All righty, here's another chapter for ya guys. Hope ya like it. Getting closer to the end, but don't worry. There will be a sequel to this...and a sequel to the sequel...so don't go stressing out about how I end this. Just read and enjoy it.

While much of the beginning of this story was based (probably a bit too heavily) on Underworld, it should begin to deviate from that series now, or at least in future chapters. The following sequels (especially the second sequel I have planned :giggles evilly:) will be from my own mind, so be very afraid. But more of that once we get there loyal readers. Now on with the show...er...fic!

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Janet wrapped her arm and rolled her sleeve down. She looked at Dante as he sat himself down in a chair, his eyes closed. A faint smile formed on his face and he opened his eyes. Janet tilted her head to one side.

"I know where she is," he said.

As Janet opened her mouth to reply there was a knock on the door. Dante rose to his feet and opened the door. "The Awakening is about to begin my lord. Your friends are invited as well."

"Thanks," Dante said and the guard left. Dante looked back at Janet. "You feel up to going?" he asked.

"Yeah. I'll be fine." Dante nodded and they headed down to the chamber. They walked inside and stood against one of the walls near SG-1. Daniel maneuvered his way over to Dante.

"What happens in a ceremony like this?" he asked.

"You'll see," Dante answered. Daniel nodded, falling silent.

They watched as Viktor entered the room, the vampires all dropping to their knees. They stood back up and Viktor approached Alexander's tomb. A guard bent down and opened the lock. The sound of hydraulics met everyone's ears and the lid of the tomb slid away. A long, topless coffin slid up into view and the guard tilted it down so it was parallel with the floor. He pressed a button on the side before backing away. Viktor stood near the desiccated body of Alexander. He brought his wrist up to his mouth and bit himself. He held out his cut wrist over a small collecting plate that gathered the dropping blood and funneled it directly into Alexander's mouth. Viktor lowered his arm and several vampires came over and carried the coffin to the table.

As they began hooking up bags of blood to Alexander, the guard opened Amelia's tomb. Her coffin rose from the depths of the tomb and was leveled out. Viktor did the same thing as he did with Alexander and Amelia's body was carried up and placed next to Alexander's. Bags of blood were also hooked up to her as well.

"It is done," Viktor said and vampires lining the walls began to leave.

"That was…uneventful," Jack said.

"You were expecting a parade?" Dante asked.

"I was expecting something more extravagant than what happened," Daniel admitted. "There was no significance to it."

"There is if you're a vampire," Dante said.

"What do you mean?" Teal'c asked.

"Blood memories," Sam said.

"Memories passed through blood?" Janet asked, glancing at Sam and Dante.

"Something like that," Dante said. "We only know that vampires and lycans can do it. It's also rumored that humans have genetic memory as well."

"It hasn't been proven?" Daniel asked.

"Drinking the blood of humans is outlawed Daniel. So we can't exactly go out and experiment. Of the few cases we know about, it has happened. So it might be possible," Dante explained.

"If there is a possibility, then can't you guys do that with Janet if she agrees? It might be the best way to find Cassie," Daniel said.

"The Council would never agree to it," Viktor said as he walked over.

"How did you…?" Jack began.

"Vampire hearing," Sam muttered in his ear.

"Ah. But it could lead to the location of these cultists that you've been hunting," Jack said persuasively.

"We have considered the possibility but it will not be done," Viktor said. "It is a law that we will not break."

"The cultists break that law though. Can't you…I don't know, scan people to see if they drink human blood or the serum blood?" Daniel asked.

"Daniel, the serum blood is essentially human blood. It's an exact duplicate. No one would be able to tell the difference," Sam said.

"So why do the cultists drink real blood?" Janet asked.

"They think that they're superior to humans and should be ruling them," Dante answered. "Without our weaknesses to silver and sunlight they would have taken over a long time ago." He turned and began walking away.

Janet ran up to him. "Um, can you show me where I can get something to eat?" she asked. He nodded and they left.

"They seem pretty close," Jack commented.

Sam shrugged. "He did save her life."

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Dante shut his door after Janet walked in and cleared off a space on his table for her tray of food. She set it down and began eating. Dante walked to his window and stared up at the sky, the stars shining in the black sky.

"Do you miss standing in the sun?" Janet asked.

He rested his right arm against the window frame "Can't miss what you've never had," he said.

She frowned. "You mean you were never human?"

"I was born a vampire," he said. "About five hundred years ago," he added.

"Talk about your older men," she murmured.

"I heard that," he said. He turned and leaned against the window frame. "What about you? You know a bit more about me than I do about you."

"What about…"

"I'd rather have a good conversation."

Janet shrugged. "What do you want to know?"

"About your life. Where and when were you born, what made you become a doctor, that sort of thing," he said.

"Not much excitement to my life really," she said. "Born about thirty years ago in Indiana, grew up and had a pretty normal life for a while." She pushed her food away and wrapped her arms around herself as long buried memories came surging to the forefront of her mind.

Dante frowned and sat across from her. "You all right?"

"I just thought I was over this thing from my past," she said.

"Want to tell me about it?" he asked. "Might help."

Janet stared through Dante. "It happened when I was a senior in high school. It was stupid and idiotic what we did."

"What?" Dante asked softly.

"It was senior prom. One of my friends had gotten a bottle of alcohol from her parents' cabinet. We were as drunk as could be. I was driving. I didn't see the oncoming car until it was too late. Tried to swerve to miss it but it didn't work." Tears were flowing freely from Janet's eyes. "When I came to, my closet friend was dead and my other two friends weren't in the best shape. They made it and were charged with underage drinking. I was charged with a DUI and sent to jail for a while since I was over eighteen. After I got out, nobody wanted to be around me so we moved."

"People do stupid things when they're young," Dante said. "Until a vampire is a century old, they're still considered a child. And stupid things are done by them."

"But have you ever killed people you've cared about?" Janet asked.

Dante fell silent. He rose to his feet and walked to his bedside table. He opened a drawer and pulled out a picture. He didn't jump when Janet touched him softly on the shoulder. He handed her the picture and walked to the fireplace, his hands on the mantle. Janet looked at the old picture and saw Dante with two people: a woman and a small boy.

"My wife and son," Dante said, answering Janet's unasked question.

"I thought you said you didn't have a family of your own," she said.

"I don't anymore," he said. "They died fifty years ago. The cultists had killed them. Because of me. My son was torn limb from limb by the lycans that were loyal to Lilith. Karen…" Dante trailed off and closed his eyes, his head bowed. "She was starved to death after being turned."

"Oh my god…" Janet breathed.

"After that I swore never to fall in love until the cultists were all dead."

"I think if you do that you'll never fall in love again," Janet said.

"Maybe," Dante admitted. Dante turned and found that Janet was inches from him. He didn't realize his hand had reached out and held hers. The two leaned in and slowly kissed.

The doors suddenly banged open and the two broke apart. Guards swarmed in and grabbed Dante. They pushed Janet away and hauled Dante out of the room. Janet hurried after them and followed them down the tomb chamber. Dante was shoved to his knees and chained to the floor. Viktor stood in front of Dante, a group of well-dressed vampires off to the side. Janet saw SG-1 against the opposite wall and was about to make her way over to them when two guards held her and forced her to stand just behind Dante. Janet watched as two other vampires came out from the back alcove. She could immediately see the similarities between these two vampires and Sam and Dante.

"You have broken the law," Viktor said. "You have drunk the blood of a human. There is only one penalty for such a crime."

"You can't!" Janet protested, struggling forward.

"Show her arms," Viktor ordered. Janet's sleeves were shoved up and the bite marks were visible.

"You monster," Sam whispered, looking at Dante.

"How could you do such a thing my son?" Alexander asked.

"I asked him to!" Janet cried. "If you're going to punish anyone, punish me! I forced him to do it!"

"Go ahead and kill me then. It's the only way to be sure that Lilith never arises."

"What do you mean?" Amelia asked.

"Didn't Viktor show you that in his blood memories? My blood's the key to resurrecting Lilith. And if he didn't show you that, then maybe you aren't aware that there is a way to bring her back," Dante said. He struggled against the chains. "That's it. You're the traitor," Dante accused, staring at Viktor.

"Ridiculous," Viktor said.

"We shall see," Amelia said. She knelt down in front of Dante and undid one of the chains. She lifted her son's wrist to her mouth and drained a small amount of blood from him. After a moment she lowered his wrist and faced Viktor. "He has betrayed us."

Alexander grabbed Viktor and shoved him to the floor. "It still does not forgive Dante for what he has done."

"Return him to his room. His fate will be decided soon enough," Amelia ordered.

Dante was lifted to his feet and hauled out of the room. He was led through the halls and shoved into his room. The door was then shut and locked. Dante knew that there would be several guards outside of his room. He sighed and reclined on his bed, unsure of what would happen to him next.

Okay, I know the whole Awakening was based off of Underworld, but that's one of my favorite parts of the movie and they (whoever they are) say that imitation is the best form of flattery...or something like that.But now there shouldn't be so many Underworld similarities. Hope you guys liked it. Stick around for more tomorrow. Things will be getting interesting.