They were all sitting there on the living room floor having a good time and forgetting about what reality was going to have instore for them. Especially one of them anyway.

"Ok, ok I got one, what did the big telephone say to the little telephone?" asked George who was completely out of it.

"Ummm I don't know George, what did he say?" said Mitchell taking a bite of his chocolate bar when he was finished.
" I'm sorry but your to young to get engaged Hahahaha.."

"Well done George", said Annie walking into the room with a tea tray and a smile on her face.
"Right I think George needs to go to bed don't you think Annie?"

"Yeah I think hes had enough, right come on you, time for bed!" replied Annie.

As she watched Mitchell put George over his shoulder she was amazed at how strong Mitchell actually was, she had a sudden urge to go over and kiss him.

Mitchell noticed this strange look on Annie's face and wondered what she was looking at.

"Oh my god" said Mitchell bringing Annie out of her day dream although it was past 12 o'clock.

"What? What is it?" asked Annie hoping vampires couldn't read minds, although she knew full well they couldn't.

"He hasn't pissed on me has he?" asked Mitchell with a worried face.

"No, no ,no " said a confused Annie looking round to see if he had.

"Good, so what were you looking at?"

"Oh nothing, just thinking".

"Well ok i'll be down now to help clean up the mess" offered Mitchell praying that Annie would say "no its fine i'll do it, you go to bed and get some rest".

Unfortunately for Mitchell Annie didn't say that, Annie didn't want to talk, she wanted to play.

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Mitchell put the drunk, half asleep George to bed and as he did George had one last thing to say.

"She likes you".

But before Mitchell had time to say anything back he was fast asleep.

"I know" replied Mitchell in a whisper he hardly heard himself.

As Mitchell walked down the stairs, he saw Annie cleaning up. She's beautiful. How could anyone kill her he thought.

"Oh Mitchell you scared me!"

"Sorry, wasn't meant to" he replied bending over to pick up a bottle, but his eyes never leaving hers.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

A scream rang thought out the house, a scream so terrible that Annie started to cower in the corner covering her ears and screaming as well.

Mitchell recognised the scream, it was the same scream he heard every night when he was in the war, the scream of his friends being shot, it was the same scream he heard when he shot a womans husband in front of her.

That same scream that tortured him to this day, that very scream was back, now torturing Annie.

The scream was upstairs, it took Mitchell a only few seconds to realise who was screaming so terrible.

George...