Dante pulled back shocked, fangs bared as Tim sagged pale and unconscious in his arms. That wasn't supposed to happen! He had taken far more of Tim's blood than he planned, but he had taken far less than he wanted.

The need to latch on again to Tim's neck was strong but Dante after a violent struggle with his demon self managed to subdue it.

Barely.

It raged in its caged captivity for the life of the Boy in his arms. Tim's blood called to him, more than that it sang to him in a language so ancient it spoke of a time before rocks were bound helpless to the earth. Dante cursed and raged against his own nature as passion again flared white hot behind his eyes. No! He hadn't felt such blood lust since he was a newly made vampire. The older and stronger in his magic he became the less he lusted uncontrollably for blood.

Normally.

But this wasn't normal. He had never taken a companion before but from all he knew while he should have experienced a connection between him and his Chosen One, it shouldn't have been the heavens dividing wrench it had been.

He shuddered with the power of the emotions running through him from Tim's rich blood. He needed to think. Something unexpected had happened and he didn't know what it was. He almost felt weak as if it had been Tim who take taken and drained him instead of the other way around.

He briefly touched his mind to Tim's and felt his consciousness twitch beneath his touch. Although he was weak and helpless in Dante's strong arms, with some rest Timothy would recover.

He pulled Tim's limp unresponsive body into his arms in a gentle caress and lying down onto the marble topped roof of the crypt, pulled his large wings protectively around them both. They would be invisible to any outsiders and there were many hours of dark night to come. For now they were both safe. For now they both needed to rest.

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Abby bolted out of her bed and scrambled for her phone. She didn't know what it was but something dreadfully wrong had just happened.

She had no comparison for what she had just felt. It wasn't a nightmare but it almost wasn't of this world either. It was as if demons and angels fought against each other and yet lay down together as friends?

McGee was alive. That much she knew. There was no cold vast emptiness in the spot where he resided in her mind but the flame of his consciousness had died to a low ember instead of its usual bright flicker. The desire to speak to him and hear his gentle voice nearly overwhelmed her and with trembling fingers she dialed his number.

"Pick up McGee! Pick up pick up pick UP!"

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Dante opened his eyes and studied the man in his arms. His long fair lashes curled against his soft cheek while he still slumbered clutched in Dante's arms. He was so warm compared to his own cool touch, his body rich with the flush of blood as he restlessly dreamed of fallen angels. The Boys vulnerability and trust in a vampiric demon to keep him safe touched Dante in a spot he had forgotten existed. He swept Tim's silky hair off his forehead and smiled as he felt Tim stir and then re settle into sleep …………in his mind.

Dante closed his eyes and studied the sensation.

Timothy.

He was surprised at the brief flash of fear he felt at how strongly they were already connected. And then it was gone. Wasn't this what he had been after? A companion to share his long sleeping daytimes and bright eternal shining nights?

They both needed more rest but it was getting dangerous to remain here. Tim certainly wasn't in any condition to drive and Dante was loathe to simply abandon him to the approaching daylight. Timothy seemed exhausted, far beyond what he should be hours after the loss of a relatively small amount of blood.

Decision made Dante swept Timothy up into his arms and flew to where they would both be safe.

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"I'm telling you Tony something is wrong. I can just feel it. McGee isn't answering his phone, he's not at his apartment and his cars missing!"

"Abby…Look it's Saturday. It's been a long week. Maybe he went out last night to blow off some steam, had a few too many drinks and stayed wherever he was. He's probably at some snow elf, chess champion, comic book convention thingy."

Abby frowned. How could she tell Tony that it was more about what she had felt then anything else?

Abby sighed "Ok ….I'm sure your right just…..if you hear from him AT ALL then get him to call me. I'm worried about him"

Tony's voice was soft "Ok Abby I will. Hey don't worry he will be fine."

"Bye Tony…and Thanks"

"See you at work Monday Abb's. I will make sure I give him a punch in the arm for making you worry when I see him"

Abby hung up the phone and chewed on her lip. She hadn't ever really acknowledged her abilities to anyone. Even to herself. She felt things through her dreams. Sometimes she even saw things through her dreams. But everyone could do that right?

Abby lay down in her coffin relaxed closed her eyes and tried to search for her friend.

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Tim felt an overwhelming sense of disorientation. He felt different somehow. He remembered being at work…and then… he wasn't sure. He was in a small enclosed space and he was lying on something.

Tim cracked open an eye and registered his surroundings.

He was buried alive! Tim started screaming in his panic, clawing at the heavily lined lid of the large coffin he was in. He was hyperventilating as he sucked in huge gasps of air, his heart hammering like a drum beat, fast and furious. He turned frantically in the dark trying to find a way out and there was a body! It was pale and cold. A dead body!

Tim's heart rate soared in his panic as the adrenaline surged through his body and he wept and screamed his despair as he hammered uselessly in the lid.

"Please! Anyone! Let me out!"

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Abby cried out to her friend as suddenly he was there in her mind.

He was screaming.

(I hope you are still enjoying. Please review and let me know your reading. I know Vampire fics aren't the most popular of styles but still there is some delicious about the dark don't you think? Precious)