Well guess what? Inspiration bit me in the ass, and gave me this! Woot:D

Okay. This chapter is still nice and easy (little slow even :S), but the next one will be a doozy. Very detailed Vampirism and shtuff :) I'll post it within a week surely, I have already written half of it.. :)

Thanks to Jubilee for making me see I f♥cked up on the date on the journalentry. Didin't even realize :$

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Scott yawned again, wider this time, and muttered tiredly:" Thanks Virgil. I should've known you'd find something."

Virgil smiled, and pushed Scott back onto the bed to lie in it properly. Then he took the blanket from another bed and spread it out across the vampire, who was apparently tired after having fed.

Scott was just dozing a little when a last thought came to his mind.

"Who's blood was it, Virg?" He muttered, his voice heavy with sleep. He wanted to know before he went to sleep, but he couldn't really tell why he found it to be important.

"It was mine, Scott.." Virgil whispered. He brushed some stray black locks of hair from Scott's forehead and sighed. "It was mine.. "

He sat down on the side of the bed and found Scott's hand grasping his own. He held the cold appendage to his chest, and straightened the blanket.

"Go to sleep, Scott.." Virgil urged the Tracy heir.

Scott immediately followed his words. In seconds, he was well on his way to dreamland.

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15 December 2065

Virgil and I had to tell Brains about me being a vampire today. Brains had been on his way to dad to report six missing transfusion bags, so Virg and I pretty much intercepted him and explained why. He took it fairly well, (after submitting me to dozens of tests that only proved I'm really dead.) There's only one thing that worries me about this... Now that Brains knows, I probably should be very afraid of more infirmary visits... Like they weren't bad enough when I was still alive...

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Scott shivered as he wrote the last line. He put the pen down after closing his journal and shivered a second time.

That last idea of more check-ups didn't quite appeal to him, he was sick enough of them as it was. The tests he had this afternoon had unsettled him enough.. It seemed as if it was finalizing for him, that it truly happened. He did know before, but it had seemed surreal still. Brains had proved it for him.. He wasn't breathing anymore, his heart didn't beat, his skin was cold to a point it was unlikely in a living human... In other words, he was supposed to be lying ten feet under the ground...

"Hey Scott?" Scott turned around in his seat and he found Virgil lying on his bed, relaxed as if it were his own. It was a surprise he wasn't playing away in the lounge at his piano...

"Yeah Virg?" Scott replied.

Virgil glanced over at Scott and for some reason, he looked a little troubled. "Dad said it's your turn to go to Tracy Enterprises after christmas. You think that'll work out?"

Scott considered it for a minute, but just shrugged. "I guess.. We'll see.." It was apparent he wasn't really in the mood to think ahead that far, even though it was just a few days.

Virgil settled for the answer for the moment and sat up. "Speaking of christmas..." he muttered. "Dad invited Penny and Parker.. But you'll never guess who is coming as well.."

Scott appeared to be thinking for a minute, and then muttered:" I don't know, Ned Cook?"

"Sarcasm isn't your style, Scott." Virgil muttered dryly. "No, dad invited Thomas along.. You know, our secretary? He dropped the subtle hint that he would be all alone this christmas and well, dad couldn't resist inviting him... He said Thomas was pretty persuasive.."

"Hmm.." Scott hummed in thought. "You think he's up to something?"

"I hope not for his sake.." Virgil muttered, looking at his brother. There was a tiny cut on his pale cheek that caught his attention.. He stood up, walked over and sat on the desk.

"Did you cut yourself shaving?" He muttered, absentmindedly poking the cut.

Scott snorted and mumbled:" You try shaving without a reflection..."

Virgil laughed. His gaze went down, and in Scott's neck, he found two faded, little puncturewounds. One could easily mistake them for little moles.. The reason they were there made the smile on his face fall, and a shiver climb up his spine.. He just couldn't get used to it.. The ivory white skin that used to have a nice healthy tan... The sharp fangs in Scott's mouth as he yawned without putting his hand in front of it. The near attack performed by Scott's dark side.. The lack of a heartbeat earlier in the day when Brains had examined Scott.. It all still unsettled Virgil.. So far he had tried to ignore the new side of Scott, knowing he wouldn't get used to it overnight. But he would've thought that by now, he would come to terms with it..

"You okay, Virg?" Scott muttered. He saw the expression on his younger brother's face and wondered what he was thinking. He had his head down and an expression like he had tried to eat a lemon.. Scott could've guessed what it was about, but still thought it would be better if Virgil got it out in the open.

"Yeah... I ..." Stopping to breathe evenly and prevent tripping over his words, Virgil shook his head. "Still can't really get used to the idea of you being.. a creature of the dead as it were.." Virgil whispered. He was staring down at his feet, and missed the flash of hurt cross Scott's face. It was only imaginable Scott himself was hardly used to it.. No one ever told him how he should feed, how he should control himself.. The lady vampire had just fed on him, let him feed and then left him on his own devices..

"Neither can I, Virg." He muttered, looking down on his journal. "Believe me.. Neither can I..."

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Christmas soon arrived, and nearly the entire Tracy family was excited. Especially Gordon, who couldn't stop whining if he could open his gifts already.. It lifted Scott and Virgil's mood greatly, and soon, the christmas spirit was completely unleashed into the family. The particular holiday was always what brought the family together the most. It was the time in the year they were all together and forgot about nearly everything else.

Little did the Tracy's know, this was going to be a christmas unlike any other before.. This would be the first christmas ever spent with a vampire and a threat in the house...

First, Lady Penelope and Parker arrived with Fab 1. Then Thomas the secretary arrived. Jeff had set out to bring in the man himself, and was taxying down the runway by the time Penny and Parker had entered the house. Scott escorted Lady Penelope to the lounge, while Parker made himself useful in the kitchen with Kyrano. And like every year, the two couldn't decide who should serve what to who..

Tin-Tin was the one who finally cut in and sorted them out.. She had watched them for a while -mixed with amusement and frustration- until she had seen enough and decided she had to do something, otherwise they'd be standing there for ages, fighting.

Meanwhile, after the plane was brought in, and it's guest was inside, Thomas was introduced to Penny, Parker and Scott, and finally, the Tracy heir understood why his brothers and father had mistaken him for Thomas.. The resemblance was nearly frightening.. The same clear blue eyes, the same brown black hair, the same strong appearance..

And at the same time, Scott knew the difference between them. It was only when they stood opposite each other that the little details were seen. Thomas lacked the cleft in his chin, the lines around his mouth, Thomas's eyes were more grayish blue, and he hardly had any muscles in his arms..

"You must be Scott.." Thomas had said when he finally came eye to eye with the only Tracy he had never met. Thomas had a friendly smile on his face, but there was something about him that made Scott's insides prickle with unease.

"Yes. And you must be Thomas.." The two shook hands, and exchanged polite smiles. Thomas was quick to pull his hand back again, and Scott noticed with amusement that man was trying hard to rub some warmth back in to the appendage.

His amusement was short lived, when Thomas requested to speak with him in another room.

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Sorry it's so short :O Just to keep you guys in suspense a little longer :P I'll probably fix this chapter when I feel like it, I'm not that crazy about it but it needs to get out of the way :)

Okay, fangirling over a vampire now really, but I seriously have two little moles on the side of my throat that look like a vampirebite :D (I need a life... --')

R & R please:P OH! And let me know if I made some spelling mistakes or something :S I kinda wrote this real fast :S

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Juud18