Toby kept staring at the window as if something was going to come in. The nine year old was absolutely terrified. The fear soon became too much and he couldn't help screaming.

"Mommy, daddy!" He screamed. "Mommy!"

He was startled by the door opening. His mother came in.

"Buddy, what's wrong?"

"I'm scared. I think something's outside."

Abby crawled into bed with her son. "Baby, I swear to you nothing's outside."

"What if there is?"

"Then, I'll beat them up with my amazing superpowers. Vampire Slayer here."

Toby laughed at his mother. "Mommy, can you stay in here with me?"

"Um...buddy, I was kind of in the middle of something with your daddy."

"What?

"We were um...talking." Toby looked at her, confused. "Okay, I'll stay, but only for a little."

"A little's fine."

Toby, feeling much better, finally goes to sleep with the warmth of his mother beside him. She, too, soon falls asleep.

The night's hours progress and the clock strikes 2:30, as Dr. Logan wakes. He sits up, realizing he must have fell asleep waiting for his wife to return. He gets out of bed and puts his pants on to go search for his wife. His first stop is to check on his sleeping infant, whom he kisses and covers up again.

Then, he goes into his son's room. There he finds his wife and son asleep. He smiled at the sight. Next, he descended to the kitchen to get something to drink. As he walks down the steps he realized something is different. He realized the kitchen light is on.

He disregarded it because Isabelle was spending the night. He figured she too had needed a snack. He turned into the kitchen.

"Needed a snack too, huh?" He stopped dead in his tracks as he saw his view.

There, in his kitchen, stood to disfigured faced men. Vampires. He remembered Willow and Kennedy telling him about them. In one of the vamps arms was Isabelle, limp, with blood dripping from puncture wounds in her neck.

The vampires lunged and all three came after him. He screamed, "Abby!" The vampires tackled him to the ground.

Upstairs, Abby heard her husband scream and jumped out of Toby's bed, waking him.

"Mom?"

"Go back to sleep, hon. I'll be back." He sat there as his mother left the room and headed toward her bedroom.

When she got there she didn't find her husband, so she figured he'd be in the kitchen. She ran down the stairs and was greeted by the three vampires, blood smeared all over their faces.

"Where's my husband?" She shouted at them.

"We ate him, of course, and that fat-ass maid."

"Isabelle," she whispered.

The vampires growled and then ran up the stairs after her. She easily deflected two, sending them over the railing and on to the ground.

"Damn it, a Slayer," one said, as he got up and scurried out the door. The other one on the floor got up to assist the one who was currently in the middle of a fist fight with Abby,.

Abby was fortunately getting the better of him. Thinking quick, she ripped a chunk of the railing off and shoved it through the vamp's heart. The other came instantly to take his place until her heard a small voice.

"Mom?"

"Little boy," the vamp said, pushing Abby down the stairs and going after Toby. He got up the steps and though Toby put up a major fight, the vamp won. He sunk his teeth into the boy and drained the life out of him. Abby got up as he began sucking, but couldn't get to him fast enough. Her son was dead and she watched it happen.

The vamp threw the boy's body on the floor as if it were a rag doll. Then, he headed straight for the woman. Abby, being in too much shock to move, was tackled by the vampire and drained of her blood and eventually, after he had sucked her dry, her life.

Completely juiced, he strolled out of the door and into the night.