So I just watched the entirety of the US version of Being Human in four days… I think if I open my mouth I will vomit feels everywhere.

Next step: Rewatch the UK version :D

Awesome reviewers: Charchisto, SweetShySecrets, Skeletal Princess, MissWhitneyBex, and lollipoo.

Mir could sense the sleeping world. He could sense Cheyenne, dreaming of lost moments with her sister. He could sense Erin, a whirling tangle of sound and fury, approaching from the kitchen.

"You look miserable."

"Do I?" The acid in his voice made the vampiress falter slightly and the amnesiac vampire wondered exactly who Erin saw when she observed his face.

"Yes." His eyes flicked to hers and narrowed. Erin responded with a smirk. "You wanna catch a snack?"

Did he want more blood? It was reaching the early hours of the morning and Mir had already killed at least two people that night, what was another?

He accepted Erin's offered hand.

After experiencing the joy of chasing down a human and stealing them of their lifeforce, Erin had found she quite enjoyed the different aspects on a hunt. Malik liked the chase. Ingrid liked to deceive. Erin enjoyed picking her targets, each to resemble a person she loathed. She imagined that if Vlad hunted humans it would be his compassion that drove him. The shining moral compass he bared would flip on its head and the terror… The terror that distressed him so would feed him just as much as the blood.

That was not how Mir hunted.

Whereas Erin began immediately searching out a victim, her companion snatched the first breather in sight, pulled their head aside and sank his fangs in.

He didn't care for the visible street they stood on, not even when a group of teenagers began to scream. Erin had to wrench the dizzied breather from his grip and flit them into an adjacent alley.

"What was that?" She snapped, ignoring the angry expression on Vlad's face. "For starters we're meant to be keeping our existence under wraps and second-" How on earth could Mir consider that fun? "-hunting is meant to be enjoyable!"

"I thought it was funny when they started screaming." His eyes flickered red and Erin realised the compromising position they were in. Pressed against the wall of an alley, Mir deliberately leant forwards so that the brick now dug into her back.

Ignoring her companion's deliberate attempt at putting her ill at ease the vampiress grinned. "I'll show you how to have real fun."

His pale hand was clutched tightly in hers as Erin dragged them into a bar.

"So first…" She pulled them into a booth. "We find someone who's got alcohol in their blood."

On the opposite seat there was a couple. Their tongues were tonsil deep and the scent of alcohol hung around them like a dark cloud.

Erin grinned at them and then at Vlad. "Let's eat."

The night had turned rather blurry after her fourth pint of blood diluted with alcohol. Vlad had ran off with a red-head who seemed to have a drinking problem and Erin followed his scent best she could to a park. The sound of screams was a good indicator that she had come to the right place.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Her eyes widened as she took in the scene before her. From the red smeared across his cheeks, to the breather fighting in his arms, to the deer-in-headlights-look that he was pulling off so well.

And started giggling. Quite hysterically really.

Mir started cackling as well, his rough barks of laughter making the situation all the more funny to Erin. The breather continued to scream as well.

Through tears of glee Erin's emerald irises met the sapphire ones of Mir and the mirth vanished.

There was a crack as he flung the breather aside and the red-head hit a tree.

Immediately he sped close, his breath warm against her face due to presence of stolen life in his veins. "Did anyone tell you that you're beautiful?" He muttered into her ear and she shivered at the feel of his lips.

Her hands stroked at his face, turning his gaze to her.

"Just you." The words came out a whisper.

His lips began to slide against hers. He tasted like blood and Erin dimly realised as she returned the kiss that she shouldn't be doing this. He was her past and she shouldn't… It was nothing like before, especially with the spoils of the night coating their mouths but… she couldn't stop.

It started to heat up. The kisses became faster and more violent and Erin sped them into a tree which splintered against the force of two passionate vampires. His tongue tangled itself with hers, their fangs scraped against their lips and Erin remembered what it was like.

What it was like to be loved.

"Vlad," She breathed and went rigid. Mir noticed nothing – too drunk to realise she wasn't returning affection.

What am I doing?!

A snarl and a sharp push broke his grip causing him to stumble back as Erin gnashed her fangs.

"Get away from me!" Crimson glittered in her eyes and her floored companion's mouth slid open.

"What-? Erin- what?"

How could she let him do this? This was the person who'd lied to her, turned her into a monster and tried to apologise afterwards! He didn't deserve her – whether he remembered her or not. He was a monster (she was too because of him) and the only reason she was interacting with him was to kill him.

She shot him a final look of hate before flitting away.

The reason she was even talking to him was to kill him! So why did she go and let him kiss her?

"Why?" She growled as she dialled Jonno's number yet again. The drunken haze was gone – replaced by the same fury that had lured Vlad to the slayers.

The alley that they'd been in previously was secluded enough.

"It's four in the morning!" Jonno groaned.

She ignored him. "How do I kill him?"

"Kill who? What the hell are you talking about?"

"Vlad. You failed, so how do I kill him?"

The alley was strangely silent for the night but Erin also ignored that. Everything was secondary to the rage.

"Argentalium bullets don't work so I'm positive stakes won't."

"So… what does that leave?"

"You're a trained slayer… what do you think that leaves?" A hand slipped over her mouth and she was yanked into a chokehold.

"Don't. Talk."

"You've gotta behead him Erin. That's the only way I can think of."

The phone was gently eased from her hand and Mir raised it to his ear. She didn't dare react. Not with his eyes being pools of inky blackness. Not even her vampire sight could pick up a speck of light as she craned her neck round to meet his impassive face.

"You know I love hearing about how people I don't know want to kill me. Who are you?"

Jonno's crackled, sharp intake of breath was the only sound in the alley.

"I said." He tightened his grip on her neck. "Who are you?"

"Where's Erin?"

"Well currently my hand is on her spine and I could snap it at any moment but she's here." Breaking her spine wouldn't kill her – it would be a bitch to heal but not deadly. The things Vlad could do to her while she was incapacitated though… "Why don't you tell me your name before I get bored enough to kill her?"

"Jonno."

"Jonno? Hmm…" His eyes flickered and for a second Erin wondered if he remembered. But he couldn't. He wouldn't- couldn't forget her and remember Jonno. She was the one who destroyed him.

"Let Erin go."

Mir chuckled. "Sorry, Jonno. I'd much prefer to kill her."

His fangs sliced into her neck and Erin screamed.

Sorry for my absence, I mentioned Being Human at the top I think… which was my vice for the holidays but I'm back for the time being and sentenced to one episode a day max.

This chapter was choppy, I do know that and will definitely keep it together better for the next one.

Thank you for all sticking around – I was still rather scared that people would just forget this story.

See you very soon guys!