Godric opened the door. It swung open hitting the wall making a loud noise. I hward something move down below. He and I exchanged glances before Godric lead the way down.

It was too dark for a vampire basement. The stairs were nicely lit and stable under neath my feet. I looked out seeing chains on the floor as I came to the bottom. There was something hanging from the ceiling with spikes hanging from it.

"What kind of dungeon is this?" I asked hearing my voice quietly echo back to me.

I saw the outline of two human bodies. I squinted seeing one male and one female in the dark. Godric kept moving forward as I stayed back where I was. Something about the underground jail cell didn't quite sit right with me.

I heard the man yelp out in pain. Godric was pulling his hair forcing him to look up.

"It seems Eric has had some time to get to know you," Godric spoke to Steve.

"Piss off, Satan," Steve spat weakly.

Godric glanced up at me. His eyes held great sadness as he smiled at me.

"I really do hate this man," he said his voice shaking.

"You have every right to hate him, Godric," I answered sympathizing.

"People will notice my disappearance," Steve said looking from me to Godric. "And when they do… all hell will break loose."

The plan we had for him still didn't make sense to me. Sure we'd return him in time to make eight o'clock mass, but what about all the lonely nights his wife has to sleep through? Won't she raise an alarm? What will Steve say on Sunday when their's no one listening?

This plan sucks, I thought.

Godric lowered Steve's head until his face hit the hard concrete floor. He slowly rubbed Steve's face back and forth on the floor. Steve made a few annoying noises but Godric wasn't really hurting him. Compared to what Godric wanted to do to Steve, rubbing his face on the floor making small scratch marks was being far too nice.

"Why not let him have it?" I asked.

Godric stopped and looked up at me. He seemed to be in denial that I actually said that.

"No one's looking," I added hearing Steve let out a small cry.

Godric appeared in front of me. He pressed his hands on my back pulling me to him. I reached up and placed my hands on his shoulders. His lips eased over mine with a little agression. His fingertips dug int my back trying to pull me even closer. My body was completely up against his and the heat was quickly rising over the cold.

What brought this on?

Godric realeased me breathing a little heavier.

"What was that all about?" I asked with a smile.

Godric didn't answer as he went back to Steve. Steve let out a loud yelp as Godric knelt down to him. I found it funny how Steve was already frightened when Godric barely touched him yet.

Let fear replace his blood, I thought with a grin.

Godric wrapped a chain around Steve's neck. He kept his arms on either side of the prisoner's head. Steve tried to grasp at the chain but his fingers wouldn't slip in-between his neck and the restraint.

"I'm going to choak you till near death, and then I will let you breathe," Godric whispered into Steve's ear.

"No!" Steve yelled reaching behind hisfel to Godric.

Godric pulled his arms apart putting immense pressure around Steve's neck. He still tried to grab the chains and fee himself but to no avail. His face turned pink-ish within seconds. His veins bulged out in his face and part of his neck that I could see. Soon he turned red as he desperately gasped for air. His eys started to water and push outwards from his sockets.

It was all too much for me. I turned my face away unable to watch his suffer anymore.

"This is nothing compared to what you have done to me and Lacey," Godric said before he relased Steve.

I looked back seeing Steve on the ground gasping for air. He was shaking vigorously as he drew breath. His whole body rose up when he inhaled. His face was still red and I began to wonder if he would either pass out or hyperventilate.

"You… truly are… a monster," Steve said in between breathes.

"I'm not the one that fingered a virgin in a church," Godric replied at Steve's level.

Steve laughed, "Still haven't taken what you believe is rightfully yours, vampire? I thought you would have by now. Must be losing your… touch."

Steve was then in the air bouncing back and forth between Godric and the wall. Steve never touched the wall for any real bodily damage, Godric timed it just right to avoid the wall by centimeters. It was like watching a tennis match in fast forward.

"Godric?" I whispered reaching out to him. I knew better than to touch a vampire in fast forward, but I felt he was gving into his anger.

Godric stopped holding Steve up in the air by the neck.

"I wish I could do more to you with my… touch," Godric said. "But I fear you wouldn't survive it."

"Oh, shut up and just kill me," Steve said between his teeth.

Just then Eric appeared at my side. I jumped startled from his sudden persence.

"Hm, like music," Eric said glacing down at me.

Godric lowered Steve to the ground but still held his neck in his grasp. Godric and Eric only looked at each other especting the other so say something. Godric was the one to speak first but it wasn't in a language I had heard before. The conversation didn't last long, Godric smiled at the end of it.

"Your progeny has grown attached to this human?" Godric asked with a smile.

"She says he likes the way he struggles when, clearly, there is no escape," Eric answered looking from Godric to Steve then back to Godric.

Godric then turned to me, "Anything you wanna add, Lacey?"

I nodded walking forward. Godric held Steve out for me with easy access. I met Steve's eyes once seeing hate and fear mixed perfectly in both. I stepped back and then came forth pretending to kick at a soccer ball. I made direct contact and smiled as Godric let Steve drop to the floor.

"Payback's a bitch," I said listening to Steve whimper at my feet.

Godric laughed, "It apparently is."

I looked up at Eric thinking he would find it funny too. My smile vaporized when I met his gaze. His blue eyes were cold as they stared down at me. My heart breat quickened and I looked him over sizing him up. I remembered the conversation we had a while back, and I remembered how much he didn't like how close I was to Godric. I still had a few more years to live until I had to keep my end of the bargan.

"Something wrong?" Godric asked approaching us.

"Of course not, Godric," Eric answered too quickly.

"Lacey?" Godric asked.

"Nothing," I answered breaking my contact with Eric. "A chill just came over me."

Godric raised an eyebrow as he galced from me to Eric. He suspected something but I didn't think he could tell what it was.

"You should go," Eric spoke looking down at Godric. "Dawn will come soon."

"That depends on Lacey," Godric replied turning to me again. "If she is satisfied."

I kept my eyes away from Eric knowing his icy glare would have an effect on me.

"I'm happy," I answered.

Eric lead the way back upstairs. Godric followed me keeping an eye on Steve was we walked up. The club was silent now. Everyone cleared out maing it easy for us to move to the front door.

Pamm was there waiting for us. She had a scowl on her face as I walked towards her. It seemed Eric's "progeny" didn't like me so much either. It didn't bother me as much ahs it probably would if I lived closer to them.

"Are you sure you'll make it?" Eric asked. "You're not flying by yourself so you'll be a little… slower."

"Your subtle insults are not needed, Eric," Godric stated. "Lacey is actually quite light."

Eric looked me over again raising an eyebrow. His facial expression barely lasted for Godric to scold.

"He will be returned by Sunday?" Godric asked taking my hand and pulling me to his side.

Eric's lip pulled upward in slight irritation, "Yes."

"Good," Godric replied before he turned to me. "Say 'goodbye' Lacey, you probably won't be coming back."

I waved to Eric finidng him unworthy of my words.

I don't think I wanna come back, I thought exiting the nightclub.

"Sorry about him," Godric apologized. "He's very protective."

Something you two have in common, I thought.

"Isn't it a good thing?" I asked picking the nice path.

"It can be… at times," Godric answered looking up at the sky. "He believe's I'm becoming too attached to something that won't last."

Maybe that was what their conversation was about; me.

"Well, he has a valid point," I said in a whisper. "I am breakable, I age, and I'm the desire of every vampire."

Godric spun around. He dug his fingers into my upper arms penetrating through the thick fabric. It was painful as I inhaled sharply trying not to let any sound escape my open mouth.

"Don't say it like that," Godric said. "Please."

"Like what? Desire?" I asked looking from my arms to his eyes. "I know what my blood means to your kind."

I'm like, a perfectly cut diamond, I thought. The lottery. All the things people wanted desperately.