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By the time I made it back to the rail cars, my legs were aching and I was freezing. I almost couldn't breathe and when I stepped into my used to be mini-mansion, my heart almost stopped.

Jagger and Alexander were gone.

"No!" I cried. "Fuck!"

I sank to the wet earth below me, tears streaming like dripping blood. I was shaking so hard and my breath was coming in short, painful pants. I hugged my knees to my chest and buried my head in my lap.

I guess I couldn't just sit here. I stood up and headed for the mansion, hoping Becky wasn't loosing too much blood. Then my phone rang. I yanked open my purse and dug around until I silenced the obnoxious ringing by answering it.

"Hello?" I shouted into the receiver.

"Raven." It was Alexander. "I need you."

"Where are you?" I screamed, but the line was breaking on the other end.

"Cemetery. Come quick." Was all he said and the line went dead on the other end.

I sighed and snapped my phone shut, and took off toward the cemetery.

* * *

I scaled the gate of Dullsville Cemetery, where Alexander and I had shared countless amounts of blissful moments amongst the tombstones. I took a deep breath and ran over to his Grandmother's monument.

I cupped my hands around my mouth to yell. "Alexander!"

Behind the monument was Jagger, holding a wooden stake over Alexander's chest.

"Jagger…" I gasped. I couldn't believe it. Jagger had resorted to this?

"Please…please don't." I begged in a strained whisper. "Please!"

I looked down at Alexander, who was covered in blood. His arm was practically in ruins. He gazed up at me weakly through his midnight chocolate eyes.

A tear trickled down my cheek and I turned toward Jagger, pulling the gun out and pointing it directly at his face. "I'll shoot."

"I'd like to see you try." He snarled through pearly white fangs.

He then released his hold on Alexander and grabbed my wrist, sending the gun plummeting down the hill.

"No!"

"Yes…" Jagger threw his head back and let out a menacing laugh. He winked his blue eye at me then leaned into my neck…

"Ahh!" He screamed, and I realized I was no longer under his grasp. He was rolling down the hill straight for my gun, which he pocketed. I turned to Alexander, standing up and stumbling in my direction.

I turned to face him, and Jagger ran off.

"We need to get you back to the mansion." I whispered to him. "What happened?"

"I'll…explain later. Right now, Becky needs our help."

* * *

When we arrived at the mansion, I led Alexander to the room where Becky lay. And Jagger was there, leaning over her sleeping body.

"Get away from her." I snarled. "Now."

He pulled out my father's gun and raised his eyebrows, showing it off. "Who's the one with the gun?"

Alexander dropped to the ground, probably because he was so weak. "Alexander!" I screamed, going to help him. Jagger directed the gun at us.

I raised my hands in surrender. "No…please." Then he approached me and leaned in to kiss my neck.

"We may not be on sacred ground…" He laughed a humorless laugh. "But thisss…" He hissed. "This will destroy your beloved."

"Over my dead body." I managed to gasp out.

Jagger directed the gun upwards, and shot at the ceiling. A loud, thundering roar erupted across the mansion, ceiling cracking, plaster falling everywhere. An oversized chunk fell right on Jagger's head. I yanked the gun out of his hand and he stood up.

"Bring it on." I said. I ran toward the TV and turned my back, pointing the gun at him, finger resting on the trigger. "No mercy, Jagger. You've gone too far."

Even though this was for the safety of Alexander, Becky, Jameson, including myself, I was terrified of shooting somebody. I closed my eyes and pulled the trigger, dropping the gun to cover my ears. It fell to the floor with a loud clank.

When I opened my eyes, Jagger was gone.

When I opened my eyes, Alexander was on the floor where I left him, back facing me.

When I opened my eyes, dripping red Becky blood was coming out of her chest.

No.

Okay, I am sorry it's short and extremely crappy, but I couldn't stand to keep you guys waiting any longer. I had to update, and I am under major stress right now, so I'm sorry! But I will make it up to you, the next chapter will be better, and who wants another Vampire Kisses story? Please vote in your review. Your choices are the same as last time.

Luna's Fling (One-shot.)

Vampire Kisses Titanic Style (Full story.)

Your choice. Please review, and I'll promise to update in the next week or two!