Kit pushed the door to the hospital room open slowly but burst in on seeing the vacant bed as the light from the corridor illuminated the white sheets stained with traces of blood. It wasn't long before he saw Robyn in the corner with him.

"What the fuck is he doing here?" Kit bellowed as he pointed at LaCroix.

Langford and Robbie had hurried into the room on hearing Kit shout and were greeted with the same scene that Kit was reeling from. Robyn was still wrapped in LaCroix's embrace and she trembled perceptively as Robbie looked at her, painful confusion mixing with horror.

Before anyone could walk in and disturb whatever this situation was, Langford quickly moved to shut and lock the door. With this done he walked back to his original place and tried his hardest to comprehend just what was going on.

Kit looked at Robyn's neck and saw the fang marks that still oozed diminishing trickles of blood, "Sweet Jesus! He hasn't...you haven't...you're not a..."

LaCroix stood up slowly, bringing Robyn up effortlessly with him and supporting her weight as he still held onto her. Knowing what Kit was asking of Robyn he was tempted to bait the insolent whelp into giving him cause to snap his neck but refrained. That action would be the direct opposite of the one he had undertaken to ensure that Robyn would be with him for eternity, albeit, it had for this moment failed.

Still trembling Robyn shook her head no to Kit. She could feel the fear in him that underlined the anger that had bubbled to the surface. Moving her senses from Kit to Robbie she was assaulted with the conflicting emotions rampaging inside him.

"Robyn, who is this man?" He asked, his voice thick with the hurt that seemed to overtake most of his emotions. "Are you involved with him? He looks a lot older than you."

"Oh I'd say the age difference between us numbers at least into the quadruple figures," LaCroix retorted his tone mocking.

Langford shook his head sharply as LaCroix's words rang in his ears, "Qua...quadruple figures?"

LaCroix smirked at the feeble comprehension of the mortals he was greeted with. His mocking tone had turned into a mocking smile and now became a mocking chuckle that subsided as he felt Robyn move in his arms.

"You'd better go. The sun will be up soon. I can handle this," Robyn said, her eyes flitting from LaCroix to the window and back.

Concern softened LaCroix's features as he looked down at his beloved, "Are you sure ma chérie?"

"Oh he's not going anywhere. I want to see him become barbecue!" Kit scoffed.

The moment that LaCroix had hoped to bait Kit into arrived of its own volition and with a snarl curving his lips he released Robyn and began to stride towards the one that had insulted him but a placating hand on his chest stopped him in his tracks.

"Don't," Robyn pleaded as LaCroix reached down and took her hand in his. "Please, I can handle this."

LaCroix's shoulders sunk into a sigh as he brought Robyn's hand to his lips once more. He was overcome with temptation as he placed her hand on his cheek and guided her chin so he could kiss her fully on the lips, his blue eyes flecked with amber that flashed a warning to the one he'd been prevented from snapping in half.

Breaking the kiss off with a silent moan he turned from Robyn and looked towards the window. He could sense the first stirrings of the sun in the horizon and had to be away before it awakened from its slumber. Throwing caution to the wind he opened the window and flew through it after sparing Robyn a last, longing glance.

Having watched LaCroix fly away, Robyn turned to the two men staring at the space LaCroix had occupied and the remaining man shaking visibly with the adrenaline he'd been unable to utilise.

Robyn had no idea what to say to him.

LaCroix's flight to his shelter was disturbed as he sensed them near, the Enforcers. He'd allowed his secret to become exposed and they would not allow this to go unpunished. They'd followed him from Toronto and he'd led them straight to the woman who could detect his kind in an instant. There was only one option. He touched down in a secluded area of park land that he knew they'd show themselves in and waited.

It wasn't long before he heard the menacing growls and saw the hands holding stakes, there were four Enforcers coming closer and closer to him. He stood his ground in defiance as he listened to their growls and the charges they made against him.

His defiance wavered as he heard within their growls that they were first going to kill him and then go after Robyn. They'd make allowances for the three other mortals that had played witness to LaCroix's carelessness, they could be hypnotised easily enough with a memory of Robyn killing herself planted in their heads.

In a direct show of aggression towards the Enforcers, LaCroix allowed his Vampire to surface and he answered their growls with one of his own. They would not take his love away from him nor would they survive their insubordination. He was an Ancient, his age and power commanding respect.

With a loud roar he attacked.

Kit watched as Robyn walked unsteadily over to the window and closed it before she began to weave. He ran and jumped over the bed, catching her before she hit the ground.

She was out cold.

Hands grabbed and tore at him as fangs bit him over and over. Incensed his eyes had turned to red and catching one of his attackers off guard he used his immense strength and broke them in half. He tossed another one off as a stake was thrust into his shoulder. Ripping it from his flesh he buried it into the heart of one of the two Enforcers trying to subdue him. Reaching around his back he pulled the remaining attacker from him and ripped his throat out, smiling as he fell away gurgling. So caught up was he in this sight that he didn't see the surviving Enforcer charging at him with his stake raised high.

LaCroix hissed as he realised what was happening just as the stake hit home in his chest. He'd moved in time to stop it puncturing his heart but the impact sent him sprawling to the ground. Growling angrily he clawed at the stake as he tried to remove it and the Enforcer gradually stalked up to him. He felt the Enforcer slam a foot on his chest as it bent down and deftly removed the stake.

Immobilised, LaCroix could only watch as the stake was brought down towards his heart at speed. He was ready for the end when all of a sudden an invisible force threw the Enforcer from him and the stake clattered to the ground. Turning himself over he couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the figure of his beloved chérie glaring at the Enforcer.

Robyn turned her attention from the Enforcer to the stake and it flew towards her, the point stopping just short of her face. Turning her eyes upward the stake rotated in the air so the point faced away from her. Flicking her head sharply the stake hurtled towards the Enforcer who was too dumbstruck at what he was seeing to make any move to stop it from tearing its point straight through his heart.

Before the light from his amber eyes faded in death he released a single growl at his murderess.

LaCroix shared the question that the dead Enforcer had left hanging in the air as his chérie walked over to him and crouching down supported his head in her hands.

"How?"