"Geoffrey…." "John? I-s th-at you?'his body feels like its being filled with warmth, anxiety, relief, nervousness. His heart felt like it was beating again and was migrating higher and higher in his body. "Come find me.." "B-but where" "Geoffrey…" "y-yes?" Geoffrey" "Geoffrey" "GEOFFREY WAKE UP!" He shadow jumped high enough to touch the ceiling. "FECK!" he fell straight on to the bed with a thump. He groaned as he finally got up "Yes what is it you already scared me to heaven and back what do you want!" He growled. "Vice Minister McCullum your attendance is needed in the breakroom as soon as possible on level 8" a secretary of the sleeping quarters says and walks off. He lays his head back for a second before getting up and starting his evening routine quickly.

It was thirty minutes later and the elevator door dinged as it opened to level 8. He walked briskly to the break room surrounded by the sounds of chatting, Alex's god damn portable tv, typing on typewriters and keyboards and a few phones ringing. When he entered the break room, he just knew it was something big because. "Mr McCullum, it's good to see you. You might want to sit down for this.``''Minister Tolbert, what is going on? Why is the ekon affairs head of Scotland yard here? Why isn't anyone else here?" Geoffrey asks in a slightly anxious tone, he is unsure of what exactly he is here for. Minister Tolbert, a middle aged man with graying combed back brown hair was the one the Thatcher government gave the minister seat after he resigned, he had known him as an acquaintance since the late 50s but they were never on a first name basis."McCullum please take a seat on the sofa, Mr Seymour and I will explain everything just, please remain calm and sit down." He reluctantly makes his way to the sofa in the middle of the room and sits down on the middle cushion in a stiff upright position. Mr Seymour an ekon with black hair and lithe build starts.

"Mr McCullum it has come to our sub agencies attention that a prime person of interest that has not been seen in well over 9 years has very recently been sighted here in London and that-". "You found Jonathan!" Geoffrey almost shouts as he shoots to his feet but was stopped when Mr Tollbert put a hand on his shoulder and gently moved him down to seating again. They found him here in the city. He couldn't believe it he could finally see him a-. "As I was saying" continued Mr Seymour "We believe it is Jonathan Reid although he was in different clothes but he also-" the officer hesitated trying to think of how he was going to say this."He was spotted during the daytime" wait what?"He was spotted walking through Piccadilly Circus at around 16:25 completely unaffected by the clear skies London had today".

"But how is that possible? He is not human, how can he survive being out directly?" Geoffrey asks in shock."We do not know at this time how it is possible but we are looking through the ministry archives to see if some vampire sub group could explain it. However we came upon this discovery through the city's CCTV network". Seymour proceeds to turn on the television in front of them, it shows a black and white recording of Piccadilly Circus with its regular crowds of locals and foreign tourists. Seymour presses play and around the main fountain a group of people hanging about when a figure walks by and it takes his breath away.

"That's him" Geoffrey says in awe "That's really him, after ten years." He refocuses himself and sternly asks.``Are you tracking his whereabouts? Where was he heading last time you heard?""He was heading for the old western districts but what does that have to do wit-wait Mr McCullum where are you going?!"Mr Tollbert shouts in surprise as McCullum rushes with near vampiric speed out of the room.``McCullum!" shouts Tollbert but he can't hear anything after that as he sprints to the other end of the floor to the elevator and nearly breaks the elevator buttons by slamming his fist on the call button too hard. A door opens only seconds later and he is in and smashes the 1 and close door buttons. As the doors close and the elevator begins his descent he starts to think to himself.

What I felt when I was asleep was true, it was him. Wait, maybe he can communicate with him now? "Jonathan? Can you hear me? Please its me, Geoffrey". He was almost out of the elevator when a brief burning flash went through his head that made him stop in his tracks to avoid bumping into something. When he opened his eyes again the burning was gone but the part of his mind he shared with Jonathan felt renewed. It felt like a compass telling him which way to go.

He exited the elevator lobby and entered the parking area to his designated parking spot. Geoffrey got into his Audi Quattro. He turned his keys in the ignition with shaky hands, he was almost out of the parking garage when he realized he forgot to put on his seatbelt "oh shite" he laughed wearily as he did it with his shaky uneasy grip. As he drove through the city it was nearing 22:00 hours and the feeling of shaking limbs and anxiety had not left him. When he pulled out of the office he did not really know where he was going to go. He took deep breaths "Just calm down Geoff, just calm yourself" he said to himself even though he didn't even need to breathe but he was doing it anyway. Heck if he could he would probably be sweating into his suit as well.

He was stopped at a traffic light when he thought that maybe some music or some droning radio announcer could soothe his nerves a bit. So he turned it on and listened as the light turned green.
"Good evening it's now top of the hour at 10 o'clock and we will round you down with some quick headlines starting with". As the announcer went on he could finally start to relax into the driver's seat and have his worries fade a little. He really needed to get out of the office. Maybe running out of the office truly was a good idea after all.. "And now that is the headlines at this hour. It is 10:05 and that means it's time for the love hour, and starting us off is Phil Collins and his chart topping hit Easy Lover". Okay forget everything he just thought it was a horrible idea to turn the radio on. He was easily in the western side of the city and that fecking love song is causing his thoughts to race and his limbs to start shaking again.

He pulls to a stop on the side of the road and shuts off the car just to start breathing. He opened the door and got out, closing it behind him. Wait a minute, where was he…how far had he? Of course it would be here. He was in West End, he turned his eyes up and he saw it for the first time in god knows how many years. The Reid family mansion in all of its glory was right in front of him. Even after all of these years with the depression, the war and the fall of the empire, you could still feel the posh assholry in every inch of this area. He slowly walked up the front porch steps to the door. He wondered if it was still there? He stuck his hand into a crack in the side of the wall and his fingers touched metal. He took out the key and used it to unlock and open the door and shut it closed behind him. The decor had not changed a bit since he was last here more than 13 years ago. He hears the sound of a tv going in a sitting room, and walks slowly into the room at the end of the hall. The TV on the waist high shelf was on BBC 1 and was currently showing Sportsnite. It was the only light in the room. It was exactly as it looked with only a few minor changes since 1972. Much of the furniture may have changed from 1919 but the floors, walls and pictures were the same. He moved to the middle of the room on top of the black rug to take a closer look at everything.

He squints and notices something about the room and in fact the whole house."Why does it all look like it has been cleaned recently?" he whispers to himself as he looks at the pictures on the wall in front of him. He then hears a wispy sound and then he is on the floor. He grunts as he impacts the ground and immediately starts to fight his way out of the grip. He manages to maneuver himself onto his back causing the assailant to briefly lose his grip when he opens his eyes and stops. "Jonathan?"