His Eyes are Blue

Summary: I'm-as you probably know- Faith de Silva. And I'm in love with Magnus. Now, all I gotta do is protect him and keep my deep passion covered. Oh. Yeah. That'll be easy.

Disclaimer: Anything you recognize belongs to Meg Cabot or Mari Mancusi.

Chapter Two: Resues and Fine Dining

"Come on, I have to show you something," Ben murmured to me, pulling me upstairs to his room. OK, what exactly was he showing me?

You see, I'm the ultimate spy. Paul Slater, Ben's dad, is kinda shady, so Magnus devised a plan. Since I'm dating Ben, I can get all kind of feedback.

Of course, to get that feedback, I have to date Ben, but we all have problems.

"What?" I asked suspiciously as he sat me down on the bed. Just in case...

Magnus?

What is it this time? I told you, we'll get to use my car!

No, it's not that-though I am EXTREMELY happy about that, since you have the awesomest car EVER.

Awesomest isn't a word.

Grr. Anyway, Ben has me in his room. Just wanted you ready in case I need back up.

Don't worry. I'll bring Charity. She scares everbody.

I know. Nick has a crush on her, though.

Really?
I think.

Well. That's mildly scary.

Tell me about it. You aren't his sister.

Thank God.

Hey, what's that supposed to mea-

But I was cut off when Ben started to kiss me. Look, it's not that the guy's not a good kisser-trust me, not counting the few weeks where we weren't dating, I've been dating him for one and a half years, I should know- but he's no... well, Magnus.

Yeah. I've kissed Magnus. One word:

Excellent.

Anyway, as Ben kissed me, I honestly felt a little bored. There was nothing there. Nothing that really riled me up, like Magnus did, even when he wasn't kissing me.

So when the guy went for tongue, I had to stop him.

"Ben," I hissed, pushing him away, "Not now."

He gave me a pleading look. "Please?"

"No," I said strongly, giving him a hard look. But that only made him kiss my jaw, something I am not all that fond of.

"How many times do I have to say it?" I asked, still trying to push him away. But this time, he grabbed me around my waist, holding me close.

OK, I got a well muscled hot nearly invinsible vampire on hand, and I ain't afraid to use him.

Oh, there's Charity, too. She scares everyone.

"Look, Ben," I said carefully, pushing him away more, "You really should stop this. I don't wanna see you hurt."

He smirked between kisses. "Oh really? And how exactly are you gonna hurt me?"

He suddenly flung me on my back. My eyes widened. Was he gonna try that?

Let me tell you something: ain't happening.

Look, vamps are pretty fast. And Magnus and Charity are basically as powerful as a vamp gets.

Magnus, get down here now.

What's going on?

Ben's trying stuff. I don't know how much time you ha-

One second.

Bring Charity.

A few moments later, as Ben kept me pinned down, a voice came.

"Hello."

In the doorway stood Magnus and Charity, in all their vampirey glory. Charity was casually dabbing on some more eyeliner, as if nothing was going on, and trust me, that told Ben something.

They didn't need to focus to kick his butt.

Magnus walked over and gently removed Ben's arms from me.

"Exactly what were you planning on doing with her?"

Ben looked defensive. "None of your business."

Magnus gave him that vamp grin that showed all of those strong, white teeth. What people didn't know was that those teeth had the power of a shark's teeth, and the precision of a scalple.

"I believe that it is definately my business."

Now that you think about it, it is. I mean, I am his partner. I help him manage his affairs as coven leader. But Magnus is also my friend. A close friend. Yeah, it is his business.

Well, that was just six sentences of nothing.

Anyway, Ben just sneered(an extremely dumb thing to do that's about ten times stronger than you). "She's my girlfriend. She wanted to."

"He did not just say that," Charity smirked, sitting next to Ben. "Look, buddy, I know Faith. Heck, since you're such a loser who just wants...you know, I probably know her better than you. She might as well go around with a shirt that has a capital V on it till her wedding day."

She glanced at me. "No offense."

"None taken."

Ben seemed a bit rattled at having the freaky Goth chick and the knight-in-shining-armor protecting me, so he got off the bed.

"Fine," He said, "But she stays here."

"No," Magnus shook his head. "She's coming with us."

Ben took hold of my arm, like I was a trophy. "She's staying."

Rolling his eyes, Magnus did the only thing he could do besides cause injury. He gathered me up into his arms and waltzed out the door, Charity snickering behind us.

Needless to say, Ben followed us.

Also needless to say, I was enjoying this, my head against Magnus's chest.

Anyway, once we were in Magnus's Corvette, Ben was taken care of.

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"I can't believe that you would get yourself into something like that," Charity laughed once we were at Magnus's house.

"Yes, that's usually Charity's job," Magnus commented.

"True," Charity admitted, obviously having a flashback. "I remember. I broke nine arms back in the day."

" 'Back in the day' meaning last year," Magnus supplied. He looked at the grandfather clock. "Well, time to go."

"Where?" I asked as Charity stood up.

"To dinner." She smirked.

"What do you mean?" I spluttered, "You get the blood delivered to you-"

"Now we can have donors," Magnus explained, "People who know about us who want to let us bite them. But we just drink their blood. Not inject them with the venom."

"OK." I said after a moment.

"Wanna come?" Charity asked me.

"Charity," Magnus groaned.

"It's not that gory," She smiled, "Just a bit... bloody. No pun intended."

"I'll come."

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"This is the house where we're meeting tonight," Magnus said as he parked the car.

It was a perky butter-yellow house, but had all the lights off. The people-Lynn and John- obviously knew that their customers were coming.

"We obviously pay them," Charity said, nodding toward her raggy black tote bag.

A girl probably around nineteen opened the door. She smiled at them-well, at Magnus.

"Hey, Maggy," She smirked.

Then she saw Charity and I. I gave her the 'paws off' look that Charity had coached me on.

"Please," Magnus said in a restrained voice, "Call me Magnus. I prefer no nicknames."

Hah. He let Charity and I call him nicknames. Just not Maggy.

"Who are your friends?" She asked.

"This is Charity"-nods to Charity- "She'll be dining as well tonight. And this is Faith. She's a vampire shifter. She'll be watching."

We walked into the dimly lit house. A boy around Lynn's age walked up, and grinned when he saw Charity.

He got an eye roll for this.

It was pretty straight forward. There was no small talk. Charity simply leaned in and bit him right there. It was not nearly as gruesome as when Slade had bitten Giselle.

Magnus pretty much did the same, and they drank for a few moments before going, "OK, time to leave."

I saw the fang marks on John and Lynn's necks. I couldn't help feeling jealous of Lynn. She got a bite from Magnus.

That sounded weird.

We drove back, and I called my parents to tell them I'd be spending the night with Charity. We rolled out our sleeping bags-Charity has very little furniture- and began to talk. I would fall asleep eventually, Charity, not so much.

Magnus stayed a bit, and I finally dropped down cold.

But I could have sworn that I felt warm lips against my forehead, and a male voice whisper:

"Good night my dear friend."

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Hope you liked that. It's the first time I've written something truly barely making T. Anyway, how many of you think Magnus is hot (I do)? R and R!