A/N: Ok, this is my first attempt at a fanfic, and I hope you enjoy it! I've loved this book ever since I read it, and I just thought I'd try my hand at explaining what might have happened AFTER the story ended.

I have a basic idea of where I want this to go, but if nobody seems to like it, then I think I'll just let it go. The motivation would just be gone…^^;;

Disclaimer: I don't own Kerry or Ethan, or anything really, they all belong to the wonderful V.V.V.! Vivian Vande Velde. All I own are the plot of this story, a computer, some bagels, and a six-pack of Pepsi. I suppose you could sue for the Pepsi, but it's not even cold, so I wouldn't bother.

Flames will be used to toast my bagels. ^.^

On with the Story!

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This was all Ethan's Fault.

Somewhere out there, a packet of instant hot chocolate was being neglected and it was all Ethan's fault. Or at least, in the eyes of one Kerry Nowicki it was.

Yesterday, she had been perfectly fine. Everything was normal and predictable…and boring. She had to admit that. It was boring.

Still, she considered it rather rude for someone to suddenly show up and kidnap you. Well, kidnap wasn't really the word. She believed "take over" was a better phrase. However it didn't seem to matter a whole heck of a lot what she thought. It apparently didn't make a difference to Ethan. Michel she corrected herself for the nth time. It was no use, no matter what his name was; Kerry could never see him as anything other than Ethan. She suspected that the name was burned into her brain. He didn't seem to mind her calling him that. Or at least he didn't say anything.

Kerry couldn't believe that little more than 24 hours ago she had been Ethan-free. She couldn't say that she was really happy to see him. More surprised really. The last time she had seen him was a couple years ago. Kerry might have been tempted to think it was all a dream – that's how hazy it all seemed – but the newspaper clippings and her own family's memory of being kidnapped proved that something at least had happened.

She was supposed to be on Christmas vacation now. This was supposed to be a holiday for her. Especially since she was able to get away from her father and bratty brother, Nick. They had gone to visit her uncle for Christmas. Kerry was 18 now, and she didn't exactly feel thrilled to see her Uncle Frank. Or, for that matter, her cousins Tom and Craig. They seemed to fall under the typical rule that any male relative, young or old must be excessively annoying. After much begging and pleading on her part, her father had given in and allowed her to stay home on her own. Which she took as a blessing in itself.

Of course, now she was having second thoughts.

Where are we going anyway? She wondered, glancing around. With nothing better to do, since Ethan had suddenly come down with a severe case of selective hearing, she returned to her thoughts. Unless she wanted to throw herself from the car (not that she would be able to get away, even if she wanted to) she had little choice but to sit there and deal.

Kerry wasn't afraid of him. Not really anyway. He knew that she wouldn't spill his "secret", so he had no reason to…. silence her she reasoned. But he is a vampire she acknowledged. In truth, he could do anything he wanted and she wouldn't be able to do much to stop him even if she wanted to. That thought made her shiver. I have to remember that she told herself. I've been getting too comfortable around him.

Kerry brought her legs up into her seat, and wrapped her arms around her knees. Still, she wasn't afraid of him. Not yet anyway. In fact, she was very irritated with said vampire. She hadn't even had a chance to go home after leaving the theater. All she had was everything in the small bag that she had brought out with her: Money, a few napkins, coupons, a watch, a little makeup, gum, and a small notebook, along with some other random objects stuffed hastily into the purse for no apparent reason.

She had gone out to watch a movie, mainly because being cooped up in the house all day was not exactly her idea of fun. It wasn't a date, she didn't go with anyone. It was just the popcorn and her. Come to think of it, she hadn't had a date in a long time, a very long time. Kerry found most of the opposite sex to be pretty dull – not to mention that the only guys that seemed interested in her were usually pretty shallow, and just plain stupid. She wouldn't allow herself to acknowledge the truth. That she really had just been comparing all of those guys with Ethan. Of course none of them would ever match up with a vampire, one who's been around for God knows how long, so of course he'd be incredibly intelligent and graceful. It didn't help that he was gorgeous too. It was hopeless comparing those guys to him, which was probably why she never let herself realize what she was actually doing. Besides, the excuse that she had come up with, that men were just plain idiots, with was much more fun to think about.

After the movie – which happened to be a comedy – Kerry had been walking back down the street towards where she parked her car, a little blue beetle that she was particularly proud of, since she had worked hard to pay for over half the expenses. Even though she was in a good mood, she couldn't wait to get home. The thought of a cup of hot chocolate was on her mind. So of course her reflexes would have been slowed. Which meant that when someone came up behind her and pulled her into an alley, it took longer for the situation to process in her head. By the time it finally occurred to her what was happening and that she should probably scream for help it would have been too late…

…of course that all would have been if her "attacker" had planned to hurt her.