alright everyone next short! I hope you like it, and Jez and Morgead are like, let's say they're 15 and 16 here.

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Meet the Girlfriend

"This is going to be horrible!"

"Come on Jez, it can't be that bad."

"Are you kidding me?" Jez gave Morgead a severe glare and shoved him roughly out of her way. "What kind of vampire dates a witch, and then brings her home to meet his little vampire niece and her friend?"

"Jez, you're being over dramatic," Morgead sighed. He walked behind her out of her room and followed her all the way down the stairs until they were met by her Uncle Bracken.

He looked up from the table he was fretting over and took one look at Jez before the stress crease etched into his forehead deepened. "Jez, I know you don't really like this, but I –"

"Need me to be on my best behavior? Yeah, I know." Jez flipped her hair and marched out of the dining room.

Passing by Jez's Uncle Bracken, he caught Morgead's arm. "Please. Control her." He gave Morgead a pleading look somewhere in between panic and desperate hope.

Morgead's pale cheeks filled with colour and he looked away quickly, letting his long hair obscure his red face.

Bracken didn't let him go.

Morgead looked at him through the corner of his eye, measuring his anxiety level. Obviously he was extremely nervous if he was asking for Morgead to help with something. Even if it was just to help keep Jez under control.

Morgead nodded, and Jez's Uncle released him. He headed into the kitchen in search of a certain red haired angel. Passing by the sink, he spied her out the window throwing rocks as far as she could. With each angry toss, her rock flew far out of sight, landing someplace where it would never be found.

"You know," he called as he walked out into the back yard through the kitchen door. "you could probably let off more steam if you threw the rocks at something instead of into the middle of nowhere."

Jez turned around to glare at him as he trudged out to her.

Throw rocks at something? She was tempted to throw them at him.

"You know Morgead," Jez mused while she tossed her rock in the air, catching it lightly and tossing it up again. "normally people don't piss of those who wield weapons."

"Oh, I didn't know rocks were such powerful weapons," Morgead mocked. "and you say you're 'wielding' it?"

"That's it!" Jez growled, lunging for Morgead.

He ducked out of her way, narrowly dodging the rock she'd swung towards his head. It seemed she was trying to crack open his skull.

Jez tumbled to the ground, preformed a textbook shoulder roll and in a blur of red and black, and was on her feet again in a fighting stance. Morgead crouched lower and a light growl escaped his parted lips.

He decided to go for a direct attack. He charged Jez, but she danced out of his way. Turning to face her, Morgead was met with the sight of Jez winding up to let out a powerhouse throw.

The rock escaped her grasp and hurtled towards Morgead. If not for his vampire reflexes, Jez's deadly accurate throw would have no doubt pegged him between the eyes.

Righting himself from his dodge, Morgead was met with a sharp pain to his right eye. He grunted and slapped a hand to the focal point of his pain as it quickly spread into a severe headache. He groaned and glared at Jez, who stood in all her glory tossing another rock up and down in the air, and smirking like she really had something to smirk about.

Morgead lifted his hand away from his eye, his fingers dripping red. Jez had cut him with her stupid little rock. He knew it would close up in a few minutes, but head wounds bled a lot. Hopefully it wouldn't seep into his hair or drip onto his shirt.

From the inside the house, both vampires heard the doorbell ring. Jez and Morgead looked at each other, all previous thoughts of killing each other forgotten.

Jez wasn't ready for this. She wasn't ready to ruin another of her uncle's relationships. Morgead must have sensed her turmoil, because the next thing Jez knew, there was a warm hand on her shoulder. She looked up at Morgead, and somehow, she found the courage to go back into her house.

Her Uncle Bracken was in the kitchen balancing several platters of food in his arms when the pair walked in. Jez went straight to his aid, relieving him of all three platters and bringing them into the living room where she was met with the endearing smile of a beautiful blond witch.

Back in the kitchen, Her Uncle Bracken took one look at Morgead and shook his head. His eye was swollen and discoloured, dried blood crusting the remainder of a nearly healed cut, and blood smeared across his cheek like he'd tried to wipe it away.

"Jez calmed down." Was all Morgead told him, shrugging absently.

"I'll get the ice pack," Jez's Uncle Bracken sighed. This wasn't anything new after all.

Once Morgead had the ice pack pressed securely to his right eye, he followed the lead of both Jez and her Uncle and stalked into the living room right in the middle of introductions.

"– my niece, Jez." Jez's Uncle was motioning to her, standing uncertainly by the couch nearest the stairs, as if unsure whether she wanted to run away or sit down. "Ah, and this is her best friend Morgead. Morgead, this is Cynthia." He introduced, motioning Morgead forward. He stepped forward and lowered his ice pack to shake her hand.

Morgead didn't really think about the repercussions of his actions for this witch, because really, injuries and blood were nothing new to the Redfern house hold. But as soon as Morgead removed the ice pack that was blocking the mess his face was in, Cynthia's pale violet eyes flitted to the right side of his face and she let out a breathy little gasp, her fingers flying to her throat in surprise.

The next instant, Cynthia's creamy skin was paling to a chalky white, and she was falling. Jez's Uncle Bracken was racing across the room and catching her, and Jez herself was nearly falling over in a fit of laughter.

Morgead though, he just stood where he was and prayed that he hadn't just ended another one of Jez's Uncle's relationships.

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