When I arrived at Peter's house, precisely at noon, he was all geared up and looked surprisingly badass. I was checking him out, well not really checking out…more like examining, when he saw me and winked. I felt my cheeks grow hot and there's no doubt he noticed because he grinned.

"Well hello there love, cheers to you being here on time." My eyes went wide at his audacity to call me that and he laughed, "Right, now's not the time for kidding around, we have serious business ahead of us. Come over here so I can show you the equipment." I walked over curious about what he had gathered, there seemed to be multiple weapons and armor. He started by giving me a padded vest to add some protection and then he introduced the main weapon, "This I feel would be the most effective way to kill a vampire because it's quick and east, just like a crossbow with stakes instead of arrows." I nodded looking it over.

"Alright, cool. We should get going. I'm really anxious to get this over and done with."

"Same here…vampire hunting is not exactly my idea of a great recreational activity…but I'm sure it's bound to be quite exciting." The way he was leaning against the counter with his hand on his hip was just too sexy for words.

"Yeah, I guess it could be exciting," I said it half-heartedly; I was scared out of my wits.

"Ok, we're off then," he stood grabbing one of the crossbows. As I turned to leave the room he smacked my ass hard making me jump. I turned around and glared at him before making my way through the doorway.

Breaking into Jerry's house was not fun; I've become skilled at lock picking but not as skilled at being stealthy about it. Inside it was dark and quiet, almost like he was expecting us. Walking through the house I came across a stairwell into a basement type room and in that room was a trap door leading down into what seemed like tunnels. I called Peter and we went down together, I was so thankful for our flashlights. We walked a little way down one of the corridors when suddenly a voice called out, "Leave now!" I knew it was Jerry, he was trying to scare me off but there was no way I was leaving, I had to go through with this. Taking many twists and turns I somehow lost Peter but I kept moving deeper. There was an open door and I decided to go into the room which ended up being empty but before I could get out the door slammed shut and I was locked inside.

I actually tried to break the door down like I thought I could possibly be strong enough. It felt like an hour passed in that room before I suddenly heard Peter's voice on the other side calling out my name. I ran to the door and pounded on it hard yelling back for him. He heard me and came to the door, "Charley? What happened mate?"

"I'm locked inside, are you able to pick the lock?"

"I'm sorry love, that's not my department…I could try to find some way of knocking it down though."

I groaned, "Whatever you have to do." I moved back and waited to hear some kind of violent smashing or something but it never came, "Peter?" There was no answer and I began to panic, "Peter?!"

"Your…friend, he's alright…for now. Charley, I'm asking you to leave. Leave now. I…don't want to hurt you. If you go I'll let you both live."

I was scared mostly for Peter, that monster had his hands on him. I didn't know what to do, I almost wanted to take his advice and get out of there but I just had to be brave, "No! I'm going to do what I came here to do, and that's face you."

"Do you really want that Charley? I don't think you do, I think you want to be safe. Take your man and get out!"

I was shaking by that point but I stood my ground, "I said no!" There was silence and then I heard shuffling, and pained noises coming from Peter, then the door knob turned. When the door opened Jerry threw Peter across the room and Peter hit the wall hard before falling to the floor. I rushed to Peter's side, "Are you ok?"

"Unh, I don't know…so much for being your rescuer." I could tell the wind was knocked out of him and his arm was mostly likely very sore, I caressed his cheek before turning back to Jerry. In that moment I felt so many things, outraged, concerned, scared, determined, but I couldn't deny Jerry's beauty; whenever I looked at him I froze and couldn't think of anything other than going to him, I fought it every time.

"Don't you fear me?" He asked it as though it were the most important question in the world.

"No," I'm sure he could tell it was a lie...well it wasn't really a lie; I was scared but not enough to run away.

Jerry suddenly looked tired, "Think about this Charley." He left with those words closing the door and locking it again. I was confused; I didn't know why he left or when he would be back. I walked over to Peter who was now sitting against the far wall and sat down next to him. "Is your arm ok?" I asked touching it lightly.

He looked me in the eyes, "Yeah, it should be fine. I really like how you stood up for yourself; I'm quite fond of your bravery young man."

I gave a sad smile, "Thank you, it didn't do us much good though. I-I don't want him to hurt you." A tear went down my face.

Peter's hand shot up to my face to comfort me, "Naw! No, don't worry about me…shhh…"he brought my head to his chest and wrapped his arm around me. I clutched onto his leather jacket allowing myself to cry a little. After a few seconds I felt him let out a sharp chuckle. "He thought we were together," he said quietly.

I tightened my grip, "It might come off that way to a lot of people."

"I'd be lucky to have you," he whispered.

I didn't expect him to say something so heartfelt, I knew he liked me but I guess I didn't know exactly how much, "No…you wouldn't." I had a hard time believing anyone would want me.

He pulled back from me a bit to look at me again. "You're a great person," he wiped the tears from my cheek as he spoke; then he moved his hand to the back of my head and leaned in closer, "I'd be lucky."

My breath hitched as I saw him move in slowly. The anticipation was unbearable; I wanted to feel his lips on mine so badly. My eyes were half closed as our lips brushed together softly, barely touching. We sat there breathing and caressing until our mouths pressed together into a tight, gentle kiss. We held onto each other as our lips moved together languidly. When we pulled apart Peter was out of breath and looked extremely heated. I let my head fall onto his shoulder and we stayed like that as we waited.