The next few weeks I stayed away from Logan. What had he been thinking? That I would suddenly fall for him, after almost four months of keeping him here? And why would he try to seduce me? He was a fucking human! If I wanted to fuck anyone I would go out and find a nice vampire to do so. Like I needed a human for anything other than food.

No, I made sure to stop any close contact that might have given him the idea I liked him. Even if I did like him a little bit, I had to admit that much. Logan just couldn't know. He had to die, like all the other hundreds of victims I had over the years. I remembered every single one of them, how I seduced and killed them. And Logan was special, that was true, but eventually he wasn't that much more important than the others had been. He just tasted really good.

Who was I kidding? I liked the kid, I liked him a lot. He had qualities a vampire would never have. Logan was soft and kind, not coldhearted and ready to kill like other vampires were. He couldn't hurt a fly even if I he wanted to and what he did the other day was to safe his life, Logan wasn't someone who threw himself at someone if he wasn't absolutely forced to.

But I didn't know if he was worth the trouble yet. The story of Carlos' father had constantly on my mind since I told Logan about. If I liked Logan enough to keep him alive, what would happen then? Was a relationship with a human worth risking my life for? Was Logan that human who would make me risk it all?

I avoided Logan like the plague during the day, but some nights I left my room to crawl in behind him and drank a few sips of his blood. Logan never noticed, probably got so used to the lack of blood in his system he didn't even notice the pint I took during the night. Logan even cuddled in to me when he felt me behind him.

But lately he wasn't doing so well and I knew it was my fault. He barely ate or drank anything and his skin was whiter than I'd ever seen it. Maybe I should take him out so he could see the sun once in a while. He lost weight too quickly. I was pretty sure he was trying to die before I killed him, or maybe he was scared to take any of the food I made James and Carlos bring him.

I knew I had to go talk to him soon, tell him what I was feeling and ask what he wanted, though it was pretty clear what he wanted; me. I should feel flattered, but I wasn't because it was dangerous for him to like me. If he would die, it was with my hands, not because of his own, and definitely not because of the head vampires. They would give him the most cruel death.

Though I had other things to worry about first. Mom was coming today, Katie too, and I had to find a way to keep Logan secret from them, because mom would kill me if she found out I was keeping one of my 'victims' as a 'pet.' As a witch she should be up day and night to protect humans from dangerous vampires, but instead she realized this was the way we lived and we only took certain humans, not all of them. She was nice. And she was family from my mother's side. Her brother's bloodline continued and at some point one of the men married a witch, since then only daughter's had been born, though not all of them got the magical gene. I had no idea how it worked exactly, though mom would probably be able to explain it if I asked her.

Or maybe I could introduce Logan to mom and make sure she liked him so she wouldn't be mad at me. And Logan had always wanted to meet a witch. God, this was the way to make it up to him.

I went to the kitchen and found some soup, which I put in the microwave for Logan. Impatiently I waited until it was warm enough, then I slowly went to his room. I hoped he wouldn't be too mad at me.

What I didn't expect to see, was a smile and shining eyes as soon as I opened the door. "Kendall," He whispered happily and closed the book he'd been reading.

"Hey," I said carefully. "Want some soup?"

He nodded eagerly and with a lot of difficulty he managed to sit up, his face had the same shade as the sheets now. I put the soup down and put some pillows behind his back, before I sat next to him on the bed and started feeding him the soup. Nothing was said while he ate and I tried to avoid his eyes as much as I could, which wasn't easy since he was constantly looking at me.

"Logan, do you remember the witch I told you about?" I asked when he was almost finished with the soup.

"Yes, the one with a daughter named Katie."

"Exactly. They're both coming over today, do you want to meet them?"

"Yes," He whispered eagerly.

"Alright, then we got to fix you up a bit. Want to take a shower? Or maybe a bath since you can't stand for long?"

"A bath," He agreed in his whispering voice. "With bubbles."

I chuckled. "Wow, getting bold there? I think I have some bubbles for you, Logie."

The smile I got then was brighter than I had ever seen with Logan. That was when I knew it was over. How was it was possible he was so happy with bubbles? They were fucking bubbles!

I helped Logan stand and brought him to the bathroom, my arm around his waist to help him with walking. I sat him down on the closed toilet lit and turned on the water of the tub, adding a large amount of bubbles for Logan. My breath hitched in my throat when I turned around, where Logan had already started to undress himself. "You have to help me," He whispered when he threw his shirt on the ground.

How could someone that looked like a fucking skeleton look so damn beautiful? I could count all his ribs and his hips were way too prominent, but his skin was fair and shining and looked oh so soft. No vampire had a skin like that, nothing was soft about a vampire.

I pulled him back on his legs and let him rest against my chest, while I was busy stopping my hands from touching Logan. I closed my eyes, quickly gripped his sweat pants and boxers and pushed them both down his legs. When I dared to open my eyes again Logan was still leaning against my chest, his eyes were closed and he looked peaceful. I couldn't push him away now, not when he looked like this. "You have a heartbeat," He whispered quietly.

"Y-yeah," I stuttered. "I have a heart too, you know."

He nodded. I expected some smart question, but that never came. Logan stayed quiet and continued to rest his head on my chest. He smelled so good...

Gently I put one of my arms around his waist and tangled the fingers of my other hand in his hair. And Logan closed his eyes and sighed so happily, how could I resist that? Why didn't I give in to this a month ago? I could've held him and kissed him softly and seen his happy smile so much already, but instead I decided to be a jerk and-

No. This was not good. If I allowed something to happen between me and Logan -something more than the platonic kisses I'd already given him- we would both be in danger. I would be killed because I betrayed the vampires and Logan because he was a human and had the scent; no vampire would resist that.

I let go of Logan and stepped away from him. "Go take your bath," I said coldly. "I'll be back to help you later."

Logan's expression was one of hopelessness and doom, but I forced myself to leave before I could react to it in some way. He had thought I wouldn't kill him, with these actions I made him think I felt something for him and I would spare his life. Which was what I'd wanted, before I realized again how stupid it was. Logan would die and I would die, it wasn't worth it.

Logan looked better when I went to get him out of the bath 40 minutes later. His skin looked pink because of the hot water he'd been lying in and his cheeks and a nice red color, both of the warmth and the soup he'd eaten. But though he physically looked better than I'd ever seen him, his eyes were dead. From the earlier spark of happiness was nothing left.

He didn't react when I carefully rubbed him dry and helped him to get in some of Carlos' clothes -the only clothes that weren't too big on him. I gave him his toothbrush and watched how he brushed his teeth, but he didn't look like he cared about it a lot. When he was done I carried him back to his room, gave him a new old book to read and left the room without another word.

I pretend not to hear his whispered, "Kendall..."

"Kendall! James! Carlos! Katie was rude enough to break into your home, but we're here now!" Jennifer Knight yelled from the hall.

I grinned happily and turned just in time to see twelve year old Katie tiptoeing towards me. She jumped at me, over the back rest of the couch and on my neck. "Gotya! I'm gonna be the best vampire slayer ever!"

"You already fail miserably, Katherine. I still live, don't I?"

"Don't call me that!"

"I call you what I want to call you, Katherine. Now lay still so I can bite you," I growled and pulled the squirming girl closer to me.

But then I suddenly felt something hard against my head and I remembered why it was not a good idea to fight with Katie. "You little witch!"

I let go of her and she grinned at my triumphantly. "It's you're own fault," She said evilly and with a wave of her hand the shoe slammed against my head again. Katie mastered telekinesis.

Witches often had a certain pattern in their bloodline, with active and passive powers that could be used to kill vampires. In the Knight-line, active and passive each skipped one generation. Katie had the active, while her mother used potions, rituals and spells to get what she wanted. And she was an amazing cook.

"Hi, Kendall," Mama Knight said and brushed her hand over my shoulder when she passed me on her way to the kitchen, she spread the most delicious scent that had nothing to do with her blood.

"You brought Snicker Doodles!"

Not a moment after I said it James and Carlos rushed in the room and attacked mom, begging her for the delicious treat she brought, but she waved them off and brought her basket to the kitchen. When she came, she always brought Snicker Doodles and a basket filled with fresh ingredients for the amazing meal she would make us later.

"Wow, what is your kitchen stocked, guys! I've never seen this much groceries in these cabinet before."

"Yeah, it's for Logan," Carlos replied mindlessly. "Can we have Snicker Doodles now? It's been so long since I had one!"

"It's been a while, yes," Jennifer said thoughtfully. "Who did you say the food was for?"

Carlos eyes widened when he realized what he said. He glanced at me and then said, "Uhm... No one."

"Carlos Garcia, are you lying to me?"

"It's all Kendall's idea! I have nothing to do with it!" Carlos shrieked. "Please, don't hurt me!"

"Kendall, is there a human here?" Mom asked in a soft, dangerous voice.

Awkwardly I looked away from her and rubbed the back of my neck. "Ehh.."

"Kendall Knight, are you holding a human captive in your home to take advantage of her whenever you please?"

"It's a him, mama Knight, and it's not like that, honestly!"

"Bring. Him. Out. Here. Now."

"Yes, ma'am," I muttered. I went to Logan's room and found him sleeping on the bed, his face peaceful. I hated to disturb him in his sleep, especially after what happened this morning. I didn't want anything to happen again, but on the other hand the temptation was too big.

I crawled onto the bed behind him and pressed my lips to the back of his neck. Logan always started squirming when anything came close to his neck, which was why I liked touching it. Just to see him grow pale and try to get away from me. I had other reasons too, but I didn't tell him those. Nobody could know those reasons. We would die.

I licked a stripe over his neck and immediately felt him stir awake. Smirking, I did it again, then I sucked and nibbled a little on his pulse point, but I stopped quickly and just kissed that spot behind his ear and pulled away. "Mom the witch is here, Logan. Are you coming?"

He nodded eagerly and rolled onto his other side so he could see my face. Logan reached out for my hand, but I got up before he could grab it. I had to resist him, to avoid anymore contact, either physical or emotional. It was for the best. "C'mon, she wants to meet you."

I walked to the door and opened it for him, but when I turned back I saw he was still lying on the bed, his back turned to me. "Logan?"

"I think I'll stay here," He whispered and pulled his legs up to his chest. A moment ago he had been so enthusiast about meeting Mama Knight, but now he was like this again? But this time I realized what the problem was.

Sighing, I walked back to the bed and crouched down in front of him to see his face. "Hey, you know why I'm doing this, don't you?" I said quietly and took his hand.

He nodded and closed his eyes to hide his tears. "But if you're going to kill me, can't you at least be nice to me in the last days before my death?"

Logan was right, of course. But what could I do? If I got any closer to him than I already was, I wouldn't be able to kill him anymore. I would care too much. But as I looked at his sad face, I realized I already cared too much. I couldn't kill him. I was barely able to resist his presence. It had to happen soon, I would ask James or Carlos to do it in his sleep, so he wouldn't feel it. Tonight. He shouldn't suffer for much longer.

I carefully placed my hand on his cheek, watching how his eyes sprang open and looked at me surprised. "You're right," I mumbled. "We'll talk about this later, okay? Let's do something more fun now."

Logan's smile was just as bright as the one I got earlier today.

I helped him get up and wanted to take his hand, but Logan wrapped his arms around my waist and looked up at me happily, before resting his head against my chest.

And I gave in. Again. Logan just wanted someone to show him some affection before his death. For some reason, he liked me and trusted me enough to do that. Me, who sucked all of his blood out of his body weekly, who held him hostage and lied to him about his dead sister. If he only realized how bad I was for him, he wouldn't be like this at all. But he was too young, too naive.

"Kendall! Get out here now!" Mom yelled furiously.

Logan looked up at me shocked. "Don't worry," I told him and kissed his forehead. "She really is nice, but she's a little mad at me right now."

"Why?" He asked the question so innocently; Logan really had no idea.

"Nothing to be afraid of," I lied smoothly. "Ready?"

He nodded and I wrapped my arm around his waist to help him walk. When we got back in the room, mom gasped and Katie raised her eyebrows curiously. James and Carlos were too busy with their Snicker Doodles to react. "So, this is Logan. Logan, meet Jennifer and Katherine."

"If you ever call me Katherine, I will hurt you," Katie said dangerously to Logan.

He laughed nervously, obviously not sure if she meant it or made a joke. "I won't."

"You poor thing," Mom muttered and came up to us. She glared at me furiously and grabbed Logan's arm, pulling him with her. But that didn't work out so well, since Logan was still too weak to walk he fell over because she walked too fast and didn't support him. I quickly kneeled down next to him and picked him up from the floor easily.

"Where to?" I asked Jennifer, refusing to let Logan walk on his own again. Apparently the witch had gotten even angrier when she saw how badly Logan walked and didn't mind I carried him. She nodded to the kitchen and I followed, holding Logan bridal style in my arms.

"Set him on the table and disappear for a while, Kendall," The witch said emotionlessly. "I don't want to see you."

I did as she said and put Logan down on the edge of the table, while mom started taking out all kinds of ingredients I didn't know we had or even existed. "Don't go," Logan whispered fearfully when I was about to leave.

I turned back and saw him reaching out for me, his eyes pleading me to stay with him. I went back to him and allowed him to wrap his arms around my neck. "I thought you wanted to meet witches?" I asked him quietly, rubbing slowly over his back with my hand.

"She's scary," He whispered breathlessly and clamped to me tighter. "Don't go, please..."

I was fully aware mama Knight could hear every word he said, but I pretended not to notice the fact she was handling her cauldron louder than normally. "I won't, Logie." I kissed his forehead again, then pulled away and sat at a chair at the table, holding his hand.

We silently watched how Jennifer started making something, though I had no idea what. Probably something to fix Logan up a bit. Logan was squirming on the table, clearly not happy with his position. After a few minutes of a clear, internal battle, he slid off the table and took the one step to reach me.

He stood in front of me nervously, clearly not brave enough to do what he wanted to do. I reached out and pulled him in my lap, where he wanted to be. Logan leaned against my chest and closed his eyes contently. Loosely I put my arms around his middle, kissing his hair when a sigh escaped his mouth.

Logan was happy.

"What's that smell?" I asked mama Knight, the smoke coming from her mixture was grey and stunk unbelievably.

"I think it smells wonderful," Logan said quietly. I looked at him in disbelieve.

"You're a vampire, Kendall. Anything that will help a human get better smells to you, because you don't want them better, you want them dead. It's also poisonous for you. Logan, you're a human, so you'll like this, it'll make you feel better." Mom's voice sounded a lot warmer when she talked to Logan.

She took her cauldron of the gas and poured a bit in a glass. It looked like snot. "W-what is i-it?" Logan asked shyly when she wanted to give him the cup.

"Tea. It'll make you feel better." Tea that looked like snot couldn't ever be good.

He nodded and cautiously took a sip, then he smiled in relieve and took another one. "Thank you."

"Kendall, can you bring him to the living room, to Katie? We need to have a talk."

"Sure." I brought him back to the living room and put him in a corner of the couch Katie was sitting on and covered him with a blanket. "Be right back, Logie." Then I followed mom out of the room, out of the apartment.

"Kendall! What are you thinking?"

"I wasn't thinking when I decided to keep him, but at the moment it seemed a great idea."

"A great idea!" Jennifer yelled frustrated. "The boy is barely living! He can't even walk anymore! And apparently you haven't been feeding him well either, he's way too skinny! How could you do this? I always thought you weren't as barbaric as other vampires, but I'm beginning to doubt that now!"

"He tasted too good, okay? I took him with me in an impulse, but I couldn't stop drinking his blood anymore and then he suddenly started to like me or something! And I do feed him! He gets three meals a day, but he refuses to eat then for some reason. Though he did eat the soup I gave him today..."

Mama Knight sighed. "Don't you see? He only eats because you gave it to him. In this house full of vampires, you are the only one he trusts, because everyone else is even more scary. Even though you have been sucking his blood on regular basis. And now he likes you a lot, which is also not that strange since you're the only one that is a little bit nice to him."

I looked at the ground. Yeah, I did understand what she said. It was completely logical. "The best thing to do now, is to either let him go or kill him, Kendall. You can't make this go on any longer, he doesn't deserve that."

It was too late. Her advice was about a month too late. I couldn't kill Logan. I definitely couldn't let him go. "I can't," I whispered.

And to my surprise, she smiled at me. "You like him back, don't you?"

It was no use lying to your mother figure, so I nodded.

"Then he can stay, of course, and to make this easier I might have slipped something in his tea we witches use to make ourselves smell awful to protect us from your kind."

"You did what?" I asked furiously.

"It is to protect him, Kendall! I'm the number one fan of relationships between vampire and human, either friendship or romantic. But I can not have you take anymore of that boy's blood."

I glared at her, but there wasn't anything I could do about it anymore. "Fine. But what do I do about the head vampires? If they find out I'm with a human who knows about our world, they'll kill us just like Carlos' father."

"I don't think you have anything to fear from them, Kendall. At the moment they're in Siberia to murder a clan of goblins that captured a vampire and tried to starve it to dead."

"Did it work?" I asked shocked. It was the first time I heard any creature managed to overpower a vampire.

"The vampire is probably free now, but yes, the goblins almost killed him. It's a hopeful sign for all other magical beings, especially witches. That's why that goblin clan has to die."

"They were good for nothing anyway," I muttered. "How do you know about this?"

"Witches have spies all over the world, Kendall. There is a witch in Siberia with the power of invisibility, she's following the whole thing."

"Wow."

"I'm sure there is something like a vampire community."

"Yeah, of course. There is a conference once a year, but we're mostly on our own or with our mates."

"You should organize yourselves better, you are stronger when you're all bonded by a chosen leader."

"We don't need to be stronger, mama Knight, we're perfectly able to kill on our own. And we do have some kind of leaders, the oldest vampires that make sure our world isn't discovered and kill anyone who is a threat. Head Vampires."

Mom made a sound of disapproval. "Dictatorship."

"It works, mom. They leave us alone unless we do something illegal. They're not unfair and always study the situation before taking a decision. Even the guilty one can have his say."

"How old are the oldest vampires anyway?"

"Thousands of years old, I believe the oldest one lived with the ancient Egypt's and helped building the pyramids."

"The oldest witch was three hundred years old when she died, this guy must be ten times as old."

"We have to keep alive that long, unlike you we can only have one child, unless in the rare case of multiples, but you can have as many as you want."

"You have no guarantee all of your children will be witches, Kendall. The first one will be a girl and definitely a witch, but the ones that come after can be either human or witch and boy or girl. Though no boy is a witch."

I grinned. "Logan asked about that once, he was wondering what would happen if a witch and a vampire got a child together. I told him it was impossible, what gender would a child then have?"

"Kendall, there are legends about children that are half witch and half vampire," Mom said seriously, surprising me. "They're called female vampires or veela, immortal girls with a beautiful face and powers we can't even start to imagine."

I raised my eyebrows. "Why isn't that in the books I have?"

"They're too old, Kendall. This story has been told to witches from generation to generation and vampires never heard of it until recently. But now you know."

"Female vampires, you say? Do they drink blood and everything?"

"No, they eat normal food, but they do fly like you do. They also have the active power of witches, this can differ. And they're girls. Always."

"Why girls?"

"X chromosome is dominant in magical creatures."

"Then why are vampires man?"

"Nobody knows, but in any other creature way more females than males are born. Then again, most creatures are polygamic and need more females than males."

"You should tell Logan about this, he's been reading all my old books and absolutely loves everything magical."

"I will, I want to talk to him anyway. Shall we go back?"

It was a weird day. This morning I thought I was going to kill Logan, but now we were lying in bed together, sleeping. Well, Logan slept with his head on my chest and I pretended to sleep too, but I had too much on my mind. What would happen now? How long until anyone found out I fell for a human boy, 984 years younger than I was. I could be his ancestor.

I didn't tell Logan I wasn't going to kill him. It was better if he didn't know how I truly felt, that might protect him when the Head Vampires found out. Still he wouldn't survive long since he had the scent, but maybe if he kept drinking that stuff mom gave him today it could be masked.

No, he still smelled delicious. It was probably just his taste that changed.

Mom had cooked us a delicious meal today and told Logan everything he wanted to know; which was basically everything she knew. Katie demonstrated her telekinesis skills and even James told him some stories, though Logan was still very shy around James. And then the witches left and Logan was tired, so I brought him to bed. He didn't have to ask me to stay.

Logan looked happy again and I wanted it to stay that way.

I caressed his cheek and smiled when he leaned into the touch. Maybe this was what James and Carlos felt for each other too. Never thought have romantic feelings for someone was this great.

I kissed his forehead and closed my eyes contently. I would worry later.

You know, I just had to update something…