ZOMG!! Most of this chapter is gonna be from Stark's POV. Wooo! :D And then... –drum roll- STEVIE RAE!!! Woooo! :O Hopefully this chapter will be longer than the others. :) Hope you enjoy :D

Stark

By the time we got back to the House of Night I had slept off most of the day and the sun was just setting. I stepped out of the jet and felt a not too welcoming surprise facing me.

"What's wrong with Zoey?!" … it was Erik. What made him think that he could wait for Zoey here? The only thing keeping me from shooting an arrow right through his pea sized brain was Stevie Rae's accented voice.

"Zoey!" she gasped, running up to me.

"Fuck off Erik," I heard Aphrodite say as she stepped off the jet with Darius. Aphrodite started an argument with Erik as the rest of the crew got off the jet.

"Hey Stevie Rae, can you go get me a blood bag or two while I take Zoey up to your room?" I whispered to Stevie Rae.

"Oh! Yeah, of course!" Stevie Rae replied before heading off to get me a drink. I had forgotten how much I really needed blood until the weakness started to take a strain on my body. Zoey was getting heavier and heavier by the minute; I could barely carry her to her room. I gently laid her down on the bed and covered her up with a blanket. I turned around as I heard the door open and sighed in relief as Stevie Rae came in with some blood bags.

"Thanks," I mumbled before chugging them.

"I brought us some sandwiches and stuff too… I wasn't sure if Zoey could eat," Stevie Rae said, handing me two turkey sandwiches.

"Brown pop?" I asked, grinning.

"Of course, it's Zoey we're taking care of right? She would be mad if we made her drink anything else!" Stevie Rae replied, giggling a little bit. "So what happened?" she asked quietly while I tried to feed Zoey a sandwich.

"Heath overheard Kalona and Neferet talking, and before he could get Zoey Kalona grabbed him. Zoey could feel it through her imprint and started to run to save him, and I could feel Zoey's feelings through my Warrior Oath. Then Kalona snapped Heath's neck and Zoey's soul just… shattered," I explained. I didn't even have enough tears to cry as I told Stevie Rae what happened, but she did. Stevie Rae just burst right into tears as soon as I told her Heath died, and she ran over to hug me.

"It has to be so hard for you Stark!" she whispered, wiping her tears away.

"Yeah, well it is. But I'm sick of people sympathizing for me. Zoey is strong and Nyx knows what she's doing, so Zoey is going to be strong and come back to us." I said, getting kind of angry. I really was sick of people being sorry for me, I'm a strong person and I will make it through this.

"I understand. Look, I gotta head to class and stuff okay? If you leave Zoey here make sure you lock the door behind you. I don't want anyone stealing her or something weird like that."

"Yeah, yeah. Of course!" I exclaimed, surprised that Stevie Rae would think that I was going to be reckless with Zoey.

"Alrighties see ya later Stark," Stevie Rae called out while she walked out the door. I looked down at Zoey and brushed the hair out of her face. Looking around I saw a few books, maybe I could read them to her? I picked them up and looked at the titles. Odd, there were none. So I opened one of them and wished I wouldn't have. They were all Stevie Rae's diaries… I shouldn't be reading this! I tore my eyes off the pages and threw them back on the floor. How was I supposed to occupy my time? Knock knock, well that's convenient. I got up to open the door and was shocked to see Erik's face.

"Look, I know you're really pissed at me, but can you tell me what's wrong with Zoey? Is she gonna be okay?" he asked, looking behind me towards her. I pushed him out of the room and shut the door behind me.

"Obviously Aphrodite's little chat with you wasn't enough. I'm not the only one pissed at you, every single one of Zoey's friends are. You are man whore and shouldn't even be here anymore. You're lucky I don't have my bow right now or I'd stick an arrow right through your disgusting heart. You don't treat anyone like you treated Zoey. You're a conniving bastard and need to get out of her life. You ruined your relationship with her, Erik. So suck it up and deal with the consequences. Come back and I will kill you without a second thought," I shouted in his face. I wasn't dealing with this guy anymore. No one gets to treat Zoey like that; she didn't deserve any of it.

"Do you know who you're talking to?! I could strangle you right now! Let me go see my girlfriend!" Erik shouted back.

"She's not your girlfriend anymore, remember? Go cry to Venus, you seem to like her quite a bit. Maybe for just this moment you could stop being a complete ass hole and let Zoey go, it would be the best for both of you," I answered.

"Really? Best for the both of us? Are you sure it wouldn't be the best for you?"

"Are you really going to do this Erik? Whether you like it or not, Zoey has let go. And you need to too," I replied, going back in the room and slamming the door in his face. I went next to Zoey and stroked her face. "I'm sorry," I whispered, lying down next to her. What? I lifted up the blanket and sure enough there was a warm yellow circle surrounding Zoey's bottom half. Ugh, she had peed. I lifted her up and set her down in the bath, and went back to clean the sheets. Poop too?!! What kind of joke was this? I wasn't here to clean up Zoey's crap… literally!

I sighed and took the sheets off the bed and put them in a black garbage bag, then placing the garbage bag by the door. I went back to the tub and turned on the water, filling it up. Then I slipped off my clothes and got in the tub with Zoey. I hope she doesn't mind, it's not like I could do anything else… I don't want her to drown. I found a loofah and soap and started washing Zoey up, trying to avert my eyes once I got to her… feminine areas. I was unsuccessful; blindly scrubbing someone's body wasn't the easiest thing to do. After I cleaned myself as well I drained the water and wrapped a towel around Zoey, carrying her to Stevie Rae's bed. I quickly dressed Zoey, trying not to linger on her scar. I ran my finger down it and her body shivered, whether from pleasure or the cold I couldn't tell. I finished dressing us and went to wash the sheets.

By the time I returned to the room it was almost sunrise, and Stevie Rae still wasn't back. I quickly made Zoey's bed and laid her under the covers. I leaned over and turned the lamp off. I don't remember when I finally dozed off, but I do know that Stevie Rae had still not returned.

Stevie Rae

As soon as I got out of my last class I ran off to the depot, hoping I would get there before the sun did. I really hope Zoey gets back to her body soon, I hate keeping this whole thing a secret. I don't know what to do with Rephaim (A/N: Is that his name? I can't remember)… our imprint has gotten stronger. I can even read his thoughts now, and vice versa. It isn't the most comforting thing ever… and he hasn't let me drink from him again. His blood was just so… rich. I can't explain it right, but I've been craving more ever since that first time.

I haven't really been able to visit him, I have to avoid suspicion. Though, I have heard his thoughts and they don't sound too good. He really wants to warn Kalona about Neferet, but I'm not too sure about him leaving. And he has no clue about our imprint, poor Rephaim. So confused!

I finally arrived at the place Rephaim was staying, hopefully he wouldn't be angry or anything.

"Stevie Rae?" He asked. He actually sounded pretty good!

"Yep, how ya doin?" I asked, walking over to him. He was lying in a cot he must've found with a bottle of water next to him.

"I need to go back to my father. He is in great danger. This Neferet is much stronger than she may seem, and I fear she will manipulate him," Rephaim replied, worry filling his voice.

"Listen, your father is in Italy but I don't know how you're going to get there. You said you can't fly anymore…" I replied, looking at his arm. It was pretty much healed and he was moving it around and such.

"I do not need to be reminded of my losssssss," Rephaim snapped. Hmm, must be a soft spot. I'll keep that in mind.

"Sorry, but I need to explain something to you. We're imprinted; do you know what that means?" I explain.

"I have a vague definition of it. It wouldn't hurt if you could explain it a little bit better?" he replied.

"It's when a vampyre feeds off a human or creature and forms a connection with them. In our case I think it's a…. physical relationship as well as mental. Have you been hearing my voice inside your head lately?" I try to explain. Rephaim nodded and looked at me curiously. "Those are my thoughts, and I can hear yours as well. With the imprint only your blood greatly appeals to me now. We can break it but it is very painful, trust me."

"I don't think that is necessary, I'm fine with this imprint thing. It givesss me a better look at you," Rephaim said. I shuddered at the thought of him being able to read everything I'm thinking.

"I have a question… did it feel… good when I drank your blood?" I asked timidly.

"It did not feel bad, kind of nice. A warm fuzzy feeling inside, something I've never felt before," Rephaim answered, obviously not bothered by the question. Hopefully my next one wouldn't bother him either.

"Can I try again?" I asked, looking into his strangely human eyes.

"Of coursssse," he said, holding his arm out for me. I was surprised by how okay he was with this whole thing. I slowly took his arm and sliced it with my nail. I could hear him gasp in pain, and I started to worry. But as soon as the taste of his blood hit my tongue my senses went crazy. I gripped his arm tighter and closed my mouth around the cut. I almost jumped out of my skin as I heard a strange gurgling sound come from Rephaim. I pulled away, and looked into his eyes. The thing that surprised me most was when he gently pulled my head back down to his arm. I drank just a pint more and pulled back, savoring the taste.

"Was that okay?" I asked, wiping my mouth on my sleeve.

"Oh yesssss," Rephaim answered, his eyes still closed. I licked his cut and it slowly stopped bleeding and closed. "Come back tomorrow," Rephaim begged, finally opening his eyes.

"I will try," I answered, heading back for the door.

"Goodbye Stevie Rae," I heard from behind me.

"Goodbye Rephaim," I answered. I looked up at the sky, and I could see an orange tint on the horizon. I quickly ran back to the House of Night, hoping the sun wouldn't burn me again… that was not an experience I wanted to endure again.

I quietly opened up the door to my room and slipped into bed, closing the blinds before I did. Soon enough I was engulfed in a peaceful sleep. (A/N: Okay, sorry Stevie Rae's part wasn't that long… best I could do for now)