A week passed and it was the night of the art show, and it was also the day before his sixteenth birthday. He dressed in black dress pants with a black buttoned down and a white tie, and topped it off with his black and white chucks. Vicki and Coreen left work early to be at his school for his show.

They got there at around 3:15pm and spotted Marcus out of the crowd.

"Hey, handsome." His mom said as she hugged her son.

"Hey mom, hey Coreen. Thanks for coming." He smiled.

"Where's dad?" he asked.

"Oh, he's running a little late, but he'll be here." She reassured him.

Marcus showed his mom and Coreen around, and described all his art work to them.

"What's this piece?" His mom asked referring to the vampire.

"Oh, that's one of my newer ones, actually it's the most recent one. This one is a representation of a book I read, called Nightwalkers. And this one over here, depicts a dream I had." He explained.

Vicki and Coreen looked at each other. The time was passing quickly, it was already 5pm.

"Well actually, it wasn't a dream, more of a nightmare, if you really want to know. he added with a slight smirk.

"What was the nightmare about?" Coreen asked with curiosity.

"When is Dad, coming?" he asked.

"Uh very soon." Vicki said.

"Uh, I don't really remember, it was dark, and rainy, and this thing just came out of the sky, and fell to earth. No wait, it was a woman." He remembered more clearly. With curly black hair, pale skin, and razor sharp teeth. She was the vampire in my dream. She wanted me for something, but I can't remember what exactly." He explained. "It was really strange, but it was only a dream." He added.

"Yeah." Vicki said with a soft sigh.

Marcus looked up and saw his father by the door. He waved.

"Dad, over here." Marcus smiled. "You came."

"I promised you, I would." He smiled back. "I recognized your art right away, and I want to say that I'm really proud of you."

"Really? Thanks Dad. Marcus replied.

Henry browsed his drawings and came across the woman vampire, and froze.

"Ill be right back, Dad"

"Vicki, who is this supposed to be?" Henry asked.

"Mark said he had a dream about her." Vicki replied.

"Must have been a nightmare." Henry added.

"It was. Vicki responded quickly. Henry, what's wrong?"

"It looks a lot like a drawing of Christina that I have." He said softly.

Vicki noticed the concern in his voice. "What, you don't think she's trying to contact him to get to you?" She said rather sarcastically.

"I don't know what it means, Vicki, but we have to be careful. We have to acknowledge the fact of what I am, and who he is."

"Henry, he's a normal 16 year old boy. " Vicki said with annoyance. "And why would Christina after all this time try and contact him know?'

"Vicki, he's anything but normal. Are you forgetting who and what I am." He said quietly.

Vicki sighed. " I know, you're right. Im sorry."

Hey, Mom, Dad. Are you ready?' Marcus smiled.

They looked at eachother. "Yeah lets go." Vicki said with a forced smile.

Henry had dinner waiting for them when they reached his apartment. They all sat around the table, in an awkward silence, until Henry started the conversation.

"I really like your work, very professional." Henry commented.

"Thanks." Marcus said with a smile.

"Im curious about the woman in one of them, though."

"The vampire?" Marcus asked. Henry nodded.

"I had a dream about her, and it was just really vivid, so I drew what I saw. It felt like I was really there, talking to her. It was really, strange."

"Oh, what did she want? In your dream, I mean?" Henry asked.

"Henry." Vicki interrupted. She shook her head.

"Mom, it was just a dream, get over it." Marcus said in a tone. Marcus turned to his father and described his dream.

"It was dark, and I was in my room, I woke up and she was standing in front of me, and started rambling about how much I grew up, and how handsome I was. She said she couldn't wait to finally meet me, and stuff. Then she kinda disappeared. It was freaky."

Henry was really concerned. "And that's it?"

"Yeah, pretty much." Marcus replied.

"Henry, that's enough." Vicki said.

"Mom, what is it with you tonight?" He asked.

"Nothing, I'm fine." She responded. She got up and went to the kitchen.

Henry followed. "Wait here."

Marcus heard them in the kitchen, but couldn't make out what they were saying.

"Vicki we knew this day would come, lets just tell him." Henry suggested.

Marcus was drenched in sweat, as if he had just taken a shower. He sat straight up on the couch, his chest was tight, and he was breathing heavily. Vicki came and Henry came running.

"Sweetie, what's wrong? Are you okay?"

He stood up rather quickly, and faced his parents. "What are you hiding form me?" He asked trying not to get upset.

They looked at each other. "We're not hiding anything, Mark." Henry said convincingly.

He sat back down, and rubbed his head. "Sorry, it was just a dream."