Drew held many bags whilst climbing the stairs behind Davina towards their flats.

"Ugh, I shouldn't have had the gelato after that steak." Davina groaned.

"Eyes were bigger than your stomach?" She laughed.

"Always! You had the same thing, how are you not in pain?"

"I didn't eat the giant cinnamon bun an hour before dinner."

"True." Davina huffed. "You and Casey were looking at the many books, and my nose got the best of me."

"Go get into comfy clothes and relax then. I know I'll be doing that." Drew sighed happily. "I've got a new book and it's begging to be read."

"Yeah, I'm going to loaf for a bit. Night."

"Night." Drew waved unlocking her flat.

She put her bags on the kitchen counter, kicking her shoes over to the foyer. She hung her coat, padding over towards her bedroom. She'd been out all day she was happy to be home. It'd been a very social weekend and she was ready to fall into her bed with a book in hand. She flicked on the lights undressing herself, tossing her bra at the hamper balled in the sweater.

She headed to the closet, slipping into an over-sized shirt and booty shorts. She washed up quickly, before crawling into her bed with a book. A simple romance between a shy librarian and her rich patron.

It was pure sex. She knew it. She'd picked it up for that reason. She'd been a little pent up all day. The aching that'd been in her core yesterday from Athena's gift never went fully away. She'd walked home with the desire boiled in her. Marcus had been a gentleman, walking her out of the castle, kissing her hand.

She'd texted Aro, asking him if he was free, apparently, he had a trial to attend that'd been urgently scheduled. She gone to bed tense. She'd awoken rested, but the fire was not gone. She got the knock at the door from Davina before she could do anything about it. Sure, she'd been distracted all day. It lingered in the back of her mind, an itch, she couldn't take care of.

She slipped a hand into her shorts, sliding a finger between her folds. Wet already. It was becoming a daily thing, this tension. She'd process the day, remembering how Aro complimented her. How he looked with his sleeves rolled up. How his lips felt on hers, the fire it always lit. Today was no different. She'd been brought to higher lands of desire yesterday. Athena's gift made her feel drunk, needing to drink something to quench the fire. She couldn't though. She needed to find herself release.

So, she went to the erotica section at the local book shop. It was discrete in the floral cover with a couple staring at each other. She was intrigued by the internal first page, a of a man leaning over a woman on a ladder in a library.

Drew swiped a finger over her folds, she was practically soaked. She gently pressed on her clit. What would it be like to have someone corner her in the library, like the one earlier today. If Marcus had been more forward? The library did have one of the rolling ladders. She bit the bottom of her lip, heart rate spiking. He was a tall man, she would need something to reach him, a practical prop.

Aro was a little shorter, but even he could tower over her. When he lifted her to meet his lips. She was caged in, safer…She rubbed counterclockwise circles around her clit, building herself higher. The fire building, spreading. If only he was here…

He'd whisper dirty words in her ear, while he held her back against him. Long fingers, touching her, slowly. He'd be the type of man to drag it out. Make her suffer… like he already had. Each time they were together recently, she'd found herself teetering on the edge. He would remind her who she belonged to, while sliding flingers into her. Enjoying the whimpers that would fall from her lips, in silent pleas. He'd make her vocalize her desire though.

He always sought her permission. She'd ask for release… No, she'd beg for it.

A knock echoed.

She jumped. Eyes widened fingers frozen over her clit. Her heart slammed into her chest, echoing in her ears. She was nearly there. She tossed her head back groaning.

"Who the fuck?"

A second set of knocks.

She grumbled pushing off her blankets off, padded over to her bathroom. She quickly washed her hands, before hurrying to the door. The cockblock could wait a minute. If they didn't she'd more than willingly stab a fucker. It wasn't late sure, but she'd told Davina good night. She wouldn't bug her without texting.

She threw open the door to her flat, glaring.

"Evening, Doctor." Aro greeted her.

What was he doing here? She stared at him for a few moments.

He raised his brow, a small smile curled his lips.

Why was he smiling? He was supposed to be in some sort of trial…

"Am I interrupting something?"

"Huh?" She shook her head.

"You are very flushed doctor," He noted, voice deepening. "You are taking deep breaths, to slow a racing heart. It is as if you have ran a marathon, yet you are in night clothes."

She scrunched her nose up. "I was just reading in bed—"

Drew cut herself off. Vampires' senses are heightened. All of them. Every single one. She clutched the door handle in hand. Oh… oh…

"Bye Aro." She squeaked, backing up.

She was about to shut the door when Aro stepped forward. He slid through it before it shut behind him. She barely registered it before he caught her chin tilting her gaze up to him. He didn't allow her to escape. His thumb ran over her left cheek.

"Doctor," his voice deepened, merlot eyes darkening. "My apologies, to showing up unannounced, may I offer to make up for it?"

Images of Aro down between her legs flashed before her eyes. She bit her bottom lip, feeling herself become wet once more. She nodded.

"Your words, Doctor," He whispered leaning down, lips hovering above hers. "I will not touch you until you do."

She looked up through hooded eyes, inhaling his intoxicating scent. Citrus, books…

"Please Aro,"

"When you plead so sweetly." He smirked.

She was about to roll her eyes when he lifted her up. She gasped.

Aro took advantage of her open mouth and kissed her. He entangled their tongues, teasing her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself up against him. The taste of him, sweeter than ever. Aro held her close, both hands on her bottom, massaging her cheeks. She moaned against his mouth.

She didn't realize they'd moved to her bedroom until Aro placed her down on her bed. She pulled back to breath, taking big gulps of air. He didn't keep away, pressing kisses to her neck, stopping to suck on the juncture between her shoulder and neck.

"Ah…"

"I have fantasized hearing your sweet cries of desire." Aro murmured.

She reached up running her hands into his long locks of onyx. He kissed down to her exposed collar bone. The dampened fire built again.

"May I?" He asked letting his fingers skim the hem of her shirt.

"Yes."

She leant up making it easier for him to disrobe her shirt. Her nipples hardened in the cool air.

"Beautiful."

He took both in hand, cupping them, rolling her nipples between finger and thumb.

"Fuck…"

"Patience,"

She bit back her snarky comment.

"You forget I can read you darling, in due time. I wish to worship you properly." He chuckled, running his tongue over her nipple.

She sighed.

He gave each breast equal attention, until she bucked her hips against her. He trailed down her body, open mouthed kisses each inch on soft brown skin. He traced her sides, memorizing each dip in her body, each curve he could hold. The blush that had been on her face, travelled to her chest.

He looked up to her, taking in each detail. The way her mouth fell open. The frustrated huffs from her while he lingered. He kissed her soft stomach, the pouch right above her mons pubis. He kissed along the waistline of her shorts, teasing her.

She lifted up, allowing him to pull them off of her.

He discarded them over his shoulder.

She bit her bottom lip, heart stammering the longer he looked over her. The intensity. She wanted to close her legs, but he was settled between them. He inhaled deeply.

"My sweet doctor, how delectable you smell." He cooed.

She opened her mouth.

"Ah!"

He ran his cool tongue over her clit, pressing down. She shuddered.

He didn't make her suffer, swirling his tongue around her clit. He held her in one hand and traced a finger through her folds.

She was already so wet. It made easy for him to dip his finger in, the long digit curled in and out.

"You taste divine,"

He added a second finger, pressing it in and withdrew it.

She groaned at the stretch.

He found rhythm, in and out. He laved at her clit, keeping her in place.

Drew's heart slammed into her chest. The fire burned higher and higher, spreading throughout. She was twisted tighter and tighter. She bucked against his mouth, she was close. Gods above…

Both hands yanked on his hair, trying to anchor herself. She wiggled around but was not able to escape the onslaught attack, Aro had an iron grip.

The edge inched closer… and closer…

"Aro!"

She screamed, tossed off the ledge. Body shuddering, as pleasure washed through each inch of her nerves.

"You are devastatingly beautiful, when you climax." Aro whispered, moving up from between her legs. He draped her across his clothed chest. "Do I earn your forgiveness, dearest?"

"Uh huh." She nodded, breathless.

Midmorning, on Monday, Drew stood in the university morgue. She had her clipboard and camera in hand. She'd spoken with Aro the night before, about the next steps for the four sets of remains they had. The first, was to arrange for the mummy.

The mummy being in good condition and had the most preparation to arrange. She'd advised she would be dealing with them first. She had x-rays for investigational purposes, and she would take photos for documentation. Then it could be sent back to Egypt. That was the mystery to her. Would she need to contact the Egyptian government to return the mummy? Aro thankfully reminded her of Amun.

His friend whose collection had been on display. So, he was called and would be here shortly. Drew put the clipboard aside on the counter, she pulled the camera up. She began snapping photos of the mummy laid out on the table before her. She made sure to take one from each angle she could. Above, below, side to side, she got as close to the fabric and such.

"Well, my friend, thank you for your time. I have enjoyed the honor, but it is time to get you back home where you belong." She shut off the camera.

"A beautiful sentiment Doctor," A voice interrupted her.

She turned looking over her shoulder. At the door of the morgue, Amun stood. He was dressed casually leaning on the metal door frame.

"Morning Amun, I didn't hear you knock. Apologies. I was taking some last photos, as best we could without further intrusion." She greeted.

"No apologies needed. I am sure whomever this is, would thank you for the care." He stepped up beside her. "I am glad to have been contacted about the mummy. It isn't often such an old specimen is returned to me. Especially in this fine condition."

"Of course, I'd be horrified to ruin them. They are delicate considering their age. We didn't wish to disturb the wrapping or internal, it'd be a bit disrespectful."

"Centuries ago, I would have not cared as there were many, but now they dwindle in numbers. The preservation is needed." He added. "They will be displayed back in Cairo, in the National Museum."

"How would you like the mummy packed?"

"No need to fret Doctor, I have a casket, and crate coming as we speak."

Two blurs appeared before them. Items in hand.

"Oh." Drew flinched, heart stumbling in her chest.

"Did Aro fail to mention, what we are? He advised you had been made aware." Amun paused, crestfallen beside her.

She blushed. That had failed to be mentioned. They'd discussed arrangements, while she was tired. She remembered meeting him a few weeks prior. How he'd been cool to the touch. He had the same pallor to his skin that every other vampire she'd met had. She studied his features, they were too perfect.

"Not explicitly, makes more sense though." She waved off. "It was the sudden movement I wasn't expecting it. Ignore me please, go ahead. If you need any help from me, please let me know. I need to put a few final reports together, for our file. Now that we've solved how they arrived here, we can properly put them where they need to be."

"We will be alright, please continue about. We will be out of your way momentarily."

Drew moved further into the room and removed the sheets from the two sets of remains. The once decayed partial mummy, no longer was on the table. An urn sat in its place, with a tag set on it. She jotted down David's concluding report.

He was to be laid to rest in the cemetery behind the castle. A plaque would join the bones, identifying the man. An approximate date of death. A dedication to a man who served the Volturi. She placed a hand on table, looking to the smaller skeleton.

The young boy. She frowned. It was a long shot, to find out exactly who they were. When they had been discarded to storage essentially. She couldn't leave it though. Once upon a time this had been a person. The boy had been a life. He had a name.

"What troubles you?" Amun asked, coming to stand beside her.

"Nothing major."

"You have stood here for a few minutes, surely it is enough."

"This boy, he has no name. I talked to Athenadora and Sulpicia about the bodies in the basement. They identified this man, as David. Each other had a story to them, except him. I know the half mummy did not have a name either but there was a story. I just don't want to write unknown boy, or John Doe for him." She explained.

"Chisisi, a name which means secret." Amun offered. "His true name, shall be between him and the Gods."

"Chisisi, it fits." She smiled. "Thank you."

"Anytime Doctor, thank you for returning the mummy to us. Until we meet again." Amun bowed his head to her, before leaving.

Drew finished typing up her reports, stretching looking at the clock on her computer. It was nearly nine in the evening, she'd been in the lab all afternoon, cleaning off artefacts and getting them sorted. The dirt that clung to a good few of them were stubborn. She hit print on the computer.

A few beeps echoed in response to the command.

She turned getting up. The machine flashed at her.

"Out of ink? Of course…" She rolled her eyes.

She got up exiting her office making her way down the hall to the supply closet. The door was open, and light on inside. She raised her brow. Did the janitor leave it on?

She paused.

A figure stood with a back towards them, holding too many packs of printing paper stacked in hand stood. The person put them on the shelves, organizing them. She watched them grab more from the few boxes on the floor, stacking them.

"Hey, do you need some help?" Drew asked.

The figure turned in a quick flash. Scarlet eyes zeroed in on her wide.

"Shit… No one was supposed to be in here." A feminine voice cursed.

"I wasn't keeping track of time, don't mind me. I'm here for ink." Drew pointed to the packages on the right of the woman. "If you just pass me some I can be out of your way—"

"No." The woman interrupted, flashing in front of Drew. "I'm sorry, but you've seen too much."

The woman grabbed Drew's arm in an iron grip. Pain exploded through her forearm. She practically dragged Drew down the hall of the university.

She tried to keep up, the pulling in her arm didn't give her a choice but to sprint. She didn't want to lose an arm. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up. Tears whelmed in her eyes. The vampire hit a dead end.

"Damnit, I thought this was the way…"

"If you're dragging me to the Volturi—"

"Fuck, how do you know that name?" The woman demanded, not letting go of her arm.

Drew didn't have time to respond.

A flash of black ripped the woman from in front of her and smashed her into the wall across the hall.

"You dare touch her,"

Drew's eyes went wide, ice trickled down her back.

"Master!" The woman croaked. "I didn't—"

Craaack!

It was deafening. Drew flinched, at the sound. In two thumps, she watched the body of the woman fly one way, and the head go the other. Eyes open wide, mouth still half open.

Drew's stomach churned.

The figure turned black eyes landed on her. Face twisted in a sneer.

Caius.

"You just…" Drew covered her mouth. "What the fuck?"

"Most would say thank you," He spat.

"Thank you, for what? Decapitating her?" She choked back the growing queasiness.

"You were in danger." He shouted.

"What?"

"She was about to kill you, are you so daft?"

"She wasn't." She urged.

"Did you not hear how she was panicking? Our guard is trained to kill any human they expose themselves to. While this guard was new, and should have ended you where you were, she was a moment from killing you." He snarled at her.

"I was about to explain to her I knew already," she argued. "You came in here deranged and tore her apart."

"There was no explanation you could give to stop her. She was not listening to you. I heard you two for a few minutes. I saved your life." Caius stepped within a few inches of her. "Is it so difficult for you, to be grateful and move on? Instead of arguing with me?"

She scrunched her nose up. Her heart was imprinting itself onto her ribcage, her body was shaking. Pain still shot through her arm. It was on fire if she was honest. She dared to look to her arm, her sweater sleeve was ripped. Finger holes dug into the thick material. The skin throbbed.

He was right.

She looked back to him.

Did he have to be a smug bastard about it? She squared up ignoring the ache beginning in her left shoulder. Damn him.

"Are you always a colossal dick?" She rolled her eyes. "You didn't need to step in. I know you've got a crush on me, but I'm not some damsel in distress."

He grabbed her chin stepping really close to her, he was bent over merely inches from her face. He bared his teeth. "Do not be delusional. I did not save you because I feel anything for you. I did it because if anyone is going to end your miserable existence it will be me."

He pulled away, picking up the head and body of the other vampire, before disappearing.

Why was he so good looking when being a smug bastard? No. she mentally slapped herself. She would never think of this asshat in such a way. She peeled herself off the stone wall and looked towards the way they'd come. Damn fucker left her in the middle of some hall, where she had no clue where she was. She didn't even have her cell phone.

a/n: Thank you for reading! I didn't mean to disappear but my glasses broke and had me delayed in writing.