Henry was steaming, stewing and trying to keep his beast at bay. How could Vicki do this to him? Had he been wrong about her giving herself over completely to him? Did she sleep with Mike to get back at him for his feedings? She knew his feedings were a necessary evil and he never, ever let himself enjoy it. His life could not be sustained with Vicki's blood alone and she was well aware of that. His thoughts were interrupted when his phone rang with an unfamiliar number. Growling, he answered with an angry greeting.

"YES!?"

"Oh..Louie," Henry's voice softened. Upon hearing what Louie had to say, his face became dark and worried. Vicki had been taken or rather what was going through Henry's mind was, his Vicki was missing. He thanked Louie, jumped into his car and sped to the park. Suddenly all the thoughts of her cheating or possibly cheating didn't matter right now. Upon arriving, they surfaced again with the disturbing sight of Detective Celluci giving orders to the other officers.

"Spread out people, bring the dogs and start at the fountain, move it!" Mike ordered. Henry wanted nothing more than to march over to Mike and rip his throat out but his human side stopped him.. well that and several potentional witnesses.

"Detective, what's happened?" Henry asked as politely as he could.

"Well, well. Gee, didn't take you long. A crime scene, guess that's a monster's dream huh? By the way, I guess I should share with you that we've got some unsolved murders that seem suspicously similiar to some earlier ones we've had in the past involving your mommy Christina," Mike told Henry. Henry was not in the mood for games and let Mike know this rather quickly.

"I just want to find her, Michael," Henry growled at him.

"Why, so you can humiliate her again? Call her a whore to her face this time?" Mike's eyes flashed with anger. Henry grabbed Mike's throat and pushed him into the back of his cruiser. No one noticed at first as Henry had been quiet and Mike was unable to speak at the moment.

"NO..I want her to be safe so she can tell me how she became pregnant. I need to know detective, have you been with Vicki?" Henry could urge him to tell him but he wanted Mike to tell him willingly.

"I don't screw and tell," Mike hoarsed out. Wrong answer. Henry's rage nearly over took him at that point. Seeing what was happening, Coreen came over and put her hand on Henry's arm. She heard what Henry asked Mike and having no idea why, she felt she should intervene. Having someone find out Henry was a vampire right now would not be helpful and sure as hell wouldn't help them find Vicki. Coreen knew Vicki would be pissed she had come to the park but she would be more pissed if something happened to Henry.

"Henry! Stop! Vicki couldn't do that to you." she was trying to be quiet and soft as not to turn heads. It was so busy with activity that no one had noticed them just yet. Henry let go, threw Mike away from him and stormed away, his fists clenched at his sides. Tears stung his eyes brimming to the point of overflowing. Coreen was right, Vicki woudln't cheat but what was it? How did it happen then?

Mike was human and so was Vicki, was he sure she didn't cheat? He didn't know what she did during the day. His heart hurt, his mind replayed their most intimate moments and deep down, he just knew his Vicki wouldn't cheat. However, that was that gnawing problem of pregnancy to try and explain. His Vicki, the love of his life was now pregnant. But how? Henry stopped and realized that maybe Dahak had been successful the very thought of it making him ill. Of course, he was unaware that Vicki had that very same thought but then Henry was looking for anything possible other than Vicki being unfaithful. He had to find her, he needed to apologize and save her life. Henry started to get into his car when he sensed something and turned, eyes black, fangs extended. Peering into the night, he saw a figure dart away and knew that another vampire was close. Was it her? Surely not! Christina knew that he was serious about ripping her throat out. Carl the cabbie was preparing to get into his car when Henry stopped him and convinced him to remember the van. Carl, with blank eyes told Henry it was a plumbing service that's all he could remember.

"Thank you, you have been helpful," Henry told Carl in his otherwordly voice. Carl shook his head, looked around and got into his cab wondering what the hell had just happened to him.

"What a night!" Carl exclaimed as he rubbed his temples wondering why his head was threatening to split open.

Mike had been close enough that he had heard Carl's revelation as well.

"Well, Fitzroy, you might have just saved Vicki's life but not your relationship," Mike scowled. He'd threatened Henry not to hurt Vicki and yet he did. He might have to make good on his promise whether it made Vicki hate him or not.

Vicki awoke with a slight stir letting the young man know she was not dead. At first, he had been worried there was too much chloroform on his rag but when he listened closely to her chest, he heard her heartbeat.

"You need to let me go," she said, her voice hoarse with being unconscious.

"I'd love to but to which one? That's the question, who wants you worse?" the man said as he paced in front of her. She was bound by her feet and hands and was sitting on the floor of a small room. It appeared to be an office of some sort but where exactly Vicki didn't know.

"Who wants me worse? What do you mean?"

"Why my Christina or your Henry? Which one?" his hot breath ran over her ear.

As he pulled away, Vicki began to get sick...