a/n: new chapter! I bet you all missed me! hope you enjoy! please r and r!
I awoke and felt that I had rolled over. I opened my eyes to see Drirletlan looking down at the TV and that I was lightly on his chest.
"Sorry," I sit up with a flash.
"You're awake," he simply comments.
"Are you okay?" I was scared I hurt him.
Realization hit him, "If you had hurt me I would have moved you, you were fine," I nod and relax.
"How you feeling?" I start to gently run my fingers through his long, shimmering blue, hair.
"Better," he answers, "I tried standing up and I didn't kill myself," he manages a smile.
"You shouldn't have gone back," I gently scold, "You know Aubrey, ever since he took your clan he's been dieing to get back at you."
"But I thought if I went back they would at least give me what I used to have, a clan, a chance to go out on my own, but now I have no chance, every vampire in this whole area is scared of Aubrey, everywhere he's been people fear his name. They'll get warnings, orders to hunt me down, destroy me," his voice has a small hint of desperation.
"You know as well as I do I wouldn't allow that," I growl inwardly at seeing him like this.
There's a knock on the door. I really need that doorbell, I scold inwardly.
I reach the door and it's Moonbay.
"Ello," he greets me friendly.
"What's up?" he only comes to me when something needs to be said, I finally learned that.
"The usual problems," he answers. "Turn on the news!"
I let him in and he goes straight to the TV which Drirletlan is staring at in horror.
I look over and see the news caster reporting in front of a brick building where there's writing on the wall that is crimson. What ever it was wrote the message in blood.
"This morning the Porters were found dead by their maid. She says that she had entered the house on a routine cleaning and found that no one was awake. This was odd for the Porters so she went to their room. No one was there. She went out and turned around to house to go and see if any cars were missing. When she got to the house she found this..." the reporter pauses as a close up of the wall is shone. "The wall reads 'enemies beware' with a strange symbol, the same one found in bodies not far from here just a week or two ago..."
The news continues, but the room is frozen, no one moving, the only sound is Moonbay's breathing.
"Looks like you made some friends Drirletlan," Moonbay finally speaks.
"Yeah, just with the wrong group," he gulps as a reflex.
I turn and move onto the bed with him and put an arm around his shoulders. He immediately leans into my slight embrace and rests his head on my breast.
"They're gonna kill me," he thinks out loud, so soft Moonbay doesn't even hear.
"I promised they wouldn't get to you," I whisper into his hair, "and I never break a promise."
Three days went by, no sign of the Nightshifters, but by then they could have been in town easily.
The air in our room was constantly heavy with anticipation, never quite knowing when they would show up. Not if they would show up, when they would show.
Drirletlan was much better, except for a few bruises and cuts left from the gashes he had gotten, he was doing better physically.
Mentally Drirletlan was a wreck. One moment he would be fine, laying back watching some TV, then he would be really angry, and then subtle again. The worst part was when some memory came to him in his sleep from that week or so, and he would wake up screaming and sweating, usually the sweat was cold and caused him to shiver slightly.
That day was no exception, if not worse.
I awoke to his screaming, like I had a few days before.
"Drirletlan," I learned automatic response was best, "it's okay."
I shook his head 'no'. He was panting, but managed to get out, "No... No... It will never be okay, not with them out there, looking for me."
I held him in an embrace, feeling terrible, and the guilt building.
I rocked him gently back and forth, trying to calm him. He started to shake so I released him and put the covers tighter around him. He started to relax and I spoke again, "I told you a million times, they won't get to you, not while I can help it."
"But you've never fought Aubrey, he's the leader. If it weren't for the point that he beat me I would still be the leader of that clan, but he challenged me, and beat me with no problem. You don't have his strength Aubrea, and I don't want you hurt," he looked at me and it hurt me to watch that gaze pierce me.
"I bet that I could hold him off," I smiled but he just shook his head.
"But what about Moonbay? He'll fight too, I'm sure, and think about this too, it's a full moon tonight, they would have to fight me and a werewolf!"
That jogged his memory, but he continued to frown.
"Look, they won't get to you, I promise," he still wasn't sure, it was written on his face. "Try and get some sleep," I looked to the clock and saw it was barely past noon.
He laid his head down completely and I stroked his hair gently until he was fast asleep and then I joined him.
I awoke first at night. Drirletlan had never moved, and I found that he was still sweating, but less and more discretely.
I got up silently and changed into my night outfit. For full moons I would walk with a werewolf, so I always wore something threatening. The outfit I chose was Drirletlan's favorite. It was a pair of dark black capris, some boots that went up leaving only about two inches of my pale skin showing on my legs. Also I wore a black sleeveless shirt covered by an optional black coat that I left unzipped.
I snuck out of the room, as always hoping that I made it back before Drirletlan woke up.
The moon was already starting to rise, so I knew that Moonbay would have changed, and sure enough the door was locked.
I knocked three times and got no answer so I tried the alternative. Moonbay, I called to him with my mind, it's me!
Quickly I heard a clatter and a four legged body moving closer to the door. He opened it, with the chain still in and saw it was me. The door closed again and then the door opened to its full, showing me a wolf standing clear in sight.
I smiled, "You look different, did you not get a hair cut?"
Very funny Aubrea his thoughts answered.
"I know," I turned and went back to my room and he followed, quietly closing his door.
We entered and saw Drirletlan still asleep, but moaning as he woke up.
He turned and saw us and then put his head back again.
I took the sheets and tore them from on top of him, "Time to get up!"
"Why?" he looked at me like I was planning something and he knew it, I hate that look still today.
"Because we're going out!" I exclaimed.
"What?" WHAT?, the two asked in perfect harmony.
"Yes, we can go out and we are going out!" I was commanding, no longer cheerful sounding.
"How?" Drirletlan looked at me and I masked so he couldn't read my thoughts.
"Well, for the way there and the way back I see this as opportunity..." when I saw them confused I went on, "well, Drirletlan, I remember you saying that you could become a white wolf, and then when you transformed you looked like Moonbay on all fours, only smaller. I say that if we get caught you can transform and we can make it seem like I'm just with two werewolves," my plan was well thought out at least.
I don't know. What if he can't transform in time or something, Moonbay's face gave away his worry; his thoughts were actually more calm then him.
"He needs to feed," I countered, "I know you do Drirletlan, healing takes power and you haven't fed in four nights!"
Yeah, but do we risk his neck? It's been four days, I know what that means just as well as the two of you, Moonbay was never against a risky plan, unless it put a friend in danger.
"Fine," I turned to Moonbay, "You and I will just need to work some hard core magic to get two people..."
"I'll go..." Drirletlan's voice was weak, scared, but set.
You...
"Don't try and stop me Moonbay," he looked sick, but his voice betrayed his looks.
I looked at him, square in the eye, "The bar?"
He looked at me and answered, "The bar," though he still looked sick with worry.
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