I DO NOT OWN LOST BOYS ONLY THE SITUATION AND MY OC LEAH. I know some of this may be against character but it's my first fanfic and I am writing others that are more dark and closer to character, also I'll explain why people seem the way they do. I don't mind criticism if it's to help not hurt. Ideas or requests are also welcomed. Thank you to everyone who followed, favorited, and reviewed.

Ch.2

I was tired but happy because we had a plan.

Max said he'd be proud to have me in his family and I guess that was his way of letting me know I'm cool. The boys seemed pretty pumped so I was happy.

I was going to drink the blood wine when we get to the cave and wait a few days.

Wait because we needed to see if Michael would show up.

Max believes that it will be in a few days though he won't share his reasons with lil ol' me.

If the Emersons do show up I'll stay a halfling so I can help protect Marko when they try to stake them. My idea since Max still wants to try to make Lucy his bride. He seemed so excited it was kinda funny.

Seemed a bit fast but I doubted any of these vamps do slow.

Paul wanted to just go over and kill the Frogs right away but Max said to wait and to see if they say anything to me 'cause apparently I'm his wanna be spy or something.

I don't know, I just do what I'm told.

If they proved to be to much of a threat then we'd take them out before they can influence Sam.

When I asked about Star there were growls all over the room. The boys were hurt by her betrayal even if she annoyed them.

I said maybe I could talk to her and try to sort stuff out, like have her drink criminals blood or donated after her first kill. They didn't seem to convinced but agreed.

Max said maybe she'll live with Michael after the change but until then he'd let me handle it, much to my surprise and slight delight.

After discussing all this and the boys telling me that we'll have plenty of time to 'get to know each other' we took off for the cave.

That was another thing, they seemed very affectionate. I'm not complaining though!

I asked about it, which I did with a small amount of hesitation since I didn't want them to stop. David had gave me a small but reassuring smile and said they would explain it after I drank the blood.

So here I am holding on tight to David as we ride like the wind to the cave.

I look around and see the boys howling and laughing. I can't believe I'm in this group of crazies instead of just watching and fantasizing about them.

I don't know what brought me here but I am definitely all for staying.

It's not like I had a lot back home going for me. A small apartment, one friend, distant parents, and- no I don't wanna think about that life just my new one.

I guess my face showed my unhappy thoughts because I felt David place a hand on my leg making me look up into his eyes.

"Alright there Kitten?" he yelled over the roars of the bikes.

Seeing concern in this man's eyes warms my heart since I've only seen any true emotion from his character when Marko died.

But they aren't just characters anymore are they?

This might take a little time to fully sink in.

I nodded and smiled before laying my head on his shoulder getting another squeeze in response.

Finally we pulled up to the cliffs and I am practically bouncing in excitement. Though when Marko and Paul grabbed my hands and started dragging me down I couldn't help but yelp.

They all stopped and looked at me. "Um...I'm afraid of heights" I confess.

"Well chica", Paul laughed, "That's gonna suck when you fly".

I open my mouth to retort when I got swept up by Dwayne leaving a pouting Paul and Marko behind while David walks ahead lighting the trash cans.

David starts on his whole speech on how they found the hotel until he sees me in Dwayne's arms looking at him with a smile.

"Right, guess you've heard this before huh?" he smirked as Dwayne set me down but wrapped his arms around my middle from behind me.

"Once or twice" I giggled knowing it was way more than that.

"So", David sat in his wheelchair throne and gestured for me. Dwayne gave a playful growl before kissing my neck and moving to a couch.

I went over and David once again pulled me onto his lap, nuzzling my neck as Paul rolled a joint at the fountain. Dwayne watched from his corner of the couch or better described as the cave library, and I couldn't see Marko so I assumed he was with his birds.

"So" David repeated. "You ready for this Kitten?" he asked as he started licking and sucking my neck making me moan and grip his shirt.

I heard other growls around the room. Dwayne and Paul were watching us with hungry looks while I was a little surprised to see Marko next to us holding the bottle and biting his nail hiding his Cheshire cat smirk. Though, I did notice his eyes looked a bit darker.

David bit harder on my neck wanting my attention. "Ah David" I moaned and he responded by holding me firmer in his lap, his arousal pressing against mine.

"We'll finish this later Kitten" David said with dark promise that the others echoed with their low chuckles. "But right now", he took the bottle from Marko, "Drink".

I took the bottle and brought it to my lips.

I could see all the boys watching me with an array of emotions; excitement, lust, hope, and determination.

I knew this was the point of no return.

I had talked a big talk but could I back it up? Could I put aside my morals and most of my humanity and give into the darkness that was these four boys?

What if they tired of me or decided they didn't even want me. Like their attentions were just a passing fancy.

This was a heartbreaking thought because I wanted them, each one of them and I don't think I could stand seeing them with someone else.

It was selfish, I know.

Looking around I knew even if they didn't want me like I wanted them just being close to them, being a part of them would be enough.

Sad but true.

So not allowing myself more time to think I tipped the bottle back and took a few large gulps of the most delicious liquid I have ever tasted.

I barley heard the boys cheering as the taste overtook me. So sweet yet with a coppery undertone.

The bottle was pulled away from me but before I could voice any protests David's lips had captured mine in a harsh kiss that killed all words in my throat.

I groaned and ran my hands in his surprisingly soft hair giving it small tug which had him growling and pulling back to look at me with pure lust and hunger.

I was pulled away from a panting David and met the deep eyes of Dwayne. He held me against him pressing our chests together as he tilted my up head and kissed me. He was gentler than David but definitely no less passionate.

He pulled back, though he seemed reluctant, and turned me away to face Marko.

Marko kissed me and nibbled on my lip grinning into the kiss when I gasped and he could slip his tongue in. He also pulled away sooner than either of us would have liked.

I looked at Paul who lifted me and had me wrap my legs around his waist as he grabbed my ass.

"Perv" I muttered before he overtook my lips.

In each kiss it felt like a piece of them was going into me while I gave them a piece of me back.

When David spoke Paul put me down and spun me so I could see everyone.

"Now you're ours Kitten" he said while the others nodded there agreement. "Only ours", he added.

"Only if you're mine, only mine" I said.

I didn't want them if I couldn't actually keep them. I am not a toy.

They all stood still for a second exchanging glances until a decision seemed to have been reached.

David, the apparent spokesperson said, "Only yours" as they gathered around me stroking my hair, face, and arms or in pervy Paul's case my ass.

I giggled and petted them back making us all laugh.

"Come on Kitten, sun will be up soon" David said as he took my hand and they led me out of the main area and into a room I'd never seen in the movie. I wasn't too surprised since they did live in a huge hotel.

The room was beautiful in shades of golds and blues with a four poster bed and a vanity in the corner. Even through the dust I could see the beauty.

Each boy kissed me goodnight, um good morning? either way I got more kisses as they left to go deeper into their cave like room.

After cleaning the bed off I stripped off my shirt and skirt and threw them onto my jacket on a chair and laid down in my bra and underwear deciding to leave on the garter and thigh highs.

I started to drift off thinking of all that had happened in the last few hours.

My last thought being 'I hope it's real', before I gave into sleep.