Reading back this chapter is highly dialogue based…hmm sorry guys. Oh well, a good conversation never hurts, if anything it tells a lot about a secondary character.

"You're a vampire now?" Victor asked with a surprising casualness as they walked together.

"Yes, expecting that were you?"

"No, sorry," he laughed care freely. Eva got the impression he was more light hearted now, maybe her being a vampire now, or being free of the stress of the summit. "I've seen so many turned its lost some of its novelty."

"There's a novelty to becoming a vampire?"

Victor ignored her and smiled. Eva wondered if this was his first smile or not, and thought back to their brief meetings.

"It is interesting though, seeing you as a vampire. Especially considering I didn't think we'd ever see you again."

"Well…thanks for keeping the faith…"

Victor gave a surprising low little chuckle, and knitted his eyebrows together in a bemused scowl.

"You make promising vampire."

"Thanks," Eva shrugged. "Out of my curiosity, if it could scare Talbot silly, how old are you?"

"Hmmm, wouldn't you love to know," Victor teased.

"Yes. I would. Hence asking," Eva retorted. Victor grunted with his gruff laughter, and Eva was glad he had a sense of humour.

"Well, I lived before your Jesus chap, let's put it that way."

"Seriously…"

"Never met the man, before you ask. Heard about him. I was in what is now Germany in that time…"

Eva had never felt so young, but to think one day she'd be telling a young person she was turned start of the second millennium was exciting. She may not have lived through the time of Jesus, but she lived through the time of Madonna.

"Okay, next question."

"Go on, but I'm pretty sure I'm entitled a turn after that."

"Why does Felipe de Castro not what foreign state vampires in Nevada?"

"I am unable to divulge his exact reasoning's, but I'm sure you understand what a risky time this is. So many vampire elites dead or injured." Eva nodded. "Okay my turn, who's your maker?"

"Eric Northman," Eva answered without hesitation. Victor had been the first vampire to address her, okay second including her and Eric's angry meeting. Hmm, is there a reason Eric Northman is always first to me, Eva mentally joked. Then she realised he even beat Lucio to her hotel room, but in the end it was Lucio she ran after. Strange.

"Interesting…and what…"

"I believe it's my turn."

"I apologize, do go on."

"Even though I have a maker from another state, and am now a vampire is my position with you all compromised?"

Victor looked thoughtful for a moment.

"That's not my decision, but I'll tell you a secret."

"Please do."

"You may be even more valuable to us."

"Interesting…"

Eva couldn't see how she had become any more useful, but she supposed time would tell.

"You know, most girls would object to being referred to as a pawn," Victor suddenly pointed out.

Eva hadn't thought about this, she gave herself to Nevada completely and she felt the reason was obvious.

"Why did you come looking for us?" Victor inquired calmly. Eva felt like a child chasing after him, he walked with steadiness, a rhythm in his steps. She stumbled after him like a curious animal. All the grace in the world had been granted to Eva yet she still looked like a wounded animal next to this age old man and his grand sweeping steps.

"You're my employers," she answered uneasily, "You're the only vampires I'm familiar with…"

"Feel safe with?"

"Yes," Eva answered truthfully.

"Don't be so God damn naïve," Victor suddenly snapped, "You trust no one in this world being what you are. Your own family will turn their backs on you upon seeing your fangs, so don't presume to lay your faith in every vampire that charms their way into your world. Everyone has their motives."

At some point during this small speech they'd climbed into Victor's car, ready to calmly drive away from the wreckage on the road behind.

Eva was quiet for a moment, looking at Victor's hard tense jaw line.

"Who said I didn't have my own motives?" Eva asked quietly. Victor started the engine and slid the car into reverse.

"You have reasons for coming her. Not motives. If they are to be called motives, they're the most innocent obvious motives in the world."

Eva fumed, how dare he insult her 'motives' just because they didn't involve blackmail, torture or death?

"You're so damn cynical, how can you live an eternity being so solemn?" Eva snapped, provoking a surprising chuckle from Victor. She went on, "turn backs on you, trust no one, everyone has motives, blah blah blah."

Victor's smile diminished somewhat.

"You left your own maker pretty quickly to scamper here."

Eva was quiet. Suddenly her viewpoint had expanded drastically.