Disclaimer: Okay, get over it already!!! I do not and never will own any of Underworld!! Jeez, stop hassling me!!!

Alyssa drove slowly down the street trying to find Sam's house. 'I can't believe I'm doing this.' She thought to herself. 'Maybe my parents and sister are right. Maybe I am crazy…nah!' Alyssa smiled when she finally found the house.

It was not as nice as hers, but it was nice. Maybe it would look nicer on the inside. "Okay I'll drive past the house and park a couple of houses down," Alyssa muttered to herself.

About three houses away from Sam's Alyssa pulled over to the curb and parked. As she was walking down the street towards Sam's house she saw the door open and somebody step out. It was Sam.

Oh boy he looked good in his jeans and white t-shirt. Alyssa shook her head. "No can't think like that," Alyssa muttered, "It would never work out."

"Hey Alyssa! I'm glad you could make it," Sam said when he saw her. She grinned at him.

"Yeah, well your lucky that I had to get out of the house. My sister was driving me nuts." Alyssa replied. "Other wise I probably wouldn't have come."

Sam grinned at her. "Well all the same, I'm glad you came. The others I invited couldn't make it. So it's just you, me, Mom, Dad and Marcus. Corrine and Natasha had to take care of some family business. They'll come over tomorrow with their families to see Marcus."

Sam grasped her arm and led her to the front door. "I've had the pleasure of speaking with Marcus and have found that he is a pretty laid back guy."

"Oh I'm sure he is," Alyssa muttered under her breath.

"What did you say," Sam asked as he looked over at her.

Alyssa looked at him with innocent eyes. "I didn't say anything. Are you starting to hear things Sam?" Alyssa laughed.

Sam laughed with her and shook his head. "Maybe I am. Who knows? Anyways Marcus is upstairs; he'll be down in a moment. We can go ahead and wait in the living room." Sam led her to the living room and she sat down on the couch.

"Would you like anything to drink," he asked her.

"Water, maybe?" Alyssa replied as she looked around. Sam's house was nicer on the inside. It just went to show you couldn't judge a book by its cover. Sam nodded his head and walked out of the living room.

"This is fucking crazy. What am I doing here," Alyssa whispered to herself. "I should stay the fuck away from him as fucking possible."

Just then a woman walked into the room and stopped when she saw Alyssa. She smiled at her. "You must be Alyssa. Sam has spoken nonstop about you since you began going to the school over here."

Alyssa raised and eyebrow as she looked at her. "Has he now? That's very interesting. May I ask who you are since you seem to know me?"

"Oh where are my manners? My name is Andrea, I am Sam's mother." She held out her hand and Alyssa just looked at her. Her grin faded a little as she pulled her hand back. "So why is it interesting that my son has talked about you nonstop?"

"Because I haven't been really nice to him or anybody for that matter. I don't do well with new people."

"Are you giving her the third degree Mother," Sam asked as he entered the room, "Here you go Alyssa." He handed her a glass filled with water.

"I'm just interested in learning some more about her before Marcus comes down." Sam's mother said. Sam rolled his eyes and he looked at Alyssa. "She does this whenever I bring people over. She even did this when I invited Corrine and Natasha over for the first time."

"I'll go get your father and Marcus. They shut themselves upstairs and told me to come and get them when Alyssa arrived," Andrea said as she spun on her heel and left the room.

"She's very nosy," Sam said as he sat down next to Alyssa.

"Sounds like my mo…sister." Alyssa replied. Sam looked at her curiously. 'Damn, damn, damn! I almost let it slip that my parents are alive! Shit I'm so stupid.' Alyssa thought to herself.

"So where are your parents Alyssa? I don't think I've ever heard you talk about them." Sam said.

Lucky Alyssa was saved answering that question when Andrea came in with two men. One of them she knew must be Sam's father. Sam looked just like him. The other she recognized immediately; it was Marcus.

Marcus looked at her for a moment quizzically then he said, "Have we met before? You look very familiar."

Alyssa stood up and looked at him. "I think we have. I believe we bumped into each other right before I left London. I believe I was running down the street and he came out of an alley."

"Yes now I remember. You and another girl were running. Who was she?" Marcus asked.

"My sister, Nanette." Alyssa replied.

"Where is she today?"

"At home. She had tons of homework to do. She stayed home and didn't go to school, so I picked up her class work and brought it home to her."

"I think I would like to meet her as well and your parents," Marcus said. Alyssa nearly dropped her glass, but she caught it just in time. All four of them looked at her questionably.

"You will be able to meet my sister, but I'm afraid that it's out of the question that you can meet my Mother and Father."

"And why is that?"

Alyssa looked around at all of them and managed to make tears form in her eyes. "Because…because…they're fucking dead that's why!" Alyssa burst into tears and ran out of the room. She ran to the front door, threw it open and ran into the night towards her car.

She was just about to get in when she felt a hand on her arm. Alyssa turned to see Sam looking down at her. "Hey I'm sorry Alyssa. We didn't know that they were dead."

"It's okay. You see that's why we left London. When our parents were killed we decided it was to painful to stay." Alyssa sniffed.

"Why don't you come back to the house Alyssa? Marcus would like to apologize."

"Thanks Sam, but I really think I should go home. I have homework to do also and I need to think about a few things. Maybe I'll come by again tomorrow."

Sam nodded as she slipped into her car. He leaned down and she rolled down her window. "I'm still glad you came." He took her hand and kissed it. She looked at him in surprise. "Please come back." He turned and began to walk away from her car.

Alyssa started the ignition and took off down the street. When she was sure she was out of his line on sight she threw back her head and laughed, "Damn I'm such a good fucking actress."

Alyssa was still laughing when she arrived home. "Alyssa!? Thank god you're okay," Michael said when she entered the house. "How'd it go?"

"I'll tell you tomorrow. Right now I'm really tired." Alyssa ran up the stairs, entered her room and threw herself down on her bed. She fell into a deep, untroubled sleep.