Simon's eyelids fluttered open. His head was pounding. He tried to reach up to feel his head, but found his hands were restrained. He could see shadows moving around him. He blinked a few times to clear his vision, but everything was still slightly blurred. He thought a few times he would see a person standing around him, but when he tried to look they were gone, replaced by shadow. He laid his head back and closed his eyes for a moment, trying to calm his throbbing head. He tried to think back to when he had been taken. He was lying in bed, reading. Baz was hunting. Simon heard a shatter from downstairs and ran down the hall. After that, nothing. Just black and pain. A light slap to the face pulled him back to reality. Simon shot his head up and glared. A very familiar vampire was sneering above him.

"Nicodemus" snarled Simon, trying to seem threatening. Nicodemus smiled and laughed.

"Mister Snow" he said, clapping his hands. Nicodemus turned and grabbed a glass from the table behind him. Simon quickly looked around, trying to recognize where he was, but he couldn't. The only familiar thing in the room was Nicodemus's grinning face. He walked towards Simon, holding out a glass of water. Simon lashed out with his leg, trying to kick him, but Nicodemus grabbed his leg and bent it back. Simon whimpered and bit his lip, trying not to scream. Nicodemus leaned in and whispered: "try that again and I'll cut them off". Simon didn't try that again.

Nicodemus dropped Simon's leg and laughed as if someone had just told him a funny joke. Simon winced and looked at him like he was a madman. Which he was. Nicodemus pulled another chair over beside Simon and took a long sip from a flask in his jacket. Simon glared at him the entire time, mouth set in a thin line. While Nicodemus drank, Simon looked around the dim room. He could make out a few things, like a table cluttered with papers and empty bottles. Even from where he sat, Simon could smell the alcohol on him. A single candle burnt in the corner. A couple of bookshelves lined the wall to his left, though he couldn't read the titles. A large door stood shut across from him. Nicodemus finally finished off his flask and placed a grimy hand on Simons shoulder. His wings ruffled in discomfort and his tail stiffened. Simon looked at him coolly from the side of his eyes. Nicodemus squinted at him and laughed again, turning beet red.

"Do you know why you're here, Mister Snow?" Asked Nicodemus, still not moving his hand from Simons shoulder. Simon blinked slowly and nodded his head, looking straight forward. Nicodemus laughed and clapped his hand on Simons shoulder, making him wince.

"Aha! Smart lad! So, I think that we should talk first" he said, crossing his legs and folding his hands in his lap. "So, how have you been?"
Simon furrowed his eyebrows.

"Not too well at the moment"

"Well, that's because I have you all tied up"

"Exactly"
Nicodemus frowned at his flask. He up-ended it over his hand and thirstily licked at the last drop that fell into his palm.

"How about Baz? How's Mr. Kingie been lately?" He asked, slurring his words. Simon tensed at Baz's name.

"I wouldn't exactly know" said Simon, squaring his jaw. Nicodemus laughed again, spit lolling out over his mouth. He snorted and wiped it away.

"Hm, guess not" he said, eyes glazed. "Well" he said suddenly, clapping and standing. "Let's get down to business"
Simon jumped, recoiling as Nicodemus's fangs extended. He roughly pushed Simon's head back, revealing the full length of his neck. Simon grunted and tried to lash out at him, but he gave Simon a hard slap and he stopped struggling as much. A few tears made their way down his face, clinging to his chin before falling.

Simon closed his eyes.

He could feel Nicodemus's breath on his neck.

Then he felt his fangs grazing his skin.

He called one last memory of him and Baz lying on the floor of their room in Watford, holding hands and laughing.

Then he felt nothing.

A/N: Sorry for the really short, rushed chapter! I had an orchestra concert tonight, so I didn't have as much time to work on this one as I would've liked