Kendall's P.O.V.

I don't know what it is, but I love the smell of fresh leather. And I mean, real leather, just taken off a cow. I know it's kind of sick but growing up on a ranch I was always around the cows and horses and sheep and to understand the value of hard work, my dad showed me how to use every part of the cow and it paid off. I'm sort of a sob when it comes to meat I eat, and the leather I wear. It has to be real. SO putting on the brand new black leather belt I got just two days ago, as I got ready for work, I couldn't help but smile. As I buckled it up I glanced up at myself in my bathroom mirror and reached out. I wiped off the mirror getting it clear of the steam from my shower. I ran a hand through my hair and looked down at my bare chest and stomach. I gently traced over a scar on my lower stomach and sighed out softly turning to my closet. I opened it up quick and grabbed a plain white button up shirt, and a plain white undershirt. I hung them over my arm and stepped into a pair of plain black shinny shoes, the socks already on my feet. I set my shirts down on the counter and bent down quick, tying my shoes. When I stood up I heard a crack of lightening from outside and quickly grabbed a sports coat also from my closet before closing it. I grabbed my shirts, turned off the bathroom light and stepped out of it, going to my bed. I set my things down as I grabbed my watch on my night stand and snapped it on. I then picked up a cross necklace I wore every day since getting it from my mother at age 19. I opened the top drawer of my nightstand and grabbed a rather large pocket knife I got from my father at age 15, and slipped it into my pants pocket. I grabbed my shirts and jacket again, and headed out of my room into the hallway. Before walking out into the kitchen, I stopped by Logan's room and stood in the doorway of the open doors. Sleeping in Logan's huge bed, tucked under dark blue comforters was a very beautiful girl that I couldn't stop staring at last night. She was still sound asleep and I could see the braid Logan helped her do was falling out, probably form her tossing and turning. But with her hair back, off her face, I could see all the beautiful freckles and tiny little button nose, all the more. She was a knock out, but right now, my mind told me she was a victim. She wasn't really, seeing as Logan and Carlos slaughtered the three guys who attacked her, but she asked for my help and I was going to give it to her. Which meant, no matter how pretty she was, I was a cop, and she was a victim.

I walked out into the kitchen and put my white button up and jacket on the back of a bar stool. I pulled my white under shirt on and walked to the coffee pot. I stopped right in front of it as soon as I had my shirt over my head. I paused with my shirt half way down and frowned at the full coffee pot. I hadn't even been out here this morning at all. Which meant Logan was finally home. Just as I started to turn to look out in the living room, he jumped up on the counter by me, shirtless in a pair of black basketball shorts. James's. "Morning buddy. You get something to eat?" I finished pulling my shirt down and he laughed nodding looking out past me. "Thanks for making coffee. I didn't get much sleep."

"You know I have sleeping pills for that exact reason." I shrugged pulling a dark red mug down from the cupboard looking right at him. His eyes were a nice light brown, and he looked very…relaxed. Which told me one of two things. He saw James and got laid, or he hasn't eaten.

"Catch anything good out there?" He laughed bending slightly at the waist and put his head in his hands. I set my coffee cup down and put a hand on the back of his neck. "You need anything?"

"I hate doing that Kendall." I laughed and took my hand off him walking towards the mini fridge in the laundry room, tucked away in the corner. I knelt down and opened the door reaching in quick. "I got a deer tonight. And it was a young one." I simply grabbed a small black box and opened it up. Inside were about six vials full of my blood. I grabbed one, closed the box and slid it back into the fridge, closing it hard. I stood back up, turned and held the vile out as I walked back to the coffee pot. "So as I was out something hit me." Logan rose up and took the vile from me opening it quick. I leaned against the counter and watched him tip the vile back, closing his eyes, drinking the whole thing. He finished quick running his tongue over his bottom lip handing me the empty vile. "Why didn't I freak out over her blood last night?"

"It was cleaned up before you came up to the bar." He shook his head sliding off the counter and walked to the sink. He turned on the water and I started to make my coffee.

"No…in the alleyway. She was stabbed Kendall. She was bleeding out. I didn't even react. Not only that, the other three weren't even concerned either. That cut was deep enough for me to smell a mile away. At least it should have been. I couldn't even smell her." I frowned stirring in some sugar into my black coffee and turned to look at the back of Logan's head as he put some dishes in the dish washer. "Why is that?"

"You tell me genius." He sighed out hard and I snickered walking to the fridge. I pulled it open and grabbed a plastic bowl full of fresh fruit. "Maybe it has to do with her gift. Or her dad." Logan only shrugged and I sat at the bar putting my fruit and coffee on the counter top. "What do you think is going to happen if she finds him? How do you think James will react?" Logan glanced up and smiled small turning off the water grabbing a dish cloth.

"Well considering the last time James saw his dad he was abandoning him and his mom, after beating his mom. James doesn't go to the gym every day for my benefit, although I appreciate it." I made a gagging sound before eating my strawberry and he chuckled. "He's told me before…he wants to have a face to face with his dad so he can hurt him, like he hurt his mom. I don't think James is every going to be okay with him. And I don't blame him." I threw a grape into my mouth and looked down shaking my head. "You have to promise me something Kendall." I looked up to not see Logan in front of the sink. Instead he was beside me climbing up on the stool next to me. I let him wrap both arms around my one, and lay his head down on my shoulder. "About the chemist who is supposedly here. If push comes to shove…I want to be cured. But not until we get Becca taken care of. I'm more helpful that way."

"What do you think is going to happen?" He stayed quiet and I chuckled putting another strawberry in my mouth. "Have you seen something already?" He pushed off me and I turned my head to look at him.

"I may have seen you and Becca. You were on the ground Kendall. And she had blood on her. I couldn't tell what was wrong with you, I just know I wasn't there. And neither was Carlos. It scares me." I frowned and he looked at me mirroring my expression.

"You trust her?" His mouth parted and I put up a hand shaking my head. "I'm not trying to be a dick…but the girl can kill people with a thought and a touch. That's not safe."

"She's not a murderer. She's a frightened women with a rare gift she doesn't want. If she wants to find her dad, who happens to be James's dad, I want to help. Which means you want to help. And Carlos." I laughed and looked in front of us at our clean, huge kitchen. "Oh by the way…mom called last night. She said she could sense something was wrong. I told her, you and I were okay and we met James's little sister. I didn't go into details, not like she wanted any. She and dad hate James's dad."

"Who doesn't?" He smiled and played with a tiny little salt shaker looking down at it. "Do you want me to stay home today? You know I can. I'll probably be sitting at my desk writing up dumb ass reports."

"What were you thinking about, last night? That made Carlos disgusted with you?" He gave me side eye and I blushed looking down at my bowl of fruit. "Was it about Becca? Cause…you're a pervert."

"I have to go to work." I slid off the stool and grabbed my white button up shirt. I undid my belt and slipped my shirt inside my pants. I buttoned the shirt up and then redid my pants. "Call me if you need anything." I looked at Logan as I pulled my sports coat on and he nodded putting his chin on one hand, watching me. "If you see James today…go easy on him." He closed his eyes, nodding again and I sighed out. "See ya Loges." He opened his eyes, gave me a big fake smile and slid off his stool. I turned, knowing he would follow and grabbed my wallet and keys off the counter heading towards the garage door. I swung it open, stepping out and let Logan hit the button to open the actual garage door. I went to my car and unlocked it slipping my wallet into my pocket of my pants.

"Be careful Kendall. I know Carlos. He's gonna try to sniff out James's dad. If you find him…call me, okay?" I put one leg in my car and nodded slowly at Logan as he leaned against the door frame, crossing his arms over his chest. "And if you happen to talk to James first tell him I love him. And to call me when he's cooled off." I again nodded and he sighed out shaking his head. "I love you big bro." I chuckled getting in my car and shut the door fast. I put my key in the ignition and rolled down my window sticking my head out.

"Love you too little bro." He laughed turning and got in the house, shutting the door softly.

Becca's P.O.V.

"Just remember…the only thing that's wrong with you, is that you love with all your heart. You aren't a freak, and no one loves you more than me." Her beautiful face lit up. She reached out and touched my cheek shaking her head. Her blonde hair shook around her face and I started to get up. Her hand went down to my arm and she squeezed hard. "If you find your father…do not let him make you feel weak. You are a strong, wonderful person. Don't you ever forget that." I smiled and bent down kissing her cheek softly. "I love you Rebecca. Please…stay my beautiful Lilly." I squeezed my eyes shut hard and hoped she wouldn't see my tears. "I love you Becca…"

I shot up in my bed, sweat pouring off my face. I took in a hard breath, gasping hard and kicked the heavy blankets off me. In the darkness of the room, I stumbled out of the bed and went towards a half way closed door, hoping it was the bathroom. I shoved the door open and flipped on a light to my right. I squinted at the brightness, but hurried to the sink turning the faucet on, full blast. I put my hands together and cupped them, letting water fill up. I aggressively splashed the water on my face and swallowed hard. The water was ice cold, and it felt amazing on my hot skin. After splashing my face once more, I stood myself up and looked at myself in the mirror. I wiped water off my face and grabbed a black towel on the counter. I dabbed at my face and wiped at my neck. As I put the towel back on the counter I heard a soft voice from out in the kitchen area and turned to walk out. I kept the bathroom light on so I could see where I was going and walked out of the room, into the equally dark hallway. As I walked further out I could hear the talking getting louder, and realized, whoever was talking, was by himself. Or on the phone. "Not since Ashley…you know Kendall. He doesn't settle. He has ridiculously high standards that no one women could ever meet. But that's not why I called you." I stopped at the end of the hallway and leaned against it, seeing Logan sitting at the head of the dining room table. Well actually…he was sitting on the table, at the head of the table. In front of him was a huge puzzle, with teeny tiny pieces. I frowned as he sat up a little and moved his phone to his other ear. "If the weather stays cloudy and dark today I might come see you, but in the meantime do you think you could do some research for me…well it's about blood. A specific type. One that four hungry, vicious vampires wouldn't be affected by." I frowned checking around the house, seeing that it was just Logan sitting out there. Which meant Kendall had left, probably for work. "Well it's about the girl we just talked about…she got stabbed Katie. She was bleeding from her stomach, yet here all four of us were and no one was foaming at the mouth. Why do you think that would be?" Quickly I put a hand over my stomach remembering I had got stabbed and swallowed hard. "No. She's a death dealer. And apparently she's James's sister. Well half-sister. And apparently their dad is half seerer, half vamp. He has to be. That's how this type of person is made. Her mom is human and…do you think I should risk it? Kendall went to work." He paused and I watched him slowly start to get off the table. I took about 10 steps backward and waited, to see if he was going to come towards me. "Maybe she can do it herself. She's asleep now…but might be waking up. I'll either call you or come see you and mom today…okay. Love you too. Bye Katie bug." I tensed up and started to walk back down the hall towards Logan. When I made it to the end I saw him walking to the living room holding onto his cat. I softly cleared my throat and he turned quick, smiling big. He was wearing a white pull over hoodie and black basketball shorts. And compared to last night, he looked a lot more…approachable. He had a five o'clock shadow on his chin and his cheeks and the tiny black cat in his arms made him look soft. It made me feel comfortable enough to walk out towards the kitchen, as if it was my own. "Good morning. How are you feeling?" I chuckled opening up the fridge and was grateful for the bottles of water lined up perfectly in rows. I grabbed one, shut the door and turned to see Logan right behind me. "Can I check your stiches?" I nodded and reached down grabbing the hem of my shirt. I lifted it and raised my head watching Logan bend down a little and gently touch my skin. His fingers were ice cold and they felt fantastic. "You look very flustered. And you're very warm. Do you feel sick?"

"Well I was having a weird dream that woke me up out of a dead sleep. But my stomach does hurt pretty bad." He looked up at me and I smiled. "But my head isn't as bad."

"Good. I was really worried that would have been worse." He stood up straight and gently brushed hair out of my face shaking his head. "I gotta tell ya…if I didn't feel completely at ease around you, I would be terrified of you. No offense." I laughed walking around him and went straight out towards the living room.

"After knowing me for less than 24 hours, you think you know enough about me, to not be afraid?" Before I sat down, he was kneeling in front of the huge brick fireplace putting logs in it. "So you moving so quick…that's because you're a vampire?"

"Yup…when I was a human, my speed was slower than a turtle going through a pile of peanut butter. It's a blessing, really." I smiled sitting down on the couch and pulled my legs up to my chest shivering. I noticed the huge bay window open to my right but said nothing of it to Logan as he started a fire. "So I have sort of an idea of how today can go…if you're up to it, I was thinking I could take you around town. Start to look for your dad. I know James and Kendall and Carlos will hate it, but you're perfectly safe with me and I think I'm safe with you. Of course…this is all weather permitting. If it gets sunny, I'll burn up." I frowned looking out at the dark stormy skies shaking my head.

"I would love to start looking for him. That's why I'm here." Logan stood slowly and turned to me. I swallowed a hard lump and looked him dead in the eyes. "Who were you talking to on the phone, about me?" He laughed pulling his hoodie off his body and gently tossed it to me. I quickly glanced down his sculpted chest and stomach but quickly pulled on his hoodie, grateful for the warmth.

"So you were listening? I knew I heard something." I couldn't help my smile as I pulled the hoodie on, and when it was on, I saw Logan sitting next to me, sighing out hard. "It was my baby sister. Kendall and mine…we have a little sister who works as a RN out in the city. She knows about me…she helps Kendall and I out a lot. I told her how weird it was, that I wasn't effected by your blood. And neither were the three who attacked you." I frowned sitting up and opened my water. As I drank, he continued. "I don't think it's anything serious. It's just odd." I swallowed the cold water, grateful and nodded. "Since were going to be with each other, you should know…I'm an open book. If you want to know anything, I won't hesitate to tell you. Don't be afraid to ask me something." I nodded again and he looked out over at the fire. "So…the first thing I would like to do is find out how much you can do. Physically." I laughed and started to stand myself up.

"Well…not much. You saw my stab wound."

"Well than I'd like to teach you a few things. Just in case." I stood up straight and looked down at Logan who laughed and stood up. "I don't think you'll ever leave my side, or Kendall's or Carlos's or James's but just in case…"

"This is part of the reason my mom wanted me to find my dad. SO I could learn how to defend myself." He stood up slowly keeping his head down and I smiled. "It wouldn't hurt to learn a few things. As long as you promise not to be too rough." He snapped his had up quick and an almost evil smirk spread across his face. He gently grabbed my upper arm and before I could do anything, I was in the air, about to fall onto the floor hard. This was going to be a long day.

So I'm trying this out…the two P.O.V. in one chapter. Tell me what you think. DO you like it…hate it? Tell me, Tell me, Tell me!