is no way that this is Dru's house' I thought to my self.
I went up to the room that we were to sleep in and on the door it read 'Drusilla'. Thinking nothing of what could have been beyond that door I opened it. The room was painted completely black. There was no other color on the walls or ceiling. There were two beds and both had red roses on top of black for the sheet design. To a vampire this room was like a dream room and it was apparent that she thought the same. 'The gang must have stayed here before' I thought, seeing as how all the rooms seemed to be the same black color though the covers to the beds did vary.
We found everything as inviting as could be. The best part of it all was, as I was soon told, was that this house was our home until the next full moon was past. Judging by how the moon was looking that would be a while and that would mean lots of exploring around the neighborhood.
The next night there was almost no moonlight since the moon was almost gone and the point that the clouds were heavy blankets. This was the perfect vampire weather.
Spike led the way down the street with Dru at his side and I followed him while Angel was beside me. We first went to a house that was only a short walk away from Dru's house. We saw a family was asleep. Though I could tell that Spike and Dru both wanted to attack, and so did I, we kept going.
"Why didn't we feed there? I am hungry and there was plenty to go around," I pointed out to Angel.
"There is a long story behind it. I shall tell you it when we have the time," he answered.
"We have the time now, why are you being so protective of this story?" I added.
"Well, a while back I was hungry and decided to have a snack, one of the local girls. As you can imagine her parents were not happy and they decided to curse me. The curse was to restore my soul. This was tragic to me, as you could imagine. The only way to break this curse was to allow me to have even one moment of pure happiness and then I would have a soul no more. The soul has caused any good person that I have ever killed to haunt me often. This is why I don't kill innocents and so I don't feel terrible Dru and Spike do the same. We now feed on pigs' blood and other types of bloods that are of already dead animals. I'm sorry if that does not please you," he explained.
"No," I interrupted, "I understand. I am sorry I made you speak of this."
"It was fine, I know that you didn't know and that it helped that I explain this now instead of tomorrow night," he said.
"What's tomorrow night?"
"That's when we really go somewhere. Tonight we're just helping our selves remember this place better."
"Oh," I said and we left it at that.
The next day around noon I was awoken by a sound coming from the guys' bedroom. I went to investigate. Seeing that Dru was a heavy sleeper and that, as I passed a door that was ajar, Spike had changed rooms; I knew that I would be there alone.
When I got to the room where Angel was asleep I saw that he was restless in his dreams.
I carefully approached the bed and knelt beside it. He was asleep and he was sweating terribly. I was worried that he was sick or had been poisoned so I tried to get him to wake up.
Finally I got him to at least mumble, but he was still asleep.
"No, no, I didn't mean to. No, stop, no, please forgive me!" he mumbled out the words as if he were petrified. Remembering what he had told me about his soul I started to stroke his head and tried to calm him down. When that didn't work I ran to the bathroom and got a wet cloth and some water in a small bowl and returned to his side.
I started to stroke his head with the cloth and I tried to get him to feel better. When I finally got him to at least stop tossing and turning I started to try to talk to him.
"There you go," I started, event though I got no response I kept going, "There that's better." Then he started to calm form his tensed position and I started to feel better too. "That's it then. You're alright and you know that. You just calm down and I promise that no one will hurt you." He kept calming down so I kept talking and keeping his forehead cool and damp.
There was a long wait until anyone else would wake up so I hoped that maybe Angel would wake up on his own. Luckily he did.
When he woke up he was confused about why I was there. He looked at me with a strange expression and then he looked around as if to see if anyone else was there.
"Don't worry. You were having a terrible dream and I heard you and came in. I was the only one to wake up as far as I know," I reassured him.
"I don't want to trouble you like this," he told me.
"Trouble me? If I let you go on like that the only trouble would be getting some sleep. I had to do something. Don't get me wrong, I didn't mind helping you out but really," I exasperated. We both laughed when I was done and when his jaw had dropped.
"I'm sorry that I was that loud then," he said, more in a joking manner.
"It was nothing to me this time, but don't expect me to do this again." With that I left the room and went back to my own.
The next night we went to this place down the street. First thing they saw Angel and Spike come through the door, though, everyone cleared out.
"Now what was that for?" asked Angel.
"Do you think we were a little too hard on them last time mate?" responded Spike.
"I didn't think so. Then again, they might not think that what we thought was fun was fun," Angel answered.
"Hmm, oh well, we can always fend for ourselves," said Spike.
That was the last real big bash that night. The rest of the night was all about drinking blood and talking to each other.
The nights and days dragged on and on after a while, but then there was the night before the next full moon.
We all awoke with a start and we were very aware of what the next night would bring.
"This time, someone else gets to break up the werewolves when they fight," said Spike. It was not hard to remember what had happened last time. For the last time was the time that he had sired me.
"Fine I will," volunteered Angel.
That was the last that was said for a while. We were all busy with our chores of getting the basement ready for the werewolves that followed the gang and would willingly give up their full moon nights to know that they weren't harming anyone.
My chore was to prepare food and the rooms that they would be able to stay in during the day, along with Dru, who took care of most of the room work because I was the better cook.
We all were working until sunrise and then we went to the bedrooms and went to sleep without much of anything said.
We all awoke to the sound of the door bell ringing.
"Just a minute," yelled Dru as she hurried down the stairs with Angel.
When they reached the door Dru greeted them and Angel got them ready to go downstairs and get locked up for the long night ahead.
While Dru and Angel got the werewolves ready Spike and I decided to stay upstairs since the last time a full moon was out the two of us were in terrible situations with werewolves. As we got ready for the night ahead by getting out the steaks and the water bowls and started to fill the bowls with water we heard Angel and Dru heading back up the stairs.
"Would you hurry up, some of them have already transformed and as we speak some are starting!" yelled Angel.
"Sorry but we're doing the best we can Angelus," responded Spike with a wink at me. Spike the whole time so far had just been making jokes and mocking Angel while I sat back and tried to start to work.
"Well start bringing everything you have ready down there. I have to keep them from ripping each others throats out." With that Angel turned and ran down the stairs missing the last five and tumbling down those instead. "I'm O.K.," we heard him yell up the stairs.
"Like we were worried!" yelled Spike.
So, then Spike and I picked up the pace and we got all the stuff down stairs as quick as possible.
When I was the one to take the food down all I could see at first were figures, but as I moved on I saw the real figures that were hidden in the shadows. They were all as hideous as the one that Angel had saved me from. I was looking around for where Angel was when I saw that he was fighting one of the werewolves.
"Come and get me if you think you can," he taunted.
The werewolf howled and lunged at Angel, who dodged just getting clipped by the enlarged wolf's claws. The claws on the werewolf's right hand shredded a part of Angel's shirt and left some scratches on Angel where the shirt was torn.
"Are you alright?" I asked.
"You shouldn't be down here Aubrea," he responded.
"Well are you alright or not," I repeated, sounding a little more annoyed than I had intended.
"I'm fine, now go!" he commanded.
I left the room as soon as I was sure he was ok, but I hid on the stairs until I saw that the fight was over and that Angel had won.
Then he collapsed!
I ran over to him and dragged him too far away from any of the werewolves so that he would not be harmed.
"Are you alright?" I asked, feeling stupid that I had to ask.
"Yeah, I'll be fine," he answered, but not reassuringly.
"Alright, I can see that I'm not going to be a help, but that just means that I have to get Dru and Spike in to all of this…"
"No," he started to cough, "I'm fine; I'll be able to go up the stairs I just need to rest a few seconds. Go back up stairs and tell them that I'm fine and that I'll be back up in a second. If they smell blood on you tell them that the werewolves are being testy tonight," he finished.
I went up stairs as I was told and told the others what he told me to tell them and then we waited.
We waited about twenty minutes until Angel finally came back up. When he came up I could see all the scars that I couldn't see in the dark basement. He had gashes where the werewolf got his shirt and blood stains on the sleeves of his shirt and, from what I could tell, bruises on his face.
"What the hell happened down there?" I exclaimed, already knowing the answer.
"Oh, like I said, they were a little testy tonight," he answered.
"Let me get you something for that," I said in a hurry. I went into the kitchen and wet a paper towel so that I could dab up some of the blood that was trickling slowly from his wounds. When I was done cleaning the wounds I carefully bandaged them while Angel sat there, motionless, the whole time.
"There!" I exclaimed, proud of the job that I had completed.
"I am going upstairs to get another shirt, stay down here and talk to the others, I know that you want to," he said, reading my thoughts.
"Thank you!" I said a slight excitement in my voice that I didn't want in it.
He laughed at me and then went into the other room where I followed him and then stopped when we saw Dru and Spike lounging on the luxurious chairs in the family room.
"Finally, time for you to relax," mocked Dru, who was looking at me strange.
"We told you she has the ways of seeing the past and future, and other unseen forces," said Spike, noting the blank expression on my face.
"Well, you told me right then," I said in my mock confidence voice.
The rest of the night, after Angel returned of course, we laughed and joked and did everything that we wanted to do until the sun came up when Angel and Spike let the werewolves out of the chains and we all went up stairs and fell asleep.
The next night started with the same ritual of hectic ness that the first night had started with. We all had our chores at the beginning, but that was all that was routine about that night.
We all knew it was the "peak" night, the night when the werewolves were at maximum strength. We knew that this marked my first month of being a vampire. This was an anniversary I will not forget.
We all were just sitting around and then Dru got up and, as if it were a trigger, so did Spike. Angel wasn't fazed, so I though that it was nothing. That was the biggest, idiotic, decision of my life.
When the two came back they had a 2 liter of blood and a cake in the middle of the two of them. That alone sent me into shock but when I saw that the cake had writing on it I flipped when I read the words. The cake read: "Aubrea, you lasted a month, now you're getting it! Hope you like life eternal!" and they had all put there names on the cake.
"This is beautiful, what's it for?" I asked too stunned to think.
"We wanted to show you that you could trust us and that we cared so we planned a little party while you were asleep that one night in the crypt," explained Spike.
"You're one of us now," started Angel.
"So why not give you a little welcoming party?" finished Dru.
"This is really great! But how are we going to party with werewolves in the basement that would kill us on command if we gave them the chance?" I asked, easily confused by any question in my state of shock.
"It's not that hard," started Angel.
"We ignore them," finished Spike.
"O.K. would everyone stop cutting me off," Angel politely stated.
"Uh, no," Spike, Dru, and I said in unison.
We all laughed at that, even Angel. We laughed and ate and drank for a while, while the werewolves just stayed quiet.
"Don't you think this is weird, the werewolves are at their peak power and we haven't heard a sound?" I asked when it was about midnight.
"That's when you know that they're best left alone or they will start a rally," said Spike.
"Well put," commented Dru, apparently they had known this out of experience.
"Why are you so confident?" I didn't mean to be as nosy as I was.
"Well, remember how you found Spike injured the day we met?" asked Dru.
"Yeah, I remember, how could I forget."
"Well, that's because Spike had pissed off a werewolf when they were this quiet and we did think it was smart to interfere. We were proven wrong."
"Oh, I see," I answered when I knew the story was over. I could still remember how Spike had looked that night. I still felt bad looking back at that experience. I looked over at Spike now and he must have been able to tell what I was thinking, there was something in his eyes. They were swimming around and they had a look of understanding that I had never seen before.
The rest of that night was just like a normal night, we finished off the snacks, the boys (in the morning) unlocked the werewolves, and we went to bed.
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