Torture For My Sins

by Emechuru Insania

Being a human, raised by your witch cousin, the only family is your vampire sibling and your cousins things tend to get tense. Dylan, adopted at his family's slaughter at the age of 4, is being raised by a witch, Jeanne, after the Kirkland's saved him from his abusive family. A confused future awaits them. M for safety

5. Chapter 5

Torture For My Sin

Chapter 5

It had been 19 years, 19 very long years since Dylan's sickness took its last hit, taking Dylan away from Allister and his family. Allister was the one that found him, he went to wake him up, but the welsh boy was not breathing, nor did he even have a heart beat. The only thing Allister was able to do was smile at the thought of Dylan's suffering coming to an end. The last months he had were awful, Dylan was always in pain. He did live two months longer than he was told, he was starting to feel better until the pain began. When Allister got his family in the room, Thomas and Eily checked to see for any significant life.

'"At least he died peacefully in his sleep." Cailean said, Eily crying on his shoulder.

"Should we order his coffin and burial spot." Allister said, raising the blanket up.

"Ye have something te finish." Eily said. "Ye promised him."

"Ai just can' do et." Allister muttered, laying a hand on Dylan's cheek.

"Yer going te." Cailean said. "A promise is a promise in this household." With that he grabbed Thomas' hand and led him out. Soon after the rest left because Arthur broke into tears and had to be moved out. Jeanne said a prayer over his body before leaving with Francis and their daughter.

The big family had found a mansion with a lake that had a wooden, white bridge that arched up so you could walk a tossed the water. The home had a garden for Jeanne's herbs. Dylan loved it, always ran around to do stuff, until the sickness took a turn.

"Dylan." Allister said before sitting next to Dylan. He turned and grabbed the cold hand. "Et's ok now, the pains gone." He muttered. Tears escaped Allister's eyes as he held onto Dylan's hand. "And so are ye." Allister pinched his eyes shut and laid on Dylan's frozen chest. "Don' worry, Ai'll finish our promise." Allister said and turned Dylan's head to the side. "Ai haven' eaten for five months, Ai fasted fer ye." Allister mutter to the corpse. He climbed over top Dylan and laid his head in the crook of Dylan's neck. "Ai'm sorry." Allister said before drawing out his fangs and bringing them down. He had to suck the blood out since Dylan's heart no longer pumped it, thus making it longer than it should have. Allister had to stop to breath and cry. He would watch his husband get paler as he pulled away each time. More than less of the blood ran between them, making Allister wanting to vomit. He felt filthy.

It had to be a good ten minutes until all the blood was out of Dylan's body and in Allister's. Once Allister was sure he got most of it he retrieved a wet towel and cleaned Dylan's neck, not bothering with his face. He covered the pale corpse with the bed blankets and walked out of the room, Cailean waiting outside the room.

"Et's done." Allister mumbled as he walked by in a slump.

"Are ye ok?"

"Et was his wish."

"Come on, lets clean ye up." Cailean said before pulling Allister into a spare room.

"Ai'm disgusted, Ai just stole blood from my husbands corpse." Allister said, crying into his hands.

"It's what he wanted." Cailean walked out of the rooms bathroom with a wet towel, frowning at Allister. "He's not hurting anymore."

"Ai know."

"Lets move him to the funeral home." Cailean said, cleaning his little brothers face off.

"Alright."'

After that night Allister was less social with his family, any parties they had he never attended. Some people had long forgotten Dylan months after. Allister had returned to a party one night and girls he'd never met tried to flirt with him, of course he just left and stayed with his brothers. He actually went off on a girl that did remember Dylan, saying that he was dead plenty and Allister needed to date again. The party was interrupted and Allister stayed in his room for the next few days.

After a year or so Allister became more social and familiarized himself with his friends again, even Florinda was allowed to attend with her brother.

Nineteen years later and Allister never missed a day to visit Dylan's grave, and today on his way back was interrupted. On his way back home Allister ran into some muggers, guns pointed in his direction.

"Put all your valuables on the ground and get on your knees."

"Or what, yer goin' tae shoot me? Ai'd advise ye trash tae get out of my way before ye regret et." Allister said and continued to walk toward the men.

"What are you gonna do, come on I dare you." One man said and Allister smiled at the two men.

"Alright." Allister's fangs stuck out in a twisted smile as he dashed at the man on the right.

"Ah." The man let out before Allister ripped into his neck.

"GAH, V-VAMPIRE!" The other guy yelled as Allister ripped through the guys neck, his head rolling to the ground. The other guy shot at Allister, getting two bullets in his back. Allister glared hungrily at the man when he recovered from the shots. The man was about to shoot him once more but the gun ran out of bullets. The man panicked and threw the gun at the Scotsman and bolted for the town. Allister ran after him and knocked the man to the ground. He flipped the man over in the ground and dug into the his neck. The man screamed bloody murder as Allister dug into his neck. The man tried to push Allister off but he gave up as he started gurgling. Blood was pouring from his mouth and throat, and smearing all over Allister face. The man stopped moving soon after and Allister pulled away.

"Ai told ye not tae mess with me." Allister said with a smile. A sudden twig snapping from the forest behind him caught his attention and he turned to see someone duck behind a tree. Allister smiled and walked over to the forest.

The person, a boy, behind the tree turned to run and hit Allister behind him.

"Where are ye goin'?" Allister said and grabbed the boy by his shoulders.

"AH!" He let out and brought up his fist. Allister caught it and pushed the boy down.

"ALLISTER!" An angry scream spread through the night air.

"Shit." Allister muttered as Cailean and Eily marched into the forest.

"YE SAID YE WERE VISITIN' HIS GRAVE AND THEN COMIN' HOME! THERE ARE TWO MUTILATED AND BEHEADED BODIES OUT THERE! YER COVERED IN BLOOD, THOSE STAINS WILL NEVER COME OUT, AND ARE THOSE BULLET HOLES!" Eily yelled, not noticing the other person on the ground.

"Yes and Ai'm shaking down the third." Allister said and his siblings looked down at the back of the boy.

"Allister, let him go." She said. "Dylan wouldn't want ye te become a murderer, this kid doesn't look old enough te hold a gun." Eily said and kneeled down. "Hey, are ye ok?"

"Fine." The boy said and he began standing. "Ow." He let out.

"Ye ok?" Cailean asked, grabbing the boys shoulder. The boy nodded and got to his feet.

"What's yer name?" Eily asked, squatting down.

"Go te hell." The boy spit at Eily and sprang into a run. Allister immediately charged after him and shoved him into a tree.

"Ye really wan' tae die."

"P-please no." The boy said, shaking.

"Ye just spit in my sisters face, Ai should rip ye in two ye fer that."

"Please don'." The boy cried.

"Who are ye."

"M-my names D-Dylan." He muttered and Allister glared. "Oh, yw want mi full name?" The boys tone came out in a shake.

"Aye." Allister said moving the boys hair away from his neck.

"Ah, please don' bite mi."

"Ew." Eily let out, still wiping the spit off of herself.

"Name." Allister said, licking the boys neck.

"Mi names Dylan Rywn Ellis." Allister's heart seem to stop and his body shut down. He managed to turn the scared boy around and studied his face. Eily and Cailean stood in shock.

"Dylan." Eily said.

"Ie."

"Our Dylan."

"No." Cailean said. "He doesn't know us."

"But he's the same; same name, same face, same scent." Allister said.

"But he's not Dylan." Cailean said, stepping up to Allister. "He's a coincidence."

"On the contrary." A voice said from above. Everyone looked up to see Elizaveta sitting in a tree. "That is Dylan, your Dylan, he's just a new version."

"Wha'?" Allister said.

"A new person, born again and raised again."

"So it is Dylan."

"Yes, but he von't remember any of you."

"BITCH, QUIT MESSIN' AROUND!" Allister yelled and Dylan let out a gasp of fear.

"Aw, your scaring him you vamp." Liz said. Allister looked down at the scared boy. "Anyway, I put his life on a loop. So that means that he vill die every 24 years, just like before, but not from the same thing. A new life means a new end. Is that understandable for you vampy?" With a glare, Elizaveta disappeared into the trees.

"Damn witch."

"A-a-a witch?" Dylan said and collapsed onto Allister, having had enough for one night.

"Poor boy, doesn't have any idea what just happened." Eily said.

"Where does he live? We can drop him off on the way to feed." Cailean said.

"Ai don' know, Ai was busy scaring him tae ask his address."

"Lets just drop him off somewhere then." Eily said.

"That's dangerous, being unconscious he's an open target." Cailean recanted.

"How about ye go and Ai'll watch him until he wakes up and take him home." Allister spoke up, picking Dylan up bridle style. The smaller boys head fell back and his arm swung back and forth.

"Can ye do it, without hurting yerself?" Eily asked.

"Of course not, but et's like Ai just met him when he was four."

"Alright." The twins said and nodded before taking off into the forest. Allister sighed and carefully sat down. He laid Dylan's head in his lap before Allister removed his coat and laying it over Dylan. For the next hour it seemed like years waiting for Dylan to wake up, so Allister preoccupied himself with memories.

"Erm." A moan came from the person below. Allister looked down and moved his hand in Dylan's hair. "Ah." Dylan let out before opening his eyes.

"Hello." Allister said with a smile when Dylan looked at him. The welsh boy stared up at the vampire with a sleepy look, until he noticed who it was. Dylan sprung up and pulled out a gun from under his long shirt.

"Stay back vampy." Dylan crawled to his feet and started to back away while keeping the gun pointed at Allister.

"My my, wha' a way tae treat the person who watched ye so ye wouldn' get mugged, killed, or raped in yer sleep."

"Weren' yw goin' te do tha' te mi already?" Dylan asked.

"Yer just a kid, Ai don' kill kids, no matter how annoying ye are."

"AI'M 19 THANK YW VERY MUCH!" The gun shook in Dylan's hands.

Allister sighed. "Why don' ye put down the gun, Ai won' hurt ye, also get over here before someone comes by, someone like me." At this Dylan looked around and ran over to Allister.

"Why are yw being nice all of a sudden?" Dylan asked.

"Ye remind me of my late husband, sit down ye look like an idiot." Allister said and Dylan sat down with a glare.

"How'd he die?" Dylan asked.

"Cancer."

"Ai thought vampires didn' get sick?"

"He was human, didn' wan' tae be a vampire."

"A human." Dylan muttered, scooting closer to Allister.

"Aye, so wha's yer life like?" Allister asked with a smile.

"Oh, Ai'm the servant te mi master, his wife died when Ai was four, that's when he took mi in. Before that Ai lived in an orphanage, mi parents never wan'ed mi, but mi master is so nice te mi."

"Ai see, well time tae go."

"Let talk a bit more, please."

"On the way, alright." Allister said and began walking. Dylan stood up and stayed in place. He was about to say something when a branch snapped behind him and he took off after Allister. When he reached the older man he grabbed his hand in fear, surprising the Scotsman.

"So…how old are yw?" Dylan asked with a blush.

"Ai stopped aging at 26, but Ai'm around 80. Arthur, my younger brother, was a later in life baby for my parents."

"Oh, wha's ywr name?"

"Allister."

"Full name."

"How can Ai trust ye with my name."

"Ai won' tell anyway, yw made mi tell."

"Kirkland, Allister Kirkland."

"Wha', the nice Kirkland's, a family of vamps." Dylan said as the duo broke the border of the city.

"Why are ye out here at night?"

"Mi master made me."

"A young boy like ye, tha's not right."

"Mi master loves mi, he just didn' have anyway else. Ai was suppose te mug the muggers."

"Tha' man is crooked." Allister said, pulling Dylan down a town road.

"But he's very nice."

"By the way, where is yer masters home."

"He lives at the top of the hill at the end of town."

"Alright. Who is he, Ai might know him?"

"Master Blanchett."

"Ai've met him before, Ai think he's kind of flirty, worse than my cousin Francis."

"Ie, but he treats mi well." Dylan muttered. Suddenly Allister stopped causing a chain reaction.

"Dylan, did he touch ye wrongly."

"Mi master loves mi, tha's all Ai can say."

"Dylan, he's a bad man, he'll be my meal one day."

"Ai know."

"How long?" Allister asked.

"Since Ai was twelve."

"If Ai can promise ye a new home, will ye leave?"

"Ie." Dylan nodded.

"Ok, Ai'll talk tae my family." Allister smiled and Dylan squeezed his hand.

"Tell mi about ywr husband." Dylan said.

"Well, he was smart, cute, a brat sometimes, ye know kind of like ye." Allister chuckled.

"Ai'm not any of those." Dylan pouted.

"Yer being cute right now."

"What else."

"Well our darker times. My husband was an abused four year old when we took him in, my cousin Jeanne raised him mostly till his 13th birthday when he left. He came back 10 years later and was a vampire hunter, but he chose us over his companions."

"That's a lot." Dylan muttered. Next thing Allister knew was his arm around Dylan's shoulders. "How about Ai be ywr friend Mr. Gloomy." Dylan said cockily.

"Yer goin' tae be the end of me." Allister muttered, but he did enjoy the closeness. The rest of the walk was silent, minus Dylan's arrogant comments.

"We're here." Dylan said. Allister study the mansion, old and needing a fix up on the outside. "Et's worse on the inside."

"Well Ai'll go, Ai've ruined another set of clothes, my cousins goin' tae kill me." Allister said with a wide smile.

"Why not come in and Ai'll take the bullets in ywr back out."

"No thank ye, my cousin and sister will rip them out."

"Alright, Ai'll possibly see yw again."

"Ai walk tae the graveyard every night." Allister said and turned around. "Good-bye Dylan." He said and began walking away. Dylan turned around to walk into his house, but didn't move. Instead he turned around again.

"Hey Allister." He called out and ran over to the older man Allister turned around to see Dylan behind him.

"Uh, Ai just wan' te say thank yw for not killing mi and making sure Ai made et home okay."

"Et wasn' a bother." Allister smiled.

"Can Ai give yw a proper thank yw." Dylan gave a light smile.

"Alright." Allister said and Dylan grabbed him by his shoulders. The welsh boy pushed himself up on his toes and planted a kiss on Allister's lips. Allister just blanked out at that moment. After Dylan pulled away he ran toward the mansion door.

"Good night Mr. Allister." Dylan smiled.

"Hm, Good night Dylan." Allister smiled and continued his walk. Dylan turned and walked into the mansion. He had a light blush across his face, that disappeared when he heard the floor boards creak from above.

"Ai forgot to loot the muggers, shit."

"DYLAN!" A yell came from upstairs and Dylan flinch. That was not a good yell, it was a "you're in big trouble" yell. "GET YOUR ASS UP HERE!" The voice yelled and Dylan slowly walked up the mansion stairs. After a few minutes of trying to make up an excuse and failing, Dylan wound up in front of his master's bedroom door. He slowly opened the door and saw his master on his bed, his back to Dylan. Dylan also saw a short nightgown and some rope. Dylan whimpered, knowing what was going to happen. "Get in here and change." Dylan gulped and did what his master said, shutting the door.

Allister was walking home slowly, a wide smile. Dylan had made his night happy, he'd even forgot about the bullets and blood until he reached his home and Jeanne yelled at him.

"Jeanne, calm down, they're clothes." Francis said to his angry wife.

"Worry about the bullets in his back." Thomas said, looking at the two holes in Allister's back.

"I am not cleaning 'is clothes, 'e can do it 'imself."

"Ai don' care."

"Self centered bastard." Jeanne muttered.

"We ran into Liz in the forest near the town." Eily said.

"Oh, 'ow's the old lady 'erself doing?"

"Like normal, except she got us a surprise."

"What was it." Arthur asked, Alfred's arms wrapped around his waist. The two vampires had gotten married over the years and Alfred had moved in with the Kirkland's.

"Uh, how do Ai word this?" Eily said.

"Ai came across some muggers and Dylan."

"Dylan, are you going crazy?" Jeanne asked.

"He's right, saw him with my eyes, Liz said something about rebirth or regeneration." Cailean said.

"She what?" Francis asked.

"So my cousin's out there, breathing, flesh and blood."

"Aye, he just doesn' know us." Allister said.

"Then we should leave 'im be." Jeanne said.

"Cai, Eily, Ai need tae talk tae ye both alone."

"About Dylan?" Eily asked.

"Aye."

"Then Ai think Francis should join, he is part of the house heads." Eily said.

"Liz is so stupid to bringing 'im back, I need to talk to 'er." Jeanne said, gathering the the laundry basket she had been carrying.

"She said she put his life in a loop, he's goin' tae die when he's 24 again."

"I don't want to see 'im die ever again." Jeanne said, gritting her teeth.

"Ye don' wan' tae but he needs tae till Ai can change something."

"Piss off." Jeanne said.

"Jeanne." Francis said.

"Mommy." A tiny voice said and a little girl clung to Jeanne's leg. "Mommy can I 'elp with the laundry."

"Françoise, shouldn't you be with Florinda?"

"'er brother called 'er 'ome, it was past 'er bed time."

"Not only 'er, come on." Jeanne said and sat down the laundry before picking up the little girl.

"Lets get you patched up." Thomas said and drug Allister to the sofa. "Take off your shirt." Thomas sighed and went to get his tweezers and scissors.

"So, Dylan's alive?" Arthur asked.

"Aye."

"Can I go see him?" Arthur said, receiving worried looks. "I just want to see him again, that's all."

"Go tae yer room, Ai need tae talk with Cailean, Eily, and Francis." Allister said, Thomas returning with his items.

"Alright, damn git." Arthur muttered, Alfred already pulling him towards the stairs.

"Tommy, Eily can get these out, ye go wait upstairs and Ai'll feed ye in a little bit." Cailean said, placing a hand on Thomas' arm.

"If you say so." Thomas muttered, handing Eily the tweezers and scissors. "Have fun." He said before walking up the stairs.

"Alright, et's just us now." Cailean said.

"He needs tae be here, he's not safe out there."

"He's fine." Eily said, removing Allister shirt.

"He's not."

"Mon chere, your sure."

"Ai'm positive, he told me."

"Then we'll talk to him." Eily said and grabbed Cailean by the arm.

"Fine, ye both can come with me tomorrow night."

"Alright, now hold still." Eily said grabbed the tweezers.

The rest of the night and tomorrow left Allister with his thoughts about Dylan's current life and how it was terrible like his last. Finally came the time to visit Dylan's grave again and meet said boy in the forest. Eily leaned against a tree, watching for anyone that wasn't Dylan.

"We've been here for two hours, I don't think he's coming." Cailean said, sitting next to Allister.

"Just wait, he has tae sneak out." Allister said and not a second after a crunch came from behind him. Instantly the siblings turned and saw the familiar blonde hiding behind the tree. "Dylan."

"Mr. Allister." Dylan smiled and walked out from behind the tree.

"Alright, he showed up, now lets talk." Cailean said as Allister stood up and walked over to Dylan. His big smile fell when he spotted red painting Dylan's white, miss buttoned, dress shirt.

"Wha' the hell is tha'?" Allister asked and pointed to Dylan's shirt.

"Et's blood, can we talk?" Dylan asked, looking down in shame.

"Aye, with my siblings."

"No, just us…please."

"Alright." Allister said and sat down. When Dylan didn't sit next to him Allister looked up at the boy. "Are ye goin' tae join me?"

"Et hurts te sit, for now at least." Dylan said and Allister sprang up and place his hands on Dylan's shoulders.

"Did he rape ye?"

"Ie…twice, et started bleeding back there and Master Blanchett only hit me when Ai cried." Dylan muttered, tears coming to his eyes.

"Yer not stayin' there." Allister said and dragged Dylan over to his sibling, hand in hand. "He's livin' with us, Ai am not sendin' him back there. Look at him." Allister said, pointing out the blood. The stains had soaked into the shirt, dying it almost into a red dress shirt. Dylan was trying and failing horribly at keeping his tears in. Cailean stood up while Eily walked over to look at teenager.

"Alright, let me take a look." Eily said reaching the group and began unbuttoning Dylan's shirt.

Dylan flinched and turned around, running into Allister. Allister only blinked and wrapped his arms around Dylan's torso. He kept muttering something and pushing himself against Allister. Eily and Cailean just stared at the teen, speechless on how to reached. The duo looked at one another and started whispering back and forth before looking at the duo in front of them.

"Dylan, there's a lot of blood on the back of yer pants." Cailean said earning everyone's attention.

"Ai never said et stopped." Dylan muttered to Allister.

"What happened?" Cailean asked.

"He was raped twice." Allister said before kneeling down and picking Dylan up bridle style. "Ai am not sendin' him back there."

"I agree, he needs checked out." Eily said with a small nod.

"He's asleep, ye or Thomas should check him while he's asleep." Allister said as Dylan rested his head against shoulder.

"Alright." Eily said.

"Lets go, he should sleep in a bed." Allister said and began walking.

"Don't get attached to him, he isn't yer Dylan."

"Still, he needs help."

"Why are ye so kind to humans, after everything they did te our parents."

"Not people like Dylan, they need help like we did."

"Ye were just a child, a slow grower. Ye saw them die."

"Et's almost been a century, et's time tae forgive and forget."

"I am not forgetting what happened te my parents and Peter." Cailean said, stepping forward.

"Ye saw nothin', so get out of my face." Allister growled.

"Ye know what, I am not fightin' with an immature prick."

"Both of ye shut up or I'll take Dylan and leave ye both out here." Eily said, smacking the brothers on the back of their heads. "I have te explain this to poor Jeanne, she's going te be heart broken." Eily said as she made her way out of the forest. Allister and Cailean sighed and followed their older sister. The walk home was quiet, except for the sounds Dylan made in his sleep.

It wasn't long till they made it back to the mansion and everyone was in bed, except a certain blue haired Brit. Thomas was asleep on the stairs, head resting on the wooden rail. Cailean smiled at Thomas peaceful face and walked over to the sleeping vampire. Cailean kneeled down and watched Thomas sleep peacefully for once in a while. Lately Thomas had been waking up in the middle of the night with hunger, Cailean having to feed him almost every night. After a few seconds Cailean weaved his arms under Thomas and picked him up, waking the Brit up while he was at it.

"Erm…" Thomas let out before opening his sleepy eye and looking at Cailean. "Cai?"

"Go back te sleep, I'll take ye upstairs." Cailean whispered and Thomas laid his head against Cailean's chest, falling asleep immediately. Cailean smiled again and turned around. "I'll meet ye in Allister's room after I lay Thomas down." Cailean said and started climbing the stairs.

"Aye." Allister said and followed him up the stairs. The trio tried to quietly make it to their destinations, not wanting to wake anyone. Once Eily and Allister made it to Allister's room Allister laid Dylan down carefully.

"Careful, I need te get my things." Eily said before hurrying out the door. She almost ran into Cailean who had returned from putting Thomas in bed. With a small sorry the female ran down the hall. Cailean watched her for a few seconds before turning his view to his younger brother and walked into said person's room.

"How's the brat?" Allister asked with a small smile.

"Thomas, he's been better." Cailean said while walking over to his brother.

"Wha's wrong?"

"He's hungry, a lot lately. I've fed him almost every night."

"Then et's time he learns tae feed himself, he isn't a baby anymore."

"I know, I don't want him killing for his food."

"We all have tae do it, ye need tae teach him." Allister said before Eily marched back into the room.

"Some privacy please, get out or turn around." Eily said. Allister and Cailean sighed, sitting on the floor with their backs against the bed.

"Take him tae a small town, teach how tae kill fast."

"Can't I kill them for him."

"He needs tae know how tae hunt properly, if something happens tae ye he needs tae know how tae feed from others." Allister explained.

"Responsibility." Eily said behind them.

"Fine, if it makes Thomas better."

"Are ye almost done?" Allister impatiently asked.

"Yes, I'm done now and ye should change his clothes." Eily said, taking off a pair of gloves and throwing them away. Allister stood up and turned around. "Just some tearing, let him rest and it should heal fine." Eily smiled and covered Dylan up with Allister's comforter.

"Alright." Allister said.

"Good night boys." Eily said as she walked towards the door. As she reached out for the handle it twisted, opening up to reveal Thomas, a bit shocked when he saw Eily. "Oh Thomas. Ye popped up and scared me." Eily chuckled.

"I-Is Cai in here?" Thomas asked quietly, his voice sounding kind of hoarse.

"Yes, Cai." Eily turned to meet her twins worried face.

"Tom, what's wrong?" Cailean asked and walked closer to the teen.

"My throats so dry…water doesn't work, please help me."

"Come on." Cailean said grabbed Thomas's hand before dragging him out of the room. He drug him down the hall to the very last door, Cailean's and Thomas' bedroom. Cailean dragged Thomas in and shut the door.

"Why is it burning Cai?" Thomas asked as Cailean unbuttoned his own shirt.

"Yer hungry, come here." Cailean said and sat down. Thomas walked over to him and sat down on Cailean's lap facing his husband.

"Cai, it's burning and hurts." Thomas muttered and grabbed his throat.

"Tom, there's blood on yer sleeve, did ye bite yerself?"

"I woke up, you weren't there and I was hungry."

"That's why yer throat burns, yer blood makes ye who ye are physically, it's an allergy of ours, drinking yer own blood will make ye sick."

"But we don't get sick?" Thomas said, digging his nails into his throat.

"Only when ye drink yer own blood, don't do that." Cailean said when he saw blood run down Thomas fingers. Cailean removed Thomas hand from the Brits neck and pulled it over to himself, licking the blood away.

"H-how do I make it stop?" Thomas asked, his voice disappearing fast.

"Just like always." Cailean said and tilted his head and Thomas wasted no time finding his usual place on Cailean's neck. Cailean flinched at the tight grip and the uncaring fangs driven into his neck. "Fuck." He muttered as Thomas literally gulp down the blood pouring from the two small holes. Thomas couldn't keep up with how much blood was coming out, causing it to overflow and run down Cailean's neck. The younger vampire pulled away and began licking the trail of blood, running his tongue up Cailean's shoulder and neck. Thomas tried to lap up all the blood he could before returning to the puncture marks in Cailean's neck. The Irish man just smiled at his husband, glad to see the full hunger finally escaped the Brit after so many years. It was soon after this thought that Cailean's eyes began to droop and the man realized how much blood his husband was taking, a little too late. Cailean could hardly keep his eyes open, let alone to open his mouth. He let out a small sound before shutting his eyes, though Thomas was too busy indulging himself.

Thomas didn't pull away till he had fill and that didn't leave hardly any blood in Cailean's body. At some point Cailean had put his hands around Thomas waist and now they lay on the ground, motionless. Thomas pulled away with a wide smile on his face, more color in it than before.

"That's was the best drink I've ever had, thank you Cai…Cai." Thomas smile fell into a confused expression and Thomas shook Cailean on the shoulder. "Are you trying to trick me again, get up." Thomas said with a small joking smile. Only when Thomas notice his husbands chest was still that he started panicking. "Cai!" Thomas yelped and started shaking Cailean back and forth, but the Irish man didn't awaken. "Wake up, idiot." Thomas muttered with tears in his eyes. "Cailean, wake up, your not dead." Thomas said and pressed his ear against Cailean's chest, not hearing a single beat of the vampires heart. Thomas immediately clung to Cailean's shirt and leaned against him, tears pouring out. "Cai…I-I killed my h-husband." Thomas got out before snuggling into the still corpse. He was into too much shock causing him to faint.

*Page break*

The sun started sprouting and the entire house was in silence, not a single person was awake. Thomas now laid on his side in his and Cailean's bed, starting to stir awake from his dream world. His mind was foggy, his eyes were heavy, and there was someone pressed against his back. He moaned and turned over rather quickly, hitting his head on the other persons head. Both of them sprung up in bed and held their heads, moaning in pain.

"That hurt." A female voice said next to Thomas and the Brit looked over to see Eily curled up.

"Eily, I'm sorry." Thomas said, rubbing his head.

"It's fine, I just wasn't expecting it."

"Hey, why are you here."

"We'll I couldn't sleep because of last night so I checked on everyone. When I came into this room I found ye both unconscious against the wall, Cailean was all bloody." Thomas face fell when he remembered what had happened.

"I killed Cai, his heart wasn't beating and he wasn't breathing."

"No, ye didn't kill him, well not for long anyway. His body shut down so it could multiply blood cells, he's living and breathing now." As soon as she said this Thomas jumped off the bed.

"I want to visit him, I'm guessing he's in your room."

"Wait, I need te tell ye something Eily said and pulled Thomas back down.

"What?" The younger vampire asked, turning to his sister.

"I know ye've lived here long enough te understand that ye can't live on Cailean's blood forever."

"I know." Thomas muttered.

"Ye have te tell him te teach ye real feedin', if he resist then tell me and we'll go out tonight."

"But Cai will be hungry too."

"Ye can feed him, until he's better."

"I really don't want to kill anyone."

"Thomas, I love ye and all but if I have te I'll separated ye and Cailean. I might even lock Cai in my room till ye learn te rely on someone other than him, yerself more importantly."

"I've always been dependent on myself, ever since I was born I had to depend on myself to hide, eat, and watch my back. You and I are close but my secrets died with Dylan." Thomas said.

"Well Dylan's resurfaced, it's yer turn." Eily said and stood up. "Ye can see him now." Eily said and walked out of the room to go downstairs. Thomas ran toward Eily's bedroom, stopping in front of the door. "Will he be mad?" Thomas asked himself, staring at the doorknob. He but his lip and shook his head. "You slept with his brother and he forgave you, he'll forgive you now." Thomas reached out with one hand and clenched the other. He grabbed the doorknob and opened the door. He smiled when he saw Cailean asleep in Eily's bed. Thomas walked closer and noticed the different shirt, a night shirt. He also studied how Cailean was tucked into bed, his chest rising up and lowering down slowly. Thomas didn't know how long he had been staring before he pulled away and left down the hall to go downstairs. On his way he made sure everyone was still asleep before hurrying down the stairs and rounding the corner into the kitchen. He hurried over to the cabinets and grabbed a clear glass and over to a container of water the maids had left on the tray and poured the water into the glass. As soon as it was full enough Thomas hurried up the stairs and too his bedroom. Cailean was still asleep, his breaths were music to Thomas' ears as the man walked over to his husband. He placed the water on the table next to the bed before looking at the Irish man. Thomas notice how Cailean always looked vulnerable in his sleep. Kneeling down, Thomas brush Cailean's bangs back and got closer to Cailean's face.

"Wakey Wakey, time to get up love." Thomas whispered, making Cailean flinch a bit before opening his tired eyes. "Good morning sweetie."

"Hello honey." Cailean said back. Thomas gave a chuckle and backed away.

"Can you sit up for me love?" Thomas asked.

"Yes." Cailean said and sat up with Thomas' help.

"Here's some water, how are you feeling?" Thomas handed over the water to Cailean.

"Thank ye, and I'm really tired. How are ye feeling?"

"You need to drink." Thomas said and sat next to Cailean on Eily's bed.

"Alright." Cailean smiled and brought the glass up. Thomas leaned against his back, listening for his breath. "Tommy, are you alright?"

"No I'm not Cai, I killed you."

"That's ridiculous, I'm right here."

"You stopped breathing and didn't have a heart beat."

"It's alright, I'm alive now." Cailean placed the glass on the side table and pulled Thomas into a hug.

"Cai…I don't want to kill anyone. If you don't want me to learn to kill then I won't, you won't have to teach me."

"I just want te feed ye Thomas, I'm sorry if anyone made ye feel cornered with that decision."

"Alright, I won't do it then." Thomas smiled and laid back on the bed with his husband.

"So I was thinking, I'm going te feed tonight and then we can go out tomorrow, have ourselves a picnic. How does that sound?" Cailean asked as he rubbed Thomas' arm.

"That sounds lovely, how about I go shopping today for a new basket since the last one burned up."

"Alright, I'm going te take a little nap." Cailean said and closed his eyes.

"Have a nice rest." Thomas said and sat up.

"Hm." Cailean smiled and pulled Thomas down to the bed with him.

"Cai, I'm not going to sleep."

"Lay with me, till I can't stay awake."

"You're so clingy."

"Only to what I value the most." Cailean said and snuggled into Thomas back. Not soon after was the Irish man asleep and Thomas was working away out of the hold. When, and some how, he had gotten free Thomas took the water glass and quietly left.

On his way down the hall Thomas ran into Allister walking out of his room. "Yer up early." Allister said when he spotted Thomas.

"I don't think so." Thomas said and walked by. "Is he awake?"

"Aye, he jus' woke up and Ai'm gettin' him food tae eat. Wha' do humans like tae eat?" Allister asked as he joined Thomas on his walk.

"Depends, whatever he likes."

"Wha' do Welsh people like?" Allister asked.

"Just cook him something, he'll eat it if he's hungry."

"And if he doesn' wan' et?"

"Then he's not hungry." Thomas said as the reached the lower half of the mansion.

"How does one, cook food?"

"You don't even know how to cook, your lucky I can."

"Thank ye…but can we have a quick chat?"

"About?"

"Ye."

"You want to talk about me, now?"

"Aye."

"I've been here 30 years and we were even intement one night and you want to talk about me, now?"

"Aye."

"What do you want to know?" Thomas sighed.

"Well, Dylan told me about yer relationship with yer parents before he died. Et wasn' the best out there, but I think ye should try to patch things up with them." Allister said.

"It's been 30 years, there's no way to "patch up" our relationship. They never wanted children and I'm fine with that. What brought this up?" Thomas asked.

"Well Ai noticed ye always stare at the painting in the hallway, the one of my parents and us." Allister said. After the fire Feliciano had painted a portrait like the one he had seen many times in the Kirkland Mansion hallways.

"So I stare, I'm curious to know how your parents treated you?"

"We were there life, they always had time fer us."

"It's sad when good people die, but it happens. I didn't know a vampire could bleed out during childbirth."

"They can'." Allister said and continued into the kitchen.

"What?" Thomas said in follow.

"Ye've lived here fer 30 years and Cailean never told ye the truth of our parents death?"

"No, I heard around that your father was killed after he went on a rampage, and your mother died giving birth to baby Peter."

"Tha's the rumor, how about Ai tell ye the truth." Allister said and began looking for pans in the cabinets, Thomas looking for the eggs in the ice box.

"What happened then?"

"Mother and Ai had wen' over tae visit cousin Francis over in France before he moved here and she wen' into labor. Instead of father coming tae visit us at cousins house we decided tae go home earlier, just so he wouldn' have tae bring Cai, Eily, and Arthur with him.

Ai was jus' a wee lad, Arthur was only one, a fast grower, Cailean and Eily were already teenagers at this time.

On our way home we were caught in a mugging, they shot the driver and our carriage tipped over in the middle of nowhere. Peter had a fragile head as et was and when we fell Peter had fallen and smacked his head hard enough tae cause internal bleeding.

Ai was trying tae wake my mother up, not until later Ai found out tha' she had broke her neck. Normally that wouldn' kill a vampire so Ai shook her, calling out tae, "Mum…Mum wake up." She did groan, but the men that shot the driver had heard me talking and came tae kill me. They laughed though, saying a kid couldn' do a damn thing." Allister paused while Thomas was cracking an egg on a frying pan and putting it over the fire Allister had made.

"They shot my mum and left me alone, covered in her blood. Ai blacked out, the next thing Ai knew was my dad lookin' down at me in the carriage, but Ai was cover with dry blood on my face. Apparently Ai had murdered the men, trust me they don' travel in small packs in France, and Ai had been in the carriage for three days. My father had come lookin' for us when we didn' come home and then they found the carriage and the dead muggers.

I won' lie, the moment my dad picked me up Ai bawled like a baby, we all cried and we went back tae cousin Francis' house to tell my aunt what had happened. My aunt is a tough woman but she broke down when she heard…Ai wonder how she's doing now."

"That's horrible." Thomas said laying cheese on the egg patties he made.

"Then my dad, he stayed single. He died because Ai made a mistake. He was teachin' me how tae feed and Ai went on without him, someone saw me and Ai didn' tell dad because Ai didn' want him tae be mad.

This was a few more years later and tweedle dee and tweedle dum where grown ups. Ai however only looked a year older, even though Ai was around 30."

"Well it looks like you got that growth spurt." Thomas said with a playful smile as he stacked the eggs he had made on several plate.

"A few years after dad died. But tae finish the story, we were playing hide and seek with Arthur and dad was the seeker. These men found their way into our home, my dad was in his study looking for one of us and they found him. Shot him and executed him, and Ai saw the whole thing from under my fathers desk."

"So you saw both your parents and baby brother's deaths…Ai feel horrible now."

"The next death tha' was close tae me was Dylan."

"Your secret is safe with me, now help me carry all of these." Thomas said and pointed to the seven plates on the table. Suddenly something hit Thomas' leg and he looked down to see what it was. Staring back at him was Françoise with a sweet smile.

"Morning cousin Thomas, cousin Allister too." She said.

"Good morning Françoise, here you go." Thomas said and picked up a plate. He took it into the dinning room with the little French girl in follow. He sat it on the table and sat the child in the seat.

"Thank you." She said before stabbing the omelet with a fork.

"I'm going to take this upstairs, do you want me to drop one off in your room."

"No, Ai'll take it up with mine. Let me get Eily tae watch her." Allister said and walked out of the room.

"Hm."

"Who's that stranger upstairs, the one with cousin Allister?" Françoise asked.

"Just a friend of his."

"Is 'e a special friend?"

"Yes, you could say that."

"Is 'e cousins special friend, like mama and papa and you and cousin Cailean."

"Eh, it's there and there."

"Can I get a special friend to bounce on the bed with too?" Thomas almost dropped his and Cailean's plates as he froze up. He turned to the innocent faced girl and went to say something but only stutters came out. Allister had walked back into the room with not only his sister but his brother, brother in law, and cousins. All watched the little girl stare and giggle at Thomas who was making sounds.

"Thomas?" Arthur said and the young vampire turned to his family.

"Jeanne, can you answer this?"

"I want a special friend to jump on the bed with, like you and papa, and my cousins." Jeanne's eye just twitched and she chuckled.

"You can jump on the bed, but we don't 'ave a special friend for you."

"Ok." The little girl said and went back to eating.

"The foods in the kitchen, I'm going to go give Cai his." Thomas said and everyone besides Eily left to go grab the plates.

"Did ye talk te him?"

"Yes, he won't do it so we can leave when he goes to bed tonight."

"Go where." Cailean asked as he, weakly, walked into the dining room.

"What are you doing out of bed, idiot?" Thomas asked, sitting the plates down on the table.

"I'm fine." Cailean went to take a step and his leg gave out, luckily Thomas was already next to him and managed to catch him.

"See, come on we're going back upstairs."

"Where are ye goin'?" Cailean asked.

"Don't worry, I want you up those stairs and in our bed now." Thomas said and help Cailean stand. He put the older mans arm around his shoulder and Thomas put has arm around Cailean's waist.

"Thomas." Cailean said as Thomas began walking.

"Shut up and step with me." Thomas said and the both made their journey up the stairs. "Fine my ass." Thomas muttered and both of them made it to the top of the stairs before Cailean had to sit down. "Are you alright?" Thomas asked Cailean as he sat him down.

"Next time, I'm stopping ye after a minute." Cailean chuckled.

"I'm sorry Cai." Thomas muttered.

"It's alright Tommy." Cailean leaned over and kissed Thomas on the head. "If I can't make it out tonight then I'll ask Allister for a drink. What are ye doin' tonight with Eily?"

"She wants to go visit a friend and doesn't want to go alone."

"Well be careful."

"I will." Thomas smiled but Cailean didn't, which was rare.

"Listen, Tommy…I love ye." Cailean smiled.

"I know Cai."

"No, I really love ye, I don't even know how I can explain it. I want ye te stay by Eily the whole time."

"Whatever." Thomas muttered, looking away.

"Thomas." Cailean said, he knew Thomas wasn't going to look at him so he was going to make him. "Thomas, what's wrong."

"Nothing." Thomas muttered.

"Thomas look at me." Cailean still didn't get a response. "Thomas Zachariah Kirkland, look and listen to me." Cailean grabbed Thomas by his cheeks and made him stare into him in the eye. "What's wrong, yer upset?"

"You know I hate you saying my middle name." Thomas said with a small smile and a light blush across his cheeks.

"Ye love it, now tell me what's wrong?" Cailean said and Thomas thought. He bit his bottom lip as he debated whether to tell Cailean. He decided to tell him and opened his mouth to say something when a voice spoke up down the hall.

"Um, where's Mr. Allister?" Dylan asked, peeking out of Allister's room.

"He's down the stair, I'll go get him." Cailean said and stood up, limping down the stairs. Thomas sighed, standing up and walked over to Dylan. Dylan stepped back a little scared being in the presence of a new vampire. Thomas snuck into Allister's room and shut the door. Without a look at Dylan Thomas walked over to the balcony and walked out. He pulled out something wrapped in paper and put it between his lips as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a box of matches. Thomas wasted no time lighting the match and lighting the paper. Thomas waved the match back and forth, putting it out, before he threw it off the balcony. Dylan watched as Thomas took hold of the cigarette and breathed in before he removed it, breathing smoke out.

"Um." Dylan muttered and Thomas turned around with a smile.

"Don't tell anyone alright, not allowed to smoke in this house."

"Then why do et?" Dylan asked.

"Nasty habit I got from my parents, I've been cutting cigars up and making my own mini versions with the cigar powder. By the way, I'm Thomas, Cai's husband."

"Ai guessed that, Dylan Ellis. Yw both are close as Ai saw."

"Yes, married for 41 years."

"Wow, how does a vampire stay together with someone for so long."

"Love, I mean I've been a vampire for only 39 years so, it's not really a legitimate answer."

"Yw where brave enough te get changed, Ai could never-."

"If death knocks on your door and you love them enough you can do it. Cailean was their the whole time and he fed me when I awoke." Thomas said, puffing on his mini cigar.

"Oh." Dylan blushed. "Does et hurt."

"Not really for me." Thomas said.

"So…how'd yw meet Cailean?"

"Tried to shoot him." Dylan chuckled at the coincidence, until he heard Allister out the door. Thomas heard him as well and dug the lit end of his cigar against the marble balcony rail, until it was out, before he threw it outside. Just in time as Allister walked in and saw the spooked two, two plates in his hand.

"Dylan, lay down so ye can heal. Thomas what are ye doin' in here and what is the god awful smell?" Allister asked as Dylan laid down and he handed Dylan his plate.

"I came to talk to Dylan and it was a bit stuffy in here so I opened the balcony door, and that smell rushed in."

"Et smells like cigar, strongly smell like et." Allister placed the other plate down and sniffed the air, drawing close to Thomas. "Tha' awful smell is coming from ye, where ye smokin' in here."

"Fuck no." Thomas said defensively.

"Dylan, was he?" Allister asked and Dylan gasped.

"N-no Mr. Allister." Dylan's stuttered.

"There's a singe mark on the railin'." Allister pointed out.

"It isn't from me, I don't smoke." Thomas stuck his nose in the air and passed by Allister, not expecting the Scotsman to grab him and pull him against his body. Allister quickly stuck his hand into Thomas' pocket getting a yelp. In reaction Thomas' hips bucked forward and the boy tried to wiggle himself free. Just then Cailean passed by the room and saw Allister's hand digging into Thomas's pants. Cailean immediately went to his husbands rescue and pulled him away from Allister, Allister not caring since he got what he wanted.

"What the fuck were ye doin', Thomas are ye alright."

"This is wha' Ai was doin'." Allister said and held out five mini cigarettes. "Lad was smokin' in here and singed my railin'." Allister handed Cailean the cigars and Cailean studied them before he gripped them in his hand and dragged Thomas out of Allister's bedroom by his forearm. Not a word was said until Cailean pulled Thomas into their room and shut the door.

"What the bloody hell, what the fuck where you thinkin'. Ye could have burned the house down singeing it, and Dylan was there."

"Like I give a fuck, give me my cigars." Thomas made a grab for them but Cailean pulled back and tossed them out the open window.

"HEY THOSE COSTED MONEY ARSEHOLE!" Thomas yelled at Cailean and looked out the window.

"Yes, Kirkland money that ye are cut off from until ye kick the habit." Cailean said and Thomas turned around with a pissed off look on his face.

"WHAT!"

"Ye heard me, now sit until I think of a punishment."

"FUCK YOU CAI!" Thomas made his way for the bedroom door, but Cailean caught Thomas arm and pulled him back. "LET THE FUCK GO!"

"I SAID SIT!" Cailean pushed Thomas down on the bed but the younger man stood up.

"YOU AREN'T MY FUCKING BOSS, IM LEAVING AND THAT'S IT!" Cailean grabbed Thomas by the arm and yelled at him.

"I FUCKIN' AM, I CREATED YE SO I'M YER MASTER!"

"THE FUCK YOU ARE!" Thomas yelled, stunned and pissed that Cailean, his own husband, pulled this card out.

"IS THIS THE FUCKED UP FAMILY YE CAME FROM, SMOKERS AREN'T ALLOWED TE LIVE IN THIS MANSION!"

"WHY IS THAT CAUSE IT WILL SCREW UP YOUR FAMILY MORE THAN IT ALREADY IS YOU ARSEHO-!" Thomas was silenced by a fist hitting his cheek and sent him falling and he turned around trying to catch himself, thus causing Thomas to fall into the vanity mirror. The Brit was silent for a bit when he fell face forward to the ground. Instantly he heard a gasp and felt Cailean next to him in a heartbeat.

"Shit, Thomas, are ye alright?" Cailean asked. "I didn't mean te snap, look at me." Cailean flipped over his husband, seeing the glass in his lovers body. "Tommy hold still." Cailean said and went to pull out a piece of glass but Thomas reacted and started pushing Cailean away.

"GET OFF!" He screamed and grabbed a piece of glass dug into his forearm, ripping it out and swinging it at Cailean.

"CALM DOWN TOMMY, I'M TRYING TO HELP!" Cailean yelled at Thomas noticed the blood pouring from his arm.

"Shit, an artery." Cailean said knowing that it was dangerous because even though it would heal, it would make any vampire hungry. "Thomas, stay still." Cailean ordered but the teen only squirmed, making it difficult for Cailean to heal the wound.

"GET OFF OF ME." Thomas brought the glass up and cut Cailean across the face, making the older vampire pull away. Thomas freed his legs and kicked Cailean off. The man fell over as Thomas got up and walked quickly to the door. "FUCK YOU KIRKLAND!" Thomas yelled and threw open the door, slamming it shut behind him.

Allister peeked out to see what was happening, finding Thomas stomping down the hallway. "Where the hell are ye goin'?" Allister asked and raised a brow at Thomas' bloodied and glass covered body.

"NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS!" Thomas yelled and stomped down the stair and straight out the door. Allister waited for Cailean to chase after the teen but when no one came out he went to check on him. He found Cailean sitting on his bed , he also looked around at the room, noting the blood and glass on the floor.

"Wha' the hell happened?"

"I punched him, he fell against the mirror." Cailean curled up and gripped his arms.

"That kid makes your blood boil, et's amazing really."

"Shut it, get over here I'm hungry."

"My my bossy." Allister muttered and walked over.

"Shut up, I fed ye when ye were little."

"Yah yah." Allister said and reached the bed.

"Should I go look for him?" Cailean asked Allister as he took his younger brothers arm.

"Nah, he'll comeback." Allister flinched as Cailean bit into his arm. Allister sighed as he waited for his brother to finish. He was a bit spooked when he felt someone cling to his back and turned the best he could, meeting a small smiled Dylan.

"Um, hi Mr. Allister."

"Dylan, what are ye doin' here?"

"Ai got lonely and got scared. Doesn' tha' hurt?" Dylan asked, sliding his fingers against Allister's arm Cailean was on. Cailean growled at the approaching hand and Dylan pulled it back, hugging Allister in fear.

"Et's fine ye greedy bastard." Allister said to his older brother. "Dylan why don' ye go back tae the room and Ai'll be there soon."

"But Ai'm scared te be alone."

"Alright, Ai'll be done in a moment." Allister said and Dylan slowly wrapped his arms around Allister.

"Done, I'm goin' te bed." Cailean muttered after throwing Allister's arm away. He laid on his side and threw the blanket over his head.

"Geez."

"Don' worry Mr. Cailean, Mr. Thomas will get lonely and come back. He might not look et but he like people." Dylan said before pulling Allister towards the door.

"Just trust the lad tae come back."

"I haven't been able te trust him since he told me what ye both did that night."

"Don' go blaming the lad fer my mistake."

"Ye both are te blame. I told him I forgave him, he never asked if I trusted him. I don'."

"Then maybe ye should talk with him, if ye haven' noticed the signs tha' he's hidin' somethin'." Allister said, Eily stopping next to Dylan.

"Are ye talkin' about Thomas?"

"Ie." Dylan nodded.

"We were goin' te leave later, he suddenly stomped out. What the fuck happened?"

"Thomas was caught smokin', both of them went off on Thomas." Dylan said.

"Smokin', he's does know that that's not allowed. Jeanne doesn't want them around Françoise."

"What secrets do ye know about Tommy?" Cailean asked, getting a little jealous.

"Nothing, he's te guarded."

"About his family?" Dylan said.

"He told me he depended on himself, I guess his parents weren't the type te care for him."

"Whatever, I'm going te sleep." Cailean said and shut his eyes tight.

"Yw scared him yw know." Dylan said. "Yw shouldn' back a person so fragile te a corner." With that Dylan left with Allister in hand and Eily shut her brothers door.

"Ai do hope they will be alright." Dylan said as he and Allister walked back into Allister's room.

"They'll be fine, though they've never fought like this before."

"Ai hope Ai'm not a bad omen for them." Dylan said but Allister just chuckled and sat Dylan on the bed carefully.

"Come on, lay down and finish yer breakfast."

"Ai heard the crash and dropped et on the ground, is et ok if we share." Dylan smiled up at the Scotsman.

"Alright, but Ai have only one fork."

"Et's ok." Dylan said and opened his mouth. Allister just chuckled and sat next to Dylan. Allister stabbed the omelette with his fork and tore part of it off. He stuck the fork in Dylan's mouth and the boy ate the omelette off.

"So."

"Delicious, here." Dylan took the fork from Allister, repeating what the Scotsman had done before. Allister ate off the fork and chewed it thoroughly and swallowing before replying.

"Yer right." Allister said and Dylan pouted.

"Ai don' know if yw noticed but Ai've been trying my best te flirt with yw all day."

"Ai noticed." Allister smirked and put the plate and silverware off to the side.

"Then why didn' yw say anything?" Dylan asked with a small glare.

"Ai was waiting till ye were brave enough tae kiss me." Allister said and Dylan copied his smirk.

"If tha's all then let me take care of et." And with those words Dylan got on his knees and leaned over, placing a kiss on Allister's lips. Allister continued to smirk and fell onto his back, taking Dylan with him. The younger chuckled and pulled away. "Ai wan' yw te know Ai'm not some prostitute, Ai just wanted te kiss yw so badly."

"Ai know so get yer lips back here." Allister said and pulled Dylan back down. Dylan giggle and pushed his lip against Allister's again, then pulled away. He laid his forehead against Allister's and stared into emerald eyes.

"Did yw know that eyes, are the doors te the soul?" Dylan said.

"Then what does my soul look like."

"Et's happy." Dylan said and snuggled against Allister's chest.

"Hm, have a good rest Dylan." Allister said, not aware that Dylan was already alseep. Allister closed his eyes, falling asleep as well in the midst of the peace.

*Page Break*

Cailean groaned as the fall wind blew in from a cracked window and he rolled like he normally did when he forget to shut the window. Unfortunately he didn't find the heat source he usually did and stuck a hand out to feel for the heat source. When he didn't find anyone he opened his eyes to an empty bed. Cailean pushed himself up on his knees and looked around his room, no one. With a sigh Cailean crawled out of bed and walked over to the window, shutting it and walking out of his room.

He noted that Allister's door was open and he wasn't in it, along with Dylan. He could tell it was around midnight by the chattering downstairs and he followed it. When he reached the stairs he saw Allister racing up them.

"Oh Cai, yer finally awake. Do ye feel any better?"

"Thomas isn't in bed, did he even come home?"

"No, he's been gone all day."

"I'm going te go look for him."

"Alright, Eily already went looking but I'll come with ye."

"Alright." Cailean said and both made their way downstairs.

"We'll be back." Allister called into the dining room where Dylan was chatting with the rest of the family.

"Alright, I think it's Françoise bedtime." Jeanne said and picked up her daughter by Dylan.

"I want to talk with Mr. Dylan, mama." Françoise said.

"Nope." Jeanne said and carried her daughter out of the room.

"Be careful Mr. Allister, Mr. Cailean." Dylan said as he turned around.

"We will." Allister said, his brother already out the door.

"I smell Eily's scent, she's not that far away." Cailean said and ran as he could in the first sprint. Allister followed and soon both caught speed. It didn't take long to track their sister and soon they picked up on Thomas' scent. Cailean sped up a bit more, Allister chasing his older brother. He finally caught him when they stopped in the middle of nowhere, the only thing around for mile was a small abandoned farm home. The paint was peeled off the home and the shutters were on the ground, covered in weeds and insects. In front of the house was Eily, sitting on top of Thomas. Thomas was kicking and yelling at Eily who was yelling back at the younger vampire. Thomas held a cigarette away from her as she tried to grab it.

"Wha's the hell?" Allister said and watched the two tossing around.

"EILY…THOMAS!" Cailean yelled and ran over to the duo, grabbing his sister around the waist. He picked her up and laid her on the ground nearby. She got on her knees and crawled away with a pout, reaching Allister and he helped her up. While they did that Cailean got on his knees and next to Thomas.

"Tommy, are ye ok?" Cailean asked and Thomas flipped over, punching Cailean against the cheek. Cailean flinched, but immediately concentrated on the British boy trying to get up. Instead of letting Thomas get away, Cailean laid him flat on his back and pinned him into place with his arms and legs being on either side of Thomas.

The younger squirming place, anger tears in his eyes as he found no way out. "Hold still." Cailean said and grabbed the cigarette while the boy wasn't paying attention.

"HEY, GET OFF AND GIVE IT BACK!" Thomas screamed out and let the tears slide by.

"Calm down, I got something te tell ye." Cailean cooed. Thomas whimpered as Cailean got lower. "I'll give this one back, but this is yer last one…alright, no more." Cailean got a nod back, but didn't hand back the cigarette yet. "I'll also get up, if we can talk things out." At this Thomas looked away, to the house, and back before nodding again. "Can I hear yer voice?" Cailean asked, climbing off of his husband.

"W-what do you w-want to talk about."

"I wanted te tell ye that I wanted te turn into ye when I'm cold at night. I'm sorry fer punching ye in the face, pushing ye into the mirror, and saying I was yer master. We are equals, and I'm sorry for calling yer family screwed up."

"The same." Thomas muttered.

"Let me see yer arm." Cailean said, handing over the mini cigar to the Brit. In return Thomas showed his blood covered arm to Cailean, his body covered in blood.

"It's closed now, but it bled so bad."

"Because it hit an artery, yer probably dehydrated by now." Cailean said placing the arm down. He studied Thomas face and notice a small piece of mirror still inside Thomas' face. "Hold still." Cailean said and without warning he dug into the cut to pull the glass out. Thomas gasped and clung to Cailean's wrist.

"W-what are you doing?" Thomas asked and not a minute later Cailean had the glass in his hand.

"Ye missed one." He smiled and threw it to the side, sitting next to Thomas.

"You're in your night clothes." Thomas said.

"Yes, I came looking fer ye."

"Cai…earlier you asked if I was upset, I never told you but yes I am. I've been having night terrors, I was never hungry. I was dreaming of my family and I just didn't know what to do, so I told you it was hunger waking me up. I'm sorry."

"It's fine, ye didn't waste any blood so it's ok."

"I want to tell you about my family, better to show you as well." Thomas said and dug the cigar on the ground.

"What do ye mean?" Cailean asked as Thomas stood up.

"This is my family's house." He said and helped Cailean stand. "I want to show you why I couldn't come back." Thomas pulled Cailean over to a group of crosses. Allister and Eily followed them with curiosity.

"This is my big brothers and sisters graves, well that last ones my baby brother's grave."

"They died."

"HA, I wish. My parents never wanted any kids, it started with Benjamin, then Elizabeth, and then the twins Victor and Victoria. They killed them one by one, no they didn't just kill them, they s-." Thomas stopped and clung to Cailean. "They skinned them Cai…they skinned my siblings."

"Tommy." Cailean said and held onto the boy.

"They made them into furniture, and cooked what was left. I starved for a while after every time. Andy was the last straw, Cai…it was my turn when Andrew was born and then he cried and laughed too much. I watched them, I tried to stop them, but they just stabbed him, they cut me good."

"Shuuuu." Cailean said and hugged the now bawling teen.

"My siblings took care of me, I couldn't help them."

"Do ye want te go inside?"

"I want it set ablaze."

"Where are yer parents now lad?" Allister asked.

"Inside, the last I saw of them." Thomas' gave a crooked smile.

"Ai'll go look." Allister said and walked down to the house.

"It's unfair, they were all better people then I was, so why did they die."

"It's fate, ye came to kill me and found a home."

"I didn't come to kill you, I came to be killed, but I wimped out. I don't deserve to live for what I did." Thomas said and clung to his husband.

"What did you do?"

"I got even." Thomas said and felt his head being petted.

"Allister's taking a while." Eily said.

"Can we go grab something from Andy and my bed?" Thomas asked and Cailean smiled lightly.

"Alright." Cailean grabbed Thomas' hand and led him over to the house. "Again, I'm sorry."

"It's fine…no make up sex though."

"Eh." Cailean shrugged his shoulders. "Not the right atmosphere." Thomas rolled his eyes as they came upon the door. Allister was on his way out and almost ran into his brother, he was a bit shaken.

"Ai wouldn't go in there." Allister said, but Thomas pushed him to the side and walked past him alone. "Et's disturbin', there's skin everywhere."

"Oh boy. TOM, ARE YE ALRIGHT!?"

"FINE!" Thomas yelled from somewhere in the house. Not listening to his brother, Cailean went past him and into the home.

"This place isn't so bad, minus the rats, insects, and the smell." Cailean said and pinched his nose. "TOM WHERE ARE YOU?!" Cailean called out.

"In here." Thomas said in a room down the hall, Cailean hurried toward the room. When he got there he looked around, seeing a one bedded room, Thomas was looking around the room for something.

"This place makes my head hurt."

"Lay down on our old bed. I'll come get you in a few minutes."

"Alright." Cailean said and laid down on the very old bed, passing out almost immediately. Thomas had walked out before he had fallen asleep, but Cailean felt a presence. He opened his eyes to see familiar blue hair, but it was a child standing in front of him. "Thomas." Cailean muttered, still tired.

"Who the hell are you, get out of my bed?"

"Goddamn, I'm seeing things."

"Shu~, you'll wake Andy and then we'll get in trouble." The little boy said and slapped Cailean's hand.

"I'm sorry, I was just really tired."

"I guess I could let you stay if you don't yell."

"Thank ye, would ye like te sleep next te me?"

"Is it safe?"

"Safest place here." Cailean flashed a smile at the boy before the child climbed into the bed.

"I'm Thomas."

"I know, I'm Cailean." Cailean said and Thomas curled up next to Cailean. It was calm until a bang came with a bloody scream. Cailean sprung up while little Thomas curled up.

Another shot.

Thomas was bawling and trying to hide, not only him but Andrew was screaming as he cried. "Be quite Andy or they'll get us." Thomas said hiding under the blanket.

"I've got it." Cailean hurried over to the crib in the room and looked down to see a crying baby. "Hey little guy." Cailean whispered, reaching a hand into the crib. The baby paused and looked up at the new face, curious over anything.

"He stopped." Thomas said, getting out of the bed in a hurry.

"Yes, he just wanted attention." Cailean said with a smile, a hand suddenly landing on his. He looked over to see an older Thomas, around the age he had been when Cailean had first seen him.

"You know a lot, you'd make a great dad." Thomas said right before an angry scream ripped through the room.

"THOMAS, GET YOUR ARSE OUT HERE YOU BLUE HAIRED FREAK!" The shut door's knob began to twist as the angry man tried to get in.

"Oh no." Thomas muttered. "You've got to go now or I'll get punished again." Thomas said before he disappea

. When Cailean opened his eyes he was alone in the bedroom. He looked over to the crib in the room and sat up in bed. Cailean blacked out for a moment because when he looked again he was in front of the crib. Looking down, he saw the red stained blankets, thus reminding him of his dream. Before he sobbed out again, an arm wrapped itself around his. Cailean looked to see Thomas staring down at the same stains.

"This is where they killed Andy, stabbing him over and over. You know, I feel like he would have loved you."

"Really?" Cailean smiled at the younger and leaned against him.

"You would have been a great dad to him."

"Hm, I was actually thinking when we sort all of this out, we should adopt a child for our family."

"What?" Thomas looked over, shocked at the words Cailean had just said. Not only did Cailean seem like he wasn't the type to like a child, but he acted very similar. Thomas began picking out all the problems there was with having a child in their family, then he thought positively. Thomas himself was lonely when Cailean was in meetings with his brothers and cousins and a child would keep him busy. The fuzzy feeling Thomas had inside was torn into pieces when he thought of when hunger would hit, if one of them would attack a baby that would just be too painful, and what if they both were going hunting then who would watch the baby, Jeanne has Françoise.

"We'll see." Thomas muttered and dug into his pocket, pulling his matches out. "Lets finish this first." Cailean looked at the Brit and then down at the crib. He notice a small stuffed rabbit laying in the crib and he reached down, picking it up.

"Do you want this toy."

"Yes, I'll give it to Françoise." Thomas smiled as he took the doll.

"Alright, shall we go hunt." Cailean said, hunger in his eyes.

"Of course, I'm rather hungry." Thomas smiled and shoved the doll into Cailean's hands. He removed a match from its case and stuck it, causing the tip of the match to become in flamed. He threw it onto the bed and grabbed his husbands hand before pulling him out of the now burning bedroom. That wasn't the last match Thomas lit and threw, he lit one for ever room to spread the fire. Once the duo opened the door the air flew in and Thomas pulled Cailean out of the house before it exploded from the oxygen intake. The force sent the two a few feet ahead and into the dirt, scrapping their arms.

"Ugh, ow my body." Cailean muttered as he turned onto his back.

"Mine as well."

"ARE YOU BOTH ALRIGHT!?" Eily yelled, running toward them.

"As good as we can be." Thomas muttered as he pushed himself up on his knees.

"My back singed I think, how ironic."

"What happened?" Allister asked, helping his big brother off the ground.

"Matches, lots of them."

"We're your parents in there?" Eily asked, pulling Thomas to his feet.

"Yes, right where I left them." Thomas said, wrapping Cailean's arm around his waist.

"What?" Allister spoke up, confused by the last part of Thomas' answer.

"I told you I got even, two lives for five is good enough to me." Thomas muttered, smiling widely.

"Eh." The three siblings let out.

"How, when?" Cailean asked.

"When I was 12, they went to bed after killing Andy. I grabbed that mans gun and shot them over and over before burying Andy." Cailean clutch Thomas around the waist. There was a silence that was only filled by the inferno blazing behind the four family members. No one dared to speak in fear of insulting the younger, their silence already doing so. Allister and Cailean exchanged looks of dumbfound with Eily and each other before Allister finally spoke up.

"They deserved it." Plainly Allister said and patted Thomas on the head. "Ai won' say ye chose the right thin', but they're off this world."

"I guess your right, but what's done is done." Thomas muttered, head down in a depressed state, not able to utter a word. Cailean seemed to notice before his brother and sister and tried to distract them.

"I for one am starving, how about we start the hunting."

"I just want to go home." Thomas muttered, curling against Cailean

"No we are going te eat and then we will go home."

"I don't want to eat Cai, I just want to rest."

"Come on, some alone time, just the both of us. Ye can't say no because Eily and Allister already left." Thomas looked up to notice the absent duo.

"Shit." Thomas said, Cailean taking the chance to steal the Brit from the ground in a scoop of his arms.

"I know the perfect place for ye and me to feed." Cailean said and took off with Thomas clinging to him.

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Dylan sat alone in the dining room, waiting for Allister to return. It was around three in the morning, almost two hours since Cailean and Allister. The Bonnefoy's had long went to bed, Jeanne insisting Dylan return to Allister's room for the night, but Dylan just told her he would wait. By now his behind was aching from the wooden chairs, not helping his healing process. Dylan was falling asleep while he was waiting, lucky for him, the door open and in walked Eily and Allister, Eily having blood in her hair and dress.

The two vampires were talking, but stopped when they noticed Dylan sitting on the dining room chair. At first they were shocked, but Allister smiled and walked into the dark room.

"Aren' ye suppose tae be asleep?"

"Ai wanted te go te bed with yw, Ai feel safer with yw around." Dylan said, standing up slowly, holding a hand on his backside.

"Ye shouldn' be up so long and sittin', lets go tae bed." Allister said, scooping the Welsh boy up into his arms.

"Ok."

"Allister, ask him now before ye make things acquired." Eily said as she climbed the stairs.

"Ask me what?" Dylan asked, smiling sweetly at Allister.

"Dylan, will ye feed me tonight?"

"Ywr hungry? What about those two men by the forest?"

"Ai bled that and fed that to Cai. Ye don't have tae."

"Et's alrigh', lets go upstairs so we don' interrupt the others." Dylan said, kissing Allister's cheek.

"Et's really ok?" Allister asked as his feet moved toward the stairs.

"Yes, et's for ywr health so Ai won' deprive yw of the only medicine."

"Thank ye." Allister said and climbed the stairs with his sister and new lover. When they reached the top Allister separated from Eily and tried to make it to his room as fast as possible while trying not to alert Dylan. Once the two reached the room Allister laid Dylan down and went back to close and lock the door. Allister returned and wasted no time climbing over the human.

"Ywr eyes, they look so hungry."

"Ai am." Allister said licking Dylan's neck right after.

"Please don' make et hurt te much." Dylan moved his head to the side, exposing more flesh to the hungry Scotsman. Allister looked up at the younger man making sure he was comfortable. Dylan had his eyes shut and muttering something as he shook a bit. Dylan wasn't the only one shaking, Allister was nerves. He'd never bitten Dylan alive before, he was scared of hurting him. For a moment Allister rethought this, taking control of his hunger. As he was about to pull back an arm wrapped around his neck and a hand landed on his head. "Is somethin' wron', do Ai not taste good for yw?" Dylan asked, not sounding hurt at all, instead a bit comforting as his hand massages the back of Allister's head.

"Ai'm rethinkin' this, Ai don' wan' tae hurt ye." Allister looked up at the smiling boy.

"Et's ok, how bad can et hurt after Ai was just…raped twice in a row, Ai bet et will feel nice." Dylan sadly smiled.

"Don' show me tha' smile, give me yer bright smile." Allister said and snuggled against Dylan's neck.

"Ok, bite mi and Ai'll smile the whole time. Dylan said and smiled widely.

"Ai'm scared tae." Allister finally said, surprising the Welsh boy. Dylan sat up and instantly pull Allister into a hug.

"Et's alrigh', don' be scared because Ai'll be fine."

"Ai haven' stopped on someone since Ai was a chil'." Allister shook and held onto Dylan. "Ai should have just killed someone with Eily, Ai'm sorry."

"Et's fine Allister, and didn' yw feed off ywr husband?"

"Only once, Ai made a promise tae him tae take his blood when he died, Ai'm still disgusted with myself." Allister growled and was even crying against Dylan's shoulder.

"Allister." Dylan muttered, crying a bit himself. "Yw shouldn' feel disgusted, yw should feel glad tha' he offered you his blood after death, abstinence from blood. Wha' was his name?"

"Well…his name is actually your name."

"Rywn?" Dylan said.

"Dylan."

"Oh." Dylan blushed. "Ai see." Dylan frowned.

"Don' ye dare think those though's, ye are different than him." Allister said and pulled away from Dylan. "Ai love ye now, as ye are."

"Ai was thinkin' Ai must be a reminder of his death, Ai wasn' thinkin' about being a replacement…though thank yw for tellin' me." Dylan muttered and kissed Allister.

"Ye do remind me of Dylan, the fun times. They give me ideas of what we can do."

"Ywr eating before we do anything."

"Ai'm sorry, Ai shouldn't have brought et up."

"Do mi a favor, just shut the hell up and get ywr fangs into mi neck." Dylan puffed his cheek making Allister chuckle a little.

"Lets just both go to bed, we look horrid."

"Ai said put ywr fang in mi neck, Ai can' sleep if ywr not alrigh'. If ywr still worried abou' mi, don'."

"Dylan, stop…please." Allister's breathing became shallow and eyes slowly turning to a shade of brown.

"Jus' let go of ywr hunger, Ai'll be fine."

"Ai'm hungry, but Ai'm scared."

"Yw don' think Ai am, Ai wan' yw te feel better so jus' bite mi neck."

"Only if ye don' fall unconscious." Allister said, his body moving on its on according. His head was already against Dylan's neck, taking in the Welsh boys scent. Allister's hands moved to Dylan's shoulder and hair.

"Ai'll stay awake the whole time, Ai promise." Dylan said and as his last word left his mouth a sharp pain ripped through his neck that caused a gasp from Dylan. One of Dylan's arms wrapped around Allister and clenched his clothes. Allister removed his fangs and placed his mouth over the twin holes. Dylan could feel the blood rushing out and only chuckled. Allister stared over at his lover, a bit confused, but kept drinking the warm red liquid flooding into his mouth. Dylan kept chuckling and giggling as Allister licked his neck.

"What?" Allister asked, finally having enough of his curiosity.

"T-tha' tickles a lot, Ai like et." Dylan said, smiling widely. Allister was shocked but returned to his neck, licking up the sliding blood from Dylan's neck. The human male kept laughing until a new feeling washed over him and a moan escapes him. At first Allister was confused until he saw the tears running down Dylan's face.

"Wha's wron'?" Allister asked after pulling away from Dylan's neck. Dylan fell back on the bed and continued to cry while Allister tried to talk to him. "Did Ai hurt ye? Why are ye cryin'?" Allister asked, that's when he noticed the blood on the bed. The Scot looked at the bottom of Dylan's pajama bottom, blood covering them. "Stay here, Ai'll get Eily."

"Ok." Dylan muttered, laying flat out. Allister raced out only to return in seconds with his sister in toe.

"What happened?"

"Ai was eating and he was laughin', suddenly he started cryin'. He tore it back open and is bleedin'." Allister explained as he grabbed Dylan's hand.

"Ai'll take care of him, can ye spread his legs for me?" Eily said and lit her candle. Allister let go of Dylan's hand and ran to his feet, removing the blood stained pants.

"Ai-Ai'll wash them, Ai'm sorry." Dylan said as Allister laid the pants to the side.

"Don' worry Dylan, Ai'll have a servant do et." Allister cooed and removed Dylan's undergarments, leaving the boy exposed. Allister pushed Dylan's legs far apart and Eily collected her things. "So Dylan, Ai was goin' tae take ye tae town tomorrow for clothing, Ai guess tha's out of the plan."

"Ai'm sorry."

"Don' be, now we can spend all day together in my room." Allister smiled over Dylan's legs at said boy. Dylan gasped as he felt the flame near his skin.

"Ai see ye just tore open the old wounds, how about Ai stuff a small amount of cloth in there to stop the bleeding, Ai'll even teach Allister how te place them right."

"O-Ok." Dylan muttered. "Hey, Miss. Eily."

"Yes?"

"Are yw lonely?"

"What do ye mean?"

"Ai've noticed that everyone here is married or has been except ye."

"Oh that, ye see Ai'm not the marrying type. Ai have yet to find a proper man for myself."

"Oh, good for yw." Dylan said, twitching as Eily cared to him. "Ai'm sorry for spitting on yw, et was gross."

"Et's fine, Ai forgave ye long ago. Done." Eily said and blew out the candle. "Does et hurt as much."

"No, thank yw Eily." Dylan said and Allister put his legs together.

"Yer welcome."

"How about tomorrow we can take a bath together and share some time together?" Allister asked, wrapping the blanket around Dylan.

"Ie." Dylan blushed and nodded repeatedly. Eily packed her things and quietly left the duo alone.

"Men." She scoffed as she walked down the hall. The night remained quiet even when Thomas and Cailean returned home at daylight breaking.

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The years 2013, December 18 and four in the afternoon. School had just gotten out, which meant another day of hell was over for Dylan. Ever since he started high school he's been bullied. Today was no different, today his bullies met with him at the subway station. Dylan always took it home, a small house on the bad side of town. His parents never cared, especially when he got excepted into a high grade school, they loathed Dylan's existence in their lives. The only reason they kept him around was because they got payed for his school, they used that money on drugs and alcohol. Dylan had only two friends to share his problems with, Navah and Fausto, two exchange student. So far Dylan was depending on himself for everything since he was a nobody in a society of somebodies. He never really thought anyone would take interest in him, until he found someone who was.

While Dylan was waiting for his train alone when he notice a group of bullies looking at him. Dylan tried to ignore them, but they started walking over to Dylan, freaking the Welsh boy out. Dylan tried to look away but was cut off guard when a man stepped in between him and the bullies only a few feet away.

"There ye are, Ai've been searching around fer ever, ye know we get worried when ye don' hurry." The man said, dumbfounding everyone in the group and Dylan. The man kept winking at Dylan until he caught on to the mans idea.

"Oh, Ie. Ai'm sorry, Ai guess Ai lost track if time."

"We better go before mother thinks we're eloping. Ye know how she can be."

"Ie, again Ai'm sorry." Dylan said and turned to walk with the man.

"Just call next time." The man said and began walking when Dylan was pulled back by the bullies.

"Who's this Dilly?" One guy asked.

"Te attractive te be a boyfriend." A girl said, looking the man up in down.

"Ai sure as hell am his boyfriend, now let him go before we miss our train." The man made a grab for Dylan, but the male bully tossed him to another boy, who shoved Dylan to another person. "Ai said let him go now." The mans large eyebrows furrowed and he pushed two of the bullies aside. As the man made a grab for Dylan, but the other bully pushed him aside. Dylan stumbled and fell into the tracks.

There was a scream causing everyone to look at a woman pointing down at the tracks. When people looked over the edge they saw Dylan, then the light at the end of the tunnel.

"KID GET UP!" People kept yelling at Dylan, but the boy had hit his head when he fell and couldn't hear anyone. As the train got closer the man jumped down into the tracks and wasted no time pinning Dylan to the side of the tracks. The man let out a terrified breath right before the train ran by them, the mans back barely missing the train. When the train stopped the man wasted no time and picked Dylan up, sitting him on the walk way. The man quickly jumped out himself and moved himself and Dylan behind the line. The bullies had ran away but the man was too busy with Dylan to chase them.

"Should we call the police?" Some people asked, crowding Dylan and the man.

"No, Ai'll take him tae my doctor." The man said and picked Dylan up bridle style. With Dylan pressed against him, the man boarded the train. A few hours later Dylan woke up on the train, his head on the man's lap.

"Oh, yer up. How do ye feel." The man from before asked Dylan.

"Ai'm fine, thank yw sir." Dylan smiled up at the man.

"Call me Allister."

"Ai'm Dylan."

"Ai know, Dylan Rywn Ellis."

"How do yw know tha'?"

"We've met before, though ye probably don' remember me."

"Wha's else do yw know?" Dylan asked, sitting up.

"Yer 17, and live in a crappy home. Those clothes tell me ye still live with yer parents, but they don' care about ye."

"How do ye know that much?" Dylan was a bit spooked of his savior.

"Because Ai've known ye fer so long." Allister said and kissed Dylan on the head. "Ai swear ye get cuter every time."

"Ai'm kind of scared, please tell me who ye are." Allister looked around at the empty cart and smiled at Dylan.

"Ai'm Allister Kirkland, yer husband in nine other lives."

"Arsehole, quit jokin'. How would anyone live tae be ten lives older?" Dylan said, arms wrapping around his waist. "Stop et." Dylan said and tried to push Allister away.

"Sorry, Ai just got hungry and Ai've been waiting 17 years fer ye." Allister said and pushed Dylan flat on the seat.

"EH!" Dylan let out and turned his head to the side, not knowing that's what Allister want. With a swift movement Dylan gasped in pain, Allister's fangs digging into his neck. "W-WHAT T-THE HE-ah ha." Dylan began chuckling, turning into a full blown laugh. "T-THA'S TICKLES HA HA!" People in the next cart glared at the laughing Welsh boy but didn't dare move. "W-what are yw doin'?" Dylan asked, trying to catch his breath.

"Eating." Allister said, looking up at Dylan. Dylan stared a bit at the blood covered face of Allister, connecting the dots in his head. Allister smiled and returned to Dylan's neck. Dylan laughed and tried to push Allister away. Once the night prince was done he covered the marks around Dylan's neck with his Scottish flag scarf. The teenager was breathing heavily, trying to catch his breath. "So, lets go home." Allister said, helping Dylan sit up.

"Ai am not living with yw, we just met."

"Ye just met me, Ai've known you since the late 1700."

"Ai'm not tha's old, just leave mi alone. Ye've fed so please just leave mi alone." Dylan said folding his hands across his lap.

"No, ye don' never wan' tae be alone. Aren' those two friends of yer's leavin'. Ye ain' bein' left alone."

"If yw're already married mi then yw don' need mi now."

"Dylan, ye've died nine times, this time fer sure is the right one, Ai can feel et. Please come live with me, my family wan's tae meet ye."

"Family." Dylan said, looking at Allister with wide eyes.

"Our family, my sister and brothers, nephew and cousins."

"That sounds like a big family, wha' are they like?"

"Come home with me, they are waitin'."

"Yw promise, they will like mi."

"Aye lad." Allister said and pulled Dylan into a hug. It was a surprise when Dylan started to cry and clung to Allister's clothes.

"Ai don' like bein' alone and hated." Dylan nuzzled into Allister, finding the comfort he wanted.

"Ai won' let ye be alone anymore alrigh'."

"Ie." Dylan muttered, Allister kissing his forehead. "Where are we goin'?"

"London, England, to Kirkland Manor."

"Kirkland as in the big brand Kirkland's?" Dylan said.

"Aye."

"Ai'm sorry fer bein' rude."

"Et's fine."

"So wha's our family like?" Allister smiled at the fact Dylan was warming up to him,

"Well Eily is the eldes', born three minutes before Cailean. She is unwedded, nice woman though. Cai is married tae Thomas, a blued hair punk and they adopted a baby boy, named him after Thomas' baby brother. Then et's me and following is Arthur. Tha' twerp is married tae the damn American Alfred Jones, ye might of heard about him."

"Ie." Dylan nodded.

"My cousin Francis Bonnefoy married a witch and had a daughter, ye named her Françoise."

"They let mi name her." Dylan repeated.

"Aye, Jeanne, Francis' wife, was like a mother tae ye, she loved ye so much. Et was the end of yer second life, ye tried tae save her but the fire ruined any chance."

"Fire?" Dylan asked a bit spooked.

"They captured her and burned her at the stake, ye were burned badly as well."

"How'd Ai die?"

"Francis' anger got the best of him and he crushed yer windpipe."

"Ah." Dylan gasped, clinging tae Allister. "Is he still mad."

"He forgave ye."

"Ai'm sorry Ai can' remember this."

"Et's not yer fault."

"So, Ai'm tired."

"Ye wan' me tae watch ye, Ai'll wake ye up when we arrive." Allister said as Dylan laid down on Allister's lap.

"Ai've been so restless lately, Ai'm happy et's vacation now."

"Ai get ye tae myself." Allister smirked, and weaved his hand through Dylan's hair."Oh and happy birthday Dylan." Allister said, holding Dylan's hand with his other hand.