I dedicate this fanfiction to my girlfriend and all my readers, reviewers and the beta reader wallaceb.

I am happy to see that my followers who are not register on this site are still reading it, I was afraid you were gone away believing this story was over...

Here I am with the new chapter, just back from three days of Celtic festival I immediately set to work.

CHAPTER 17 - The warmth of the morning Sun

The vampiress was hypnotized by her reflection; she could not look away from the mirror. Too many emotions were going through her mind to be able to move, until she felt a hand resting on her shoulder, startling her.

The girl was alone on the mirror, so she shifted her gaze to her father beside her. He smiled, even though his eyes made Mavis realize there was nothing to be happy about, but she did not care, having her father beside her gave her safety in any situation.

Dracula then tried to joke about it:

"Now you know what it feels like to not see who is behind you in the mirror!"

Mavis smiled and the vampire continued:

"Jonny told me how scared him you in the bathroom, naughty little vampire!"

"He didn't tell you the rest, right?" Mavis said chuckling, dragging down the atmosphere of laughter that had arisen.

Dracula suddenly stopped laughing and then immediately Mavis did also, who realized she had said too much.

"What would Jonny have to say to me?"

"Ehmmmmmm..." The girl had no idea what to say, but her father continued to stare at her waiting for an answer.

"It was the occasion when we kissed with tongue..." Mavis said with her face completely red from embarrassment.

Dracula smiled, as Mavis, a bit surprised, said:

"That's it? Don't you want to say anything? I thought you'd be angry. You roared during our little kisses..."

"I? Angry? No! I only desire to crumple Jonny up like an incorrectly written letter!" Said the vampire miming with his hands crumpling something up with an ironic angry look, then suddenly he became calm and continued:

"But, I'm not angry."

"Dad!" Mavis grumbled, crossing her arms and looking at her father with a reproaching look.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds before bursting into an amused laugh.

Mavis gave a sigh of relief inside, her father did not know anything about how she was carried away by lust and had taken the boy with violence.

"Come on, little bat, it's almost dawn, I'll take you to your room, you must be tired after all that has happened."

Mavis agreed with a nod of her head, then Dracula took her hand and they walked.

While they crossed the corridor of the infirmary, Mavis turned to the door of Jonathan's room trying to look inside through the grate, but she was yanked by her father who had not noticed she had stopped.

"Ouch! What are you doing? You're hurting me!"

"No, no, no..." Drac said softly, then he took her by the shoulders looking into her face smiling and then:

"It's better that you don't see Jonathan in those conditions. Do not worry about him, he will take a while to stabilize because I do not have human blood to give him, but he will recover."

"How long do you think it will take?"

"I do not know the transformation into a vampire is complete only when both the blood and the spirit are strong enough to keep him alive.

Unfortunately you drank almost all of Jonathan's blood and you have infused in him with only a small amount of your own, so he is extremely debilitated both physically and spiritually, not to mention the silver arrow wound will probably slow the transformation."

"But, if I almost bled him to death, even his soul is very weak now?"

"Yes, but while the spirit does not regenerate by itself, the soul is capable of resetting while standing at rest. At this time Jonathan is not strong enough to control his spirit, so I don't want you to see him now that he is a real monster."

Mavis sighed, and then she put a hand on the door and said in a low voice:

"Jonathan, come round soon... please..."

To the vampiress a moment from the horrible dream came to mind, if it was a dream, of the day before, but she chose to forget about it.

The two came to the room and Mavis sat down on her bed.

The girl could not look away from the mirror; it was too strange to see her own reflection. Dracula said nothing, he did not want scare his daughter any more than she already was, so he just hugged her lovingly, then he turned toward her.

"Do not worry, honey-corpse! Now rest, you're hurt and it's not good to tire yourself."

Dracula turned to leave, but he was stopped by her voice.

"Dad, there's something I need to tell you..."

"Yes, tell me, I'm listening." Said Dracula again approaching the bed.

"What would you do if I don't survive?"

The girl's words caught the vampire off guard; he felt that beautiful atmosphere of laughter and lightheartedness that was between them collapsing. Drac took a while to recover.

"W-what questions are these? Don't say that even as a joke!" He said worried

"You get rid of your demon? You follow the revenge?" The girl had a cold voice that brought back to mind the time when Mavis asked him to erase her memory after the Jonny escaped, so he tried to joke:

"Don't make me think about it! I get goose bumps just talking about it! And why do you ask me this?"

"Because I already know what you would do, I've already seen it..."

Dracula was confused.

"What do you mean?"

Mavis was silent a moment, then continued raising her face to her father.

"Dad, can we vampires have visions about the future?"

"No, we have many powers, but we are not seers."

"However I've seen it..."

"See what?" The father still did not understand what worried his daughter so much.

"Everything. It was so real that I don't even know if this is a dream or not."

"What are you talking about, explain." Dracula knelt in front of his daughter, in order to be at her same height.

"I obeyed you and I did not bite Jonathan, but when I got to the hotel he was already dead and, out of desperation and loneliness, I killed myself spearing my heart with the trident of triton in the fountain. I spent a week in that dream, the emotions I felt, and the pain of my wounds ... it was all so damn real. Even after my death I continued to see what was happening at the hotel, you became cruel and vindictive enough to take control of the other monsters and start a crusade against humans, collapsing the castle behind you."

Dracula was disconcerted by the horrific story of his daughter; he lowered his head resting on his hands remaining a moment to ponder what the girl had said.

He knew perfectly well she was right; the only thing that prevented him from committing revenge was just his daughter who he wanted to protect at all costs.

The vampire looked up to Mavis.

"That's terrible... Are you sure it wasn't just your imagination?"

"No, I'm sure I've seen the future. Everything that has happened at the hotel when I got back has been the same as what I had dreamt, luckily I was able to change my destiny..." Mavis' voice was calmer.

Mavis hugged her father, who reciprocated saying to her with a reassuring father's voice:

"My little one, don't worry, I'm there with you, and you and Jonny will get well soon, so whether imagination or premonition it doesn't matter."

"I love you dad..."

The girl smiled tightening her father more, she had finally calmed down.

"I leve you too, honey. But now I have an important meeting, I highly recommend you rest."

Said that, the vampire kissed his daughter's forehead, and then he left the room leaving her alone.

Mavis tried to lie down on the bed for a while, but she had too many thoughts in her head to sleep. In addition she couldn't look away from the mirror, which was certainly larger than Jonathan's mobile phone monitor, so the girl came down from bed and looked back at her reflection.

Mavis slid the straps of her nightgown down her arms. The silk of her gown slid down her naked body caressing it gently.

It was not like last time, she had only her belly and face bandaged, and she had no scars on her chest.

When she remembered what Jekyll had done to her she felt a shiver, but fortunately this time the girl was able, telling the surgeon about the premonition, to convince him not to hurt her body even more.

Even the Sun burns and bruises from the fight had already disappeared and her face was cleaner without the scratches and the black eye. Jonathan's blood gave her enough energy to increase her healing speed. Only the silver wounds had not yet healed completely, she could not see them under the bandages, but they would not hurt her.

Then she looked deep into her red eyes:

"It's true; they are beautiful as always like Dad said. He called them sapphire gems, but now they seem like rubies..."

While Mavis was saying this, the mirror began to shine, through the window behind her came the sunrise light.

The vampiress would normally have to run to close the curtains, but it seemed that the light of day did not scare her, so she let herself be overwhelmed by sunlight making her eyes even more colorful and bright, just like a precious gemstone.

There was a moment of silence, and then she looked at her hands illuminated by the Sun. She had never felt this feeling of warmth on her skin, it was really relaxing.

I wrote the chapter 17 long ago, but then before you publish the site Italian I reread it and came to my mind that I added some dialogues, the chapter has almost doubled, so I had to split into two parts.
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