Monster

I just want to say thanks very much to everyone who reviewed especially Geraldine la Bella who actually listened to the John Lennon song and left a very long review, but also Tweaty hobbs who left an equally long review! I was so excited when I saw how long these were. And also thanks to Mickey the Mouse, who was first reviewer for Chapter 5, Davidian, Raging Raven, Sophia, fangsgirl007, and Maggie (so glad you liked it girl! You're my best friend.), NeonNissa, and Patty08 who also gave a very long review and for listening to the Lennon song! Thank you everyone.

Sorry this isn't very long, but I hope you think it's just as awesome.


Warning: have some tissues ready.

And yes I have left out one reviewer because you decided to review 3 chapters after you declared I was promoting Satan, and now you want me to update soon. Well I'm updating, but it's not for you, because you really hurt my feelings, and I was shocked to see that you had the nerve to review again. You had no right to say that about my chapter and I want an apology. At least I'm not saying your name right out, even though I should.

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights or characters to Blood and Chocolate. I only own Tristan, Gérard, and Julien (who is dead! Yay!) Nor do I own the lyrics to "A Reminder" by Radiohead! Please listen to it when you're reading, you can probably listen to it on Rhapsody.

I'm glad I was able to trick you all into thinking Gabriel was dead, even though it was hard writing that part.

Story time!

Vivian dragged herself to the couch, blankets trailing her. Mechanically she made up the sofa then curled up into a ball with the phone. Slowly she dialed her mother's number, tears trailed down her cheeks as she listened to the phone ring.

"Hello?" Esme's voice asked.

"Hey mom." She choked out.

"Vivian? What's the matter honey? Why are you calling so late?"

"It's Gabriel…he's sick." Tears coarsed down her cheeks as she could hear Gabriel's moans of pain.

Esme could easily hear Vivian crying over the phone and when she had first mentioned Gabriel's name Esme thought he had hurt her little girl.

"What do you mean sick, precious?"

"There was another loup-garou, his name's Julien, and he had this type of disease that was making him go insane and he came after me. Gabriel tried to fight him off but I-I didn't listen to him!" Vivian started to cry even harder as her mother tried to calm her down.

When Vivian calmed down she continued slowly: "Julien bit Gabriel, and Gabriel changed back to his human form, and oh goddess, mom…I thought he was dead. And then Julien chased me into the house, he was trying to rape me!"

Esme listened in horror, wishing she had been there so that she could have ripped Julien's throat out personally.

"Then Gabriel came in, and threw Julien out…they started to fight more, and then he bit him again."

Esme listened to the rest of the story and when it was over, her daughter was a complete mess on the other line.

"Where is Gabriel now?"

"In our room, I'm in the living room, because Tristan said I shouldn't sleep with him…Gabriel doesn't recognize me anymore." She choked out.

"Oh, sweetie, do you want me to drive up and get both of you? I'll leave right now if you want me too?" Esme waited as her daughter thought about it.

"That's okay. Tristan said he would be better by tomorrow, I hope." She added weakly.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes mom…I'll call you if I need you. Ok?"

"All right sweetie." And then they hung up. Vivian placed the phone on its hook and curled up underneath the blanket. She tried to wipe away her tears as she lay on the couch, waiting for the next day.

A little while after…. (Now you can start listening to the song, I've never listened to it, but the lyrics fit perfectly.)

The ache in his head was becoming unbearable. Gabriel continuously thrashed in the bed; sweat pouring down his face as he ripped away the hot flannel clothes that were sweltering him. He fell of the bed and hit his head on the side table.

If I get old, I will not give in

But if I do, remind me of this.

He crawled blindly away from the object and just lay there on the floor. And suddenly the pain stopped. He lifted his head and staggered to his feet, but too weak for walking he landed on his hands and knees.

Remind me that, once I was free,

Once I was cool, once I was me.

Faintly Gabriel could sense another presence in the next room. Inhaling deeply he crawled towards the scent, it was a woman, and he knew this woman but he could not remember who she was. He came to the wall, and felt for the door.

The knob was stuck. He wanted this female, because he could sense that she was in heat. The animalistic side of Gabriel had complete control over his mind, forcing his to give into primal needs.

And if I sat down, and crossed my arms,

Hold me into, this song.

With a quick wrench he broke the lock and the door swung open silently to the living room where Vivian was sleeping on the couch. She stirred in her sleep when the lock snapped, but she stayed asleep.

Gabriel grabbed the doorframe and stood up slowly. A small growl came from his throat as he looked at the woman, and how the moonlight washed over her body. Her face was turned away, the covers tangled around her body.

Vivian had only fallen asleep two hours before, and there were salty, dry tear streaks on her face. Her hair lay wildly over the couch's arm. Her breathing was finally even, in the first moments of sleep she had recurring dreams of watching Julien rip Gabriel's throat out…Gabriel's crimson blood on Julien's muzzle. Also she saw once again how Julien had gotten close enough to grab her, how his claws ripped at her clothes.

She had thought Gabriel was dead, and when she looked into Julien's red glowing eyes she realized that it was the end for her. Julien would do whatever he wanted, and Vivian would be alone. No more strong arms and warm body to hold her at night. No black wolf to run beside her on hot summer nights. No Gabriel to give her a life, and eventually a child. How was she going to live, when this monster Julien had ruined her life?

Knock me out, smash out my brains,

If I take a chair, start to talk shit...

Gabriel wanted the woman on the couch; he was going to take her as his own. Quickly he too was becoming a monster. Vivian's scent was alluring to him, as he staggered over to wear she slept. Quietly he crouched beside the sofa, pulling away the covers. His mouth watered, this woman must be the cure for his pain.

Suddenly Vivian stirred in her sleep, moved her hand over her face, and then returned back to her sleep. But briefly she called Gabriel's name. He turned his head at this word. Gabriel? Was that him?

"Gabriel," she whispered in her dream. "Come back…don't leave me again." Then she stopped talking. Gabriel's hands returned to her body, at first gently on her legs.

He knew this body. But who was this woman? Why couldn't he remember? Foam gathered at his mouth as he gathered her shirt in his hands and ripped it open. Gabriel roughly dragged his hands up Vivian's shirt to her breasts, which woke her instantly.

If I get old, remind me of this:

That night we kissed, and I really meant it.

Vivian struggled in the subconscious state of mind, feeling the rough hands on her body. She began to think they were Julien's, because every time Gabriel touched her, it was a caress. She opened her tired eyes, to see a pair of burning red ones staring at her. The person's hands were clutching her skin.

A small, horrified cry leapt out of Vivian's throat as she struggled away, but the large hands were pulling her towards those vicious eyes. Then she realized it was Gabriel. She remembered Tristan telling her that he probably wouldn't recognize her.

She pushed at Gabriel's hands, pleading with him to stop even though she doubted it would do any good. She screamed and he shoved a hand over her mouth, crushing her to the sofa.

Tear's fell out of her eyes as he hovered over her. Gabriel was gone; Julien had turned him into a monster! With the other hand he ripped away her clothes, the foam was thick around his mouth and his head was pounding.

Even though her mouth was covered Vivian screamed and screamed. Why was this happening to him? They didn't deserve this.

Innately Vivian's claws extended and she swiped at Gabriel, catching his cheek in her claws. Gabriel roared in the extra pain and fell backwards; he had had her left hand in his, and when he fell back, Vivian's engagement ring slipped off.

It twisted in the air the moonlight reflecting off the diamond, and then hurled itself into the darkness of the room. Vivian watched her ring fall, and then flew off the couch and bolted through the front door as Gabriel tried to get to his feet.

As she ran through the driving snow, the Change came upon her. She ran and ran and ran. Just like the night of the Ordeal. But then Gabriel hadn't been dangerous he wasn't crazy. But now, Vivian ran because her very life was endangered.

Her paws were quickly becoming numb and bloody, her chest was on fire as the cold air pierced her insides. When she felt she was far enough away she collapsed onto the ground underneath an up turned tree.

Long whines leaked from mouth as she thought that she had truly lost Gabriel once more.

In the cabin Gabriel tried to pick himself up, looking at the closed door that Vivian had just escaped out of. Half of his face was drenched in blood where Vivian had clawed him.

He lay on the floor as he finally stopped bleeding. And then tears gathered in his eyes that fell onto the floor. His heavy, tired body heaved as he called for Vivian. Gabriel was taking over his own body now, and he was remembering with horror at what he had just done to his wife.

He remembered how Vivian and Tristan had pulled him in from the cold, how Vivian stayed close to him as he lay near unconsciousness in the bathtub. He hadn't recognized her, and it wasn't him that attacked her, but the sickness that fell over his mind.

"Vivian…" he choked out. Too weak to move, he stayed on the floor and passed out from exhaustion.

Vivian curled against the dirt wall, whimpering. Thankfully her pelt would stay dry, because the cold was getting unbearable. She could only think of Gabriel's red eyes. She couldn't recall before then. Would he come for her?

Whatever happens, if we're still speaking.

Pick up the phone, play me this song.

Wow. Sorry that was so short, but this chapter wasn't meant to be long. Sorry again. I hope you guys enjoyed it, and a very merry Christmas, happy Hanukkah, and happy kwanza to you all! Please give me some juicy reviews!