A/N: hey guys :) sorry it took forever, quiet literally this time, but i hope youre glad to hear that chapter three is almost complete, you wont have to wait much longer.

You know the drill, only the characters belong to me (and my best friend -sweediepiejones- who is now assisting to this story -but the original idea was mine!) the rest of it all belongs to Richelle Mead!

Enjoy xD

Two

Katey entered my stark white room in the hospital after just waking up again from a light sleep. I was still in agonising pain but after my discovery of being vampire and the regular amounts of blood helps ease the pain and give me some energy.

I know Katey doesn't like the idea of me being a vampire, trust me, neither do I. But I think she's glad that she's only half-vampire and is able to protect me more easily. And the fact that I'm still alive.

"Hey, how are you?" Katey asked, true concern written all over her.

"Yeah, okay, getting better, though, a little more each day. How are you handling everything?" I asked, afraid to know her answer. I know the whole crash and vampire-turning turn of events had to be tough, especially after just losing your mother. And she and her father don't get along too well.

Katey sighed, looking down, away from me. "Things are going to be different now, aren't they?"

Her quiet, sad voice broke my heart. "Yeah, Katey. They're gonna be a little different," I pat my hand on the edge of the hard, white hospital bed.

After a little pause, she came over and sat down. I could tell she was still in pain, bruises covered her, cuts were everywhere and I just knew she was in pain, and yet she had come over from across the room to see me. She usually just checks up on me by peeking through the curtain when night falls black and everyone's asleep. Or well, everyone but me, I prefer the darkness to the bright light of day. It's a vampire thing.

I took a hold of her hand, as comfort. She took up my every thought. I was worried about her. I didn't know how she would react to all of this. I was scared for her. I didn't know who would look after her when her dad went away for work. Maybe her sister would. Her thirty-year-old sister, Sarah, who had two kids of her own, Hendrix and Ariah. Katey's niece and nephew. But I know that Katey doesn't really like being with her sister. She tells me that Sarah is very bossy and expects Kate to do whatever she asks.

Katey took my comfort while my thoughts drifted, but was brought back to reality when I saw her frown, deep in thought. "What's wrong?" I asked immediately, worry filled me when she didn't answer me right away.

"Umm, I'm not sure. But I think…I think I can hear you…" Katey said unsurely, hesitantly and trailed off.

"Uh, Katey? I'm right here talking to you. I'm kinda glad you can hear me…"

"No. Like, like I can hear your thoughts kind of hear you…" She looked up at me with her deep chocolate eyes that hid the terrors of her past and the confusion of the present. My own face reflected her emotions. What the hell?

"That's new," was all I could say.

Katey looked a bit sheepish.

"What?" I asked.

"Uh, I actually don't think it's new. I think it's been happening all week, but I thought it was just some random thing that kept happening. But now I think I can hear your thoughts. Great… now will my thoughts just ever be my own?" she told me in a crying whisper, trying not to wake anyone up.

I couldn't hide the fact that I was utterly and totally in shock. Completely bewildered at the surprise that Katey might really be in my head. But I had to make sure, for certain. Not that there was any reason to lie about this. I shook my head, instantly regretting it as pain took place as an aching headache. Ignoring it, I looked up at Katey. "Okay, tell me what I'm thinking."

"You have a headache," Katey pointed to the side of her left temple. "Right here" and she dropped her hand back into her lap. "You're worried about me. No need to, girl. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere. But you know that. And you want me to tell you all this so that you can be certain that I'm telling the truth and can really read your thoughts. I can. I'm not happy about it, but if danger ever came to you, that would be helpful. You don't like the idea of somehow transforming into a living vampire called Moroi. But you don't mind that you had to take that huge change to save me. You're scared and don't know what the future holds, neither do I, but whatever happens I'll just roll with it."

"You've changed."

Katey gave a small, sad smile. "It seems I have, huh?"

I returned with a similar smile. But the difference was that I was… well, not happy exactly, but I was kind of proud of her, I mean, Katey is my best friend, she's lovely, beautiful and short. Her natural hair is like a wavy-curly mix that just seemed to suit her so well and her natural colour, a mousy brown was underneath with streaks of burgundy and darker browns, but on top, was blonde. The skilful mixture of the two looked really good on her. And she did have a good body with nice curves, the curves I didn't have, not much really.

I remembered the days when we first began to become friends. In our year 10 home economics class and we were in a multi-purpose class together, too. Not that we noticed for a while, you can't blame us though, it was a big class. We became friends and I don't know, just got closer and tighter and became best friends.

Katey has this… insane personality. She says what she means, but doesn't always mean what she says. Katey has no filter, but I like that about her. It means that she tells you the honest truth and her opinion. And so I know when she lies to me and when she doesn't. Or for when she's telling the truth.

"So…" Katey started, breaking the silence between us. "Are we going back to school?"

I had not expected that. "Um, I don't know. I guess we could. Wait, can we? I mean, are we allowed to?"

"Sure, the nurse told me today that we are both miracle cases. That I should be dead and you should be in enough pain to go into a coma. But hey, I'm alive and you're almost completely healed. We've done the impossible. And we've only been here a week."

"Six days is not a week," I pointed out.

"Close enough, besides, in like, four hours it'll be seven anyway," she countered.

I snorted a laugh. "Whatever."

"So, back to the whole school-thing. Do you think it's worth it? Going back with only a few weeks left of last term? The year before we become seniors?"

"Maybe. I mean, it is worth it, we could ace our last exams or we could go on injury-and-near-death-experience leave and shock the socks off everyone next year?"

Katey gave a good laugh, too loud for our surroundings and suddenly cut off her laugh, but both of us unable to stop smiling. No idea why, it wasn't even that funny, but it felt good, I felt light in this dark time in our lives.

"I don't know, Katey. Maybe we could go back, go back to normalcy if that's even possible for us anymore. I mean, seriously, me being a vampire? That's gotta cross out some normalcy. And what about you? Being half-vampire half-human. Even that, Katey, has got to be a change in our lives."

She sighed. "You're right. We should at least try to go back to being normal. Well, as normal as we ever were," she smirked causing me to smile again. I knew she was right. Neither of us really ever fit into the normal category.

I frowned, thinking. "What about the blood? I go for one day without blood and I feel like shit. I feel really tired, bloodshot, weak and what about the sun? I used to love the sun, now I love to get out of it."

Katey frowned with me. Not a good topic for starters, but also a really good point. How the hell were we going to pull this off? And what about hiding my fangs? I can't really ask them to hide. They don't go anywhere. And they're annoying.

"Okay." Katey suddenly said, seemingly made her decision. "Let's go back to school, but there are going to be a lot of differences to how we used to get on with it. Starting with boyfriends. Dump him. He'll just be more effort than helpful. And you hang around me more. Talk to me more. And less outsiders. Minimal talking to anyone and when you're…" she paused, thinking of the right word. "Hungry, call me using this telepathic thing we've got here. We meet…somewhere. Somewhere where we can hide and not be seen or interrupted. You learn how to use that compulsion that Sage chick was talking about and use that to erase any memories and feed off random strangers in a place where they can easily cover up the bite marks."

"And where do you suggest I bite them?" I asked cautiously.

"I don't know, where would you normally bite someone?"

"Um… on their necks? I don't know. I've been a vampire a full five minutes; I've only ever had blood-bags, remember? Never actually bit someone before, let alone an unwilling victim!"

Katey sighed. Apparently there was much more planning into this than she realised. Or maybe she was frustrated with my lack of experience with being a vampire. Sorry, man. Not like I can help that.

"Hey, how about we think tonight and talk more tomorrow, just looking at you makes me feel in pain. Okay? Go sleep, I'll talk to you tomorrow. Promise."

Katey sighed. "It's not that I'm worried about…"

"Then what?"

She sighed again, but her broken sigh, the one that means she's either really tired or beyond pissed. "Um… well what if we need help? Who do we ask?"

"What about the Sage chick?" I asked.

"What about her? I don't trust her, I don't care if she knows lots of things, I don't trust her," she retorted bluntly.

I smirk and shake my head. "Only you would say that," I say sarcastically.

Katey's smirk hadn't changed since before all this happened. So much has changed yet so little. Katey's expression halted as she turned serious – a look on her that is as rare as a unicorn in London. "Then what do we do? Who do we ask?"

"I don't know… Is there any local expects on vampires? Maybe we can ask the councillor while we're at it…"

She just gave me the biggest bitch face in history. I couldn't help but laugh. "Are you f#cking serious? A councillor!? No! I'd rather we deal with it ourselves then to being lab rats!"

"I was kidding…"

"You know me, I don't take jokes!"

"And you're psychic."

Katey opens her mouth as to say something but hesitates and closes it again. I won, I think smugly. Knowing that she can hear me, she confirmed it with a bitch face.

"But then, seriously, what do we do?" I asked again. I'd always thought that Katey could give a solution to the problem. It might not be a very good one, or one that people expect anyone to come up with.

"I guess we go to school, go through the first day then figure out how to deal with it from there. You know classes, your feedings, people, rumours, blah, blah, blah, etc. etc."

"Very specific," I say sarcastically.

"Shut up," Katey growls at me, I know that she was getting annoyed but it was too good to miss.

"Sorry," I say. I don't exactly know what to say next. There were multiple things that came to mind, but I knew that they were useless to voice… ever. "I know that you're just trying look after us."

"Yes and you're not appreciating me."

"Of course I am, you know that I appreciate you," I wanted to cross my arms over my chest and give her the biggest glare but I couldn't with all the wires and beeping machines connected to my hands. In a result I could barely move my hands as it was.

Either way, my message was sent, Katey had the decency to look sheepishly guilty for once.

Despite the fact that I love the night now, I had been kept awake most the day. With check-ups, meals, visitors, etc. etc.

"I'll let you get some sleep," Katey said gently before I even had the chance to yawn. How did she kno- oh, that's right...mind reader….

Yawning again, I nodded. "Please," I whispered, my head fell lightly back against the bed. Katey stood up and was walking out the door - well, curtain technically - I grabbed her hand and she looked down, shocked. "Stay, please?"

She only hesitated for a second before nodding. And I blacked out for the nightmares that filled my dreams at night…