She nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard the first thud, her claws ready for any attack that may come. It never did. Where was Kain?

Glancing into the library, she finally saw the piles of history books, some over a century old, ripped off their shelf and left to clutter on the large oak desk along with a few recent collections of Anthropological works. Kain was no where to be seen.

She heard another soft thud directly above her. Cautiously she walked out onto the balcony. Her mind screamed at her not to follow him. It told her to run to the car and drive back home as fast as she could, to tell as many older and bigger vampires to come and capture the possible interloper. They might even overlook the fact that he was staying at her house. Yeah. Right. She shook off the cowardly thought, chiding herself for the slip of weakness. Her curiosity getting the best of her, she effortlessly climbed the porch overhang. Looking up, she saw Kain sitting there, staring out at the ocean. The setting light of the sun reflected off his hair and skin, giving them a soft glow. He seemed distressed.

"Kain?" she prodded. "What are you doing up here?"

He didn't look to enjoy her ever present questioning. "I'm...thinking."

"About what?" she felt she was pushing it again.

He closed his eyes slightly. "Things have changed now."

"What do you mean?" He didn't respond. She pushed further. "Why are you here? You know there are people looking for you? They think you are here to threaten their rule over this city."

He finally turned to look at her. He laughed, a sound that was surprisingly pleasant despite it's bitter feeling. "My dear girl, I'm not even sure exactly where this city is," He turned back to his view of the ocean. "Although if your people find it convenient to fear me, I won't stop them. Fear can be so useful at times."

She wouldn't disagree, she had found that to be true many times herself. She sat next to him, noticing once again the sword strapped to his back. "Would you mind answering a few of my questions now?" She tried to sound as undemanding as possible.

"Ask." He made it sound like an order of his own. How typical.

"Where are you from?"

"You already asked that. But if you wish details then I it seems I have been transported from my world to yours by magic I have yet to understand completely myself."

Ok. So he was crazy. Honestly, did he expect her to believe that he was from another world? Then again...it would explain the outfit.

"What are your intentions then. Now that you are here?"

He turned back to her, his eyes narrowed slightly. "To return to my own world and time. You can tell your...Elders, as you called them, that I have no desire to stay or to threaten their rule," he smiled slightly. "Yet"

She contemplated this for a while. Not really knowing just what to do now. She grinned as she pondering over what the Elders would say if she told them that she found a vampire from another dimension. Vampires here had their ways of dealing with lunatics too and it was rarely as time consuming as an insane asylum. She also thought of what Malcolm would say.

"How exactly do you intend on returning home?" she asked, hopeful that he would disappear as soon as he had came.

"I require someone adept in the magical arts," he said. "That's where you come in."

She was surprised to say the least. "No," she knew she shouldn't be this bold with him, but she couldn't do this anymore. She was not his dog, to sit and bark at her owners command. Sadly, she realized that she already had a Master for that. "No way. I have helped you enough as it is. I have risked a lot to help you this far," She got up to leave. "You're on your own now stranger. Leave me out of it."

"Apparently you don't understand. You're already involved," he stated. "Exactly what lie do you intend on telling your 'Elders' anyway? That I held you against your will? That I forced you to do my bidding. What other cliche have you in mind?" She did not like his implications at all. What arrogance to assume that she would stoop to a lie for him.

"Believe me, Kain. I doubt they will even care." Not a lie. They might, but it was hardly likely.

"Still. Do you feel you honestly have a choice here?" he asked.

He glanced back at him. You arrogant...

"No. I don't."

He got up to leave. "Then I suggest you get to work."

Finding books on magic wasn't hard. Finding magic books on how to transport vampires through time and space...that was a tad difficult. In fact it was now seeming impossible. So far her search had turned up nothing. In her desperation, she had gotten him a few books on Quantum Physics, searching for anything that could have him gone soon. But he insisted it did him no good.

For now she left him at her house, finally feeling confident enough to leave him and return to the city. Just as she had hoped, there were few questions from other vampires on her whereabouts. Even Malcolm just assumed that she was simply staying away from Jonathan. Turns out that little rodent was good for something after all.

She stayed a few days at the mansion. Calling Kain on her cell phone to check in did no good, she had neglected to inform him on what a telephone was. She chuckled as she envisioned a smashed phone laying in pieces on the floor after he became annoyed at the first few rings.

Currently she finds herself searching through her old belongings, trying desperately to find the one phone number she needs, not even sure if the person she's looking for is still living at the same address. Ah ha! Found it. Although the decades old address book looked like it was about to fall apart, the paper turned yellow from time. Oh this was pointless, but it was all she had.

An old friend. Known for his skill in the dark arts, Leandra hoped that she could still contact him. Last she checked the vampire was still living in Kansas. Why of all the places he chose there she still has yet to know.

"Are you sure?" it was Malcolm.

"Yes sir, positive. They said that the cave is now empty. He's moved sir." One of the younger vampires, little more then a century old now. They were just outside the hallway now, walking her way.

"Have the community double up watch for him. He has to have gone somewhere," Her brother said as he noticed her presence. She quickly slipped the paper into her pocket. "Inform the Master also."

"Yes sir."

They waited until the young one was gone.

"New guy still giving you some trouble huh?" she teased.

He sighed heavily. "Yes. It's odd. It seems like he just disappeared."

Yes...just disappeared. Not hiding in his own sisters bedroom.

"Besides that, how are you doing, brother?" she smiled, trying to comfort him as best as she knew how.

"Besides that? Trust me Leandra there is no 'besides that'. Our master would see to it that we all become sleep deprived over his latest obsession."

Poor Malcolm. But if she had her way, his little problem would be gone soon anyhow.

"Well, let's hope he's gone from here for good. Maybe then you and I can actually catch up on each other's lives."

The idea seemed to cheer him up. "Let's hope."