A week went by when I didn't hear from Lestat, but I knew he was watching me, I could feel his presence every night. I also knew he would come out at anytime if he thought I was going to put this baby in danger, if baby there was.

I had to wait a month for the regular pharmacy test and I wasn't going to get a test done at the hospital. I wasn't even sure I wanted to know, but I knew I would have to.

To keep my mind busy, I was spending all my time writing this new article called

" Dissertation of a murder from the vampire's point of view". My article was talking about the mystery behind the fact that a vampire had to kill everyone he loved to survive, and that in the act of the murder, the act of draining blood, there was a lot of love and lust. But their curse would be that the ending is always the same, it is murder. And so therefore, came the other question, how many murderers out there actually were in love with their victims ?

I knew this article was going to be a huge controversial subject for both the human and vampire world.; but I would never hear what vampires would have to say about it since they prefer to stay in hiding. They might try to kill me for it but somehow I wasn't scared of that. I guess I relied on the fact that Lestat needed me alive.

I knew Lestat would be somewhat upset by it because he, more than anyone else, has thought me the truth behind what I was writing. I really didn't care one way or another. This is what I wanted to write and this is what I was writing. I'd live with the consequences whatever they were.

I finished it the same day I was buying this home kit pregnancy test. I went to work to hand in my article and then I went home to do the test. I was scared and was hoping this would be negative. After all, it didn't feel like there was anything in there.

When I got home, I wasn't surprised to find Lestat there. After one month, he decides to show his face, I wonder why. I didn't even acknowledge his presence, though he was looking absolutely irresistible. I wondered why this had to happen. We had a perfect friendship. We were perfect together. He had to go and ruin everything so fast with his idea of a descendant, an heir to his throne. I wanted to hate him for that but at the same time, I understood him. What he wants is only human after all, now that was funny even for him. I went right pass him and opened the door ignoring his presence.

" May I come in?" he said

" No"

But he didn't stop himself at that and went in anyways.

" why bother asking."

" Politeness first before rudeness of course"

" I see"

I went to the washroom to do the test, and I locked the door. When I was done, I was sitting on the bathroom floor or a few minutes waiting for the result. As the phone rang, the little indicator was telling me the bad news, it was positive. At the same time, my boss was leaving me a message to tell me the article was brilliant, amazing even. Talk about highs and lows at the same time. I thought the entire situation was ironic.

Somehow, I wasn't shocked. I sorta knew this was going to happen. Not sure why but I knew.

Lestat was waiting patiently in the living room for me to come out. When I came out, I just threw the little stick at him.

" What does that mean, I don't know how to read this thing"

" It means positive can't you see ? It's a + sign on it..+ for positive. Even if you are century old, you are still such a man. Missing the obvious, asking stupid questions."

But he didn't care about what I was saying, he was just happy.

" I'm thinking of getting an abortion Lestat. We cannot raise that child."

Now he was getting mad. He got up and shouted " NO, I will not allow it. If I have to lock you up I'll do that but I will not allow it."

" Well, way to start our parental relationship Lestat. So how will you explain to this child in the future that you had his or her mom locked up."

" I could always kill you and tell him you died giving birth."

" Great then, hope this child never dies before it gives you an heir ( I know it's not an heir to anything, I'm just being sarcastic because sometimes, I felt Lestat thought he was some sort of a king)

He was upset, but calmed down as he knew I was right and I like to think he didn't really want to kill me.

" Your world, and mine, are full of aggressivity, crime, blood, you name it. How can we raise a child in this chaos Lestat. We are both so chaotic and messed up to begin with and you know that. We love each other, appreciate each other cause we understand each other's madness. But to raise a child, so that child grows up happy, it takes so much more and better than us."

He was quiet now, he knew I was right.

" I will come up with a solution, but I will not allow you to terminate this life inside you. If I have to, we'll find good parents for this child and I'll keep watch from a distance, watch him or her grow and become a great man or a great woman. But I can't let you kill this child. It's the most precious, most important thing I have ever had in my entire life, and it's been such a long one."

If he had tears, he would have cried I think. He looked so pitiful, pleading with me. I knew at that moment in time that I would never be able to deny him this. That I would rather die than deny him this.

" All right. We'll try and see"

" Thank you. You are a blessing. I don't know who put you on my path but there had to be a reason for us to meet like this. "

He took me to his arm and laid me on the bed. He laid beside me, holding me. I allowed my head to rest on his chest and I had my arms around him as well. This felt really good and for a while, I wonder what kind of parents we would have been had we have met under other circumstances. I admit that the thought of having children with Lestat was fun but at the same time, I knew he wouldn't have been faithful, it's not in his blood, and probably not in mine either. He and I would always be emotionally faithful to another but physically, probably not. And again came the fact that we were not meant to be parents. But what to do now.