Henry's mouth tasted bitter with the vile, acrid taste that was Christina's blood. He felt tainted and poisoned yet free and relieved. His mind went to Vicki wondering where she was and how he would ever repair the huge rift that now stood between them. His territorial instincts had taken over with her news of the pregnancy. Never once did the think how she might feel, wondering too if Dahak had been successful. It had taken so much to win Vicki's trust and now he felt as if he had gone backwards further than he had come forward with her. It would remain to be seen, when and if she reconciled with him, how she handled things. Could he be the father was the question that kept playing in his mind. His body could feel the approach of the impending dawn and his heart ached with the knowledge that he would have to wait another twelve hours before finding his beloved. He had to do whatever it took to make amends and beg her forgiveness for accusing her of cheating.

Would she accept it? This was Vicki, after all. Walls had gone up, hearts had been broken and dreams crushed. Time would tell.

After securing the warehouse, Mike agreed to drive Vicki to get her car once he got tired of arguing with her that she was in no shape to drive. He took the prisoner to the police station, booked him for kidnapping and Vicki had called his mother to tell her he was alive and fine. Hearing the woman on the other end cry her many thanks made Vicki feel somewhat guilty about not calling her own mother and instinctly,she put her hand to her stomach wondering if that would be her one day.

"Vicki, please let me take you home, you don't need to drive, " Mike had pleaded one last time as he pulled into the front of her office. They had dropped Coreen on the way and it was just the two of them.

"No, I think I'll stay here tonight, in my back room. I'll be fine," she said. Mike brushed her hair away from her head and seeing her bruised cheek and an eye that was probably going to be black as well, he sighed.

"Yeah, I'm sure you will. Can I ask you something?" Vicki stared at him knowing it was going to be the same question Coreen had asked.

"Mike, I don't know if it's Henry or Dahak, really. How can it be Henry? He's not able and I thought you guys got there in time but maybe..." she ducked her head, her eyes revealing too much already.

"Vic, don't worry. Everything will be fine. You know, maybe you should see Rajani, she might offer some discreet help," Mike had no idea how discreet Rajani had been thus far.

"Sure, thanks. Goodnight Mike," Vicki said as she turned to head up the stairs. Mike nodded, gave her a quick smile and headed home. He called Kate to let her know about their night, sans the vampire information. He was relieved to hear that a suspect had been caught in the murders. It was a group of young kids into the whole vampire cult thing. They had not drained their victims but strangled them then punctured their necks to look like a vampire bite. One had confessed while the other two still said they couldn't be in the sun, they would perish. Mike rolled his eyes with the last bit of information shaking his head as he thought about the young fools who had no idea what a vampire really was.

"Can you believe that Mike? People actually thinking they are vampires," Mike could hear Kate's giggle on the other end.

"The nerve huh?" Mike shook his head thinking she had no idea. He took one last look at Vicki's office window then left for the day. Henry Fitzroy would need to be dealt with but Mike wasn't sure just yet how that would be done.

Vicki locked up and went to her small apartment she had in her office. Without thinking, she pulled out a bottle of bourbon then sighed and put it back, opting for a soda instead. Not much better maybe but at least not alcoholic.

"Need to be careful I guess, just in case," she patted her stomach. It then struck her that she had missed some vague symptoms. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had a cycle, odd but not unusual. Some mornings she had been nauseous and she was hungier than usual but again, she was thinking that was related to her and Henry somehow or maybe her chemistry change. A baby had never crossed her mind and neither did the thought to use birth control. Thinking of more symptons, she recalled being a bit more tired lately and Henry had often commented on how full her breasts were looking. She attributed that and their tenderness to far too much action. That thought alone took Vicki back to a recent lovemaking session.

Vicki's Flashback

"Henry, again? You are quick rebound aren't you?" She smiled as she'd wrapped her leg around his. They had just finished another round of mindblowing sex but Henry said he wanted something slow and sensual, no feeding. Vicki loved those moments and gladly obliged.

"Yes, again but just us, nothing else," he said as he began to probe her mouth with his wet, warm tongue. His hard length pressed against her thigh as she lay underneath him. His hands found their way to her round breasts, kneading and pinching them all the while still focusing on her full lips. Vicki's hands were busy too, running along his chest and twirling his hardened nipples with her fingers eliciting moans and hisses from Henry's parted lips at her mouth. Their bodies entwined as the heat ignited between them. It was if they were made for one another, fitting together like puzzle pieces, two halves that made a whole. Vicki closed her eyes remembering Henry's mouth travelling down her jawline onto her neck, licking and tasting her as he inhaled her scent. His purring noises as he nipped at her were matched with ones of her own. Henry's mouth had made it's way to her breasts. Vicki arched her back into him urging him on. His tongue laved and swirled pulling her peaked nub into his mouth, suckling and biting at each one. Vicki cried out as she felt her body begin to build toward another massive climax. Henry moved over her, peered down into her face and bent once again to kiss her, taking her bottom lip into his mouth and sucking on it to the point of bringing blood which Henry promptly cleaned off. Vicki ran her hands down his muscular back, feeling them ripple under her touch. Her hands found his hard, firm ass and pushed him toward her opening, tired of being teased. Shudders and quivering came from both as Henry pushed up on his arms and speared her with his rock-hard, steely member. Vicki grunted when he had fully sheathed himself inside of her, pushing her hips up to greet him and meld herself with him.

Henry began to pump, rubbing and hitting her spot just right. Her stomach began to fill and her juices flowed freely as her walls began to tighten encouraging him to ride faster and harder. He pounded into her at first, then slowed to a romantic, lustful rhythm. Vicki's nails raked his back bringing a slight amout of blood. Henry had to push his beast down, he wanted it to be be all him, no feeding, this time. Henry moved down to kiss her and cupped her ass for a better grip and tighter rhythm. He held off, wanting so badly to release into her, but waited for her to finish with him. Vicki's head arched back, her mouth fell open and they both came violently together, spasming and jerking, roaring and screaming and finally collapsing against the bed in a heap. Sweaty and sticky, but completey satisfied, they had lain there for bit relishing in the moment. Vicki opened her eyes and found this memory was painful. This was the Henry she knew and loved but he had hurt her. He had accused her of cheating and that was something she would never do.

Vicki came back to reality with an aching in her heart and deep need in her body for the man and vampire she knew she wanted, maybe even needed. However, there was still that nagging thought to be dealt with. There was that picture of him and Christina that kept replaying in her mind.

How could this be repaired?