A/N:It feels like it's been forever since I last updated but here it is! And it's a little longer than usual so maybe that will make up for it. I'm very excited about this chapter! Please let me know what you think and any constructive criticism you might have for me!

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I waited nervously for Evan to come home from work the evening after meeting Bael. I was a wreck on the sofa, checking my phone every five minutes as it got closer to the time when Evan usually got home. When the door finally swung open, I nearly jumped out of my skin I was so surprised. She went about her usual routine of shucking her uniform and changing into pajamas. She pulled her hair up into a messy bun and grabbed the juice out of our fridge. I was too scared to speak so I sat there meekly watching her. She turned around with a tall glass of orange juice in hand and caught sight of me from the corner of her eye. A frown creased her face and she cocked her head to the side.

"What's got you all riled up?" Evan questioned, moving closer to me.

I fidgeted nervously with my hands and dropped my eyes. "Well… you were in bed this morning when I got home and uh, well, I didn't want to wake you up, but…" I bit my lip anxiously and risked a glance up at her.

Evan's expression was a picture of concern. She set her glass down and came to sit beside me. She reached out to grab my hand in support and peered over at me. "What's wrong?"

I took a couple ofdeep breaths. I had been practicing how I was going to tell Evan about Bael all day. I had hardly been able to sleep after Godric drove me home because I was so nervous. Godric had tried to reassure me as much as he could on the drive home and while it had helped at the time, as soon as he left I started to freak out again. I began to wish that I had waited until sundown so that he could be there when I told Evan. She probably wouldn't appreciate it, especially if she was upset or freaked out by my news, but Godric carried an aura of calm around him that settled my nerves. I had a feeling thatsometimes he used it as much to calm the people around him as he did to keep himself calm.

"When I was at Godric's last night, I met someone," I began. "Eric and Godric had been looking into where I got my abilities and they…well they found him," I mumbled.

"Found who, Aly? What's going on?" Evan coaxed, her thumb stroking the back of my hand soothingly.

My mouth worked anxiously for a moment before I found words again. "My…well my real father. David isn't my dad, Ev," I admitted.

Evan gaped at me. "What do you mean? I don't understand."

"My mom, she had an affair. But that's not the worst of it. He's a demon, Ev. My real father is a demon and that means I'm half demon and we aren't even real sisters and I'm a monster and I hope you don't hate me but I would totally understand if you do," I rambled like water from a burst pipe. I clamped my lips together hastily to stop the flow of words and refused to meet Evans eyes as she digested the information.

"You're my sister, Aly, I would never hate you," Evan assured me after several long minutes.

My eyes flew up to her face. Her eyebrows were pulled together as she thought about everything, but her expression was fierce when she met my eyes.

"But we aren't really sisters Ev. We aren't even related," I insisted.

Evan scoffed and curled her lip at me. "We are so sisters, Aly. Don't you tell me that we aren't just because it turns out we don't share genetics. We have been through more shit together than most sisters go through in a life time. What's that saying, anyway, the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb or something? I chose you to be my sister and nothing is ever going to change that," Evan persisted, gripping my hand tighter.

Tears welled in my eyes. I had been so worriedthat I would lose Evan, the only family I really had, when she found out about what I was. It had been the scariest part of the whole thing. I already knew I was different though I had never imagined I would be as different as being half-demon. But I couldn't imagine not having Evan in my life and the thought of her being disgusted by me had torn at me all day.

"Even though I'm a monster?" I checked cautiously.

Evan frowned at me. "You aren't a monster, Aly. Are Godric and Eric monsters just because they aren't human? No. They are closer to being monsters, what with their past, than you'll ever be."

I pulled Evan close to me and hugged her thankfully. "You're the best, Ev."

Evan wrapped her arms around me and rested her head against mine. "I know," she sighed.

I chuckled and shook my head at her.

"Are you going to see Godric tonight?" Evan asked after some time.

I nodded against her shoulder and sighed before straightening up. I needed to start getting ready soon and now that I had talked to Evan I felt a thousand times better.

Evan raised her eyebrow suggestively and smiled. "Are you gonna get a piece of that?" she joked.

I shoved her shoulder and laughed, thinking back to the previous night, before Bael had appeared. I had confessed that I wanted to be with Godric, and he had been on the verge of saying something, but had been interrupted. When he had driven me home afterwards, we had both been distracted with the developments of the night and it hadn't been brought up. I didn't know where we stood anymore.

"I doubt it," I finally said andshrugged.

Evan 'tsk-ed' at me. "Well, you should at least try, right?"

I rolled my eyes as I stood from the couch. The driver would be there shortly to pick me up and I was still dressed in comfy clothes. "Sure, Ev. I'll give it a shot," I scoffed.

My phone buzzed in my pocket signaling I had a phone call. Confused, I pulled it out and glanced at the number. Godric was calling me.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hello Alyssa," Godric greeted.

I couldn't help the small smile that pushed the corners of my mouth up at the sound of his voice "Hi Godric. What's up?"

Godric hesitated for a moment before speaking "I was wondering if it would be acceptable to you for me to pick you up tonight rather than our usual driver?" he questioned.

My eyebrows came together at his words. I wondered why he wasn't sending his driver for me like he had done every night. It meant I got to the house just as the sun was setting. Not that I was against the idea of spending a bit of extra time alone with Godric. "Of course that's fine. Is everything ok?" I asked, just to be sure there wasn't some sort of emergency.

"Yes, everything is fine little one. I just thought perhaps you would like to have dinner somewhere before coming here," Godric offered.

I gaped in shock for a moment. Was Godric asking me out? Was this supposed to be a date? I couldn't see how he could mean it any other way. Butterflies erupted in my stomach and I couldn't figure out how to respond. With a forceful shake of my head I did my best to pull myself together. "That would be great Godric. Where were you thinking? So I'll know how to dress," I hummed into the phone.

Godric thought for a moment before replying "I have heard good things about Vetri, it is a small Italian restaurant. Would this be acceptable to you?"

I had heard of Vetri before, it had been open only a handful of years and was a very classy restaurant. It was fancy, I had heard they served amazing food. I was practically drooling with the thought of eating there. "That would be wonderful, Godric. You'll have to give me some time to get ready though," I warned.

"That is fine, little one. I am unable to leave until the sun has set at any rate," Godric reminded me.

"Alright Godric. I'll see you soon," I smiled into the phone.

I thought I could probably hear the smile in Godric's voice as well as he said goodbye.

I turned excitedly to Evan as I pocketed my phone "Vetri! He's taking me to dinner at Vetri, Evan!" I exclaimed.

Evan gasped and a wide grin broke out across her face "Really? Lucky! What a first date!"

I flushed and nodded emphatically "You think it's a date? He didn't really say, but it has to be right?" I prompted.

Evan snorted. "Of course it is. So make sure you wear cute underwear!"

I scowled playfully at Evan. "I'm not going to sleep with him Ev!"

Nevertheless, I was much more conscious of what underwear I decided on when I got dressed for the night.

While I waited anxiously for Godric to arrive, I fiddled with the hem of my dress. I had been wanting an occasion to wear it for the longest time. If it had been a darker color I would have worn it to work but the soft blue would have clashed with the deep reds and blacks of Fangtasia. But it was short and fit my body like a glove. The neckline was made of delicate black lace that fastened at the back of my neck with two small buttons. The black lace circled the otherwise open back and it made a nice contrast to how pale my skin was. I was just about to start pacing the hall when there was a knock at the door.

I swung the door open to see Godric standing on the other side. All thoughts left my mind at the sight of him standing in front of me in dark slacks and a light blue dress shirt. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and the fabric was tight across his upper arms and chest to accentuate his muscles. The first couple of buttons had been left undone and showed off the smooth skin of his chest and the top of his tattoo. His pants fit as if they had been made specifically for him and I supposed it was possible that they had been. I wasn't used to seeing him in anything other than his loose linen clothes and I was floored by the change.

I had opened my mouth to greet him but couldn't find the words. Slowly I dragged my eyes back up to his face and was startled by his expression. Godric's lips were parted slightly and he was staring at me with wide, hungry eyes. I gulped nervously as his eyes slipped across my body. I could practically feel him looking at me. We hadn't even made it out of my front door but I was suddenly very glad I had worn nice underwear-if he kept looking at me like that, I had a feeling he might be glad I had later as well.

Godric cleared his throat and snapped his eyes back to me, a slightly guilty expression on his face.

"Good evening, Alyssa," Godric greeted, his voice rough.

I swallowed thickly and nodded. "Hello Godric."

"Shall we?" he invited, motioning down the hall.

I smiled and stepped out of the apartment. Godric offered me his arm so I shyly placed my hand in the crook of his elbow, my fingers brushing against the bare skin of his forearm.

"You look beautiful, Alyssa," Godric mentioned casually when he held the front door of my building open for me.

I flushed a deep red and couldn't help the pleased smile that spread across my face. "Thank you Godric," I hummed. "You look very nice as well. I don't think I've seen you in dress pants before."

Godric looked down at himself before looking back at me with a small smile. "No, I suppose not. I thought perhaps this would be appropriate tonight."

Godric opened the car door for me and waited while I slipped into the seat to close it behind me. He was in the seat beside me a second later and the car purred to life under us. Godric wove in and out of the traffic smoothly and we arrived at the restaurant much quicker than I had expected. The parking lot was crowded and I wondered if it would be very busy inside. Godric flashed around to open the door for me and offered his hand as I stepped out. I clasped his hand in mine and Godric smoothly interlaced our fingers. It was a very small thing and I thought it probably didn't mean anything to Godric but the small act made me happy.

"Have you been here before, little one?" Godric asked curiously as we approached the front door.

I shook my head no, sending several strands of hair tumbling over my shoulder. "I've heard great things about it though. Thank you for taking me here, Godric."

Godric smiled at me. "It is my pleasure, Alyssa. I will admit to having selfish motives. I am glad to have the time to spend alone with you. My progeny can be…over bearing at times," Godric confessed.

I flushed at his words. Godric wanted to spend time with me, just me.

A woman waited at a small podium just inside the door. She gave us a polite smile as we approached.

"For two?" she questioned, picking up two menus as she assumed that would be our answer.

Godric nodded slightly. "Yes, we have reservations, under Godric" he informed her.

The woman's mouth popped open into a startled 'o' but she recovered a moment later. "Yes of course, sir. Your table is right this way." She turned on her heel and directed us into the dining area.

Godric motioned for me to go first and placed his hand lightly on the small of my back. His fingertips brushed at the exposed skin of my back, causing shivers to erupt down my spine. I glanced back at him shyly to find him watching me.

The hostess stopped at a table and I looked around. We were tucked into the corner of the restaurant and though it was busy it still managed to feel private. Our table had a nice view of the city and since the sun had gone down it was lit up nicely. I thought it would make a nice picture and filed it away with the other places around the city that were beautiful at night.

I thanked the hostess and slid into the booth. It had been designed for two people as the benches were short, but the high backs and plush fabric made the table comfortable and private even though there was another couple in a similar booth behind me.

"This is really nice," I commented as I reached for a menu, "but are you sure you want to sit and watch me eat? You won't get bored?" I questioned, suddenly insecure.

Godric shook his head without hesitation, reaching for the drink menu poised at the end of the table. "I have yet to find myself bored in your company, Alyssa. And though etiquette has changed very much since my time, I believe dinner is a popular first date in this age?" Godric questioned, dropping his eyes to the menu in an almost shy fashion.

I was sure I was the color of a tomato. So it was a date then. And Godric was trying to impress me. Well he had certainly succeeded already. Not that I wasn't already impressed by him. "Y-yes, this is a good first date," I stammered nervously.

Godric glanced up at me and smirked when he noticed how much I was blushing. "You do turn a lovely shade of red, little one," he chuckled. I marveled for a moment at how quickly Godric shifted from a shy young man on a first date to a confident vampire and back. One minute he was shyly smiling at me and the next he was making me flustered as he teased me.

His comment only made me blush harder and I resolutely looked down at the menu to give myself time to get under control again.

Our waiter came by several minutes later to get our orders. When Godric revealed that he was a vampire, the man's whole demeanor changed. He glanced between us nervously and stumbled over his words. I frowned at him, wondering whether he was nervous to be serving a vampire, scared, or perhaps excited.

There was a strong vampire population in Shreveport and in the towns around it. Most people in the area had interacted with a vampire at one point or another. Perhaps, I thought, he had never had to serve a vampire before and didn't want to embarrass himself. I could remember how flustered I had been the first time I had served a vampire. He could have had a bad experience before as well, I reasoned, and was therefore cautious of Godric. He didn't know him in the least so how was he to say if Godric would be the type to threaten him or try to feed off of him. I found the last option my least favorite. He could be excited that Godric was a vampire. Perhaps he was hoping that Godric would want to feed off of him. The thought made me jealous even though I knew there wasn't much of a chance Godric would feed off of a human let alone a random waiter.

The waiter had turned to take my order and seemed like he was almost bracing himself for it. I ordered a glass of wine, and a ravioli dish that practically had me drooling just from the description. He seemed shocked that I had ordered a dish and glanced nervously between us for an awkward amount of time before he seemed to realize what he was doing.

When he had left I turned to Godric with a confused expression. "What do you think was bothering him so much?" I wondered.

Godric scowled after the waiter and shook his head in displeasure. I had never seen Godric look so disappointed. "He is worried about you," Godric grumbled. "At first, I believe he was simply nervous to be serving us. But now that he has realized you are human and I am a vampire, he is worried that I had lured you here to fool you into a false sense of security so I can take advantage of you," he told me, his voice tired and unimpressed. "I say that, because that is what he is telling his manager."

I gaped after the waiter. "Wow. Really? Who just assumes that because we are at a restaurant together? There are so many other explanations," I huffed.

Godric gave me a sad smile. "Unfortunately, most humans have a tendency to think the worst of my kind. I cannot blame them."

I pursed my lips at Godric. "I may not have met many vampires, but I've met a whole lot of humans. And they've been a whole lot ruder than most vampires I've met. I'm sorry Godric, it must be hard to deal with that all the time."

Godric shrugged. "It is something you get used to after a time. I only regret that we must deal with it tonight."

Our waiter returned with our drinks a moment later. He set my wine glass gently in front of me and gave me a pleading expression as if he was hoping I would leap into his arms and scream for him to save me. Instead I gave him an unimpressed look and turned away from him. He seemed surprised by my reaction and quickly set Godric's glass in front of him before scurrying away.

"Did you speak to your sister about Bael?" Godric asked gently.

I nodded my head. "We talked today. She took it really well. Better than I did, I think," I smiled. I took a sip of my wine and frowned at the glass. It had a strange taste to it.

Godric returned my smile "I am glad. Though I had no doubt that your sister would not be fazed by the news. I don't think there is much of anything that could come between you," Godric commented.

I agreed and took another sip of my wine, wondering if the strange taste would go away. It hadn't and I crinkled my nose at it.

"Is something wrong, little one?" Godric asked, tilting his head to the side.

I shrugged and motioned to my glass. "I'm not sure. It just tastes strange. My taste buds are probably just off tonight. I'm sure it's nothing."

Godric frowned and reached his hand out, pausing a couple of inches from my glass. "May I?" he asked. I passed him the glass, wondering what he intended to do.

Godric dipped a finger into the wine and flinched, pulling his hand back immediately. His fangs dropped and he hissed in pain. "Silver. The waiter must have put it in your wine," Godric explained.

I had never seen Godric's fangs before. They peeked out from under his top lip and pressed into his bottom lip. I once again was left with the feeling of being prey, except I wasn't sure this time if I wanted to get away or not. I knew I should be concerned with the fact that a waiter had essentially drugged me. But all I could focus on was Godric's mouth.

He seemed to realize his fangs were out because they suddenly snapped back and Godric was trying to catch my eye. "Little one?" He prompted "are you alright?"

I shook myself and took a deep breath. "Yeah, sorry. He drugged me then? So that if you bit me, it would hurt you. That has to be illegal right?" I demanded. "He can't just put things in my drink without my consent. What if I had been intending on feeding you?" The more I thought about it, the angrier I was getting.

"I am sorry, little one. Would you like to leave?" Godric offered.

I thought about it for a couple of minutes. I was working up to being royally pissed off at the waiter. But did I want to leave? I was looking forward to what had started out as a romantic date with Godric, and now that I had ordered food I excited to try it. So no, I decided, I didn't want to leave.

I told Godric as much and he raised his eyebrows in surprise. "But can you glamor him to make sure he doesn't put anything in my food? Or in your drink. What if there's silver in your drink?" I asked, realizing Godric hadn't taken a drink yet.

Godric gave his glass a suspicious look and dipped his pinky in to test it. When he didn't flinch but instead licked the blood off of his finger, I felt a little better. At least he hadn't tried to directly poison Godric. "I believe it would have been too obvious had he put it in my glass," Godric noted.

Our waiter came back to check on us and Godric took the opportunity to make sure that my food wouldn't have anything extra in it.

Still very angry about the whole thing, I decided the waiter deserved to be messed with a bit. While he was distracted by Godric, I untied his shoe laces and mentally held his pant leg to the ground so that when he turned, he nearly stumbled into the table beside us and his pants yanked harshly down. His reflexes were better than I had expected and he managed to catch his pants before they got very far but he still turned beet red and had to apologize profusely to the table he had tripped into. I made sure to watch as he walked by the hostess stand so that when the large stack of menus suddenly toppled over, he thought it was his fault.

I was satisfied for the moment and turned back to find Godric watching me with an amused look. "Your gift is quite useful, isn't it?" he teased.

I smiled guiltily. "I might as well embrace it right?"

Godric chuckled and reached forward to place his hand over mine. I watched with interest as his thumb stroked over my knuckles. "I am glad that you are. It is, after all, a part of you."

I flushed happily and smiled down at our hands.

When I had finished eating and had my leftovers safely placed in a small Styrofoam container, Godric led me out of the restaurant, his hand pressed lightly on my back. When we approached the car Godric reached around me to open the door. I turned, cornered between Godric and the car, to thank him for taking me to dinner. I was surprised by how close Godric was. There was barely a hand span between us. I looked up at him, startled, and found him gazing down at me with a calm smile on his face.

I gathered myself together to thank him. "Ah, thank you Godric, for taking me to dinner. It was really good. Aside from our waiter."

Godric shrugged it off. "I am glad you enjoyed yourself despite the troubles. With luck we will not have such problems next time."

The mention of a second date made my heart flutter in my chest. I had thought dinner had gone well but Godric could be so hard to read sometimes. He had seemed to enjoy himself but I hadn't been sure he would want to go on another date. I beamed up at him. "I'm sure we won't. Though it really wasn't a big deal. I'm just glad we realized what he had done."

Godric dipped his head in agreement but it brought us that much closer. I realized I had unconsciously begun to tilt my face up towards him and my stomach did nervous flips. Was Godric finally going to kiss me? How often had I thought about what it would be like and how it would happen? Godric's hand raised and his fingers brushed gently along my cheekbone to cup my jaw. His eyes met mine and held them as he bent down to meet me.

His lips brushed against mine gently at first and I pressed forward to kiss him more firmly. My hands raised of their own accord to press against his neck in hopes of holding him to me. Our mouths moved against each other and the hand against my jaw slipped back into my hair as his other hand wound around my waist, urging me closer to him. I didn't take much convincing and soon found myself pressed against the hard lines of his body. I couldn't help the whimper that escaped me as his teeth grazed along my bottom lip. He growled in response and pulled me tighter against him. The kiss was quickly becoming heated as Godric pressed me against the side of the car. My fingers dug into his shoulder and twisted into the fabric of his shirt.

"Godric! Looks like you have a tasty little date," a deep voice drawled.

Godric froze and slowly let me go. He gave me a hungry look that had a thrill shooting through me before he schooled his features into a neutral mask and turned to face whoever had interrupted us. I took several deep gulps of air in an attempt to calm myself down and peered over Godric's shoulder.

The man was tall and lean with sharp features and slicked back brown hair. His deep set eyes regard Godric and me indifferently but his fangs were down. I thought he was trying to look casual and unconcerned from the way he had stuffed his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket but his shoulders were tense.

"Nathaniel. It has been a long time," Godric noted, his voice low and warning.

Nathaniel shrugged and looked past Godric and to me. The corner of his mouth quirked up and he tried to lock eyes with me. "Tasty little thing. You feel like sharing for old times' sake?" he drawled.

"Alyssa is mine," Godric growled, his whole body tensing.

The strange vampire held his hands up as if in surrender but his grin only widened. "Yours eh? I remember when I had a sweet little human to call my own. Do you remember Beth? I certainly hope your little pet doesn't wind up like my Beth," Nathaniel sneered.

Godric growled in response "is that a threat, Nathaniel?" Godric demanded.

The vampire shrugged. "Why would I threaten such a pretty little thing? I'm just saying you should keep an eye on her. Never know what's going to happen when the sun comes up."

"If you attempt to lay even a finger on Alyssa, you will be reminded of what happens to those who cross me," Godric threatened. His voice was like ice and he was seething in front of me.

Even though his anger wasn't directed at me, I was still frightened. Godric's usually calm energy had morphed into a rolling ball of fury and power. It made me a little weak at the knees and I could see Nathaniel's forced nonchalance starting to crack. He was stiff as a board and the muscles of his face worked as he clenched and unclenched his jaw.

He forced a very fake sounding laugh and rolled his shoulders "I've heard you've gone soft, old friend. I just wouldn't want some old enemy to take advantage of that."

Godric took a threatening step forward. "Do I look as if I have gone soft, old friend? Or would you like to test these rumors?" he snarled.

Nathaniel stood his ground though his mouth pulled into a grimace and his eyes dropped. "Oh, you know I don't buy into idle gossip. Anyway, I must be going. If you aren't willing to share your dinner then I'm going to have to find some of my own."

Godric raised his chin and leveled the vampire with a look. "Mind your behavior while in my progeny's area, Nathaniel," Godric warned.

Nathaniel snorted and took several steps away from Godric. "Northman and I never did get along. Don't worry I'm on my best behavior."

I had the feeling that this vampires 'best behavior' was several steps below what was ok. He gave me the creeps and the way he was talking to Godric made it clear that there was a lot more to their story than he had been hinting at. Nathaniel turned on his heel and sped out of sight. I let out a relieved breath that he had gone but Godric was still very tense.

"Godric, who was that?" I asked, placing my hand on his shoulder.

Godric turned to face me, a frown etched into his face. "I will explain on the way. We must collect your sister and get back to the nest. There is much Eric and I will need to discuss."

I nodded, my stomach sinking with dread. Clearly, there was something much worse that Godric was anticipating than a creepy vampire threatening me.

I slid into the passenger seat and a moment later we were speeding out of the parking lot towards my apartment.