I'm sorry, but that's as close as I'm getting to smut. For now. I can reaallly see it in my head, not to sound like a perv or anything (ahem) but I just can't get it to work with words. Maybe soon it will happen. And I assure you that it will be joyous.

My apologies for the update delay. Bought a drawing book so been sketching quiet a bit.

Moving on! Thanks so much for the reviews! Keep 'em coming! The

Truce 30

Jerry sat with his back against the wall. Quietly watching his other fledglings as they interacted with one another. A distant look came to his eyes slowly as his head fell back and his eyes lowered.

All he could do was wait. And he didn't like waiting. Nor did he like the feeling of not being able to predict the outcome to what was coming next. It all relied on Charley now, the rest was up to the boy to survive the change. Because some did, and some didn't. It all depended on the person. And Charley's situation wasn't a solid fifty fifty chance, it was more like twenty eighty percent chance he might survive it.

The vampire narrowed his eyes as he didn't like the feeling of not knowing if Charley would wake up or not. It grew quiet suddenly as the others sensed his uneasiness. Drawing his legs slowly closer to himself as he stared at the ground, breathing slowly as he wiped the half drying blood from his face carefully, narrowing his eyes while having to scratch some of it off. Tilting his head to the side as he gazed at the deep red smears on his pale hand.

The vampire smirked slowly as he closed his hand into a fist, surprised he had shown so much emotion. Never showing anything but his dangerous side when he needed too. It was strange for even crying as he did. Amy might have made him feel young, but Charley made him feel things like a human. Gazing up towards the opening in the ceiling suddenly as a noise caught his attention.

Blinking as he heard faint knocks coming from above, sounding harsh and frantic. Leaning forward as he listened in and narrowed his eyes, the vampire heard the front door open and close loudly. He was standing up in a second.

Letting out a growl before he heard his and Charley's names being called. The growl faded slowly as it turned to one of mild irritation.

"Peter.." Jerry said faintly as he looked straight ahead.

He forced his underlings to get out of sight and be silent. Listening to Peter's voice move throughout the house and eventually grow closer to the bedroom. Footsteps rushing up the stairs. Jerry stood beneath the trap door and looked up as the magician's feet grew even closer. A lot of time had to have passed if he was here again, becoming aware of the closing sunset immediately he exhaled. Two hours had passed since Peter left. And Charley was in the earth for little under an hour.

"Charley? Jerry? Where in the bloody fuck are you?" Peter's voice demanded frantically from the bedroom above.

"Use your brain, Moron. If I'm not upstairs, where else would I be? I knew I should have locked the doors.." Jerry called out in a out flat tone as he crossed his arms. A moment later, Peter's head popped into view. Jerry smirked slowly smelling Peter's fear.

"Where's Charley?" Peter asked as he knelt down.

"Sleeping." The vampire replied, giving peter a hollow stare as he smirked.

"Sleeping? Where?" He asked carefully. The vampire unfolded his arms slowly and showed his slightly dirty hands.

Peter's face fell flat as his mouth opened in disbelief. Jerry grinned even more at how quick he was to piece it together. Absolutely nothing could get past him. Nothing at all. Sitting back slowly Peter let out a sigh as he scowled lightly.

Not believing Charley would actually allow himself to be turned, IF that's what happened. Whatever the two had shared, must have been so intense that it could have been for any reason they saw fit. The magician blinked quickly, unsure what to do at the moment. He was about to say some thing as he leaned over again, but instead he jumped back suddenly with a yelp as Jerry's torso popped out of the trap door.

Scaring Peter so bad he crashed against the white dry wall with a pained groan followed by quick giggles as he slid the rest of the way.

"Fuck! Why! Why do you have to do that!" He breathed out as he shuffled back a little. Terrified but embarrassed for yelping in the first place. Jerry chuckled and sat down with one leg dangling in the opening, giving the magician a small cheeky grin while hearing his heart race madly.

"What are you doing here?" He asked as he watched Peter sit up with a small sigh. The smile slowly faded.

"I got worried after Charley called. Couldn't stand it any longer. I had to come see if he was alright." He said slowly, giving the vampire a careful glance. Seeing that he was agitated and looked almost scared of something. Which meant he was going to be unpredictable and potentially violent.

"Being a nosey little boy." He snapped suddenly and looked away. A dangerous glare was casted at the ground. Peter was almost too scared to move for a moment as he pressed against the wall.

"Sorry, but I care about Charley too you know. Your not the only one allowed to know his condition. So just...chill the fuck out, will ya? I'm here on peaceful terms." Peter cautioned as he sat straighter. His heart racing madly at the sudden display of hostility.

"So...uh.. How's...things?" Peter asked stupidly trying to change the subject, not having any idea what to say but he didn't like the silence at the moment. Jerry raised an eyebrow slowly as the dangerous look faded and was replaced by a questioning one as he stared at the magician. Peter shrugged with a blank look then smiled lightly.

"What? I ran out of things to say.. You make me nervous all the fucking time." Peter said with a dull voice then cleared his throat as he looked at the trap door. A worried look came over his face for a moment as he drummed his fingers on the floor.

"He asked me to do." Jerry said slowly answering Peter's worried look, but had a hint of reluctance. Unsure why he was hesitant about speaking to the 'Vampire Expert' when he shouldn't even care at all. He huffed, hating the tenderness he carried for the damn fool.

"Really?" Peter asked even more surprised. Jerry scowled at him suddenly.

"Did you assume I forced it on him? I didn't if you really have to know. Now wipe that look off your face." Jerry said bitterly as he frowned, giving him a disappointed look. Peter closed his mouth and stayed silent.

"Well..that's not.. Uh, exactly..what I was thinking." Peter said as he stared at a corner on the floor, faking a confused look. Even though that was exactly what he originally thought.

"Your a terrible liar, Little Peter.." Purred the vampires dark voice, making Peter look over at him slowly while raising an eyebrow. Never hearing that kind of tone directed at him made his skin crawl uncomfortably.

Jerry gave him a dark hungry stare as he crept forward slowly. He was suddenly reminded of a large cat. His movements slow but calculated, getting closer in the small area quickly. Peter froze and watched in a frightened silence as the vampire basically crouched in his lap as he stared with some sort of emotion in his eyes. The magician blinked quickly, drawing a slow breath as he instinctively pressed against he wall, uneasy by the closeness and the creatures stare.

"I haven't seen you.. in a while, Peter. How are you?" Jerry asked in a low casual tone as he tilted his head to the side. Smirking deviously, his black eyes gazing at his throat briefly before raising them to Peter's frightened ones.

"Uh..good. I'm- I'm good. Just..erm, nothing. How are you?" He replied faintly as he stayed still, twitching lightly as the vampire ran a finger along his jaw.

"Nothing new. Strange thing coming from you, of all people. I'm leaving soon." Jerry said flatly as he backed away from Peter slightly, watching as a faint gleam of sweat grew of his forehead. The vampire gave him a contemplative look before it turned to a serious stare.

"Charley is coming with me. Do you want to come along too?" Peter was stunned by sudden question and the revelation. His mouth opened and closed without sound as he didn't know what to say. Jerry raised his brows slowly as he dropped his gaze with a small knowing smile.

"What?" Peter whispered out finding his voice finally. Jerry's head turned to the side suddenly and he narrowed his eyes. Hearing a very faint whine, the vampire ignored Peter for a moment as he stared into the darkness below. Peter noticed the sudden change and he frowned slightly, his eyes shifting from the hole and the vampire quickly.

"What?" Peter asked quickly, instantly thinking about Charley.

"Shut up." Jerry snapped and leaned a little closer to the opening. Not another sound was heard. Just the sounds of Vincent's heart and breathing. The vampire turned his attention back to Peter slowly as he brushed the noise off as one of the others below. For now anyways.

"Was nothing. But will you come with us?" He asked the illusionist in a serious tone again.

Peter didn't know what to say once again. He just stared at Jerry with confusion and shock. His mind raced while trying to figure out why he was offering this suddenly and even more so as to why he was being invited along. He knew that one of the major bumps had been smoothed between himself and Jerry, but he hadn't thought it would make him that close. He licked his lips as he drew a breath.

"Why are you asking me this?" Peter asked with confusion. Giving the vampire a weird look.

"Are you really going to play stupid?"

"Uh, yeah. Because right now I feel pretty fucking stupid! Why the fuck are you asking me this!" Peter demanded and leaned forward slightly. Jerry smirked at him.

"I'm not asking if you want to be turned, you welp. I'm merely asking if you will come with us.. When we leave. Although, I'll risk death again to taste you Peter." The vampire trailed off slowly as he smiled teasingly, his gaze turned predatorial.

"Oh. Ha. Well, h-how about you don't do that.. I'd appreciate it." Peter stammered quickly and looked away, the uneasiness increased to high levels as the vampire was very close once more.

Pressing his hands against the wall on either side of Peter's shoulders, Jerry watched as the illusionist didn't turn away but avoided looking at him. Watching with growing amusement as the man's bump on his throat bob up and down quickly. He reached out and nicked the side of his face, collecting the tiny bead of blood. Licking it away slowly as he raised his black eyes. Giving a small breath as his fangs grew slightly, tasting no hint of holy water. Temptation was getting stronger by the second. The vampire chuckled lightly as he gently patted the side of Peter's face.

"Maybe later, hm? Although, this doesn't affect my question Peter." The vampire said and gave him a small teasing glare. Inching away slowly.

"No." Peter answered quickly, glancing briefly with nervousness.

"I see. Is that your final answer?" Jerry asked with disappointment in his voice. Peter scowled lightly and looked away.

"I can't just...up and leave. It isn't that bloody simple Dracula, for you maybe it is. Not for the rest of us." Peter said slowly, making it obvious that he was conflicted.

"What makes you wish to stay here. Your..magic show? Jane? Or something else that doesn't even matter. So afraid of change and to let go." Jerry spoke slowly, prodding at specific topics.

Peter looked over at him slowly and didn't say anything for a long time as he tried to think of a good reason to stay and not go with him. But after a long dead quiet silence, he found that he didn't have a good reason for either answer. He didn't really have a reason to stay, nor did he have a reason to leave. He was about to answer when Jerry's attention was ripped towards the trap door and a blank look fell onto his pale face. Peter heard the vampire give a breathy chuckle and turned to look at him with a growing smile.

"Are you coming down too, or will you wait here." Jerry asked quickly, but gave him a cautious look.

"Huh?" Peter frowned as the vampire stood up and hovered over the trap door. Unsure of what was happening at the moment, he scowled and blinked a few times.

"Charley is beginning to wake up. Yes or no." He said quickly. Peter raised his eyebrows and stood up as Jerry dropped below quickly through the opening. The magician looked down and saw the vampire waiting below.

"Well..?" Jerry frowned. He arched a brow to the fact that Jerry was going to catch him. Taking a breath he shimmied his way down through the trap door. Briefly remembering the first time he had done this. Suddenly wishing he had his shotgun at the moment.

"Hurry up, Peter." Jerry said raising his voice slightly.

"Yeah, yeah." Peter breathed out, his hands let go of the floor around him and fell. Exhaling along the way until he dropped into Jerry's arms just a second later. His head fell back as he let out a small groan of relief.

"Fuckshit! Mm! Thank you Honey Darling!" Peter said with a small laugh of relief, not hitting the ground like last time. Jerry arched an eyebrow at him before he let go, chuckling as the illusionist dropped to the ground and groaned painfully with a quick curse.

"You're welcome. And don't call me that, Pooky." He purred and turned away as his dark eyes looked over to the wall. Peter glared before he slowly sat up and scowled at the decayed odor that clung to the air.

"Ever heard of air freshener? Its.. Stinks." Peter said faintly as he got to his feet.

"For as smart as you are, you're stupid. You're in a vampires home. Where we are born.. Of course it will smell." Jerry said like he should have know, watching anxiously as two fingers slowly became a dirty clawed hand, fingers flexing slowly before the sounds of the earth shifting filled the air.

"Could still use a fair amount of bloody freshener." Peter mumbled as he came up behind Jerry slowly and stared in the direction he was, squinting as he forced his eyes to adjust to the heavy darkness. The vampire ignored his comment as he watched ahead.

"Oh, fuck I wish I was drunk for this.." Peter said out loud as he shifted from foot to foot in growing fear. Looking around quickly as he chewed his thumbnail. The darkness didn't help his anxious feeling.

Peter stopped when his ears picked up an all too familiar sound of muffled screeches and growls. Further frightening him as he remembered how scary it is to watch a new vampire birth from these walls. Briefly thinking someone else would come out after the boy did, or that the other walls would give way to more vampires. His breaths picked up a little as Jerry turned his eyes towards him slowly, smelling his fear that was only getting stronger.

"You'll be fine. Calm down." The vampire chuckled and gave him a reassuring look. Turning away he moved closer to the wall as a leg popped out while the hands clawed at the dirt.

The limbs that were sticking out suddenly started to press against the surrounding area and a very, very unnatural version of Charley emerged from the earth with a frightening sound. His pale skin covered in a thin layer of dirt that seemed to shake loose with each movement. Clumps of it still clung to his clothes and hair as the boy pushed and pulled his way out. The newly born vampire dropped to the ground on all fours, giving out a moan that turned a mild growl as he crept forward a few steps. The creature disguised as a teenager didn't really move from the spot except to rock around as he crouched low to the ground. Seeming to gage where he was for a moment as his motions slowed down.

Sitting back, the vampire boy looked up and around, a blank but calm look was on his boyish face as he spotted the two of them. Peter watched with frightened awe to how the kid seemed to glow in this rebirth. Full of unnatural vibrancy and gracefulness. Blinking quickly as the boy was low to the ground once more and slowly crept forward, giving another strange vocalization. The boy learched forward with a sudden snarl baring his teeth. Peter swore as he jumped back, and tripped over a small dirt mount.

"Stay put.." Jerry slowly moved towards Charley.

Peter stayed on his back for a minute as the vampire boy growled in his direction, raising his head slightly as he locked eyes with Charley's. The boy was giving him a hungry stare then fell silent as Jerry tisked lightly. Peter happily obliged the vampire by not moving from the spot as his heart pounded painfully hard against his ribs.

Charley looked up and edged closer to the elder vampire, his gleaming black eyes never leaving Jerry's face. A smile growing on his features as the older vampire knelt down in front of him, his hands reaching out slowly. Charley nearly leapt into Jerry's arms once he was close enough. The two didn't move for a moment as they cradled into one another. Jerry glanced over at Peter for a moment before returning his attention to the boy. The vampire moved his hands and held the Charley's head carefully as he leaned his face closer, biting his own lip enough for a few drops to spill out.

"You'll awaken fully Charley. You will have everything that makes you who you are." Jerry instructed slowly as the boy's head tilted to the side, hanging off every word with complete silence.

Peter watched from a few feet away in silence, momentarily forgetting where he was as he watched as the two crashed their lips together. He forced himself to look away briefly, finding it a little strange and slightly awkward to witness it. Waiting a moment before glancing back. Upon turning his gaze back to them, he saw that Charley's head was leaning back as he took a loud inhale as his red tinted lips parted. His black eyes slowly fading and returned to the unusually light green.

Exhaling slowly as the boy blinked, lowering his head slowly as he breathed out. The boy laughed lightly as he gazed at Jerry. The vampire smiled at the boy watching as recognition was returning quickly to his eyes. He wrapped his arms around him, burying his face into Jerry's shoulder as he started to laugh harder. Terrified of the change because everything was so much more intense than it was before, but he was aware of himself as he shook. Jerry held onto him tightly as he gazed over to the magician, his lips moving but Peter couldn't hear what he was saying as he motioned for him to come over when he was ready.

Peter let out a shaky breath as he moved forward, watching as they stood up without letting go of each other. The boy nodded slowly, turning his attention towards him. Peter relaxed immediately seeing the familiar set of eyes that he knew very well.

Charley was Charley, for now.

"Peter.."

"Well.. Least now I can call you Baby Dracula and mean it." Peter teased as he crossed his arms slowly, still uneasy about being down here. Charley laughed and looked down in mild discomfort.

"Yeah.. I guess. Please don't talk so loud. It hurts my ears. Everything's.. louder." The boy said lightly.

"That will pass soon." Jerry said as he stepped away seeing that across the room, one of the others slowly started peeking out. Narrowing his eyes for a moment as he gazed back to Charley and Peter. Charley finally saw what he was hiding down here, but he said nothing about as his green eyes turned to Peter again.

"You alright Brewster?" Peter asked softly, the teen nodded slowly as he moved towards him. Peter put his arms around him briefly, pausing as Charley started sniffing him. Glancing down at him slowly as the boy's face inched closer to his neck as he started to stand on his tip toes.

"Uh... Charley..?" Peter started but his words faltered as he felt the teen's breath glide over his skin, sending warning chills over his form.

Jerry glanced over to Charley slowly, locking eyes with the boy as he stared over Peter's shoulder. The vampire gave his new born an eager expression. A dark smirk started to form as his face as the magician began to struggle in Charley's grasp. His green eyes turned black instantly and he bit down quickly into Peter's throat. Earning a pained cry and more struggles. Charley brought the magician to the ground as he held fast and sucked hungrily on his friend.

Jerry stood a few feet away watching with a pleased grin for a few minutes, moving closer as Peter's arm slipped back.

"That's enough Charley." Jerry said. The vampire boy stopped and moved away slowly as he stared quietly down at the half conscious figure of Peter.

"What do we do? Leave him or take him home?" Charley asked.

"Let him sleep for now. Then we will move him."

XX

TBC!