Disclaimer: I don't own Morganville vampires just this crazy wild plot.
A/N: There is swearing in this chapter so forgive me for the language.
Sam Pov (A/N: Surprise, you get a look into Sam's mind.)
I sat down on the couch and looked over at my 'father'. He looked quite scared of me and Elizabeth. Of course we had given him reason to be scared of us. We really were not as bad as we seemed. I hated that I had made my 'father' scared of me.
I glanced over at Elizabeth to see that she was still asleep. I didn't want to wake so I got up off the couch and went to follow Aunt Eve into the kitchen.
"Where are you going?" my 'father' questioned me.
"To the kitchen," I replied, turning around to give my innocent look.
"I'll go with you. I'm hungry, how about you?" he asked.
I nodded my head, not really sure what to say. He was really, really tall compared to me. If I was standing next to my mommy, I would be at her knee. Standing next to dad, I didn't even reach his knee. He was super tall. I hoped that I would get to be that tall one day. I hated being shorter than Elizabeth.
She always had to brag that she was taller than me. But she wasn't smarter than me. In fact, I could already read, I'm not talking about little kids books, but the big books that mommy kept around home. Some of them were pretty boring but I found a few were really interesting.
Mommy usually brought home vampire books for bedtime reading for me and Elizabeth. But usually, I would read them, with mommy during 'Mommy and Sam time'. I don't really know what mommy and Lizzie did during 'Mommy and Elizabeth time'; usually I got to spend the day with Uncle Michael and Aunt Eve or with Oliver, Myrnin, Amelie, and Richard.
Dad and I walked into the kitchen; I went and sat down at the table in my favorite spot. Dad sat in the spot across from me, which was usually Elizabeth's spot.
"Sam-I-Am, what do you feel like eating?" Aunt Eve asked as she looked over at me from the kitchen counter.
"Umm… can I have pancakes with scwambled eggs? Oh, and milk in my sippy cup?" I asked. I loved it when Aunt Eve made me breakfast, she always made it fun. Most of the time she would tell me funny stories about my mommy, when she had lived here with Daddy, Uncle Michael, and Aunt Eve.
"Of course, now Shane why don't you tell Sam-I-Am about the trip to Dallas," Eve suggested.
I looked over at my Daddy to see if he would tell me the story. I hadn't heard this story before, it sounded like it was going to be crazy, which is something that mommy use to do before she stopped having adventures. I wonder if that was what mommy was doing now, having a crazy, wild adventure.
"Please, Daddy, will you tell me? I like stories," I said, I started to bounce up and down in my seat with excitement.
Dad seemed to study me for a minute, before he nodded his head and started to tell me the story about my mom and the crazy adventure on the way to Dallas, that involved Aunt Eve getting kidnapped, Mommy stabbing a vampire with a pencil, Uncle Michael trying to protect Aunt Eve and Mommy, and Mommy shooting Morely with a bow and arrow.
CPov
I tensed and held my breath as the portal finally opened to reveal someone who I never wanted to see again in my life.
I let out a hiss as Monica Morrell, walked out the portal and stood in the doorway crossing her arms and spreading her legs shoulder width with her left hip and leg sticking out more than her right side. I glared at her.
Both Richard and Michael tensed and glared over at the one person who hated me more than anything in the world.
"Well, if it isn't the little vampire. Sleeping with my brother and Michael at the same time, in the freak's lab. How naughty, Claire," Monica sneered at me.
I glared at her and ran at vampire speed towards her. I grabbed her by her throat and held her against the wall. I felt my eyes changing, meaning that I was hungry. I opened my mouth to let my fangs slide out and snarled at the bitch.
"I would be careful with what you say around a vampire, Monica. Especially, a vampire who hasn't fed recently," I said, moving my face closer to her throat. I would never really drink from her; I just wanted to freak her out.
She didn't say anything instead she let out a whimper at the thought of dying. I smirked before letting her go. "At least I'm not a slut who sleeps around with guys who have girlfriends in said girlfriends' bed, you bi— "
"Now Claire, is that really the type of language you use around your little brats?" Monica asked her voice raspy.
"Shut up, Monica, before you get yourself into trouble. I won't help you out if you make Claire mad enough to hurt you," Richard said more like growled at his sister.
"I'll help her rip you to pieces Monica. So leave her alone. You caused more than enough trouble for Claire, Eve, and I. I wouldn't miss you if you died so shut up and leave her alone," Michael spat at the hateful bitch.
"Why should I? She started this entire mess!"
I rolled my eyes at the fact that she was holding a grudge against me. I'm twenty two and she's been holding a grudge since I was sixteen.
"Monica, that was six years ago! Get over it! How did you open the portal?" Richard questioned his sister. For the fact that they are siblings, they don't act or even look like siblings. Honestly, Sam and Elizabeth are more like siblings than Monica and Richard.
"I didn't."
"Don't give me that, Monica. How did you open the portal? There are only a limited number of people who have access to them," I said, my patience wearing thinner than a spider's silk.
"I'm telling you, that I didn't open the darn thing. Oliver opened it," Monica said with a sneer.
I glanced at Richard and Michael, all three of us wondering the same thing. HowwasOliverabletoopenportals?
Michael was the one to vocalize our questioning thought.
"The same way all of you open the portals. I don't know, I'm not the resident genius of Morganville," Monica replied looking pointedly at me.
"Yeah, well I'm not the residential home wrecking whore, right Monica?" I replied with a smirk.
"You Bitc—"
"Enough Monica, I don't really want to deal with you and all of your problems. So I'm only going to say this once. I want you to leave the lab and go back to Mom's and stay there until I come to get you," Richard said.
"Whatever," Monica said before walking up the stairs and giving us all her signature hair flip.
We all followed her movements with her eyes. As soon as she was out of the lab, I looked over towards Michael and Richard. "What are we going to do?" I asked.
For once, none of us had an answer.
A/N: Okay, we have reached the end of another chapter. I swear this is the longest one that I've written. I'm starting my senior year in school right now so I won't be able to update as often as I like but I will try to update once a month maybe twice if I have time.
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