We ended up on the other side of town, where all of the multi-billion dollar estates were. We all looked at Jesse for an explanation as to why we were here.

"The Sinisteros used to own all this land," Jesse explains. "They lost it when me and what was left of my flock ran them out of town."

"That still doesn't explain why we're here," Benny points out.

"We're here because they lived in that house," Jesse says, pointing towards a huge mansion in the middle of the cul-de-sac that looked the oldest out of all the others.

"How ironic that it's in the same neighborhood as yours," I remark.

"What can I say," Jesse smirks. "Land means power."

"But you were supposedly a 'reverend' back then," says Benny.

"Benny," Ethan sighs. "See what you get for not paying attention in history?"

"No…?" Benny trails off.

"If you were a reverend, you had power and influence in the society. Like a town being named after you," Ethan explains, looking pointedly at Jesse.

"Right…" Benny says.

"Now that we're here," Sarah says, getting to the point. "What's the plan?"

"Well, obviously we can't just waltz into the house," I say. "Since three of us are vampires."

"She's right," Ethan says. "We need to find a way to get Stern out of the house."

"Maybe we should go," Sarah says, looking up at the house. "I feel like he's watching us, or something."

"We'll all go back to my house," Ethan says. "We can come up with a plan-"

"No," Jesse interrupts. "We're all going back to my place."

He turns on his heel, and starts back up the street towards his mansion.

We all look at each other and shrug, deciding not to argue with him and just follow him.

We were all sitting in Jesse's living room discussing what to do next.

"I'd have no problem with draining him dry," Jesse says.

"Of course you wouldn't…" I say under my breath, so only Sarah could hear me. I look over at her, and she's grinning.

"What's so funny?" Ethan asked.

"Nothing," she answers.

"I think all of you should consider staying here," says Jesse. "That way, we can monitor Stern and plot our next move."

I did not want to stay here whatsoever. However, he did, unfortunately, have a point.

I could tell that I wasn't the only one who was completely opposed to staying here. Sarah looked concerned, Ethan looked like he was speculating and Benny looked confused.

"He has a point," Ethan admits reluctantly. "We probably should stay here, we have no idea what Stern's going to do next."

"Stern has already gotten his revenge," I point out.

"Now it's only a matter of us getting our revenge," Jesse finishes for me.

One of the things I hated, was when someone finished my sentences. Especially if it was someone I hated.

My phone started going off. I looked at the caller I.D., and it was my mom.

She was probably calling because I hadn't been home since yesterday afternoon.

I look up at everyone.

"I have to take this," I explain. "It's my mom."

I get up off of the couch and go out the back door where the pool was.

"Hello?" I answer, waiting for her to yell at me.

"Abigayle Elizabeth Benson," my mother emphasizes my full name. "Where have you been?!"

"I stayed the night at Sarah's," I lied. "We fell asleep watching Dusk, and I forgot to call you."

"You were watching Dusk?" She asked, skeptical. "I thought you hated Dusk."

"I do," I say. "I let her choose the movie."

"Somehow I doubt that."

"Mom, I'm not lying to you. Do you want me to give the phone to Sarah so you'll believe me?"

"Fine," She relents. "I was just worried about you."

"I'm sorry," I apologize. "I need to ask you something."

I knew she was going to say no to what I was about to ask.

"Okay," my mom says. "What?"

"Me and Sarah have a project due on Monday," I explain. "And we have a lot of work to do, so I was wondering if I could stay with her until tomorrow night."

"What class is it for?" she asks.

"History," I answer. "We have to write a three page research paper on the history of Whitechapel."

"Are you going to mention that the town is rumored to be founded by a vampire?" she asks, interested.

It was more than a rumor. The vampire it was founded by was standing in the living room.

"Of course," I lie.

I knew if I said it was something about Whitechapel, especially the supernatural aspect, she would most likely agree to me staying with 'Sarah.'

"You may stay with Sarah," my mom says. "But I want you home tomorrow night, no later than six-thirty."

"Thank you!" I tell her. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"You're welcome," she sighs. "I love you."

"Love you too, mom."

"Goodbye, Sweetheart."

"'Bye."

I hang up the phone, and sigh. I hated lying to my mom, but if she knew what I was doing, she would never allow it. Ever since we moved here I felt like I'd been lying to her more and more, but when it came to the supernatural, secrets usually followed. I had considered telling my mom the truth, but even she would think I was crazy. I hated that I couldn't tell my mom that I was a vampire.

I stick the phone in my jacket pocket, and go back inside the house.

WARNING: Things will get a little steamy between Abbey and Jesse, so if you don't want to read it, skip. This is for all of you who suggested an Abbey/Jesse moment. I hope you enjoy.

I turn around to face Jesse, who like always, was smirking at the disbelief on my face.

"Are you kidding me?!" I ask him, starting to get pissed.

Since we were all staying at Jesse's, he decided to be the gracious host and give each of us guest rooms. Overall, everyone seemed to be okay with their rooms. I, however, was not.

Jesse had decided to give me the room that he had bitten me in.

"Have any fond memories of this room?" he asks, with a mocking smile. "I know I do."

"Are you trying to be funny?" I ask, getting annoyed. "Because I'm not amused."

"I don't know what you're talking about," he smirks.

I knew he was going to deny it if I said anything.

"Ya know what?" I say, trying to get out of the situation. "I think I'm just gonna go room with Sarah."

He was leaning up against the door, blocking my exit. I tried to go around him, but he caught my arm.

"There's only a single bed in her room," Jesse says. "And I think she's already asleep."

"Then I'll sleep on the floor," I answer.

"I don't think so," he pulls me back into the room, closing the door and locking it behind us.

"What're you-" I was cut short by Jesse pressing his lips to mine.

The kiss was full of passion and urgency. This time, however, I didn't pull away, and I was kissing him back.

I back up towards the bed, and fall back onto it when my legs touched, scooting all the way back to the headboard. Jesse was on top of me, pinning me to the bed and still kissing me.

Right then and there, I didn't have a care in the world. All I cared about was how perfect Jesse's lips felt against mine.

He pulls away for just a second and stares into my eyes.

"Is it wrong that I think I have stronger feelings for you than I do Rory?" I ask, uncertainly.

He doesn't answer and starts kissing my neck, which felt absolutely amazing. His lips found mine again and I pulled him closer to me.

I flipped us over, so I was on top of him. I started kissing, and play-biting his neck.

I started undoing the buttons on his shirt, kissing his bare chest.

He flips us back over and finds my lips again.

His lips felt so good against mine, and I didn't want this night to end.

I wake up the next morning with my head on Jesse's chest and my arm draped over him.

I felt really groggy, and I wasn't exactly sure what happened last night.

Jesse started stroking my hair, so I knew he knew I was awake, even though my eyes were still closed.

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty," Jesse comments.

"'Morning," I mumble, still resting on his chest.

"What," Jesse says. "No snappy comeback?"

"I'm too tired," I say.

"Not a morning person?"

"Nope."

I lay there for what felt like forever, until the sun was shining through the window.

I sit up and stretch, feeling my muscles pop.

"Ugh," I groan. "What happened last night?"

I look down at my body, and I'm still wearing all my clothes from yesterday, so nothing bad happened. Thank God.

Jesse pulls me closer to him, and I lay my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes, and enjoying the moment.

"I guess we just got caught up in the moment," he answers.

"Mmhm," I mumble.

What I did remember from the previous night was how perfect it was with Jesse's lips pressed against mine, and how amazing it felt when he was kissing my neck. There were sparks definitely flying last night, even more so than whenever I kissed Rory.

That was the only thing I regretted, having a stronger feelings for another guy who wasn't Rory. Was this the end for us?

Jesse leans down and kisses me again, and I put my arm around his neck.

We were so lost in each other, that we didn't notice Ethan, Benny, and Sarah all standing in the doorway, staring open-mouthed at us making out, until someone said something.