A/N: Two chapters in one day, I am a machine! But I have to just point out that this chapter is a bit of filler, so nothing really exciting happens, although we do get a miniscule glimpse into Sarah's past. After this things will start to pick up, so don't write it off just yet.

Thanks to Freax for your review, I'm so happy you think that!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Lost Boys, I only own Sarah and anyone you didn't meet in the movie.

Enjoy lovelies!

V.

Third person POV

The boys watched as Sarah ran from them, after she had called them a bunch of psychos which they found immensely amusing.

David turned to his boys and said simply, "Well?"

Marko was the first to answer, "She's got spunk."

Paul laughed and said loudly, "That's for damn sure!"

"She'd be a nice addition." Dwayne's answer was barely heard, "But I don't know if she's ready, yet, David. She's terrified of us now, we might make it worse if we go too quickly. The last thing she'd need is to be on her own, 'cause she's unwilling to let us near her."

David nodded, appreciating Dwayne's logic as always.

Later on he'd tackle Dwayne about the obvious attraction the guy had towards his girl.

"Well, I think we should go ahead while she's still angry, that way she'd do whatever we want just to spite us."

He looked at Marko for his vote, the youngster saying happily, "I always wanted a sister."

Paul shrugged one shoulder, clearly too lazy to lift both, "Hey man, I'm down for anything."

Then came Dwayne's turn. David could see he was reluctant, truthfully he was unsure of how this would go too. Sarah was a fireball, unpredictable and very, very good at keeping her secrets. No telling how she'd take to the idea. But they had their plan, it had worked before, it would work again.

With one small nod of his head, Dwayne was the final seal on Sarah's fate.

David smiled slightly and waved his hand in the direction Sarah had run.

"Dwayne, go make sure she gets home. Wouldn't want our lost girl getting lost now."

The quiet night air was filled with the boys laughter, followed by the roar of bike engines as they rode back to Hudson's Bluff.

David couldn't wait to show Sarah this place, if the bridge was any clue, her reaction would be priceless.

Sure, maybe sending Dwayne to look after her again wasn't the best idea, especially with the growing chemistry between them, but playing with people was what David did best and even his boys weren't an exception.

He'd probably die for these guys, but that didn't mean he didn't enjoy a little game now and then. After all, that was how they'd all ended up together in the first.

David loved to play games.

"Sarah?"

My head snapped up from staring at the counter top to where the manager, Ryan, was looking at me with wide eyes.

"Sorry, Ryan, what were you saying?"

"I asked you to bring me last month's inventory lists… half an hour ago."

I shook my head in embarrassment, mumbled an apology and went to the back. Lexi came and stood next to me while I was looking for the papers.

"Is everything okay, Sarah?"

"Yes." I answered way too quickly and my stupid voice went all pitchy again. "Why?"

"Because you look like you haven't slept in days." She stepped into the back room with me and dropped her voice to whisper, "Did something happen last night?"

Did something happen last night?!

That was the understatement of the bloody century.

I stood there with my mouth opening and closing, unsure whether to answer her or not. Her knowing look made me sigh and reach out to pull the door shut.

"Okay, fine. But you have to promise not to tell anyone."

"I promise."

I put my hands on her shoulders and stared into her blue orbs, "Not even Shane."

"Scout's honour, girl. Tell me everything."

I hesitated for a while again, and took a deep breath.

"Have you ever seen or heard of those four bikers that hang around the boardwalk like every night?"

"The ones that look like they stepped out of a Twisted Sister video?"

I couldn't help but laugh, of course she would assess them that way.

"Yeah them." I started to wring my hands together out of shear nerves at having to relive last night.

"Well… you see I kind of- I'm not even sure if it was real, it was so freaking weird."

I ran out of words, and Lexi let out a loud gasp, making me jump.

"Oh my days, Sarah! Which one?!"

"What?" she had me lost now. "What do you mean?"

She gave me a look that was akin to a look one gives the village idiot.

"Which one did you sleep with?"

"LEXI!" I'm pretty sure the whole store hears that yell.

"Sorry!" she held her hands up in case I wanted to slap her. I wanted to… so badly. "But the way you were talking it sounded like-"

"Well that did not happen." I was beginning to regret opening up to Lexi. Her blabbing to Shane and company was suddenly not my biggest issue.

"So what did happen?"

"I don't even know. I didn't try to get their attention, but they just won't leave me alone. It's kind of starting to freak me out."

"Ooo, so Twisted Sister have found themselves a little play thing?"

"Lexi, this is serious. I mean, what if they're like criminals or something and I get myself into even more trouble than I did last time?"

"Sarah, don't worry. You're a smart girl, you'll get yourself out before it gets bad. Plus from what I've seen from those guys, they just like to play tough and mysterious. Besides what everyone else does around here, I don't think there's much to worry about."

"Guess so."

"Hey, buck up." She put her hand on my shoulder and smiled reassuringly, "If you're so worried about getting into trouble again, just avoid them."

How could I tell her, the girl who had become somewhat of a best friend since my parents left, that avoiding the boys was next to impossible? Not only were they always there when I stepped onto the boardwalk every night, but I didn't really want to avoid them.

There was no explanation for it.

Even as I was standing in the back room, I was hoping that they would walk through the door any moment and ask for me. Or I'd go on lunch break and find them standing there waiting on their bikes ready to go risk my life some more.

In the back of my mind, I desperately wanted to see them again.

Once back at the counter, Lexi changed the subject quite drastically.

"So who was that little kid you had here last night?"

I looked at her in confusion. She hadn't been on the nightshift… had she?

Truth be told I wasn't sure what was real about last night anymore.

"Kim said you had some kid here messing with the turntable. Is he like your brother or something?"

I hope she didn't notice my discomfort with the totally easy way she said the 'b' word. Mind you she didn't know why that word was significant for me, no one did.

"Nah, he comes to the boardwalk sometimes to have fun and be a kid."

"Aaw, and you're playing 'mommy' with him?"

"No." I gave a small smile as I thought about that little cherubic face, "He is a sweet kid though and funnily enough, I like hanging out with him."

"And yet when people your own age appear you disappear."

"Yeah, well Laddie didn't try to hit on me now did he?"

"Laddie? Interesting name."

"Isn't it?"

Ryan came looking for his stupid papers again, so I was forced to go back to work.

All day though, I kept playing last night over and over in head. The actual bridge incident had burned itself into my head well enough, but it's what happened afterwards that I couldn't work out. After I had asked Dwayne to take me home.

He'd been quiet on the ride home, that didn't surprise me. What did surprise me was that he didn't tear down the path back like they had on the way there. I didn't feel the need to cling to him like I had David. The need was absent due to the lack of speed, but I seriously wanted to, just to know what it felt like to have my arms around him.

It was mental images like that and more that had me in a daze the whole day, and I won't lie and say that that was the first time such thoughts about Dwayne had been entertained in my mind.

I didn't even know the guy, but somehow that didn't really matter to me.

Needless to say I kept my hands cemented to his shoulders until he pulled up to my building.

Then, once I'd gotten off he'd taken my hand and said, "Despite what happened tonight, the boys really do like you, Sarah. So don't be mad at us forever okay?"

I narrowed my eyes at him, trying to ignore the tingle in my hand, "I'll think about it."

Now, as I looked up for the hundredth time as the bell above the door rang, and I felt the familiar disappointment as some other person besides the boys walked in, I realized I was a goner.

Despite my anger at them, being around the boys gave me a thrill I didn't understand and didn't want to end.

But there was absolutely no way in hell I was going to make it that easy on them. They needed to know they couldn't pull shit like that with me if I was going to stick around.

But they didn't come to the store.

At least not until my last hour at around seven that night.

I saw the two come in through the door and look around once before walking in different directions, hopefully looking for me.

Where was I?

I had the good fortune of being nicely hidden behind a shelf of records when they'd walked in, so it was easy for me to pretend that I hadn't seen them.

I grabbed a stack of records and made as if I were sorting them into piles when a pair of fingers dug into my ribs, making me jump and let out a rather unattractive yelp.

"Miss us?"

I turned and glared at Marko and Paul who were sniggering at my reaction.

"Hey guys, I almost didn't recognise you without your fearless leader."

Paul placed a wounded look on his face, making me want to laugh. "Aaw, you're not still mad at us, are you Sarah?"

"For what, nearly getting me run over by a train? Course not, why on earth would I be mad?"

"Come on, girl. You have to admit, it was a rush." Marko was eyeing me with such playfulness.

"For you maybe."

"What if we promise to never, ever, ever do that again? Would you forgive your favourite boys?"

I had to laugh at that little remark, ego much?

"I don't think so, Paul."

"Please?"

"Paul-"

I let out a gasp as he dropped to his knees, pulling Marko down with him and holding his hands up to me clasped together.

"Please, please, please, please!"

"Alright, alright, alright!"

I reached down and yanked him up by his jacket collar.

"If it'll shut you up."

"There see, Marko? I told you she couldn't stay mad at us."

Then Paul threw himself at me and hugged me so hard my spine cracked. I actually needed that, my back had been giving issues lately.

When he let go he moved to lean against the rack, pulling out some random record while he asked, "So, you're coming out with us tonight right?"

Mmmmmm, the last time someone had asked me that, I met the lost boys. S'pose it couldn't get any worse than that.

"Shockingly, boys, I'm still all tuckered out from your last idea of fun."

"We promise there will be no trains or bridges involved this time." Paul said with a smirk.

"Not helping."

"We'll be waiting for you at the carousel when you get off work."

Well, Marko, my will power was not going to be forfeited so easily!

"What if I don't show?"

They were already walking to the door, so Paul said over his shoulder, "Then we'll come find you."

Once again, I believed him.

I could have easily just not gone to the carousel when I left work that night.

But my legs seemed to go on strike as soon as I stepped out the door, and before I realized where I was going, there stood the famous carousel which was in surprisingly good shape considering its age. Tour guides around liked to brag that it was built in 1911 or something like that. Stupid thing looked that old let me tell you.

I had to push through a bit of a crowd until I found the boys.

I must say I expected to see them parked somewhere they weren't allowed to, looking all dangerous and stuff, but then I caught a glimpse of a blonde mullet, on the carousel.

As I stared the other boys came into view, and it was the biggest shock of my life.

When Marko said they'd meet me at the carousel, I didn't think we'd actually ride the damn thing. And yet, there they were.

I had no other choice, I burst out laughing.

As I stood there giggling like a lunatic, the carousel came back around and David's eyes met mine and he gave that signature smirk before beckoning me over.

I shook my head at him, still laughing while the other boys turned to see who he was gesturing to.

I took a few steps forward as they disappeared from view again, thinking they'd hop off now that they all knew I had arrived.

But instead four pairs of hands reached out moments later and pulled me on.

I laughed again as I was placed on the horse where Paul had been happily perching, and gave each of the guys a smile.

"I never figured you all were into kiddie rides, it's so cute!"

They all sniggered and David stepped up to the horse so that his face was right next to my leg, "Sounds like someone's feeling better."

I bent forward so that our faces were inches apart, "Not quite, but it's getting there."

I didn't give him a chance to answer, instead I hopped off the horse and turned to them all, "So what fun activities do you have planned for me tonight then?"

Marko and Paul came to stand on either side of me and led me to the edge, hopping off and catching me when it was my turn.

These guys could be quite the gentlemen when they wanted to.

"We figured we'd show you where us lost boys like to hang out." Said David once we were all back on solid ground.

And with that clue, I followed the boys over to where their bikes stood.

They all got on and David held out his hand for me to climb on behind him.

I gave each of them a second long glance before I said, "You know what I want?"

"Name it." The way David said that made me just know that he'd find a way to get me whatever I wanted.

"I want a milkshake."

Paul and Marko laughed, probably thinking I was joking, but David just stared at me. Dwayne had simply been watching the scene with his usual blank stare.

"Are you serious?"

"Yep, David, I am. I really, really want a milkshake."

There was sense behind my totally out of the blue and ridiculous request.

I wanted to see how far these guys would go to please me. Instead of just ordering me around and making me do dangerous stuff, I wanted to know if they gave a damn about what I wanted.

I got my milkshake.

Marko was sent off, told to bring back my order in ten minutes or he'd be in trouble, and I was left to be entertained by the remaining three boys while we waited.

I turned to David from my seat on the railing near the bikes and said, "So why did you send Marko, I could have gotten it myself?"

"Because there was a chance you might have taken the opportunity to escape and we didn't want that. The night is still young."

My eyes narrowed at the threat I was unsure hid behind those words.

"One of these days I'm going to ask you guys why you chose to bond with me, but I don't think I want the answer just yet."

He and the others were all standing around me, like they were guarding me or something, and more than a few people turned to look as they walked past.

"So, what makes Sarah tick?" did Paul ever make sense?

"Huh?"

"Tell us about yourself, so far all we know is your name and where you work."

"Not much to me really. I grew up here, but I have no intention of staying for long. I hate bananas and I don't understand the point of baseball."

Subtle, Sarah. Now they'll really start getting nosy.

"What about your family?" thank you, Dwayne.

"What about them?"

"Where are your parents?"

"They left Santa Carla to travel the states. It was something they'd always dreamed of doing, but then I came along."

"And no brothers or sisters?"

I flinched at David's question, unable to stop myself, but said in a small voice, "Nope."

There was a moment of awkward silence and I could feel three sets of wheels turning in three crazy little heads, so I changed the subject before one of them asked the question I would not be able to answer.

"So what about you guys? What makes four bad-asses of the boardwalk tick?"

I received smiles for my clever analogy, and said David, "Each of us come from some kind of broken past. We are all each other has."

"That's bleak."

"Not really. It can be fun, you just have to know how to make the fun."

"Oh, you mean with trains?" hold a grudge why don't you Sarah?!

"You have got to let that go."

David's supposed irritation made me laugh, then I turned my head and saw that my milkshake had arrived.

Marko looked decidedly uncomfortable as he strode back towards us through the crowds.

When he stopped in front of us he looked down at the multicoloured Styrofoam cup with straw and said with disgust, "I have never felt like less of a man, than I do right now."

I laughed loudly, giving him a kiss on the cheek for his efforts and displeasure.

Once I'd downed the chocolaty heaven in a cup, it was time for me to see the boys' hideout.

I won't lie, I was curious. I had often wondered since I'd met them where they went when the sun came up and the night ended for a few hours.

Now that I was going to find out, I was quite excited.

The boys all got on their bikes again and this time all of them turned to me. I knew what they thinking: what nonsense is going come out of her mouth next?

I locked eyes with David, who once again had his hand held out to me, but I smirked as I walked over to Dwayne and slid on behind him.

I could tell he was confused, he turned in the saddle to look directly at me, silently asking if I was serious.

I just smiled at him and turned to look at David, "I like his bike better."

Yep, I was being a right royal pain in the ass and I knew it.

Like I said, I may have sort of let the whole train thing slide, but I'm no pushover, I was going to get my own back, and if being a spoilt brat was the only way well… so be it.

Once again we sped off onto the beach and down to Hudson's Bluff. I knew what to expect this time so I wasn't so scared at first and just let myself enjoy the ride, even laughing along with the boys again.

We came to the end of the bluff, riding along the cliff's edge until we came to a stop in the middle of nowhere, still close to the edge of the drop into the sea.

As I got off Dwayne's bike I felt an arm hang around my shoulders and Paul said happily, "Welcome to paradise, Sarah."

All the fun I had been having vanished as we came to flight of stairs that led two hundred feet down to the ocean.

In a blind panic I disentangled myself from Paul, shutting my eyes and taking several steps away from the first step.

I hit something and felt a pair of hands take my shoulders. Looking up I saw Dwayne looking at David with confusion at my behaviour.

"What's up, Sarah?"

I didn't look at Marko, but just shook my head and said in a shaky voice, "I just- I… have a thing about heights."

Hopefully they believed it.

Dwayne and Marko each took one of my hands and led me back to the stairs, and David said from behind us, "Don't worry Sarah, we're here."

Those words, though they were from the last person on earth I should have felt safe around, took all my fear away for a moment while I followed the boys into their hideout.

A/N: Okay, before you throw something at me, let me explain my reasoning behind David's sudden nastiness in the beginning of the chapter. I know there was never any tension between the boys in the movie, I mean they stuck together till the end and props to them for that. But let's face it, David was one of the villains, I had to give him some kind of villainous nature, you know… besides the whole bloodsucker thing. But I give you my word that this chapter is as far as it goes with David messing with his boys' heads. Now, him messing with Sarah's head, weeeeellll… that's not quite over yet.

Please don't throw stuff!