Composing herself as best as she could, Vicki turned and pulled herself out of his embrace. Henry's look of confusion made Vicki feel bad but they still had many things to work through. She wasn't a run back into open arms kind of woman. Henry seemed to understand this and accepted her pulling away with the royal grace he possessed.

"Vicki, are you okay?" he asked with true concern.

"Peachy... you?" polite conversation was all she could offer right now. The air was so thick it was hard to breathe and yet filled with electricity too. Vicki's body told her to get over herself, this was the man she loved and more than likely, the father of the child she was carrying or at least that was her hope. Her mind, on the other hand, told her to kick his ass for making false accusations and move on. She listened to neither, opting for her heart that said to wait and see.

"I'm fine," Henry nodded a greeting toward Dr. Mohadevan and then looked down at Jagger.

"This is not good," he commented noting the hole in his chest that had been re-exposed as well as his throat that had been ripped apart.

"Did you know him previously?" Vicki asked knowing the answer would be no. She tried to keep her eyes off of the hole in Jagger's chest so staring at Henry was her only option. It wasn't a bad option either. Her eyes drank in his hair, his eyes and his lips moving smoothly as he spoke. Those fangs of his..Vicki almost audibly groaned at what they could do to her. She caught herself staring before he looked at her and averted her eyes back to Jagger making sure to look at Jagger's face not his chest.

"Uh..so, what could do this Henry?" Vicki assumed it was something supernatural.

"What makes you think it was a something?" Henry asked.

"Oh, I don't know, let's see, we had a little renunion last night that didn't seem to go very well, recently a demon visited me and tried to impregnate me, nah, there wouldn't be any reason I would think it was supernatural," Vicki's response was in her most smart-ass attitude she could muster and a slight shrug of her shoulders. Dr. Mohadevan tried her best to busy herself with something else, not wanting to intefere.

"Vicki, I was simply saying, it's not unusual for some sick person to do this as well," Henry spoke softly but firmly.

"Okay, so say that it was a person. Why and who? I mean, who knew he was a vampire that might need his heart taken out to ensure death? And where is Christina's body?" Vicki so badly wanted to lean into him, tell him all about what happened, take him home and fuck his brains out but still, she held back.

"I don't know where he put her body, he said he was stashing it, I think that's the word he used, "Henry frowned trying to recall if Jagger had shared the location with him but realized he hadn't bothered to ask, "and she was dead, Vicki. I'm one hundred percent certain of it."

"Really. Did you enjoy it?" Vicki was fishing now, trying to see how Henry felt about it.

"Enjoy it?" Henry snorted.

"You did say I love you, was that one last good-bye for her?" Vicki's eyes were on fire, her heart racing as she waited for his answer.

"You think that was for her?" Henry searched her face.

"You said it didn't you?" she shot back.

Henry clenched his jaw and said nothing. How could he ever convince her she was the only one he would love for eternity? Dr. Mohadevan interrupted them long enough to show them a piece of evidence.

"As much as I hate to interrupt, please look at this," Henry and Vicki leaned in to the chest area, with Vicki doing her best not to gag, to see what she had discovered. They were so close to one another they could feel each other's breath. Vicki's heart raced again with Henry being so close. Henry wanted to grab her and taste her, kiss her deeply and passionately but he held off too. Both of them were willful and refused to give in.

"What the hell is that?" Vicki asked.

"It looks to be a piece of silver, a sword of sorts," she held it up and turned it in the light, over and over, back and forth. Henry recognized the object.

"It is the tip of a sword, a finely crafted one at that," Henry sighed. He thought back to the conversation he and Jagger had about the alliance and wondered if someone in the so-called alliance was a traitor.

"Someone knew he was a vampire, ripped his throat out to drain him and then took his heart," Vicki stated as she observed the evidence before her.

"Possibly. He was supposed to bring Christina's body back as proof but I think that someone else might have been after them both," Henry felt bad for Jagger. Jagger had been forthcoming with his information and been helpful to Henry. Jagger's talk with Henry had pushed him to do the right thing.

"Henry, how do you know that Christina was completely dead?" Vicki became ill with the thought that the mirror image might have been real.

"I know, trust me," Henry realized his words were the wrong choice.

"What the hell does that mean?" Vicki was pissed again.

"It means I felt her lifeforce drain from her, Vicki, she is dead, this was not Christina," he told her.

"Then I'm afraid you might be in danger," Vicki told him.

"Me?"

"This could be revenge, for killing her, Rajani did say it seemed to be violent, overkill maybe," Vicki noted.

"We need to find the Christina's body first," Henry started to leave.

"Not without me, not this time," Vicki followed him. Henry refused to argue knowing it would do no good.

"Vicki, be careful please until we know for sure what's happening," Rajani called out.

"What does that mean?" Henry asked Vicki.

"It means.." she sighed..."that I am pregnant, 100 certain I'm pregnant Henry and, it's a good possiblity that it's yours," She waited for his response as the got to his vehicle.

The look on Henry's face was priceless.