I am once again in the cave with the boys. They are reenacting the events to which I fainted. Paul said it was the funniest things he had ever seen in his after-life. If only David would let me take a look at his magic books, I just may be able to find something to impregnate Paul. Then let's see who's laughing! I am glad to say that I have a gorgeous little girl on my lap right now. She may have David's blue eyes and very pale skin, but she is my girl through and through. Thankfully she doesn't have bleach blonde hair, but a nice dark black color. She just keeps staring at me, and occasionally at Laddie who is peering over my shoulder at her. Paul and Marko had been hanging around her, but lost interest after they found out she couldn't talk, or at least say vampire yet. Duh, she is a baby! What idiots! They will glance at her a couple of times and open their mouths to say something, but then they immediately shut their mouths. Occasionally they talk to each other, snicker, and take a look at me. Then David gives them a cold, disapproving glare that makes that stop immediately. Dwayne just sits thoughtfully, like always. It makes me wonder if he ever speaks. I don't think I have heard him say anything since the birth, which was a month ago. Then again, I haven't really paid attention. They are all just cold-blooded murderers to me. It is times like these that I actually wonder if vampires can hear my thoughts, but then it just seems ridiculous. Why would they ask so many questions when they could know the answer by reading my mind, unless they just want to hear the truth instead of my lies? Oh well, just too bad for them. I have tried constantly to try to not think of my escape plan, but it is extremely difficult not to. I think that I am going to take the child and get it as far away as possible and drop it off, then run away myself, and come back for the her if I'm not caught. I still don't know how this will work, because it could take years for the plan to work, but atleast they wouldn't turn her or give her blood as early as Laddie, since it was a mistake that he got here in the first place. Sure, they wanted him here, but he wasn't supposed to drink the blood that night. He was supposed to be mortal, or atleast for a while, anyways. They figured that if he was mortal, they could show the threat that they would eat him if they could, which stopped me from trying to run away, but it didn't matter anymore. I was going to put it to a stop.
Right now, Paul and David are having a discussion about the child. They've named her Midnight, even though Paul wanted to call her Lady Drac. They start talking about how David is going to give the child to him, since he is next to receive a woman. Dwayne and Marko had both had a lady of their own, but Dwayne's had been killed by other tribal vampires, who hadn't lost their hatred through death. Apparently, Dwayne and his girl had been husband and wife for years before he was bit. Marko's had kissed daylight three months after she had been transformed. I can still hear both of their pain in nightmares when they cry out in agony, because a pack is together forever.
I just glare at them, then look up at Laddie and smile.
"They're not gonna get us," I whispered in the smallest voice possible to him, and he smiled. His love for the pack was great, but it didn't stop his fear of becoming what he would. I saw Dwayne glance up a bit, but I also saw understanding in his eyes. He may be drawn to and love his pack, but he has a certain love for children, which was a wonder to us all, and he truly didn't like what had happened to Laddie, and what would happen to my baby girl, either. One night, when he had stayed home to watch over the cave while the rest fed, he had apologized to me for bringing Laddie into this, that he didn't really think that David would do such a thing, and he didn't know that Laddie was going to drink the "wine". He told me that their plans were to let him go, but now they couldn't.
I had just stared at him for a bit, then asked him what had made him love children so much. He just looked sadly, or atleast the saddest look he had ever given, then turned away. I guess even though he's soulless, he still has marks from whatever happened those years ago. I told him I was sorry, but he just muttered something about it being a long time ago. We've left it along ever since and he's never brought up my mentioning it, so I guess whatever it is he's keeping quiet. I actually think all the boys know. I asked David about it, and he changed the topic faster than he can fly. I just sat up and looked over at David, who had just called Dwayne over and whispered something into his ear. Dwayne nodded and walked over to Laddie, who had gone to sit down on the couch. Dwayne whispered something to him, and Laddie grinned and jumped up. Both of them walked towards the door, hand in hand. I asked David where they were going but he just smiled and told me that they were going to the carousel. I looked back over towards the cave opening and saw Dwayne lift Laddie onto his shoulders and walk out towards the area where their motorcycles were parked. Seeing them go, I got up and took "Midnight" to bed, setting her into the cradle that I tried to ignore, noticing that there were still blood stains on it from the person that had murdered for it. David promised me that he would get rid of it, but who can trust him? Who can trust any of them?

So, to all of those Lost Boys lovers, should I continue? Because after this I am planning a sequel, but I might take it down if I can't think of anything else, then put it back up if I get more.

Raven