Let's find out what really happened the night Gemma disappeared. Will Mick's reunion with Gemma be everything he had hoped for? Let's find out...
Present Day Los Angeles 2008:
My eyes and body are still frozen in place since the moment I saw my sister Gemma whose face I thought I would never see again. A face that I long awaited to see. I had to try and erase her out of my mind after I was turned just so I could live this "life sentence" without the constant reminder of regret, trying to think of all the things I should have done differently. Living eternity and never knowing what happened that night. But as it seems she was given the same fate as I. I think Beth had said my name about 10 times before I finally came too. But still I have not moved an inch. The only thing I was able to get out of my mouth was Gemma's name in a soft whisper. Something inside of me finally clicks and I realize that I have to make sure this is real and not some kind of morbid vampire daydream. So I slowly start walking towards the platform where everyone is either shaking their hands or telling them how sorry they were for their great loss. As I get to the side of the platform and before I can even walk up the steps I hear a familiar voice call my name and as I look up I see Gemma tears rolling down her face. Instead of being frozen in place like I was when I first saw her I run up the steps as fast as I could and wrapped my arms around her so tightly never wanting to let go. All I could say to her over and over again is, " Where have you been all these years"? We both finally let go tears rolling down both our faces in complete uttershock never thinking we would see each other again. Here we stand 70 years later since we last saw each other Gemma still 18 and me 30. Who would have thought that both of us would be turned into vampires and never seeing each other until this very moment. As we stand in complete silence just staring at one another Alexander walks to her and Beth walks up to me, Gemma turns to Alexander and says quietly trying not to cry again, "this is Mick" unable to resist she falls into his arms sobbing. Obviously confused by what's going on Beth says to me, " Did I miss something"? I smile at her and tell her holding back my tears, " This is Gemma my baby sister who went missing when I was 20 years old and thought I would never see again". Beth unable to respond to what I told her suggests that we should all go back to my place where we could catch up more privately. When we arrive to my place we all sit on the couch and before anyone can get to comfortable I ask Gemma the question my parents and I always wanted to know the answer to, " What happened the night she disappeared"? Gemma begins with the arguement that started it all. She tells me something I never expected to hear.
Flashback 1948-? Medfield, California: Gemma's story
James and I got in a huge fight because three months earlier I found out I was pregnant and decided I was excited about the baby and wanted to keep it. His response to me was that the baby was probably not his and that I should do that mistake a favor and abort. Finally realizing that James did not care about me or what happened to me I storm out of his house. As I walk home blood boiling and all I kept contemplating turning around and using that bastard's phone to call my parents or Mick but I was so infuriated I decided I would never again give that man the time of day and I definitely did not want to use his phone. If he would of even let me. Even as mad as I was I knew in the back of my head that I should not have been walking home alone at night by myself. About half way home or more I could tell that someone or something was following me. I started to run towards the house terrified but thinking I could make it but instead three male vampires surrounded me with no way of escaping. Cristoff Jacobson a 110 year old vampire who was probaly turned at the age of 45 or so was the leader of the pack. He thrived off creating havoc and terrifying humans man or woman. Then there was Abel Thornton a 95 year old vampire who was turned at 33. He did whatever Cristoff told him to do. His kiss ass qualities sickened me. Lastly there was Nathaniel Bostick a 60 year old vampire who was turned at 22 years old. He was bullied by Cristoff and Abel for being a "youngling". Which is obviously a newer vampire. He couldn't fight back if he wanted to because they were just so much stronger. I eventually grew to love Nathaniel. Not in the I want to be with you for eternity kind of love but he was my best friend kind of love. He was just as much a prisoner as I was. If not for him no telling where I would be today he is the reason I was able to escape the hell hole. I will always be enternally grateful for his kindness. Cristoff decided instead of killing me right away he would rather keep me around for his pleasure. Which was basically either breakfast, lunch, dinner, or sex. If I had any food to throw up thinking about what the monster put me through I would. I could of probably fought a little harder or even begged him to just kill me. But all I could think about was the baby. I didn't want to risk more harm than I had too. I mean them feeding off me was bad enough. Luckily for me Nathaniel was going to school to be a doctor in his mortal life. So actually I got the best care I could get in the situation that I was in. And even as being as young of a vampire as he was he wanted to feed in a non violent way. He did not want to feed off humans. Cristoff used that against Nathaniel like he was a wimp or something. After about 6 months of being there or so I went into labor and thankfully with the help of Nathaniel I gave birth to a suprisingly healthy baby. I on the other hand not so good. With them constantly feeding off me and my body giving the baby whatever I had left in me I became unconscious from blood loss. What Nathaniel had told me was not long after I gave birth and became unconscious Cristoff entered the room to see what was taking so long with his dinner. I guess he realized that I probably would not make it with all the blood loss and realizing he was not quite done using me as his sex toy or easy meal he decided to turn me into a vampire not to save my life and not to do the right thing but to have even more power over me than he had before. He now was my maker. Cristoff the monster that he was turned a 19 year old new mother into an immortal being. He knew I would live eternally and have to watch my child die. Something no parent should live to see. He eternally cursed me for no apparent reason. I never met Cristoff before that night he took me from my family so why did he feel like had to punish me the way he did. On top of everything Cristoff never let me forget that he quote unquote saved my life and I better do whatever he says or he would kill the baby right in front of me. I became so scared just knowing the type of monster Cristoff was and he could just say he was not pleased with something I did or said and would kill the baby. Or just kill the baby because he wanted to. The thought of him coming anywhere near my child sickened me so I knew just exactly what I had to do.
Nathaniel knew exactly how I felt so he decided that he was gonna help me escape. He got me set up with a cleaner which is a vampire of high authority who who helps other vampires who are held against their will by older, stronger vampires he gives them the true death then cleans up his mess.I always thought to myself why couldn't Nathaniel have a Nathaniel like me. He taught me to feed by not killing people and how to control my urges. He told me that I was a fast learner and he was surprised by how quickly I adapted. The only way Nathaniel could get Cristoff away from me was by luring him with food. A bus full of male prisoners. Nathaniel felt slighty guilty but they were on death row anyways and he knew that was the only bait he could use on Cristoff. Scared and ready to finally escape all I could think about was my immortal life as a new mother. After awhile and nothing seeming like it was going to happen I start to wonder if this might be to big of a risk for my baby. What is this doesn't work and Cristoff wins? My baby and I would be dead quicker than a human heartbeat. Then all of a sudden I hear alot of commotion inside and outside the house. Growling, screaming, glass shattering, tables breaking and then I smell an awful smell that I had never smelt before and realize that is is burning flesh. Then everything stops and it gets quiet. About ten minutes later I hear a loud knock at the door and my first reaction was to run to the corner of the room holding the baby knowing that I was never going to let him go or let anyone take him from me. Anxiously waiting to see who was behind the door hoping, and praying that it wasn't Cristoff or Abel but instead a sweaty,bloody, young, tall, light-haired, very light-eyed vampire walks through the door and introduces himself as Alexander Hutcherson the cleaner. With all this excitement going on the only thing I could bring myself to say was, " I thought you would be older." He then asks me if I wanted to stay here and get to know each other a little better or get the hell out of there. We all know what my answer to that question was. No one knew what happened to Nathaniel but hopefully he is living the life that he wants to live and not the life of someone else. I left there promising myself that I would never look back or let what happened to me effect my now immortal life or my sons. I have eternity to either let it go or move on and make new happy memories with my son. I wanted to enjoy every moment that I had with him and not dwell on the past. Alex helped me cope with that because let me tell you it's a very depressing life knowing that you are definitely going to outlive your child. Living day to day wondering is this going to be the day? Alex became my biggest support system because he actually knew what I eventually would have to go through. He had a 3 year old daughter when he was turned at the age of 23. Sadly she died at the young age of 17 from Spanish Influenza. He was there with her until her last breath. Alex eventually became not only my lover but my best friend. I finally got to experience the love of a real relationship. Never questioning if he cared about me or if he cared if something happened to me or not. I get to experience true love for eternity. Alex also fell in love with my son and ended up adopting him and giving him his last name. He never looked at him as some mistake he looked at him as a blessing. Something I will always appreciate is Alex helping me tell our son that we were vampires and helping him realize that even though he was going to get older that we were going to stay the same forever. How many women get to say that they truly will get to spend eternity with their soulmate?
Present Day 2008: Mick's Apartment
Gemma looks at me with a smile and says, " Mick being turned into a vampire against your will and as new mother might not be the most ideal situation but I wouldn't change a thing." She says, " James did not want the baby and in all honesty probably didn't want me either. I am more alive being with Alex as a vampire than I eever would have been with James as a human." Then she looks at me her beatiful green eyes full of tears and say, " My son had an amazing life." I interrupt cautiously saying, " HAD an amazing life"? She replies, " My son, your nephew Scott died a few weeks ago. He was an amazing man who did amazing things. I will never forget the 70 years I had with him and I will always, always love him." Stunned and teary eyed I ask her, " Scott Hutcherson was my nephew"? I saw him around town every once and awhile and now looking back I remember each time I did happen to see him he always smiled and said hi to me. Gemma tells me with a smirk on her face that Scott must of known who I was. She told me that she had a picture of her and I in her wallet that was taken the day before her disappearance. The only thing she had from her mortal life. She said Scott loved that picture because he got to see his Momma as human. She might look exactly the same but it was her before her innocence was taken away. Everynight before he went to bed they would take that picture out of her wallet and he would ask her one question a night. Either about our folks, me, or her life. He wanted to know about his family that he would never meet. I so wish I would of known what he knew. I wish I knew he was my nephew.
I told Gemma that I felt guilty for not being able to protect her that night but obviously no matter where she is or what situation she is in there is always someone trying to protect her. Nathaniel, Me, Alex, Scott. It may have taken 70 years to reunite but tonight happened for a reason and I am not going to ask anymore questions. I just have to accept that there isn't always the perfect answer or outcome. The questions that were eating me alive are answered. I finally have Gemma back. She might be a vampire but it's better than the alternative.
