I feel like mostly all the other chapters have just been leading up to this part. I'm so glad to finally have this one out. Enjoy! :D

After leaving Jason's in a hurry, I walked around town looking for a cheap thrift shop. I had a credit card. That was it. Only because I never left the house without it. I couldn't spend much money, but I needed something to wear. I felt icky, and needed something new to put on, other than Eve's clothes.

My heart felt numb. I'd never thought someone could live feeling completely void of emotion, yet I was a walking slab of proof that that wasn't true. How could so many things get ripped away from me in two small days? And, on top of that, how was I expected to go to work after that?

Yet that's where I was headed after I found something to wear. One thing I did not want to do was piss off Oliver by not showing up. For some reason, he didn't seem like the kind of person to fire a disobedient employee. He seemed like the type to take things into his own hands.

Eventually I found a small little store that had a few cute outfits on display in the window. I opened the door and stepped into the air conditioned store.

"Can I help you with anything?" Said that lady behind the counter.

"I need something to wear." I told her. The deadpan sound of my voice should have worried me, but instead I felt nothing.

"I think I've got something that'll look perfect on you." She said with a large smile. She led me over to a rack of dresses.

She pulled out a beautiful, yet casual, white dress. It was knee length, and had when I tried it on, and instantly felt that the dress looked so off with how I felt. It looked great on me, I admitted, but it made me look pure, almost the way you would expect and angel to feel.

Yet the face ruined the look. My face looked dead. Like I was alive but not really there.

I didn't care. It was something to wear, and it was cheap, from the numbers on the price tag. Before, I would have been amazed to get this dress for only ten dollars. Now, I didn't care. It didn't excite me at all.

The lady smiled even more broadly when I left the small change room.

"It looks just as beautiful on you as I thought it would." She said.

I just nodded and paid for the dress. I put Eve's clothes in the bag from the store and headed to work. I put the bag in the back. I was the only one here today. I was the one opening the store.

Normally I would have smiled and been friendly to my costumers. Today, I didn't smile. I just mechanically made the drinks and took the money. A few of the people who's names I'd picked up because they were regulars at Common Grounds eyed me weirdly.

Probably wondering what was wrong with me.

Well, that list was a mile long and didn't look like it was getting shorter any time soon. Eventually a new person came in. I'd never seen her before, but that wasn't that surprising. Someone as new to Morganville as I was was sure to not know everyone's name, no matter how small this town was.

She walked up to the counter with a large smile on her face. I didn't return it.

"You're Emma, right?" She said. She had an accent. Probably French. I didn't really think into it too much. I didn't really care, to be honest.

"Mmm." I replied. "What do you want?"

"Nice service they have here." She said, still smiling, but with a frown forming on her face. "I don't want anything to drink."

"Then why are you here?" I asked. I would probably get fired for this attitude. Or worse. And I didn't care. I really didn't.

"Amelie sent me." She said quietly. "She's already spoken to Oliver. He said it's alright for you to shut down the shop. It's important that you speak to Amelie immediately."

"Fine." I said, and pulled off my apron. "We're closed!"

Everyone who had been sitting down up at a table looked up in surprise. "That means it's time to leave!" I called. I went into the back room and locked the back door. Once everyone was out, I went to the front door with the random girl who Amelie sent. I locked the door behind me.

She quickly ran into the tinted car outside. Vampire. Definitely. There's no way any normal person could drive in a car with windows that tinted.

Should I get into a car with a random vampire? Probably not. But than again Amelie sent her, so she had to be safe. And either way, I wasn't in any real danger. No one could take anything else away from me. There wasn't anything left to take.

She pulled away from Common Grounds. I expected her to be heading towards Founders Square, but instead she went in the opposite direction. Soon enough we were on the out skirts of town, but we hadn't actually left Morganville. We were still technically in town.

She turned off onto a side road and eventually we pulled up in front of a small, metal looking shack.

"Where are we?" I asked. "I can't see Amelie wanting to talk to me here."

"She's in there. Come on." The girl said, and started walking towards the building.

"What's your name?" I asked her.

"Kat." She replied.

She pulled out a large key and slipped it into the lock. "There's no other way to get in. Can't break into this place. It's like the perfect hide out. Or jail cell." She said with a cruel smile.

For a second my heart raced. The numbing inside me melted for a second and I felt genuine fear. I was claustrophobic. I didn't like small places like that, especially ones I could get locked in.

Kat smiled reassuringly, and all those thoughts ended immediately. My heart frosted over again.

We walking inside and Kat shut the door behind us. There was a set of stairs in the shack that led into a basement room. We couldn't enter that without a key. Kat had on for this door, too. She held the door open for me. It looked heavy.

Then we were in another small room. This one had a giant glass box in it, with a small casket inside.

"Where's Amelie?" I asked quietly.

Kat turned to me, that cruel smile in her face again. "I lied." She said flippantly. "But that's besides the point. Amelie can't offer you the things we can offer you."

"What do you mean?" I asked. I knew I should be worried. And I probably should have been looking for a way out, but that large door that Kat had held open for me didn't seem like an option. There was no way I was going to be able to hold that open, let alone open it fast enough to run away from a vampire.

That was the only option. All hope was gone. And I didn't care.

"I mean that my master is much more powerful than Amelie. Well, he will be, once you fulfill your duty." She said, and took out her keys again. This time she slipped it into the small keyhole in the glass box. She lifted the lid on the casket.

I normally would have shuddered at the sight of the old, dead, partially decayed body. Yet I didn't. I just stared at it with a small amount of interest and a small amount of boredom.

The way Kat had taken the lid of the casket, I would have expected something a little more than just a dead body. Yet that's all there was.

She smiled, looking like she'd just found the most precious jewel that would make her millions of dollars.

"I know that you know what you are." She said, and gestured for me to follow her into the glass box. I didn't move. "I know that you're Bishops daughter. And so do you. Yet do you know yet why you're even here?"

I shook my head.

"A long time ago Bishop infected Amelie's little vampires, and Amelie, with a disease. It affected their brains badly, and made them slowly go insane. Bishop had the cure for it of course. Because Bishop created it. But not to destroy Amelie and Morganville. That was only the added bonus. The disease was actually a mistake. One of many failed attempts at what Bishop was trying to do." She said, and gently caressed the cheek of the dead guy.

"He was trying to make himself human." She said. "No, he didn't miss being human. It was something more practical than that. He wanted another child."

Ice ran through my veins. She hadn't said anything terrible, yet for some reason I started to feel scared.

"And he managed it, of course. You're living, well, mostly, proof. Yet he hadn't exactly made himself human. Which, in the end, he admitted was exactly what he wanted. He wanted to be able to conceive a child that was part vampire, part human. Once that was done, he took the antidote to become a vampire again." She paused, making sure I was following. "He did this because, though extremely powerful, Bishop was a paranoid man. He worried that some how his plans would fail. And he was right. Amelie destroyed him, and left him down here to rot."

"What does this have to do with me?" I asked, suddenly backing away from Kat. She had a look in her eyes that frightened me.

"This has everything to do with you, stupid girl." She said, and suddenly she was beside me, gabbing my arm. She pulled me into the box with the dead man. "You see, when a vampire dies, he's turns into something other than a human, but also something other than a vampire, even though he's dead. That's why you can't bring back a dead vampire. If it had been a human, it could be possible, though difficult."

"So Bishop worked for years on a formula that would allow someone to bring a vampire back from the dead. Yet he couldn't find one. A vampire most definitely couldn't do it. And you can't turn a dead person into a living human."

"Yet he realized that you can bring a dead vampire back to life if the person changing them was half human and half vampire. I don't know all the details to it, nor do I understand how it all works. Yet one thing he explained to me was clear. If he was to fail, I was to find his second daughter, you, and bring you to him."

"He said that you were the only thing that could bring him back." She finished, and then pulled out a long, thin knife and sliced open my arm. She pulled it to Bishops mouth.

I didn't scream. Not because I didn't want to, trust me, I did, but because I realized that it would be foolish. No one would here me in this small shack in the middle of nowhere.

I tried to fight her. Bishop had been evil. Eve and Jason had both made that clear. As numb as I felt on the inside, I just could not take part in bringing this horrible man back.

Yet fighting her was pointless. Kat held me firmly, unyielding.

And then I finally screamed. Something had slid into my arm. Something painful and terrible. I looked down to see the dead man, who I now understood to be Bishop, biting my arm.

He was alive.

He looked terrible, all skin pulled tightly over bones. Yet his eyes had opened. They shinned red, and looked immensely cruel. He held on to my arm until I started wobbling. I felt faint. This was at least twice the amount of blood that Myrnin had taken from me. I couldn't stand up anymore. I fell to the ground and Bishop released me.

Kat dropped to her knees. "Master." She said, lowering her head.

"Thank you, Katherina. You will be rewarded for this." Bishop said. His voice sounded ragged. He sounded like a dying man. "I need more blood. Human, this time. Hers will only bring me back, yet it won't sustain me. I will stay here until you get back."

Kat stood up. "Should I bring the girl?" She asked.

"No." He said firmly. "We can't risk her exposing us. Yet I'm sure you have a plan for that as well, right? A reason for her to be quiet?"

"Of course. But it's not here. He's somewhere safe... for now. Unless she does something that displeases you." Kat replied. The way she spoke to Bishop sounded the way someone desperately in love would talk to their lover. So eager to please and filled with yearning.

"He?" Bishop asked, looking mildly interesting. "My dear daughter, aren't you too young for boyfriends?"

"Apparently not. And she sure knows how to pick them." Kat said with a cruel smile.

Jason. They had Jason. And if I didn't comply, they would kill him.

"What do you want from me?" I asked quietly. My voice was much softer than I had expected. I didn't have much energy left.

"You'll see." Bishop said cruelly. And then I passed out.

So, what'd you think? REVIEW and tell me. :D Also, I'm getting Bite Club in two days. I absolutely cannot wait. So excited. Just felt like sharing that.