Title: Acquaintances

Genre: General and Romance

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, and these characters are not mine, except the one I created.

Acquaintances

Chapter 3

Hannibal King stood in front of the mirror, razor poised firmly in hand as he make his way around his shapely beard. In the background you would hear various grunts and screams coming from the computer game which his mates where carrying on in the lab/work station. It was late at night and Sommerfield had gone ahead to take Zoë for "dreamy time" and to read her a book. This left King alone in the left side of the Honeycomb hide out, where the communal showers shared one, measly mirror.

" I'm looking bea-u-ti-ful!" King complimented himself as he finished up his beard. It had been two days since they had saved Blade and given him a bunk bed away from them, seeing as that he didn't get along with King. King, caring less joked that Blade probably snored and didn't want to be woken up at two in the morning when his beauty sleep was taking place.

Just then, he heard as Abby and King pulled up in the front of the Honeycomb hide out and got out. King waited, his energy spiking as they reached the front door. Knocking was heard and King yelled a quick " GOT IT" at the top of his lungs, knowing the his buddies would neither hear him or want to get up from their game.

As he sauntered slowly and calmly to the door, the knocking continued and was heard louder. " I'm coming! Hold your horses!" King yelled as he smiled, knowing that someone out there wanted to kick his ass right about now and frankly he could have used the workout after being left behind. As his hand touched the door and as he opened it up a notch, a hand stuck out and grabbed him, throwing him across the room to land on the couch. Fully expecting it to have been Blade who had thrown him like a piece of unwanted candy, he stood up and sat back down as he saw Abby walk in first.

"Hurry up next time would ya, sweetheart?" she said as she smiled sweetly at him.

" Anything for you, doll face" King replied sticking out his tongue. He soon stopped as he saw what she and Blade were carrying.

"Stop standing there and help" King went into action mode, knowing that the look on Blade's face tonight was not one to play around with. He grabbed the dead looking thing with hair by the back holding her up as Blade held her legs and Abby held her arms. She looked unconscious, hell she looked DEAD.

"What's with the dead weight?" King jokingly asked, receiving a deep scowl from Abby and a bigger one from Blade. "What? She's alive? You got to be kidding me!" King plopped down on the couch, a safe way from the "corpse" that laid two feet from him.

"That dead weight is going to help us find Drake…" Abby shut up for a minute before continuing to walk to were the body was laying. " As soon as she wakes up she will possibly going through the process you did, but only by her consent, if not chains and some persuasions will tells us what we want to know." Abby said with a smile.

" Why are we turning her back?" King patted his beard again and waited for Abby to stop looking at the body.

"For the same reasons we turned you around, except she's a full mix…"

"And a very pure one at that." Blade interrupted her, taking over. " The same thing you were to Danica," King grimaced a little, knowing fully were the conversation was headed, "…she was to Drake, she must tell us what we need to know. The fate of man kind rests in her hands."

"If not in her memories, we need to stay a step ahead of Drake and his intentions, and this one has gone through enough with him to know what will happen, and we don't have so long."

King nodded as it all seeped in, he took in the body, the paleness turning to transparent. He smiled noting that she could have held on so long without the thirst of blood to hold her down. These days were going to be good, and judging by his knowledge of said treatment of vampire's and their loves, and also his current non- activity record, he was going to be in one hell of a month.

They all helped carry the body up the stairs and into the room which was used like a hospital room for the injured. Setting her on the hospital bed, Abby proceeded to wipe the body's face that was matted with residue of what looked like blood and tears, making sure not to put pressure on anything that might be sensitive. This however, took a long time because it seemed like her whole body was frail and one bad move would have her cracking under weight in a matter of seconds.

Abby finished what she was doing, cleaning up a bit before turning off the lights in the room and walking into the sleeping area she slept, surprised to find King sitting on her bed, smiling.

" So, Whistler, you want to make me my hot chocolate today?" King pouted sweetly as Abby ruffled his hair like she always did, both forgetting about the last couple of mintues and going on with their normal nightly routine.

"Yeah, why not, " she said and paused " I mean after sitting around here all night while the big dogs went out and played you could use a pick me up." Abby smiled as she added " but not too much sugar, you get all hyper and you want to be able to walk tomorrow." She laughed, referring to the half vampire two rooms away.

" HEY!" King yelled after Abby as she walked out the door. He looked across the hall to the hospital room again and nodded, knowing what he had to do, but hopefully he didn't have to make to much contact with the body.

"Yup, definitely going to be a loooonnnng month." king said and sighed as he made his way to the kitchen area, stopping again to look at the body, bruised and pale in all its glory, sighing again he continued walking, unaware the she had woken and had been awake the whole time.

Authors Note: Hello again, please read and review like good readers and I hope you are enjoying my little piece of fan fiction that I have going on here. Stay locked!