I told Jason to go sit on the couch while I cleaned up the broken glass. I liked the cleaning. It gave me time to really digest what just happened. I really just kicked a vampire in the balls. How many people can say they've done that? I bet that only a few have actually done it, and most of them never lived to tell the tale.

I actually giggled out loud at that. Maybe I'm in shock. Jason came out of the living room and stared at me.

"What's so fun- What the hell happened to your face?"

I stood up and instinctively touched the spot on my face where Darrel had hit me. Ooh, it was sore.

"Nothing of importance." I said, and bent down the sweep that last of the glass into the dustpan.

"That's not nothing. It's a huge bruise, Emma." He said, stepping towards me. I took a step backwards.

"Do you have a box I can put this in?"

"Yeah, I'll go get it." He said, shaking his head.

When we were finished cleaning up, we went into the living room to watch a movie. Jason had one of the largest movie collections I've ever seen.

"Cruel Intentions?" I said, holding the movie up. "You seriously have this movie?"

Jason shrugged. "It's good."

"It's a tragic love story." I said, raising my eyebrows. It was one of my favorite movies, though, so I put it in.

"So, when's you friend coming over?" I asked casually as the movie started. Ryan Phillippe was so hot.

"She should be he-"

"Jason!" Yelled a voice from outside the house. Suddenly a female burst through the door and hurried into the living room. She looked frantically around until she spotted Jason and I on the couch.

It was Eve. So Eve was his girlfriend. I expected to instantly dislike this girl who Jason was having over, but I couldn't. Eve was nice. And she was really pretty. I guess it made sense that Jason's girlfriend would be really pretty.

"Are you okay?" She said, looking Jason and I over to see if we were alright. "The front window is gone. I thought... I thought something happened."

"We're fine. Had a little run in with a vampire, but Emma took care of that. She kicked him in the balls and down he went..." Jason said, and smiled at Eve.

Eve laughed. "I knew you were a tough chick." Eve said. "Ouch, did he manage to get a shot in first?"

"Yeah..." I said quietly. Jason looked at me, but didn't mention that the vampire hadn't touched me at all.

"What are you doing here anyway, Emma?" Eve asked. She didn't say it in a rude way, she just sounded curious.

"She wanted to go to the movies, but I told her I had to meet you here." Jason said. He didn't sound annoyed now. With eve around, Jason's whole mood improved.

"Oh, so am I interrupting a date, or something?" Eve asked, suddenly looking embarrassed.

"What? No, no way. She just needed to get out of the house and I'm apparently the only one she bothers." Jason said, going back to the Jason I knew.

Eve looked from her brother to me, then shrugged. "Alright. I'm just going to take my coat off." She said, and left the room.

"So Eve is your girlfriend?" I asked Jason. I didn't look at him when I asked. "It makes sense. I mean, she is really pretty. And cool."

"What? Emma, no, Eve's-"

"Who's is this?" Eve asked, coming in holding a picture. She held it away from her as if she were disgusted.

"Oh, that's my father, I guess. I never met him, that's one of the only pictures I have of him. Where was it?" I asked, standing up.

Instead of giving it to me, she passed it to Jason. Jason took the picture and stared at it. His eyebrows went up. "Emma, that's not your dad." He said quietly.

"Actually, it is." I said, snatching the picture out of his hand.

"That's impossible." Eve said, staring at me.

"Is it?" Jason asked. He looked between me and Eve.

"What do you mean?" Eve asked.

"You missed what Oliver did today. He invited Emma to his meeting with Amelie. He made Emma dress up first. When she met me in the car, I thought she was Amelie. He had her hair in the same way, and her outfit was something Amelie would wear, and they looked so much alike that I bet I'm not the only one who thought she was Amelie." Jason said, staring hard at Eve.

"You're right. Richard thought I was Amelie. I don't see what this has to do with my father, though." I said, staring at them both, confused.

"Emma... Bishop is Amelie's father. He is, was, a thousand year old vampire." Eve said slowly.

Now it was my turn to say, "That's impossible."

a/n Okay, so this is the shortest chapter I've done so far. The next one will be longer. Most likely. :)

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