~~T POV~~

I walked inside and found glass all over the place. I went into the living room and found Bill sniffing around like a dog. "Strify has her." He said, suprisingly, in a calm voice. Georg walked in holding a piece of paper. I took the paper from him after he got done reading it. Tom, if you want to get Whitley and Sam back come to this address before Friday. Viktor. At the bottom of the page was an address I didn't recognize. "Hey, Bill. Do you know where this place is?" I asked and he took a look at the paper. "Come on let's go." I took that as a yes. We got in the car and drove off. "Who is Viktor?" Bill asked. "Beats me.", was all I said, and after that we were silent the whole way there.

~~W POV~~

"Who wants to run out and get blood from the blood bank?" Strify asked all of us. "No one? Viktor! Why don't you go?" Viktor looked up from his lap. "Why me?" "Don't ask questions, just go." Viktor stood up and left. I was so hungry; we all needed blood. We hadn't had any in days, and my nails were becoming long and sharp, like a blood-crazed newborn. Why didn't we just drink her blood instead of turning her into a vampire? That sounded exactly like Angeline; I looked over at her, but she wasn't talking. I was reading her thoughts. She looked at me and gave a fake smile. "Come on, let's go." Kiro said, pulling me up off of the couch. I had to talk to him alone. "Can we go to the study and talk?" "Sure." He looked confused, but he didn't bother asking why. He opened the door to the study and followed behind me. "Why did you turn me into a vampire?" He was shocked. "Because I love you." "Why don't I remember anything from before you turned me?" "I don't know." I could tell he was hiding something. I didn't know if I should tell him about the fact that I could read people's thoughts or not. "Why are you wanting to learn all of this stuff now?" I was about to answer him, but Angeline ran into the room. "Come on! The others are here!" Kiro picked me up and in seconds we were in a room I didn't recognize. "Who are the others?" I asked but got no answer. "Where's Romeo and Strify?" Kiro asked angrily. "They stayed out there." Angeline said. "And Sybil?" "Out there." Kiro got up and left. "Who are the others?" "Tokio Hotel. The lead singer is Sam's husband." "Is there a guy named Tom in that band?" Angeline gasped. Does she know? I could hear her thoughts again. "Um, yes." Before I could ask any more questions she left.

I sat there for a few minutes after she left, then decided to leave too. I ran down the hallway in search of Kiro, but I couldn't find anybody. I kept walking until I heard somebody talking. "I'll go this way, you go that way." A voice I didn't recognize said. I was about to look down the hallway to see who it was, but I heard footsteps coming towards me. I turned to walk away, but somebody placed their hand on my shoulder. "Whitley?" The guy from down the hallway asked. "Do I know you?" I asked turning around. "Whitley! I found you!" He said, and picked me up. He started swinging me around. I kneed him in the stomach and he dropped me. I ran away from him, but he caught me. "What do you want?" "You." "I'm sorry but I don't know-" He was the guy Sam said was my husband. "Please say you're not going to tell me that you're my husband." I looked up at him, and I could tell he was sad. "I'm you're husband." "What are you doing here?" Kiro yelled. Tom ran at him and tried to break his neck. Kiro rolled a stake to me. I picked it up and stabbed Tom. He let go of Kiro and fell to the floor. "Nice one, honey." He kissed me and picked Tom up. He carried him back to the room that we were hiding in. "Kiro, um, Tom said he was my husband and Sam told me the same thing." Kiro stopped what he was doing and looked up at me. "Why did they tell me that?" He didn't say anything, instead he walked over to me and put one of his hands on my forehead. I looked over and Tom was getting up. He quietly walked over and hit Kiro in the back. Kiro lost consciouness and fell to the ground. Tom took my hand and looked into my eyes. I didn't know whether I should help Kiro or go with Tom. A part of me wanted to go with Tom; deep down I somehow knew he was telling the truth. I ended up going with Tom. "What was he doing?" I asked, talking about Kiro putting his hand on my forehead. "He was putting thoughts into your head, well trying too." We got to the middle of the hallway and Tom crouched down. He gestured for me to do the same, so I got down beside of him.

~~T POV~~

"Come on." I said to Whitley, and we started moving further down the hallway. God I missed her. I thought. I started eyeing the rings on her ring finger. I wished she would believe me, and right at that moment she said: "You're telling the truth aren't you?" "About us being married?" I nodded. "Yes." I was going to say more, but somebody jumped out from around the corner. "Tom!" Bill yelled. "We need to find Sam." "Follow me. I know where she is." Whitley said and got up from the floor. "I see you found Whitley." Bill said. We followed Whitley to a room with a ladder standing in the middle of it. She gestured for us to climb up it. "Aren't you going to come up here?" I asked. "I'm going to stay down here and watch for anybody to come." We climbed up the ladder, and in the corner was Sam. "Sam!" Bill squealed. He ran up and hugged her. He started crying, and she did too. He pulled the ropes off of her with difficulty. "I missed you so much!" She said to Bill. He kissed her, and then picked her up. She looked awful; they had been starving her. Bill held Sam tightly as he climbed down the ladder; he got to the ground and opened a vein to feed Sam. He looked around and gasped. "Tom, Whitley is gone." I jumped down from the attic and ran off into the hallway. I saw Kiro carrying her. I broke the leg off of a little table, and threw it at Kiro's back. I missed his heart, but I got his shoulder. He dropped Whitley, and I ran over to get her. I picked her up and practically flew. In seconds, Bill was right beside of me. "We need to hurry, Gustav is planting a bomb." Right as we jumped out of the window, the bomb went off.