Blaine and Kurt were lying on the carpet. They were both exhausted. They've been having sex for the last two hours and they needed some rest. It's been the best welcome party Blaine ever had in his entire life.
"Do you think Santana is going to be okay?" he asked Kurt.
"Yes, she's strong. Plus, is not the first time someone accidentally walks in on us while we're having sex. Do you want another round?"
Blaine still had a bad feeling about Santana, and he knew it wasn't because she had watched him fucking Kurt against the wall. It was something else, but he couldn't tell. However, he couldn't refuse another round, so he jumped on his boyfriend and his worries faded away.
Santana opened her eyes. Again. What had happened? There was a man with voyeuristic intentions, she remembered that. Then she had shot him dead. But he didn't die. The last thing her mind could recall was the guy knocking her out as she screamed at the top of her lungs. Oh, what a night!
She was at the apartment from upstairs. But the man… where was him?
She blinked and suddenly the vampire appeared in front of her.
"You woke up just in time for dinner" he laughed.
"You fucking bastard, untie me now or I'm going all Lima Heights on you!"
"I like them rough" he claimed.
"Are you going to rape me?" she asked. He could see the fear in her eyes.
"Rape you? Oh, no, I'm not going to rape you. I'm just going to kill you" he said and his face changed into a monster. Santana screamed. Maybe someone would hear her and save her.
He smiled, revealing his pointy fangs. Yeah, he was definitely a vampire.
"You look juicy" he added and pressed his mouth against her neck and he bit her. It was painful, but delightful. Like losing your virginity, she thought. Her blood was streaming down her neck while the vampire kept sucking. "A slayer's blood is always satisfying."
A slayer's blood? She didn't understand what the vampire was saying. She was trying to untie her wrists while the bloodsucker kept draining her blood. She was definitely going to punch him on the face if she had the chance.
Then, the door was torn down and Willow entered. She was wearing the same gloves and black coat, but this time she was holding a crossbow.
"Leave her alone" she said and shot the vampire with a wooden stake and he disappeared into dust. "Cool! I thought I'd never had the chance to use it" she added with excitement.
"I don't understand what's going on… but am I going to become a vampire or something?" Santana asked, after Willow untied her.
"No, you would only become one if he drains all your blood and you have a blood exchange. I think he was only planning to kill you."
Santana raised an eyebrow.
"How do you know all these things?"
"Okay, so I think I need to introduce myself again. Hi, my name is Willow Rosenberg. I am a Wiccan. My best friend is a vampire slayer. I tried to destroy the world once. Oh, and in case you were wondering… I am also a lesbian."