I broke my writers block! I'm in the progress of writing a few one-shots. I"M ON FIRE!!! Again, I thank GSRgirlforever for betaing me (if thats even a word)

Despite the nausea and dizziness, Sara had to admit that she was impressed. A 31 hour road trip in 3 hours with her riding on his back and her small bag and Grissom didn't even break a sweat. Not bad for a guy of his age.

They avoided main roads where possible, trying to avoid freaking anyone out, though she suspected that a few bored kids had seen them at one point, trying as hard as possible to convince their parents of what they saw. She only wished she could have been in the car to witness the conversation.

Grissom came to a slow stop in front of what looked like an isolated graveyard. Taking less time before to stop the world from spinning, Sara noticed the hard, almost solemn look on his face. Without a word, he gently took her hand, leading her through the many rows of tombstones, stopping at one in particular.

Olivia Marion Grissom

"My mother. It would have killed dad if he wasn't already dead. He took it so hard, blamed himself for getting turned." A dark figure appeared in front of them, Grissom pushing Sara behind him in a flash.

"What do you want Terrance?"

"Dad sent me."

There was more than enough confusion already, but three words were all it took.

"Why?"

"Not here. It's too in the open. I know I haven't given any reasons for you to trust me, but dad is really worried, and I'm worried, especially after last time."

The apartment they entered was almost empty, with the exception of the mattress that Terrance had just dragged inside. The walls were plastered with in dull, grey paint and the carpet smelled musty.

"Excuse the emptiness. Unlike Gil, I don't need to live to...normal standards."

"Don't tell me I'm here so you can harass me about my decorative choices."

"Bugs are normal for you Spiderman, but no. Dad saw something, which is why I tried to find you in Vegas. They're coming, for both of you."

"We've done nothing wrong."

"Sara knows too much, regardless of whether you told her or not."

"So what do we do?"

"Dad's still trying to piece it together, but he knows they've picked up her scent. That's why I kissed her. To try and throw them off a bit." For the first time since meeting them in the graveyard, Terrance turned his attention to Sara. "I'm sorry about that by the way."

"It's alright if you don't do it again. But who are they?"

"They're a more aggressive version of the Volturi." Terrance raised an eyebrow.

"Volturi?"

"Google it. That doesn't explain what we need to do. Everyone is already suspicious at work, we can't both just disappear at the same time."

"You could always lie and said you got married." Terrance spoke up.

"Not the right time Terrance."

"I'm serious Gil. You're practically married anyway."

Grissom grabbed Terrance by the collar of his jacket and dragged him onto the balcony, locking the door so Sara couldn't hear them.

"Terrance, have you lost your mind?"

"Gil, I have reasons for jumping to crazy ideas, so just hear me out first." With no argument, he continued. "One: it might actually be a solution to our problem; two: It may be the only solution; three: you may have a good poker face but I can tell from a mile off that you don't think it's a bad idea. She loves you, vampire or not and I know you love her too." Grissom stopped glaring at his younger brother and leaned heavily over the balcony, staring at the sunrise beginning to peak its way over the horizon.

"We haven't been together that long, and we both know it can't last forever. The only way out is to change her, and I wont do that. I won't take away what makes her what she is. I'm not denying that I love her cause I do, but it's my fault we're even in this mess."

"You're being too hard on yourself."

"You, dad and Sara put too much faith in me. What if I'm not the hero? What if I'm the bad guy?"

"The king of quotes and 'Twilight' is the best you can come up with?"

"It rubs off and it just happens to be what I feel right now."

"Everything you've ever done, and you still doubt yourself? You're a good person Gil. You've saved so many people, spoken for the victims of horrific crimes. You are a hero. You're my hero." Grissom turned to look at Terrance in shock.

"Who picked me up when I fell over? Who refused to give up on me when I was turned? Hell, you could probably out think Einstein himself. You're always there for me, even when I don't want you to be. I love you bro and I hate it when you down yourself. Just think about it."

"You never know" Terrance went on, "she might want to be changed. Ask her."

With a friendly pat on the arm, Terrance left Grissom to ponder all that he had said.