Peter Vincent left Charlie and Amy in his penthouse as he went for a night walk on the strip. The dry heat sucked every bit of moisture from his body. While he reflected on the loss of his of Ginger. G-d he missed her like crazy. All the women turned into her, driving him crazy. He dove into a bar next to Vegas Ink.

He sat at the bar and ordered a drink. The heaviest drink they had to offer. The drink was brought to him, the hand grasping the glass was pale and had long claws. Peter looked up and gasped.

"Are you really sure about this?" asked Charlie on top of a topless Amy. She didn't answer, only continued to kiss him.

"I didn't need to see your bare ass, Brewster!" cried Ed as he walked in. He didn't look like a vampire. Pina and Laura chased each other around playing 'scary monster' as Ed held the newest addition to the Lee family in his arms.

"Ed! How'd you get in here?" gasped Amy.

"Not a vampire, remember? I don't need invitation. Plus, Peter didn't lock the door," said Ed sitting down. In truth, it was simply a spell.

"Rawr! I'm a werewolf!" howled little Laura now chasing Pina.

Amy giggled as the two girls chased each other around and Charley watched, annoyed, as Ed fed the newest Lee. "What's it's name?"

"Her name is Cherry," said Ed.

"Wow, three girls," sighed Charlie. They, Ed's family, were supposed to be dead, but here they are. He didn't bother to question this. "Must be hell."

"No, I love my little girls," said Ed, his flicked back u to Charlie and Amy, his eyes had gone completely black.

Charlie and Amy started to scoot back into Lilith. "G-d, Ed is so much bigger than you Brewster," cackled Lilith.

"PETER!" screamed Amy.

"Oh, what? you think I'd let my father die just like that?" asked Lilith. She threw Amy into the wall. "I don't think so, skank!"

"He's probably turned Peter by now," said Ed. He gave Cherry to Lilith as he made his way towards Amy. He bent down and opened his mouth. He sank his teeth in her neck, draining her of her blood and life. Not turning, killing. "Oh yeah, Brewster, I'm much stronger now."

Charlie scrambled for the front door and there stood Jerry and Peter, his eyes just as black as Lilith's and fangs just as sharp as Jerry's. "Fresh meat," smirked Peter.

"May we come in?" asked Jerry.