Paul pulled the car in front of the church. Lynn stood at the top of the stairs waiting for me with a great smile and waving as if we didn't see here. When Paul parked the car, I looked over at him to say wish me luck. Stepping out of the car, Lynn captured me in a hug saying she was so happy to see me. It wasn't like I saw her earlier that day. I fought the urge to roll my eye at her. Regretfully, I didn't succeed. I looked back at Paul. My eyes grew with fear, and my face showed the torment as Lynn drags me into the depths of hell. All I saw was him laughing as he pulls away. The bastard.

Lynn linked our arms together as we walk into the church.

"Today we are helping set up for the Lock-In tomorrow," Lynn explained. "We are gonna set up game stations for the church members."

She pulled me along to a classroom where a large group of teens and young adults sitting around tables laughing. Everyone worked on signs and other crafts for whatever was happening tomorrow. I followed Lynn further into the room. After introductions, I smiled and joined the group hoping that I will at least get an opportunity to explore.

I was asked to get more poster board from the basement. My head wanted to rest from all this chatter. Everyone was friendly and embraced me with open arms, but it was this Christian talk about loving one another and shit. Lynn pointed in the overall direction of the basement, and I left the room. Finding the basement was manageable. I looked around at the disarray that was the basement. It appeared the basement was a dumping ground for stuff. I dug around some shelves lined against the wall. I turned the corner.

Oh my god! Who does that? Seriously, who?! Who holds a vampire in a cage made out of chain-linked fencing? I was 100% certain that cage was not made out of silver. Unbelievable. I wasn't actively looking for him! See? This was what I deserve for trying to help. But honestly, I volunteered to come down to the basement to get away from all the praise Jesus crap.

I stood there for a moment staring at the vampire as he 'slept.' He sat on the floor in the corner leaning against the wall. He was handsome, very handsome. I couldn't believe how young the sheriff looked. It's hard to believe that this vampire was over 2000 year old with a face like his.

"Sheriff Godric?" I asked pulling at the gate to the cage.

The gate opened. You know that moment in the movies where the protagonist realizes that not everything is as it seems. Godric was not here against his will. I don't believe that the people here in this church were so incompetent that they leave the gate unlocked. I stepped into the cage.

"Sheriff Godric, can you hear me?" I ask.

I shook his shoulder to see if I could wake him up that way. My back slammed against the wall and I groaned in pain. The cold hand around my throat tightened. I couldn't breathe. The now conscious vampire sheriff was glaring at me with his fangs extended ready to sink them in to my neck. Suddenly, I could breathe again. I fell to my knees in front of the Sheriff with my hands holding my throat.

"Forgive me, child." Godric lowered himself to my level. "You startled me."

"Sorry Sheriff." I smiled. "Probably a bad idea to shake a sleeping vampire. My name is Georgi Raine, and I come from Save Haven. You know my mother as Celeste Smithson."

"Yes. I remember your mother and your grandfather." Godric rose top his feet. "Why are here child?"

"Well."

I explained to him how the King of Texas requested services from the Council, and how I came to be there. In the middle of my story, I heard screaming coming from the direction of the stairs. I looked at the Sheriff, and his apathetic expression didn't change.

"Wait here," I told the Sheriff as if he could go anywhere with the sun up.

I quietly walked in the direction of the stairs carefully staying out of sight of anyone. I glanced around the corner to see a bald gorilla-like man and the cult leader dragging the blonde telepath and some guy down the hallway. I turned the corner to see where they were going. The two creeps shoved the two captives into a cage similar to Godric's. I ducked behind a stack of boxes as the two creeps walked back around the corner. They marched past the boxes I was hiding behind and climbed the stairs. I covered my mouth to stifle my breathing so they wouldn't hear me. The talking gorilla said something about feeding the fanged monster one last meal before he dies. The good Reverend Newlin agreed with his man monkey say that the fangbanger would probably enjoy it. I took a deep breath and waited for a moment to listen to make sure they went up the stairs.

When I didn't hear anything, I ran back to Godric's cage where he sat back in the corner. He remained awake and alert, but he didn't appear to be concern about the blonde telepath calling his name or yelling out that Eric sending her. Instead, he continued to keep his grey-blue eyes fixed on me. I, of course, kept my eye on the vampire. If I didn't know any better, I would say we were having a staring contest. I raised one of my eyebrows almost asking what he wanted.

"That child is foolish to involve humans." Godric's sighed heavy with exhaustion.

"I did tell them to wait and not do anything while I look for you. When I met with your nest, they are the most unorganized quarrelsome group. You really need better staff." I sat in front of him crossing my legs. "When Hector, the King's envoy, arrived at your home, they were arguing about where to find you. They're the saddest bunch I ever met. I've only been here for two days, and I found you. They have been looking for two weeks with nothing to show for it except two captive humans. Who I, now, have to rescue. You know that you have the entire city - probably the whole state - in a frenzy. I mean, if a vampire as old as you can be captured, what will happen to the rest of them, right?"

"My intentions were not to worry anyone."

"Yeah, well, when you willing go off to join a cult and to be their captive, it's hard to believe you didn't want to worry anyone." I rolled my eyes. "It's not the best planned out suicide."

Godric looks a little surprised.

"Don't look surprised. It wasn't rocketed science to figure it out. The idiots left your cage unlocked." I smiled. "And if they are so inept to leave your 'cage' unlock, there is no way that they could have caught you. So the question is, why did you come?"

Silence.

"Seriously, you need to answer me, or I'll keep bothering you until I get my answers," I smirk in my thoughts. "One time my best friend was keeping a something from me, and I was not having it. And I continued to ask and ask trying to get it out of her." I move to my knees and crawl over to the Sheriff. "I finally had to threaten her after my questions went unanswered. I told her that if she did not tell me what she was keeping from me, I was not going to move my finger from in front of her face."

I then place my finger in front of his eye. Not close enough to touch, but close enough to annoy him. After what feels like hours, but was more like 5 minutes, my arm started to feel the strain, but I refused to give into him. He must surrender! I stared at him. He stared at me.

I can seriously keep this up for hours," I explain. "Star, my BFF, and I sat in my room for 6 hours doing this until she gave in. I have the forearm strength of Popeye doped up on spinach."

He remained silent despite my ramblings. Our staring contest continued. I swore that one corner of his mouth turns up in a small smile, but it disappeared too fast to tell for sure.

"I'm tired."

With those two words, I saw the years he lived appear. I didn't feel like celebrating my victory over an ancient vampire. Becuase what was there to celebrate? The vamp was suicidal. He somehow seemed to age physically without changing, or maybe I saw it in his eyes. He was depressed. Could vampires even get depressed? I guess they could seeing as I have the proof in front of me. Godric looked spent like everything he possesses is sucked right out of him.

I reached out my magic to him to see if his soul has experienced any trauma. When I could feel his soul, my warmth disappeared. My body was cold. So cold. I started to shiver uncontrollably. The shivers become so violent my whole body trembled. This feeling, this-this-I didn't even know that this was. It was as if the entire world's heat got sucked on to a black hole. There was no warmth left. No life, love, happiness. Just death and sorrow. I cowered over in pain as the self-loathing and torment hit me. I felt the vomit creeping up my throat. How can anyone live like this?!

"Are you alright?"

I didn't know the answer to that question. Something is wrong – very wrong. What is that thing?!

"Georgi?"

My head snaps around to see Lynn standing there holding the poster boards I meant to grab before my discovery.

"Oh. My. Go - is that a vampire?" Lynn goes into a state of shock.

"Lynn!" I was shocked to see her standing to there.

"I'll - I'm just - I - umm."

It appeared that Lynn is lost for words. I watched as Lynn turn and run away.

"Shit." I turned back to Godric. "I need to go check on her. Don't go anywhere."

Godric remained silent.

"I mean it. Stay." I commanded with a smile. "I'll come back to get you when it gets dark."

I didn't wait for his answer and ran to find Lynn. I raced up the stairs. When I reach the top, someone grabbed my arm and jerked me with force around the corner. Next thing I know, I get shoved into a closet. I noticed that it's Lynn, and she closed the door softly after looking out to make sure the coast was clear. She turned back to look at me.

"What were you doing with that vampire?" She demanded. "Why was that vampire here? Is that the missing Sheriff?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." I tried to play it off. "I just found him. I didn't even know that he was- wait, how do you know who he is?

"Don't bring this back around on me." Lynn frowned and suddenly whispered. "You're the one who was talking to him. Who are you and what were you doing with the Sheriff?"

"Wait, wait, wait." I didn't know what to say. "Are you aren't a vampire brainwashed cultist looking to kill the demons?"

Lynn laughed.

"No, I'm actually dating a vampire."

What?

"Well, we were dating before his change." Lynn had a small smile on her face as she explained. "After he disappeared, I couldn't believe it. I found him a few months later, and I realized that he hasn't changed. Not really. He just eats a little different."

What?

"He hasn't changed. He is still the same David that I know."

"So why are you here? What are you doing in a place like this?"

"I still live at home." Lynn rolled her eyes. "It's my parents that believe all this bullshit. I'm waiting for David's maker to allow me to move into their nest with David, but I have to wait. She wants to make sure that it is safe for me to be there. She doesn't want David to accidentally hurt me."

"I'm here to save that vampire," I confessed. "His people are looking for him, and they have asked my people for help to look for him. I didn't think that I would find. I wasn't even looking for him! I can't believe they are keeping him here inside the actual church part of this whole place!"

"Why would they send some 18 years old to find him?" Lynn demanded. "It seems dangerous to let you come in here all by yourself."

"Well," I began, "I'm actually 19 and a witch."

"What?"

"Yeah, I'm what you call an enchanter, kinda like a field agent, and we do this sorta thing," I explained. "When the King of Texas asked for The Council's help, they sent me."

"So you did this before?"

"Well, no, this is my first mission."

"Are there other mythical creature our there? David and I are gonna have a serious talk tonight?"

"Yeah." I shook my head at Lynn. "You are taking this surprisingly well. Considering, I manipulated you into taking me here."

"Yeah!" She looked all offended. "Were you just being nice to me just because you needed to get invited here?"

"Well, honestly, yes," I smiled apologetically. "I needed a way here so it didn't look suspicious. There's another group of humans that are looking for the sheriff that was literally just got caught. But I do feel absolutely awful because you are pretty awesome."

"You aren't just saying that to make me feel better are you?" Lynn narrowed her eyes at me. "Cuz I might just have to kick your ass."

"Puh-lease." I rolled my eyes. "I have no reason to lie to you. You are pretty great."
"Well awesome!" Lynn smiled. "So what do we do now?"

"We?"

"Like I'm gonna leave you to deal with this yourself." Lynn rolled her eyes. "You will need my help to get out. I know a perfect way, and we can even use my truck to not only get the Sheriff out but the others as well."

"We need to get him out tonight." I decided to accept her help.

Lynn agreed. "We needed to return to the group. We have been gone too long, and if we don't get back, they will send someone to come looking for us."

I nodded. We left the closet, and she handed me the poster board I was originally sent out to get.