A/N: The night after. There are regrets, but not for Alfred – even if that one night is going to change all their unlives for good.
When Sarah and Herbert find them, still locked in an embrace in the small space of the sarcophagus, all hell breaks loose.
Sarah is furious, her eyes blazing and she's shouting like a madwoman. In her mind, both the Count and Alfred belong to her (not the other way around) and it never even enters her mind that the two men don't necessarily share her vision. She sees no conflict in having them both there for her, and just as always, she believes she's the one in control. Like a thoughtless child she is, she expects everything to go her way.
So when the two men in her unlife share something she cannot participate in, it drives her crazy. Alfred would like to point out that he never objected when she had her affairs with Krolock, but in the end he decides it would only make her even angrier. And as the Count, who is the only one able to control her when she's in the middle of one of her tantrums, is otherwise occupied, Alfred says nothing.
Herbert is even worse. There are tears in his eyes and he screams things like "how could you" and "you knew how much I wanted him and then you do this right under my nose", until he just accuses the Count of being "a heartless beast". Alfred is surprised to see just how deep the viscount's feelings for him actually go, and he wonders if he should feel bad for not being able to return this attraction. After those words, Herbert proceeds into a litany of all kinds of insults – half of which Alfred didn't even know to exist. Krolock's face remains blank for the most of his son's outburst and he doesn't say anything, but Alfred thinks that just for one fleeting moment he can see something deeply wounded in the older vampire's dark grey eyes.
At this point, Sarah has forgotten all about her own rage and is gaping at the the two Krolocks now. Herbert certainly has had his share of tantrums, but never has it been something like this. Maybe it's that or perhaps the Count just wishes to settle this with his son without Alfred and Sarah gawking at them, but he commands the younger vampires to leave. There's an edge to his voice, something scary even, and the younger vampires leave as quickly as they are able.
Alfred doesn't know what passes between the father and the son, but when he sees them the next time, both of them look very unhappy.
Yet, for all the pain that one night seems to have caused, Alfred is still convinced it's one of the best nights of his life and he would not change one bit of it.