Thank you for reading and reviewing. I think I'm going to wrap up this story in a few chapters.
~Crews

Kerry was ungraciously shoved into the back of one of the black SUV's parked right out front. She banged her bad arm against the seat and stifled a scream. Grabbing her cast with her good hand, she scooted farther in as Ethan was also shoved in. He glared at his captors, bringing to mind the saying if looks could kill. Yet, even though Ethan looked angry, Kerry noticed how tight his eyes were and his hands were shaking as he took her hand. Henry was driving and Sarah was in the passenger seat. There were three vampires in the back with them, the two who had hauled Ethan out and the woman. The others seemed to have vanished.

"Henry," Ethan began in an innocent voice. He met Henry's eyes in the rearview mirror. "When did you turn into a, pardon the phrase, monster?" Henry's eyes narrowed.

"Do you mean before or after I met you? Because you were the one who did this," Henry replied gesturing at himself with one hand. His eyes were hard. Ethan looked at Kerry warily, but she only shrugged. She had known the truth when Ethan had told her he hadn't.

"No, I meant becoming an asshole."

"Oh, that," he said eyes on the road again. "You'll find out soon." No one else said a word as they traveled down the road.

Still holding Kerry's hand, Ethan gently squeezed, making Kerry's eyes go wide. Almost unnoticeably, Ethan tilted his head toward the door that was to her back. They were passing under a traffic light and it had just turned yellow. Henry swore from the driver's seat. He hit the brakes, jerking them all forward. Ethan quickly released her hand, reaching across her body and smashing the door open. Kerry was up and out the door before Sarah could say what the hell?!

She dodged her way across the busy intersection, cringing as car horns blared. She ran to the nearest apartment building and jammed her finger on the closest button.

"Yeah?"

"Cable," she breathed. The door buzzed and she scrambled in. Looking out through the bars on the door she saw Henry, looking lethal, still stopped at the intersection though the light had turned green. There was no sign of Ethan outside of the car. Car horns blared and Kerry could hear Henry cursing. He was that loud.

"KERRY!" he yelled at her. The car remained idling at the light, the angry drivers behind him passing on the shoulder. One driver gave him the finger, though Henry didn't notice. He was looking at her.

"If you ever want to see Michel again, you better be at the high school in an hour. Otherwise, I'll kill him myself and he won't be coming back," he was really yelling now, spit flying from his mouth. What happened to the happy bouncy Henry? Where the hell had this horrible version come from?

The back window rolled down half way to reveal Ethan restrained by the guards.

"RUN!" he yelled before the woman stuck a piece of cloth in his mouth. The window rolled back up.

"Don't be late," Henry smirked. She could tell he wanted her to be late. The car roared to life, racing through the light just as it was turning red again.

Kerry watched until the tail lights disappeared before she turned and sank to the ground, back to the door. What was she going to do? He had said the school and all she could think of was her dream. Would that come true? What she did know was that she had to save Ethan, she just couldn't decide how. She was one against many. Even if she did manage to get Ethan loose, it would just be two against many.

Gathering what courage she could, Kerry stood and left the building just as someone yelled, "Anyone seen the cable guy?"

Out on the sidewalk, she looked at her watch. It was one in the morning, though it felt like it should be later. This night had been emotionally and physically draining, what with Henry changing and capturing her and Ethan. Being kissed.

Determinedly, she headed down the sidewalk towards her high school. Yes, she knew she was walking into a trap, but she couldn't help it. No matter what she told herself, tried to convince herself, she was in love. With a vampire.

When she reached the school, déjà vu kicked into overdrive. It was her dream to the exact detail. There were people milling around, speaking French and who were definitely not students. They wore clothes from a different time. They stared at her as she walked through the glass double doors. Inside, she met more people talking among the lockers. They stared at her too. One guy, with dark hair and blue eyes, pointed down the hall towards the gym, smiling, but not in a reassuring way. His gesture was unnecessary though. She knew where she was going.

She reached the last locker and looked down. Unlike her dream, she still wore her own clothes, though she wouldn't have been surprised if she had magically changed.

At the end of the hall, she stopped at the wooden doors. Taking a deep breath, she set her hand on the handle and pushed.

The dim lighting made it hard for her to see. Her eyes quickly adjusted and she saw the same scene as before. Ethan was knelt before a throne, in which was seated a figure hidden in shadow. Another figure stood at the first's right hand. Henry.

"Glad you could make it," Henry mused. He stretched his neck. Ethan looked up at her.

"Kerry," he whispered. Before she knew what she was doing, she was across the room and in his arms on the floor. Tears slid down her cheeks. Ethan lifted her chin with his fingers and kissed her gently. Kerry returned it with force.

"Kerry," a female voice said. She tried to ignore it, focusing on Ethan and the way his lips felt on hers. "Kerry," the voice persisted. Ethan broke the kiss and moved his hold of her from her back to her shoulders, turning her towards the speaker.

A woman with brown hair and green eyes stood above them. Kerry's eyes opened wide and she stopped breathing. The woman smiled.

"M-Mom?" Kerry breathed. Ethan looked surprised, looking from Kerry to the woman.

"She's your mother?" he questioned. He looked confused.

"Hi honey," Sandra murmured, bending down and giving her daughter a hug. Kerry's brain couldn't process what she was seeing. Her body, on the other hand, wasn't frozen. Instead of leaning into the hug, Kerry's arms tightened around Ethan until her face was pressed against his chest again. Ethan frowned as Sandra stood with a sad look on her face.

"I understand," she whispered, stepping back towards the throne.

"Kerry it's my fault," an unknown male voice boomed from the throne. This got Kerry's attention. She could have sworn she had heard that voice before, but where? The figure stood, and descended the steps. This man looked familiar too, but she still couldn't quite remember. His hair was blonde, long and wavy. His eyes were blue and green.

He stood before Kerry, at her mother's side, his eyes boring into hers with questions.

"Do you remember me, Kerry?" he asked. A scene flashed through her mind.

Kerry was walking the dog, Sunny, around the block. Well, she wasn't really walking Sunny; Sunny was walking her. Everything was fine until Sunny saw the little black squirrel, sitting across the street beneath an oak tree, an acorn between its paws. Sunny surged forward, pulling Kerry with her, across the street and right into the path of a car. The tires squealed as the car managed to stop before hitting her, but Kerry still screamed, letting go of Sunny's leash. The dog raced to the tree and barked up at the squirrel who had managed to get away. It was chattering down at the dog angrily.

"Are you alright?" A man asked from the front seat of the car. He had blonde hair and blue eyes with flecks of green mixed in.

"Yeah," she whispered. She was shaking.

"Let me take you home," he said, opening the door. Kerry could only nod. He walked over to the tree and grabbed the dog's leash and loaded her into the back. Kerry moved and got in the front seat.

"What's your name?" he asked. The car moved down the street; Kerry pointing where he should turn.

"Kerry," she answered. She was starting to feel better; her shaking almost gone.

"Well, nice to meet you Kerry," he replied, turning the wheel again at her gesture.

"I'm Jack."

"Jack," Kerry whispered, squeezing Ethan tighter.

"You know her!" Henry fumed. His eyes were blazing again. He looked like he was going to kill someone. Her and Ethan.

"Yes Henry, I do," Jack replied calmly. His eyes didn't leave Kerry's. "And if you hurt either one of them, you will be punished." Henry tore his gaze from Kerry and Ethan, fear written plainly on his face. If Henry was scared, this couldn't be good.

"Now," Jack said, gesturing to chairs that seemed to appear out of no where. "Let's have a little chat."