Here is chapter 2 hope you like it.

Alyxandra Harvey owns characters exept Poppy, Pippa, Thomas and Alex.

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Chapter 2: 15 years later

"What to do today?" I wondered

"Training?" My best friend, Pippa, said a little too loud and mum was only downstairs with nanny. I slapped her around the head. "OW! What was that for?" she asked.

"Bloody hell Pip don't you ever think? Don't say stuff like that with my mum directly below us with only the floor separating us,"

"Jesus Pop you didn't need to hit me," she snapped back jokily looking back at her magazine with the picture of Robert Patterson as Edward Cullen. I personally hated Twilight but little miss spoil sport loved it. Doesn't make any sense to me considering her family background.

Oh where are my manners? I'm Poppy Hamilton and 15 ¾ years old to be exact, which I liked to be because it showed everyone how close I was to becoming a young adult, and I live with my mum. I never knew my dad and mum didn't like to talk about him because apparently it always reminded her of how she failed him. Nanny said she never had the guts to tell him she was pregnant with me because at the time they were moving away from Violet Hill, where she grew up. Also I'm partly named after mum's best friend Solange, my full name is Poppy Solange Hamilton, but I've always found that bit of information boring and unimportant but mum never wants me to forget it. Don't know why. I'm an only child but I've always counted Pippa as my sister and she practically lives round my house but only to get away from her older brother Thomas who is constantly harassing her. And me when you think about it. Mum always said we reminded her of her and Solange so much, she always promised to take me to Violet Hill to meet her and my dad. Then Nanny fell ill and Grandpa passed away and they couldn't cope. So Violet Hill would just have to wait.

"Will you get out of your daydream please Pop? We only have this weekend before we go back to school and you know there's no privacy there," Pippa begged. She liked to gossip but at school everyone knew all the gossip, somehow it got out. We swear out rooms have cameras and microphones hidden everywhere.

"Well, if you count everybody knowing your business privacy then no, there never is at that school. I'm just lucky I managed to enrol without mum finding out what school it really is," we laughed and she yawned.

"God, I'm tired. How can you stay up so late?"

"You know I have sleeping problems. I didn't wake up till about three this afternoon," I said. Remember earlier when I said 'what to do today?' well for me that means tonight as I can never stay up during the day, or I end up being ill. Mum says its normal but I'm not sure.

"You know you should really see a doctor about that Pop. It's not normal,"

"I know Pip but what can I do? The doctor's surgery's normally closed by the time I can get out of my lovely, warm, comfortable bed.-"

"POP!" she snapped. My bad another daydream.

"Sorry," at that moment mum walked in through the door looking paler than ever. Did I ever mention mum was ill? Oh sorry. A couple of months ago she was told she was ill and might not ever recover. No-one ever told me how she was ill because they didn't want me to worry, what they didn't know was I was sneaky and quiet and had very god hearing, but that's part of the reason why we stayed as well, so nanny could look after her. As I couldn't do it on my own.

"Poppy, honey, two things. One Pippa will have to go home as Thomas is downstairs and second: Alex is downstairs for you, says he wants to take you out tonight," oh my god she looks like she's in pain just talking nowadays.

"Alright mum, we'll be down in a sec," I assured her, "go and rest now OK?" she nodded and left my room. I turned back to Pippa who was still sitting on my bed we talked for another minute or two, mainly about how mum looked so ill. Alex wanted to take me to the party tonight. Shannon's birthday party at the club her mum rented for her and all her friends. I was invited of course but I wasn't sure if I wanted to go. I was worried about mum and if nanny would cope alright on her own. We went downstairs and Thomas started having a go at Pip, but she was going to the club anyway tonight no matter what. Hunter didn't really care where they went as long as they told her and knew what time they would be home but that's only because she's busy working all night. Alex welcomed me down with his usual warm hug and a kiss to the cheek. "Hi baby," he said, well he is my boyfriend. Did I forget to mention that too? My bad. But I'm sure I implied it.

"Hey sweetie," I replied. "Look, not being mean but I don't fancy going tonight. Or I just can't be bothered. I'm really tired," I forced a yawn but forgot Pippa's still standing in the doorway to the kitchen, elbow length blonde hair falling over her shoulders.

"Um excuse me but you are coming tonight, little miss 'I'm going to stay in bed till three in the afternoon'," she mocked.

"Thanks Pip," Alex laughed and looked at me, eyes pleading me to say yes, knowing I would give in as soon as he says-

"Please." That's it; I melted in his arms and agreed.

"Alright. Let me run upstairs and get changed a little, more partyish." I smiled and ran upstairs. Pippa followed claiming she needed to help but I already knew what to wear. I pulled out the little black dress with dark purple swirls along the bottom and slipped it on. Pip got out my purple eye shadow I was going to wear and pink lip gloss and put it on my face while I slipped on my shoes that were thrown under my desk. After my make-up was done she grabbed my hairbrush and gently brushed through my brownish (with hints if dark red) layered chin-length hair while I rummaged through my jewellery box, finding my favourite choker ribbon, taking the charm off my current chain, slipping it through the ribbon and tying it around my neck. When I was finished we both ran downstairs to find Thomas had gone leaving a message with Alex saying he was sick of waiting. Pip didn't need to get changed as she's dressed for a party all day every day, just in case. We all got into Alex's car (yes my boyfriend was older than me by about a year) and drove to his place to drop off the car then walked over to the club. You could hear that music a mile away, in fact some homeless people were having their own little party outside, and I felt deaf when we got inside the building.

It was an old building with the upstairs all boarded up due to the fact all the windows were broken. The downstairs however looked amazing like a normal modern club. Interesting. Nah not really I just say that sometimes for fun. Alex grabbed some drinks (I had wine as I don't like the cheap crap) and led me to the dance floor and we danced all night. Having a snog every now and then but who doesn't. I didn't see Shannon until someone bought out her enormous (wedding size) birthday cake and she blew out her 16 candles. Just think in three months that'll be me! I can't wait, I only I'd stop sleeping my day's away. I don't want to be asleep for my birthday that wouldn't be fun. Oh how I love dancing with Alex and not having to worry about mum for a change...

Lucy POV

While Poppy was out I fell even more sick. I was throwing up and couldn't even move off my bed, only to the side to throw up over the side of it. Trust me it's not fun. And I still haven't finished telling her about Nicholas. Well actually that is my fault.

She kept asking me about her dad over the years but all I would say was he lived Violet Hill and I moved away before he knew I was pregnant. Stupid mistake. As soon as I turned 18 I should've moved back and tell him about Poppy. She'd never believe me if I told her, her father was a vampire and that she was turning into one. In fact on her sixteenth birthday she will be one if she survives the change which at the moment doesn't seem likely as there are no vampires in this world that know about her. I don't want her facing the same thing Solange faced. It's dangerous and the thought scares me.

Mum was by my side again holding my hand telling me everything will be alright but I know it won't be. I'm going to die, Nicholas will never see me again and my daughter will die on her birthday unless he magically finds out she exists and help her. Again, not bloody likely! Mum would look after her until her birthday until finally being left on her own altogether. She would lose her husband, daughter and granddaughter all within a year and she was still ill. It's funny though, how I stayed behind to look after her when she fell ill yet I'm the one lying in bed with a brain tumour that's killing me more and more every second. My eyelids felt heavy and I wanted to close them and I knew it would be the last time because that's how weak I was right now. But I couldn't. I had to hold on a little longer. Because I heard his voice in my ear.

Nicholas.

Nicholas POV

I cannot believe my dad sent me on this secret mission to who knows where and for who knows what. I wasn't really paying much attention; since Sol, Logan, Connor and Quinn were coming too they could hear the details about it. I was thinking about Lucy. It was nearly 16 years ago since she and her family moved away and I hadn't heard from her in 12 of them. I missed her so much I just wanted to hold her in my arms and never let her go, for the fear she'll disappear again. It was only when Sol slapped me did I realise we were there. Wherever it was for this meeting with an ancient vampire family who think there's a vampire newly turning soon and will need our help. Why us? Just because mum's the frikking queen that probably why! And to be honest I don't even remember getting in the car to leave. I'm losing my mind. Especially when I smelt a familiar scent. I stopped walking by my sibling's side and start to sniff. When she realised I wasn't next to her Sol stopped and told the others to stop.

"Nicholas what are you doing?" Connor demanded, he was not in a good mood since dad pulled him away from his computer.

"Can't you smell it?" I asked calmly.

"Smell what Nick?" Sol asked, a worried expression on her face, starting to sniff too. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly, "oh my God," she whispered. She could smell it too.

"Dude come on we're going to be late then dad would never let us hear the end of it," Quinn said as a 'fit' girl walked by and his eyes followed her and he started drooling slightly. "On second thought let's take a detour to that club over there," he said following the girl into club leaving us standing here. Logan looked annoyed that Quinn always gets the girls but he had Isabeau waiting for him at home. "We are going to be so late," he said before catching the scent that caught my attention in the first place. "Wait a second. That smells like Lucy," Connor looked at him, shocked.

"So I'm not the only one who can smell her then?" I asked and all three of them nodded.

"I didn't want to say anything in case I was imagining it Nick," Connor said. "But if all of us can smell her then maybe she's here," I turned around and followed her scent running as fast as I could, with my siblings following very close behind me, and stopped in front of a nice little house not far from the ashram, which is where I realised we were standing in front of. All the lights were turned on but there was no-one downstairs. I knocked on the front door and two minutes later Mrs Hamilton opened it, and Lucy's scent whooshed out. She was here.

"Nicholas," Mrs Hamilton breathed. I ignored her and ran straight in, up the stairs and into what I was guessing to be Lucy's room as she was lying in bed struggling to keep her eyes open. I heard Sol talking to Mrs H and apologizing for my behaviour but I didn't care. Lucy was here lying in my arms, I'd wrapped them around her, and trying to look up at me. She looked like she was in pain and her breathing was shallow. She whispered my name. I whispered hers and kissed her cheek.

"What are you doing here?" her voice was barely audible.

"Dad sent Quinn, Connor, Logan, Sol and I on a mission to visit another ancient vampire family. Apparently there's a child coming up to the change and doesn't know about it, we have to meet with this family then find that child and help them," she laughed quietly. At that moment my brothers and sister came into the room with Mrs Hamilton behind them. She came and sat by Lucy's side again.

"Nicholas?" I turned to see Solange looking at something on the desk. A picture of a young girl who looks a lot like Lucy, but I knew it wasn't. Her eyes were blue, Lucy's are green. But what I really noticed was that her necklace was Lucy's, one that I gave her for her 16th birthday and she never took it off since. I heard Lucy's whisper again, but this time to her mum.

"Where's Poppy?" Poppy? Who's Poppy?

"She went to Shannon's birthday party with Alex and Pippa, she'll be home soon," I picked up the picture and showed it to Lucy.

"Lucy, who is this girl?" I asked. Oh my God she's lying in bed suffering and I think dying and I feel like I'm interrogating her.

"That's Poppy, Nicholas," she said going even paler.

"Who's Poppy?" she smiled slightly.

"Our daughter," my eyes opened wide at those two simple words. Our daughter. Our daughter. Our daughter? How did that happen? She answered before I could even ask. "The night we did it before I left was when I got pregnant, I couldn't tell you because I was scared. Mainly of your reaction to the news. I've written a letter that I was going to send to you. Telling you I was never going to make it back to Violet Hill, it's in a box under my bed, find it and read it. It explains everything about Poppy and what's happened,"

"Lucy, what's wrong with you?" I asked gently because I know I'm going to lose her.

"I have a brain tumour, Nicholas. And I also have a feeling that the missing child who's turning is Poppy. Promise me you'll look after her Nicholas. Please promise me," how could I not promise her? Poppy's my daughter and she's kind of dying. Of course I was going to help her.

"I promise Lucy. I love you,"

"I love you. And good luck trying to explain everything to her. I never told her about you," her eyelids were closing slowly and she was losing breath quicker. That's when Sol spoke up kneeling next to her best friend.

"Change her Nicholas," she said. I shook my head. Lucy doesn't want that, I know because she told me. "Please Nicholas change her, we can save her but you'd have to change her,"

"Sol, no. We can't just go around changing dying people. Besides she doesn't want that, she told me years ago," Solange started crying, quietly as her best friends, my girlfriends, eyes closed for the final time, and he breathing stopped completely. Mrs Hamilton started crying and ran out of the room. Tears fell off my cheek as I just sat there on my girlfriend's bed holding her hand and staring at her beautiful, peaceful, painless face. I've never seen her so peaceful. Logan came over to comfort Sol and she collapsed in his arms staining his shirt with her tears. Connor went round to the other side of the bed and looked under it to find a cardboard box. He pulled it out and passed the letter out to me and left the box on the floor beside me then led Logan and Sol out of her room and went to check on Mrs Hamilton. I slowly opened the letter she wrote to me and read her normal neat handwriting:

Nicholas,

I've tried to write this to you so many times, and every time I've come close I couldn't finish and I would have to start again. I'm so sorry. I will never return to Violet Hill because I am very ill and soon I will die. I don't know how long I have left but I know it's not long at all. Mum will eventually send you this letter because I have something important to tell you.

We have a daughter. Her name is Poppy and she is nearing her 16th birthday rather quickly and I'm scared about her changing. She's been sleeping later and later into the day just like Sol did so I think it's going to happen. I just wish she knew more about you and what you are as I never had the guts to do so. I was ashamed for leaving you behind without telling you I was pregnant. And I've never sent a letter because I was sure you'd have come to see me telling me that she'd be better off going to live with you which, if I was honest, I know would be the right thing. I'm sure you'll like her though she can be a bit of a handful sometimes but what teenager isn't? You'll know her when you see her, likes to dress like a fantasy vampire and is constantly dying her hair darker. And she has your eyes. That bright beautiful shade of blue I love so much I'm reminded of you every time I look at her.

I've missed you over the years and I'll never forget your face or your love for me. I regret not contacting you and I hope you can forgive me for that. Tell Sol I'm sorry too. It couldn't have been easy for her having to deal with me leaving so soon after the change. I couldn't forget her either. Not when Poppy and her best friend Pippa reminding me so much of me and her at that age. They are like us in so many ways it's actually hard to believe. Give my love to the rest of your family would you? I love so much you Nicholas Drake it hurts.

Goodbye my love

Lucy x

I had to stop the tears from falling again. Pulling myself together I left her side to go and find my daughter when Quinn came through the front door. How did he find us? He answered that question when Logan asked him.

"I followed your scent and caught Lucy's too. Is she here?" he said quickly.

"She's dead Quinn," Connor said gently. "She was very ill and she died only about ten minutes ago." Quinn automatically looked over at me about to say 'sorry' when I held up a hand not wanting to hear it all. My daughter only has a few months until the change and she didn't even know about me. I was stopped however by Lucy's mum as if she was reading my thoughts.

"Nicholas Lucy told you that Poppy doesn't know about you because she never talked about you. Not in a bad way in an 'I'm ashamed way'. What she didn't know was that I told Poppy about you and her when you were younger. The only thing she doesn't know is that you're a vampire. But if you're careful with what you tell her you'll get along just fine. She's at the club down the road. The Campbell. But be careful because she won't like anything unless it goes her way,"

"Thank you Mrs Hamilton. I'll come back and help out with Lucy," she nodded and went back upstairs. I heard sobbing again but I couldn't blame her. She'd just lost her daughter for fuck sake. I picked up a picture of Poppy and another girl that was in the entrance hall and left the house and ran down the road. When I got to the club I overheard someone saying it was a great birthday party 'Shannon' was throwing. I knew I was in the right place since Lucy said that name earlier. My siblings followed me and Quinn said he'd already been here. And he rushed to find us because he saw something here that creeped him out. As soon as I walked in I knew what it was. On the stage at the other side of the room was a young girl about 15/16 who looked a lot like Lucy, but with blue eyes her hair brownish/red wearing a brown ribbon around her neck with the pendant from Lucy's necklace attached to it, and she was standing with a tall blonde boy with brown eyes. Poppy was holding a microphone in one hand and a glass of wine in the other and she was singing 'You Belong With Me' by Taylor Swift rather drunkenly. When the song finished she staggered off the stage while everyone cheered. She looked happy as she started to dance with blondie. I couldn't help but feel protective of her and think that he was just a little too close.

"Nicholas, I know what you're thinking but you can't just go over there," Logan said "We have to be careful because we don't know what she's like," We all sat down at a table in the corner, well all except Quinn he'd gone off to flirt, Connor mumbled something about being late. Personally I didn't care that we came here to meet another family and it changed due to finding Lucy. Sol went and got us some drinks while I kept watching Poppy. She was a beautiful young child and I had a tear in my eye because she reminded me so much of Lucy.

"POPPY HAMILTON!" the boy shouted, "That is completely inappropriate," he laughed and she laughed.

"Nick, will you stop staring, you look like a pervert," Connor said sipping his drink.

"Shut up Connor that's my daughter!" I snapped back.

"But stop staring at her. The boys already noticed,"

"Alright you two stop arguing. You're attracting other people's attention," Sol said quietly and we all shut up. Then the party ended and I saw Poppy trying to stand up without falling over. She walked past us giggling with that boy when she tripped over her own feet fell on me and kicked her foot against the table.

"Whoa!" I said catching her. "Are you OK?"

"Yeah I'm fine thanks. Ow, my toe," she said.

"Come on," I said, gently taking her arm and helping her up. "Let's take you home," I led her out of the club my siblings following me and along the road to the house. She wasn't as drunk as she looked but she wasn't completely sober either. Her friends followed us to her house where Mrs Hamilton was waiting in the lounge, her eyes puffy and red and tear stains on her cheeks from all the crying. Poppy saw her like that and immediately knew something was wrong and ran to kneel next to her.

"Nanny. What's wrong? What's happened?" she asked. Mrs H shook her head letting more tears fall. "Is it mum? Is she OK?" Mrs H grabbed her hands and said "be strong," she looked at her, then at us and ran up the stairs screaming 'mum'. I followed her, trying to catch up but she was fast and beat me there.

Poppy POV

As soon as I saw nanny crying on the sofa I knew something was up. And with mum for that matter and as soon as she said 'be strong' I couldn't help it. I forgot all about the party and the amount of alcohol I'd consumed and just ran up the stairs to mums side. The dude who brought me home followed but I was too fast and got by her side before he was even up the stairs. Her eyes were closed and her skin was cold and she didn't look like she was in pain anymore. There was a cardboard box on the floor and I picked up one of the photos inside. It was one of her, about my age, with her best friend Solange at one of their sleepovers. They both had a knee up to their chest and had their heads tilted slightly to the side with an iPod earpiece in their ears. It was like the one of me and Pippa in the entrance hall. There was another one in there that I picked out and realised it was her again, but with the dude who helped me home who was now standing in the doorway. He hadn't aged a day in 16 years. How is that possible? Unless he was a vampire. Well whatever the reason I couldn't deal with it right now. I just wanted to be left alone with mum but he came and sat down next to me.

"You know what I am Poppy," I didn't know if he meant my father or vampire but I nodded anyway. Nanny told me all about Nicholas Drake being my father and how mum absolutely adored him. Apparently he was actually the reason nanny and grandpa moved mum away from Violet Hill claiming mum wasn't getting enough space and moving away would give her the perfect opportunity to be a normal teenager.

"I know you're my dad. And I know you're a vampire. You can't go 16 years without looking a day older,"

"Your mother didn't mind I was a vampire,"

"I don't care what mum minded or did before I was born. All I know is that I don't need you, never have done so I very much doubt I will do,"

"That's where you're wrong Poppy; you will need my help in three months time,"

"Really? Well in three months I'll come looking for you but now leave me alone!" I practically screamed at him, which was wrong. He hadn't done anything wrong. It's not like mum died because of him. I guess I was just angry and upset at myself for going out tonight instead of being there for her. I ran out of the room and shoved everyone out of my way. I needed to be alone right now so I ran out of the house and along the street. No-one followed me which I was happy about and went to sit in an old abandoned building that hadn't been used in 10 years. I curled up into a ball just like I did a year ago when grandpa died no letting anyone who intruded my privacy see my face. I didn't cry, I haven't cried in years, but I couldn't stand for anyone to see me a wreck like I was last year. It hurt when people were more worried about you than the actual person who suffered, who in this case was mum. It's like no-one cares why you're going through a tough time as long as they give the sympathy to show they cared when actually they couldn't care less thinking about how we're wasting their time and they have better things to do.

I laid there, curled up in my little ball, for so long I must've fallen asleep, because when I opened my eyes I was in my bedroom lying under the lovely warmth of my duvet. When I got up I'd realised they'd taken mum away before I had a chance to say goodbye. Nanny just sat in the middle of her room looking through some old photos of her. When she noticed me she gestured for me to join her and she showed me the photos. It was a timeline, of mum growing up. She was such an adorable baby and a cutie for a toddler. She used to wear glasses as a child and I never even knew, but that's just because she started using contact lenses when I was two. And I realised that except for the glasses and eye colour I looked completely like her. I've never seen so much resemblance since Harry Potter was told he looked exactly like his dad. Except for the eyes. Harry had his mum's eyes and I had my dad's brilliant blue ones.

"Your mother was a right beauty, Poppy," nanny said. "And she bagged herself an amazing boyfriend too. I just wish I never moved her away from Violet Hill,"

"Nanny, if it was a brain tumour she would have got no matter where we were living,"

"How did you know it was a tumour?"

"I overheard you telling someone the other day in the lounge bout how you were worried about it getting worse,"

"Sneaky little girl Poppy Hamilton, that's what you are. Ah, this picture is all of the Drake family with Lucy in the front," in the picture there were about 13 or 14 people and I know that at least 8 of them are siblings. Mum was right at the front next to Solange and Nicholas and was smiling one of her cheeky smiles. She looked so strong there like she would never have gotten ill in the future. But here we are mourning over her death.

"Nanny how did I end up in my bed?" I asked curiously.

"Nicholas found you sleeping in that old abandoned factory and brought you in. He's asleep in the cellar and will be up in an hour or so. Why?"

"Just wondering. I owe him an apology actually. I had a right go at him last night for no reason and now I feel bad. He was only trying to help me nanny,"

"I know he was sweetheart. But I have an important question to ask you. What are you going to do about school?"

"What? Mum's just died and you're asking me about school? How the hell does that work out?"

"Poppy I know you know what I'm talking about. You'll get kicked out as soon as they find out what you're becoming," I sighed. So nanny read all the files from school and knows exactly what I get up to in my free time.

"I don't know Nan, I'll sort something out." At that moment Pippa walked in, a shy smile on her face not sure of how I'd react clearly. I smiled back at her and relief washed over her face to know I wasn't going to kill her.

"Hey," she said.

"Hi babe," I said.

"You OK?" she asked cautiously.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Feel like going out?"

"Um... Now? After everything that's happened?"

"Pip nothing's going to change so we might as well hurry up and get over it. So you're either coming out with me for a jog, or staying here to keep nanny company?"

"Err, I'll stay here and keep your Nan company. You go on ahead," she said so I got up slipped into some jogging bottoms and t-shirt and left the house for a good few mile jog.

You're probably wondering why I'm not staying at home crying my eyes out over the fact that my mum's dead. Personally I find that sitting around crying about stuff like that isn't going to change what's happened or bring them back. Mum's gone and that's never going to change, and I happen to know for a fact she would want us to move on and not be miserable old farts. But the main reason I'm not getting emotional, sitting around looking at memories and being all sentimental is because I know that mum's not really gone. She lives inside everyone who she cared about and everyone who ever cared about her. Her memory will live on forever and she'll always be in our hearts. So by knowing that I can't be a miserable old cow who going to be all like 'oh be nice to me because my mum's dead' kind of girl. But I'm dreading school because all the teachers are going to be like 'we're here for you' and 'are you feeling well enough to train?' and quite frankly I'd just find it annoying and imagine the punch bag as their faces. Yeah sometimes I like to be violent another trait I get off my darling parent.

I'd ended up running instead of jogging this evening but I don't mind and I actually managed five miles before it started getting dark. Vampires would start getting up and im not properly equipped to deal with them at the moment. Are you even more confused? OK let me explain. No-one ever actually told me about vampires. Well none of my family, they kept that a secret. I found out when I was about 8 or 9 years old at Pippa's birthday party and a vampire tried to attack her mum, who happened to be the best agent and Vampire slayer school had ever heard of. Hunter had enrolled Pippa at the school but Thomas didn't quite take a fancy to vampire slaying and went to a private school a few miles away. I, however, did enrol at Pippa's school and have done well there actually, although I never told mum and left nanny to sort out the paperwork. I couldn't have mum knowing I was working with the Helios-Ra alongside Hunter Wild and Pippa Wild could I?

And that's where my dilemmas started.

OK it's a long chapter but and a lot has happened. As you may have probably guessed Poppy can be forgetful which is why she's always going 'let me explain'. LOL, but if that's too confusing let me know and I'll try o make it simpler to understand.

Just a quick note here there is no offense intended towards anyone in any of the characters situation.

Finally in this story Hunter and Quinn have not met and therefore are not together. But that might change, it won't affect the story much if they do or don't get together, and I'll leave it up to you as to whether or not they do. Let me know by pushing the little button below that has the word 'review' in there somewhere.

Let me know what you think and also any ideas as to what else is in the box for Nicholas is welcome.