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Blood Relations

By: Sherrybaby14



Author's note: So I know I started another story on here, but I've been having difficulty writing it and this story was just eating away at me. I think I am going to finish this first, but I promise I will finish the other one. It is brand new (i.e. takes place in a different world than my other one) but still more of the same (what can I say? I like wolves). Again it is a "slow roll" so no sex in this installment. As always your comments/feedback is much appreciated :) 

*****

The door swung open to a small loft apartment. Serena smiled and walked inside. It was warm and cozy, with a queen size bed taking up the center. A little kitchen was on the right, next to a door that led to what she assumed was a bathroom. It might be tiny, but it was much larger than the college dorm she was used to. 

"And here is where you will be sleeping this summer," Malcolm said. 

There was a set of french doors that caught Serena's eye. She headed over that way and pushed them open to a large balcony. The night breeze washed over her and she already knew these doors would be open whenever she was in the apartment. Malcolm appeared next to her on the balcony.

"No air conditioning," Malcolm said. "I know you're not used to Midwest summers, but they can become annoyingly hot and ridiculously humid. You should be able to get a decent cross breeze at least."

"It's prefect," Serena said. "What is that over there?"

Serena pointed to a group of people.

"That is the nightclub," Malcolm said. "You're far enough way that the noise shouldn't bother you."

"A town this small has a nightclub?" Serena asked. "No offense, but I'd never heard of Juliet Indiana, it's not on most maps."

"Our town is a bit of a tourist trap," Malcolm said. "I'm sure you will get a better sense of it tomorrow when you start work. Don't let the club distract you. I know you just turned twenty one this past year, but remember that is what you're here for..."

"Don't worry," Serena said. "I am so grateful for this opportunity. I know I waited until late to apply for...well anything... without this job I would have ended up waiting tables and losing money paying for a summer dorm. I won't screw this up."

Malcolm turned and looked at Serena. She examined his kind face. All of her interviews were done over the phone and when he met her at the airport this morning she wasn't expecting someone so distinguished or...young. He had the voice of a sixty year old, but she didn't think he was over forty with light brown hair that only had a touch of grey and warm blue eyes. 

He brought his hand up to her cheek and cupped her face. Serena knew she should be creeped out, not only he was a virtual stranger but her boss as well, instead the sensation was almost paternal. Serena winced at the thought. Malcolm sensed her discomfort and dropped his hand. 

"Tomorrow, downstairs at 9 AM sharp," Serena said. 

"Piper will be there to greet you," Malcolm said. "Just in case here is a set of keys. The gold one is to the office, the silver to your loft."

"Thank you again," Serena said. "You won't regret this."

"I know I won't," Malcolm said. "I will leave you to get settled. Sleep tight." 

Malcolm closed the door after he left and Serena let the air out of her lungs. Her first night alone in a strange town. She shrugged off any negative thoughts and went for her tablet. She realized she never asked about Internet, then glancing around noticed there was no television. Serena went for her phone. No service either. Determined not to let anything get her down she pulled up a saved playlist of downloaded music and hit play, before getting started on unpacking. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Serena's alarm went off at seven, but she was already in the shower. She dealt with the annoying beep until she washed the soap off of her body, then ran out to slide the alarm to the off position. When she headed back into the small bathroom she wiped the steam off of the mirror. Her blue eyes had small black bags under them. That meant wearing more makeup than she would have liked. Her long strawberry blond hair was already starting to curl. She had to blow dry it fast before it turned into an uncontrollable mess of waves. 

She was ready for work by eight. She picked a pair of simple black slacks that flared out, with black stiletto heels, and a white and black print top. The shoes made her look taller than the 5'1" she was and the top made her chest look fuller. Even though she was 21 people constantly assumed she was younger. She decided to forgo the blazer, since Malcolm told her the dress was business casual. Her stomach let out a growl and she regretted not asking Malcolm where the nearest grocery store was, or at least a coffee shop. 

Deciding she had some time to kill Serena headed downstairs. Her heels clanked on the narrow wooden steps, and for a moment She realized one slip would mean a broken neck. Maybe she would switch to the flats tomorrow. The door at the bottom of her loft opened up the street. Serena knew if she turned right the office was the next door over, but if she went left there was only a three block walk to the main strip. She decided to venture out.

Much to her surprise, the street was dead. Serena saw the nightclub Malcolm mentioned last night. It was a black building with no sign at all. She headed North. There wasn't a single soul or car on the street. She passed restaurant after unopened restaurant. There was a small fresh market, but even that was closed. Glancing across the street Serena spotted a coffee shop and broke into a smile. She didn't bother looking before crossing the street, the hours said 5-1, but when Serena pulled on the door it didn't open. Was this place open from 5 at night to 1 am? What sort of coffee shop had those hours? It didn't make any sense. 

Serena's phone started vibrating. The alarm she said for 8:45 went off. Oh well, she thought, maybe there would be a coffee machine at the office. 

When Serena made it back she unlocked the door and turned on the lights. Hawkins Accounting looked much more like an accounting office in the morning light than it had when Malcolm gave her the tour yesterday evening. 

It was a boutique space. With two large storefront windows and three desks along the walls with a conference room in the back. All designed so the screens faced away from the other parties. Serena didn't plan on playing much solitaire, but it would be nice to check her e-mail and facebook since there wasn't Internet anywhere else. She walked over to the desk that was hers and turned on the computer. 

The machine was old, but it had Excel and that was all she needed to do her job. She couldn't believe when the position showed up in her e-mail account just two weeks ago. Spending the summer in a new place converting businesses from paper accounts to electronics would be easy and it would look great on her resume. 

The computer clock read 9:04, but none of Serena's coworkers had arrived so she decided to goof off for a little bit. She logged into her facebook first, but kept getting an error message. Serena decided to deal with it later and instead checked her personal e-mail first. There was some junk mail, but as she scrolled down the screen she felt the color drain from her face. The subject lines read:

SLUT

WHORE

KILL YOURSELF 

SLUT 

SLUT 

SLUT

All of the senders were different e-mails, but she had a feeling who it really was. Serena closed out the page. She took a moment to catch her breath before reminding herself this was nothing new, she was stronger than this. Serena opened the browser again and went to her school e-mail. At least they hadn't figured that account out yet. She did see a message from facebook and opened it up.

Ms. Cole,

We regret to inform you that your account has been suspended for indecent behavior. You have thirty days to appeal your suspension before it becomes permanent. 

Thank you,

The Facebook Team.

Serena scrolled down the page where there were screen shots of her "indecent behavior". 

Serena Cole: Come on boys, who wants to ride this slut? 

Under the caption there was a pornographic picture.

Serena saw enough. She exited out of the browser. Someone obviously either hacked or just figured out her facebook password. It wasn't worth rejoining, they would probably do it again. It wasn't like there was anyone she wanted to keep in contact with anyway. She mainly used it to play games. 

It wasn't even 9:15 and Serena was already rattled enough for the day. Even though her coworkers weren't here, she thought she might as well get started. Malcolm showed her the file room yesterday. She figured she would start alphabetically with the active files. The last seven years needed to be converted. The first business was called Ace. Serena yanked the files before walking over to her desk and diving in. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Serena was so interested in her work she jumped when the front door opened. A woman about her age walked in. Her black hair was piled in a messy bun on top of her head. She had on a baggy tank top with a visible sports bra underneath and a pair of yoga capris with flip flops on her feet. Her face was covered with giant round sunglasses. 

"Good morning," she said. "You must be Serena. I'm Piper."

Serena glanced at the clock. It was 12:30. 

"I brought breakfast," Piper said. 

She dropped a white bag on Serena's desk and set down a coaster with two coffees inside, before pulling one out herself. 

"It's lunchtime," Serena said.

"Then I brought lunch?"

Piper walked over to one of the other desks. She leaned back in the chair and swung her feet up. 

"I know I'm late," Piper said. "So take that as a peace offering?"

"It's not a big deal," Serena said. "The phone never even rang, nobody stopped by. I got a lot done."

Piper pulled off her sunglasses, dropped her legs, and sat forward. Huge green eyes sparkled with mischief and her full lips spread into a giant grin. Serena realized Piper looked more like a model than an accountant. 

"What time did you get here?" Piper asked.

"Nine," Serena said. "Well a little before."

Piper burst out laughing. 

"Why?" Piper asked.

"Malcolm told me the hours were 9-6, with an hour for lunch," Serena said. 

"Malcolm?" Piper asked. "He hasn't set foot down here in years. Our hours are whenever you want them to be. As long as you get your work done you're your own boss. Me for example, today is Friday and the closer to the weekend the later I come in and the earlier I leave. Monday I will probably be in here around ten and stay until eight, because that way Fridays I can work from noon to three. You follow?" 

"Well I'm not actually working with clients," Serena said. "Just converting files to digital."

"Really?" Piper asked. "That's awesome! Once everything is digital my work will be cut in half!"

"Are you an accountant?" Serena asked.

Piper burst out laughing again. 

"I'm a book keeper," Piper said. "My mother ran this business and then she passed it down to me when she retired. All my training is hands on."

"Is it just you?" Serena asked.

"Basically," Piper said. "Between January and April I have two full time helpers. Work so hard those months I like to coast the rest of the year."

Piper stood up from her desk and started back towards Serena. She stopped and sat on the edge of her desk before opening the white bag and pulling out a donut. Serena heard her stomach growl. 

"I like what you're working with," Piper said. "But you're a little fancy. No need for formalities here. Eat a donut. You're already pretty tiny."

Piper handed Serena the donut she had just taken a bite out of. Serena didn't hesitate before grabbing it and taking a bite. The sugar felt rejuvenating. 

"Thank you for giving me the job," Serena said.

"I didn't," Piper said. "It was Malcolm's idea, but who am I to turn down extra help?"

"I was under the impression he was the owner," Serena said.

"He is," Piper said. "But he's the owner of a lot of businesses. The accounting firm doesn't make him money so much as monitors how much money his other businesses are making."

Almost as if on cue the door to the shop opened and Malcolm stepped inside. Serena thought Piper looked like she had seen a ghost. Her head bowed and Serena felt the need to stand up, but froze in her seat. 

"Good afternoon ladies," Malcolm said. "Piper I thought I requested a more formal environment this summer? After all Ms. Cole is an accounting major. I wanted to show her what a real firm looks like." 

Piper didn't raise her head.

"I asked Piper to go home and change," Serena said. "Wearing these heels and thick pants with no AC is a little too much. She just came back with lunch then I was going to change. It's easier to work in comfort and you did mention this is a tourist town. There are no clients scheduled to come in today either."

Malcolm broke into a grin and nodded his head. 

"Of course," he said. "I don't want you to think I'm smothering you. Just thought I would see how your first day is going."

"Wonderful," Serena said. 

"I know tomorrow is the weekend," Malcolm said. "I was hoping to have some activities planned for you, but unfortunately I have to head out of town right now and I won't be back until Monday. Do you think you will be able to keep yourself occupied?"

"I'm sure I will be fine," Serena said. "Thank you again."

"Just remember what we discussed," Malcolm said. "I don't want to see you lose your drive."

"I am here to work," Serena said. "Scouts honor."

She held up her hand and gave a nervous laugh. Malcolm nodded his head. 

"Thank you again Piper for making Ms. Cole feel at home," Malcolm said. "With that I bid the two of you adieu." 

Serena waved goodbye as Malcolm backed out of the store. Piper looked over at her with a huge grin.

"That was amazing," Piper said. "Thank you so much. He sent me a letter with the formal requests and I thought it was my stupid brother playing a prank. I owe you one!"

"It was no trouble," Serena said. "You brought me lunch...or breakfast!"

"That hardly makes up for it," Piper said. "I know what I can do for you! I'll take you out tonight. Show you around the town!"

"You heard Malcolm," Serena said. "I'm not supposed to get distracted."

"As your boss I promise you have every Saturday and Sunday this summer," Piper said. "I'm sure he just doesn't want you partying during the week. I mean, he knows you're young."

A big part of Serena was screaming no, but she glanced at her computer and the memory of all the e-mails came flooding back. Right now Piper was her only friend in the world, and she desperately wanted that relationship. Serena nodded her head.

"Great," Piper said. "Then I'm going to head home and take a nap. You're in the loft right? I will be by at 9 and we can get ready together." 

"Isn't 9 a little late to get ready?" Serena asked.

"This is a nighttime sort of place," Piper said. "You actually look pretty tired. Why don't you head upstairs and take a nap until then too. Pretend I didn't ask that, instead I ordered it as your boss."

Piper let out a giggle, but Serena knew she was serious. Malcolm had left for the weekend, and she did get much further ahead than originally planned. Serena nodded her head and shut down the computer and grabbing the bag of donuts Piper had left on her desk before exiting the building.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

He had to make sure there was no noise whatsoever. If he were noticed his plan would fail. Adam pushed open the door only slightly before crawling on his stomach inside. He heard the occupant stir and momentarily stopped himself. Once the breathing returned to normal he continued his crawl. As he reached the bed he pushed himself up on his knees. Adam brought the two metal discs up with his hands and steadied himself before banging them together with full force. 

"AHHHHHHH." 

A shrill scream escaped Piper's mouth and Adam fell over laughing. He watched her look around her bedroom furiously before looking down at him. She stood up from the bed and gave him a furious kick in the side.

"Ass!" 

"You're the one who asked me to wake you up," he said in-between laughter. 

"Why did I let you move in with me again?" Piper asked. 

"Because you're a good sister," Adam said. "And you love me."

"You're still an asshole," Piper said. "Did you at least make coffee?"

"There's a pot in the kitchen," Adam said. 

He hoisted himself off the floor and followed his little sister to the caffeine. 

"Are you coming to the club tonight?" Adam asked.

"Probably," Piper said. "I'm taking out my new employee."

"Oh yea," Adam said. "I forgot about that. Why?"

"She saved me from looking like an ass in front of Malcolm," Piper said. "I figured I owed her one."

"Malcolm came by the shop?" Adam asked. "Why?"

Piper shrugged.

"I thought it was weird when I got an employee without asking for one or choosing one, then I thought it was stranger when she was from outside the pack, then even stranger when I found out she is a human. Now Malcolm's interest in her makes even less sense." 

"There's humans all over the town," Adam said. 

"Yea," Piper said. "But not like this one. There's something weird with her aura."

"So you're a gypsy now?" Adam asked. "Is she hot?"

"Oh no," Piper said. "You stay away from her. If Malcolm has any interest in her you need to head in the opposite direction."

"He's not the Alpha or anything," Adam asked. "And in case you forgot I have a clean bill of health and an officially reinstated."

"I know," Piper said. "But I also know how you tear through women, and if you do anything to hurt this one Malcolm won't hesitate requesting your dismissal...AGAIN."

"I make no promises," Adam said.

"That means you're going to fuck her just to fuck with him," Piper said.

"Your words," Adam said. "Not mine."

"In that case we're not going to the club tonight," Piper said.

"Because I'm sure every other establishment is filled with people your age and free drinks," Adam said. "I got to get in the shower. I'll see you later tonight."

Adam left his sister in the kitchen before heading towards his room. A small smile grew into a huge one. His sister was right. Anything he could do to piss off Malcolm was appealing.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Serena woke up to a loud knock on her door. She let out a groan as the pounding continued. Her eyes adjusted to the dark and it took her a moment to remember where she was.

"Serena are you in there?" Piper yelled through the door. "Your place looks dark from the street."

She picked herself up off the bed and started towards the door, flipping on the main light in the process. When she opened the front door Piper stood there with a huge duffel bag and another white bag. She walked around Serena and let herself into the apartment.

"It's been years since I've been up here," Piper said. "It looks the same. Here."

She handed Serena the white bag.

"I figured since we had donuts for lunch we could have subs for dinner," Piper said. "Always good to go out with bread in the stomach anyway."

"How are you so cheery?" Serena asked.

"Because I woke up an hour ago," Piper said.

Serena rubbed her eyes. Piper's hair was already sort of done. It was only chin length and she had bangs that were let down. Serena's hair was still straight. It was so long it would take her hours to curl it. She knew right then that was not in the cards for tonight.

"I brought some clothes and makeup too," Piper said. "In case you didn't have the right attire."

The corner of Serena's mouth turned into a small smirk. If there was one thing she knew she had the right attire for it was going out.


Blood Relations Ch. 02



Author Note: Hope you continue on with my story! I would love to hear where you think it's heading! Sorry for making you wait so long for the smoochy-smoochy, but the characters just aren't quite there yet. I hope when it happens you will find it worth the wait! Happy reading :) 

*****

Adam felt like beating someone or something up as he walked away from Serena's loft. What the hell was that about? He ran his hands through his hair. He knew it was his fault. She didn't give off the easy vibe. He pushed it too far. The whole night was wasted. He put forth all that effort for no reason. Buttering her up, acting like he was interested in what she was saying with nothing to show. He was back to square one with her. Even lower, more like square zero. 

He pulled out his phone and for the first time in months started typing in Josephine's number. He was about to hit send, but his brain realized what he was about to do and put a stop to it. He deleted the numbers, hating the fact that he had it memorized. Maybe he was just as weak as Piper suggested. Adam stopped walking and tried to focus his breathing. He debated on calling Kyle, but didn't think it was that serious. Instead he pulled up Lance's phone number. 

Where you at? Adam texted.

My side of town. The Stakeout. Lance responded.

Adam always thought that was a stupid name for a bar, but vampires seemed to love their puns. He made his way through the wolf section, keeping his head down. 

"Hey," someone yelled. 

Adam looked up to see John walking towards him. Adam kept walking.

"Parrish," John yelled again. 

"What?" Adam said back.

"Why were you with that human earlier?" John asked.

"What do you care?" Adam asked his former friend. 

"This is your first summer back," John said. "We don't want any extra attention. You know the rules."

"So now we're not allowed to fraternize with them? Since when?" Adam said.

"No," John said. "We're not allowed to hurt them. She's going to be here all summer. Not some one week and gone type." 

"What does that matter?" Adam asked. 

"I told Malcolm I would keep an eye on her," John said. 

Adam stopped walking. He spun around to face the lanky Were. 

"What's Malcolm's interest in her anyway?" Adam asked. "Why would he bring a human here for the summer?"

John shrugged.

"I don't question Malcolm," John said. "Just follow orders."

"Well when he gets back tell your master I took his precious human on a nice date and then fucked her brains out all night long." 

Adam watched John squirm, not knowing how to respond. Adam turned and continued his walk towards Lance. He wished he didn't need to be part of a pack, but everyone knew going rouge meant losing your mind, Adam better than most. Those few months were terrible. Adam would rather keep his sanity and stay here with these sheep than risk that again. 

Piper always kept him grounded and made sure that he was just active enough not to draw the wrath of the Alpha. Adam didn't want to think about how he was going to accomplish that if she left with Thomas. He shook his head, it wouldn't happen. No matter what Piper thought Thomas was not her mate, just some fling.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Lance was waiting outside the vampire club and ushered Adam in before the line. 

"You know I am part owner of this place too right?" Adam asked.

"I know that," Lance said. "But I doubt the lowly bouncer does."

It was Adam's idea that the town needed more venues geared towards the younger crowd. It started with Lunbar, the werewolf club. More "mates" had found each other there than any other place. Soon the Alpha encouraged him to open a similar establishment that would attract vampires. The Stakeout proved a success and two other clubs followed. One meant for the woodland supernatural and another that served as a catch all. 

The Stakeout was much different than Lunbar. Instead of a dance club this was more of a lounge. There were no windows and blue lighting giving the place the feel of a speakeasy. A small stage came out over the dance floor where a beautiful woman in a skin tight dress sang songs that came from another era while a man played the piano behind her.

"You want a drink?" Lance asked.

"I feel underdressed," Adam said.

"That's because you are," Lance said. 

Adam watched him take a sip of his martini. 

"I'll have one of those," Adam said. "And a shot too." 

It took an awful lot to get a werewolf drunk on liquor alone. There were some spices and wildflowers they could add to the drinks to intensify the effects, but Adam doubted any were down here. Lance went to grab Adam his drink while he went to one of the tables at the back of the club. Lance didn't take long to walk over.

"What do you put in your drinks so you can get drunk?" Adam asked taking a gulp of his martini. 

"The blood of a drunk person," Lance said. 

He gave a smile and took a sip of his martini which Adam now noticed had a pinkish hue. He grimaced, but Lance just shrugged and took another drink. 

"I can tell you ignored my suggestion," Lance said. "How is the baby doll?" 

"Don't call her that," Adam said.

Lance set his drink down and turned his head to the side, pressing his lips into a smile.

"You like her," Lance said.

"No," Adam said. "I just find it creepy when you refer to the chick I'm trying to bang as a child's toy."

"I take it tonight wasn't a success?" Lance asked.

"I pushed her too far," Adam said. "She threw me out." 

"How could any girl resist the charms of Adam Parrish?" Lance asked in a sarcastic tone.

"You've been around forever," Adam said. "Or at least a couple hundred years. You must have learned a thing or two. How do I work this girl? And fast?"

"Times may have changed, but women do not," Lance said. "They are all different. From what I've seen about this one you have to get her to open up."

"Why?"

"Clearly she has trust issues," Lance said. "Get her to trust you. Then she tells you her problems and then you swoop in and she welcomes you with open arms."

"I couldn't get her to talk about anything personal," Adam said. "She only seemed happy when we weren't talking about anything."

"Be her friend first," Lance said. "No touching, no romance, just keep hanging out and it will come naturally."

"That could take all summer," Adam said. 

"If you really want to speed it up, share something with her," Lance said. "But you could always do the noble thing and just leave the girl alone."

"Who knows when another opportunity to piss off Malcolm will present itself?" Adam asked. The smile spread across his face. "I can't pass this up." 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Serena poured herself a bowl of cereal. Her dreams were plagued with the same scene from the night before, only this time she didn't manage to get ten hours. It was barely seven AM and she knew her day was in full gear. She told herself it was for the best, that way she wouldn't get too used to sleeping in. 

Feeling too tired to go on a jog Serena decided to just head down to the shop and start working some more. She had no desire to be such a workaholic, there was just nothing else better to do with her time. 

She tried her hardest to get work done, but thoughts of Adam and last night continued to plague her mind. At first she thought she had overreacted, but then decided Adam had no right to touch her without asking first, let alone kiss her. Life was so much easier a year ago. She had friends, family that loved her, a long term boyfriend that she was certain was her destiny. A tear started to form in her eyes. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Four Months Ago

Serena thought it was almost cruel to call second semester the Spring semester. January was coming to an end, but February didn't look like it was going to be any warmer. She was used to harsh winters, but before coming here for school she always thought it was hot year round in this state. 

Someone was handing out flyers. Serena kept her head down. Even though she had been here for almost a year she didn't bother creating a social life. She went to a community college for her first two years, and spent her first semester here with an overload of courses so she could graduate early, then move back home to her family, friends and boyfriend. That was the main reason she chose this college. It was five and a half hours away from home, but one of the only universities that would let her finish her degree in just a semester and a half. She would rather deal with the distance for eighteen months than stay closer but go to school longer. 

While her decision was logical at the time, now it seemed completely insane. There was no more home. In fact, this was home now, where Serena didn't know a soul. 

"Party tonight," the person with the flyers said. 

He stuck one right in her face. She shook her head no. 

"Come on," he said. "Pretty little thing like you? Great opportunity to meet some people. Make new friends?" 

Serena turned and looked at the guy handing out the invitations. He smiled down at her. His words rang in her mind. Make new friends. That was one of the things her doctor encouraged. Serena checked out the flyer. The apartment building wasn't very far from her dorm. 

"Maybe," she said. 

"I'll look for you when you get there," he said. "Or if you want to look for me just ask for Jacob."

He gave her a wink and walked away. Serena looked down at the flyer. She didn't see any harm in checking the party out. After all, she was twenty one now. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The sun was starting to set. Serena had worked the entire day without eating, yet again. She was very pleased with her progress this weekend and had a feeling Malcolm would be too. She couldn't wait until tomorrow when Piper came in and gave her the scoop on her weekend. Serena wanted to hear all about what happened with Thomas. 

She was about to turn off her computer when a knock on the window startled her. Serena turned to see Adam standing outside. He lifted his arms and showed a picnic basket. Serena knew she should tell him to leave, but a big part of her wanted to spend time with him. She finished shutting down the computer before grabbing her keys and walking outside, locking the shop up after her.

"What are you doing here?"

"I decided apologizing with food worked well last time," Adam said. "So why mess with what works?"

Serena rolled her eyes.

"I really am sorry," Adam said. "I shouldn't have pushed you. Truthfully, I like spending time with you. Even if it is just as friends."

"Really?" Serena asked with sarcasm and a raised eyebrow.

"Cross my heart and hope to die," Adam replied. "Do you want to eat your picnic dinner now? Or we can wait until later."

"I forgot to eat lunch," Serena said. "So the only reason I'm choosing to believe and forgive you is because I am starving."

"How can you forget lunch?" Adam asked. "I don't like that. If you keep it up I'm going to have to start preparing all your meals for you."

"Do you want to eat upstairs with me?" Serena asked.

"Maybe we can set up a blanket on your balcony," Adam said. 

They started up the stairs and Serena hoped she wasn't making a huge mistake.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Adam made sure to keep at least two feet between them at all times as they spread out on the blanket on her balcony. It wasn't that difficult as long as he continually reminded himself seducing her was different than other girls. The conversation stayed light, talking mainly about movies and books. 

"Why wouldn't I have read A Farewell to Arms?" Adam asked. "I went to High School."

"You seem more like a cliff notes sort of guy," Serena said.

"I take offense to that," Adam said. "Hemmingway was a man's man. Even his love stories are masculine." 

"Most people think that story is boring," Serena said. "But it's my favorite."

"It's so sad though," Adam said. 

"Maybe I'm just a sad person," Serena said. 

Adam watched her drop her head. He had a feeling this was his in. If he shared then she would share, and then she would share her bed. He took a deep breath. 

"Two summers ago a girl came to town," Adam said. "Her name was Josephine. It was love at first sight for me, or at least lust. After the first week she sort of moved herself into my apartment. I didn't mind. But she had a drug problem, kept insisting it wasn't a problem. Flash forward a month and I had a drug problem, but kept insisting it wasn't a problem."

Serena lifted her head and looked at Adam. She didn't look horrified. Instead she looked concerned. 

"Piper held an intervention," Adam said. "I was given an ultimatum. Kick Josephine out, go get help, or be thrown out of the town." 

"What did you do?" Serena asked.

"I left town with Josephine," Adam said. "But that meant I left my businesses and apartment. She realized I didn't have any more money so she left me for someone else to support her habit. I came crawling back with my tail between my legs. Hawkins sent me to Montana, a rehab clinic. I will be a year drug free next month." 

"That's rough," Serena said. "How could they kick you out of town?" 

"Strong community watch," Adam said. "Just trust they can. Since I came back not everyone has been very welcoming towards me. Some people thought it was stupid for Hawkins to send me to rehab after I said no. Then some people thought it was wrong he let me retain ownership in my clubs."

"So Hawkins Corporation is owned by a real Hawkins," Serena said. "I thought it might have been just a name. He sounds like a good man. Especially since he was willing to see what a good person you are. People make mistakes. After all, we're only human."

Adam nodded. Of all the things to call him, good didn't seem to fit the bill. He was far from good. He didn't understand how she got that out of the story. 

"What drug were you addicted to?" 

Nigthshade, of course something like that didn't exist in Serena's world. Adam decided to keep it vague. 

"One of the really bad ones," he said. "I still struggle with it all the time. I probably will for the rest of my life." 

"It's better to struggle and live then give in and die," Serena said.

The main reason he shared his story was to get her to open up, but now he didn't really care if he got anything back. It was a strange feeling for him. She looked him square in the eye and he almost wanted to stop her from talking, it felt like he was stealing one of her secrets.

"I've only ever kissed three people," Serena said. "My boyfriend Charlie, this guy named Jacob, and you."

"You have a boyfriend," Adam said. "I didn't realize."

That was an easy answer to his struggles with her last night.

"No," Serena said. "He died. It still feels wrong to call him an ex though."

"Oh," Adam said. "I'm sorry." 

"I turned twenty one in January. My parents planned a surprise party for me at my favorite restaurant. That way I could have my first legal drink surrounded by everyone I loved," Serena said. "I knew about it though. My friend Stacy had a big mouth. I was running late, since I took too long to get ready. I wanted to look perfect. I'm one of those girls who enjoys styling hair, picking out clothes, that sort of thing. I know it's shallow, but at the time I didn't care."

Adam could see the tears welling in her eyes. He wanted to comfort her, tell her she didn't have to continue, but she sucked back her fears and kept talking. 

"I parked my car," Serena said. "And started walking towards the restaurant. I was just across the street. My parents lived right outside Fort Collins, Colorado. That's where I went to high school and community college, where all my friends were. The winter wasn't particularly bad, but that caused a lot of melting and freezing snow. There was black ice everywhere. A truck, wasn't even speeding, hit a patch. I watched as they lost control. I was so sure I was going to die, but then it spun away and straight into the restaurant. The entire building collapsed."

"Did anyone survive?" Adam asked, knowing the answer.

Serena shook her head. 

"You know that's not your fault," Adam said. 

Serena nodded her head. 

"I should have been there," Serena said. "I was running late. Everyone who I loved, hell most people I even knew better than a casual acquaintance were in that building. I really am all alone." 

"No," Adam said. "You're not alone."

He broke his own rule and reached out, pulled her down to him so her back was against his chest the held her tight to him. 

"I really am," Serena said. "And the last five and a half months I've been getting used to it. I don't want anyone else in my life at the moment. It's just going to ruin things." 

Adam listened to her words, but he didn't let her go and she made no effort to move away. He wanted to soothe her, but knew he could do nothing more to comfort her than to hold her while she let the tears out. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Serena awoke to her alarm the next morning. She was fast asleep in her bed, the covers tucked up to her chin. Last nights memories came crushing down on her. The balcony with Adam. She shouldn't have talked so much, she probably freaked him out. 

She wanted to hit the snooze, but didn't think she would get much more sleep anyway so she stretched and got out of bed, turning off her alarm in the process. She noticed the French doors were still open and for a second wondered if Adam was still out there. Then she spotted the box of cereal on the counter. There was a note scribble on her cheerios. 

Little miss,

Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Don't make me have to start spending the night to make sure you eat it. 

XO XO

Adam

Whatever embarrassment Serena was feeling vanished. She leaned against the counter staring at the box while she tried to ignore the butterflies in her stomach Adam's note was causing her. 

After eating breakfast and taking a shower Serena pulled on a pair of orange linen shorts and a long sleeved white t-shirt. It was more formal than Piper's attire on Friday, but not as professional as Serena thought an office setting required. She would give it a try today though. She left her hair down and wavy, a look she normally hated. Her makeup was minimal with one coat black mascara and a little pink lip-gloss. She put on a pair of flat gladiator sandals that were tan and pretty much went with everything. Checking herself out in the mirror Serena decided she looked good enough. 

She walked over to the door and gave the handle a tug. It didn't open. She looked at the deadbolt, confused how Adam would have left with the door still locked. He couldn't have closed it from the outside without a key. Serena shook her head and decided she must have locked it right when she woke up in her sleepy state. 

When Serena got to her desk and turned the computer on she was surprised it was only 8:20. She decided right then and there to pick up a hobby, or at least set her alarm for later. There was no urge to check her e-mails or even look at news websites. Instead she wanted to dive right into the day, hopeful that the time would fly by until Piper showed up. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

It was after noon, but Piper had yet to make an appearance. Serena was getting scared, she mentioned she got in around 11 on Mondays. When the sound of the door opening filled the office Serena perked up, but then saw Adam walk through the doors with two bags in his hands.

"Someone is not happy to see me," Adam said.

"Have you heard from your sister?" Serena asked. "Is everything alright? I wanted to call her, but I don't have her number."

"She's fine," Adam said. "I just left the apartment and she is happy as can be."

"Oh," Serena said. "Is she coming in?"

"I doubt it," Adam said.




Blood Relations Ch. 02



"It would have been nice if someone had told me that," Serena said. 

"She's not used to working with anyone," Adam said. "Don't hold it against her."

"Is she sick?"

"Something like that," Adam said. "As promised I brought you lunch."

Adam pulled two sandwiches out of his bags and handed one to Serena. He sat down on the corner of her desk, before pulling out two pops and setting them in front of her. 

"I wish there was somewhere to eat outside," Serena said.

"You get an hour right?" Adam said. "We can walk to the closest picnic table. It could be nice?"

"And just leave this place empty?"

"I'm not sure if you noticed," Adam said. "But it's not like you get a lot of walk-ins. This place is just one of the many cogs in the Hawkins' empire that keeps things running smoothly."

Adam snatched the sandwich out of Serena's hands and started packing the bag up again before she could protest. It didn't seem right to just leave this place empty, but she couldn't think of a reason why not. She followed Adam outside and locked up the shop before letting him lead the way. 

Surprisingly the nearest outdoor spot wasn't very far. Only a couple hundred feet behind the building. Adam jumped on one side on the table and re handed out the food and drinks. 

"Isn't this early for you?" Serena asked.

"Not by much," Adam said. 

"Sorry about passing out on you last night," Serena said. 

She needed to get that out. It was annoying her holding it in.

"Hey," Adam said. "You have nothing to apologize for. Last night meant a lot to me. It feels nice to have someone to talk to. Thank you."

This was not the response she expected from Adam, but Serena nodded her head in agreement. Maybe he wasn't such an ass after all. 

"Did you and Piper make up?" Serena asked.

"No," Adam said. "We won't until she comes to her senses. I've been sleeping at Lance's, but running home to check on her and change my clothes." 

"You guys will get through this," Serena said. 

Adam shrugged. Serena took a bite of her food and then decided to change the subject.

"So you have to work tonight?"

"Yep," Adam said. "I get to open, yay me."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"Mondays aren't the busiest night, but every night we make some money. Opening means you have to get there at six, and there aren't a lot of people scheduled, so we tend to work pretty late. I'm guessing I will get let go around four."

"The club opens at six?" Serena asked.

"No," Adam said. "We don't open until ten. So that means four hours of bar prep with zero tips. Great way to start the work week."

"Do you have a set schedule?"

"I have Saturdays off," Adam said. "Then the club is closed on Sundays, but the other days I know I work, just not always sure on what hours I work."

"I bet you have some great stories though," Serena said. "Working around all those drunk people."

"Oh man," Adam said. "You wouldn't believe some of them..."

Serena leaned back and enjoyed listening to every detail that came out of Adam's mouth. By the end of his tales she was in stitches. Her phone started beeping, breaking up their laughter. 

"Someone calling?" Adam asked.

"I get zero service anywhere in this town," Serena said. "This is pretty much just a clock now."

"There's really only one provider who covers the area," Adam said. "Why is your clock beeping?"

"Because it's been fifty five minutes," Serena said. "I need to get back before the hour is up." 

"You are a stickler for the strangest things," Adam said. "Who cares if you're late?"

"I promised Malcolm I would treat this job seriously," Serena said. "He was sort of my knight in shining armor offering me the position." 

"I promise you Sir Malcolm will have no clue if you're five minutes late," Adam said. 

"But I'll know," Serena said. "Come on. Walk me back before you do whatever it is you do for the next five hours."

Adam groaned, but stood up from the picnic table with Serena. She enjoyed her time with Adam. There was no pressure around him. It was like he knew exactly what to say to make her comfortable. Serena surprised herself when she reached out and grabbed his hand. He gave her a wide eyed look, but squeezed her hand as they walked towards the front of the building. 

When they rounded the corner Serena stopped dead in her tracks. All the goodwill she had coursing through her veins vanished. Standing outside the little office was non-other than Malcolm. He was staring at Adam and Serena with fire in his eyes. She tried to drop Adam's hand, but he wouldn't let go. She was certain this was it. She was about to be fired and sent back to New Mexico. The dread in her heart turned to pure terror at the thought. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~*

Adam could feel Serena try to pull her hand away, but he was not about to let Malcolm feel any satisfaction. He gripped on to her as hard as he could without hurting her. He loved the look of anger in Malcolm's eyes. The worse it got the larger Adam's smile grew. He was right to pursue this human.

"I'm sorry," Serena said. "We were just out for lunch."

"Malcolm," Adam said. "How are you today?" 

"Serena, I thought we discussed your taking this job seriously," Malcolm said, ignoring Adam's question. 

"Trust me when I say that Serena has been taking this job more than seriously," Adam said. "She worked all weekend. You would not believe how much she has accomplished."

Malcolm took a breath. Adam wanted to celebrate in his uneasiness.

"Congratulations about your sister," Malcolm said. 

A small smile spread across Malcolm's lips. Adam felt the hairs on his neck rise. Malcolm knew Piper wouldn't be in today, but let Serena worry. Adam shook the thought away, that was not why Malcolm made that comment. He wanted to get under Adam's skin about Piper.

"It is fabulous news," Adam said. "Why don't you explain it to Serena. She was confused why her boss didn't show up."

"Serena is a smart girl," Malcolm said. "She will ask questions about what she is interested in. I am more here to let her know about work."

"How about Serena is standing right here," she said. "And is very confused about what is happening." 

"Of course," Malcolm said. "I just stopped by to see how your weekend went."

"I got a lot of work done," Serena said. "I'm converting the files alphabetically, but I'm already to the "E"s, I don't think this will take three months." 

"Lucky for us Piper will be out the rest of the week," Malcolm said. "If you're eager why don't we go inside and I will show you her work."

Adam was staring at Malcolm too hard to notice Serena slip out of his grip. As soon as she was gone he missed the feeling of her hand. Now Malcolm was in control. Adam wanted to grab Serena and show his dominance, but he could still tell she was in a fragile state. That sort of movement would terrify her. Instead he gave her a casual wave goodbye, hoping that Malcolm couldn't do any damage to his plans. 

~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~**~*~*~

"I really have been working all weekend," Serena said. "I don't want you to think I am skimping out." 

"So I see you have met Adam Parrish," Malcolm said. "What is your relationship with him?"

Serena didn't want to talk about her personal life with her boss. Instead of answering she headed towards Piper's desk.

"He seems nice," Serena said. "Can you tell me what to do with these files?" 

"Did you know that he has no loyalty?" Malcolm asked.

"My interest hasn't extended that far," Serena said. "I am here to work. Can you just give me some guidance." 

Serena couldn't lose this job. She needed to keep Malcolm focused. In all honesty she was incredibly proud of her accomplishments the last four days. She expected to blow her boss out of the water with them. 

"You know he is a drug addict," Malcolm said. 

"Recovering," Serena said.

She had a feeling this conversation was about to take a dangerous turn. Malcolm looked shocked at her response. Clearly Adam doesn't talk openly about his past. It wasn't fair that Malcolm thought it was his place to tell Serena that.

"Is that they type of people you involve yourself with?" Malcolm asked.

"No," Serena said. "I tend to stick with decent people, who won't judge someone based on their faults. If I'm not in a similar crowd let me know and I will leave."

Serena could tell Malcolm did not like her response. Serena swore he let out a growl, but he quietly calmed himself. She lowered her head and reminded herself she was here to work. The job had to be her number one priority.

"What time did you arrive today?"

"About 8:15," Serena said.

"When did you leave for lunch?"

"Fifty-five minutes before we walked in on you," Serena said. 

After spending time with Adam and Piper, Malcolm's questions were making her more agitated than they should. It didn't seem like he ran that tight of a ship with anyone else.

"Will you stay away from Adam Parrish?"

"Is he affecting my job performance?" 

"He is affecting you," Malcolm said.

"That isn't what I asked," Serena said.

Malcolm dropped the angry glare. Instead he just looked concerned. 

"I shouldn't have brought you here, but I don't know where else to send you."

"What?" Serena asked.

"Just stay away from him," Malcolm said. "Anyone but him has my approval." 

"And why do I need your approval about my personal life?"

Serena felt a similar anger towards Malcolm that crossed her mind when Adam pissed her off. Malcolm didn't seem as forceful about returning her glare as Adam did though.

"You're responsible for the entire operation until Piper returns," Malcolm said.

He started towards the door.

"And when will that happen?" Serena asked.

Malcolm stopped and looked at her before leaving the store with no answer. Serena could not have planned the afternoon stranger in her mind. Instead on continuing to convert she walked over to Piper's desk and picked up the newly dropped off forms, determined to make sure her and Piper's work was finished by the rest of the day. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The light tap on the door sounded, but Adam was expecting it this time.

"Come in," he said.

Piper came in and sat down on the bed. 

"How was your night?" Adam asked. 

He knew she wouldn't answer. Truthfully the last thing he wanted was a response. 

"Same old," Piper said. "How about yours?"

"Lance told me if I opened up to Serena she would be easier to get into bed," Adam said. "So I told her about Josephine."

"Are you joking?" Piper asked. "How did she react?" 

"She was...sweet, maybe even supportive," Adam said. 

"Did you get in her bed?" Piper asked.

"No," Adam said. "It didn't really do anything. She didn't feel the urge to share back like Lance predicted."

Adam tried to think of the last time he lied to his sister, but couldn't find the answer. He justified his lie by the fact she was currently lying to him about being mated. 

"Malcolm saw us together though," Adam said. "You have no idea how good that made me feel. He was so angry he was about to shift on spot."

"So you're really doing it?" Piper asked. "You're going to hurt that girl just to get back at Malcolm."

"Not hurt her," Adam said. "Just use her."

"Are you ready to hear about me and Thomas?" Piper asked.

"No," Adam said. "He's nobody to me.,,you either,"

"Well we agreed we are not going to leave this apartment until you break down and speak to us," Piper said.

"Tell him not to worry," Adam replied. "I will pick up groceries."

Piper let out a little laugh and Adam felt himself glow with the fact he was making her happy. Before he could dwell on it for too long other issues came to mind.

"I'm going to be late to work," Adam said.

"Black shirt, grey pants," Piper said. "Not your normal Monday attire."

"Maybe a lucky girl is going to come see me," Adam said.

He started to walk out of the room when Piper reached up and grabbed his arm. 

"I know you are the strong one," Piper said. "But please try not to demolish Serena. She didn't sign up for this. I know you well enough to know you hate innocent bystanders. Find another way to get back at Malcolm."

Adam shook Piper loose.

"I will honor that request as soon as you admit that man hiding out in your room LIKE A COWARD isn't your mate," Adam said. 

Piper was clearly upset at his choice of emphasis, but Adam didn't care. He walked out of the apartment, happy to get to work and focus on business instead of revenge or the mistake his sister was making. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"This place is pretty busy for a Monday," Lance said. 

Adam pulled a beer from one of the coolers. He went to add the dash of wildflower and then dropped it off with its patron. 

"You should be thrilled," Lance said. "But instead you look agitated. Were you expecting someone to show up?"

"Maybe," Adam said. "I gave her all the hints. Started at six, but the club didn't open until ten. I've been stopping by her work, figured she would return the favor."

"Baby doll has really gotten under your skin," Lance said. 

"More like Malcolm continues to get under my skin," Adam said. "I got such a rush seeing the anger on his face, and I'm not even sleeping with her yet. Can you imagine how mad he will get once that happens?"

"This game you're playing seems a little cruel," Lance said.

"When have you cared about a human?"

"Ummmm, plenty of times," Lance said. "This heart might not beat, but it still exists. I need humans to survive in case you forgot."

Adam didn't mean to sound so nasty. The line for drinks was backing up again.

"Sorry," Adam said. "That was a jerk thing to say." 

Lance let out a fake gasp.

"Has hell actually frozen over? An apology from the great Adam Parrish," Lance said.

"How about you come back here and help me out?" Adam asked.

"I'm not much for working," Lance said.

"Don't consider it work," Adam said. "Think of it as a favor to me."

"I never can say no to you," Lance said. 

Adam went back to taking orders and Lance jumped right in next to him. He couldn't believe Serena didn't show up to see him. Tomorrow he would stop by and find out why. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Serena woke before her alarm again. Last night's dream was more vivid than before. She wanted to help that woman who was being beaten, but not as badly as she wanted to save the children. Instead she was incapable of doing either.

She went to the kitchen to make some cereal. When she pulled open the refrigerator door to grab the milk she saw the extra dinner she had made last night and felt guilty. It was her plan to take it to the club at six and surprise Adam, but at the last second she changed her mind.

It was not Malcolm's place to dictate her personal life. That was just inappropriate for any employer, but Serena needed this job. Without it she would be in New Mexico in a dorm alone and Jacob would know right where she was. She would transfer schools to stay away from him, but she was too close to graduating. If she moved a new university would make her retake all of her upper level classes. That seemed like a waste of money and time. She let out a sigh. 

It wasn't even June yet. Serena could wait until at least July to figure out how to handle Jacob. She was hopeful that he would lose interest by then. Maybe some other girl would be dumb enough to kiss him at a party and he could find a new person to stalk. 

She poured her cereal and read Adam's note from yesterday. Serena admitted to herself there was an attraction there, but she was glad it hadn't progressed very far. It would be easy to get over him and move on. 

Serena wore her hair in a high bun on the top of her head and a peach dress that was fitted at the waist. She chose the same shoes as yesterday, already having decided they would be her everyday shoe from here on out. 

When Serena arrived downstairs she did a quick check of her student e-mail. There was nothing of interest. She decided to open her personal e-mail and see if he was already losing steam. The list of the messages went:

WHORE

SLUT

CUM DUMPSTER

WHORE

WHORE 

WHORE

Serena had seen enough. She was about to close out of the browser when a better thought crossed her mind. She went to the account information and was about to hit deactivate, but then remembered why she couldn't do that. She went back out to the main page and opened up the folder named Mom&Dad. There was a list of all the e-mails they had sent her over the years. She saved every one of them. A tear formed in her eye when she opened one from last summer. It was a picture of the three of them her mom thought she would like. Serena couldn't believe how happy she looked in the photo. She didn't think she would ever be that happy again. 

The sound of the door opening startled Serena. She closed out of the browser before looking up. Standing in the doorway was a stranger. At first Serena stayed seated, not having dealt with a client before. Then she rose from her seat. 

"Welcome to Hawkins Accounting," Serena said. "How can I help you?" 

The man looked around her age. He had shaggy hair down to just below his ears, must have been closer to 7 feet than 6 and was as thin as a beanpole. He smiled at her and two dimples showed in his cheeks.

"You might have to work on your receptionist skills if that's what you want to be," he said. 

"I get to be the accountant, receptionist, manager, really everything at the moment," Serena said. "But what can I help you with?" 

He walked over to the third unused desk.

"Actually, I am here to help you," he said. "Since Piper is out for the time being. My name is John."

He held out his hand. Serena stood up and shook it. 

"Serena," she said. "Do you know how Piper's feeling?"

"I would guess amazing," John said. 

"I thought she was sick," Serena said.

"More like lovesick," John said. "She is taking time off to spend with her new guy."

"Thomas?" Serena asked. "The one she told me she loves and has known forever?" 

"You're very perceptive," John said. "Known forever, but only just decided to start dating, I guess you could say. Either way, her time off is approved by the Al...Hawkins, so you're stuck with me. I'm not much for book keeping, but I'm pretty good at following directions. So tell me what to do and I'm on it."

Serena looked at the pile of paperwork on Piper's desk. It was nearing the end of the month and the accounts probably had to be balanced. That sounded more interesting than what she was doing. Besides, now that the Excel sheets were created it was pretty much data entry. A monkey could do her job.

"How do you fell about converting old files to digital ones?" Serena asked with a smile.

John smiled a big toothy grin. Serena thought he was cute, or at least could be if he cut his hair.

"I'm your guy," he said. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Serena was amazed at how much money the town generated in a month. She was going through the businesses and balancing the books, starting with the ones she had already converted. John was typing away at the keys singing along to the music he was playing.

"I like your playlist," Serena said. 

"I can't take any credit," John said. "It's just a radio station."

"Like an actual radio station?" Serena asked.

"No no no," John said. "One of those Internet radio lists. Come over here and I'll show it to you."

Serena figured why not. She pushed off from her desk and walked over to Johns. He pointed at the screen and she leaned down to get a better look.

"They have radio stations, premade playlists, make your own playlists," John said. "It's pretty awesome. Name a song."

"Double shot of my baby's love," Serena said. 

"Never heard of it," John said. "But I'll give it a try."

He typed it in the search box and sure enough it appeared. Serena smiled when the familiar tune her parents loved so much came out of the speakers. 




Blood Relations Ch. 02



"Wow," John said. "I think that's the first I've seen you smile all day."

Serena looked down at him and was about to speak when the door to the office opened. They both looked towards their guest.

"What the fuck is this?" Adam asked.

Serena straightened up, unsure how to respond. Anger flared through her body at Adam's words. 

"Mr. Parrish," John said. "A pleasure as always."

"What the hell is he doing here?" Adam asked. "And why were you all over him?"

"I think the real question is what are you doing here," Serena said.

She crossed her arms willing to match Adam's unjustified anger. 

"I wanted to take you to lunch," Adam said. "But I can see you already have company."

The way he spit the words out Serena could almost hear pain in his voice. He went for the door and Serena stepped forward, but then felt John reach up and grab her wrist.

"Let him go," John said.

Serena looked down at John as if there were no way he could possibly be serious. She pulled her arm away from him without breaking eye contact.

"Don't ever grab me," she said. 

She made her way to the door and walked outside, expecting to see Adam walking down the street, but she looked both ways and didn't see him in either direction. Serena went to the back of the building, but he still wasn't anywhere in eye sight. Either he ran away at the speed of lightning or vanished into thin air. It didn't make any sense. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

When Adam walked back into his apartment he slammed the door behind him, shaking the frame. He went straight into his room and slammed that door too. He didn't understand what was getting into him. He was not the jealous type. A light tap came on his door.

"What?" Adam yelled with a growl.

"Just want to make sure everything is OK," Piper said. 

"Fine," Adam said. "You can come in."

He stopped in front of his dresser and leaned forward, rubbing his hands through his hair. He heard his sister walk in and sit down on his bed, but another pair of feet followed her. Adam spun around to see Thomas sitting next to her, holding her hand. 

"What are you doing here?" Adam asked.

"Yesterday you called me a coward for hiding," Thomas said. "So I took that as an invitation to actually meet you."

"I have problems of my own," Adam said. "I don't have time to deal with whatever you two think this is."

Adam pointed at the both of them and moved his finger. 

"Well forget that your sister is my ma-," Thomas paused. "Partner, and just talk to us like we're both your friends."

Adam thought that was a dumb idea, but Thomas looked so pleased with himself. His large smile made him look like an over grown kid. Piper seemed to appreciate his idea and gave him a rub on his back. Adam groaned and looked away.

"Fine," Adam said. "Malcolm got to Serena. I was certain she was going to stop in and see me yesterday and she didn't. Then I went to take her to lunch and she was practically sitting in John's lap."

"John Bishop?" Piper asked.

"Who is John Bishop?" Thomas asked.

"Member of our pack, about our age, super tall and gangly guy but very sweet," Piper said.

"He's an asshole," Adam said. "And Malcolm's errand boy. There is no way he is actually into Serena, he was probably just there because Malcolm ordered him to keep her distracted from me."

"Wait," Piper said. "Do you like Serena now?"

"What?" Adam asked. "No!"

"Then why does it matter to you if John is into her or not?" Thomas asked. "Seems like Malcolm just found someone to play the exact same game you are for his team."

Adam looked at Thomas wide eyed.

"What?" Thomas asked. "These are thin walls, I've heard your and Piper's talks and she has filled me in on the rest."

"What did you do when you saw John there?" Piper asked.

"The usual," Adam said. "Flipped out and ran away."

"That's not the usual," Piper said. "You've never minded a little competition before."

"After seeing the look on Malcolm's face yesterday when I was holding Serena's hand I realized I will never get another opportunity to screw him over this good," Adam said. "I can't pass it up. Getting my revenge is so close."

"What is your end game here?" Thomas asked. 

"Ideally flaunt my relationship with Serena in front of Malcolm for a while, then get in her pants and break her heart. Leaving Malcolm to deal with the wrecked human he is so interested in."

"That's harsh," Thomas said. 

"She's only here for ten weeks," Adam said, ignoring Thomas' comment. "And I would like to get this done quickly. Breaking her heart right before she moves away won't me as much satisfaction, but every time I make progress something sets me back."

"Well yelling at her like a jealous freak and then running away probably wasn't a good idea," Piper said. "Look I think this whole plan is a terrible idea, because the one who is going to end up getting hurt it Serena, and she hasn't done anything, but I know you well enough to know that you're going to go through with this no matter what."

"Very true," Adam said. "But what's my next step?"

"Apologize," Thomas said. "Then tell her you wouldn't be so jealous if you knew she wasn't dating anyone else. Say something like I know you're not ready or a relationship, but I need to know you're not thinking about pursuing anything with anyone else, because once you are ready it will be me who is going to stand beside you."

Adam stared at Thomas with an open mouth. 

"Wow baby," Piper said. "That was really good." 

The tall blond guy turned towards Piper and she put her hands around his neck. They were about to kiss.

"Eww," Adam said. "Not in my room. Get out of here!"

They stood up from the bed and Thomas grabbed Piper's hand, pulling her to the door. 

"Good luck man," Thomas said. 

Thomas didn't wait for a response and Piper gave a little wave with a giddy smile plastered on her face. Adam closed the door behind him and turned on some music, trying not to think about what his little sister was doing across the hall. Even though it had only been for five minutes talking to Thomas wasn't all that bad. He didn't believe in mates, but maybe Thomas could be a good boyfriend to his sister. Maybe.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Look I really am sorry," John said for the umpteenth time. 

"It's fine," Serena said. "Just don't do it again."

She glared at him over her monitor. She wasn't sure it was fine, but people were being so vague about how long Piper was going to be gone for that she might get stuck with John and didn't want to work in silence.

"Parrish can be such a hot head," John said. "I know we just met, but you seem like a really nice person. I would hate to see him hurt you."

"Why would you think that?"

"He's your stereotypical bartender, only cares about himself, plows his way through woman, shows no respect to anyone," John said. 

"Why do I get the vibe you've been told to coach me against him?" Serena asked.

Based on Adam's past and demeanor she could see some of these things being true, but thinking back to their night on the balcony she had a hard time believing that was his current lifestyle. Then Serena remembered him punching the wall outside the club and screaming at her this afternoon. Maybe he did have some anger management to work out. 

"I..uh...I don't know...who...why," John was stumbling with his words. 

He was saved when the phone started to ring. The noise surprised Serena since it was the first time she had heard it go off in her short tenure here. She picked it up.

"Hawkins accounting," Serena said. "How can I help you?"

"Serena, it's Malcolm," he said. "I was just calling to see how John was working out?"

"He has been a help," Serena said. "Very hands on." 

Serena gave John a smirk and his cheeks turned red.

"Good to hear," Malcolm said. "I was wondering if you wanted to come to my house for dinner this evening?"

"I would hate to impose," Serena said. In all reality she thought it was strange her boss wanted her over to his house.

"I insist," Malcolm said. "My wife looks for any reason to entertain. I will send a car for you at 6:30."

Serena didn't realize Malcolm was married, if his wife was going to be there it would be a little less awkward. 

"Sure," Serena said.

"Wonderful," Malcolm said. "Tell John to come too."

Before Serena could respond the line went dead. She shook her head, Malcolm needed to learn some subtleties. 

"I am so sorry about grabbing you," John said. "Please stop punishing me."

"Don't worry," Serena said. "Now you're being rewarded. Dinner at Malcolm's house. A car is coming to pick us up at 6:30."

"It's already five," John said.

He started to clean up his desk and turn off the computer. 

"Where's the fire?" Serena asked.

"I have to go home, shower, change," John said. "I recommend you do the same."

Serena looked down at her peach dress. She thought it was more than appropriate for dinner at someone's home.

"Malcolm's wife drips elegance," John said. "I would dress like you're going to a wedding. Trust me. Without your hair perfect and whatever you ladies put on your faces done to a T you will feel underdressed. See you at 6:30."

John sprinted to the door and Serena stood in shock as he made his way down the street. Was he serious? Either way, Serena had enough work for the day. She shut down her computer and thought getting a little fancier couldn't hurt.



Blood Relations Ch. 03



Serena had pulled her hair up, securing it with bobby pins and curling the ends of the pieces that hung out. She kept her makeup soft and natural, but did wear more than she would to work. Finding a dress proved more difficult. She wasn't planning on attending many formal occasions out here. All of her appropriate clothing was in the storage locker back in New Mexico.

She decided on a white eyelet sundress with thin straps and an empire waist. Serena though it could be appropriate for a wedding, if it were in a different color, made of a different material, and the wedding was a rustic outdoors sort. She slipped on her same tan sandals and headed down stairs. 

John stood on the curb outside. Serena almost didn't recognize him. His long hair was slicked back and he traded his glasses for contact lenses. He had on black pants, a red dress shirt and a black vest complete with a black tie tucked in. 

"You look great," Serena said.

"My mom always said I clean up nice," John said. "You are very pretty yourself."

Serena could tell by the look on John's face what he meant to say was 'you would wear that to a wedding?' She nodded her head in appreciation when the car pulled up. The driver started to get out, but John waved him away and held open the door for Serena. He held out his hand and she accepted with some reluctance as she sat down in the car. Serena made sure to scoot as far away from him as possible. Not wanting to give him any ideas. 

"Where does Malcolm live?" Serena asked as the car started moving.

"Near the lake," John said. "It will be about a ten minute drive. Have you been out that way yet?"

"No," Serena said. "I saw it though. I hear it's more like a pond."

"Some people swim in there," John said. "But I wouldn't. I think it's on the list of repairs Malcolm wants to make to the town."

"How do you repair a lake?" Serena asked.

"Get the right fish in there to kill the bacteria," John said. "Pluck all the seaweed, import sand from lush places. Essentially turn it into a giant pool that looks like a lake."

"I doubt it will happen this summer," Serena said.

"Probably not," John said.

The rest of the ride they remained silent. They were surrounded by woods on both sides traveling down a small dirt road. The car came to a stop in front of a gate, Serena would have missed it. The driver entered a code and the gate opened. While Hawkins was the main owner of pretty much every business in town, Malcolm's name was on a lot of the paperwork. Serena expected him to have money, but this was bordering on extravagant. 

Malcolm's home was on a hilltop, trees covered what should have been his front lawn. The car came to a stop right in front of the giant house. There were tall white columns out front, and the building was at least three stories high with long windows decorating its face. Malcolm stepped outside on the brick porch and started down to meet them. 

"Serena thank you for coming," Malcolm said.

"Your house is huge," Serena said. 

She shook her head, feeling like that came out inappropriate. 

"Sorry, she said I meant to say lovely," Serena said. 

John walked out of the car and shook Malcolm's hand. Serena thought John's outfit looked right at home. Malcolm was in almost the same, but sans vest or tie. 

"This must be Serena," a new voice said.

A tall, almost painfully thin women stepped out of the front door. Her hair was short, stopping just below her ears. Serena couldn't begin to guess her age. She wore a long dress, that clung to her figure. It was simple, looking like it was made out of silk with a halter tied in the back. She looked timeless, almost as if she was from another century altogether Serena definitely understood what John was getting at with the wedding attire. The woman grabbed Serena's hands and kissed her once on each cheek. 

"I feel like I'm in East Egg," Serena said. 

"Don't be silly," the woman said. "We would be West Eggers all the way. Please come inside."

The woman did not drop Serena's hand as she walked back up the steps. 

"I thought we would have dinner outside," Malcolm's wife said. 

Serena blanked on Malcolm's last name. She had no clue what to call this woman. The interior of the house was more beautiful than the exterior. 

"I designed and decorated this entire place," she said. "It's my baby. Do you like it?"

The house was a wide open space. There was a giant stair case leading upstairs, and Serena could see another giant one leading downstairs. 

"It's the most beautiful building I've ever seen," Serena said.

"I will give you the tour after dinner," she said. "For now let's go have an aperitif on the veranda."

Serena didn't know what an aperitif was, but she let the woman lead her to the back on the house. The entire edge was glass doors that were open, letting the air flow in. White drapes hung in the breeze. The veranda was just a huge porch. Serena figured a thousand people could fit comfortably out here. She went to the edge and saw a beautiful garden below that ended at the lake. From this viewpoint it did not look much like a pond.

"How are you enjoying Juliet so far?" 

Serena turned around to see the woman behind a marble white bar she hadn't noticed earlier. 

"I like it," Serena said. "Are you from here?"

"God no," the woman said. "I am a child of the world. I was born in Paris, and have lived everywhere over the years."

Serena didn't understand what a woman like her was doing here. That seemed like a rude question to ask.

"So how did you and Malcolm meet?" 

"He is one of the founders of this little vacation spot," she said. "When I was about your age my parents dragged me here. We met at a little café, back then courting was more civilized. We could only meet with a chaperon."

"You mean in the 90s?" Serena asked.

There was no way this woman was more than twenty years older than her. She pressed her lips and then smiled.

"Yes," she said. "Between all that grunge rock and flannel there were still lots of societal rules."

Serena couldn't tell if the woman was joking or not. 

"We only live here during the summers," she said. "April through September. I cannot wait until we are on the road again."

"That explains why Malcolm was able to offer me the job so late in the year," Serena said. 

"Kay are you boring her to death with your stories?" Malcolm asked.

He walked onto the veranda with John in tow. Malcolm went to his wife and gave her a light kiss on the cheek. The two of them looked at each other with love. Serena felt like she was looking at a page in her history book. 

"Cool house right?" John said.

Serena nodded. Kay made two more drinks and handed them to John. Serena took one, unsure of what it was she took a sip. Delicious. There was alcohol in there, so maybe Malcolm wasn't so concerned with drinking during the week after all.

"Sit," Kay said.

Everyone sat down on the couch. Serena wasn't sure if it was actually patio furniture of not, but it was certainly custom made. 

"So Serena," Kay said. "Tell us about yourself."

"Not much to say," Serena said. "I was an army brat. I've lived in eighteen different states." 

"That seems like a lot," John said. "I didn't realize they moved service men that often."

"Women," Serena said. "My mother, and it depends on what your skill is. She was in high demand."

"Extraordinary," Kay said. "What about hobbies? Do you like the movies?"

"Sure," Serena said. "I am pretty focused on school though, and work now of course. I've sort of experimented with different hobbies over the years."

"I've never heard it phrased that way before," Kay said. "Tell us about some of your experiments."

"The most recent one was baking," Serena said.

Serena spent the next few minutes discussing the perfect cupcake with the group. Eventually the topic moved to cooking altogether and everyone had something to contribute. She didn't feel self-conscious at all, these people were putting her at ease. 

When they moved to the table Serena half expecting servers to pop out like Downton Abbey, but instead the table was set family style. The main dish was lemon chicken and it was the best food Serena had ever tasted. 

"I can't believe just the two of you live here," Serena said.

"It's almost never just the two of us," Kay said. "Sometimes there are up to fifty people staying here. I am a big fan of company. In fact, I wanted Malcolm to have you stay here this summer."

Serena almost spit. The place was beautiful, but living with your boss who you had never met before would be a bit creepy. She was suddenly very grateful for the loft. 

"I thought it inappropriate," Malcolm said. "But now I think my darling wife may have been on to something. I can send someone for your things tonight."

"No thank you," Serena said. "I enjoy living so close to work."

"I can have my driver take you and pick you up every day," Malcolm said. "Then you won't be all alone down there." 

"I haven't even been here a week," Serena said. "I am flattered for your offer, but I have found plenty to occupy my time."

Serena could see the irritation on Malcolm's face. This was weird. 

"John told me Mr. Parrish stopped by the office today," Malcolm said. "I will arrange it so he is no longer allowed near the premises."

"Why?" Serena said. "He came by to take me to lunch."

"Does taking a young woman to lunch include swearing and yelling at them these days?" Malcolm asked.

"Not in my book," John said. 

Serena gave John a dirty look. He wasn't helping the situation. 

"Why do you hate him so much?" Serena asked. "Or more importantly why do you want me away from him so badly?"

"You're a very bright girl," Malcolm said. "I would hate to see you fall in with the wrong crowd."

"Are you this concerned with all your employees?" Serena asked. 

"Of course," Malcolm said. 

For some reason Malcolm did not strike her as the type of boss who was so involved in his employees social lives or living situations. 

"Maybe we should keep the conversation lighter," Kay said. 

"Would you be so kind as to let me know where the restroom is?" Serena asked. 

"I will show you," Kay said. 

Both men rose as the women stood up. Serena half expected to see a hidden camera, as if this whole set up was a prank. Kay led the way back inside.

"Don't mind Malcolm," Kay said. "He is a bit over protective of everyone he cares about."

"I don't understand why he cares about me," Serena said. "I'm just an intern. I haven't even been here a week yet and he is telling me who to date and where to live."

Serena knew she shouldn't complain to his wife, but it was more like speaking out loud. 

"To be fair, he did get you the apartment so he has always been telling you where to live," Kay said. "And I just like a full house. So I think he was humoring me. I will let him know to back off a little. He cares about his businesses a lot. So give me the details. Who is the man you're interested in?"

"I'm not," Serena said. "Well, as nothing more than a friend. Adam Parrish."

It looked like the color drained from Kay's face. 

"I didn't put two and two together when Malcolm said Mr. Parrish," Kay said. "He is quite handsome." 

"And overbearing, and pushy, and smug," Serena said. "What is it with the men in this town wanting to boss the women around?" 

"Ah, you're too young," Kay said. "They know sooner or later it will be you giving the orders, but for some reason their macho sides feel the urge to challenge that fact." 

Kay stopped walking in front of a bathroom. 

"I will talk to Malcolm about being over involved," Kay said. "Don't let anyone push you around. Trust your gut and do what you think is best."

"Thank you," Serena said. 

She almost wanted to hug Kay, but the older woman started heading back outside. It almost looked as if she were floating away as her long dress shifted back and forth along the floor.

Serena was quick in the bathroom, really only wanting to get away from the conversation. As she made her way back to the table she could hear the three whispering.

"Banning her from seeing him is only going to make him more attractive," Kay said. "Don't you know the first thing about girls! Why would you give her a job with that boy's sister? Didn't you think this was going to happen?"

"I didn't have a lot of time to plan this out," Malcolm said. "It's not like there are tons of accounting firms in town."

"Serena," John said. "We're waiting for you to eat dessert."

Malcolm and Kay were smiling. John and Malcolm rose again as Serena went back to the table. For whatever reason Malcolm and Kay did not seem the least bit concerned if Serena had heard them or not. 

"I hope you like chocolate," Malcolm said.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The car stopped in front of the office. Serena found the night exhausting and could hardly think of anything except her bed. 

"I had fun tonight," John said. "You know...except for when your boss invited you to move in with him."

Serena let out a nervous laugh and shook her head. 

"Me too," she said. 

"Maybe we could do it again sometime," John said. "And maybe it could be just the two of us next time."

"Look," Serena said. "I appreciate the offer, but..."

"As friends," John said. 

Serena felt the blood rush to her face. She had to reason to think John was romantically interested in her. All this pressure over Adam was getting to her head.

"In that case, sure," Serena said. 

John lifted his arms and Serena gave him a hug before exiting the car. It was dark outside, Serena thought about Adam's silly warnings that she shouldn't walk around alone at night. There didn't seem to be a single thing about this place that was dangerous. She let out a yawn as she walked in to her apartment and didn't even bother taking off her dress before falling into her bed. Sleep came quick.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Serena didn't make it to work until 8:45. It was later than she thought when she had went to sleep and her dreams were still plagued by images of the children. If Serena was going to be subjected to these horrific images she wished they would at least vary. 

John showed up a little before 10:00. He brought some coffees and pastries with him. Serena was having a hard time with the flexible hours the entire town seemed to enjoy. She didn't even have to be here until 9, but showing up only fifteen minutes early had made her uncomfortable enough to skip breakfast. John kept his radio turned up and the rest of the morning the two worked away. 

"I'm gone for two days and already getting replaced?" A familiar voice asked.

Serena almost squealed with happiness to see Piper standing in the center of the shop. She hadn't even heard the door open.

"You know I'm just a lacky," John said. "Glad to cover for you though, take as much time as you need."

"You look amazing," Serena said. 

It had only been a few days, but Serena felt like she hadn't seen her new friend in months. Piper did seem to have a change about her, it was subtle, but still there, like she was filled with energy that was bursting through her skin. Serena walked over to Piper and gave her a huge hug.

"I trust you're taking good care of my baby," Piper said. 

"Trying my best," Serena said. 

"The shop couldn't be in better hands," Piper said.

The door opened again and this time Serena heard the noise. She turned to see the tall blond man from the club walk inside. 

"Serena I'm sure you remember Thomas," Piper said. "John have the two of you met?"

John walked over to the group and stuck his hand out. The two men shook hands.

"The town is all a buzz about you two," John said. "Congratulations."

Serena thought it was strange an entire town would care about a new couple. Maybe everyone here was invested in everyone else's personal life. 

"We were hoping to take Serena to lunch," Piper said. 

"Take her away," John said. "I can hold down the fort."

"You can come too," Serena said. "I've closed for lunch before."

"Remember I didn't get here until 10:00?" John asked. "I'm far from hungry, you crazy kids go on though."

"That settles it," Piper said. "Come on."

Serena mouthed thank you at John and went and grabbed her stuff. Piper and Thomas were waiting outside next to a very sleek car. 

"We thought we would head off the main drag," Piper said. 

She climbed in the passenger's seat and Serena jumped in the back. Her knowledge of cars was limited, but it was obvious this was an expensive one. Thomas did not come off like a wealthy individual with his fluffy blond hair and oversized smile, but Serena knew appearances could be deceiving. She had so much to talk about and was grateful to be with Piper. The two women hadn't known each other very long, but she was the closest thing Serena had to a friend at the moment and she needed to vent as well as try to find some answers.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Adam had gone over his apology at least a hundred times. Last night he showed up at her loft before work, only to find she wasn't there. At first he was worried, unsure where she would have wondered off too, but reminded himself she wasn't his problem. He only hoped he hadn't screwed up so badly his chances of getting back at Malcolm had vanished. He walked into the accounting office and looked towards her desk it was empty.

"She's not here," John said.

Adam wanted to bite John's head off, it wasn't fair he was working so close to Serena. But last night Adam realized that was the wrong way to go about it. John could be an ally. Adam needed to stay on his good side. 

"Where is she?" Adam asked.

"Malcolm decided to keep her locked away in a tower," John said.

Adam turned the growl that was coming out into a forced laugh. John looked up from his work, clearly surprised at Adam's response. 

"I actually just came here to apologize," Adam said. "Maybe take the both of you to lunch. I tried to come by last night, but she wasn't here." 

"I know she wasn't," John said.

If John was trying to make Adam jealous it was working. He envisioned John's hands on Serena's hips and it sent a shudder through him. Adam choked it down. 

"We used to be friends," Adam said. "Or at least acquaintances. I never had a problem with you before, why start now?"

Adam took a seat on top of Piper's desk. 

"I don't know what sort of con you're running here..."

"No con," Adam said. "I like the little human. She is making me want to...to be better." 

John gave a crooked smile. 

"I think she's a bit of a haughty snob sometimes," John said. 

Hearing negative words about Serena made Adam want to jump out of his skin and shift on the spot, challenging John to defend her. He pushed the feelings away though, not knowing why he took the insult so seriously. 

"I wouldn't speak so negatively about her in front of me," Adam said.

John just shrugged and went back to his work.

"Thanks for the invitation," John said. "But I'm not hungry." 

Adam was determined not to leave here empty handed.

"How about a bribe?" Adam asked.

"What could you possibly bribe me with?"

"The club," Adam said. "I will give you free drinks all night of your choosing."

"I'm more of a sports bar sort of guy," John said.

"And I'll...fix you," Adam said.

John looked up with a raised eyebrow.

"Excuse me?"

"Give you whatever the male equivalent of a makeover is," Adam said. "Then you can come to the club and I guarantee you will get laid."

"Maybe I am just waiting around for my mate to show up," John said.

"Bullshit," Adam replied. "And even if that were the case your "mate" might be at my club soon. More couples have found each other there than any other spot."

John seemed to contemplate Adam's offer. 




Blood Relations Ch. 03



"I want a VIP table with bottle service for me and my friends, with you as our personal server," John said. 

"Done," Adam replied. 

He couldn't believe he agreed to that so quickly. John and his friends hated Adam. Working for them would be a long night. 

"She went to lunch with your sister," John said.

"Piper left the apartment?" Adam asked. "Why didn't she tell me she was going to see Serena?"

Adam hadn't meant to say his thoughts out loud.

"I don't know," John said. "But she looked good. I was a little jealous of her. I'm ready for that step." 

There was no way Adam wanted to listen to John whine about finding a mate.

"And where was she last night?" Adam asked.

"We had dinner at Malcolm's house," John said. 

"What is his obsession with her?" Adam asked.

"He asked me the same thing about you last night," John said. "I'm going to give you the same answer I did him. I. Don't. Know."

"How mad is she at me?" Adam asked.

"How much information are you expecting for this trade?" John asked.

"Just answer the question," Adam said.

"I don't know," John said. "Maybe like a three? Not much. Women are hard to read and she really doesn't like talking about you." 

Adam was happy she wasn't that angry, but the not talking about him gave him some worry. 

"Malcolm thinks the only reason you're into her is to piss him off," John said. 

"That would imply that he does have some strange interest in her," Adam replied.

"He claims he just feels bad for her," John said. "You heard about her family?"

"They died," Adam said. "She told me."

"What a terrible way to go," John said. "You know it happened right in front of her?"

Adam nodded.

"I can't imagine seeing that," John said. "I bet she has some major issues."

"I've never known Malcolm to be interested in charity cases," Adam said. "There has to be something more."

"If you care about his reason then he must be right," John said. "You are only after her to piss him off."

Adam felt his eyes flash with anger. John gave him a smug smile.

"We want our table Friday," John said. "Start it at 10."

"Nobody is in there Fridays at 10," Adam said. "Wait until midnight."

"Nope," John said. "I want to get the night started early. See you then."

Adam rolled his eyes and left the shop. That was a dumb deal he had made. No new information was gathered. If any good could come of today, he hoped Piper was speaking his praises to Serena. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~

"Kay is nice, but she is a little out there," Piper said.

Serena spent most of the lunch hearing details about Thomas. He was a firefighter a few states over, here for a month long vacation. Every time he spoke Piper looked at him with wonderment. Serena was interested in his stories, but when the conversation switched to her week she jumped on the topic. 

"But , asking me to move in with them," Serena said. "That's strange right? Is Malcolm always so involved with the interns?" 

"You're the first one I've had," Piper said. "Did you know Malcolm before this?"

"Nope," Serena said. "I'd never even heard of Juliet Indiana. About three weeks ago I got an e-mail advertising the job. I applied, got hired the next day."

"Malcolm is a decent guy," Piper said. "At least most of the time."

"He doesn't hide the fact he hates Adam," Serena said.

It had been over twenty-four hours since Piper's brother had burst into the shop, acting possessive and jealous over John. After Serena's initial anger had settled she realized she sort of missed him. 

"I have to admit, there is an ulterior motive for me inviting you to lunch," Piper said. 

Serena felt her heart drop, not Piper too.

"If you're going to warn me to stay away from your brother," Serena said. "That he's a player, selfish, will break my heart, you can save it. I've heard the speech a few times now."

"Actually I was going to say the opposite," Piper said. 

"You're going to give him a plug?" Serena asked.

"Not exactly," Piper said. "We didn't have the easiest childhood, and then Adam got in all that trouble with Josephine."

"He told me," Serena said.

"Ever since then he has changed," Piper said. "But he doesn't want to admit it to himself. He used to be a player, but you're the first girl he's taken an interest in since her. I think the feelings he has for you are...confusing."

"What are you saying?" Serena asked.

"I can't betray his confidence," Piper said. "But I can say that I believe, 100% that he actually cares a lot about you, even if sometimes he is in denial about it."

"He seems pretty eager to admit to me that he cares," Serena said.

"Yes," Piper said. "But I don't know if he is as eager to admit that to himself. I know it sounds bizarre, but I guess all I am trying to say is don't hurt him."

Serena was shocked. She never expected to hear that. 

"If you don't like him then walk away now," Thomas said. "No harm done. We can all keep being friends." 

"I've been so concerned with him hurting me I never thought about it the other way," Serena said. 

"He is far from perfect," Piper said. "And I can't predict what he will do, but..."

"The boy has it bad," Thomas finished with a smirk. 

Piper gave him a playful punch. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and gave her a kiss on her head. 

"When you said we were driving for lunch I didn't think it would be this far," Serena said. 

The Chinese restaurant was about an hour away. Serena had a feeling the rest of her afternoon at work was blown. 

"Juliet is a little hidden away from every other city," Piper said. "Sometimes it's nice to get out of town."

"What are your plans this weekend?" Serena asked.

Piper dove right in and Serena listened intently, but in the back of her mind she kept repeating the new information. Maybe Adam was more vulnerable than he wanted to let on. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

The rest of the day was uneventful. Serena thought about going to the club to visit Adam once she got off, but had no idea what time he started working. Ever since his little temper tantrum yesterday she hadn't heard from him. She decided it was best to let him cool off. 

The cooler May nights were starting to disappear. Serena dragged a stool out on her balcony along with one of the few books she brought with her for the summer. She tried her hardest to focus on the plot, but her eyes kept looking down towards the club. She couldn't put her finger on it, but ever since her first night here she was drawn to that place. There was something there for her, but she had no idea what, not wanting to admit to herself it might be Adam.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"It's almost five," Lance said. "I have to head back before the sunrise."

"I don't think I need to crash at your place any longer," Adam said. 

"I see," Lance said. "Did you accept the fact your sister has a mate?" 

"No," Adam said. "I don't believe in mates, but Piper's boyfriend doesn't seem so bad. They even put in a good word for me with Serena today."

"You've barely mentioned the baby doll," Lance said, his voice heavy with sarcasm.

"Tonight I'm picking up where I left off," Adam said. "Piper said she told Serena I really like her."

"So your sister told her the truth?" Lance asked.

Adam moved his head back and dropped the rag he was using to wipe down the bar. 

"You know that little miss means nothing to me," Adam said.

"Say that enough times and it might come true," Lance said. "Miracles do happen."

"Get out of here before you turn to dust," Adam said. 

"Ouch," Lance said. "Someone is sensitive."

"I meant from the sun rising," Adam said.

He gave his friend a look. There was no way Lance could think Adam would ever do anything to hurt him. After all, he was one of the few who stuck by him over the past year. Adam was about to tell him that, but the vampire put his drink down and vanished. Adam laughed and shook his head. He hated the way the man could just disappear like that. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

There was a pounding on Serena's door. She shot up in bed, scared she had over slept. She grabbed her phone, it was barely six. The pounding continued and Serena ran to the door, pulling it open without thinking. Standing in the frame was Adam. There was sweat on his brow and his green eyes were more intense than ever.

"What are you doing here?" 

"I needed to see you," Adam said. 

Serena started backing into the loft. He followed her inside. She suddenly became very self-conscious of how she was dressed, in only a skimpy tank top and her hipster cut panties. If she turned around Adam would get more than enough view of her body.  

"Let me grab a robe," Serena said. 

She knew she didn't have one and wasn't sure why that slipped out. Adam brought his hands up to her shoulders, gripping them lightly but enough to let her know she wasn't going anywhere. 

"I'm a jealous guy," Adam said. "I can work on it, but I won't change over night. If you don't want to date me, because of something I've done or some personality defect I have, or my past I understand. Let me know and I will be out of your life. But if you don't want to date me because of something internal to you it's not fair to date other people. I am more than willing to wait. I want to be the man you want, no the man you need."

Serena broke away from his glare. Was he still thinking something was going on with her and John?

"I'm not dating anyone," Serena said. "Guy or girl."

"Why not me?" Adam asked.

"We've been over this," Serena said.

She looked back up at him ready to state her case again when his lips came crashing down on hers. His hands moved up to her face and he started to move his lips, begging hers to part. She froze, but one of his hands slid down her side slowly, sending sparks through her. She let out a small moan and his tongue entered her mouth. Serena gave in and started kissing him back. She brought her hands up to his shoulders and he scooped her down, wrapping her legs around his waist and grabbing on to her ass. 

He carried her to the bed, but instead of lying her down he sat on the edge, so they were sitting up with her in control. Serena felt his hands rub up and down her back, pulling her closer without ever breaking their liplock. His kiss deepened, as his tongue caressed hers. She felt the air leave her body and she needed to break away to take a breath. Adam kissed his way down her chin, stopping when he reached her neck.

"I'm not ready for this," Serena said.

"Relax," Adam said. "This is as far as I'm letting you get today."

Before she could respond he pressed his tongue against her neck and ran it back up just below her ear, sending chills down her spine. He nipped at her lobe and she felt herself grow damper as his mouth worked on sensitive areas she didn't even know she had. 

Suddenly a loud beep went off. Serena let out a groan. She left her phone in the kitchen, setting it on the counter when she had let Adam inside. He stopped his assault on her ear and brought his hand up to the back of her neck, forcing her to lock eyes with her. 

"I mean it," Adam said. "I plan on making you wait, until you are begging me to take you, and then I am only going to make you wait longer."

Everything he was saying and doing was making Serena's head spin. She didn't know how to respond. He pulled her in for one more deep kiss. When he broke away her forehead was pressed against his. 

"Why don't you go get the alarm," Adam said. 

"I can't do this all morning," Serena said. "I have to take a shower, get ready for work."

Adam nodded. Serena stood up, and walked towards the kitchen. 

"Just looking at your ass makes me want to cum," Adam said. 

She smiled and grabbed the phone. As she silenced the alarm Adam's hands were around her waist and he was kissing her neck again. She leaned into him, before spinning around hoping he would take her back to the bed. 

"I can sense your desire for me growing already," Adam said. "But I told you, you have to wait like a good girl."

Serena let out a laugh while Adam grinned at her, his eyes still looking so intense. 

"Go get in that shower," Adam said.

"Are you leaving?" Serena asked.

"Do you want me to stay?" Adam asked.

"Well...if you just got off work, I mean there won't be anyone here if you need to crash for the day."

Adam looked down at her and bit his lip nodding his head. Serena had to fight the urge to grab his head and kiss him again. She wanted to be the one biting that lip.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Work was long. Serena couldn't stop picturing Adam, remembering flashes of his lips on hers. She wanted to go see him on her lunch break, but remembered he was only asleep for a few hours and had to work tonight. She was almost relieved when John strolled in around noon with some food for them. 

It was almost six when Serena decided to call it a day. She wondered if Adam was still in her apartment. He hadn't stopped in the office to say goodbye and she was giddy to see him again.

"Dinner tonight Smiley?" John asked.

"Huh?" Serena asked.

"You've been nothing but smiles all day," John said. "Do you want to do dinner tonight?"

"I think I'm just staying in," Serena said.

"Perfect," John said. "I can cook for you. Remember that chicken recipe I was telling you about on Tuesday? I'll run to the store and be at your place in an hour."

"Umm," Serena started to say.

"Just as friends," John said. "Keep your mind out of the gutter."

Serena wanted to say no, but couldn't think of a reason why. There was nothing for her to do tonight. 

"Sure," she said. "I'll see you in an hour."

She locked up the office and raced up the stairs, hoping to see Adam before he left for work. Her smile dropped when she walked into an empty apartment. She took off her shoes, disappointed that John was coming up and she couldn't head over to the club.  

Before she could get too sad there was a note on the counter. 

Little Miss,

How hard was it to go the whole day without coming up here and jumping on me? I am proud of you for waiting like a good girl. If you want me to come back when I get off, leave the door unlocked. 

Adam

Serena felt the smile return to her lips. If he had requested she would have left the door swinging wide open. 

The hour went by fast. Serena spent most of it on the balcony, trying to read her book but staring at the nightclub. The sun set and she almost felt like there was a pang in her heart watching the building. 

"Is the door open?" John yelled.

Serena stood up from her chair and looked over at him. He lifted up the two bags filled with groceries. 

"Come on up," she said.

Instead of going inside Serena continued to stare at the building. It was strange though, the ache in her chest wasn't causing the image of Adam to pop before her eyes. She shook her head, everything was so confusing right now, but she knew she had enjoyed their morning kisses. Serena told herself there was nothing wrong with a little summer fling. 

"Wow," John said. "Did Adam spend the night or something?"

"Sorry, what?" Serena asked as she walked back inside.

"This place reeks of him," John said.

"You can smell Adam?" Serena asked. "What does he wear some rare cologne or something?" 

John looked taken aback. 

"How did you hear that?" John asked.

"You mean the sentences you just spoke out loud?" Serena asked.

"Nevermind," John said. "But yea, Parrish smells just like his club."

"He didn't spend the night," Serena said. "Not that it's any of your business, but I let him crash here while I was at work. Are you going to tell Malcolm?"

"Why would you ask that?"

"Because on some bizarre level I feel like he is this father figure, and you're my big brother sent to watch me," Serena said.

John looked hurt. 

"I'm sorry," Serena said. "I shouldn't have said that. I'm just on edge. Malcolm hasn't conveniently checked in on me since the dinner, which makes me a little suspicious."

"That's good right?" John asked. "I mean you made it out like his phone calls and stop ins were bothering you."

Serena shook her head, but turned it into a nod and started laughing.

"Maybe, and I mean maybe," John said. "Malcolm asked me to let him know how you are doing occasionally. But in the interest of the brother-sister relationship we have budding, I won't tell him anything you don't want me to and I am willing to bet everything with Adam is off limits?" 

"Thank you," Serena said. "I want to keep mine and Malcolm's relationship professional."

John nodded and started unloading his bags.

"Well you get to be my helper tonight," John said. "So lets pull out these pots and pans and get going."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Once Adam was let go from work he ran straight to Serena's loft. He put his hand on the knob and relief filled his body when the door opened wide. His comfort vanished when he was hit with John's body odor. A growl involuntarily forced its way out of him, but then he heard Serena let out a moan. She was alone in her bed, the balcony doors wide open let the moonlight reflect over her body. Adam felt himself stiffen, she looked like a goddess. 

He walked over to her, she had flung the covers off and she was a little upset she chose to cover herself more tonight. She had on a cotton t-shirt and a pair of shorts. Then she rolled over on her back and he saw her nipples were hard and poking through the thin fabric of her shirt. He had the urge to wrap his mouth around the small pebbles and flick them with his tongue. Imagining bringing her to orgasm by only touching her breasts made him go harder. If his plan was going to work he had to be careful with his restraint. 

Needing a distraction Adam headed back to the kitchen. He saw the empty bottle of wine and dishes in the sink. With her tiny frame he was certain she had enough booze in her that he could clean up without waking her. Doing the dishes gave him a chance to focus his mind.

The tears were pouring down Adam's cheeks. His stomach hurt, then it moved to his head, and then finally stung through his entire body. He felt like his skin was going to melt off.

"Why should we help this degenerate?" Malcolm yelled. "We gave him his chance already, and that was more than he deserved."

Adam was in too much to pain to open his eyes, but he recognized both voices.

"He is a member of this pack," Hawkins said. "And he deserves everything we can give him."

"He abandoned this pack last month," Malcolm said. "As far as we should be concerned he is a rouge."

"I was not here," Hawkins said. "Clearly leaving you in charge for the summer was a poor decision on my part. Had I been here none of this would have happened. You let one of our most promising members turn into a drug addict, then actually gave him a choice? You should have called me earlier. I would have never let it gotten this far and would have forced him into rehab."

"Can't you see when you're making a poor choice?" Malcolm asked. "This lousy excuse for a wolf is no better than his father. We should have gotten rid of him all those years ago, but you insisted on second and third chances."

Even through the pain Adam had heard enough. He forced his eyes open and ran at Malcolm, pushing the older man against the wall by the neck.

"Don't you EVER say anything negative about my father," Adam said.

The fear in Malcolm's eyes was prominent, but then Adam's strength vanished. He dropped the man and keeled over all in one motion. Then everything went black. 

Serena was an attractive, sexy, human. But more importantly a means to an end. That was it. Adam needed to remember that. 

*****

Author's note: I am hoping that this chapter generated some more questions for you than gave you answers. Still pretty early on in the story. I do feel I'm at the point where I should forewarn readers that the working title of this was "sad story" so there is a chance that things aren't going to go so smoothly for anyone. As always thank you for taking the time to check this out and please rate/comment/ give me some feedback! Always love to hear your thoughts and (constructive) criticisms! 



Blood Relations Ch. 04



Serena awoke to an arm draped around her waist. She wasn't used to sleeping next to anyone and it made her a little giddy. Turning around, she looked at Adam who was deep asleep. Carefully lifting his arm she slid out from under him and stood up. He let out a groan and rolled over. She was sure nothing was going to wake him up.

When she walked into her sparkling clean kitchen Serena's smile grew. She thought she could get used to this, waking up to a gorgeous man who also cooked and cleaned. She checked her phone and saw it was already eight. Her smile turned into a frown, she hadn't bothered to set the alarm not wanting to wake Adam if he had turned up, but assumed her rhythm would mean she would have woken earlier than this. 

With the intention of only taking a half-day Serena didn't bother to shower. She remembered Piper's casual attire from last week and decided to wear work out clothes to work, that way when she was finished she could go straight for a jog. 

After she brushed her teeth she was quick to head downstairs. As predicted nobody was there to notice her tardiness. She fired up her computer and debated on checking her e-mail. It had been a few days. Her student account showed nothing new. When she brought up the log in screen for her personal address Serena couldn't bring herself to login. Today was a good day and she didn't want to start it off by bringing herself down. 

Serena wasted no time diving right into work. Piper was right about not needing to work forty hours to keep up to date on all the accounts. Everything was entered in the spreadsheets and Serena was back to updating files. She kept her music turned up and when the door opened Serena didn't bother looking up from her screen.

"You're a little early for a Friday," she said. "It's barely 10 am."

"I am surprised to see the habits of the other employees aren't rubbing off on you," Malcolm said.

Serena looked up and stood at the same time.

"I'm sorry I thought you were John."

Malcolm looked her up and down.

"Well I suppose that's one way to approach casual Friday," he said. 

"I didn't know you were coming by today," Serena said. "I am ahead on my work, so I was planning on taking a jog as soon as I left here."

"John said you are quite the worker," Malcolm said. "I know I stressed the importance of taking this job seriously, but I know that you have been. Please feel free to adjust your hours accordingly and dress how you see fit. I want you to feel comfortable here"

"I do," Serena said. "Thank you."

"We never got your direct deposit set up," Malcolm said. "So I am here to drop off your check." 

"Thank you," Serena said. 

"There is a bank in town where you can cash that if you like," Malcolm said. "Maybe open up an account too. Then I won't have to have this delivered each week."

Serena took the envelope from Malcolm's hand. 

"Big weekend plans?" Malcolm asked.

"I have few things I plan on doing," Serena said. 

"Maybe Sunday night you could come for dinner again?" Malcolm asked. "I know Kay would love to see you." 

"I would love to, but I have a full plate," Serena said. "Maybe next week?" 

"You could bring Mr. Parrish," Malcolm said. 

Serena could tell speaking those words was difficult for Malcolm. She wasn't sure what Malcolm's plan was with that and gave him a raised eyebrow.

"Maybe it's time me and him buried the hatchet," Malcolm said. "Is that still a saying?"

"Yes," Serena said. 

"Bring it up to him," Malcolm said. "He knows how to get in contact with me. Maybe you should use some of that check to get yourself a new phone, one that actually works out here."

"That's not a bad idea," Serena said. 

"Have a pleasant day," Malcolm said. "Really you're the boss at the moment, so close up shop whenever you think necessary. I care much more about you getting the work done than the amount of hours you put in."

"Thank you."

Malcolm nodded his head and turned around. The door closed and Serena sat back down. She opened up the envelope and her jaw dropped. There was no way this figure was right. Serena stood back up and ran outside just as Malcolm was getting into his car.

"Sir this isn't the amount we discussed," Serena said.

"Well, you worked all last weekend and you've accomplished what I thought would take months in days. I believe that kind of behavior should be rewarded."

"Does this mean...if I finish everything early my internship is over?" 

"Quite the contrary," Malcolm said. "Once everything is digital, this job could be done from anywhere. If you decide you want to spend the rest of the summer working for me from France I would oblige your request. Plus, I am hoping that this might make you consider becoming a full time employee after you graduate. We could set up an office for you anywhere in the world." 

Serena was ecstatic. She was about to thank Malcolm and speak his praises, but then it dawned on her how weird this was.

"Why?"

"You're a hard worker," Malcolm said. "And a trustworthy individual."

"There are lots of hard workers out there," Serena said. "Why me?"

Malcolm looked at her with concern. He opened his mouth, but then closed it again. 

"Your background check revealed a great loss in your life," Malcolm said. "I don't want you to interpret this as pity, because it's not. I just think you deserve some good things to happen to you."

"Lots of people have loss," Serena said. 

She watched as Malcolm broke.

"You remind me of someone that I used to know a long time ago," Malcolm said. "I suppose that might make me treat you a little differently, but I never want to come off...what was the word...creepy? I guarantee if you ask any of my other employees they will tell you what a caring employer I am. I would like to see you succeed."

Serena nodded her head. That was as close to the truth as she was going to get right now. Malcolm returned her gesture and climbed into his car. Serena turned and went back into the shop. She wanted to go on her jog, but decided depositing the check was more important first. She grabbed her purse and closed up, hoping that John wouldn't mind when he finally showed up.

~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The sun was down and Serena was getting anxious. When she got back from the bank and her jog Adam was gone. She thought she would have made it back to the loft before he left for work, but it had been so long since she had taken a jog and apparently she had too much energy to burn.

Glancing in the mirror Serena realized she missed one section of her hair. She grabbed the curling iron and twisted the lock around the rod. Her make-up was light as usual, but her red and white dress made her small frame look curvier than it really was, she knew the red heels would make her legs look longer and go better with the outfit, but Serena dreaded the way her feet would feel at the end of the night so instead she went with her plain tan sandals again. 

Serena locked her door and headed down to the street. It was just after ten, probably still too early for a big club crowd, but that only meant Serena would get some time to chat with Adam. It beat sitting at home on a Friday with her book. 

The streets were more crowded than they were last week at this time, but that wasn't saying much. Serena wondered what it would be like to vacation this way, sleeping all day and staying awake until dawn. She shook her head, sleeping until nine was snoozing for her. Before she went away to college Saturdays at seven was standard for her. 

The door to Serena's room flung open. She was putting in her earing and turned to smile at her mom.

"I was just coming to make sure you were awake," she said. 

"Wide awake and ready to go," Serena replied.

"Aren't most seventeen year olds supposed to sleep in until noon?"

"Most seventeen year olds are idiots too," Serena said. "Doesn't mean I have to fit the mold."

"Sometimes I don't know whether to thank God I ended up with such a responsible child or question why my little girl went from twelve to forty and skipped her rebellious years altogether," her mother said.

"Are you sad we never got to do the fighting stage?" Serena asked.

"When I was your age I was sneaking out to see boys, drinking, smoking pot, hating my mother."

"How about tonight we split a bottle of wine in the backyard then?" Serena asked. "When you head inside I can wait five minutes and then we can yell at each other?"

"If you were any other girl I would say no," her mother said. "But that does sound like a fabulous idea."

"When are we leaving?" Serena asked.

"I thought we might take this weekend off..."

If Serena's mother was really looking for a fight than this was a good way to get one.

"The whole reason we moved here was to be closer," Serena said.

"But you've been here a month," her mother said. "Have you made any friends?"

Serena glared at her mother. Colorado was the final move before Serena turned eighteen. Her mother promised in exchange for Serena's agreement to try and make a real life here, but since senior year was already half way over she doubted it would happen until she started at the community college in the fall. 

"Well what if we explored the town just the two of us? A woman at work told me about this amazing bakery. We could grab some cupcakes to eat with that bottle of wine." 

"Maybe we could stop on our way," Serena said. "Dad always enjoyed cupcakes."

Serena watched her mother give a pressed lipped smile and nod. That was the end of their discussion. 

"Hey watch it!" 

Serena was snapped out of her memory and back to the present. She tried to apologize to the girl she just bumped into, but they had already disappeared down the street. She approached the entrance to the club, there was no line and the bouncer waved her right inside. 

The dance floor was empty. The VIP tables were more than half filled though, but the lights were too dim to see who was sitting there. It didn't matter, the only person Serena expected to know would be working behind the bar. She spotted an empty seat and grabbed it. 

"What will it be?" 

A female bartender came over and put a napkin in front of Serena. She looked around for Adam, but he wasn't back there. 

"Are you twenty one?" 

Serena grabbed her clutch and pulled out her ID.

"The bouncer sees a pretty lady and always lets her in," the woman said. "My boss would kill me if I served a minor."

"Your boss?" Serena asked.

"You are looking for Adam," she said. "He's on table duty until midnight. I'm Grace, hopefully I can help you out in the meantime."

Serena wondered how often girls showed up to stalk him. Based on Grace's demeanor she figured often.

"I'll just have a beer," Serena said. 

The bartender opened her mouth, but then shut it right away and walked to grab Serena her drink. Serena looked over at the VIP tables, she could see people moving around, but again it was too dim to try and figure out where Adam was. Serena felt a little self-conscious. She was alone in a bar, something she would have never considered doing before. She wished she had brought her book or a newspaper, anything to distract herself.

"Is this seat taken?" 

Serena turned around to see a young man smiling at her. He was nice looking, but nothing to distinct about him. 

"All yours," Serena said. 

He slid into the chair. 

"What are you doing out here all by your lonesome?" 

"Who said I was lonely?" Serena asked. 

"Fair enough," he replied. "I'm Ted."

"Serena."

"I've heard of you," he said. "I'm a local, the tourists don't start showing up until after midnight." 

"Is there like a community newsletter or something?" Serena asked.

He laughed.

"More like I'm friends with John," Ted said. "He mentioned working with you. We have a private table. Why don't you come and say hi?"

Grace came back and dropped off her beer. 

"You need anything?" Grace asked Ted.

"Na," Ted said. "Truthfully I saw her sitting all alone and thought I would be her knight in shining armor, but it turns out I sort of know her."

Grace laughed.

"I'm sorry if you sort of know this guy," Grace said.

She leaned over the bar and gave Ted a playful slug. 

"I'll come back with you," Serena said. "Maybe I can surprise John?"

"I pointed out I was coming to talk to you," Ted said. "I don't think he realized you were his boss."

Serena was about to point out she wasn't his boss, but realized she sort of was. Either way, she was happy to not sit by herself. She grabbed her drink and Ted stood up too. 

"So has John filled you in on my life story?" 

"Actually tonight is the first time I've seen him since he started working with you," Ted said. "All I've heard was that his boss was some hotshot college girl with a killer work ethic."

"So he thinks I'm working him too hard?"

"Let's just say he's not used to eight hours in an office," Ted said. 

"He mentioned he's kind of the odd job guy around town," Serena said. "What about you?"

"I haven't figured out my main goal," Ted said. "But my dad owns one of the bars, so I work there a lot. Now that I'm thinking about it you were there with Piper last Friday. I would have introduced myself but you never came to the bar."

"We were betting for drinks," Serena said. "She's an awful pool player."

"I like where your head is at," Ted said. "Maybe once our table time here expires I can take you on."

Serena nodded as they walked up the booth. She spotted John right away, with two other guys she had never met before.

"Turns out the beauty at the bar is already acquainted with out dear John," Ted said.

"Serena I didn't you were coming here. I stopped by the loft earlier," John said. "I would have invited you over. You really have to get a working phone."

"Actually I did that today," Serena said.

She pulled out her tiny gray flip phone.

"Did you get that from a phone museum?" Ted asked.

"It makes and receives calls," Serena said. "That's it."

"Wow," one of the other guys said. "A phone that actually serves its purpose."

"Have a seat," John said.

Serena slid into the booth next to John. Ted sat down next to her. It was a semi circle with John in the middle. 

"This is Brody and Alex," John said. "Guys this is my ball busting boss, Serena."

"Ooooo," Alex said. "So you're the slave driver?"

"What????" Serena asked.

The guys started laughing.

"Don't mind them," John said. "I happen to love my job."

"Alright. I have three vodka redbulls, two jager bombs, and three shots of jack."

Serena looked up to see Adam passing out the drinks. The two of them locked eyes and his went wide with surprise. 

"We have a new member," Brody said. "Tell the waiter what you want."

"Actually," Ted said. "I wanted a vodka monster, I hate redbull." 

Serena looked at John. 

"Don't be a jerk Ted," John said. 

"What?" Ted asked.

"What is the most difficult drink to make?" Brody asked. "Whatever that is, the lady will have one."

"Knock it off Brody," John said.

"Serena can I talk to you for a second?" Adam asked.

"Sure," she said.

Ted got out of the booth and Serena followed Adam to the edge of the VIP section.

"What are you doing here?" Adam asked.

His voice was harsh.

"I came here to see you," Serena said. 

"Oh yea?" Adam asked. "I found out you closed the shop early and didn't bother to come see me after? I looked all over for you before leaving for work."

"I wanted to let you sleep," Serena said.

"Now you're hanging out with these assholes?" Adam asked.

"I just met them," Serena said. "I was alone at the bar, waiting for you. It's not like I have a ton of friends." 

"How did you get here then?" 

"What's with all the questions?"

"Did you walk here alone?"

Serena watched Adam's features tighten in anger.

"I'm an adult," Serena said. "It's not that late."

"I already told you," Adam said. "Don't go outside alone after dark." 

"That's a stupid rule," Serena said. "I thought you would be happy to see me." 

"I am," Adam said. "I am...it's just, this isn't the best night."

"Do you want me to leave?" Serena asked. 

"Not by yourself," Adam said. 

"So then you would rather I sat at the bar alone?" Serena asked. 

"I would rather you didn't come here at all," Adam said. 

"Let's get something straight," Serena said. "I agreed to date you, but that doesn't mean you get to order me around. I don't belong to you. If you think for one second that bullshit is going to fly you have another thing coming."

Serena didn't bother waiting for a response. She wasn't as stupid as everyone seemed to think. If Adam was going to spend the summer being a controlling dick she could find better ways to spend her time. Ted scooted over and Serena slid in next to him. 

"Trouble in paradise?" John asked.

"Nope," Serena said. "Can I have one of those jager bombs?" 

Serena reached out to take one, but Brody grabbed it away and downed the shot. 

"Just an excuse to make him work a little harder," Brody said.

"I thought Adam was just a bartender," Serena said.

"He owed John a favor," Ted said. "We may be having a little fun with him this evening."

"I like fun," Serena said. 

Adam came back with a new drink and sat it down in front of Alex. 

"Vodka monster," Adam said.

"Where's my drink?" Serena asked. "The most difficult one to make?"

Adam gritted his teeth at her. Serena just smiled up at him and batted her lashes.

"Right away," Adam said. 

He stormed off. 

"So I know what John and Ted do," Serena said. "What about you two?"

The conversation stayed light for the next hour. Every time Adam came around one of the guys had some new ridiculous drink order. Serena was a little impressed Adam was taking it in such stride. She was on her second of whatever drink Adam was bringing her, and was pretty sure there wasn't any alcohol in it. 

"I have to ask," Serena said. "Why are you four enjoying tormenting Adam so much?" 

"We all grew up together," Brody said. "Adam was always sort of an asshole."

"Think he was the prom king, football quarterback type," Alex said. "We were the band nerds."

"Still holding on to High School revenge?" Serena asked.

"Don't listen to Alex," John said. "Adam was always nice growing up."

"He didn't really become an asshole until he opened the club," Ted finished. 

"He didn't really become an asshole until he got involved with that girl," Brody said.

"Josephine?" Serena asked.

"Let's just say we take loyalty very seriously around here," John said. "Some people still feel a little betrayed by Adam's choices."

"So instead of talking to him about your issues you choose to order him around?" 

All of a sudden Serena didn't appreciate the group she was associating with. 

"I wish it were that simple," John said. "Since he's been back this is the most time any of us have spent with him."

"I kept asking him to run with me," Brody said. "He always had an excuse."

"He pretty much keeps to himself outside of work and his sister," Alex said. "I would take the asshole jock over the absent zombie."

Serena found that so sad. She wondered if Adam was aware he was cutting people who cared about him out of his life. Serena looked out the corner of the booth and spotted him walking towards them with a tray of drinks. 

"Alright gentlemen," Adam said. "And lady. We are getting too busy. The table is yours for the rest of the night, but your open bar is over at one. Katrina will be your server from here on out. I wish I could say it was fun, but I hope to never serve you guys again." 

He put what looked like pina coladas in front of everyone, except Serena. Her drink was blended and pink. A napkin dropped in her lap. 

"Thank you man," John said. "This was pretty awesome of you to hook us up like this."




Blood Relations Ch. 04



"Maybe next time you can sit with us," Brody said.

Adam gave a pressed smile before walking away. 

"Let me get out," John said.

Alex and Brody stood up and John ran after Adam. Serena wasn't sure what they were saying, but both of them looked happy. John stuck out his hand and Adam took it, they gave each other a half hug and Adam headed towards the bar. Serena opened up the napkin.

Meet me at the back door. 

"I have to use the restroom," Serena said. 

Nobody acknowledged her as she headed towards the rear of the club, not knowing how her upcoming conversation was going to go.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Adam was getting hot. He couldn't wait to walk outside and feel the nighttime air. He spotted Serena making her way towards him. He pressed his lips together and pushed open the back door. She had a small smile on her face.

"Was that fun for you?" Adam asked.

"A little," Serena said. 

"Oh so you like humiliating me?"

Instead of the nighttime making him cooler he felt his blood boil even more. Who did she think she was to treat him that way? Especially in front of members of his pack. 

"Do you like telling me what to do all the time?" Serena snapped at him.

"I said those things because I actually care about you," Adam said. "You were just taking enjoyment in my misery."

"Those guys want to spend time with you," Serena said. "They were all talking about how much they miss you."

"They're full of shit," Adam said. "You're even dumber than you look if you buy that for one second. How about I show up at your work with four people who hate you and then boss you around for hours? Oh wait I can't do that, because anyone who even knew who you were is dead."

As soon as the words left his mouth Adam knew he went too far. Serena struck with such force he didn't have time to brace himself. The slap was hard. It would leave a mark, he was sure. 

Serena grabbed the door and went back inside. Shit. He shouldn't have done that. This was going to be hard to come back from. He was going to have to grovel a lot. For this first time since his plan had come to fruition Adam was thinking she was more trouble than she was worth. He pulled open the door and went back inside. He expected to see her storming towards the front entrance, but instead her dress disappeared into the bathroom. 

He doubted she would speak to him at the moment, that meant telling John to make sure she got home safe and he really didn't want to involve that dick any more. He shook his head and started towards the booths, when finally a stroke of luck presented itself. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Serena splashed some cold water on her face. She grabbed a paper towel and blotted her face dry, making sure to wipe away any of her makeup that ran. She needed to get out of this place. It would be rude not to tell John she left, but it wasn't like they showed up together or anything. Besides, if he went looking for her it wouldn't be hard to get the answers from Adam. 

After composing herself a little more. Serena took a deep breath and went back into the club. She kept her head down and made it straight to the front door. There was a sea of people on the dance floor and it was easy to go unnoticed. Nobody called her name or noticed her. She walked straight outside and felt the urge to scream, which she would have done if it weren't for the long line of people waiting to get inside. 

"Someone looks upset."

Serena wasn't in the mood to get hit on. She turned to see who the voice belonged too. 

"What do you want?" Serena asked.

"Hello to you too," he said.

"Leave me alone," she said. 

"My night is fabulous," he said. "Thanks for asking."

"Let me guess," Sabrina said. "Adam asked you to make sure I got home okay? Why don't you just head back inside and tell him to go fuck himself?"

"Because I'm not much for curse words," he said.

Serena was so angry. The last thing she wanted was Adam's friend hanging around. She wished she had a friend so badly at the moment, but everyone she knew was somehow connected to that stupid ass inside. 

"Vance right?" Serena asked.

"Close Sabrina," he said.

She laughed and smiled.

"So you can smile," he said. 

"Seriously though," Serena said. "I don't need a babysitter. Just go back inside."

"It's a little boring in there," he said. "Why don't we go somewhere else? Piper tells me you're a pool shark."

"Wow," Serena said. "It's worse than I thought. I assumed Adam just wanted you to walk me home. Since he is convinced I will get attacked in this wealthy tourist town with about zero crime as far as I can tell."

"He did," Lance said. "But it's boring in there and you seem more interesting. So come on." 

Lance started walking down the street. Serena stood dumbfounded. This was definitely a setup, but she could think of one way to test it. She caught up to Lance.

"Take me to a bar outside of this area," Serena said. "There are three other little strips. Take me to one of those." 

"Fine," Lance said. "I'm in the mood to live on the wild side."

Serena glanced over at him. He had on brown dress pants and a white fitted shirt. 

"I didn't think men were supposed to mix black and brown," Serena said.

"I am not sure if you're referring to my belt or shoes," he said. "But the real rule is just that those two articles match."

He glanced over at her and smiled. The gold in his brown eyes reflected in the streetlights. He reached out and pulled her to his side. Her heart raced, as she looked ahead.

"I know it's easy to stare," he said. "But I would still keep your eyes on the sidewalk. You almost nailed that lamppost."

"Sorry," Serena said.

He let go of her and Serena glanced where his hand had been. Goosebumps covered her arms. 

"If you don't keep watch I will have to hold you hand," he said. "That would really piss Adam off."

"Ugh," Serena said. "Can we agree not to speak his name for the rest of the night?"

"I have no problem with that," Lance said. 

Serena had to swerve to avoid a group walking. Lance kept his pace and she needed to speed up to stay near him. 

"Why are there so many people out?" Serena asked. "I bumped into a girl earlier."

"It's Memorial Day weekend," Lance said. "Pretty much the kickoff of the vacation season. It will be just as crowded every weekend from here on out."

They passed a couple making out with each other. The woman had one leg wrapped around the man's waist. 

"Don't stare," Lance said. "It's rude."

"Well they should get a room," Serena said.

"Prude are we?" Lance asked.

"No," Serena said. 

"There's nothing wrong with that," Lance said. 

They finished walking the last block of the downtown area. The streetlights disappeared and the crowd dissipated a little bit, but there were still people everywhere. Serena sort of wished she were holding on to Lance's hand, at least that way she wouldn't lose him. 

"A few rules about tonight," Lance said. "When I say you're mine, just agree. Don't wander off with any strangers, male or female. If anyone asks you anything weird just said you're with Lance. Do you understand?" 

"Not really," Serena said. 

"You don't have to," Lance said. "Oh and I should forewarn you. I will make sure you don't remember any of this in the morning."

Serena laughed. 

"You plan on getting me that drunk? It's already after midnight and I'm pretty sure Adam was serving me virgin drinks all night."

"You already broke our truce," Lance said. 

"Shit," Serena said. "I guess that means I buy the first drink?"

"Again with the cursing," Lance said. "But...that sounds fair."

He turned right down a side street. Serena followed him, eager to check out a new part of town. 

"Tell me about yourself Serena," Lance said.

"I'm twenty one," Serena said. "Majoring in accounting."

Lance let out a sigh.

"Boring," he said. "Tell me something good."

"You first," Serena said.

"I'm a vampire," he said.

Serena burst out laughing. She saw a big grin on his face, his teeth were so white they practically glowed in the dark.

"Well that will be hard to top," Serena said. 

"What are you?" Lance asked.

"A mermaid," Serena said.

"Interesting theory," Lance said. "But I don't see any gills." 

"Then I guess I'm a boring old human," Serena said.

"I knew that wasn't true the second I saw you," he said. "It's been eating away at me. You're an anomaly."

"Maybe that's how I should introduce myself from now on," Serena said. 

Serena spotted the streetlights up ahead. For some reason she felt giddy. 

"It does have a nice ring to it," Lance said. 

"In all reality," Serena said. "I'm not that interesting."

"I wish that were the case," Lance said. "It appears lots of people find you fascinating."

"Are you referring to he who won't me named?" 

"Him," Lance said. "And Malcolm."

"I'm not as stupid as they think," Serena said. 

"I believe that," Lance said. "But please, elaborate." 

"The only reason Adam is paying me any attention is to piss off Malcolm," Serena said. "Malcolm claims I remind him of someone he used to know, but I don't buy it. For some reason I do mean something to him."

"If you knew that about Adam, why were you seeing him?" Serena asked.

"First of all," Serena said. "I've only been here a week. I wouldn't say I was seeing Adam. Secondly, he's attractive and I'm only here for a few months. I didn't see the harm as long as I didn't get emotionally attached."

"I see now," Lance said. "You were looking for a little man candy."

"He can be a nice guy," Serena said. "But he has his demons like the rest of us."

"So does that mean you're not finished with our Mr. Parrish?" Lance asked.

"No," Serena said. "I think I am completely done. For the record you brought this up again. So I'll pay for the drinks. You get the shots?" 

"Sounds fair," Lance said. "As long as we are finishing out discussion about him, what happened tonight?"

"I might have been having fun teasing him a little too much," Serena said. "Then I tried to tell him people cared about him and he pointed out all my dead friends and family."

"Do you have a lot of those?" 

"My parents are dead," Serena said.

"But your friends?"

"I never really had many of those," Serena said. 

"But Adam was under the impression you did?"

"Let's just say...I've been known to lie," she said. 

"As you said earlier, we all have our demons," Lance said.

They were approaching the street. Lance stopped walking. He turned and grabbed Serena by the shoulders. She looked right into his eyes and felt like she was floating. The gold specks overtook the brown in his irises. 

"Remember the rules," Lance said. "You are mine. You will not wander off alone with anyone. If someone asks you something that makes you uncomfortable just say you belong to Lance." 

"I belong to you," Serena said. 

"Good girl," Lance said.

He looked away and Serena had to blink several times. She felt like she was back in her body. 

"I'm sorry," Serena said. "What did you say? Your eyes are pretty intense."

"I said no more Adam talk the rest of the night," Lance said.

Serena nodded her head. This section of town looked very different from where Serena lived. The buildings were modern, they didn't have the classic downtown feel. Lance stopped in front of the first building. The door was painted black against red brick. This was very different from the sports bars she was used to.

The walls were navy blue, the lighting was dim and reproductions of classic artwork hung. There were white couches in the corners and tall bar tables decorating the rest of the space. Lounge music played on the speakers, but not loud enough to stop any conversations. Serena noticed there weren't many conversations going on. Everyone in the bar was staring at her. She felt Lance's hand on her shoulder and swore she heard him hiss. In a matter of seconds everyone was back to what they were doing. 

"Breath," Lance whispered in her ear. 

She felt nervous and reached grabbed his free hand. He gave her a reassuring squeeze and led her to the bar. 

"What's your poison?" Lance asked.

"Something strong," Serena said.

He ordered and Serena continued looking around the bar, not letting go of him. Everyone was coupled up. She felt underdressed, not because of her lack of heels, but everything felt expensive in here. She took another look at Lance's outfit. She wasn't an expert at designers, but had the feeling it cost more than her parent's house. 

"Take this," Lance said.

She dropped his hand and he put a shot glass in hers. 

"Cheers," he said. 

They threw the drinks back. A sweet burn filled her mouth. Lance handed her the actual drink and they sat at an open table. 

"Who is this?" 

A beautiful woman approached them. She had black hair and big blue eyes. 

"I'm Lance's," Serena said.

She wasn't sure why those words came out, but the woman gave a small laugh. 

"I figured that sugar," she said. 

"Serena this is Natalie," Lance said. 

"Should I bring Benjamin over?" Natalie asked. "Maybe we can all share."

"Not interested in your sloppy seconds," Lance said. "But if you make sure everyone leaves us alone the rest of the night I might give you a taste tomorrow."

"Deal," she said. "What's your blood type?"

Serena looked at Lance. He just smiled at her. 

"B negative," Serena said. 

"Did you know that only 1.5% of the US population has your blood type? The second rarest," she said.

"I'm sorry Natalie, but my request included you as well," Lance said. 

The woman bowed her head and backed away. Serena looked at Lance with big eyes. She thought about his earlier remark, and was starting to think he wasn't joking.

"What did you say you were again?" 

"I am a vampire," Lance said. "You are in a very special town. The only one like it in the world, I can't believe Malcolm didn't give you more of an explanation before bringing you here."

"But vampires aren't real," Serena said. 

"Why aren't you scared?" Lance asked.

"I don't know," Serena said. "Shock?"

"I doubt that very much," Lance said.

"I don't think you will hurt me," Serena said. 

"It's people like me that makes us nervous about letting you walk home alone," Lance said. "Of course it is illegal to attack a human in the town. Whoever tried anything would be punished by death, but they are under no obligation to hide what they are from you."

"Is Adam a...."

"Nope," Lance said. "You live in the werewolf quarter."

"So Adam is a wolf?"

"I thought we weren't talking about him anymore," Lance said. 

"And Piper? John? Malcolm?"

"Exactly," Lance said. 

"Why are you telling me all of this?" Serena asked.

"I already told you," Lance said. "You won't remember any of this tomorrow, so there is no point in keeping it from you."

All logic told Serena he was lying, but then everything came crashing down. There were so many signs. The growls, the pack dynamic, the loyalty the seemed to cherish, Piper falling in love with a strange guy out of nowhere, Malcolm and Kay. 

"You're not lying to me," Serena said. "They're all wolves."

"Do you need another shot?" Lance asked.

"Make it a double," Serena said. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Things had been so boring lately, Lance was happy to have some excitement. Adam was going to kill him once he found out Serena was in this side of town, but Lance didn't think that would happen until tomorrow. Besides, all Adam did was bark at him to follow Serena. He didn't give specific instructions. This girl was fascinating. 

"Wait," Serena asked. "What else is real?" 

"Fairies, witches, goblins, trolls," Lance said. "Really the list goes on. There's not a lot of us. Probably more werewolves than anything else, but they live in these packs and tend to leave humans alone. Harmless really."

"Are you going to drink my blood?" Serena asked.

Lance laughed. He never expected someone to take this news so well. He would have thought she'd pass out or think he was lying. Instead her big blue eyes were filled with curiosity. 

"I haven't decided yet," Lance said. "Do you want me to?"

"Not particularly," Serena said. "So when you were asking what I was, you don't think I'm human?"

"Nope," Lance said. 

"Could I be a mix of something?" Serena asked.

"Doesn't work that way," Lance said.

"Well how does it work?"

"Most supernatural are born into this life," Lance said. "Really all of them are, except for Vampires."

"So there are no hybrids or anything like that?" 

"Not that I am aware," Lance said. "Vampires cannot have children, even with each other because technically we're dead. If a werewolf and a human mate, the child is either a wolf or a human. Same with fairies, witches, really everything else."

"Are zombies real?" 

Lance laughed again. He couldn't believe how many questions she had. 

"Zombies are reanimated corpses," Lance said. "That's what I am. So I guess you could call me a zombie."

"When did you become a vampire?" 

"1776," Lance said. 

"Were you in the war?"

"I have been in all the wars," Lance said. "Except the desert ones. Too much sun."

"So you can't go outside during daylight?" Serena asked.

"Nope," Lance said. 

"What about stakes?"

"Now you want me to tell you how to kill me?" 

"Sorry," Serena said. "That was rude. How many vampires are there?"

He couldn't believe this girl was remaining so calm, even apologizing to him. Most people would have taken of running at this point.

"About a thousand," Lance said. 

"Do you govern yourselves?" 

"We have systems in place if need be," Lance said. "But as long as I've been alive it hasn't been an issue."

"How did it happen?"

"Boring story," Lance said. "Lots of blood in war, it attracts vampires. I was dying, got shot in the shoulder. One saw me and thought I was beautiful, so he turned me. I stuck with him for the next century. Then we went out separate ways. During the civil war he found another beautiful person to turn."

"Oh," Serena said. "So are you gay?"

Lance knew that question was coming. He rolled his eyes.

"I expected better from you," he said. "No. I'm not gay. Don't be so close minded. Beauty knows no gender."

"Have you been with a man before?"

"Wow," Lance said. "You like to get personal quick. Have you ever been with another woman?"

"Yes," Serena said. 

She was even more full of surprises.

"Are you gay?"

"No," Serena said. 

"There's your answer," Lance said. "I didn't expect a yes from you on that question."

"There's a lot you don't know about me," Serena said. "Might not be as big as being a supernatural being, but I have my secrets."

"I need another drink," Lance said.

"My turn to buy," Serena said.

She stood up from the stool. Lance let his eyes run over her body. Even in those horrible shoes her legs still looked amazing. They were shapely and long for her short stature. He wanted them wrapped around his shoulders.

"Lance?" Serena was looking over her shoulder staring at him.

"Sorry," he said. "What?"

"What do you want?" 

"Tell them I'll have another," Lance said. "They know what to do."

She smiled and nodded before walking towards the bar. Lance licked his lips. A hand wrapped around his waist. 

"Where did you find that one?" Natalie asked.

"Werewolf side of town," Lance said. 

"Maybe I should venture over there more often," she said. 

"Sorry Natalie," Lance said. "You're just a tourist. The only reason they tolerate me is because I live here year round."

"Which I will never understand why," Natalie said.

"Because my friends live here," Lance said.

He felt a pang of guilt at the F word. Adam was a good friend, even if he was a screw up. Whatever his reasons were for being interested in Serena Lance needed to honor that. Adam got to her first. Serena started walking back and Natalie slinked away.




Blood Relations Ch. 04



"One pink martini," Serena said, setting the drink down. 

"Why don't you tell me more about the time you were with a woman?" Lance asked.

"I was in a study group," Serena said. "We had a big test the next day. It was getting late, people kept leaving, then it was down to just me and Mia. She made the first move and I went with it."

"So you kissed another girl?" Lance said.

He should have expected this, that hardly counted.

"Sure," Serena said. "Then she fingered me until I came and then I went down on her. I think she might have faked her orgasm though, I never asked."

The image of Serena between another woman's legs made Lance go hard. She gave him a sly grin and took a sip of her martini. This night went from boring to very interesting in the matter of an hour.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Serena couldn't believe she told Lance about Mia, but since he was being so open with his vampirism she felt the urge to share. Her one time with another female was more interesting than her times with Charlie. She was happy Lance didn't ask about her other sexual adventures. 

"Do you want to check out another bar?" Lance asked.

"Does every place down here charge over twenty bucks a drink?" Serena asked.

She had just gotten paid, but she didn't want to waste all her money in one night. 

"Yes," Lance said. "This is one of the cheaper establishments, but I will pay for the rest of the evening."

"I hate having guys pay," Serena said. 

"Well this isn't a date," Lance said. "I am just worth way more money than you will ever make in your entire life."

Under normal circumstances Serena would have found his comment rude, but he was so open and honest about everything. It was strange.

"Fine," Serena said. 

He led her back outside. She could feel the effects of the alcohol and wanted to reach out and grab his hand. To her surprise she did it, he entwined his fingers with hers and Serena felt her heart flutter. What was going on? She felt like she dreaming with all the information he had dumped on her tonight. When they hit the outside Serena expected him to turn into the next building. It was brick too, but painted black. There was a sign it red letters, but they were too close to read it.

"Why aren't we going in this one?" Serena asked.

Lance stopped walking. He spun around to face her, his chest was at her eye level and she had to look up at him. He brought his free hand up and brushed back her hair.

"Because if I took you in there then the temptation to tie you to one of the beds and have my way with you might be too great," he said.

It felt like electricity was flowing through her veins. The image of Lance with his close off made her weak in the knees. He leaned in closer to her ear and whispered.

"Plus they really encourage sharing," he said. "I don't think Adam would like that very much."

The mention of his name made her angry. She didn't want him, she wasn't sure she every really did. Lance backed away, but didn't drop her hand. He continued walking and stopped at the next building. 

This place looked a lot like the last one, the color and decorations were different, but it gave off the same vibe. Lance led her through the bar to a set of stairs. They walked down to the basement. It was more of the same, but there were pool tables here.

"You mentioned his name again," Serena said. 

"It is easy to read the lust on your face," Lance said. "I'm not interested in my friend's girl."

"I'm not his girl," Serena said. "And I'm not interested in you."

"For someone who admits to being a liar, you're very bad at it," Lance said.

Lance gave her a smirk. She watched as Lance looked away. She wasn't sure if it was the alcohol talking, but vampire or not it was easy to tell Lance was feeling some sort of attraction to her too.

"Me and him never...progressed. You knew he was using me too," Serena said. "So you can't use him as an excuse."

"Sit here," Lance said. "Stay. I'm going to get us a drink. Then I can witness these billiard skills of yours first hand." 

Serena climbed on to one of the tall seats. She watched Lance go to the bar. She loved the way he looked in his pants. She saw herself pulling them off. Before her thoughts could progress any further a hand was on the side of her head, forcing her neck to bend. She felt someone sniffing her neck.

"Who are you?" A deep voice asked. 

Before she could respond the man was gone. Serena spun around to see Lance pining him to the floor. His hand was wrapped around the strangers neck. 

"She's mine," Lance said. 

The man shoved Lance back and stood up. 

"I didn't realize," he said, brushing the dust off of his shirt. "Before you get so upset, maybe mark your merchandize first next time."

Lance gave a hiss and the man walked away. He turned back to Serena.

"Are you alright?" 

"I'm fine," she said.

His eyes danced around her face.

"Why?" Lance asked. "You should be terrified." 

"I trust you," Serena said. 

Lance shook his head and looked away from her. He went back to the bar and returned with their drinks. Serena took a gulp of her martini. 

"If we're playing pool I want to keep it interesting," Serena said. 

"What other way is there to play?"

"Every ball I get in, I ask you a question and you have to answer truthfully," Serena said.

"I accept you offer," Lance said. "As long as I get the same deal. But what do I get if I win?"

"Winner's choice," Serena said. 

"That's a little dangerous," Lance said. 

"You don't want to gamble?" Serena asked.

"What if you win and demand all my money?" Lance asked.

"Fine," Serena said. "What do you want?"

"If I win," Lance said. "You have to leave this town."

Serena was taken aback. That was not what she expected Lance to say.

"Tomorrow," Lance said.

Serena felt her ego take a hit, but she wasn't one to back down. She nodded her head.

"If I win," Serena said. "You let me remember tonight." 

She watched Lance think it over, he gave one head nod and the game was on. Serena followed him to the table. He racked the balls. She needed to win, her martini was off limits for the rest of the game. Hell, the rest of the night she figured. 

"Does the lady want to break?" 

Serena didn't respond. Instead she picked up the cue and leaned over the table. She closed one eye, pulled back and fired with accuracy. One stripe went in, she examined the lay out of the table.

"Does that mean I have to answer a question?" Lance asked.

"No," Serena said. "It means I got a ball in so I get to call my side. I'm solids."

They had a much better position. Serena opted for the easiest shot. The two ball went in with ease. She went right into her first question.

"Why do you want me to leave town?" Serena asked.

"Personally, I don't," Lance said. "But I think if you stay something awful will happen to you."

"Are you a psychic vampire or something?" 

"Far from it," Lance said. "But the first time I saw you that thought popped into my head. I'm sticking with my gut."

That was a weird thing to say, but Serena focused on the first part of his answer. She repositioned herself and looked up as he took another sip of his drink. She fired again and made her shot. She opted to try to get the conversation lighter.

"How many sexual partners have you had?" 

"I lost count a long time ago," he said.

"Take a guess," Serena said.

She looked at Lance. He glanced at the ceiling and brought his hand up. 

"Are you doing math?" Serena asked.

"And people say algebra is useless," Lance said. "Approximately 3000." 

Almost one different person per day for a hundred years. Serena wasn't expecting that response. Her nerves were a little rattled. She tried to focus, but missed. One glance at the table told her he was about to hit in three balls. 

Lance rubbed the chalk on the tip of his cue. He didn't waste any time nailing the three shots. Now he was two balls up. 

"Why do you find Adam so attractive?" 

"I thought we weren't talking about him," Serena said. 

Ignoring her earlier promise she took a gulp from her martini. She was hoping to distance Lance's opinion of her from Adam. 

"New game, new rules," Lance said.

Serena tried to think of a response, but all the negative things that he had done kept coming to mind. The alcohol was fueling her, she knew Lance wanted her to focus on him, but he was no longer at the top of her mind.

"The eyes," Serena said. 

"Not the muscles?" 

"I like my men a little more trim," Serena said. 

She wanted Lance to grab on to the bait, but he just shook his head. She could tell her response got under his skin a little. She enjoyed watching him squirm.

"What are you thinking about right now?" Lance asked.

"Does that count as question number two?" Serena asked.

"Yes," he said.

His eyes still studied the table, not looking up at her. Truthfully she was thinking about taking off his clothes, feeling him on top of her as he thrust himself inside of her. She chastised her self. She barely knew this guy. She had no clue where those thoughts were coming from.

"You," Serena said.

"What about me?" Lance asked.

"Why you're having a strange effect on me," Serena said.

Again, Lance didn't ask another follow up. She licked her lips as he leaned over the table, lining up his next shot. She knew he wouldn't take it until he asked his last question. 

"How many sexual partners have you had? Not including Mia of course."

"One," Serena said. 

He looked rattled by her response. She thought back to Charlie and for a second wished she was a virgin, it would have made Lance less in control. He fired and missed. She decided only one wasn't so bad. It didn't take long for her to knock in two balls. Lance downed the rest of his drink and ordered another when a waitress walked by. 

"Are you happy?" Serena asked.

"Do you mean at this moment or in general?" Lance asked.

"Both," Serena said.

"Yes," Lance replied. "That was a waste of a question."

"Have you ever been in love?" Serena asked.

Serena looked away from the table. His eyes darted back and forth, struggling with the response. She stood back up again and stared at him. 

"No," he said. 

She leaned back down and took her shot. She was surprised when her ball went in, but it was the shot she was trying for. 

"Explain your last answer," Serena said.

"That isn't a question," Lance said.

"Now you want to stick to specifics?"

Serena gave him an eye. 

"I have thought I was in love before," Lance said. "But it has always faded away. If it were real love it would last forever." 

Serena took her shot and missed. Lance lined up and knocked another ball in. They each only had one ball left on the table, then the eight ball of course. 

"How many times did you and your lone partner have sex?" Lance asked.

"Four," Serena said. 

Again, he fired and missed. She took her shot and nailed the ball in. The cue ball was lined up for an easy shot to finish the game. Rather than win it outright Serena looked over at him.

"Do you want me?" Serena asked.

Lance walked over to her, his cue still in hand. His eyes burned down into hers. She knew he was drunk, but didn't care. She moved in closer to him and moved her head so her lips were right under his. 

"Yes," he said. 

Serena didn't want to miss her opportunity. She brought her hand up around his neck and went up on her toes. They were milliseconds away from meeting each other's lips when Lance pulled away. Serena was stunned, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a phone. 

"Hello," he said.

She had a feeling who was on the other line and was crushed he had answered. Not wanting to listen to the conversation Serena went back to the pool table. With one quick motion she fired at the eight ball and the game was over. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The small human was drunk, Lance was too, but he should have better control than her. He almost lost it for a second, but then he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and realized how wrong it would be to kiss her. 

He wasn't surprised to see Adam's name flashing on the screen.

"I need your help," he said. "Serena is missing. When you took her home she must have wondered out again."

"She's with me," Lance said.

"What?" Adam asked. "Good, where are you guys?"

"I think you should leave her alone," Lance said. "For awhile at least. She was pretty upset with you and I seem to be calming her down."

Lance didn't think he was technically lying. 

"So you don't think waiting at her door when she gets home will go over well?" Adam asked. "Is she drunk? Maybe it will be easier to talk to her if she's a little tipsy."

"I don't think that's a good idea," Lance said. "Not tonight."

"But you two are getting along?" Adam asked. "Help me out, set something up with her tomorrow night, then don't show up and I can swoop in and fix this stupid mess I made."

Lance turned around and looked at Serena. She was leaning against the pool table, her arms were crossed and an annoyed look was on her face. 

"I don't want to get involved," Lance said.

"You already are," Adam said. 

Lance studied her face. Her lips were the perfect heart shape, just plump enough without looking fake. If he hadn't answered the phone those lips would be pressed to his right now. 

"You're a good friend man," Adam said. "This is the last favor I'll ask you regarding her."

"Fine," Lance said. "I've got to go."

"Thanks," Adam said.

Lance hung up the phone and walked back to Serena. 

"I won," she said. "Are you going to hold up your end of the deal?" 

Lance nodded. She moved towards the table, clearly uninterested in picking up where they had left off. He could have beaten her with his first shot, but part of him didn't want to erase this night from her memory. And an even bigger part didn't want her to leave town just yet. With her around, things were finally starting to get fun.

"Are you ready to go home?" Lance asked. "It's after three."

"Yea," Serena said. 

They racked the balls back up and put away their cues before leaving the bar. Lance walked a few steps behind her and made sure no other vampire tried to touch her again. Once they were outside the silence between the two of them was painfully obvious. Lance had no desire to cease conversation with her. 

"So you've only been with one man four times?" 

"So you want me?" Serena fired back.

"I always want what I can't have," Lance said. "That's a big part of the allure."

Serena laughed and shook her head. 

"Maybe someday I will meet a guy who will want me because of my charming personality or winning good looks," Serena said. "And not for some crazy revenge theory or because I'm off limits for no good reason."

Lance felt a pang of guilt. He did want her, but not being able to have her had nothing to do with his reasons why. He couldn't the words to say without betraying his friend.

"Enough with the deep stuff," Serena said. "Or it's going to be a long walk home. Tell me something interesting."

"There are more atoms in a single glass of water than glasses of water in all the oceans of the Earth," Lance replied.

"I meant about you," Serena said. "Where were you born?"

"London," Lance said.

"Did you fight for the British?" Serena asked.

"Would it bother you if I said yes?" 

Lance smiled at Serena's attempts to form a response.

"No," Lance said. "I was a Patriot. Moved to the colonies with my family when I was four years old. We operated a livery." 

"Do you like horses?" Serena asked.

"I love them," Lance said. "I own several."

Lance realized it had been awhile since he went and visited his farm, maybe some night this week he would make his way out there and see his animals. 

"How does the whole drinking blood thing work?" 

"Back to questions about vampires are we?" Lance asked. "Pretty much like the movies. I usually drink bagged blood, that's what they serve in the bar. Some vampires have a feeder."

"That's what you thought I was when you first saw me," Serena said. "What is it?"

"Human companion," Lance said. "There were several out tonight. Stick with the vampire for awhile and the vampire gets to feed off of them."

"You don't have one?"

"Na," Lance said. "They're too much work. They ask too many questions."

Lance looked over at Serena with a raised eyebrow. She gave a small laugh and shook her head. 

"Walk straight," Lance said. "We can skip the downtown and take the back way to your place."

"So you do know where I live?" Serena asked. "And you frequent the...werewolf part of town often?" 

"Technically werewolves run the entire town," Lance said. "Most of the bartenders in the other areas are either wolves or humans."

"Ah," Serena said. "So I'm not the only human."

"No," Lance said. "I think you were the only one who wasn't aware of the area you are in though. Malcolm is probably going to be angry with me for tell you."

"Is he like the one in command or something?"

"Number two," Lance said. "Of course not for me. I don't have to listen to any of them. Your turn, tell me something interesting."

"I have a stalker," Serena said.

"Well I already knew that," Lance said.

"Not Adam," Serena said. "A real one."

She smiled at him. Lance didn't like how light she was taking that issue. 

"You're serious?"

"Yep," Serena said. "Part of the reason I was so eager to get out of New Mexico."

"Did you tell the police?"

"They aren't much help," Serena said. "He's mainly doing it online. I'm scared to check my e-mail."

"Don't," Lance said. "Delete the account."

"I can't," Serena said. "Or else I would need to spend some time transferring pictures out before I did."

"Anyone with an obsession is dangerous," Lance said. "No picture could be worth that."

"What if they're the only pictures I have of the dead?" Serena asked.

"I have no pictures of my family," Lance said. "Of course cameras weren't invented when they were still alive."

"What was your family like?" Serena asked.

Lance felt his chest tighten. It had been years, decades even, since someone asked him that question. He glanced over at Serena. 

"Why don't you tell me about yours first?" 

"It's pretty dark out here," Serena said. "When will the sun rise?"

He was relieved she changed the subject.

"I have about 114 minutes," Lance said. "Sort of a built in internal clock."

"If it's a rainy day can you come out?" Serena asked.

"Doesn't work that way," Lance said. 

"Have you ever moved to Alaska?" Serena asked. "Isn't it dark there all the time?" 

"During parts of the year," Lance said. "But it's also light there all the time during certain spots."

"Tell me about all the places you've been," Serena said. 

"Too many to list," Lance replied.

"Some of your favorites then," Serena said.

"I like it best here," Lance said.

"Why?"

"I have friends," Lance said. "That goes a long way. They age faster than I do and will eventually die, but not as quick as humans."

"Meaning the werewolves?" Serena asked. "Why don't you go live with other vampires?"

"I have before," Lance said. "But they get boring. I hate being bored. The wolves always have some sort of drama going on. It's like getting to watch a soap opera play out."

"They don't seem that dramatic," Serena said.

Lance laughed.

"Oh yes they do," he said. "Look at it right now, Adam is pissed because his sister found her mate. Malcolm is obsessed with you for a reason nobody can figure out, and those are just the wolves you know about. There is always a ton of drama with them. Any organization that lives that close together is bound to implode."

"So the werewolf mate lore is true," Serena said.

"Oh yes," Lance said. "But it's rare they actually meet each other. A lot of times the wolves just settle for love. It's always really fun to watch when that's happened but then one of the lovebirds actual mate shows up. It's like a bomb goes off."




Blood Relations Ch. 05



Out of all the ways Serena expected Adam to react, trying to kill Lance was not one of them. If Adam was just using her to get back at Malcolm why in the world did he care so much? Before she could ask Lance there was a tightness around her waist. The world took of spinning, flashes of color and a million different aromas over took Serena's senses. 

As soon as the sensation began it was over. Serena fell over, but Lance was at her side. 

"Find someone you know," Lance said. "I will be right back."

The support Serena was feeling disappeared and she bent her knees, putting her hands on them before she fell over. She tried her hardest to focus on breathing, sure she was going to throw up, pass out, or both. Then there was a hand on her back. 

"Serena are you alright?" Piper asked. "Thomas can you pick her up?"

The words of protest couldn't make their way to Serena's lips as she was scooped up. She managed to turn her head before expelling the contents of her stomach onto what she assumed was Thomas' shoes. There was a parade of ewws that followed.

"You can put me down," Serena said. "I feel much better now."

Thomas wasted no time setting her back on her feet. Serena looked up to see she was back in the wolf part of town, there was a huge festival going on, she was on the sidewalk only slightly removed from the activity.

"How did I get here?" Serena asked.

"You're not here with Adam?" Piper asked. "Did you have too much to drink?"

"I'm so sorry about your shoes Thomas," Serena said. 

"Maybe you should control your liquor a little better next time," Thomas said with a smile. "I'm going to run and find somewhere to wash them off."

Piper nodded at Thomas and he disappeared. 

"Sit down," Piper said. "I will get you some water."

"Wait," Serena said. "I was with Lance, like a second ago. Then everything went spinny and when it stopped I was here. We have to find him."

"Why were you with Lance?" Piper asked.

"I know everything," Serena said. "He told me last night and Malcolm filled me in on the rest today. We have to help him."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Piper said.

"Werewolves, vampires, everything," Serena said. 

She looked at Piper. The dark haired girl bit her lip, unsure how to move forward. 

"Adam came after Lance," Serena said. "I don't know how I ended up here, but I have a feeling Lance is going back to Adam. We have to protect him."

"Wait," Piper said. "Adam did what?" 

"He broke a pool cue and put it to Lance's chest. We have to stop him." 

"Idiot," Piper said. "I don't think its Lance that needs our help. Where were they?"

"In the vampire area," Serena said. "The first bar on the west side of the street."

Piper took off running. Serena tried to keep up with her, but her head was still spinning too much. She didn't think she made it ten steps before collapsing. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Do you want to tell me what's going on?" Lance asked.

Adam didn't even notice him appear. He was on his way to the woods, needing a moonlight run. 

"Get out of my way before I end you," Adam said.

"You're just full of threats tonight," Lance said. 

Adam continued walking, Lance stepped in front of him. Adam tried to push Lance out of the way, but he knew it wasn't possible. Truthfully he didn't know what he was thinking, threatening a vampire was never a smart thing and Lance was too old for Adam to even have a real chance.

"Did you fuck her?" Adam asked.

"No," Lance said. "I haven't laid a hand on her."

"You're supposed to be my friend," Adam said. "I asked you to make sure Serena got home last night for her safety, not so you could parade her all over town."

"She didn't want to go home," Lance said. "What was I supposed to do, drag her to her apartment? Sit and wait outside to make sure she didn't leave?"

Adam wanted to point out the flaws in Lance's explanation, but he was struggling to find even one.

"Just stay away from her," Adam said. "She's mine."

Adam tried his best to hold his ground. He kept eye contact with Lance, but the vampire did not look like he was about to back down, instead intrigue filled his face. 

"You're obsessed with her," Lance said. "If you really cared about her you wouldn't have said such horrible things."

"No," Adam said. "I want to protect her."

"From me?" Lance asked. "Your best friend?"

It felt like all the air was sucked out of the world for a second. Adam didn't have a response. He let out a loud scream instead and started pacing.

"I don't understand what is happening," Adam said.

"I hate to ask this," Lance said. "But are you using?"

An uncontrollable growl came from Adam. He didn't understand how his friend could even think of asking that. 

"I will take that as a no," Lance said. "You have to admit, that is how you are acting. Are you sure she's not your mate?"

Another growl came out of Adam. 

"I was sure," Adam yelled. "But now I have no clue. I can't seem to think about anything else but her! It doesn't feel like love though...not the way it felt with Josephine."

"I'm not trying to take anyone," Lance said. "Believe it or not I want to protect her too. She's interesting, and there is something hanging over her. I can't quite figure it out."

Adam did not want to hear Lance sing Serena's praises. He ran his hands through his hair before letting out a loud sigh.

"I need to go for a run," Adam said. "Clear my head. If I can't keep her safe than I guess I would rather you do it." 

Not wanting to hear a response Adam took off and didn't stop running. He shifted instantly and dashed into the woods, needing to try and get a handle on the situation. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Serena was sitting on the ground, leaning against a building. She held the bag of ice against her forehead, wincing when she pulled it away. 

"Take another drink," Piper said.

Serena offered no objection and sipped the water. Thomas and Piper both leaned over her. 

"I have to go find my brother," Piper said. "Can you stay with her?"

"That won't be necessary," Lance said.

He appeared out of nowhere. Serena let out a groan.

"What did you do to him?" Piper asked, her voice was concerned not accusatory. 

"I tried to talk with him," Lance said. "But I didn't get many answers before he shifted. I'm assuming he went for a run since he was headed nowhere in particular."

"He's never behaved like this before," Piper said. "I can't believe he threatened to stake you."

"I don't think he can control himself," Lance said. 

"Is he doing drugs again?" Piper asked.

"The thought crossed my mind," Lance said. "I asked and he said no." 

He bent down to Serena's eye level.

"What happened to you?" Lance asked. 

"Someone traveled with me at a supersonic speed then vanished," Serena said. 

"She threw up and then fell," Piper said. 

Lance gave a little laugh.

"If you're going to do that again at least give me some warning," Serena said. 

"I really want to go find Adam," Piper said.

"Go," Lance said. "I'll stay with Serena."

Piper nodded and took off with Thomas. Lance took a seat next to Serena, leaning against the building. 

"Do you really think Adam is on drugs again?" Serena asked.

"It's the logical explanation," Lance said. "Are you scared?"

"I'm scared for him, not of him," Serena said. She let out a frustrated groan.

"What is happening?" Serena asked. 

"Your guess is as good as mine," Lance said. "Do you want me to take you home?"

"The last place I want to go is home," Serena said.

"Can you stand up?"

Serena didn't answer him and instead started hoisting herself up. Lance reached down and grabbed her arm, helping her up. 

"I'm all yours for the rest of the evening," Lance said. "What would you like to do then?"

The center of town was filled with people laughing and dancing, the music carried over to them, but crowds weren't a very pleasing idea at the moment. Serena pulled the bag of ice off her head. She felt Lance's hand on her forehead examining her and leaned in to him.

"Nasty fall," Lance said.

"Apparently there is a reason humans can't travel at semi-sonic speeds."

Serena gave him a smirk and he laughed.

"Let's walk," Lance said.

He offered Serena his arm and she gladly accepted it. Something about him gave her comfort.

"Will Adam be alright?" Serena asked.

"I don't know what's gotten into him," Lance said.

"Maybe it is a relapse," Serena said.

"I don't think so," Lance said. "He seems a little crazy, not high."

"Crazy is an understatement," Serena said. "He tried to kill you."

"Threatened."

"Huh?"

"He threatened to kill me," Lance said. "Adam knows how strong I am. He should have just used words. I bet by tomorrow the pool tables will be moved out."

"So wooden stakes do work?"

"Careful," Lance said. "I thought I made it clear that topic is off limits."

They were nearing the river. Serena saw the amusements to her left. Even though the town center was filled with people there was still a huge crowd down here.

"So everyone here is a supernatural?" Serena asked.

"With a few humans intermixed," Lance replied.

"How does Hawkins make sure?" Serena asked. "I could see an unsuspecting human accidentally booking a vacation here."

"There are protections in place," Lance said.

They made it to the riverbank and Lance headed North. The music from the town was now faint. 

"Penny for your thoughts?" Serena asked.

"That's a phrase that I don't hear a lot anymore," Lance said.

"I figure you're used to old-timey sayings," Serena said.

Lance laughed and nodded. 

"What was your favorite period? I always thought the 60s looked like a lot of fun."

"Everything blends together," Lance said. "You don't notice that things have changed until it's too late."

"What was your human life like?" Serena asked.

"Why so interested?"

"Because I can tell you have a lot of heavy stuff on your mind, hell I am trying not to collapse, so I want to distract you."

"I don't remember much," Lance said. "I don't want to."

"Were you married?" Serena asked.

Lance laughed and shook his head.

"What? Didn't people get married at fourteen back then?"

"Not that young," Lance said. "My family didn't have much money, so I wasn't considered a desirable match for most daughters. That and I was bordering on being a radical patriot, which didn't sit well with most."

"I can't picture you being radical about anything," Serena said.

"Well there is a lot you don't know about me yet," Lance said.

He looked down at her with a raised eyebrow. Yet. She liked the sound of that. They walked in silence for a little longer. It started to feel deafening. Serena's mind was going a mile a minute and she needed to talk about something.

"My father killed my mother," Serena said. "Then he was shot by the police because he wouldn't stop stabbing her."

"That's rough," Lance said.

"He wasn't well," Serena said. "But he was getting so much better. The hospital would let him have day passes. He was visiting us for my birthday. They walked outside to talk, nobody had noticed he grabbed one of the kitchen knives. I watched the whole thing."

"What did you do?" Lance asked.

"I stood in the window, frozen for a while," Serena said. "Once I realized what was happening I went for the door, but I was too late. A neighbor had come running over and wouldn't let me out of the house. It felt like everything was in slow motion. Then when the police showed up and I heard the gun fire I felt like I was the one who got shot."

"I'm sorry," Lance said.

"You're the first person I've told," Serena said. "Most knew, because it was in the papers. Thank God it didn't make national news."

"And you went back to school?"

"I didn't have anywhere else to go. The house we were living in was a rental," Serena said. "My mom had a small life insurance policy but most of that went to the funerals. I'm eligible to receive some of her military benefits, but it feels wrong to take money that I didn't earn."

 "Maybe you shouldn't be so hard on Malcolm," Lance said. "He could be a chance for you to have family in your life."

 "I thought you weren't a fan of his?" Serena asked.

 "I'm a fan of everybody," Lance said. He looked at Serena with a smile and she felt like a weight was lifted off her chest. "Besides, I'm not a wolf. I like to watch the drama. Not participate."

 They went back to silence. Serena didn't want to talk about Malcolm. She knew some of her anger was misdirected, but still, he could have done something. Really anything.

 "So with everything that's happened, are you going to continue working at an accounting firm in a supernatural town?" Lance asked.

 "I don't have anywhere else to be," Serena said. "I don't want to head back to New Mexico."

 "If you want to travel I could give you..."

 "If I didn't accept Malcolm's money what makes you think I will take yours?" Serena asked.

 Lance stopped walking. He dropped his arm and grabbed Serena's hand turning her around to face him. The music hummed in the background.

 "Something bad will happen to you if you stay here," Lance said.

 "Bad things happen everywhere," Serena replied.

 "Not like this," Lance said.

 He brought his hand up and brushed a piece of her hair away from her face. She tried to stare at the middle of his forehead, certain even in the dark he could somehow hypnotize her.

 "I don't want to leave you," Serena said. "You don't know me," Lance said.

 "I feel like I do," Serena said.

 "We're not an option," Lance said. 

 "Because of Adam..."

 Lance nodded. Serena let out a sigh. The music still added a faint background noise. She brought her arms up around Lance's neck and started swaying back and forth.

 "What are you doing?" Lance asked.

 "Dancing with a friend," Serena said.

 She felt him bring his hands up to her waist and moved in closer towards him, wanting to put their bodies as close together as possible. He started swaying with her. There was nothing friendly about this dance. Since she lost her parents these last two nights with Lance were the first time she felt like a person again. The song ended in the background, but neither of them made an effort to unhook. She placed her head on his chest and they continued their swaying. 

 The time went by so fast. Serena wasn't sure how long they stayed like that, but once there was no more noise in the background Lance dropped his hands from her body.

 "It's getting late," he said. "Let me walk you home."

 Serena nodded. She didn't look up at him as she backed away. This time Lance didn't offer her his arm as they headed back towards town.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

 Leaving her was going to be difficult. Standing there holding her had given Lance a feeling that was long dormant. He couldn't think like that. Lance already felt bad enough not chasing after Adam more. He justified it by saying Piper was with him. Besides, the wolf needed some time to clear his head. Lust was oozing off of Serena in crazy amounts and for the first time in decades Lance wanted something he couldn't have.

 He was struggling between taking her home, forcing her to an airport, or taking her to his bed. Vampire or not, he had a code. Adam would not forgive him. A small part of his brain kept giving him justifications. Like Serena had pointed out the two of them were never intimate together, and Adam had only known her a week. But Lance had never seen any werewolf go this crazy over a human, unless they were mates of course, but Adam kept saying they weren't. If Adam were just confused though and Serena was actually his mate that meant the wolf would try to actually kill Lance and his death would be warranted.

 They arrived back at the loft sooner than Lance would have liked. It was almost one, but he decided a long time ago that he wasn't going to stay the night at his apartment. In the event Adam did want to kill him he would be a sitting duck there.

 "Do you want to come upstairs?" Serena asked.

 "I don't think that's a good idea," Lance said.

 "You just keep saying something bad will happen to me," Serena said. "But then you're just going to leave me here?"

 She did have a point, but Lance couldn't watch her twenty-four hours a day. Still, she deserved some sort of protection. NO. Lance's conscious was eating away at him with what he was considering doing. He pushed the feeling down. It was the only way he could keep tabs on her.

 "I'll come inside for a little bit," Lance said.

 Serena smiled and pulled out her keys. She led the way up the steep staircase, with each step Lance felt his resolve weakening. He would do what he came up her to do and then leave. It was the best option for watching her. She opened the door they walked into the small loft. 

 "Do you want anything to drink?" Serena asked.

 "Sit down," Lance said.

 She didn't appear phased by his order. He expecting her to grab one of the stools in the kitchen but instead she headed over to the bed. 

 "Why did you invite me in here?" Lance asked.

 "I didn't want to leave you," Serena said.

 "There is nothing I can do to get you to leave town tomorrow?" Lance asked.

 "If you come with me," she said.

 That sent a jolt through Lance. He hadn't considered that as an option. But he couldn't do that to her. Life as a vampire's companion was no life at all. Other vampires would see her as his slave. He knew from past experiences if he tried to insert himself into a human existence he would turn deadly. Being around all that fresh blood was too much for him.

 She readjusted herself on the bed and flipped her hair behind her shoulders. Lance's eyes immediately went to the vein pulsating on her neck.

 "I'd ask what you're doing, but I think we both know," Lance said. "Why are you doing this?"

 "Because you have your reservations about being with me," Serena said. "Which I don't agree with, but I respect. If I can lure you to take some part of me. I'm going to try. I heard you outside mumble about biting me"

 She wanted him to bite her. Lance was thinking about doing it anyway, that way he could monitor her from a distance and know if she were ever in any real trouble. He hadn't realized he had spoken his thought out loud though. Serena was offering herself with no idea or concern about what his bite would bring. 

 "Please," she said. Her head tilted even further to the side. 

Lance felt all his will to resist vanish. In less than a second he was biting down on her neck. The instant her blood touched his tongue a variety of images, feelings, and emotions took over.

He saw her as a little girl, happy with her parents. Than an awkward teenager struggling with the moves. Her first sexual encounter popped in his mind, lasting less than one minute. Lance saw Serena's mother being murdered. He felt her loss and fear. It was too overpowering. Lance broke away from her. His heart hurt, he swore for a second it was actually beating. Never had he felt a reaction like that from drinking blood. He was having a hard time seeing straight. 

Serena was gasping for breath. He felt her hand on his arm and warmth spread from her touch. He looked down at her. Her blue eyes were as big as he'd ever seen them.

"You," she said.

 Lance didn't wait for her to finish her sentence. He brought his hands behind her head and leaned into her. Roughly pushing his mouth onto hers. She brought her tiny hands up to the side of his head and returning his aggressive kiss. Never in his life had he felt a passion like this. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 

"I can't believe you and Malcolm are working together," Piper said.

Once his sister found him Adam explained everything. He could hear the disappointment in her voice. 




Blood Relations Ch. 05



"I understand why Malcolm is so concerned about Serena," Piper continued. "But why are you? Is she your mate? I mean, I can't think of another reason you would turn against Lance so quickly."

"I don't know what's wrong with me," Adam said. "Sometimes I don't think I care about Serena at all, but then I picture her with someone else and it's like my mind doesn't belong to me. I can't control it. I want to take her and lock her up somewhere, where nobody else will ever touch her again."

Adam felt the ire in his chest grow. Just talking about her brought a fire to him. It was getting worse. 

"That doesn't sound like a matebond," Thomas said.

Adam wanted to point out Thomas and his sister weren't mates, but he didn't have the energy to fight over that. In fact, he was starting to not care. If Serena wasn't his mate than whatever pull they were feeling towards each other had to be even stronger. He wondered if she was going as crazy without him. 

"I want to see her," Adam said.

"First we need to figure out what is going on," Piper said. "Don't worry, she's safe."

"I told Lance to watch her," Adam said. "He could be trying something."

"Lance is your best friend," Piper said. "You sound insane. He would never do anything like that."

Thomas turned off the main road and into Malcolm's driveway. This was the second time in one day Adam had arrived here. Adam didn't think Malcolm would be able to help, but Piper insisted they start here. When the car came to a stop Adam jumped out, hoping to get this over with and back to Serena. The image of her small body withering under his was almost too much. 

Piper didn't knock, she walked right inside and started yelling for Malcolm. Adam followed her inside, trailed by Thomas. He felt like they were flanking him, making sure he didn't run away again. When they found him he was in wolf form, and feeling pretty good, unable to figure out why the small human was anything important to him. But almost as soon as he shifted back all he could think of was finding her. The longer he was away from her the more his heart ached. 

Malcolm was quick to meet them in the doorway. Adam watched him glance over the three younger wolves.

"Adam what are you doing here?" Malcolm asked. "Where is Serena? Did she agree to leave with you?"

"We need some answers," Piper said. 

"Where is Serena?" Malcolm asked.

"Why is my brother going crazy over her?" Piper asked.

"He likes her," Malcolm said.

"If you actually listened to the way he is talking you would realize it's more than that," Piper said.

"Maybe they're mates," Malcolm said.

"No way," Thomas replied. "I wanted to protect and cherish Piper the second I saw her. Adam wants to dominate and sequester Serena."

Every time someone said her name Adam felt himself go crazy. He needed to get out of here and find her. He turned towards the front door, ready to bolt again. Thomas grabbed for him, but Adam lunged out of the way. He made it to the door and pulled it open, but someone was standing in the doorframe blocking his exit. Adam went to push him out of the way, but a hand was on his shoulder.

"Calm down," Hawkins said. 

Adam looked up at his Alpha and he felt his breathing start to steady. Hawkins walked into the house and Adam hung his head, moving back inside with him. 

"Jimmy," Malcolm said. "What are you doing here?"

"I called him," Piper said. 

"Why?" Malcolm said. "This isn't important enough to involve you."

"I disagree," Hawkins said. "Why don't we all sit down and someone tell me what is going on?"

The need to find Serena evaporated and Adam again realized how crazy he was being. He just wished this cycle would end, detoxing was easier than this.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Hawkins sat on the couch in one of Malcolm's sitting rooms. Adam watched the older wolf take in all the news. Hawkins commanded authority, he appeared to be only in his thirties, but his warm brown eyes looked ancient. He was taller than any other wolf in the pack and his stature alone could intimidate anyone. 

"I want to make sure I understand everything," Hawkins said. "Malcolm, let's start with you. You brought your great-great-granddaughter to town to work for the summer because she had nowhere else to go. You thought that Piper would keep an eye on her and she would just work without meeting anyone else then return to her studies in the fall?"

"Yes," Malcolm replied.

"I wish you would have ran this by me before making the offer," Hawkins said. "But if Piper had not met her mate and you and Adam had not shared your past than this situation probably would not have happened."

Adam watched as Malcolm looked relieved. Apparently the Beta would receive no punishment for his choices.

"Now Adam," Hawkins replied. "You were originally only interested in the girl because of you sensed she had a connection to Malcolm and you wanted to piss him off? But you find yourself struggling with whether or not your feelings are genuine, albeit a bit extreme at times?"

"Yes," Adam said.

"Now you both were able to put your differences aside once the vampire took an interest in her?" Hawkins asked. "But it appears that she is no longer interested in Adam and instead favors the vampire."

The idea that Serena could be interested in anyone other than him sent Adam into a rage. 

"She wants to be with me," Adam yelled.

"Remain calm," Hawkins said.

Adam had to take a few breaths to calm himself.

"See," Piper said. "That reaction is not normal."

"I think it's best if I sent Serena away," Malcolm said. "Which is what I should have done from the beginning. Make her think she won some all expenses paid vacation or won the lottery or something."

"Wanting to be near relatives is not a fault," Hawkins said. "I don't think sending her away will solve Mr. Parrish's problem."

"What do you mean?" Piper asked.

"Malcolm, do you remember the year after Rose?" 

"We were just getting started here," Malcolm said. "It was a long time ago."

"After we couldn't find her you were out of control," Hawkins said. "You wanted to comb the entire country searching for her. You were making a map of every human guest that came here that summer. You begged me to divert resources to find her. Sometimes you would go on crazy rants about how nobody else should touch her."

"That's a bit of an exaggeration," Malcolm said.

"I think I'm underplaying it," Hawkins said. "You were certain she was your mate, but your behavior was even more obsessive than any other separated pair I'd seen or heard of. She didn't seem that interested in you. She knew where you were, if you were actual mates human or not she would have felt the pull too. Then you suddenly stopped. We thought you just got over your first love. Two months later you saw her picture and made arrangements to go find her. When you came back you were heartbroken, but then you met Kay and it seemed like she became a distant memory."

"What are you saying?" Malcolm asked.

"The way that Adam is behaving is the same way you were with Rose," Hawkins said. "Random fits of clarity, particularly when you're in wolf form. An insane unexplainable obsession. It was like a spell had been put on you, one I think broke when Rose passed away." 

Adam and Malcolm started yelling at the same time. 

"Serena is not a witch," Adam said. "I need her. This is real."

"How dare you accuse my granddaughter of such a thing," Malcolm said.

"ENOUGH." Hawkins' voice boomed over both of them.

"Do other men find themselves obsessive with Serena?" Hawkins asked.

"No," Malcolm said. "John and his friends have been around her and nothing like this has happened."

"What about the vampire?" Hawkins asked.

"There's no reason to believe he has anything but friendly intentions towards her," Piper answered. "But nobody has really monitored their interactions."

He was happy his sister responded before Adam lost it again. The idea of Lance and Serena made him want to kill both of them.

"Adam were you and Serena intimate?"

"I don't think that's any of your business," Adam said. 

He let out a growl, which Hawkins' matched. Adam pressed his lips and shook his head.

"We've kissed a few times," he said. "That's it."

"Interesting," Hawkins said. "Malcolm, go find the girl and bring her here. Someone needs to get ahold of Lance and warn him."

"Warn him?" Piper asked.

"To avoid any romantic entanglement with Serena," Hawkins said. "It appears even a kiss might be enough to drive him insane."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

As soon as Serena had heard Lance mention biting her it was all she could think about. She turned her head even further to the side, feeling his restitution slipping. 

"Please," she said. 

His head moved so fast Serena didn't have time to register the action. When his fangs bit into her neck pure bliss exploded from her body. She saw her dream play out, the small boy going to defend his mother. Then it went to Lance as a young man, trying to fight for independence. Next he was on the battlefield, blodied and as good as dead. She felt his pain and fear turn into glorious wonderment as his savior loomed over him. He broke away and Serena felt like part of her heart was ripped out with him. 

She had so many questions. Why had she been dreaming about his childhood for the past several days? During the dreams she was so focused on the abuse she forgot to pay attention to any of the details. Now it was obvious the family was from another time. 

"You," Serena started.

Before she could get her question out Lance's mouth was on hers. She tasted the copper of her own blood on his tongue, but didn't care. A small sense of her earlier euphoria had returned. Lance sat down next to her and brought Serena into his lap, never breaking their kiss. She moved her hands to his back and ran them down to the bottom of his shirt. She gripped on to the hem and started yanking it upwards. She felt the zipper on the back of her dress come down. 

She pulled her mouth away from his and he ripped his shirt off. Serena stared straight into his eyes, the gold was swirling. Her breathing was heavy, but she noticed his chest was still. He pulled the top of her dress down, she opted to forgo the bra earlier, and started kissing her collarbone. Serena arched her back. He brought one hand up and cupped her breast. His mouth slid down and started paying her other much needed attention. His tongue was swirling and his teeth were nipping while his fingers were caressing and pulling. 

Serena felt an orgasm building just from his touch. She started grinding against him and then felt his fangs prick her again. More images and emotions danced through her. She couldn't focus on a single one, and it was too much. Her body exploded with pleasure and she let out an uncontrollable moan. Lance retracted his fangs and looked up at her. She could see him shaking and brought her mouth back down to his, needing more. 

He flipped her over and she spread her legs, wishing she had forgone her underwear as well. The feel of his chest against hers was glorious as they continued to let their passion flow. Everything in the world was perfect. She brought her hands down to his pants and he lifted his hips as she worked his belt loose. Her fingers worked the button on his pants wanting to feel more of him. 

Right when she was about to slide his pants off a boom sounded through the room. Lance jumped off of Serena and she brought her dress back up, trying to cover herself. Piper ran into the apartment and went straight for Serena. She ignored her friend and instead watched as Lance was holding Malcolm by the next pressed against the wall.

"Do something," Piper yelled.

"Lance put him down," Serena yelled.

Serena watched in horror as Lance ignored her. It looked like his grip on Malcolm's throat was tightening. Serena jumped up from the bed and ran to Lance. She pulled on his arm and he looked down on her. The gold swirls were replaced with darkness. He blinked and then his eyes were back to normal. Lance brought both of his arms against Serena and pulled her into his chest. She wrapped her arms around his waist, grabbing him as hard as she could. The change in situations happened too quickly and Serena couldn't process what was happening. 

"You won't take her away from me," Lance said. 

Serena couldn't begin to guess why Malcolm and Piper stormed her apartment at 2 am, but her head was thinking similar to Lance. Why she normally hated the overly macho attitude she echoed Lance's sentiment. Nobody would take him away from her either.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

If Lance had his way he would have sprinted away with Serena safely in his arms, but she insisted on going back to Malcolm's and he was not about to leave her. The two of them sat in the back of Malcolm's car, while Piper and the man himself were in the front seat. 

Sitting alone with the two of them was torture while Serena changed in the bathroom. If he hadn't been so distracted he would have sensed their arrival earlier and taken Serena away before she had the option of objecting. She cuddled closer to him, clearly upset with what was happening. He put a small kiss on the top of her head. She no longer had anything to worry about. He would die before harm came to her. 

The drive continued in awkward silence. Lance wasn't about to break it. When they arrived at the mansion nobody said anything as they exited the car and went to the front door. Once they walked inside Lance saw Adam, Thomas, and James Hawkins sitting on couches. Adam rose first.

"Serena," he said. "Are you alright?"

Lance still had his arm around her and pulled her closer. Adam took in the situation and his face went to pure rage.

"What did you do to her?" Adam yelled. 

He started at Lance, but Thomas and Hawkins each grabbed one of his arms.

"I'll kill you," Adam continued to yell. "I'll kill both of you. How could you do this to me?"

Lance took a small step forward, ready to attack Adam for his threat on Serena's life. He felt her hand on his chest and Lance stopped, knowing that wasn't what she wanted. 

"Everyone calm down," Hawkins said. "Piper and Thomas, can you take Adam to another room? Adam you will remain there until I come for you."

Even as a vampire Lance could see the sense of power Hawkins carried with him. Piper went to her brother and walked away with Adam, who continued to look at Lance and Serena with a deadly stare as he was walked away. 

"So you're the little human who has caused such a scuffle around here," Hawkins said. "My name is James Hawkins. You can call me Jimmy, please have a seat."

Lance walked with Serena to the couch. He had another three hours until sunrise and was more concerned with what to do with her during the daylight hours rather than what Hawkins had to say.

"Lance," Hawkins said. 

"Hello James," Lance said. 

"I was hoping to ask the two of you some questions individually," James said. "I can tell by the way you two are holding each other that may be problematic for you."

"It's fine," Serena said. "I think Malcolm and I have somethings to discuss anyway."

She started to stand up and Lance let her go. He was nervous she was too fragile, but since he'd bitten her if Malcolm tried anything Lance would be on them in a second. Serena gave his hand a squeeze before walking away with Malcolm. 

"Care to enlighten me?" Lance asked.

"I take it you kissed Serena," James said. 

"It would have been more if you're goons hadn't descended," Lance said. 

"How long have we known each other?" James asked. "At least fifty years."

"Sixty four," Lance said.

"I have always known you to be reasonable and respectable," James said. "Are you feeling that way now?"

"Just get to the point," Lance said.

"I believe that Serena is some sort of Siren," James said.

"She's not supernatural," Lance said. "I can hypnotize her."

"Well maybe this isn't a supernatural force," James said.

"You're claiming that she's a Greek mythological creature who draws sailors to their deaths," Lance said. "That sounds supernatural to me." 

"This is new territory for me," James said. "But I remember her ancestor's affect on Malcolm. Then there is her mother's death. You can see how crazy Adam is acting, and after tonight I think you're about to start the same journey."

"No," Lance said. 

"Let's ignore your feelings for a moment then," James said. 

"I can't comment on the former, but the latter I felt what she saw with her mother and father. There was no crazy obsession there."

"How?"

"When I drank from her," Lance said.

"Maybe it skips generations then," James said. "Either way a member of my pack who has already faced too many demons at a young age is currently entwined in all of this and I need it to stop."

"I will leave with her tomorrow night," Lance said.

"That won't do any good," James said. "Adam will be just as obsessed with her gone as if she were present."

Lance felt a pang of guilt. He never meant for this to happen. He fought his attraction to Serena for Adam's sake. The last thing he wanted was his friend to be tortured any longer. 

"What is there to do then?" Lance asked.

"Malcolm's obsession with Rose stopped at her death," James said.

Lance hissed at James. She would not die.

"Don't worry," James said. "I am not in the business of killing innocent humans."

The idea of a world without Serena brought a pain to Lance's chest. If she were gone he would gladly walk into the sun and join her on the other side.

"I know this is hard to accept," James said. "But what you're feeling towards her likely isn't real."

"Trust me when I say it is more real than anything I've encountered in my incredibly long life," Lance said.

He watched as the Alpha gave a condescending nod. 

"If only we could have gotten a hold of you prior to your time together," James said. "We tried to contact you."

Lance had been so distracted with Serena he hadn't paid much attention to his phone. He pulled it out and saw the missed calls and text messages urging his to avoid kissing her. 

"This didn't start with a kiss," Lance said. 

"What did it start with?" James asked.

"Last night," Lance said. "Being close to her, getting to know her. That is how it started."

"To this extreme?" James asked.

Lance thought about drinking her blood, the inexplicable euphoria and understanding of her past that came with it. No, Lance told himself. That had nothing to do with her being some sort of Siren. It was because she was meant for him. The idea was ludicrous. Vampires didn't have mates, or anything equivalent to them. Even as the idea entered his head his feelings for Serena didn't falter.

"Have you thought about turning her?" James asked. "Technically she would be dead that way and her hold over Adam would be broken."

"Never" Lance said, with no urge to elaborate on the subject.

"Either way, I hope there is a quick solution," James said. "But everyone is staying here. Including Serena. Malcolm has some vampire friendly rooms in the basement. I extend you an invitation to use one for the night."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Malcolm walked Serena out to the balcony. They stayed silent. Serena knew they had a lot of discuss, but all she wanted to do was get back to Lance.

"It's not everyday a great-great grandfather walks in on his granddaughter like that," Malcolm said.

Serena knew he was trying to make a joke, but it made her feel more awkward. She didn't want Malcolm to get the wrong impression of her.

"I love him," Serena said.

"I was not expecting to hear that," Malcolm said.

"It's true," Serena said. "When he bit me tonight I realized I've been dreaming about him since we met."

"Vampire bites can have strange effects on people," Malcolm said. 




Blood Relations Ch. 05



"You don't believe me?" Serena asked.

"It's been a very long day," Malcolm said. "I want to see you safe and happy. Parading around as dinner for a vampire does not meet those qualifications."

Serena shook her head and looked away.

"It's not like that," she said.

"You barely know him," Malcolm said.

"You barely knew Rose," Serena said.

Malcolm sighed and turned to Serena. 

"I don't know an easy way to tell you this," Malcolm said. "But James thinks you might have a strange effect on men. That it runs in your bloodline. It drives them crazy."

"That's a cruel thing to say," Serena said. "Especially after my parents."

"I remembered things differently than Mr. Hawkins," Malcolm said. "How Adam is behaving? I was doing the same thing, maybe a little more reserved to reflect the times, but obsessions can be dangerous."

"I'm not interested in Adam though, we never did anything more than kiss," Serena said. "Even when I thought there might be something between us it doesn't even compare to how I feel about Lance. You fell in love with Kay at first sight? Why can't it be like that for me?"

"All it takes is one kiss. Because humans and vampires don't have mates," Malcolm said. "Only wolves do. I hate to break it to you, but it's the truth."

"I've kissed plenty of boys who didn't go insane," Serena said. "Ones that I went much further than with Adam. My father was a diagnosed schizophrenic. My mother dated other men after he was institutionalized. They never went crazy."

"I shouldn't have grouped your mother in there," Malcolm said. "That's not fair. It could skip some generations, or maybe you only have this affect on Supernaturals."

Serena didn't want to admit it, but things were starting to add up. It broke her heart to think the feelings she had for Lance were fake. 

"It's not just supernaturals," Serena said. "The reason I wanted to leave New Mexico was because I had a stalker. Him, Adam, and Lance are the only three I've kissed since my 21st birthday."

Malcolm looked at her with concern. He reached out and touched her cheek. 

"I am so sorry dear," Malcolm said. "You don't deserve any of this." 

"So I can't ever kiss a man without him becoming obsessed with me?" Serena asked. 

"It's not true," Lance said.

Serena spun around to see Lance and Hawkins approaching them. Lance came and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Serena took comfort in his embrace, but tears started to flow. She did have real feelings for him, but his were forced. Serena realized her mistake in letting him kiss her earlier. Whatever they might have had was gone in that single moment. Serena pulled away from him and ignored the hurt on his face.

"What do we do to stop it?" Serena asked. "Or at least fix Adam and Lance?"

"We will figure it out," James said.

"I don't need fixing," Lance said. "I want to be with you. I did long before we kissed."

Serena tried her hardest to give Lance a reassuring smile, but there was no way he could know that. Every ounce of happiness she felt earlier flushed out of her. Serena had never felt so empty in her entire life.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

All Adam could think about was the bite marks on Serena's neck. How could his best friend do that to him? How could she do that to him? Didn't Serena know she belonged to Adam? 

"If you don't sit down I am going to get a tranquilizer," Piper said. 

"I'm going to kill him," Adam said. 

He started glancing around the room and spotted a wooden chair. If he smashed that it would make a decent stake. He started towards it, but Thomas stepped in his way.

"Shift," Thomas said. "You don't like this when you're in wolf form."

"I won't be able to stay in here," Adam said.

"Thomas is right," Piper said. "Shift. Go run. Come back at sunup. We can run with you if you want."

"No," Adam said.

He felt like his heart was shattering into a million pieces and being replaced with a giant black rock. They were right, in wolf form he didn't feel nearly as distressed. He wasted no time pulling off his shirt. Piper swung open the balcony doors and Adam headed outside, jumping as he shifted. Almost immediately a calm came over him. He pushed his wolf as hard as possible, needing to get all his aggression out.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Are you sure you won't stay in here with me?" Lance asked.

The two of them were in the basement of Malcolm's home. The king size bed did look welcoming and being with Lance was all that Serena wanted, but with the bombshell that was dropped on her tonight being close to him felt like she was taking advantage. 

"I can't," Serena said. 

"Don't believe everything they say," Lance said. "Whatever you are, it is what I want. I told you the first night we went out I wanted you, that was long before we had any physical contact."

"I know," Serena said. "But you were holding off because of Adam. It doesn't feel right sleeping next to his best friend in the same house. Especially if I am the one who did this to him." 

Part of what Serena said was true. She avoided looking Lance in the eyes, knowing he could exercise control over her and force the truth out of her or worse, make her stay here.

"You don't have to be scared," Lance said. "I promise I will never hypnotize you again."

Serena looked him in the eyes. They were warm and welcoming. 

"How did you know that was what I was thinking?" Serena asked.

"Centuries of reading people," Lance said. "I used to sense your lust towards me. It's gone now."

"No," Serena said. "It's not."

She went up on her tiptoes and pulled Lance's face towards hers. The moment their lips touched it felt like electricity flowed through her body. She was tormenting herself by spending this time with him. She tried to break away, but he put his hands on her face, holding her in place as their tongues continued to feel each other. Serena brought her hands up against his chest and gave him a slight push away. He finally let go. 

"I will be waiting for you as soon as the sun sets," Serena said.

Unable to look in his eyes for fear that she might stay on her own accord Serena walked out the door. She didn't turn around but could picture his dumbstruck face. It wasn't fair that leaving him hurt this badly. 

When she walked upstairs Hawkins and Malcolm were waiting for her. 

"I want to get some sleep for a few hours," Serena said. "Then I want a car to take me to my apartment, get my things and leave."

"I don't think that will help the situation," Hawkins said. "They will still feel the same way."

"I'm not doing it for them," Serena said. "Call me a coward, but I can't be near Lance feeling this was. It hurts too much. That he is saying these things to me, mimicking how I feel, but it could all be forced. I can't handle it."

Serena let out a sob. She felt Malcolm wrap his arms around her and rub her back. She let him hold her as she cried her eyes out. 

"We will fix this," Malcolm said. "I promise you."

Malcolm started leading Serena towards a room. She would have just left now, but the exhaustion was too much. She needed a few hours and had to be gone by the time the sun rose. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

There was no doubt Serena was dreaming. She stood on a familiar battlefield, watching as canyons went off and gun smoke filled the air. A horse let out a loud whinny and bucked it's feet in the air, tossing the rider to ground. Serena recognized the brown hair and ran over to see Lance lying on the ground. His stomach was bleeding and there was dirt on his forehead. She went to wipe it away, but she was unable to touch him. 

His breathing slowed and the sun went down over the hills. A shadowy figure appeared and latched on to Lance's neck. Serena backed away. The man bit his wrist and then pressed his wound to Lance's neck. Nothing appeared to happen as the man backed away from Lance's body. 

She watched as the man moved on, looking over the other dead bodies. Serena's attention reverted back to Lance. His breathing continued to slow, but other than that nothing changed. She stood next to him for what felt like hours. The sky started to lighten. The man from earlier came back. He grabbed Lance's body and tossed it into a cart. There were at least twenty others in various stages of death under him. 

The scene changed. Serena was in a cave. All of the bodies were lined up on the ground. Serena spotted Lance and went to him. He was cold, there was no life inside of him anymore. She looked at the remains of the others, none of them moved. She wanted to shake Lance's shoulders and wake him, but again she was forced to watch.

The shadowy man reappeared. He paced the line of dying shoulders.

"Another wasted batch," he said. 

As if on cue Serena watched Lance's back arch and her breath rush out of his lungs. The man ran up to Lance. He bent down and pushed his hair away.

"I spoke too soon," he said.

Lance started coughing and gasping for air.

"Shhh," the man said. "You no longer require it. Relax."

In a moment he did stop. Lance felt for his stomach. 

"It's gone," Lance said. "You saved me."

"I've been so lonely lately, I would say you're the one who saved me," the man said. "Arise my son."

Lance sat up and started blinking profusely. He noticed the other dead bodies and jumped to his feet, pressing himself against the cave wall. 

"What have you done?" Lance asked. 

"I saved you from death," the man said. "I tried to save your fellow soldiers here, but not everyone takes to the gift."

"Who are you?" Lance asked.

"I've gone by many names," he said. "You may call me...Thomas, yes I think I like that one for here."

She watched as Lance keeled over in pain.

"What horror have you done to me and my men?" Lance asked.

"None," he said. "Your fellow man took away your old life. I only gave you a new one. Follow me and I will show you how to survive."

Thomas went towards Lance and threw him over his shoulder. When they walked outside again the scene changed. Serena watched as the two of them stood outside a home.

"Following your past life will only lead you to pain," Thomas said.

"I can't leave my sister," Lance said. "Can't you make her as you did me?"

"You were going to die," Thomas said. "If your transformation failed nothing would have changed. She is still full of life. If we try and give her gift and he body rejects it her life will end. Do you see the difference?"

"I left her for war," Lance said. "Do you see the way she is living? She can't even feed herself. Is there anyway for us to provide for her?" 

"I'm sorry, but no," Thomas said. "We need to keep moving. She will be a drain on you."

"She needs my protection."

"I cannot make the decision for you," Thomas said. "There is no rhyme or reason why some of us can continue on this way. If you try and change her, and it fails, she will die."

"I have to try," Lance said. "I can't leave her."

The scene changed again. This time Lance was standing over a body. It was of a young woman. Thomas walked in the room and placed his hand on Lance's shoulder. 

"I tried to warn you," Thomas said.

Lance pushed his hand away. 

"You should have left me for dead," Lance said. "This gift, as you call it, is not natural."

"Of course it's not," Thomas said. "But it is your none the less. Now say your goodbyes and we will leave here, together to start our new life."

Serena watched as Lance broke down. He dropped to his knees and grabbed ahold of the body's hand. He started apologizing, but then stopped. He looked up and right at Serena. She felt her heart jump in her throat and then shot up in bed. Her forehead was covered in sweat. 

Her first inclination was to run to Lance, tell him how sorry he was, that it was a stupid mistake and he couldn't blame himself for his sister's death. But then the realization set in. More than anything this past dream reassured her. Even if what Lance was feeling was real there was no possibility the two of them could be together forever. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

When Serena left her bedroom she headed downstairs. It was just after noon. She expected to see Malcolm, but instead Piper was pacing back and forth by the front door. Thomas looked on at her with confused eyes. 

"Is everything okay?" Serena asked.

Serena wasn't sure if Piper wanted to see her at the moment, but to her surprise her sort of friend ran to her and gave her a huge hug. Serena brought her arms up and patted Piper's back. 

"Adam's missing," Piper said. "I'm so sorry Serena. Hawkins filled us in."

"What do you mean missing?" Serena asked, ignoring Piper's apology for her condition.

"He went for a run and was supposed to come back at sunup, but he never showed," Thomas said.

"You guys can't track him?" Serena asked.

"The woods out here are too dense," Piper said. "That's one of Juliet's attractions to other packs. There are too many people to scent out one particular one. Especially on a holiday weekend."

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Serena asked.

Her dislike of Adam vanished last night. While she had no romantic inkling left towards him she didn't want to see him suffer. The word suffer brought tears to her eyes. He was in pain, all because of her.

"I think it's best you avoid him," Piper said. "Malcolm told us you're leaving. I am sorry we didn't get to know each other better, but it is probably for the best."

"Where is Malcolm?" Serena asked. "He is supposed to give me my travel itinerary and set me up with the driver."

"I'm not sure," Piper said.

"He left this for you," Thomas said.

Serena walked over to Thomas and grabbed an envelope out of his hand. She opened it and saw a plane ticket inside, along with a note. 

Dear Serena,

I am sorry I won't be here to send you off personally. There is another pack matter at hand. I told my driver to wait outside for you. He will take you to your apartment to gather your things and then the airport. In two days Kay and I will join you. The three of us will spend the rest of the summer enjoying the world and hopefully getting to know each other better. I fear this is what I should have planned from the onset. While we might not be as acquainted as I would like I have to say that I am very proud of your accomplishments thus far in life. I hope we can work together to tear down all your roadblocks. 

Malcolm

The plane ticket was a one-way to Sweden. Serena knew that it was light out almost twenty four house there. She doubted it was a coincidence that was where Malcolm picked. 

"I think it's time for me to leave," Serena said. 

"I am sorry we never spent more time together," Piper said.

"I bet you're wishing you never met me," Serena said. 

"None of this is your fault," Piper said. "Nobody blames you."

"Could you do me one favor?" Serena asked.

She felt guilty asking Piper for anything, especially because her brother was stuck in the middle of all this. But she couldn't think of another way to get the message to Lance.

"Tell Lance not to blame himself for his sister," Serena said. 

She watched Piper muddle through her statement, but the brunette only chose to respond with a nod. Serena gave her another hug before opening the door and heading out to the driver. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

As the car pulled away Serena felt her heart ache. She pictured Lance in the basement dead asleep. If she had known her touch could be so destructive she never would have let him near her. Serena hoped she got on the flight fast. As soon as she was in the air maybe the pain would go away. 

The driver stopped in front of her loft.

"Take all the time you need," he said. "We have about four hours to get to the airport and only need two."

"I shouldn't be long," Serena said.

She opened the door and stepped out. The accounting firm was closed. Serena looked at this tiny building and couldn't believe she'd built such a connection to here in such a short amount of time. She pulled out the keys and went inside, taking her time to walk up each step taking it all in. 

When she walked inside her focus was on the bed. Twelve hours ago she was sitting on it with the love of her life, but in such a short amount of time all her dreams were vanished. She grabbed a pillow and picked it up, hoping that there was some hint of Lance let on the item. She frowned when it smelled like nothing but her. 

Serena was ready to walk towards her closet and pack up again, but before she could walk away a blinding pain hit her in the back of her head. She brought her hand up as she fell to the floor, but before she could block it another whack came down. Her body hit the ground, all she could see was a pair of men's shoes before her vision went black. 



Blood Relations Ch. 06



A/N: Sorry for the delay. I've been pretty busy. I am going to try my hardest to get the next section up soon, but no promises.....




It was a crappy apartment. Lance looked at the three mismatched couches and couldn't understand what he was doing here. His immediate urge was to leave, but he appeared stuck. Never one for dramatics he didn't bother to care. There were several hours until the sun rose. He looked at the three mismatched couches along the walls and let out a groan. This was too tacky. 

All of his reluctance vanished the second the door opened. He turned to see Serena walk into the room. She was wearing leggings and a baggy teal sweater, he wondered if this was where she lived because there was no way the average person would leave their home dressed this way. That was when he noticed the other people. The tiny apartment was full of them.

Serena stood alone at the door. Lance walked over to her.

"I missed you," he said.

She took no notice of him and instead tucked her chin down. She spun and put her hand on the door, ready to walk out again. A boy appeared, in human years him and Lance looked the same, but Lance could feel the inexperience radiating off of him.

"You came," the stranger said.

"I didn't realize it was all friends here," Serena said.



"It's not," he said. "I'm Jacob. I wasn't sure if you remembered."

"Serena," she said.

The Jacob character reached out and grabbed her hand. Lance tried to grab her and stop this interaction, but his touch did nothing. She walked right through his arms. The two walked to the kitchen. He saw the keg full of beer and rolled his eyes as Jacob poured two cups for them.

"So are you passionate about Women's rights?" Jacob asked.

"I guess," Serena said.

Lance loved watching the discomfort on her face and the ease at which she corrected herself.

"I mean," Serena said. "As a woman, I've never really felt disadvantaged. But I don't think that the sexes should be treated differently."

" As a respectable male of the species, please take this beer I poured in front of you," Jacob said. 

Serena gave a nervous laugh. It was strange to see her so out of her element.

"So Serena what's your major?" Jacob asked.



Lance rolled his eyes at the awkward attempt at flirting. Before he could hear her response the scene shifted. There were less people in the apartment. Serena was sitting very close to Jacob. Lance felt his fangs descend, uncomfortable with what he was watching. 

"This is the first time I've legally drank," Serena said.

Jacob brought his arm up around her shoulder.

"If you had told me that earlier I would have force fed you shots," he said.

"Well I'm glad I kept my mouth shut," she said.

"I am too," Jacob said. "Or else you would have been too drunk for me to do this."

Lance watched as the other man brought his hand up and grabbed ahold of Serena's chin. He pressed his mouth against hers. To Lance's shock she brought her hands up to his face and returned his kiss. He felt like he was dying a little on this inside watching this play out. Her lips were meant for him and he was helpless to stop it. Some relief came to him when Serena pulled away.

"It's getting late," Serena said. "I should go."

"Do you want me to take you home?" Jacob asked.

"No," Serena said. "I live really close."

"Would it be outside of the spirit of women's rights if I insisted?" 

"Fine," Serena replied. "But it's just a walk back to the dorm. I'm not inviting you inside."

The images around Lance switched again and they were standing outside a tall building. 

"Can I have your number?" Jacob asked.

Lance watched as Serena grabbed his phone and typed on the keypad. This all felt too juvenile for him. Particularly the way he was responding to the situation. 

"I have a busy week," Serena said. "But maybe you can call me next weekend?"

"I think you can expect some text messages over the next few days," Jacob said. "Only if that's alright with you of course."

Serena leaned forward and planted a kiss on his cheek. Lance again felt his anger boil. 

"Goodnight Jacob," Serena said.

Lance watched as she walked into the building, leaving the young man standing on the porch with a big grin. Lance knew if he ever saw this man he would drain him on the spot. 

Before Lance could focus on his last thought he was sprung from his sleep. His back arched and he let out a guttural scream, knowing exactly where it was coming from. Serena was in trouble.

Lance moved quickly to the bedroom door and tried to open it, but it wouldn't budge. He started kicking and still the door remained steady. He was unsure what material it was made of, but had a feeling Malcolm's vampire safe rooms now served a duel purpose. Nobody could get in, but Lance couldn't get out either. 

He continued banging around the room, hoping that someone would hear and he could save Serena before it was too late.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Adam woke with a groan. His muscles were so stiff from running all night. He hadn't meant to fall asleep in the forest, but he was fairly certain it had been more of a passing out from exhaustion type of situation instead of a deciding to curl up and go to bed. 

His head was clear, for what felt like the first time in weeks. He stretched and picked himself up off the ground. He couldn't believe he had threatened Lance over a silly human. As soon as the thought crossed his mind so did the image of Serena. He felt a heat spread from his heart. Shit. It was going to happen again. He tried to remind himself the feelings weren't real.

Of course they're real, Adam thought. She was perfect. His angel, and he would do anything to protect her. Even if that meant taking her away from this place against her will. That was exactly what he would do. Once she realized how much she loved him then she would be grateful he had taken her. 

His mother was in Florida, maybe they could start there. A new place for the both of them. Once it was just the two of them Serena would understand how much she needed him. 

Adam started towards town, pleased with his plan. He knew Malcolm would approve, since the idea was to take her away anyhow. Not that Malcolm's approval mattered to him. But he thought maybe it would be a good idea to stay on his intended's family's good side. 

Rather than go straight to Serena Adam thought she would like it if he brought some of her things. He made up his mind to head straight for her apartment and pack up. That way they could get on the road in just a few hours.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Pain radiated from Serena's head. She wanted to bring her hand up to apply some pressure, but couldn't. Her hands were tied firmly behind her back. She opened her eyes to total darkness, blinking several times in the hopes her vision would return did nothing. She felt panic start to take over. 

The memory of the man's feet came back to her as well as the direness of her situation. Panicking would do nothing. She steadied her breathing and took inventory of her surroundings. She was on her side with her hands tied behind her back and ankles tied together. It felt like plastic ties were binding her. Whatever she was lying on was vibrating. She tried to sit up and her head smacked a low roof. She was in the trunk of a car, not a very large one. 

Screaming would do her no good. She needed to pop out one of the tail-lights. That way she could stick a hand out and signal to another driver she was in the trunk and hopefully they would call the police. 

Serena tried to bend her body in the hopes of moving her hands to her front. She regretted not continuing with gymnastics or participating in dance classes. That flexibility would have come in handy at the moment. As she stretched her muscles in vain the car came to a stop. Serena froze, not sure what came next. The sound of a car door opening was unmistakable. She heard the crunch of footsteps and held her breath.

"I can hear you wiggling around in there," a familiar voice said. 

The sound of keys jingling came and Serena sat up on her elbows, hoping to propel herself out of the trunk. Before she could even see her assailant's face she was met with blinding sunlight.

"We can't have that," he said.

She opened her mouth to scream, but a cloth was shoved over her nose. She moved backwards, but the hand moved with her. She tried her hardest not to, but had to take a breath.

"That's a good girl," he said. "Sleep the rest of the way huh?"

Serena focused on the sun. As long as nothing happened until it was dark she was safe. Lance would come for her. She mumbled his name as she slipped back into unconsciousness. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Adam was in good spirits when he approached town. He's managed to grab some clothes and made his way to Serena's apartment. When he got closer he spotted a black town car out front. He wondered if Malcolm had brought Serena back here. He felt giddy about seeing her again, more than ready to forgive her indiscretion with Lance. Maybe Malcolm would still send them somewhere and they could skip the Florida idea.

When he got closer the coppery scent of blood filled the air. It had to be a decent amount if he could smell it this far away. Adam started increasing his pace, before breaking into a full on sprint. As the black car came into view so did the driver. He was slumped over the steering wheel. Adam put his hand on his shoulder and pulled him back. There was a gunshot wound on his temple. It went straight through. Before Adam could deal with him he saw the door next to the accounting firm was open. 

Adam took the stairs three at a time and burst into Serena's apartment. There was a small pool of blood on the floor. Adam knew right away it was from Serena. Someone had taken her before he'd had the chance. A scream sliced through the air. Piper. Adam turned and went back outside. 

Standing next to the car was his sister, her mate was trying to hold her up as she stared at the driver's body. Adam went towards them, Piper made eye contact and went hard.

"What have you done?" She yelled.

Adam stood frozen, suddenly too aware of how the situation looked. He didn't have time to worry about this. He turned and started to run but before he made it two steps a force knocked him to the ground. Adam spun around and started to fight against Thomas, but before he could get a good hit in Thomas' fist came down hard, knocking Adam's head into the concrete and his consciousness faded to black.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Time to wake up beautiful," Jacob said.

Serena felt her chin being lifted. Her vision was still blurry and it took her a moment to remember what happened. 

"Where am I?" Serena asked.

"Where you belong," Jacob said. "With me."

The haze disappeared with those words and Serena's adrenaline soared. She pulled her face back from his hands and went to slap him, only to discover she was now tied to a chair. Before she could yell out his hand came back with a hard slap across her cheek. He picked her head back up and gripped her chin in his hands.

"That's no way to greet your love," he said.

He pressed his lips against hers, not moving his hand. Serena was powerless to sit there, sure he was kissing her hard enough to make her lips bleed from being pushed against her teeth too hard. He broke away and had a smile on his face again.

"That's more like it," he said.

Serena looked around the room. It appeared to be a small cabin. There was one window though and the sun was certainly still up. She did the math in her head and figured at the most they were six hours away from Juliet, in which direction she was no sure. That meant Lance wouldn't be able to rescue her for at least ninety minutes. 

"What do you want?" Serena asked.

"I tried to play nice," Jacob said. "I bought you flowers, I asked you dinner, but you kept saying no."

Serena wanted to scream at him that he was a psycho, but didn't think that was the best way to control him.

"Then I started to show you how serious I was," Jacob said. "Letting you know I would do anything to have you, to protect you. But you didn't appreciate that either. If you would have come to me the online harassment and embarrassment would have ended."

Serena tugged at the plastic ties anchoring her to the chair. There was no chance of breaking them. She had to get him to cut her free. 

"To make matters worse you just get up and leave me," Jacob said. "Like you thought it wouldn't take me five minutes to track you down? Ten days! You left me for ten whole days. Do you have any idea how that felt? Not being able to watch you, not sure who you were talking to. Really you're a horrible person Serena. I don't know what I did to deserve someone as shitty as you."

"I know," Serena said. "I'm sorry."

He stopped pacing and stared at her. She couldn't tell if he was about to break into a smile or hit her again.

"Don't pacify me," he said. "I know you don't love me. Your actions have shown that much."

"But I do," Serena said. 

Jacob came closer to her and raised his hand again. He brought it down even harder. This time Serena couldn't hold back the tears. 

"Liar," Jacob said. "I don't like hurting you. I wanted to make this as painless as possible. But when I arrived at your apartment this morning and you weren't there I knew what that meant. Who is he?"

"Who is who?"

"Whoever you were fucking last night behind my back."

"I spent the night at my grandfathers," Serena said.

"Stop lying," Jacob said.

He went towards Serena again and she winced, bracing for the blow.

"I swear," Serena said. "He's a distant relative. That's how I got this job. Please don't hurt me."

His hand never came down. Serena opened her eyes to see him with a concerned look. 

"I'm sorry," Jacob said. "Maybe you didn't deserve to be hit with the pipe. I should have stuck to the chemicals. I just missed you so much."

Jacob crouched down to her eyelevel and pressed his lips to hers again. Serena did her best to return his kiss, the whole time trying to keep the contents of her stomach from coming up. She opened her mouth and let his tongue slide inside, promising herself it wouldn't get any further than this. 

After what felt like forever Jacob finally broke away, pressing his forehead against Serena's. 

"Did you miss me?" Jacob asked.

"Of course," Serena said.

"Did you check your e-mails?"

"Everyday," Serena said.

Jacob pulled his head away from hers and then slammed it foreword, almost knocking her chair back.

"Liar," he yelled. "You stopped checking days ago. You didn't think I could have verified that?"

Serena tried not to focus on the pain his headbutt had caused, but was having trouble thinking of an answer. She watched as he walked towards a bag on the floor and pulled out a gun, aiming it right at her.

"I've already used this once because of you," Jacob said. 

Pure terror spread through Serena. She recognized the silencer attached to the weapon and knew if he shot her nobody would find her body for hours.

"If you kill me we can't be together," Serena said.

"We can if I kill myself right after."

The images of her parent's demise danced in front of her eyes. Her life would not end today. Not like this.

"Alright," Serena said. "I understand, but before we take that plunge together, don't you want to enjoy what's left of these bodies?"

"Now you're trying to bribe me with sex?" Jacob asked. "What we have is much deeper than that."

"I know," Serena said. "I want the opportunity to explain myself, my actions. Won't you let me do that? Then we can move on knowing all the facts and find peace."

She watched as tears started to fall from Jacob's eyes. He lowered his weapon and Serena let the breath out of her lungs. She glanced at the window. One hour and Lance would arrive. She was sure of it. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"You can't think I had anything to do with this," Adam said. 

"Malcolm is on his way," Piper said. "Hawkins too." 

"Serena is missing," Adam said. "She needs my help."

"Help?" Piper asked, tears still streaming down her face. "Adam you're sick. You need the help. Just tell us what you did with her."

"It wasn't me," Adam said. "I would never hurt her. I love her."

"Last night you were screaming about how you would kill her before she left you," Piper said. "Then you never come home and we find you at her apartment with her driver shot."

"He's a wolf," Adam said. "He will heel."

"So that makes it okay to shoot someone?" Thomas asked.

"It. Wasn't. Me," Adam said. 

He struggled against his bindings, telling himself once Serena was safe Thomas was in for a beating. 

"Did you stash her somewhere?" Piper asked. "Then come back to hide your tracks? Please tell me she's not dead."

"She might be the longer you waste your time with me," Adam yelled. "Piper, look at me. I'm your brother. I would never do something like this."

The door to Serena's apartment opened up. Hawkins walked in first, followed by a frantic Malcolm. He took one look at Adam and ran over, punching him in the face before grabbing his shirt.

"Where is she you bastard?" Malcolm yelled.

This time Thomas came to his rescue, dragging Malcolm away. 

"Everyone calm down," Hawkins said. 

Adam snorted his nose, feeling it mend itself from Malcolm's punch. 

"One thing is true," Adam said. "Someone took Serena and we are wasting time sitting here."

"I have the entire pack on her scent," Hawkins said. "If she's close they will find her."

Adam pictures one of the men in the pack finding her and let out a growl. They better not touch her. The group turned to look at him. Malcolm tried to get out of Thomas' grasp and started screaming obscenities. Hawkins went to him and whispered in his ear. Then the Alpha walked to Adam and sat across from him.

"Please tell me the truth," Hawkins said. "Did you have anything to do with Serena's disappearance?"

"No," Adam said. "I showed up right before Piper and Thomas."

"I believe you," Hawkins said.

Malcolm started to yell again, but Hawkins raised his hand and the Beta stopped.

"Let me go," Adam said. "I want to help search."

"I don't think that's wise," Hawkins said. "You're more useful here at the moment."

Adam wanted to protest, but Hawkins turned his attention to the rest of the group.

"Has anyone checked on Lance? He fed on her, that should give them some sort of connection."

"If she were in real danger and he is under her spell that would likely mean he sprinted out of his room and into the sun," Thomas said.

Piper let out another gasp. Adam didn't know why all of a sudden she cared about the vampire's whereabouts. 

"Not exactly," Malcolm said.

"What did you do?" Hawkins asked.

"Serena was planning on leaving town today," Malcolm said. "I was making arrangements to meet her after the weekend. I may have locked the door to his room from the outside, giving us the chance to leave before letting him out."

"Thank God," Piper said.

"Well at least this time your disobedience proved helpful," Malcolm said. "Though let's hope this doesn't destroy our relations with the vampire population. I am going back there to speak with him. The sun should set in thirty minutes. Hopefully he will lead us right to her."

Adam growled again. Malcolm planned on sneaking away with his love. He would kill all of them if Lance took Serena away from him. 

"Adam," Hawkins said. "I believe you, but if you're lying and we let this vampire loose when he comes to shred you to pieces none of us will be able to stop him."

Adam kept his chin high. It wasn't fair that Lance was going to rescue Serena, it should be him. But that wouldn't stop his plans. That girl belonged to him.




Blood Relations Ch. 06



~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The room was destroyed. There wasn't anything else for Lance to rip apart so he went back to trying to break down the door. He knew Malcolm employed many workers. He would end all of them as soon as he was released. 

"Care to stop making that noise so we can talk," James' voice yelled through the door.

"LET ME OUT," Lance said.

"The sun is still up," James said. "If I let you go, if we had not locked this door today then you would have rushed into the sunlight and killed yourself being no help to the girl."

Lance wanted to prove James wrong, but he couldn't.

"You planned on taking her away from me," Lance said.



"No," James said. "She wanted to leave."

"You're lying," Lance said.

Serena didn't want to leave him. They belonged together.

"I promise you I am not," James said. "Unfortunately her plans were met with a hiccup. She is missing." 

"She is in trouble," Lance said. "I can feel her."

"You can't help her as long as the sun is in the sky," James said. "Do you know anything else? Where is she? Who took her?"

"No," Lance said, wishing he knew more. "It's like a magnet. I can follow the pull and sense her feelings, but that's it."

"As I thought," James said. 

"You should have protected her," Lance said. 

"The only dangers to her are you and Adam," James said. "Who we have and swears up and down he had nothing to do with her disappearance."

"If he's lying I will kill him," Lance said.

"Last week you were close enough to die for him and now you want him to die," James said. "This girl has clouded both of your judgments."

"If she dies I will destroy every werewolf on the Earth," Lance said. 

"I'm predicting if she dies her little spell will be broken and you will go back to behaving like rational individuals," James said. 

Lance felt his fangs stick out and started slamming into the door again.

"Stop," James said. "I have no desire to see her die either. I will unlock this door the second the sun dips. Can you behave yourself until then?"

There were eighteen minutes until then. It might as well have been eighteen centuries.

"I want your word you will go get her and bring her back here," James said.

"Never," Lance said. 

"Then I can leave this door locked until you die from starvation," James said. "Of course you wouldn't really die. You will turn into a corpse with a soul trapped inside. Does that sound like fun?"

"Why do you want her here?" Lance asked.

"Because I still have a crazy werewolf to deal with," James said. "I need to look out for my pack. She might be the key to breaking Adam's affliction."

"She doesn't love him," Lance said. "She loves me."

"That may be the case," James said. "I don't really care at the moment. All I want is your word."

"Fine," Lance said. 

"It looks like we have seventeen minutes to waste then," James said.

Lance focused on his connection with Serena. She was scared, terrified even. He didn't know what she was facing right now, but hoped that she could hold on for the next seventeen minutes. He would rescue her and never let her out of his sight again.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"So you see I was just scared," Serena said. 

"Of your feelings for me?" Jacob asked.

"Yes, and that you would leave me."

Serena had spent the last hour plus babbling to this nutjob and he had hung on almost every word she said. There were too many holes in her story and the more she spoke the more she was sure she was headed to a certain death. To her surprise he soaked everything in, rarely interrupting. 

He walked towards her, still with the gun in his hand and bent down to kiss her. Serena again held back her disgust and kissed him back. She tried to focus on her next plans. He was crazy, but he was clever too. Asking for the gun outright would mean she would get shot in an instant. Jacob broke the kiss.

"Are you ready?" 

Serena felt the terror rise again. The sun was setting, she just needed a few more moments. 

"Not like this," Serena said.

"What do you mean?"

"If they me...I mean us, with me tied to the chair people won't understand this was my choice too," Serena said. "They will doubt our love."

"If you think for a second...." 

She could see the anger flare on his face.

"No," Serena interrupted. "I'm not strong enough. I need you to pull the trigger. But maybe you could move me to the bed first?"

She watched the idea work its way through Jacob. He needed a little push.

"That way when our bodies are discovered they can be tangled with each other," Serena said. "We can let the world know how much we loved each other." 

Jacob raised a corner of his mouth.

"You mean it?" He asked. "You promise not to try anything?"

"I want this as much as you do," Serena said. 

Jacob walked back to his bag. He pulled out a large knife and Serena felt her heart rate increase. She would rather be shot than stabbed to death. 

"I'm going to cut you loose," Jacob said. "But I still have my gun. If you try anything I will shoot you."

"I won't try anything," Serena said. "I swear."

Jacob walked over to her, the knife in one hand and the gun in the other. He went behind her. She head the sawing sound and then her feet were free. As the strap on her wrists was cut away Serena knew it was now of never. With all her limbs free she pushed off with her feet, sending herself and the chair falling backwards right on top of Jacob. He let out a groan and Serena rolled away. 

"You bitch," he yelled. 

Serena needed to work fast. She ignored him and pushed herself up, scanning for a weapon. Then she spotted it. The knife was free. She picked it up by the handle just as Jacob was moving his arm to aim at her. She didn't have time to attack while hiding herself and instead opted to run. There was a door she opened it and slammed it shut. The silencer made it impossible to know if he fired any bullets, but the sound of the wood breaking when they went through the door was unmistakable. 

She flipped on the light switch and tried to back away from the door. She was in a small bathroom.

"You lying bitch," Jacob yelled.

He started slamming his body against the door, making the wooden frame shake. Serena wasn't sure how she managed to turn the lock, but knew it was only a matter of time before it gave way. She climbed on the sink, right next to the door giving herself the best option. 

It flew open as she predicted, but Serena didn't give him the chance to look for her location. She jumped down on his back and brought the knife with her, bringing it up and into his gut. He let out a cry and started firing bullets again. She brought the knife out and moved it back in again, not caring if she was gutting him. 

Serena knew he was trying to shake her off, but she had her free arm wrapped around his neck. He staggered out of the bathroom and into the main room again. Serena would not give up though. She continued her assault, trying to move the blade upwards hoping to hit his heart. 

He dropped to his knees and Serena removed the knife as he fell forward on to his stomach. She brought it back down again, driving it into his back, determined not to stop until he was dead. 

Anger poured out of her. Anger over Jacob, Lance, Adam, and Malcolm. Anger over her parent's death. Anger over what she was. She continued her onslaught, unaware of her actions.

"SERENA."



The sound of her name brought her to a stop. She looked up to see the front door banging.

"Come in," Serena said calmly.

She didn't stand up when Lance burst through the door.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

In the few minutes it took Lance to travel here he played over every plausible situation in his mind. At least so he though. When he stepped into the cabin this scenario had never occurred to him.

It was small. There was a stove on one side and a bed on the other. A broken chair was in the center and behind it was Serena. She was straddling a body. He saw the blood seeping out onto the hardwood. Serena held a knife in her hand with the crimson substance splattered all over her. Her face was bruised and he saw a small cut on her lip, but could tell she was unharmed. 

She didn't need him to rescue her, she was capable of doing so herself. The smell in the room was intoxicating. Lance studied Serena's face. There was no sign she was about to breakdown, or was in shock. Instead she smiled, happy to see him. Lance moved quickly and picked her up off the body throwing her down on the bed, bringing himself down on her. 

The knife dropped to the floor with a clatter as Serena brought her hands up behind Lance's neck. He dipped into her and set his lips on hers. She opened her mouth right away, begging for his touch. All the worry he felt slipped away. He kissed her passionately, wanting to devour her. He felt her small fingers tugging on his clothes and forced himself away from her ripping off his shirt. 

He spotted the blood on her shoulder and went to the spot, licking away the red matter. He continued down her décolletage. She let out a moan as he continued to clean her. His chin touched the fabric of her shirt and he let out a low hiss. Moving at his quick speed he backed away and tore every article of clothing away from her body. 

She let a gasp out, but he didn't jump down on top of her right away. Instead he took in her petite frame, now totally nude. Her nipples were hard with excitement and her stomach curved inward showing her prominent hipbones. There was still some blood on her legs and arms, with a few patches on her torso that must have seeped through the clothes. Lance removed his pants, not wanting anymore blockage between the two of them.

When he went back to the bed he started with her legs, licking the blood away as he made his way up her body. She continued to moan beneath him. It was like music to his ears. He went slowly, not only enjoy the taste of the blood but her essence as well. Once he made his way back to her mouth he kissed her deeply. She didn't seem to mind the coppery taste he was certain filled her mouth. 

Not wanting to wait any longer Lance plunged inside of her. She flung her head back and let out a loud moan. He had had many virgins in his day, but she felt just as tight. He started moving in and out of her and she moved along with him. He felt her small hand on his shoulder and rolled over, sitting them both up in the process. 

Serena was on top, but Lance didn't let go of the control. He kept his hand on the small of her back guiding her movements as she rode him. He moved his head to the crook of her neck and inhaled her scent.

"Do it," she said. "Please."

Lance didn't need her permission, it was his plan all along. She started speeding up her rocking. Once Lance was certain she was close he let his fangs descend and bit into her neck. A powerful cry escaped her mouth, but Lance kept thrusting himself upwards as her blood trickled down his throat, determined to enjoy all of her.



Blood Relations Ch. 07



Serena took the longest, hottest shower of her life. When she was done she got lost looking at her reflection, unsure of who the woman staring back at her was anymore. She pinched her eyes shut and saw Jacob, the insanity plastered on his face. Serena was responsible for his downfall. One kiss and he was done for. She had accused him of ruining her life the past few months, but now she knew it was actually the other way around. 

All the blame fell on her shoulders. She should have figured out something was wrong with her before she let Adam kiss her or even Lance. That thought brought a pain to her chest. Even though his feelings for her were the result of a kiss hers for him were very real. She had to fix this, there was no way she could ruin two more lives. 

A knock on the bathroom door broke away her thoughts. 

"I don't want to rush you," Lance said. "But we should get out of here soon." 

Serena grabbed onto the doorknob and readied herself to see the bloodbath of the cabin. Her breath caught in her chest when she glanced around the room and saw that everything was clean, spotless even. She was in the shower for thirty minutes at the most, and there was so much blood, not to mention the body. She looked up at Lance with confusion. 

"Vampire speed," he said. "There's still the matter of the car. I plan on dumping it a little further away from here. Nobody thinks Jacob is missing so we can use it for a bit. There's about ten hours until the sun rises. Where would you like to go?"  

"What do you mean?" Serena asked. 

Lance walked forward and wrapped an arm around her side, pulling her against his chest. He lowered his head so his mouth was A-line with her ear. 

"There's no reason for us to go back to Juliet," he said. "We have each other. We can go anywhere in the world." 

Traveling the world with Lance sounded perfect. Serena wouldn't have to see Malcolm or Adam again. She could focus on the man she loved. But then the pang in her chest came. There was no way to tell if Lance's feelings were real, or the result of Serena's kiss. Besides, as angry as she was with Adam, he didn't deserve what was happening to him. Serena had to find a way to make this right and not run away from her problems. 

"I want to go back." Serena pushed forward and walked out of Lance's arms, unable to face the hurt look she was certain he wore. 

"That's a bad idea," Lance said. "You have my bite mark now. I can influence your decisions, please don't make me do that already." 

Serena turned around to face him. She gave him a soft smile. 

"If that were the case why don't you hypnotize me? Make me forget about my Grandfather, waiting to hear if I'm safe or not. Take away every memory of Adam, your friend who is hurting right now because of me. Why stop there? Erase my knowledge about what I am, how my kiss will turn a man insane." 

"You know that's not true for us," Lance said. "I love you, and not because of some Siren's call." 

"I know," Serena lied. "But you understand why I have to go back to Juliet. I need to work with James and Malcolm, I need to cure Adam before he ends up like Jacob." 

"I don't like it," Lance said. "But I understand." 

"Thank you," Serena said. 

She walked towards the door, not wanting to spend one more minute in the small room. The warm breeze of summer evening calmed her as she climbed into the passenger's seat of the car. Lance came to the other side and turned the engine over. As they drove away Serena fought the urge to ask what he did with the body, because no matter how curious she was she knew she wouldn't like the answer. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 

The hum of the engine was enough to keep Serena distracted from the thoughts that swirled around her. When they pulled up to Malcolm's huge home Lance turned the car off and the sounds of the summer night weren't enough to quiet Serena's brain. 

"What are you doing?" Serena asked. 

"Coming in with you," Lance said. "I'm not leaving your side. Ever." 

She plastered on the best smile that she could and turned to look at him. 

"You need to get rid of the car," she reminded him. "I will be safe with Malcolm, and I'm sure you can speed back here once it's taken care of." 

The tall man gave her a half smile and nodded his head. She leaned over and gave him a quick peck, but before she could pull back he brought his hand to the back of her neck and deepened their embrace, forcing his tongue in her mouth. She felt herself melt into him and returned his passion. After a moment she regained her senses and pulled away. 

"I'll be quick," Lance said. 

Serena nodded and gave his hand a kiss as he pulled it away from her. She jumped out of the car before she lost her nerve and demanded Lance take her anywhere but here. 

The merriment and wonder she felt when she first saw the giant mansion was gone. Now the looming house held an air of sadness and gloom. Taking a breath Serena walked up to the door and pushed it open. She made her way to the front room and wasn't surprised to see Malcolm, James, Piper, and Thomas there. 

"Serena, you're okay." Piper wrapped Serena in a death grip of a hug before she could respond. 

"Where's the vampire?" Malcolm asked. 

Piper let her go and she turned her attention towards Malcolm. 

"He'll be here shortly." Serena glared at Malcolm. "I don't appreciate your tone. Especially since he is the one who came to rescue me." 

"That was not my idea," Malcolm said. "I don't want to see my great granddaughter involved with his kind, or any supernatural for that matter." 

"Well you should have thought about that before bringing me here," Serena snapped. "And I wouldn't exactly call myself human." 

Malcolm looked shocked at her response. He opened his mouth but James spoke before he got the chance. 

"Everyone settle down, tensions are a little high at the moment, let's not say something we will regret." 

Serena let out a sigh. She was tired and Hawkins was right. 

"How is Adam?" 

Piper shook her head. Thomas walked over and put an arm around his mate's shoulder. 

"Not good," Piper said. "I've never seen him like this. He keeps asking for you and threatening Lance. I don't understand what's happening to him." 

"Serena is a siren," Hawkins said. "One kiss is enough to drive anyone crazy. We witnessed what the human who kissed her went through. I can only imagine that the effects are stronger with a supernatural." 

"Vampires must be immune," Lance said. 

He got rid of the car faster than Serena anticipated. As he walked into the room he placed his arm around Serena and she felt herself calm, wanting so bad to believe him. 

"Yes," Hawkins said. "My main concern is finding a way to cure Adam of this delirium." 

Serena appreciated Hawkins' lie. It was better than trying to argue with Lance, and at the moment Serena didn't care if their love was fake on his part. She selfishly wanted the comfort he brought. 

"We already know of two cures," Thomas said. "Adam finds his mate or Serena's death." 

In the flash of a second Thomas was pinned against the wall with Lance holding him up by the neck. Piper let out a scream and ran over. Serena's heart broke a little more. Lance's behavior at the mention of her demise only further suggested he wasn't immune to her kiss at all. 

"Lance put him down," Serena yelled. 

"Nobody here wants Serena to die." Hawkins kept his voice calm. "You have my word I won't let that be an option." 

As quickly as he had moved Lance was back at her side. Piper rushed over to Thomas who was gasping for breath and helped him stand. Malcolm looked lost as he remained seated on the couch. Serena felt for him, but a small part of her thought he should shoulder some of the blame. If he had been honest about his relation to her, about what her great grandmother was, or about what sort of town Juliet was then maybe none of the would have happened. 

"What are the options then?" Serena asked. 

"Research," Hawkins said. "I want the five of you dedicated to searching for the answers. Piper and Thomas will search the actual books in the town's library. Serena you're probably the most familiar with the internet, Lance can help you as long as he is able. Malcolm you will try and find all the details about your Rose you can. See if anyone else who knew her was still alive, trace back her family line. Whatever possible for clues." 

"No offense," Serena said. "But shouldn't more of us work the internet angle." 

James gave a warm smile and immediately Serena felt bad about her comment. 

"The Juliet library is different than most," Malcolm answered. "Very old books on very old subjects. It is a bit of a mess though. Hard to navigate the old volumes." 

"What about my brother?" Piper asked. 

"We work fast," Hawkins replied. "Keep him locked up in the meantime. The sooner we have an answer the better." 

"Shouldn't someone search for his mate?" Serena asked. "That would cure him right?" 

"Wolves don't work that way," Hawkins replied. "Outside of parading every female in the whole wide world in front of him and making them lock eyes there is no way to find her." 

"And if we let him out to try and look for her Adam will focus on you," Piper said. "Based on his behavior he is likely to get violent." 

Serena already had enough violence. Jacob was dead because of her. 

"I'm leaving for Europe tomorrow," James said. "As far as anyone can tell Sirens originated overseas. I am going to speak with some other Alphas and see if I can't learn anything from the source. Malcolm you will be in charge." 

"How long will you be gone?" Malcolm asked. 

"Until I either have an answer or have run out of leads," Hawkins said. "Everything should continue to run smoothly while I'm gone. John is heading up the accounting firm and the rest of the pack is happy. I don't anticipate any major need for me. I recommend everyone get some sleep and start fresh in the morning." 

Lance cleared his throat and James gave him a nod. 

"Of course there is no reason this work cannot be completed in the nighttime if you wish to adjust your schedules. I'm sure Malcolm can find you some laptops." 

"In all honesty I would rather work from this library than here," Serena said. "I don't see a point in staying in this house." 

"That is a great idea," Malcolm said. "We should all work as a unit and keep each other informed. That's the best way to fix this." 

Serena was surprised Malcolm agreed with her. 

"In fact I insist all four of you stay here the duration of the research," Malcolm continued. "Lance you know where the vampire friendly rooms are in the basement. Piper and Thomas can settle in upstairs and Serena I have the perfect room for you." 

"I'm staying with Lance," Serena interrupted. 

"I don't think that's a good idea," Malcolm replied. 

"I don't care," Serena said. 

Malcolm nodded his head in defeat. 

"Now that that's settled I am going to head home and pack," Hawkins said. 

He shook Malcolm's hand before giving Piper a hug. 

"Don't worry, we will save your brother," Hawkins said. 

He nodded his head towards Lance and Serena before leaving. Once he walked out the forced calm that came with him did too. 

"Thomas and I are going to bed," Piper said. "He thinks its best we start with fresh minds and I agree." 

"Pick any room you like," Malcolm said. "Tomorrow you can bring some of your things over." 

Piper came and gave Serena another hug. She couldn't believe the taller woman didn't hate her for what she'd done to her brother. 

"I am so sorry this is happening to you," Piper said. 

"I should be apologizing to you." 

"No," Piper said. "I was a terrible friend to you and a terrible sister to Adam. I got involved in his little revenge scheme against Malcolm. My brother wanted to use you and I helped him. I deserve this. I should have demanded he leave you alone."  

"Ladies, stop blaming yourselves," Malcolm said. 

Serena was surprised she heard them, then remembered the wolf hearing. 

"You could say this is all my fault for brining Serena here, or for not watching her mother close enough," Malcolm said. "Or for not treating Adam fairly." 

Serena broke away from Piper and looked at Malcolm. Worry seemed to have aged him a hundred years. She walked towards him and then wrapped her arms around his waist, bringing him into a hug. 

"I just wanted you to have a good, normal life." 

Serena let out a laugh and pulled away. 

"We're all trying the best we can," Serena said. "I think everyone should follow your advice and stop obsessing over who it to blame. Right now all that matters is fixing Adam. Then we can move forward. Even with all the lies and sneaking around I am grateful I have a family again." 

Malcolm gave a small smile and nodded his head. Serena might not have known the older man very well, but she got the idea this was as big of an emotional breakthrough as he was ever going to have. 

Piper and Thomas headed upstairs leaving the three of them alone. 

"Are you sure you don't want to get some sleep?" Lance asked. 

Serena shook her head. 

"Lance why don't you go to the garage and pick out a car." Malcolm meant that more as an order and less of a request. "I'll find the key to the library and send Serena out with it." 

To her surprise Lance didn't object. Once he was out the front door Malcolm looked at Serena with sadness. He reached in his pocket before pressing a key into her hand. She had a feeling he was trying to get her alone. 

"I know this will be hard to hear," Malcolm started. "Especially since your feelings are genuine. But there is a good chance the vampire isn't immune to your charms. James believes he isn't going crazy like Adam because he is able to have you and be near you. But if we find a cure it will stop Lance's obsession." 

"I know," Serena said. "And I know what I'm doing to him is wrong and selfish, but I can't help it. I do love him, even if his love isn't real." 

"I will hate to see you heartbroken when this is all over." 

"I'm surprised you didn't demand I leave him again and go off to Europe with Hawkins." 

"I realize now that plan never would have worked," Malcolm said. "We need to address this head on. Running away won't fix anything. Besides, I might be a strong wolf, but I don't think anything is going to keep that vampire from being by your side." 

The headlights flashed the window. Serena gave Malcolm another hug. 

"When this is all over we will get to know each other," Serena said. "I wasn't lying about that." 

"I look forward to that." Malcolm patted her back. "If you insist on keeping nocturnal hours spend them wisely. Get to the library and start searching for a cure." 

Serena gave him a quick squeeze before letting go and jogging to the front door. The image of Jacob's dead eyes came to mind. Serena would be damned if she let the same fate befall Adam. Even if she couldn't shoulder the blame entirely it was her responsibility to focus on the future and a cure for the men she had impacted. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ 

Serena's eyes clicked open. She wiggled out from under Lance's arm. Serena swore he feel asleep holding her as close as possible, knowing how difficult it was for her to move him when he was sleeping. There was no way she would waste any time in bed. Lance didn't share her luxury of choice. 

She dressed quickly before sneaking out of their room, careful to turn off all the lights in the windowless space. That was the downside to sleeping with a vampire, she missed the nighttime air and waking up to the sun on her face, but not enough to bother sleeping in another room. 

When Serena made it to the hallway she walked quickly to the stairs, ignoring the banging sound coming from the other side of the basement. 

"SERENAAAA." Adam's voice came out muffled, but she knew she heard him correctly. 

As the time passed it was getting easier to push the guilt down, but impossible not to realize how quickly Adam was deteriorating. They thought her presence wasn't helping, but proved that theory incorrect a few weeks ago when Serena tried to stay at Lance's apartment for the night. Adam increased his efforts at escaping his room and nearly killed himself in the process. All of their work would have been for nothing if the wolf didn't survive. 

Once Serena made it upstairs she was blasted with sunlight. The sun didn't set until almost 8 pm, but was quick to rise about 5 am. Lance was required to sleep all day, but Serena was getting by with about six hours. A glance at the clock in the kitchen told her it was almost noon. She had slept in. 

It didn't take her long to shower, change, and grab something to eat. Then she jumped in one of Malcolm's cars and headed to the Juliet library. 

Like all small towns Juliet had its secrets, the only difference being Juliet's were much more gruesome than Serena wished to know. She felt a pit form in her stomach as she approached the small storefront. The librarian nodded her head to Serena as she walked past the small collection of fiction and headed towards the back. From there she traveled down the stairs into the almost crypt like room that was impossibly large for a basement. 

The books were kept in no particular order and Serena had a feeling if 100 people worked down here for a year they would be unable to read all of them. After two weeks the group realized the internet was useless and these old tombs carried much better information. 

Serena sighed as she sat down at the small table with the current stack of books she was trying to sort through. Piper and Thomas sat at their own tables, neither acknowledged her. 

"Any luck so far today?" Serena asked. 

"If there were don't you think we would have said something?" Thomas replied. 

"Thomas," Piper hissed at him. "Remember what we talked about." 

"Sorry," Serena said. 

"It's not your fault," Thomas said. "I just didn't think I'd be spending most of my summer out of the sun." 

"I wish I had paid more attention in high school Spanish," Serena changed the subject. 

"I don't think four years in Spanish class would help with these," Piper said. "I grew up learning the old languages and I'm struggling. The only one who's decent is Malcolm." 

"Where is he?" Serena asked. 

Normally the three of them and sometimes Kay were down here already when Serena arrived. 

"A pack issue came up," Piper said. "He'll be in later." 

Serena went back to the latest book, one in English, and started flipping through the pages. She spent the last four weeks going over tales of vicious monsters, demons, and more evil creatures than she thought possible. So far not a single one had anything remotely close to her curse. 

"Maybe we should revisit the book on Succubae," Thomas said. 

"Serena's not evil," Piper replied, the annoyance was heavy on her voice. 

"Maybe they only recorded the information on evil ones though," he snapped back. 

"I've only came across two mentions of them," Serena said. "If we ignore the fact that they're naturally purple and can change colors to fool the human mind, that they have wings, that they eat human hearts, need to have sex and not just kiss a man, have been extinct for over 1000 years, and can't survive in the cold, all we've found is how to kill them. Not how to reverse their powers." 

"I'm getting scared that's the answer," Thomas said. 

"Death?" Serena was far past worrying about dying. "If it comes to that then I'm pretty sure any old human way will do me in. I don't think we have to worry too much about beheading or burning my body." 

"Enough!" Piper yelled. "We're not killing anybody." 

The echo of Piper's voice hung heavy in the air. For as much as Serena wanted an answer Piper wanted one more. It was her brother who was suffering. Serena picked back up the book she was working on and started flipping through the pages. Trying hard not to focus too much on the fact that death was becoming the most likely solution. 




Blood Relations Ch. 07



~*~*~*~*~*~* 

When the sun set Lance's eyes popped open. He sped through his hygiene requirements and rushed up the stairs, ignoring the sounds coming from Adam's room. He planned on speeding over to the library as he had every night for the past several weeks, but the sight of Hawkins broke his routine. 

"You're back?" Lance hoped with good news. 

"Have a seat," Malcolm said. "The others should be here any second. Hawkins has some news for us." 

"What did you find out? Can we fix Adam?" 

"I think it's best we wait until everyone arrives." 

As if on cue the sound of the front door opening echoed through the house and Serena, Piper, and Thomas rushed into the room. Piper ran up to her Alpha and hugged him. 

"I'm so happy to see you," she said. "Adam has gotten so much worse. We have to do something soon." 

Lance went straight for Serena and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against his chest. He could feel the tension in her back. Adam's condition was weighing on her. He kissed the top of her head, knowing the only thing that would give her comfort was good news from Hawkins. 

"I can tell by the look on your face you don't have a solution." Serena pushed away from Lance and stared at the Alpha. 

"Please sit down," Hawkins said. 

Everyone listened, eager to hear what he had to say. 

"I'm sure Malcolm mentioned there was an issue with our pack," Hawkins said. "As always, the pack is my number one priority and even though Malcolm was handling it, my trip was cut short." 

"So you didn't find anything?" Still unaccustomed to werewolf culture she didn't know not to interrupt the Alpha. Lance gave a slight chuckle at Hawkins' attempt not to scold her. 

"That's something in itself though," Hawkins said. "I couldn't find anything or anyone who has come into contact with someone similar to Serena. The closest description is still a Siren, which is not completely accurate and grounded in fiction. Of course according to Homer the cure was simply to get away from them, we know that's not the case here." 

"So there is no cure." Serena looked so defeated. Lance touched her chin and tilted her head up. 

"He didn't say that," Lance reminded her. She locked eyes with him and Lance could see how distressed she was. Before he could try and comfort her she turned her head back to Hawkins. 

"I am prepared to return and continue looking for more information," Hawkins continued. "It seems like your group is making some headway in the old texts. There has to be something there." 

"But what if there's not?" Serena asked. "I mean, how do Supernatural beings even come into existence? What if Rose was the first? What if I'm the start of something brand new? What do we do then?" 

"That is a worst case scenario," Hawkins said. "We need to stay positive." 

"But is it a possibility? If I'm some sort of newer being then we have no way of finding answers." 

"The first known vampire was about 6000 years ago," Lance said. "And the first werewolf was 3000 years ago. Both were probably around longer than that to begin with. It's highly unlikely..." 

"Malcolm, what about my family lineage?" Serena interrupted Lance. "Any evidence there?" 

"No," Malcolm started. "But.." 

"But nothing." Serena voice strained. "It is possible, no evidence anywhere, and let's face it. Mr. Hawkins can keep searching, but we're wasting time. Adam is suffering and everyone is putting their lives on hold for me. I don't want to keep doing this." 

"What are you suggesting?" Hawkins asked. 

Serena turned to face Lance and he felt a lump grow in his throat. 

"You say you love me?" Serena looked at him with her soft blue eyes. This time it was Lance's turn to interrupt. He stood up from the couch. 

"No," he said. "We've already had this conversation." 

"But it's the only way," Serena said. "It might work." 

"But it might not and you might end up dead in the attempt," Lance said. 

"We could be together though, and Adam could be free because technically I would be dead." 

"What is she suggesting?" Malcolm asked. 

"If Lance tries to turn me..." 

"NO." Malcolm stood up from the couch and joined Lance. "I will never allow that." 

"It's not your decision to make," Serena said. "We know my death would cure Adam. This way I could be with Lance...forever." 

"It's not your decision to make either," Lance snapped. "It's mine and the answer is no." 

"Serena, that wouldn't work anyway," Piper said. "Lance is a vampire and he is still effected by you." 

Lance felt his anger boil over. He turned to look at Piper and flashed his teeth. She stood up and let out a growl. 

"I love Serena because of who she is," Lance said. "Not because of some stupid magic." 

"Keep telling yourself that," Piper replied with anger. 

"Everyone calm down," Hawkins said. 

Lance felt Serena's hand on his arm and let his defensive stance go. He turned towards her and looked down. She gave him pleading eyes, but the memory of his failed attempt at transforming his sister came to mind, and his promise to never do that to another soul again. 

"We will find a way," Lance said. "I promise." 

"Piper, Thomas take the night off," Hawkins said. "Malcolm I need you to check in on our other problem. Lance and Serena stay for a little bit before you head back to the library." 

Lance expected objections, but all three wolves did exactly what Hawkins said and exited the room. He would never understand the influence of the Alpha, but was sure Hawkins had just wheeled it to the extreme. 

"Now that it's just the three of us," Hawkins said. "I want to ask Serena why she thinks that would work." 

"Lance can hypnotize me, Adam can overpower me, I can't control anyone or this thing that I have," she said. "Pretend that my theory is correct and I am some sort of new being or mutation of human. I'm not strong. If I were to become a vampire those traits would have to take over. I would say the same for werewolf, but without a mate that can't happen. I've been reading a lot about different supernatural creatures and half breeds don't exist." 

Lance watched as Hawkins digested this information. 

"I can't say your logic is flawed..." 

"I can," Lance said. "I won't do it. I love Adam like a brother, but not enough to risk Serena's life. You do know how rare it is a person will actual complete the change. There's no way to tell if it can be successful. Besides, Serena is stronger than she thinks. Any other human bit by a vampire pretty much becomes their slave. Serena is still her own person." 

Lance looked down at her. He did love the person she was. Piper's words came back to him. This was real, his feelings for her, she didn't affect him the way she did the other's she had kissed. He was certain of that. Not even a small part of him held any doubt. 

"It is a risk," Hawkins said. "One if you're not willing to take cannot be forced upon you." 

"Please Lance," Serena started. "It can fix everything and then we can be together." 

"We are together," Lance said. "It's not an option." 

"Don't think of it in terms of fixing Adam's condition. I am going to grow old and die," Serena said. "You won't." 

"We will cross that bridge one day," Lance said. "But for now. This conversation is over." 

He had already thought about that. His years on this Earth were a gift, one he cherished. When it came time for Serena to pass away he would follow. 

"But.." 

"Enough," Lance said. "I promised I would never hypnotize you again, but if you keep this up I will be tempted to erase the possibility from your mind." 

He saw the fire burn in Serena's eyes and knew he crossed a line. He kept his face stern, knowing that he needed her to realize how serious he was. Transforming her would never be an option. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 

The room was a prison cell. Adam kicked the smashed desk again. Having nice décor and furniture did nothing to change that. His so-called sister deserved to die for doing this to him. Adam planned on granting them all mercy though. Except for one. He would rip Lance's throat out, take Serena away, and never speak to his pack again. 

Serena. Think her name brought him a sense of calm. She needed him as much as he need her. Adam was sure of it. He pictured her trapped in one of these rooms in Malcolm's basement trying to get to him. The memory of her scent filled his nose and the false hope vanished. She wasn't a prisoner. She was free and staying with that vampire. He felt his anger boil over again and kicked the desk. They would both die. 

A knock on his door stopped his rampage from continuing. 

"Adam," his sister said. "It's Piper. I wanted to check on you." 

Taking a deep breath Adam remembered this was his chance. He slowly walked towards the door. 

"Pipes, I'm so glad you came," he replied. "I'm feeling much better." 

"That's good," she said. "I put a tray in the slat. You didn't return your dirty dish." 

Adam looked at the uneaten food and broken dishes that were covering his room. He knew he would have to break down and eat something, but at least twice the food had been drugged. He'd woken up to a clean room with the furniture replaced. He didn't want to fall for that again. 

"How is Thomas?" 

"He's good," Piper said. "We are working really hard." 

"It's a shame I haven't had the opportunity to get to know my sister's mate." 

"Wow. You're using the M-word." 

"I guess I finally came around," Adam said. "I'm so sorry for not accepting it sooner, but being in here has given me some clarity." 

"Did you have time to read any of the books I dropped off?" 

Adam looked at the shredded books on the floor. He held back the anger at her thinking he should be grateful for dropping them off, like reading some old novels would entertain him. 

"I devoured them," Adam said. 

He took a breath, wanting to ask so badly how Serena was. Certain Piper would lie. Adam knew she was fucking that piece of shit vampire. If he wanted to get closer to ending both of them he had to play it cool. 

"I think I'm starting to feel like myself again," he replied. "I could really use a run though. I'm feeling cagey." 

"I'll talk to Hawkins," Piper replied. "Maybe he can work something out." 

"Why don't you just open the door?" Adam asked. "I can shift right away and we can go for a run, just like old times." 

There was silence on the other side. Adam knew Piper was considering it. 

"Remember that spot we used to love as kids? Not too far out of Juliet where the creek gets deep and you have to cross back and forth over the water? It would be awesome to go there again. You can bring Thomas." 

There was still silence. Adam held his breath, certain he had her considering it. 

"I can't, I'm sorry Adam," Piper said. "We're working really hard to get you well." 

The rage Adam felt came back and he smacked the door. 

"You stupid bitch," he yelled. "You let me out of here right now. I took care of you, I raised you and this is how you repay me?" 

He continued to kick and punch the door. 

"You'll be better soon." Piper's voice was shaky and filled with tears. 

"Don't you leave me," Adam yelled. 

He heard her footsteps run down the hall. Adam hit and kicked with more fervor. 

"PIPER," he continued screaming. 

Maybe he would kill her too. Maybe he would kill all of them and take Serena away, start fresh again. He focused on that idea, not even realizing he had switched from yelling Piper to screaming for Serena. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 

Frustration alternated with interest as Serena combed through pages in the books. She looked up at Lance, who worked twice as fast as she did on much older volumes in stranger languages. He was focused. His determination in finding a cure for Adam only made her heart ache. The time she spent with him only made her love him more. A pang hit. Part of her knew his love was fake. Piper was right. He was as much under her spell as Adam. 

She knew there were others out there like her, not many, but they had either kissed their one true love or stayed blissfully unaware that their partner was being controlled or were murdered by a mistake, like Serena should have been at Jacob's hand. 

"The sun is going to rise soon," Lance said without looking up. "We should head home." 

"I want to stay," Serena said. "I'm not tired yet." 

"You need sleep," Lance reminded her. 

"I'll be there by noon and wake up with you when the sun goes down." 

"I know you think I am being unreasonable," Lance said. "But don't punish me. It won't change my mind." 

Serena felt her chin start to quiver, thinking about his threat to hypnotize her. 

"I would never do that," she said. "Really, I'm not tired." 

He stood up from his table and walked over to Serena. She didn't look up as he bent down and kissed the top of her head. 

"Don't stay up too late," Lance said. "I promise we will find a solution." 

He left his hand on her shoulder and she gave it a squeeze before he walked away. 

Once he was gone she let out the yawn she'd been hiding and set her head down on the table, telling herself she was only going to rest her eyes for a moment. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 

The red headed vampire leaned over Serena and she arched her back as his kisses trailed down her neck. When he reached her clavicle he pulled up locking eyes with her. Warmth spread through her body down to her toes and she shuddered. A sly smile crossed his face before he came back in and sealed his mouth with hers. 

A moan escaped her lips and her eyes popped open. Instead of being in a warm bed with Lance she was alone in a hard cot in the damp crypt of the library. 

"Good dream?" Thomas snickered. 

Piper gave him a smack and Serena sat up, rubbing her eyes. 

"What time is it?" Serena asked. 

"We got here around 8, Thomas moved you to the cot," Piper said. "It's almost 6." 

"I didn't mean to sleep that long," Serena groaned as she stood up from the cot. 

"I'm going to go get dinner," Thomas said. "Or breakfast depending on how you look at it." 

He gave Piper a kiss before trotting out of the crypt. 

"How does he manage to stay positive?" Serena asked. 

"It's an act," Piper said. "He thinks it's what I need." 

Serena walked over to the table Piper was at and sat down. 

"Any new developments?" 

"Nothing," Piper replied. 

"Lance thinks I'm mad at him," Serena said. "Now that I didn't come home today he's going to freak out." 

"About last night," Piper said. "I'm sorry I said Lance's love was fake." 

"Don't apologize. And you might be right, don't think I haven't thought of that myself." 

"Do you really think that would work? You becoming a vampire?" 

"Yes," Serena said. "Even if Lance is under my spell, once I was turned it would be broken on him too. In all these books have you ever came across a hyrbid or a halfbreed? I even read a story about a werewolf turning into a vampire, kept none of their wolf traits." 

"I understand why he doesn't want to try," Piper said. "After this summer I know way more about vampires than I ever cared to." 

"It's been informative to say the least," Serena replied. 

"I think about the first day I met you, I had an easy job, an easy life," Piper said. "Then I met Thomas and thought choosing which pack to join would be the hardest decision I'd ever face." 

The last word came out with a quiver and Piper broke into sobs. Serena rushed over towards her and started rubbing her back. 

"I shouldn't be complaining to you," Piper made out between sniffles. "You have it worse, but I never thought this would happen. Adam is getting so bad. Last night I talked to him and he was full of lies then started screaming about killing me. He's really gone crazy, I don't even think he knew what he was saying." 

Serena blinked back the tears. She never meant to destroy Piper like this. 

"I don't know what to do anymore," Piper said. "Hawkins thinks we should keep him sedated, but I remember when he was on drugs, how terrible he looked. I can't put him through that again. He worked so hard to turn his life around." 

Serena didn't know what to say. Everything Piper was saying was true and there weren't a lot of options. They were running out of time before Adam hurt himself. There had to be a way to fix this. 

"Don't worry," Serena said. "We will figure something out." 

The two woman stayed in an embrace, Serena rubbing Piper's back as she cried. Thomas came back and took over for Serena. Her actions had caused so many people so much pain. She knew it was time to act. As she walked out of the library Piper looked up.  

"Where are you going?" Piper asked. 

"It's almost sundown," Serena said. "I'm going to go meet Lance before he wakes up." 

As she made it up the stairs her resolve grew. There was one way to solve Adam's problem, but before Serena took that route she was going to try one more thing. When she left the library she didn't get in the car. Instead she kept walking, wanting to arrive at her destination right at sundown. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 

The blue door remained locked. Serena pulled at the handle again, hoping in the last thirty seconds someone came and opened it up. The sun was down now. She had five minutes, maybe ten before Lance came looking for her. 

Serena moved down to the next door and gave it a hard tug. It popped open and she rushed inside the bar. 

"Can I help you?" The sole worker asked from behind the bar. "Technically, we're open, but most of our patrons don't start showing up for a few hours." 

"Are you a vampire?" Serena blurted her question out. The young man's eyes went large before he broke into a laugh and shook his head. 

"Are you?" He asked with a smug smile. "Obviously you're not, but you must be crazy, coming in here blurting random things out like that." 

Serena remembered hearing most of the workers in the town were wolves. She cursed herself, knowing this young man already alerted someone to the random human bursting into his establishment. Time was running out. 

"I need to find a vampire, please, it's really important," Serena said. "Can you tell me where one is? Is there a vampire hotel or something around here? They should be awake by now." 

The guy raised an eyebrow and went back to wiping down the bar. Serena could tell he was talking to someone through the mental link. She assumed it wouldn't take long for Malcolm to find out where she was, mix that with Lance's tracing skills and she had minutes if not seconds left. 

"Why don't you have a seat," he said. "I'll pour you a glass of water and you can calm down." 

Serena turned back towards the door, ready to run out when it swung open. 

"Hey Rick I think I might have left my phone here last night," the new patron said. 

Serena's eyes gave him a quick scan. Handsome, pale, red lips. This was her vampire. She ran over to him and grabbed his head, smashing her lips against his. He froze, but didn't push her away. After a few seconds she let go of him and moved back. He smiled at her and let out a laugh. 

"What a way to be greeted," he said. "I'm Sebastian, and who might you be?" 

"I need you to turn me into a vampire," Serena said. 

"Sorry little lady, that's a pretty big order, one I'm in no hurry to fill," Sebastian said. 

He looked over her and started talking to the bartender again. 

"Did you find a phone?" Sebastian asked. 

The bartender walked towards them and handed the vampire his possession. 

"It might take a little bit, but in the next few days you're going to fall in love with me," Serena said. "I'm staying at Malcolm the Beta's house, come find me." 

"I've only been awake for ten minutes." Sebastian let out a loud laugh. "Already I'm making new vampires and falling in love. Can the day get any better?" 




Blood Relations Ch. 07



Serena felt hands on her shoulders. She knew they belonged to Rick. His grip was tight enough she wouldn't be able to run. 

"Come back tonight and I'll get you a round on the house, sorry about this Seb," Rick said. 

"Right..." 

The vampire was already looking through his phone, uninterested in Serena or the bartender. He turned and headed out the door. 

"Find me, please!" Serena yelled before the door shut. 

"Why don't you have a seat," Rick said. "I'll get you that water." 

"Is Malcolm on his way?" Serena didn't turn around. She kept her eyes focused on the door, hoping her plan would work. 

Before Rick could answer the door swung open again. With a gust of wind and a blur Lance appeared in front of them. He pulled Serena against his chest and ripped her out of Rick's grip in the same motion. 

"Are you insane?" Lance asked. "What are you doing down here? It's dangerous without me." 

"I think she was looking for danger," Rick replied. "Or at least looking for a sire." 

"WHAT?" Lance's voice was so filled with anger it sounded inhuman. 

He pushed Serena out from against him. She looked up at his anger filled eyes. She tried to look guilty and desperate for him, but in reality she was happy she kissed Sebastian before Lance showed up. There was a chance her spell would be cast on him and then he would be more reasonable than Lance about her request. 

Lance grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her outside. Serena let him drag her away, knowing she should be upset at his treatment of her, but not wanting him to find out about Sebastian. 

"I'm sorry," Serena said. "You won't do it. What other option do I have?" 

"The one where we stick to the plan, use our brains, research, find a cure," Lance yelled. "Do you want to die? Because nobody else wants you to. You do realize that is what would happen if someone tried to make you a vampire?" 

"There's a chance it could work," Serena said. "Adam is suffering, Piper is suffering, you are..." 

"Don't say it," Lance said. "Don't you dare say it." 

"How can we know?" Serena asked. "This is the only way to make sure." 

"No," Lance said. "There's another way. I'm going to prove to you that I actually love you." 

Lance moved fast and wrapped his arms around Serena's waist. He lowered his face until his lips were barely touching hers. She could feel his breath on her lips. Her stomach fluttered and she pushed herself forward, crashing her mouth on to his. He tightened his grip as he moved his head to the side and let his tongue tease hers. Serena let go, she let go of her fears, her problems, where she was. All that mattered in that second was Lance kissing her. She felt her body melt. 

He put an end to their kiss earlier than she wanted. The urge to find a private place came to Serena. She needed him. They locked eyes and Serena opened her mouth to speak. 

"Shhh," Lance said. 

It was with the dragged out noise Serena realized a second too late what Lance was up to. Even if she wanted to she wouldn't have been able to look away. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 

With as straight a face as he could muster Lance put the last of Serena's bags in the trunk. He slammed it shut and then walked around to see her still entranced sitting behind the wheel. He grabbed her chin and twisted her head so they locked eyes again. 

"Repeat everything back to me," Lance said. 

"I'm going back to my dorm. The summer is over. I had a very boring time interning for a mean accountant. I made no friends. I don't care if I ever come back to Juliet, or the state of Indiana. I was paid well and didn't have a social life so I saved up and bought this car." 

"What else?" 

"I have decided on a life of celibacy, I have no sexual attraction or desire to kiss anyone," Serena finished. "I'm going to leave here right now and only stop for gas. When I get back to my room I will fall asleep. When I wake up I won't remember you or any of this." 

"Good girl," Lance said. 

He moved in and placed a light kiss on Serena's head. Then he took a few steps back. His heart felt like it was trying to lurch out of his chest, he needed to chase after her and stop this, but there was no other way. He waved his hand and the engine turned over. Lance didn't move from the road as Serena drove off into the darkness. 

"You can come out on," Lance said. 

The trees rustled and a giant black wolf appeared. Hawkins didn't shift back. The two stared as the car disappeared from sight. Lance felt broken, but Serena had doubted his love for her and letting her go was the only way to prove it was genuine. Even Lance wasn't sure he could remain the course. 

"Promise me when I...if I... become like Adam you will kill me." 

Lance didn't need to look at Hawkins for assurance. After all, Lance didn't mean it as a question so much as a statement. 

~*~*~*~*~*~* 

The tapping of the keyboard filled the small office and Serena glanced at her phone, her advisor was sure taking his sweet time. 

"Okay," he said. "Your schedule looks all set. You should be good to graduate early if you take on this extra load. I received the paperwork from your internship so you will get some credits for that. How was it by the way?" 

"Let's just say I won't be looking for a job in Indiana once I graduate," Serena replied. 

"Middle of nowhere towns don't hold your interest?" 

"The account I worked under was sort of mean," Serena said. "I'm hoping for a happier postgrad life." 

"Speaking of mean, did you works things out with that young man who was bothering you last semester?" 

"Jacob?" Serena had forgotten all about him. The memory of the online harassment came back and she shuddered. "He hasn't been a problem." 

"Well he didn't enroll this semester, so I wouldn't give him a second thought." 

Serena didn't bother asking where he was, she didn't care. 

"Remember college is a life experience in itself, this is your final semester. Try and squeeze in some fun." 

"Thanks for the advice," Serena said. "I'm more interested in surviving my seven courses with As." 

"For most students I would worry, but not you," he said. "It's never too late to join a club. I think the accounting society is having a mixer tonight." 

"They're interested in freshman members," Serena replied. "Besides, I have a hot date tonight." 

The advisor smiled at Serena. She stood up from her chair and grabbed the paperwork he set out for her. A few brochures on grad school and her projected GPA. She walked out without either saying another word. She was sure if he knew her hot date was with her new text books and trying to get a jump on her courses before they started it would have turned into another conversation she had no desire to have. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 

The strawberry blond wiggled underneath him as Lance continued to kiss her neck, making sure to move his lips lightly enough to tease her. She let out a moan and he was loosing his self control. Her sounds continued and Lance couldn't take it any longer. He let his fangs ascend and bit down hard. She gasped, but her moans switched to screams. Lance pulled back and saw he was on top of a lifeless body. Her once vibrant eyes starred off in space at nothing. 

Lance's eyes popped open and he sat up in bed. Serena wasn't her and she wasn't dead either. It was another dream. He put his hand to his chest. The mental pain he felt was starting to turn physical. Ever inch of him was telling him to run to New Mexico, find her and make her his again. 

He was fighting that urge every second he was awake, sure it wouldn't be long until he couldn't any more. As long as he had some control he inteded to put it to good use. 

He sent Serena away ten days ago. There was no reason for him to continue to stay at Malcolm's home, so he moved back into his small stylish apartment. Not that it mattered, most of his time was spent at the library anyway. He washed up quick and headed over there. 

When he arrived he was not surprised to see Piper and Thomas, but Malcolm's presence through him off. The Beta avoided him in general, but even more so since his granddaughter left. 

"What are you doing here?" Lance asked. 

"There's been some developments," Malcolm said. 

"How's Serena? Is she alright?" Lance felt his chest tighten. She needed him. He figured if he traveled at fast speed, avoiding humans, he could get there in one night. Lance had even mapped it out in his head. 

"She's fine," Malcolm said. "Thanks to you she is able to continue on with her life. I know I might not show it, but I am grateful for that. Piper and Thomas are going to continue on with theirs as well." 

"I can't," Piper said. "I can't leave my brother the way he is." 

"You can and you must," Malcolm said. "Thomas' Alpha wants him back and Hawkins thinks it's best for both of you to get out of Juliet." 

"What about Adam?" 

"Adam remains the same," Malcolm said. "But Lance, Hawkins, and I will continue searching for a cure. He wouldn't want you to give up your life like this, and you're not abandoning him." 

"Malcolm is right," Thomas said. "No brother would want their sister to live the way you are. We're not giving up, our new pack has a library too. There might be new information in there. We can come back next Summer with a fresher perspective." 

Next summer. That was a joke, Adam wouldn't survive another month, let alone nine. Everyone knew that, even if they were living in denial. Piper nodded her head and stood up from her table. She walked over to Lance and gave him a hug. 

"You were always a friend to my family," Piper said. "Don't think that goes unappreciated." 

"Best of luck on your new adventure," Lance whispered in her ear. 

She let go of him and continued walking out. Thomas stepped up and shook Lance's hand. He would take care of Piper, there was no doubt about that. 

"We're heading out in the morning," Piper said. "I'm going to pack up tonight and then go see Adam one last time." 

"Safe travels," Lance said. 

He wished he had more comforting words to offer. Piper and Thomas left the room. Malcolm remained behind. 

"So this is it?" Lance asked. "A dead werewolf, a sad vampire, and an unknown species of human hypnotized into living a lonely life?" 

"We're going to continue the research," Malcolm started. 

"Don't lie to me," Lance said. 

"How are your...urges towards Serena?" 

"I think about her every second, even when I'm asleep," Lance said. "It took the human she kissed six months to try and kill her, I think Adam was at that point in three weeks, so I'm not sure how much time I have left." 

"So you admit that your feelings for her weren't..." 

"Don't finish that sentence. I might not be up for killing your graddaughter yet, but that same rule doesn't apply to you." 

Malcolm sighed. 

"Please come to me before it gets that bad." Malcolm started to walk out of the room. 

"Adam shouldn't suffer anymore than he already has," Lance said. "Tomorrow night, after Piper has said goodbye I will come for him." 

Malcolm faced away, but Lance saw him nod his head in agreement before continuing his exit. 

Lance looked around at the stacks of books. For the second time in his long life he felt defeat. He knew his kind didn't deserve happiness. That was the flaw in Juliet. A place for supernaturals to live out in the open, to party it up without fear, no wonder he chose to live here for so long. It was only fitting time had caught up to him. He turned out the light and left the library, knowing it was likely his last night on Earth he decided to spend it like a human would. Drowning his sorrows at a bar. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 

The Stakeout was dead. Lance tapped his hand on the bar and another drink was placed in front of him. He was grateful for the lack of company, not being in the mood to chat with anyone that evening. This was the time of year the other vampires went home and Lance's social life resumed to being a vampire among wolves. He was unsure what Hawkins told the pack regarding Adam, but assumed they believed he had relapsed again. 

The door opened, Lance didn't bother looking to see who walked in. Whoever it was took a seat right next to him. Lance was about to tell them to fuck off, but they spoke first. 

"Last night in Juliet for the season," Sebastian said. "and what a season it was." 

Under normal circumstances Lance enjoyed the European vamp. He was young, turned during the second world war under similar circumstances as Lance. Sebastian was more light hearted and human than most of their kind. 

"Whoa," the bartender said. "I don't want any fights in here tonight. I almost have this place ready for hibernation." 

"Why would we fight?" Sebastian asked. 

"Because Rick here knows I want to be left alone, unlike you." 

"Relax friend." Much to Lance's annoyance Sebastian placed a hand on his shoulder. "I leave tomorrow at sundown, and who knows if I'll make it back next summer. It could be years before I see you again. What's one last drink together going to hurt?" 

"I mean it you two," Rick the bartender added. "If you can't play nice I'm going to have to throw both of you out. Let you kill each other in the street." 

"Am I missing something?" Sebastian asked. "Lance and I get along just fine." 

Now Rick had Lance's attentions too. He knew he was being gloomy, but not enough to make Rick think anyone else was in danger of his wrath. 

"I would like an explanation too," Lance said. 

The werewolf's eyes darted back and forth between the two vampires. A smile spread across his face. 

"Well the last time I saw the two of you, his girl was kissing on you." Rick pointed from Lance to Sebastian. 

Lance looked up at the other vampire. His eyes went wide and he held up her hands shaking his head. 

"That's not how it played out." Sebastian rose and started backing away from the bar. "You know how wolves can be, quit trying to start drama Rick." 

"You kissed Serena?" 

Lance saw red. He stood up from his chair and walked slowly towards a scared Sebastian. There was no way Sebastian couldn't have known Serena belonged to another vampire. Any bitten human's aura changed. While there were no laws or governance between vampires there was a level of respect that all of them followed. An image of Serena pressed against Sebastian came to Lance and his anger bubbled. 

"Wait, Rick is not telling the whole story. Here I was, just minding my own business, and out of nowhere this human starts kissing me. As soon as I realized she was bitten I put a stop to it, then she starts ordering me to turn her, telling me to come find her once I fall in love, real gypsy nonsense. I didn't stick around long enough to figure out who she belonged to or else I would have told you myself." 

The rage inside Lance was at it's breaking point. He wanted Serena, he was the only one who deserved her, how could someone else dare touch her. The liquor only fueled his outrage. His mind wandered to a vision of Serena wrapped around Sebastian, the two of them in a locked embrace. Lance knew the younger vampire didn't stand a chance against him. 

"You have to believe me," Sebastian started. "It was only a couple weeks ago. Tell the truth Rick. That's what happened. You know wolves just want to see a good fight. I didn't want your lady then and I don't want her now." 

Lance had moved in a way that forced Sebastian into a corner. He was ready for his attack when a moment of clarity struck him. His back straightened and his fangs retracted. 

"What did you say?" 

"I said Rick is just trying to start a fight between us." 

"After that." 

"I don't want your lady?" 

"And the two of you kissed?" 

"She kissed me, I put an end to it as soon as I realized she was bitten," Sebastian explained. 

"He's lying," Rick yelled. "The girl stopped the kiss, not him." 

Rick the wolf must have been much more bored than Lance picked up on. He was obviously trying to start something. Sebastian still wore a look of terror, even though Lance now felt elated. Lance reached out and grabbed Sebastian's shoulder's pulled the other vamp closer to him and laid a kiss on his forehead. 

"This is the most fantastic news I've heard in years," Lance said. "Rick, put whatever Sebastian wants on my tab for the rest of the evening. Sebby, order and destroy whatever you like in this establishment." 

Lance heard Rick let out a groan. No doubt upset that his night was not over early since the two of them did not get in a huge fight and get tossed. Lance rushed out of the bar and headed towards Hawkins' estate. If Sebastian was immune to Serena's kiss that could only mean one thing. Lance's love for the girl was genuine. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 

As Lance should have predicted, Hawkins was at Malcolm's place. He shared his discovery with the two of them. Hawkins nodded in approval while Malcolm seemed unmoved. 

"This doesn't change anything," Malcolm said. "You still can't turn her and Adam is still afflicted." 

"This changes a great deal my friend and you know that," Hawkins said. "This means that Lance and Serena can be together without worrying it's some sort of mystic spell. Lance may have sent her away for her own good, but there is now no reason he cannot be with her." 

Lance knew the Alpha would see it his way. 

"I could never hurt her," Lance said. "Now I have proof of that. And she could have some semblance of a life with me, not having to live alone in fear of any intimacy with another." 

Malcolm looked at the ground, defeated. 

"Why are you sharing this with us? Why not leave tonight?" 

"I made a promise to you earlier today." Lance dropped his smile. "One I intend on keeping. Tomorrow night I will put Adam out of his misery, travel to Serena and reconnect with her. I will still keep her memories of Juliet hidden away. The two of us will start fresh and live a lifetime together." 

"As much as I have my reservations about this solution I don't believe that Adam can hold on much longer," Hawkins said. "You are a good friend for volunteering for this." 

"We will still let Piper have her goodbye," Malcolm said. "You're welcome to stay the night here again, if that will make your plans easier." 

"No thank you," Lance said. He started towards the door, wishing his head was clearer. He needed to formulate a plan, the second first time Serena meets him needed to be perfect for her. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ 

Where was she? The question went through Adam's head over and over again. Serena knew how much he loved her. They were destined for each other. She had to feel the pull of the bond just as badly as he did. After all, they were mates. Adam was sure of it. No wolf was complete without his other half. 

He could no longer sense or smell her presence. That meant one thing. These people had sent her away. He didn't know why everyone wanted to keep them apart, but he had a way to remedy that. As soon as he got out of here, he would find her and the two of them would run away together. All they needed was each other, of that he was certain. 

There was no furniture left to smash, but Adam didn't need furniture, he needed a weapon. His fingernails were bloody from scratching at the only thing left in his room, the mattress. It paid off, he was successful in prying the corner apart and removing the metal wire. It was duller than expected, but he spent what amount to the last week gnawing on the edge, using his teeth to file it into a sharper tip. 

Piper would come to see him soon. He had no idea what time of day it was, there was no clock or windows, but he could sense the moon in the sky. She normally came in the morning, a few hours after the celestial body had settled. He wasted no time getting ready. 

Adam's teeth grew long and he dragged his fang along his forearm, making sure to go deep enough to bleed before the wound healed. He repeated this, over and over, until enough dried blood decorated each of his arms. Then he moved the mattress, which had been hiding the evidence of his earlier efforts. Even though the red stains were dry it would do the trick. He laid on his back and waited. Patience was never one of his strong suits, but Serena was enough motivation for him to remain still. 




Blood Relations



~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

An hour later Serena stood outside her closet checking herself out in the mirror. She had on tiny black shorts, while they barely covered her butt and rested just below her hip they weren't too tight. She wore a neon pink halter top that had a ruffle around the neckline. The back dropped low enough to let anyone looking know she didn't have a bra on. Her hair was twisted away from her face and then split in two low ponytails, with the ends slightly curled. Her makeup was subtle, except for her smokey eyes. The charcoal color made the blue look electric instead of pale. She wore the same black stilettos from work. 

"You look like...a sex kitten," Piper said. "I can't believe I was stupid enough to bring my stuff here, yours is much better."

Piper wore a lime green tubetop dress that had cut outs on the side. On Serena it came down to her knees, but with Piper's figure it hugged her thighs and showed off her curves. Serena had drawn on thick cat eyeliner on Piper making her look even more seductive. 

"We should eat those sandwiches before we leave," Serena said. 

The two headed over to Serena's small kitchen table and started to chow down. 

"Earlier today I never would have pegged your for the stylish hair and makeup type," Piper said. "You seemed so serious and dedicated to the job."

"Can't I be both?" Serena asked.

"Nope," Piper said. "There are two types of people. Those who live to work and those who work to live."

"Speaking of work," Serena said. "I don't have much money at the moment..."

"Don't worry about it," Piper said. "A Friday night here, looking like this, we're not going to have to pay for much."

"One more thing," Serena said. "I know we just met, but don't let me get too drunk...or do anything I might regret."

"Right back at ya," Piper said. "As long as you repay the favor."

Serena nodded her head, happy to have a friend who she could trust. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The eight ball went in the corner pocket and Serena did a little celebratory dance. 

"Shit," Piper said.

"That means you buy the next round," Serena said.

She felt a little guilty, it was almost 1 AM and so far Piper had been treating, but once they agreed to shoot pool for drinks Serena knew she was going to have a cheap night. Piper didn't seem to mind though. Piper walked over to the bar and Serena decided not to re-rack. Instead she headed over to their high top table. Tonight had been fun so far, but not what Serena was expecting. 

They were the youngest people in the place by about twenty years. Some of the older men smiled at them, but Serena got the vibe they were more interested in putting a sweatshirt over their shoulders than trying to pick them up. Once the last sporting event on the TV had ended half the bar had left anyway. Piper came back and dropped the drinks down.

"I should have known you were a shark," Piper said.

"I did warn you," Serena said.

"How did you get so good at pool?"

Serena opened her mouth to respond, but the memories that came with her answer made her cringe. Piper seemed very in-tune with her moods and changed the subject right away.

"So where are you from?" Piper asked. 

"I moved around a lot growing up," Serena said. "But I go to college in New Mexico."

"How did you end up in Indiana?"

"Job opportunity," Serena said. "My original plans changed last minute and this fell in my lap. I graduate in December, so it is my last chance to have an internship on my resume."

"And how did you hear about the job?" Piper asked.

"Showed up in my e-mail," Serena said. "Just dumb luck I guess."

The jukebox switched off. Serena wondered if they were getting ready to close.

"No," Piper said. "All of these places are open until sun-up."

"Are you a mind reader?" Serena asked.

"You are just easy to read," Piper said. "Did you want to try another bar? There are two more we haven't been to yet tonight."

"What about that club?" Serena asked. "I mean, not that I'm not having a good time, it's just if I knew it was pool and sports bars I would have worn jeans and a t-shirt, not heels and booty shorts." 

"I don't know if that's a good idea," Piper said. 

Serena was barely buzzed, but enough that she had some liquid courage. 

"Please?" She asked. "I feel like dancing in a dimly lit room where nobody will notice me."

"It's getting late," Piper said.

Serena got the feeling one o'clock was not late for Piper.

"Then one drink and we can go home?" Serena asked. 

"One drink and home," Piper said. "Deal."

Serena started slamming the drink Piper had just brought her. She was ready to move on the final part of the night. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

There was a line to get in and Serena stopped at the back. Piper kept walking though.

"Where are you going?" Serena asked.

Piper turned around and rolled her eyes.

"Follow me," Piper said. 

The bouncer took one look at Piper and opened the gate to let her in. The burly man took one look at Serena and closed the rope. Serena felt a little insulted. She knew Piper was prettier than her, but didn't think it was the obvious.

"Relax Jerry," Piper said. "She's with me."

"There's enough of her in there tonight," Jerry the bouncer replied.

Of her? Did that mean short girls? Or strawberry blonds? Maybe it just meant average looking people. Serena was about to ask when Piper spoke up again.

"She's a townie for the summer," Piper said. "Malcolm brought her here."

Of course. Serena felt stupid for thinking it could have been anything else. Piper lived here year round. Serena did live in a college town and knew that townies always received special preferences at certain establishments. Jerry's eyes went wide and he opened the rope for Serena. She wanted to do another celebratory dance, but looked at all the tourists in line to get in and decided it wouldn't be fair. 

The inside of the club was a little disappointing. Strobe lights flashed across a huge dance floor filled with bodies. Two of the edges had raised platforms with red velvet booths while the other two had long bars. The music was blaring and the lights flickering on and off made Serena shut her eyes. Maybe it was a mistake coming here. 

Piper put her head to Serena's ear and yelled something, but Serena couldn't make out what she said at all. Instead of nodding yes she just followed Piper to the bar. The music wasn't as loud in this area and Serena was grateful. 

A gorgeous man walked over to them right away. He had Piper's green eyes and black hair. Serena thought he was a foot taller than her, even though she was in heels. His black dress shirt was unbuttoned showing the top of his chiseled chest. He leaned over and hugged Piper. His eyes caught Serena's and she saw the same mischief Piper had showed earlier.

"Serena this is my brother Adam," Piper yelled.

"Nice to meet you," Serena yelled back. 

"What?" He yelled.

"NICE TO MEET YOU," Serena yelled louder.

He held up his hand to his ear. Serena took a breath. As soon as she opend her mouth the song ended.

"NICE TO MEET YOU," Serena screamed.

Everyone around turned to look at her. She felt her cheeks grow red and turned to see Piper's brother cracking up. The DJ switched songs and this time the volume wasn't nearly as high.

"They only play the really popular songs that loud," Piper explained. "Don't mind Adam, or as I like to call him my ass of a brother."

Serena could tell by his smile that was a good word to describe him. Piper put a beer in Serena's hand before she could respond.

"We're here," Piper said. "One drink and then we leave, so lets dance instead of standing by this jerk."

Serena nodded and followed Piper to the dance floor. The music was amazing and Serena let her body sway to the music, facing Piper. It didn't take long for two guys to come up to them. Serena felt hands on her hips swaying back and forth with her. 

Piper smiled at her, but Serena watched as she turned her head and looked at the guy behind her. He was huge, with blond hair flopping over his forehead. Serena looked on as Piper turned away from him and started to still. He dipped his head down and started sniffing her neck. Serena couldn't tell if Piper was enjoying herself or not. She turned to look at the man standing behind her. He was only a few inches taller than her and seemed more interested in watching Piper and the other guy. 

Their earlier pact came to Serena's mind. She was far from drunk and Piper had several inches and likely a much higher tolerance than her, but Serena watched as her new friend rolled her head into the man's and started making out with him in the middle of the dance floor. This seemed like the mistake they had discussed earlier. Serena stopped dancing. She walked forward and pulled Piper's shoulder. The man had her in a tight grip. 

"Piper," Serena said, not letting up. 

After several more tugs Piper finally let go. She spun around to look at Serena. Even though the music was loud Serena swore she heard them growl.

"Are you alright?" Serena asked. "Remember, we are watching each other."

Piper's angry look seemed to soften. She turned back to the man she was dancing with and whispered in his ear. Serena watched as he tucked Piper's hair behind her ear. Then the two of them started making out again. Serena spun around. The strange man's friend had disappeared. Serena didn't know what to do. She was supposed to make sure Piper wasn't doing this sort of thing, but it looked like her new friend was about to fuck this guy in the middle of a bar her brother worked at. 

Then it hit Serena, her brother was here. He would be able to stop this. Serena left the floor and went to the bar. She had to wave for a few minutes but eventually Adam walked over.

"Hey there," he said.

"Piper," Serena said.

His green eyes turned serious.

"She's with some guy on the dance floor," Serena said. "I don't want her to make a mistake."

Serena swore Adam's eyes flashed yellow as he jumped over the bar. Serena turned to follow him into the crowd, hoping that she hadn't made a mistake.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Adam could pick up his sister's scent anywhere. He followed it to the dance floor, where it seemed to shift. He was taken aback. It was her, but there was something else there as well. He plowed through the sweaty dancers towards the back door. He pushed it open to see his sister hand-in-hand with a stranger starting to walk away.

"What do you think you're doing?" Adam asked. 

Piper and the man turned their heads. When Piper realized it was him she spun all the way around, the man let go of her hand and instead wrapped his arms around her waist. 

"Adam this is Thomas," Piper said. "My mate."

"I don't think so," Adam said. 

Adam heard Thomas let out a growl while Piper's eyes flashed with anger. Instead of acknowledging Adam's statement she went back to Thomas and whispered something in his ear. The blond man leaned forward and kissed Piper on the forehead. Adam was about to lunge at him when a small voice stopped him.

"What's going on?" 

He turned to see the human Piper was with standing behind him.

"Serena," Piper said. "Are you alright to get home by yourself? If not, we can walk you."

"Didn't you just meet him?" Serena asked.

"No," Piper said. "Actually I've known him my whole life."

"Liar," Adam said with a snarl. 

He had seen what mates meant to each other. He wasn't about to let his sister fall into that trap. Thomas started to lurch forward but Piper but her hand on his chest and he relaxed. He nodded to her and she came forward, pulling Adam to the side.

"Do. Not. Ruin this for me," Piper said. 

"We promised," Adam said. "We don't believe in mates."

"Well we were wrong," Piper said. "I can't explain it, someday you will understand."

"So you've known this guy for ten minutes and you're an expert?" Adam asked.

"Yes," Piper said. "I need to go. If you don't want me to head to the apartment he has a hotel room."

"No," Adam said. "You're not going to a hotel with a stranger."

"He's not a stranger," Piper said. "He's my mate."

"Think about mom," Adam said.

"I'm not mom," Piper said. 

Adam could feel the anger radiating off of her. She closed her eyes and took a breath. 

"Take Serena home for me," Piper said. "Please?" 

It was more of a demand than a question. Adam didn't know what to do. He stood there frozen as his sister walked back to the small human to reassure her. Adam looked at Thomas and gave the man a deadly glare. The blond was unfazed. Instead he stood there with a goofy smile. When Piper walked back to him he draped his arm over her shoulder and led her away. 

Suddenly everything Adam had wanted to say to his sister came flooding back. One work kept replaying itself over and over. Mistake. He couldn't believe this happened, and at his club. The anger finally boiled over. He spun around and slammed his fist into the brick building before walking back inside. Tomorrow he would set his sister straight. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

If Piper said Thomas was a lifelong friend Serena had no choice but to believe her. It was obvious Adam held some hostility towards the man though. When he punched the brick wall Serena expected his hand to break in a million places, but instead it looked like the wall took the brunt of the force. He had turned and went back into the club, leaving Serena outside. She was about to walk around the front of the building when the back door opened again. Adam stuck his head out. 

"They only need me for another half an hour," Adam said. "Do you think you can occupy yourself until then? I will walk you home after."

"I don't live very far," Serena said. "I can make it by myself."

"I wanted to hit Piper for suggesting that," Adam said. "This late going anywhere alone isn't a good idea. Come on, I'll sit you in a booth next to the bar and grab you a drink."

Serena wanted to tell him she was capable of taking care of herself, but felt guilty for getting him involved earlier. She doubted he wanted to put up with another argument.

"Just a pop this time," Serena said.

"Already picking up on the Midwest terminology I see," Adam said. 

His lips curved into a smile and he held open the door for her. She walked back into the large room. Adam pointed towards an open booth next to the bar and Serena walked over. The lower ceilings above the booths really made the music drown out. Serena was grateful it wasn't so loud. 

"What are you doing over here all by yourself?" 

Serena turned her head to see a gorgeous man walk towards her. He was slim, but trim with soft brown eyes that almost looked gold and perfectly styled red hair. Serena looked around the club and realized there was no shortage of attractive people. She suddenly felt very small. 

"Who brought you in here?" He asked again. "Are you a feeder?"

"I did," Adam replied, setting down her pop. 

The redhead looked surprised, but leaned over and shook Adam's hand. 

"Really?" The man asked.

"Lance this is Serena," Adam said. "She is Piper's new friend."

"I heard about Piper, congratulations," Lance said. 

Adam's face went hard again. Serena glanced to Lance who looked uncomfortable. She wondered why Adam hated Thomas so much, apparently nobody else had a problem with him. 

"Keep an eye on this one for me?" Adam asked.

Lance nodded and took a seat next to Serena. The intimidating glare he presented earlier vanished and now he acted in a much more relaxed manner. Serena was not amused to be referred to as an object though.

"Is this your first time to Juliet?" Lance asked.

Serena nodded.

"Did your parents drag you here?" 

"Just me," Serena said. 

The mention of her parents made her uncomfortable. She glanced away, taking a sip of her drink.

"Sorry," Lance said. "I just assumed you were about eighteen."

"Twenty one," Serena said. "I'm here for an internship, before I graduate from college. Can I ask you something?" 

"I think you just did," Lance said.

Serena looked back at him and shook her head, he smiled and nodded, signaling his approval of her question. 

"What is a feeder?" Serena asked.

Lance looked like he swallowed his tongue. His eyes went big, but then he shut them regaining composure. 

"Me and my big mouth," Lance said under his breath, but Serena still heard him.

"It's a new term for drug user," Lance said. "I was asking if you were on drugs."

Serena gave him a smirk and nodded, certain he was lying. She did not look like she was on drugs and he would have no reason to ask, unless he was looking to score some and with his dress pants, button down, and cool demeanor Lance looked far from a user himself. 

"Why is Adam so upset about Piper?" Serena asked.

"Adam doesn't believe in serious relationships," Lance said. "Or relationships at all. He doesn't want his little sister to get hurt."

"I didn't realize Piper knew Thomas," Serena said. "I thought they had just met." 

"What if they had?" Lance asked. "Wouldn't all of you women folk find that dashingly romantic?"

"More like stupid," Serena said. 

"Now can I ask you a question?" Lance asked.

"Only if I retain the right to refuse to answer," Serena said. 

She gave Lance a wink and he broke out into a smile. He leaned forward, resting his arms on his legs and looked her dead in the eye. Serena felt a pull, like he was dragging her soul out of her body and into his. With the new feelings calm an intensely calm sensation. 

"Why aren't you scared?" Lance asked.

"I have no reason to be," Serena said. "People have been nice to me all night." 

Serena felt a pull on her shoulder. Lance blinked and adrenaline ran through Serena's body. That was intense. She looked over to see Adam standing behind her. He wore a smile but was shaking his head at Lance. Serena looked at the redhead to see him grinning ear-to-ear. Serena felt like there was a huge joke going on she wasn't part of. 

"Ready for me to walk you home?" Adam asked. 

"Sure," Serena said.

She stood up from the booth and Lance followed her lead. He reached out and grabbed her hand, drawing it to his lips, lightly placing a kiss on her skin. Something about him reeked old elegance, even though he couldn't have been over twenty five. 

"Until we meet again," Lance said. "Which I have a feeling will be very soon."

Serena nodded, then pulled her hand away unsure of how else to respond. Serena started following Adam towards the front door. She turned around several times to see Lance standing still, watching them leave. His eyes glued to Serena. It was getting hard to tell, but she thought he looked worried. Serena shook the idea from her head and walked outside with Adam. 

There was still a line to get inside, but Serena noticed it wasn't nearly as long as before. 

"Lead the way little miss," Adam said.

Serena nodded and started making her way towards her loft. 

"Crazy night," Serena said. 

"You have no idea," Adam said. 

"Thanks for walking me home," Serena said. "It seems so safe here." 

"For the most part it is," Adam said. "But after dark I would avoid walking alone." 

"That's a little sexist," Serena said.

"Certain men shouldn't walk alone either," Adam said. "But certain women are fine to roam these streets. You little miss, are not one of those."

Serena assumed he was referring to her size, she wanted to point out all her self-defense classes, but it was late and she didn't feel like arguing. They stopped walking in front of her loft.

"Do you mind if I use your bathroom?" Adam asked.

"Uh, sure," Serena said. 

She wasn't planning on inviting him upstairs, but was thankful she cleaned up her and Piper's mess before they left for the night. When she opened the door she pointed towards the small bathroom. Adam went inside and Serena pulled open the French doors, letting the nighttime breeze fill her place. The toilet flushed and Serena headed back inside.




Blood Relations



"I would offer you something to drink," Serena said. "But all I have is tap water."

"I'm fine thanks," Adam said. "Wait...do you have any food or anything?"

Serena shook her head no.

"Hopefully tomorrow I can venture out and find some," Serena said. "I saw a small market on the strip, but can't figure out what time its open. I don't have a car." 

She watched Adam's brow furrow, but then he relaxed. 

"Be careful about who you invite back up here," Adam said. 

"I think I'm an okay judge of character," Serena said. 

"And I think you're a little girl who is trying to act older than she is," Adam said. 

Serena blinked away the anger. How dare he make any assumptions about her, what she had been through, or what she was capable of. It was one thing to insult her size on the street, but to insult her personality inside her apartment was too much. 

"Apparently I'm not as strong a judge as I thought since I let you up here," Serena said. 

"Burn," Adam said.

He broke out into a smile, but Serena had enough for tonight. 

"Thanks for walking me home," Serena said. "But will you please leave."

Adam lifted his hands in the air and started to back out of the apartment. 

"I meant no harm," Adam said. "I was just trying to say..."

"I was trying to say I need some sleep," Serena said. 

She walked over to the door and held it open, using her hand to signal to Adam it was time to leave. He didn't say another word before stepping into the hallway. His mouth was about to open when Serena slammed the door shut, hoping she could go the rest of the summer without running into him again. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Adam knew he screwed up. His sister and Thomas were heavy on his mind and he momentarily forgot he needed to stay on Serena's good side if he wanted to mess with Malcolm. That seemed to take a backseat. Mates. Mates! He wanted to scream, but a bigger part of him wanted to go to the apartment and beat the shit out of that Thomas character. Adam didn't know anything about him. What was his rank? What pack was he from? Was he a rouge? 

Adam took a breath. His last thought was ridiculous. Rouges didn't come to Juliet. He walked back towards the club, not surprised to see Lance standing outside. 

"Didn't make a night of it with the baby doll?" Lance asked.

"I have too much on my mind," Adam said. 

"Where are you heading?" Lance asked.

"My apartment," Adam said through gritted teeth.

Adam felt an arm drape over his shoulder. 

"You know what they're doing there," Lance said. "Do you really want to walk in on that? Your little sister's naked body grinding against that tall blond man, moaning and screaming his name?"

Adam pushed Lance away and gave him a grossed out face.

"Shit man," Adam said. "I don't want to hear that."

"Then I suggest you avoid your apartment," Lance said. "Come on. Let's go to Hazards. I'll buy you a drink." 

Adam didn't want to go to the bar, but after Lance's advice he really didn't want to go home. So he walked down the strip to the sports bar where pretty much only the locals hung out. 

~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~

"Why are you so against mating again?" Lance asked as he threw his dart. 

"It's bullshit," Adam said. "Some cosmic force you're predestined to be with? Look how it worked out for my mom."

"Maybe your dad wasn't your mom's mate?" Lance asked. 

"Don't talk about my mother," Adam said.

"Well I knew her when she was your age," Lance said. "And I will probably know your children when they are your age. And their children after that, and so on."

"Why do you stay here?" Adam asked. "I mean, I would understand coming for the tourist season, but why year round?"

"I like it here," Lance said. "I suppose I prefer the company of Weres to other Vamps?"

"Well I would rather be a vampire. You don't have to deal with the consequences of not having a pack, or buy in to this mate bullshit," Adam said. 

"Those are some perks," Lance said. "But sometimes Vampires have mates, I mean not in the same sense as you do, but we're capable of love."

"Love so consuming it supposedly hurts to be apart?" Adam said. "So strong it alters your DNA?" 

"I'm only a few hundred years old," Lance said. "So I can't comment, but I've had some great loves."

"Any you have turned?" Adam asked.

He watched as his friend's face dropped. The redhead turned towards Adam and shook his head. Adam didn't think he was saying no so much as saying he didn't want to talk about it. 

"Why was Piper entertaining a human?" Lance asked. 

Adam went to throw his darts.

"They work together."

"And what's your interest in her?" Lance asked.

"Malcolm is interested in her," Adam responded. "And I am interested in annoying Malcolm. I got so heated over Piper tonight though I might have screwed my chances."

"Good," Lance said. "I would stay away from that one."

"Why?" Adam asked. "She's just a human."

Lance scratched the back of his head. 

"I can't put my finger on it," Lance said. "But she gave me a feeling. She heard me mention feeders and then asked about them nonchalantly. I thought maybe she was some sort of supernatural, down the family line maybe a fairy or an elf? But I hypnotized her just fine, so she's a plain old human."

"I was expecting another speech about avoiding Malcolm," Adam said.

"This is more about her. There is a lot of pain there. I can't tell if it's in her past or her future," Lance said. "Either way I tend to avoid pain. You should too." 

"Earlier today Piper was talking about bad auras, now you too," Adam said. "Neither of you have that sort of power. She's just a human. Tonight was a setback. By the end of the week she will be in my bed, in two weeks Malcolm will find out about it, and I will take an insane amount of joy in pissing that man off." 

Adam threw his last dart and landed exactly in the center of the bullseye. He turned to look at Lance with a huge grin, but the vampire just shook his head. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The crack of the belt was deafening. Serena wanted to cover her ears, but it was like she was watching a movie and her arms were stuck to the chair. 

"You deserve this," a man's voice said from another room. 

Serena saw his arm rise in the doorway, belt in hand. It came crashing down again. This time she heard the woman scream. The man picked up the pace of his beating. Serena turned her head and saw two little kids in the corner. She didn't think they could have been older than ten. The little boy was holding his hands over the little girl's ears. The woman's screams started turning to whimpers. 

The little boy gave the girl a kiss on the top of her forehead before running towards the doorframe. He bent down and ran as full strength into the man's legs, ramming his head into the man's knees and knocking him to the ground. Instead of running away the little boy tried to comfort the woman on the floor. Serena wanted to tell him to run.

She watched as the man stood back up. It didn't take long for him to grab onto the little boy. She watched him raise his fist, about to attack the child. Serena let out a scream and flung upright in her bed. 

It was just a dream. Her breathing was deep and sweat covered her body. The morning sun was shining through the open doors and Serena understood what Malcolm meant when he talked about Midwest heat and humidity. She glanced at her phone, which was pretty much only good as a clock and mp3 playing at the moment. It was almost noon. She hated sleeping in this late, but before getting too down on herself she tried to remember the last time she had slept for any longer than four hour intervals and realized she couldn't. 

As she walked to the bathroom Serena peeled off the sweat soaked nightgown. She started the shower and jumped right in, enjoying the way the cool water rolled off her skin, taking the remnants of the nightmare with it. 

After the shower Serena didn't bother drying her hair. Instead she layered the long hair on top of her head and secured it with a band, making a huge messy bun. She pulled on athletic shorts and a tank top before slipping into her sneakers and grabbing her purse, determined to find some food today. 

When she arrived at the main drag she was shocked everything was empty yet again. It was a Saturday afternoon in a tourist town. The streets should be packed. The little market she spotted yesterday was still closed. She wondered where Piper got the donuts, that place should at least be open, but then she remembered she had no idea where Piper even lived, it could be across town and way far out of walking range. Thinking of the donuts reminded Serena she still had some leftover and decided to head back to eat those for lunch.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Adam woke with stiff muscles. He was on Lance's couch instead on in his own comfy bed. He glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost three. There was no desire in him to go home, but he needed to shower and change, as well as eat something. He walked outside Lance's house, using his spare key to deadbolt the door behind him. The two miles to his apartment would go faster is he shifted, but Adam didn't feel like wasting his clothes or walking naked into his apartment. 

He made it to his place and unlocked the door, feeling relief when the apartment was quiet and Piper's door was closed. He slid into his bedroom, knowing if she woke up it would only lead to a fight. He showered fast and changed into a pair of black shorts and fitted green v-neck. He slid his feet into sandals and was about to leave the apartment when there was a knock on his bedroom door. 

"What?" Adam yelled.

"Can I come in?" Piper said back. 

"Whatever," Adam said.

Piper pushed open the door and sat down on Adam's bed.

"Please don't be mad at me," Piper said. 

"Admit this guy isn't your mate," Adam said. 

"He is though," Piper said. "I can't describe how good it feels to be near him."

"You haven't even known him for twenty four hours," Adam said. 

"That doesn't matter," Piper said. "I love him and he loves me."

"What's his last name? Where is he from? What pack does he belong to? What's his standing? Are you going to move away with him?"

Adam watched as his sister's face turned into a frown.

"You don't understand," Piper said. "I don't care about any of that stuff. We will figure it out together."

"That is exactly the stuff that you should care about," Adam yelled. "What are you going to do when you move across the country for him? And then he turns on you? What if you already have children? Will they have to protect you?"

"Thomas isn't capable of hurting me," Piper said. "I can't explain it."

"That's because you're a fool," Adam said.

Piper's face went blank. She stood up from the bed and approached her brother. 

"Someday you will find your mate and you will regret treating me this way," Piper said. "Until then if you can't be happy for me at least fake it, or else you will end up all alone. I won't be there for you the next time you screw up."

Adam felt his senses flare. Rather than take Piper's bait he stuffed his wallet in his pants pocket and grabbed his phone. 

"Funny because without me you would probably be dead," Adam said. "Then there is no way you would have ever discovered your precious mate. Remember that the next time you feel like threatening me."

Adam narrowed his eyes at Piper and she knew exactly what he meant. He watched the guilt sink in her face and smirked at her.

"I'll stay at Lance's until you two are more settled," Adam said. "I would hate to interrupt anything." 

He walked around his sister and into the hall. He left the apartment slamming the door behind him. He didn't move away from the door and heard her let out a sob. Adam was about to go back inside and apologize, but then he heard feet run across the hall and her supposed mate comforting her.

Adam needed a distraction from this mess and he couldn't think of a better one than the little miss a few miles away. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*

With little other entertainment options Serena sat at her desk converting accounts. She was finishing up her third business, this one a hotel. Apparently it was in town, owned by the Hawkins Corporation as well. Serena couldn't believe how much the rooms per night cost. The cheap ones were over a grand. She hoped to get a tour of this place before she went back to New Mexico. 

The sun was starting to disappear. Serena checked the time and saw it was almost six pm. Maybe now one of the restaurants would be open and she could grab some real food. Before she turned off her computer she decided to be brave and check her e-mail. 

Saturdays meant less junk mail, so instead she saw the normal subject lines, all from spammed e-mail accounts so Serena couldn't even defend herself. Against her better judgment she opened the first one, subject line: Dirty Whore. 

Slutty Serena, 

If you come back in the fall without admitting what you are, this little video will be on the universities homepage. 

There was a video embedded in the e-mail. It was of a woman taking it up the ass, but instead of her face a picture of Serena was superimposed, bouncing back and forth as she was rammed into. Serena exited out of the e-mail, shaking. Nobody would ever believe it was actually her in the video, but Serena didn't think her cyber attacker was filled with empty threats. 

~*~*~ One Month Ago ~*~*~

The campus police officer went through the stack of e-mails Serena had printed out. 

"While these are very disturbing, there isn't a lot we can do," the officer said.

"Please," Serena said. "I know it's him. He's ruining my life."

"He says it wasn't and there is no proof," the officer replied. "My hands are tied."

"I've already had to delete my twitter account," Serena said. "I'm scared to check my e-mail."

"Unless one is sent to your university address we can't trace the sender," the officer said. "Besides, Jacob seems like a good kid. He was genuinely concerned about you when we talked to him. This sort of harassing behavior is more common in girls. As far as what I can tell the e-mails aren't requesting anything."

"He's too clever for that," Serena said. 

She knew exactly what the e-mails meant. It was obvious campus police wouldn't be able to help her. 

"You've had a really tough year," the officer said. "I can't think of a person who deserves this sort of treatment less. What are your plans for the summer?" 

"I was going to go home," Serena said.

She dropped her head. School ended in less than a month and she had no plan. 

"Well just try and ignore this," the officer said. "Focus on your summer. I'm sure by the time the fall rolls around this girl will have moved on to a new target." 

Serena grabbed her bag and stood up to leave. She left the police station and started walking towards her next class.

"Serena wait up!"

She turned around to see Jacob running towards her. Serena's heart jumped in her throat. She looked at the ground and kept walking.

"The police told me what is happening to you," Jacob said. "So so sad. They also mentioned it was impossible to find the person, they are doing such a good job covering their tracks."

"I know it is you," Serena said. "Just leave me alone."

"Now why would I do something like that?" Jacob asked. "Sure, you ripped out my heart, teased me, led me on, made me think I mattered to you. I mean, I figured out you are just a huge slut, but all I need now is for you to admit it."

"We kissed one night," Serena said. "I was drunk and you are crazy."

Jacob stopped right in front of Serena. She tried to walk around him, but he continued to block her. 

"Admit what you are, and come to me," Jacob said. "Then I can help you stop this person from bothering you."

Serena sprinted around him and ran into her class, her hands shaking, unsure of what to do. Maybe the cop was right. She should try to get some distance this summer. After class she would talk to the professor about some internships. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Serena decided to stop up at the loft first, there was a little chill to the air and she thought it would be wise to grab a sweatshirt. She ran up the stairs, but slowed when she noticed the door was slightly cracked. She could hear someone walking around and almost ran away, but decided if someone was robbing her they wouldn't have much to steal. She pushed open the door and was surprised to see Adam standing over her stove. Her nose was hit with the most delicious scent. 

"Welcome home little miss," Adam said. "I came with a peace offering. Apologizes for my mood last night. I hope you eat beef." 

"What are you doing in here?" Serena asked.

"I knocked on the door," Adam said. "It was unlocked. I would have left, but I needed to get these in the fridge."

He walked over and opened the door to the fridge and freezer. They were both stuffed with food. 

"Then I didn't think it was right to leave your apartment unlocked and unmanned," Adam said.

"I swear locked the door before I left," Serena said.

Adam shrugged and went back to the stove. There were two plates set out on the small kitchen table, an open bottle of red wine and one glass. Serena reached forward and poured herself some. 

"You didn't need to do that," Serena said.

"I know you are more than capable of buying your own food," Adam said. "But I was such a jerk, I didn't think flowers would cut it." 

"Why do you care if I think you're a jerk?" Serena asked.

Adam turned away from the stove, carrying the pan with him he dumped half the stir fry on each plate. He returned the pan to the stove and brought over his glass of wine.

"Isn't it obvious?" Adam asked. "I like you."

Serena rolled her eyes. 

"You don't even know me," she said.

"Well how about I think you're pretty and I would like to get to know you?" Adam asked. "Is that an acceptable answer?"

Serena wasn't used to guys being so direct. She felt her lips hang open, trying to think of a response.

"Why don't you put some food in there instead of gawking," Adam said. "Then tell me what you think."

The food was good. In fact it was amazing. The last time Serena had anything homemade was Christmas, but the last six months had felt like six years. 

"You don't like it?" Adam asked.

"Oh no," Serena said. "It's amazing. I just got lost in my thoughts." 

"I have a penny if you feel like sharing," Adam said. 

"I don't," Serena said.

She felt bad for snapping. He was being so nice. 

"Tell me about yourself," Serena said. 

"Not much to tell," Adam said. "I'm from Juliet. I've lived here most of my life. I work at the club."

"Where did you go when you didn't live here?" Serena asked.

"Montana," Adam said. "Only for a few months."

"Didn't like it?" Serena asked.

"You could say that," Adam said. 

"Is it your life goal to be a bartender?" Serena asked.

She realized that came out snobby, but Adam didn't seem to take offense.

"I used to be the manager/part owner," Adam said. "But things have changed and while I'm still a part owner I lost some of my standing. Over the last year I've worked my way up from bouncer again. I think it's better this way too. I will appreciate everything my staff does."

"You're interesting," Serena said.

"Thank you," Adam said.

"I don't know if I meant it as a compliment," Serena said.

"Well how did you mean it?"

"You give just enough answer to come off like you're being honest, but you don't really answer the questions," Serena said.

Adam's grin fell, but then he pressed his lips together and started to smile again. 

"Something tells me if I ask you about yourself you will have similar responses," Adam said. 

"It is an art," Serena said. "Keeping private things private that is. You will have to teach me how to do it while remaining charming."