I'm so Sorry. The writers block demon from hell is attacking me. Who knew I would be more busy DURING the summer than I would be in school. *shrugs* I hope you like the chapter. It toke me so long to get it to you. Remember, mistakes and unknown people are mine, CSI Miami on the other hand, is not. CC is welcome and I LOVE Reviews. *smiles*

"Are you serious Hector?"

"Would I lie to you Rebecca?" A woman with brown hair and grey eyes stood before Hector and Nathan.

"Yes, but that is not the point. This news you are telling me is huge. The others will be elated."

"I have his name, where he works, where he is currently staying, I'm just outnumbered at the moment."

"How many do they have?"

"The boys' father, a newly turned male redheaded vampire, and a blonde female one named Calleigh."

"Calleigh?! You've got to be kidding. Let me guess, the other one is an older vampire named John, probably the boys' father by your description?"

"How'd you know?"

"Because those two will be a problem. John is this half-breeds father. Interesting. Very interesting."

"We need your help."

"I know, and I will. You'll need it. Tell more about him. What is his name?"

"Ryan Wolfe."

"Wolfe huh, I like it. He'll be fun to study. He must be different."

"Oh, he is."

"Hector, you didn't feed off him, did you?"

"Only a little."

"Hector!"

"I couldn't help it. He's still a Wolfe."

"I know, but you're old enough to know better." Rebecca sighed.

"You won't hurt the newborn too bad, will you?"

"Why, my young Nathan?"

"I made him."

"I see, you knew him long ago."

"Yes."

"And his name?"

"Horatio Caine."

"You turned Lieutenant Caine? It wasn't time for his change." Rebecca couldn't believe how sloppy these boys had been. "No matter, I make sure he gets out alive, just for you. Now back to more important matters, like getting this Wolfe. I'll give you a large group, but we need time to organize. We don't want any slipups. I have to report this as well." Rebecca walked away in a happy mood. "Ryan Wolfe. Oh, this going to be so much fun." She went into a back room that resembled an old library. She went to the back pulled out what she was specifically looking for. "So much fun."

"John, I need to talk to you."

"About what Calleigh? I'm a bit busy at the moment." He seemed to be searching for something in his library, one that was similar to Rebecca's.

"Something is wrong. It's been to quiet. The two other vampires seem to have disappeared."

"Maybe they toke the hint."

"No, this is different. Ryan has been jumpy lately. He's tired."

"You have a lot of concern for him."

"Of course I do. He is my friend." She noticed he was still looking, barely looking her way when taking. "What are you looking for?"

"A specific story. One about a girl who was like Ryan."

"You mean there is a story of one?"

"Yes, but I always thought it was fiction. I'm having a hard time finding it though."

Calleigh noticed a scroll that stood out to her. She pulled it out. "Could this be it?"

John looked. "Yes! That's it! Thank you Calleigh. You're such a sweetheart. Now go, keep an on Ryan for me. I may not have helped raise him, but he's still my son."

"Of course. I have to check Horatio first. We can't keep him here forever."

John looked down. He hated thinking about having to let Horatio in the world so soon after he changed. "He could put in for a vacation."

"I don't know if he'll do it or not."

"Just ask."

"Ok, but you don't know how he'll take it."

"I'm just happy he has adjusted as well as he has. We are lucky. Now go on Calleigh. I need to read this over."

"Of course. I'm going right now."

Calleigh walked out quickly. John looked at the scroll in his hand. "Let's hope you can give me some answers."

It was quiet. It was deafening, this silence. Ryan hated it. He wanted to move. He never liked standing still. No matter how much he moved his room around, it wasn't right. Nothing was. Ryan felt overwhelming guilt. Horatio was turned, and it was fault, or so he told himself. In his mind, he caused all this, starting that one night Calleigh came in and saved him. 'I own her and Horatio my life.' There was a soft knock on his door. "Ryan, it's me, Calleigh."

He opened the door and let her in. "Hey."

She smiled. "Hey." Calleigh felt the conflict and guilt radiating of Ryan. "Ryan, don't think about it."

"Think about…?"

"Ryan, don't try and run. This is not your fault in the slightest way."

Ryan sighed. "It's my fault Horatio is, well, you know."

"A vampire." Calleigh softened even more. "Ryan, it was going to happen sooner or later."

"You mean..."

"He was going to become one either way. You were just an added bonus to these monsters."

"I'm not special."

"In a way Ryan, you are. You are a myth among myths."

"Ok, I'm going to pretend that makes sense."

"What I'm saying, is among my kind, half humans are legends, thought to be myths, nonexistent. Yet you're here, sitting next to me."

"What happened to you Calleigh?"

"What do ya mean?"

"I mean, when were you changed, why, and by whom?"

"Wow, that's three questions in one. Clever."

"Well…"

"Ryan, I don't know where to start."

"When you were born would be nice."

"You know better than to ask a girl her age." Ryan raised his eyebrow. "Ok, I'm an exception, but still."

"Please?"

"You remind of my brother, before he left."

"Where'd he go?"

"To war."

"Oh."

"Ryan, I'm not going to tell when I was truly born, but I'll tell when I was, changed."

"I'm listening."

Calleigh smiled. "I know." Then she had a look of concentration, like she was sifting through her memories. "My brother and me, we lived under the same roof, a wealth plantation in Louisiana. I'm sure you would expect that, though we were different from our neighbors, from our parents. Then the war started, the Civil War. My brother wanted me to be safe, so we ran north. Sort of ironic, isn't it."

"I have to agree." They both smiled.

"We ended up somewhere in Maine. I believe Portland." Ryan gave a laugh. "What?"

"Nothing, it's just that, well, I think Stephen King when I think of Maine."

"I should've seen that coming."

"Sorry."

"No problem. I was just going to say that the state is extremely creepy." They laughed once again, and Calleigh continued. "My brother went off to war, I stayed behind. Despite the cold, I managed. We were able to bring enough money to live off of. The locals really weren't very trusting of us, but there were no problems. I lived alone for four years, then my brother returned. He was… different."

"How?"

"He was quiet. He always had a temper, but this was different, worse. My brother toke to heavy drinking, despite being viewed as a hero. He scared me, a new feeling for me at the time. One night, he snapped. He threw his glass across the room. I ran to him, asking what was wrong. He pushed me aside and ran out the door. I didn't see him for a week."

"What happened to him?"

"He came back different again. He acted more of his old self, but he was physically different. I didn't realize at the time, he was a vampire. I was just happy to have him home. I was happy to have me old brother back."

"Was he the one that…?"

"Yes and no. See, what happened was he brought his new 'friends' home."

"They were vampires as well."

"Yes, and one grew attracted to me. I remember him very clearly. I thought at the time he just wanted me to marry him, though I would've refused."

"What was his name?"

"Marcus. I never learned his last name. He returned when my brother was gone. All was able to do was ask if he left his coat or something. He attacked without hesitation. The next thing I remembered was waking in the forest. I felt so different."

"He never asked if you wanted it, did he?"

"No. My brother went searching when he found that I wasn't home. He found Marcus and me rather quickly. I was a weaker vampire, so I couldn't escape him. My brother never looked so angry in his life. He distracted him, just long enough for me to run, which I did. I learned later that he did it on purpose."

"You met with him later?"

"Yes. Marcus was following us. That was the second time I was scared. My brother was the one that taught me what I needed to know."

"What happened?"

"We split up later on. I went to New York, he went west."

"And Marcus."

"He found me, but at the time, I met John, who was a much stronger vampire. Together, we rid the world of him."

"He was a monster."

"Like the ones after you." Ryan stayed silent with that comment. "I went back Louisiana for sometime. Then I moved to south Florida after the war to end all wars."

"WWI."

"Yep. It's amazing how unobservant some people are."

"You've had a long time to practice shooting."

Calleigh smiled. "Well, yeah. How else would I be this good at it?"

"Have you ever, you know, made any vampires?"

"Once."

"Are you going to tell me who?"

"Never."

"Of course."

"Thank you."

"For what? I haven't done anything."

"You listened, that's all that counts."

"You haven't told many people."

"No."

"Your secret is safe with me."

"I know." Calleigh looked over at Ryan. She noticed that he was tired. "You should get some sleep. We're going to have a busy day tomorrow."

"How? I have it off."

"You'll see." And she left the room.

Kind of a filler, but I hope you liked it.