"This room is amazing." I set my purse on the table that was near the door.

I was excited to see the room. The room was a high-end fancy suite! It's a freaking suite! Me being the teenager that I am quickly walked into the room just to check everything out. The room was huge! There was a sitting area with a large heather grey couch with matching plush chairs. The room color scheme included grey, red, white décor all around. There was a weird looking vase thing that was on a table that was under the TV. Who thought that thing was cool? I moved to the bedroom which was in a separated room altogether.

I entered the bedroom to see a king size bed. I wanted to do an Anne Hathaway from Princess Diary run and jump onto the bed. I restrained myself. I was going to conduct myself in a professional like manner at least in the company of Hector. The moment he left, that bed and my body have a date. Last, I went to check out the bathroom. The bathtub was enormous. It looked more like a hot tub for relaxing than bathing. I planned to take a bath tonight.

I walked back to the sitting area to see Hector standing next to the couch. He had 'I am so amused by you right now you adorable you' look. I noticed my large suitcase was next to the door. Sweet. I also noticed that there was a laptop sitting on the coffee table. I bet that Hector texted the hotel to have the computer here, but that's just crazy, right? Right?! Who texts a hotel? He is a vampire, and I shouldn't be very surprised if that is the case. This particular hotel caters to the undead. They get paid very well to make sure that the guests here are satisfied.

"I had them place a computer in your room when we checked in." Hector smiled. "You were too busy looking at the guests feeding in the lobby to notice when I asked. I do recommend that you don't mingle with the other guests. You look delicious, and these vampires here are just waiting to take advantage of you."

I shuttered at the thought. I won't be leaving this room during the night without Hector. I don't want to increase the risk of receiving a bite. It was crazy that men and women just allowed the vampires just to feed off grosses me out to think about teeth breaking my skin. I shuttered at the thought of having someone sucking my blood like a teen drinking slushy through a straw. I would never allow myself to become some fangbanger. No vampire will ever sink their fang into me.

"Don't worry, niña." Hector cupped my cheek with a chuckle. "I will protect you against the big bad vampires that want to snack on you."

I rolled my eyes and wanted to tell him that I could protect myself…at least for the most part. Getting attack by Blondie doesn't count because I didn't want to kill him. I could have taken him out if I wanted to. I choose not to. I nodded mentally, agreeing with myself even if I know deep, deep, deep down I know that if Hector was not there. Eric would have possibly killed me. I will, however, deny any of this until the day I die. I grabbed the shiny laptop and plopped on one of the chairs with a slight bounce.

"I need to figure out a way to get into the church without raising any more red flags. The last thing I want is to get caught and trapped in the place. And if it's true that there is a spy at the sheriff's nest, the church will be on alert for someone trying to come in." I opened it up. "I was thinking about finding someone who goes to the church and possibly befriending them. I don't want to show up at the doors alone because that would be suspicious as eff. Because if those nut jobs are alert, they are not going to believe that I am just a little innocent little girl looking to be saved."

"It could be feasible." Hector agreed. "We need to find someone that can be easily tricked or manipulated into taking you. I also believe that you will need an adult to come with you. If we can pass you off as a minor, it would lessen the risk of discovery. I can ask Paul to join us."

I nodded my head in agreement. If I can pass myself off as a minor, I would not be high on their radar. Why would a teenager be in Dallas alone? I could be here on vacation. Who goes to church when on vacation? If I said Paul and me moved here, it would look better.

Still, this could be a problem. I know that the cult is on high alert with the whole vampire in the basement thing. I required finding someone to take me to the church. A teenager would be preferable because they would be easier to manipulate, but I'll take a young adult. Easier said than done.

"We need to find a teenager who goes to the church." I finally said. "If can get them to invite me to the church, it would help minimize suspicions."

I wonder if the church has a Facebook page. I opened the top of the laptop and turned it on. Hector stood leaning against the wall watching me. I glanced at him. I really wanted to engage in a staring contest, but I decided it wasn't very professional. He raised his inquisitive eyebrow at me.

"Can I help you?" I teased. "Don't you need to, I don't know, do something?"

Hector gave a little chuckle shaking his head.

"No, niña. I am here solely to assist you. It is important to the king that we find the missing sheriff. I am also tasked to keep vampires from snacking on that pretty little neck of yours."

Oh.

"So, you just want to sit there at stare at me all night?" I really wanted him to leave.

"Seriously, all I am gonna do is stalk the cult on Facebook. Let's be real, though. They probably use Myspace. I am gonna see if I can find anyone to use to get into the church. Go. Find yourself a victim to suck. I'm sure you would rather do that than watch me creep on the internet."

"You cannot leave the room without me." He gave me a firm stare.

As if I wanted to. I repeated my thought out loud to him. It made him chuckle a little bit more.

"I am quite serious, niña. I do not want you leaving this room without me. It is for your own personal safety. Plus, I do not want to face the wrath of your mother if something were to happen to you. She is a frightening woman, and I never want to get on her bad side."

"I promise to remain here in the hotel room and save you from my mother." I rolled my eyes. "I'll just order some room service."

Hector had this look on his face. He doesn't know whether or not I would listen to him.

"For reals, like a super-duper promise." I stood up from the chair and walked over to him with the pinky sticking out. "I, Georgiana Raine, hereby pinky finger promise not to leave this room."

Hector laughed aloud. It was like a full belly laugh.

"I thought only children made such promise with their fingers." Hector smiled but still hooked his pinky finger with mine.

"I accept your promise, niña. Go ahead and order room service. It'll be charged to the room so order whatever you want. I will leave my cell phone number if you need me before I return."

Once Hector left me to go do whatever his un-beating heart desire, I set to work searching the internet. I started off by looking at Facebook to see if the Cult of the Crazy-Ass-Motherfuckers had any type of social media group. I was pleasantly surprised to see that they had a Facebook page. I look around as the page to hopefully find anything that would be of some use to me.

I paused for a moment because it was really quiet – too quiet. Someone in this building is up to something. I don't know what it is, but you know nothing good comes from silence.

My stomach rumbled, and I decided I need some food. All thoughts about someone getting up to mischief left my mind as I order something to eat. I needed to take my pants off. Pants are the worst. I brought my suitcase to the bedroom and placed it on that suitcase stand thing. You know that thing all hotels have. I pulled on my pair of sleep shorts and an extra-large t-shirt that I love to wear to bed.

Now that I was in comfy clothes, I went back to clicking around on the Fellowship of the Sun's page. I was looking at older posts when I saw a picture that was labeled 'Youth Sun Warriors.' The picture was a group of teenagers and young adults standing in front of what looked like a large cabin. I was in luck because most of the people who were in the picture were tagged in the picture. I felt like I hit the jackpot with this picture, and I might find someone who might be the perfect someone we are looking for. Before I was able to click on the profile, there was a knock on my door. After the worker announces room service and double check through the peephole, I opened the door to get my food. I am starving!

I clicked on Mary-Lynn Smith's profile as ate my room service pizza which wasn't half bad. She looked about 17-18 years old, and she looked very active in the church group. I was able to look at her Facebook page. I should have a chat with this girl about the dangerous internet. The things that this girl is posting. If I was some real creep out to kill her or something, I could do it easily. I sat there for an hour or two stalking this girl on Facebook. This girl really needs to change her privacy settings on her Facebook page. Any old weirdo can creep on this girl – not that I am a weirdo. A smile crossed my face as Mary-Lynn Smith just posted a new status a few seconds ago.

"I'm so excited for orientation at SMU! I can't wait for the next steps in my life to begin!"

I rolled my eyes and looked up SMU. Was I like that when I started school? I was in luck because the first hit in the result page was Southern Methodist University that was located in Dallas. I can't believe how lucky I was getting. I heard a knock on the door. I set the laptop down on the coffee table as I stood up to answer the door.

"Who is it?" I asked looking through the peephole to see Hector.

"It's me, niña." He answered. "Let me in please."

"I don't believe that I know a 'me.'" I smiled being all snarky. "I have been instructed not to open the door to strangers unless it was room service."

"Hilarious, niña." Hector sighed sarcastically with a lovely eye roll.

"Well I do know of one being that calls me niña, but his name is Hector." I continued still looking through the hole.

Hector smiled, places a hand on his chest, bowed at the waist with his other hand extended out to the side.

"Yes! It is I, Hector Del Vega!" He announced loudly. "I am here to seek an audience with the Lady Georgiana Raine!"I laughed out loud while opening the door. "Good evening, kind sir."

"Niña." Hector walked in. "I am pleased to see that you ate and followed instructions."

"Well, I don't want you to face the wrath of my mother." I teased closing the door. "She can be scary when she wants to be."

I went and sat back down.

"Good news." I grabbed the computer to show him. "Here is out we are gonna get into the church."

"At a university?" He questioned sitting down on the couch to look at the screen with me.

"What? No." I looked at the screen to see them in the web browser window was still open on the school.

I changed to the correct window and showed him. I began to explain to him that she was the best choice because of her age, gender, and the level of engagement she has with the group and church. I also explained the opening we had for meeting her at the orientation she'll be attending tomorrow, and we just have to figure out how I to get me signed up for orientation. Hector nodded in agreement.

"It's a solid idea." He was leaning back against the couch stretching his legs out in front of him. "I will take care of orientation. I will make sure that you will have a spot tomorrow."

"Great." I nodded. "I will need Paul to come with me and act as a guardian. Will you let him know that? We can meet early tomorrow and discuss the plan."

I gave Hector all the information about Mary-Lynn Smith I could so we could guarantee that I will be included in her group. I hope that this works because I really don't have a backup plan expect maybe storming the church like a medieval castle with a group – a troop – a no…an army of the undead? That makes it sound like I am going to attack the Fellowship of the Cult with a group of zombies, even though that would be totally awesome. But either way, it would be a bad idea just to go to the church with no plan because that is how people end up dead. The last thing anyone needs is a church full of people being slaughter by a whole bunch of vampires despite the vast majority of the churchgoers are a bunch of crazy bible thumping haters who just want to hate anything and everything that may be slightly different from them.

"Alright, niña." Hector smiled. "Get some sleep. We are going to have a busy day tomorrow. I will come and wake you up before the sun comes up so we can discuss what the plan is when Paul and you get to the school."

"Sounds great, Hector." I smiled.

"I am in room 716, which is right next store, so if you need me just call me on the hotel phone or come over." He opened the door to leave. "I'll come wake you around 5 am. Good-night niña."

"Good night Hector." I waved as he closed the door leaving alone once more.I yawned and put away the computer so I can get some sleep. I turned the deadbolt on the door. I grabbed my toiletries and went to wash my face because I know that if I don't I break out like a pubescent teenager. After I was finished, I turn the lamp that was on the nightstand in the bedroom. I returned to the sitting area to turn off the lights. I smiled. Running back into the bedroom, I jumped onto the bed with my face buried in the pillows. So fluffy. I turned off the light and crawled under the covers.