Title - Hold on to life.
Chapter title - Gregory.
Author - OblivionsGarden.
Genre - Romance/Supernatural.
Disclaimer - I do not own The Little Vampire in anyway, shape or form. Nor do I own Christine Feehan or her books. For this chapter I only own, Ellen and Evelyn Blackshaw.
A/n - We get a better meeting of Gregory now. Yay. And also thank you to everyone who has reviewed, alerted and faved this fics. I love you :3
C.6
"Gregory, fly the poor dear home. Rudolph can take the others. I'm sure he's tired after flying with three." Freda smiled warmly at Eve, who gulped as Gregory brushed past her.
"No."
"Gregory Sackville-Bagg do not disobey your mother!" Frederick scolded.
"No, it's fine." Freda, Frederick and Gregory turned to frown at the injured girl. "If I fly home, I won't look like I've been anywhere. If I walk then I'll have red cheeks from the cold and the wind will mess my hair a little. Perfect for looking like I've returned home alone after breaking my arm." She reasoned.
"There's also the small fact she's terrified of flying." Tony added.
Eve rolled her eyes as Gregory chuckled.
"OK then, you can walk. But Gregory will walk with you."
"I'll be fine on mu own, sir. Really."
"But Rookery could still be out there Eve. You can't protect yourself with a broken bone." Added Rudolph.
"Exactly." Smiled Freda, smugly.
Eve glanced at Gregory who had a scowl on his face before she shrugged. "Fine."
Tony, Ellen and Rudolph left the crypt, followed by Eve who was followed by Gregory. When Eve caught up to the trio, she noticed Rudolph looking very pissed off.
"What's up?" She frowned.
"Tony told him about the McAshton twins." Ellen informed.
"OK, well get home safe, OK?" The three nodded before taking off into the sky.
Eve turned to look at Gregory. He was leant against a tree, arms folded across his chest and a blank look on his face. She couldn't help but think he'd be quite handsome, if he smiled. With a sigh she tried to sneak off silently, hoping he wouldn't notice she'd gone. Once she was out of the cemetery she quickened her pace, keeping her broken arm close to her chest, her movements beginning to make the pain un-bearable.
"If we flew, you'd get you arm fixed sooner." Eve jumped when Gregory appeared at her side.
"How did you-"
"I've been two steps behind you the whole time. You're oblivious." There was a small smirk playing on his lips.
"Like I sad, it needs to look like I've been out for a while."
"Do you honestly think they'll care how you look? Your arm is broken, I'm fairly sure they'll be preoccupied." His tone was similar to Tony's when someone had a 'duh' moment.
"I'd rather walk." Eve huffed and attempted to walk faster but Gregory stuck to her like a shadow. Eve noticed the smirk had progressed into a smile, though he seemed to be trying to hide it.
"Chicken."
"What?" Eve stopped walking.
"You're afraid of flying, are you not?"
"Just because I'd rather not put my life in your hands, doesn't make me a chicken." She resumed her pace.
"Technically, your life is already in my hands." He was positively grinning now, revealing his pearly fangs.
"How so?"
"If I wanted to kill you, I could." His voice lowered an octave, becoming that of a dangerous predator. Eve suppressed a shudder.
"If you did, you'd have your family to answer to." She noticed his grin. "You're enjoying winding me up aren't you?"
Rather than answer, Gregory grabbed her wrist and took off into the sky.
"WHAT THE FUCK DUDE!"
Gregory laughed loudly and the sound caught Eve off guard. She couldn't describe the sound his laugh created but it made her a little thankful she wasn't relying on her legs to hold her up, now that they'd gone all jelloid. She made a mental note that she'd been right when she thought he'd be handsome if he smiled.
"Enjoying the view?" He smirked, realizing she was half gawping, half glaring at him.
"You smiling is better than you scowling." She answered honestly. "However it'd be better on solid ground." She glanced below her before squeezing her eyes shut and ignoring the urge to vomit. She could still hear Gregory chuckling to himself.
Ellen and Tony giggled the entire journey home from the McAshton house after Rudolph had scared the life out of them. Rudolph stayed silent, committing El's melodious laugh to memory with a contented smile on his pale features.
"Hey Ru. Do you mind if I call you Ru?" Ellen asked. Rudolph shook his head, enjoying his first nickname from a friend.
"Well Ru," She continued. "Why did you want Eve to meet Gregory?"
"Two reasons. One being that it'd make her curious enough to agree to come along. And the other being an idea I had."
"Feel free to continue." Tony urged.
"Both Gregory and Eve are in the 'dark and moody teenager' phase as Anna calls it. I wasn't lying when I said they are very alike and it was something Anna said...'Love conquers all'. I know my brother enough to know who his life mate could be. Maybe love conquers moodiness." Rudolph rambled hoping his new friends wouldn't think him odd.
Tony rolled his eyes and El frowned. "Life mate?"
"Yes. Hmm...have you ever read a book by Christine Feehan?"
"No. I'm fairly sure Eve has one or two though."
"Well she best describes a life mate. The only difference is she describes then for a Carpathian. Basically, vampires can fall in love once and only once. The one they fall in love with brings their life into sharp focus, gives them a reason to keep living. They'll never part because a life mates bond is too strong."
"Aw, that sounds fantastic." El sighed happily, drifting off into her own thoughts.
"That sounds mushy." Moaned Tony as they landed on his balcony. Tony climbed into bed as Rudolph escorted Ellen to her room. Before El retired for the night, she turned to Rudolph.
"Ru, do you really think Eve is Gregory's life mate?"
"I can't be 100% sure because I don't have the ability to feel what he feels about her. But I am 99.9% positive." He grinned, his fangs glinting in the moonlight.
"What about when you go back to being human?"
"It's still the same. Just because vampires feel things a little more intensely doesn't mean humans can't feel it too." Rudolph leant forward and gently pressed his cold lips to her warm cheek, turning it a rosy red.
"Goodnight Ellen." Rudolph went back through Tony's room, bidding his friend farewell before heading back to the graveyard.
Gregory and Eve landed directly in front of the house. He smirked once more before taking off. Eve waited until he was out of sight before she rang the doorbell. She rang it a further six times before Bob answered.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" He realized who was stood on the doorstep. "Evelyn, what are you doing out here?"
"Well..." Eve had completely forgotten to come up with a decent excuse. She looked up at the sky, an idea hitting her. "I wanted to sketch the comet and the moon, so I snuck out after curfew to get some photo's of it on my phone to print out for reference. It's more visible at night and I went to different places to get different pieces of scenery with it. But then I fell down a hole and I broke my arm." She finished lamely.
Bob stared at her in astonishment. "Let me see." He finally said. With a wince, Eve held up her arm. Bob sighed and went back inside. He slipped on a pair of trainers and grabbed his car keys before spotting Dottie on the stairs. "I'm taking Eve to the hospital. I'll explain later."
Rudolph waited in the graveyard for his brother, eager to do some snooping. Eventually Gregory landed with a smile which quickly turned into a scowl when he spotted his younger brother.
"You set me up." He accused.
Rudolph smiled innocently. "What do you mean, brother?"
Gregory rolled his eyes. "Don't even try it. That face only works on mother."
Rudolph smiled again, mischievously this time. "Is she the one? Was I right?"
"Rudolph." Gregory warned with his tone. "I'm not permitted to answer you. And what about Ellen? Is she your one?" Gregory smirked wickedly.
Rudolph put on his best poker face as they entered the crypt. "I am not permitted to answer you."
A/n - Also if anybody is interested, I started A Thief Lord Fanfic. :D Couldn't resist ;) And if you haven't read a Christine Feehan book, I strongly recommend them. And that's off the back of me being half way through my first, called Dark Gold.