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Aiden continues his quest to make Brooklyn his….

Aiden stood there with her shirt still in his hands as he paced the loft. He should have acted faster in turning her but he didn't anticipate Gabriel and Michael showing up and ruining his fun. No matter, he would still get what he wanted or rather who he wanted. When she was taken from him he had felt a stab of what he thought was sadness. But he wasn't supposed to feel such feelings. He was one of the most powerful and oldest beings to walk upon the face of the Earth and he was getting the sensation of sadness. He shook it off as being enraged about losing her. Losing her to that damn angel! And now Castiel had her safe so the effects of his bites would be reversed and she would be fully human again. But Castiel would be doing it all in vain as soon she would be back with him and fully turned.

"What are you planning on now, my son?" Judas asked sitting in the chair as he watched Aiden pace restlessly back and forth holding the shirt. One leg seated atop the other as he continued to observe the younger vampire. He had never seen Aiden like this in the twenty centuries he had know him. Leaning his head to one side he observed Aiden as he remained deep in thought. Judas knew that Aiden would stop at nothing to get Brooklyn back. He could read it in his violet eyes like a chapter from a book.

Aiden paused and turned to the raven haired vampire seated across from him. He was not sure what his next move would be but he knew that whatever he tried Castiel would find a way to stop him. The angel could easily anticipate the vampire's next move. So he would have to find a way that Castiel would not expect. "It would seem that I may have met my match in my old companion. He will be able predict my next move based on what he knows about me. It must be a way that he is not expecting."

Judas sat there watching as a smile began to form across the Elder's face. He had found a way to pursue his prey all the while going under Heaven's radar. He knew his progeny would figure it out and that he had done well in turning the man. Aiden grinned even wider as he knew the way he would carry out his next step would be one that the angel did not see coming.

Castiel awoke and slowly slid out of bed as to not wake Brooklyn up. Searching the floor he found his sleep pants and yanked them on. He was still a little shaky after the rather intense love making just hours ago. Gazing down at the sleeping form he found himself smiling down at her. He didn't know that side of her existed. He had to admit that he found it exotic and erotic. He knew that part of it was from her coming out of the false vampirism but he could also feel that it was her as well driving that wild side to the surface. He had felt their connection and love strengthen through the ordeal. Walking over to her side of the bed he placed a hand on her forehead. Her skin feeling cool under his hand. Gently pulling her upper lip back he noticed the fangs that were there only hours ago gone. Relief washed over him as he saw she was slowly turning back. He thought that he had lost her. Despair and grief had washed over him when he had come upon her with Aiden. His soul was crushed when he saw her naked on the bed with Aiden in his arms as they were sharing a deep, hot and passionate kiss. Anger had risen within him; he suspected it was his vessel channeling the emotion to him. He was grateful for Brady and the Archangels being there since he would probably not have been able to take on Aiden and Judas on his own. He continued watching her not wanting her to be out of his sight. He felt as if they were being tested time and time again yet always found their way back to one another. Cas felt these trials and tribulations were becoming tiresome. He knew Brook shared the same sentiment as she seemed to be the one to bear the brunt of these ordeals. Deciding not to move, the angel reached out stroking her arm that rested atop the comforter.

The feel of his fingers on her skin stirred Brooklyn from a deep slumber. Opening her eyes she looked up to Cas as he moved his hand up to her face.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked her. Brooklyn nodded her head yawning a wide yawn.

"Yeah. I don't feel like I'm down in the pits of Hell and no strange cravings" she winked at him as she sat up. The feeling of security and safety overwhelmed radiating from his sapphire blue eyes. She was where she belonged. Back at home with her angel. Something caught her eye as she looked over the bed to see what remained of Castiel's slacks and shirt. Looking back up at Cas with a raised eyebrow she pointed to herself as if to ask if she was responsible for the sorry state of the clothing. Cas confirmed her question with a slow nod. She felt her face turn flush feeling embarrassed about the whole situation. Cas merely smiled that sweet smile indicating she had been forgiven and there was no reason to feel any shame. Her body pulling forward she softly kissed his lips before getting dressed. They had unfinished business to take care of and time was against them.

Aiden sat in front the laptop seeking information. His new strategy involved some outside help and he needed someone he could trust and would not turn on him. He had someone in mind yet the challenge was to track her down. As many barriers she put up to cover her trail she could not hide from him. She was known several names but currently she called herself Carly. She was residing in Las Vegas which made sense because in Sin City one could vanish if they did not want to be found. Smiling to himself he committed the information to memory and shut the lap top. Standing up and stretching his ancient yet youthful form, he stripped down not caring if the other tenants saw and headed to the shower. As the hot water tumbled over him, Aiden let his mind drift to Brooklyn. If his strategy worked Brooklyn would be his for good. He thought about the way she felt under him as he dominated her. Brooklyn's skin hot like fire as his fingertips traced along those tight sensual curves. He felt the way that had Raleigh felt when he explored the east coast of North America. Exciting, new, foreign and exotic. And those lips. If it were his last day he would have died happy as the vampire had tasted the sweetest softest lips ever. It was like they were the doorway to her soul sending intense sensations of pleasure and pain at the same time through his body. It drove him to the brink of madness when he was deprived of that sinful mouth. The desire rose within him seeking release to which he responded as the hot water continued to tumble over him.

The stars shined overhead as Aiden cruised on the interstate keeping the Chevelle within the speed limit. He could have just as easily used faster methods to reach his destination but for some strange explanation he decided to drive to Vegas. He laughed at himself seeing that he was one of the oldest vampires on Earth yet found satisfaction in one of the simple pleasures of humanity: driving. He became fascinated with the automobile ever since Henry Ford rolled out the first one in Detroit. He had sought out everything he could about the history of the car and came to possess intimate knowledge about each make and model since the days of the Model T. He had obtained his car from a hunter who dared to take him on alone. Unfortunately for the hunter he did not survive the duel. Aiden had searched the body finding the set of keys to the classic car. The man would not be needing it anymore as Aiden got in taking in the smell of the leather seats how new and clean it smelled. The interior was immaculate not a speck of dust anywhere. It was perfect! The exterior was in tip top shape as well. The paint was midnight black and shined in the moonlight. Grinning he started the ignition as it roared to life at his touch. He closed his eyes and leaned back letting the car warm up in the cold Colorado night. Putting the car in drive the only indication he was ever there were the fading taillights in the distance.

As he continued west he could feel the energy pulsating from the metropolis. Ahead the faint glow of the city became visible over the mountains. The city of sin was reaching out to him as he drew closer to his destination. The sign read Las Vegas 25 in the headlights. He hoped Carly would be receptive to his visit seeing as she did owe him for when he saved her back in Philadelphia.

It seemed that she decided to double back on a warlock and he got wind of her actions. The warlock had tracked her down enraged that the spell he cast had caused the woman he desired to hate him rather than love him. When Aiden found her she was cornered as the warlock prepared to hurl the fire from his hand at her intent on punishing Carly, at the time calling herself Joanna, in a rather familiar fashion. He realized she could be useful someday and decided to intervene. The warlock did not see Aiden as he was knocked to the ground with the force of a train. The man struggled as Aiden sunk his fangs in the man's neck draining him until he was dead. Joanna could only stand there frozen with fright as she watched this vampire with violet eyes kill her attacker. When Aiden approached her she had tried to run only to have the lone escape route blocked by his solid form.

"Stay the Hell away from me, blood sucker!" she screamed backing away from him.

Aiden merely stood there expressionless as he proceeded forward backing her into the corner again. He grabbed her throat and lifted her up until her stark green eyes were level with his dark violet orbs.

"Joanna, I know you are a witch and that you were to meet your death on this night. But, however, I see a use for you. In the future I will call upon you for help and you will provide assistance as I see fit. If you refuse, I will make your death slow and painful making you regret going against me. Do you understand?" She quickly nodded in compliance as Aiden let her go allowing her to flee into the warm May night.

Aiden parked the Chevelle alongside the building where her loft was located. Looking up he saw her walk in front of the large window facing the street. She was alone. Smiling he killed the engine and lights then proceeded up the exterior stairs with the stealth and quiet of a cat. He was able to pick up her scent as he neared her residence. He stopped in front of a smaller window looking in. She was there and getting ready to turn it seemed and she left the window open. Not sensing any protective barriers, Aiden entered targeting his prey in the living room.

Carly drank her tea as she went through her Book of Shadows. Business was good in Vegas and she thought about staying longer. As she continued to thumb through her book, her body went rigid as she felt an unwelcome presence in the room. She could feel the unholy one behind her as she grabbed her holy water. Very slowly she rose gripping the vial so tight her knuckles turned white. In one move she turned only to find no one there. Her eyes frantically looking for the intruder as Aiden grabbed her from behind covering her mouth when she tried to cry for help.

"Shhhh…Now, Carly, do you really want to wake the neighbors?" Aiden hissed in her ear. He spun her around to face him. Carly felt sheer horror overpower her when it registered who stood before her. "Did you think I forgot out our little arrangement, witch? It would seem that you are the one who forgot."

"No, Aiden, I haven't forgotten our little pact. In fact, I have been dreading this day since that night in Pennsylvania. Now you come seeking my help. What unfortunate mortal or creature have you targeted?" she demanded as her green orbs hardened at the sight of his smile.

"I need you to help me in obtaining a certain human as my mate. Her name is Brooklyn Ravenwood" he paused as Carly's mouth dropped at the name. "I see you know who she is."

"Why her?! What did she do to deserve a fate worse than death?! You tell me, vampire!"

Aiden stood there as his mouth twisted into a sneer of anger. He was not going to let a mere witch push him around. He had saved her life when he could have as easily left her to the warlock. Jerking her head in his hand he got nose to nose with her. "Now you listen to me, why I want her is none of your business. What is your business is what I want you to do for me. Is that clear?"

Angrily Carly nodded her head realizing she had no other option. "What is it that you need from me, Aiden?" Sadness and defeat in her words as she waited for his response.

"Now you are beginning to see things my way. I may let you live after all of this" he responded. Carly hung her head not wanting the Elder to see her eyes welling as these were tears of anger. Whatever he had planned for Brooklyn it would be devastating.

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