"You bastard!" Nathan screamed. "What the hell did you do?!" Robert laughed and walked over to his son. His red eyes glowed in the dark alley, and each step he took clanged off the hollow walls.

"No, Hello Dad? Or nice to see you? I thought I raised you with better manners." Nathan growled as he came closer. He rubbed Roxy's arms as she began to shake slightly.

"What did you do to her?!" Nathan yelled again, but this time he stood; still cradling Roxy in his arms. Roxy groaned slightly at being moved and her hand came up and clutched Nathan's shirt.

"Put me down." She said dryly; Nathan looked down at her shocked.

"What, Roxy I…."

"Put me down!" She repeated harshly.

"I think you better listen to her boy." His father instructed amused, and Nathan, against better judgment, lowered her to her feet. She roughly shoved him away from her; Nathan stumbled backwards. He didn't understand what had happened until he saw the possessed gaze she held; her eyes stared blankly in to his.

"Rosa, my dear, so glad to have you back." Robert cackled at Nathan's expression. "According to your face, my boy, you need no explanation, so I leave you will these final words. Kill him." Nathan watched his father walk back down the alley way in which he came. However his gaze didn't linger to long because the crazed look that appeared in Roxy's eyes made him flee out of the alley.

He had no such luck because as he reached the opening it was sealed off by a brick wall that appeared out of the ground. He had his back to the wall as he faced her.

"Roxy don't listen to him!" He pleaded with her. He knew his cry fell on deaf ears as she took another step closer. A sliver pointed dagger floated in the air next to her. Nathan threw himself on the ground as the dagger flew past his head.

"Roxy!" He called again to her, but again it was no use. Nathan jumped to the side and behind a dumpster as the dagger ripped itself from the wall and flew at him again. His heart began to pound as a grateful thought popped into his head. He was glad his father had only left her with that one command. Had he had given her instruction or had she been in a right set of mind; he would surly be dead by now.

"Why are you hiding Nathan?" She sang in an eerie sweet voice that echoed off the dampened walls. "Don't you love me?"

Yes, he loved her with all his heart, and that was the reason he hid. Though he knew what had to happen in order for her to be freed. The potion was irreversible, and the only way the victim could be free is if they died.

That's exactly what his father wanted. Robert wanted to torture Nathan and he had finally found the worse way to do it. In order to save Roxy from his grasp Nathan would have to kill her, and in doing so he would be killing part of himself.

"I'm sorry, Roxy." He whispered picking up the silver dagger that now lay abandoned at his side. He could hear the ghost of his fiancée walking towards him. In an instant the dumpster in which he took shelter behind disappeared to reveal his crouching form.

In one swift moment he lunged at her tackling her to the ground, but even as he had the dagger raised above her heart he couldn't do it. Her silver eyes had seemed to regain a little life in them, and with that small amount it showed fear. He sighed dropping the dagger, and with both of his hands he restrained hers above her head.

"Get off me!" She hissed struggling beneath him, but his grip held strong. Of the many reasons he couldn't kill her there was one that had him clinging to hope. Earlier she had spoken to him, and warned him to leave. She was under the potion then, and it meant deep down somewhere she still had a bit of control.

In the world of vampires there was no such thing as a story book ending unless that book happened to be one of misery and despair. Even so Nathan could not restrain himself from kissing her.

No, it did not free her from the spell as it had done in countless fairy tales, but instead she stopped struggling. The effect was just what Nathan had hoped; he had connected with the little part of her that was still there.

"Roxy, I know you're there, so please use the control you have and listen to me speak." The only sound that came from either of them was the sound of their tired breathes. "The potion as you very well know is strong, and if you sink anymore into it's control there is only one way I know of to get you out. Please just hold on until I can find something. I don't want to lose you Roxy; I can't kill you." She seemed to understand because at that moment her eyes drift shut like they had earlier. The ground shook as the wall behind him sank back into the depths of the ground. Again the ghost town fell into a silence only the dead knew of.

Alice, Cathy, and Baa were alone. They wanted to help find Roxy, but now with the disappearance of her lover they were now forced to find him.

"The man I swear it's to determine and love struck for his own good!" Baa ranted as they walked to deserted streets. Cathy shrugged looking into the night sky.

"If you think about it though it is really romantic." She sighed dreamily. "Two star crossed lovers separated by the living and the dead thrust together only to be thrown apart once more." Baa groaned and began to yell louder.

"My god you air headed fool this isn't a romance novel, and I hope to god it doesn't end the Romeo and Juliet!" As the two argued Alice remained silent she had a bad feeling brewing in her gut. Baa and Cathy on the other hand were acting like this happened all the time.

"Guys?" Alice spoke up as a wall across the street fell to the ground.

"Oh My God!"

Oh Hey guys sorry for the wait. I hope you liked this chapter. Reviews help the story continue. Until next time. Italian American