6 comments/ 11231 views/ 7 favorites The Cure Ch. 01 By: CaraDailey "Why are you still here?" Ava questioned to herself as she stepped out of the club several hours later, to find her human still sitting in the parking lot in his jeep. She'd known through out the night that he had remained close. She could feel that through the gnawing pain in her chest. She hadn't realized, however that he'd remained in the parking lot. "Stupid human." she smiled, feeling an odd sense of flattery as she felt his eyes watch her with appreciation as she crossed the parking lot to open his jeep door. "What are you still doing here? Do you have a death wish?" She asked as he turned tired eyes to her. "Not especially." he replied, studying her striking features in the moon light. He couldn't help but notice how there was nothing supernatural or subhuman about her appearance. Her long dark copper curls framed her oval face perfectly. Her almond shaped emerald eyes peered back at him, filled with an emotion that he couldn't quite place but it was an emotion he'd not seen in any other creature's eyes. Her nose was small and pert in an aristocratic way not gnarled and hideous the way he would have expected. Her heart shaped ruby red lips seemed to demand his attention, especially when her 5 feet 8 curvy frame stood so overpoweringly close to him. Despite his religious teachings and upbringing, he couldn't deny that a part of him was turned on by the demonic creature looming near him. "I told you, I just can't seem to get too far from you." "And what good would that have done you if one of the others had came out and made a meal of you?" she asked seriously. "They wouldn't have. You've made me off limits." he smiled knowingly. "What makes you think that?" she asked with a dry laugh, taken aback by his knowledge of her earlier meeting. "You have your secrets... I have mine." he said evasively, not certain how much he was comfortable sharing with the creature, when she remained so tight lipped herself. Hesitantly, he stepped out of the jeep. Standing a full head taller than the creature and heavier by at least 60 pounds, he assumed she would shy away slightly. Instead she stood her ground impressively, leaving their bodies scant inches from each other. "You know, I could force you to tell me what I want to know." she said seriously, assuring him verbally that the threatening posture he tried to assert was useless in her presence. "You think so?" he questioned, voice full of false bravado. "You might just find that I'm not like most of the humans that fall beneath you." he said coldly. Trying to remind himself, despite the gnawing twist of desire his body felt, that she was his enemy and not to be trusted for a moment. "I wouldn't be so certain of that if I were you." she returned, sensing the war of emotions in his body language. Again, she smiled, giving him an unimpeded view of her deadly fangs. She knew that even in the moon light, the sight was generally intimidating to small minded humans. "Do intend to follow me home human?" she questioned. It took her a moment to calm the sudden frenzy that always came with producing her fangs. Though, she'd already fed, there was something about the man before her that incited a heated hunger that she'd never experienced before. "Probably." he nodded honestly, not seeing the point in denying what would later make him a liar. He wasn't sure what surprised him so about the sudden appearance of another creature at Ava's side. It did how ever shock him to see first hand how quickly the creatures were able to move. One moment the 6 foot tall creature wasn't there and the next it was, almost as if he materialized from thin air. "Keep this human here." Ava demanding of the guard that had accompanied her since the meeting with the council. Silently warning the vampire, whom she had little familiarity with, against harming her human. "For how long Mistress?" the husky guard asked in the deep solid voice, that matched his physique perfectly. "At least an hour." Ava said thoughtfully, thinking the time limit would allow her to be far enough from the humans psychic reach. She spared him only the briefest of glances before turning to walk away, ignoring the groan of desire that slipped inadvertently from Gabriel's lips. "So..." Gabriel smiled at the male creature as he watched the tail lights of Ava's limo fade into the night. "You're Ava's bitch? Is that a fun profession?" he asked, not entirely certain why he was trying to provoke the already cantankerous looking creature. He was rewarded by the similar display of aggression he'd received just moments earlier from Ava. He couldn't help but notice the difference in his fangs from Ava's. His were more rounded like the fangs of a rattler, similar to those of his sisters. It wasn't until that moment that he realized that Ava's were different, they were straiter and seemed to detract strait of her gum line instead of seeming to fold downwards as his sisters did. "Don't tempt me Human." The guard warned coldly. "Go a head." Gabriel baited. "She will tear you apart if you try." he said knowingly. "Do you honestly believe that I'm afraid of some slip of a woman." the guard laughed amusedly. "I'm pretty sure you are." Gabriel nodded, slipping his right hand behind his back. He calmed as his fingers wrapped around the hilt of the silver dagger he had sheathed in his belt at the small of his back. He sensed, more than felt the vampires actions as he found himself pressed hard against the side of his jeep. As the creature buried his fangs into Gabriel's throat, Gabriel plunged the silver handled dagger into the heart of the demon spawn. Gabriel wasn't sure if the burning pain that slowly etched its way through his blood stream was his or the agony he was sensing from the creature Ava had left to guard him. He almost shouted a cry of relief as the Vampire collapsed lifelessly onto the ground at his feet. Instinctively, Gabriel's hand moved to cover the open puncture wounds on his neck. His mind filled with absolute confusion when his hand didn't come into contact with any moisture. He'd felt the Vampires fangs pierce his neck. Feeling no tears or wounds in his flesh made no sense. Confusedly, he slipped into the drivers seat of his jeep. He felt Ava's anxiety, the moment he stabbed the guard. He wasn't certain how much she knew about what had occurred, but He knew with out a doubt that she was making the driver make a u turn and was making a b line back to the club. Quickly he fired up the engine and tore out of the parking lot. He didn't want to be present when she discovered the death of her acquaintance The Cure Ch. 02 Gabriel couldn't manage to get use to the stale smell of the catacomb of mazes he'd discovered in the abandon silver mines. He wasn't sure what had led him to the place where he kept his sister Madelyn captive, but all the still it had served its purpose well. He'd known weeks earlier that his young, beautiful, vibrant sister hadn't been acting herself. It wasn't until he cut himself making dinner that he discovered reality behind all the childhood stories he'd been told. At the sight of his blood his sister had flown into a frenzy, drawing his injured hand to her lips and drinking the thick red blood from the open gash. In that moment, he knew that he had to find away to save her. Confusedly, he pushed her away. She turned her eyes up to him. Her eyes were bright red and void of all traces of humanity. He could sense her hatred and desire acutely. He knew in that moment what she was. All that would come to mind was the Lord's prayer. As he began to recite it, seeing his own death at her hands, she began to screech as if in brutal agony. She doubled over and began to vomit violently. He took advantage of her pain. Continuing to pray, he bound her hands and feet and carried her to the jeep. His intention had been to take her to the hospital, but it was as if an invisible hand was steering his jeep. Instead of the hospital, he found himself in the middle of no where, 50 miles out side of town in the back country, standing at the entrance of the old silver mine. With only a flash light and his catatonic sister draped over his shoulder, he allowed that invisible hand to guide him through the web of interconnecting passages and tunnels to a room that had obviously once served as a prison of some sort. As he let the beam of the flash light explore the dark cavern, he found shackles lined along the wall. A dusty mattress in the corner of the room and what looked to be a makeshift lab lining the wall next to the entrance. All at once he knew his purpose. The Lord led him to that place to secure his sister until he could find a cure. In the weeks to follow, he'd made the rather large cave into a second home. He'd brought a tub for Madelyn to bath in, though he was only able to fill it with water from the natural spring that ran freely though out the maze of tunnels. He dragged her bed, frame and all to insure she would sleep comfortably all with in moving range of the iron tether. He filled the room with oil lanterns so that he could document the steady changes in her appearance and behavior. The only thing he hadn't taken in to account, was feeding her, though she hadn't seemed at all weak and he hadn't once sensed her hunger in the weeks that he'd held her chained to the silver lined wall. "Madelyn honey..." Gabriel breathed tiredly, studying her empty green eyes. "I'm back." "I see." she frowned, not bothering to rise from the bed. She didn't have the energy. Her heart ached far too much to move. "I'm sorry I had to leave you alone for so long." Gabriel apologized softly, debating whether he should tell her about the female creature. "I smell her on you." Madelyn said disinterestedly as if reading his thoughts, though he knew she couldn't. "I've met another female like you." Gabriel said gently. "I'm hoping maybe she can help me find a cure." "I don't need a cure." she said weakly. "I need Adam." she said as she had a million times in the past two weeks. "Yeah..." he said thoughtfully. "I would love to find Adam as well. I'd like to rend his head from his neck for doing this to you." he bit as once again rage took hold of him over his sister predicament. "He did nothing to me that I didn't ask him to. I knew what he was and I wanted to be with him forever." she said honestly. "You wouldn't understand. You're heart is incapable of knowing that kind of love. You're just like Mother." she frowned, chiding him as she did over the course of their child hood for not wearing his heart on his sleeve. "I will die with out him Gabriel. Please I'm begging you to let me go to him." Madelyn pleaded, thick painful tears spilling from her eyes, not knowing how much longer she could survive with out her mate. "You won't die. I won't let you." Gabriel said firmly. "I will find away to fix you." "And I will find away to return to him if I don't die here." she said honestly. "Then maybe I should make it a point of destroying him before I find a cure for you." he bit coldly. "You would destroy me in the process." she smiled. "Stop being so dramatic." he laughed bitterly, seeing that even as a creature she still had a propensity for melodrama. "I'm not being dramatic... If you destroy the maker, you destroy the creation. Every one knows that." she said, not honestly knowing if her words were actually accurate. "Oh... Damn it." he sighed. "Watch your language. What would God think?" she chided. "I think you would see things differently if you were capable of loving." she said thoughtfully. "I have to go." he frowned feeling Ava calling out to him. Her crying his name echoed as loudly in his head as it would have in the wide open cave. "She's calling you. You can sense that." Madelyn said with a gasp of surprise, though she'd been in the process of being educated about their abilities when her brother had secreted her away, she was certain that only mated pairs could call one another. Hearing the female vampires voice in her brothers head confused and interested her greatly. "Yes I can sense her. Same as I sense you." he shook his head annoyed by the smile on his sisters pale face. "I can't summon you." she said knowingly. "I'll be back soon." Gabriel sighed, feeling Ava's summons become more urgent, though to his surprise it didn't seem to hold any anger. Nervously, he drove back to the parking lot of the Vampire night club he'd fled from earlier. He knew Ava was awaiting him there. "What have you done, you stupid human?" Ava questioned furiously, before Gabriel was able to step out of his Jeep. "What do you mean?" Gabriel asked innocently, having thought the whole way there of a way to explain his actions. He knew that she would be livid with him. He didn't need to see the violet of her eyes to know that she was fighting the urge to sink her fangs into him, he sensed the war of emotions with in her very vividly. "What do I mean?" Ava growled taking a threatening step closer to him. Instinctively, his hands immediately went to her shoulders, cupping them soothingly. Ava, felt a powerful stab of sentiment that she hadn't felt in longer than she could recall. It was so foreign that she was unable to even name it. For a moment, she found herself completely frozen. To her chagrin, her eyes returned to their calmer shade of green as her anger melted away. "I didn't have a choice Ava." Gabriel said, telling only a half truth. Had he not baited the guard she'd left to watch over him, he'd not have had to defend himself. "That blood sucker bit me." He explained, with wide eyed child like surprise. "Where?" Ava questioned, having sensed the attack on the human the moment it happened. Fear had immediately crept into her mind as she'd felt Gabriel's pain and distress distinctly. "There." Gabriel said, removing only one hand from her, to tug the edge of his collar down to give her a view of a mark that didn't exist. He tensed as Ava stepped closer in an attempt to study his injury. The feel of her warm breath on his skin was almost more than he could bare. Slowly he closed his eyes and found himself deeply breathing in her intoxicating scent. "There's nothing there Gabriel... Not even a bruise." Ava said thoughtfully, knowing that what she'd felt earlier had not been an illusion. Confusion filled her mind like a thick haze. She knew Gabriel staked the guard while he was still feeding. Why his wounds were sealed was a mystery. She'd never known a human that could close heal their own wounds. It was the responsibility of all vampires to close the puncture marks of their victims. As their fangs were covered with powerful toxin, their saliva was filled with antibodies to those toxins. The feeder would coat the wound with a thick coat of saliva when they were done feeding immediately sealing the evidence of their crime against humanity. Failing to do so, the wounds would fester and end the life of the victim in a matter of hours as the human body had no antibody to the venomous toxins that coated the fangs of all vampires. "I know... I thought that was strange. I figured that ya'll just have a way of closing it up." Gabriel shrugged blamelessly, forcing his mind from the creature standing so close to him, trying desperately to focus on the conversation at hand. "We do." Ava said hesitantly, deciding not to relay her concerns. She didn't want the human knowing yet just how unique he actually was until she had a chance to discover why he was so singular. "Do you realize what a mess you've made for me to have to clean up Gabriel?" Ava asked with a sigh, running her fingers through her long hair in frustration. "Relax." Gabriel frowned, feeling a sense of guilt over her distress that made him more than uncomfortable. Instinctively, his hands moved to her full round hips to draw her closer to him. "They all bow to you. This isn't a big deal. Why are you so upset?" "That's the second time that you've said that tonight. Why do you assume that they bow to me?" She asked, easing away from him despite the objections of her body. Intently, she studied his tired eyes. "I don't know." he said honestly. "I think I just assumed it because of the way you looked at them as you dragged me from the club earlier. I sensed them... I don't know, cowering I guess, to you. Why is that by the way?" he asked curiously. "What makes you so special to them?" "What do you mean you sensed them?" she asked, realizing that the council may have a bigger problem on their hands than they'd originally suspected. If a mortal could actually sense their presence and state of mind, that could prove fatal to their very existence. "It's hard to explain." he shrugged. "I felt you... I think the second you were asked to come here. And I've been locked on you every since. But when others of your kind are around... I can sense it. Not as painfully as I feel your presence though. I can't read their minds or anything. But I can kind of feel their emotional state. Like when I walked into the club. Immediately it was like the room became filled with a thick air of hunger or lust... But when you came over to me, it was like all that need was replaced with absolute fear and bitterness for your presence there in the first place. I was able to sense what their emotions were. Yours... I feel more strongly than any others for some reason." he explained, not understanding why he was opening up to the creature so willingly. It had to be the fatigue of the last few days. "Have you always been able to sense us?" she asked, suddenly filled with genuine interest. "Yes and no." he answered with a thoughtful expression on his face. "I've always had a sense of something... I just didn't know what it was that I was sensing until..." he started but stopped himself short. "Until recently. Do you sense me as well?" He asked curiously. "In the way I sense all humans." she lied, not wanting to divulge anything the human could use against her or her kind. "I don't believe you." he said honestly. "I have no reason to lie to you." she frowned. "You know you can't keep following me around Gabriel." She warned tiredly. "I'm not following you any more." he said innocently. "Then how did you know I came back." she asked suspiciously. "Because you were calling me." he explained simply, looking at her as though she were a simpleton for asking him such a thing. "I didn't call you. I can't call you Gabriel." She found herself stammering. "I mean I was thinking about you. But I didn't call you. So you have to be following me." she explained, laying her hands on her full round hips. "I am not." he groaned, her overly feminine gesture making him more than uncomfortable in her presence, and his snug fitting jeans. "Then I don't know." she lied, feeling his desire as strongly as she felt her own. "Do you intend to follow me home now that it's obvious that I can't set a guard on you?" she asked, desperately needing a diversion from the warmth that seemed to flood her body. "Yeah. Probably." he admitted with a sleepy smile. "Then you should just take me home." she said decisively, noticing for the first time the dimples in his cheeks that seemed to take years from his already young, handsome face. She managed to convince herself that her demand was merely her wanting the opportunity to question him further. "Don't sit there like an ill bred clod! Come open the door for me." she demanded. "Sorry." he laughed absently, stepping around the front of the jeep to meet her demand. "It's been a long night." he sighed, groaning painfully as he watched her with unabashed desire as she slid into the passenger seat. "Does this mean you're going to answer my questions?" he asked hopefully as he slid into the drivers seat. "I will... with in reason." she conceded, not seeing the harm in answering a few basic questions. Despite herself, she immediately began to sense the steady rhythm of his heart, beating warm metallic life through his veins. It puzzled her how being so close to the human, feeding was the farthest thing from her mind. She couldn't deny that there was something about him that was drawing her, but it wasn't his blood. "But only if you answer mine as well." she said firmly. "Fair enough." Gabriel nodded. "Why are you here?" he asked curiously. "I'm here on business." she said evasively. "What kind of business?" he asked. "Nope, my turn." she corrected. "You obviously aren't a hunter, other wise you'd be a bit smarter. So tell me.... Why you're stalking my kind." "Research." he replied, being as evasive as his companion. "Now, what kind of business are you here on." "I'm here because of you." she said honestly, not seeing in harm in sharing that much with the human. There was nothing he could do with that information. "What kind of research?" she questioned. "I want to find a cure." he explained, waiting to hear her laugh and tell him that his intention was a waste of time, just as his sister had. To his surprise, she did neither but something in her emotions changed to something softer, that he couldn't quite put his finger on. Again it wasn't anything he was use to sensing in the creatures. It felt more like a human emotion than one that belonged to her kind. "Why are you here because of me." he asked, fighting with the need to lay his hand on hers, or on her thigh, any where, just to have some sort of physical contact with the creature. "There is something special about you Gabriel." she admitted. "I was called here to try to find out what that something is." "I don't understand." he said seriously. "You probably never will Gabriel." she said firmly. "Exactly what kind of research do you think you need to do to find a cure?" she asked finding herself genuinely interested in his intent. "I'm not really sure." he shrugged. "What your strengths and weaknesses are? How you're made? Where ya'll started and how? There's so much lore, it's impossible to sort through what's real and what isn't. But like any other ailment in this world... There is bound to be a cure if someone just took the time to find it." "For a human to know any of those things would be a death sentence Gabriel. No matter where you go, we don't want humans knowing of our existence. And we certainly won't stand for one knowing how to harm us. It's a matter of self preservation." she explained seriously. "What about hunters? If they exist, then obviously they know about your weaknesses and strengths." he argued. "Darling, all a hunter is, is a coward that finds a fledgling at it's weakest and kills it. If one ever came up against a tried one of my kind, he wouldn't stand a chance."she bit in disgust. "Tell me about fledglings. How are they weaker?" he asked, eager to gain any knowledge that could help his sister. "A fledgling is like a human baby." she said softly, concerned by his curiosity about fledglings. "Everything is still new to them. Their power, their hunger. If they aren't properly trained and cared for by their mate, they won't survive. Most fledglings die with in a year of creation." "Can one survive with out its mate?" he asked hopefully. "Depending on how much a fledgling and how much time they've spent with their mate... It is possible, but not likely." She explained, finding it odd that he chose the word mate as oppose to maker, as was usually the proper term. "Taking a fledgling from it's maker is as much a death sentence as decapitating it. They need their maker for pretty much everything in the first year. Especially feeding. And a fledgling needs to feed at least twice a week in the first year. Less, with age." Ava said emphatically. "Gabriel, have you managed to capture a fledgling?" she asked, seriously doubting the possibility, knowing all too well the instability of a fledglings hunger. A new born would have torn him a part no matter how weak it might have been. "No." he lied. "So decapitation is the only way to kill you?" "No." she sighed, not liking how quickly he tried to change the subject. "But it will kill you?" he questioned glad that, that much of the lore had been accurate. "Wouldn't you die if I decapitated you?" she questioned. "Nothing super human or not can survive with out a head or its brain goof ball." "Where am I taking you Ava? We've just been driving around. The sun will be up soon." he said pointedly, rolling his eyes at her childish name calling. "Take me to the Carlson." she demanded, deciding to get a room there. She knew that if she was to stop him from following her that she would have to restrain him. "A hotel?" he questioned curiously. "Don't you need a coffin or something?" For the first time, her heard the melody of her laughter, he felt a warm tightening in his chest that terrified him more than the idea of her draining him. "I think I'll settle for a hotel tonight. Perhaps tomorrow I'll switch to a coffin." she laughed, realizing he was doing far too much of his research on the internet and old horror novels about her kind. "Why do I feel you so strongly Ava?" he asked softly as he pulled into the parking lot of the Carlson Grand. One of the more ritzy hotels in the area. The confusion and agony in his voice as he asked the simple question was almost more than Ava's heart could bare. "I don't know." she said honestly. "Why don't you come up with me and see if we can figure it out together?" she asked suggestively laying her hand on his thigh and squeezing him gently. "I can't." he refused, detesting the knowledge that there was nothing in the world he wanted more in that moment. The feel of her hand on him was almost his undoing. He reminded himself repeatedly that the woman sitting next to him was no woman, but instead a demonic creature of hell, one that needed either a cure or an execution. "Why?" she asked biting down her wounded pride. "I won't bite." she teased as she withdrew her hand. "You're a daughter of Satan. An abomination. I can't want you that way." he said in a weak panic filled voice, feeling the loss of her contact very deeply. "You do want me that way Gabriel. And what I am won't change that." she bit coldly. "Come up with me on your own accord, or I will drag you." she warned. "Fine, but I'm not going to make love to you." he said firmly, doubting the honesty in his own words as he walked around to open the door for her. The Cure Ch. 02 "Well luckily for you, I don't want you to." she smiled as he held opened the lobby door for her. "Because if I did, you wouldn't have a say in the matter Gabriel." "Really?" he questioned, curiously watching Ava smile through the check in process. "So basically you would rape me? Because we both know that you can't hypnotize me." "What makes you think I can't?" she questioned, following a few lengths behind the bell man to keep him from over hearing their conversation. "Because if you could, you would have already, to get me to leave you alone." he explained as they stepped on to the elevator. "And the man is incredibly smart for such a dumb ass." she smiled sweetly, turning curious emerald eyes to him. The Cure Ch. 03 "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked, unable to stop the deep warm blush that crept to his cheeks. He couldn't suppress the warmth he felt as he began to sense her deep desire for him. "You know that I'm sensing what you're feeling right now." he warned, wanting very much for her to curb her thoughts as alas she turned her eyes from him and focused on opening the room door. "You've already fed, you shouldn't be hungry." he said knowingly as she closed the room door behind him. "How do you know that?" she questioned, turning wide surprised eyes to him. "I told you. I sense things. Especially about you." he sighed. "You don't listen when I talk do you." he said accusingly. "Of course I listen." she frowned looking about the room to figure out what to use to restrain her human. "I hear what I want to." she smiled turning to face him fully. "What are you doing?" he questioned as she started to slowly close the distance that separated their bodies. Hesitantly, he began to back away for her approach. He jaw dropped as his back met the concrete enforced wall and he noticed her beautiful emerald eyes turned to a devilish shade of violet. "What you've wanted me to do all night." she breathed, pressing her supple body tight against his, penning him between her and the wall. Slowly, she levitated to eye level with the panic filled human. With a soft amused smile, she pressed her lips to his. As she captured the back of his neck, drawing his mouth more firmly to hers, he opened to her. All too eager to explore the inner recesses of her cinnamon flavored mouth. Gabriel felt no need or desire to push her away when her felt her firm full breasts press naturally to his chest. He knew in his heart he was lost the moment her soft lips met his. He wanted her in away he could quite grasp. His desire transcended everything, any need or desire he'd ever been exposed to. As he eased his arms around her slender waist and drew her even tighter to him his mind was quiet for the first time in his life. All that existed was her. Despite himself, he found his feet carrying them to the plush king sized bed. By the time he'd crossed the room and laid her down beneath him, his body was so hard and tight, he thought he could erupt with out even entering her. Thoughtlessly, his hands began to trace the soft sensual curve of waste and hips before slowly trailing down her shapely thighs. As Ava found herself beneath her human, her intentions of binding him disappeared somewhere in the warmth of his strong arms. Lost in the unexplainable heat that seemed to permeate the room, she could do little else than cling to Gabriel. She felt for the first time that she was exactly where she'd spent her life waiting to be. The feel of his hard strong body above hers was far more than she could handle reasonably. Her heart ached, as it pounded fiercely, begging to feel him complete her. "Oh Dear Lord." Gabriel breathed, alas finding the presence of mind to pull away from the creature. "You've cast some sort of spell on me." he said firmly, staring down into her passion filled violet eyes. "Yes I did." she laughed, regaining enough control to roll him onto his back. It took her only a split second to pull the phone cord from the wall and bind his hands to two of the beds four corner posts. "What the..." he started. finding himself bound to the bed in the blink of an eye, wondering how it happened. "I'm sorry Gabriel. But I can't have you following me any more." she explained, leaning down to kiss his forehead tenderly. "House keeping will be up in a couple of hours to set you free. I'm begging you Gabriel with everything I have in my heart... Please stay away from me and my kind." "You don't have a heart. You're the whore of hell." he bit angry to find himself in such an awkward situation. "I am... All the more reason to keep your pious ass far far away from me." Ava breathed, fleeing the room before she changed her mind and turned the pissed off human into her own fledgling. It took Gabriel less than an hour, after his embarrassing release by the housekeeping staff, to locate his creature. Something about her presence in the city was like a flair in the night sky. Being so drawn to her made finding her easier than if he'd had a GPS tracking chip implanted into her empty lifeless chest. Curiously, he backed his Jeep into the driveway of an obviously uninhabited two story home, directly across from the cookie cut out house where he felt Ava's presence the strongest. Through his windshield and the bay windows of the house, he could see Ava's lithe seductive body moving purposefully through out what he could only assume was the living room of the house. An over whelming sense of anger and jealously washed over him like a tidal wave as he saw the shadow of a man, much smaller in size than himself also crossing back and forth through the sheer curtains. His anger turned to rage, when he saw the two shadows embracing. He could feel that Ava's hunger was more intense than it had been earlier in the evening. He couldn't help but wonder if her increase in appetite had to do with her appetite for the man's life blood or for the man himself. He decided he couldn't sit by as he watch Ava press her lips to the man's neck, knowing her intent too well. A gasp of surprise escaped the man's throat as the most intense pleasure he'd ever experienced, was interrupted by the sound of the wooden door being splintered off the hinges with a loud bang. He turned his attention to the intruder even as Ava was sealing the puncture wounds on his neck. His anger at the disruption was barely containable. "It's okay." Gabriel assured the man soothingly. "I'm gonna get you out of here." Gabriel assured the shaken man while turning cold dangerous eyes to the creature who was feeding off the innocent man's blood. For the first time that evening, he saw the creature in Ava that he'd been looking for the whole night. "Get me out of here?" William questioned hotly. "Are you fucking serious?" he asked turning his eyes to Ava. "Who in the hell is this clown Mistress? And why in the hell would he think I needed saving?" he asked rhetorically, before turning and baring his own fangs to the intruder. "Oh hell..." Gabriel sighed annoyed that he'd been so consumed by Ava's emotions that he hadn't even noticed the emotions of the other Vamp in the room. "Oh hell is right." William bit as he took a threatening step towards the human intruder. "I thought my night was made when she invited me here. I didn't know we were going to have a human on the menu too. That is indeed a treat." "William stop." Ava warned gently. "Pardon me Mistress?" William questioned confusedly. "Why am I sparing this human?" "Because he is MY human." Ava said firmly. "If you touch him, I will rip your heart out and feed it to my wolves." she warned with a tone cold enough to terrify even the oldest of their kind. "Forgive me Mistress." William bowed, trying to swallow his humiliation. "Leave us." she demanded of the other creature dismissively. "As you wish Mistress." William nodded, leering coldly at Gabriel as he skulked from the house liken to a scolded pup. "A little awkward." Gabriel sighed, once he knew they were alone. "What was that?" Ava asked, unable to suppress her laughter any longer. "Even if he had been a human, do you really think that you could have taken him out of here if I'd not wanted you to?" "Didn't really think honestly." he admitted. "I just reacted. I'm not going to stand by and let you kill people." he said firmly. "I don't kill people Gabriel. I just feed on them. They all leave me very much alive and very well satisfied themselves." she said seriously, moving about the living room to the bar to pour them both a scotch on the rocks. "Here. Drink this." she demanded. "You're too damn high strung. Maybe this will calm you down a bit." "Is it common for your kind to feed on each other?" Gabriel asked, trying to get past the silent moment of his embarrassment. "It is. Though not preferred. Human blood is far more sustaining than Vampire blood." Ava admitted honestly. "Vampires feeding on each other is actually more about satisfying our sexual appetites than our digestive ones." She explained, oddly amused by the sudden flames of anger that leaped into his cold eyes. "You were going to make love with that monster?" he spat accusingly, not at all certain why the idea bothered him so. He felt as if a knife had been rammed into his stomach and the culprit continued to twist it repeatedly. "No my dear. I was going to fuck him." She said flatly, realizing that his anger was keeping him from sensing her emotions. Alas, she'd found a chink in his armor. "So not only are you a blood sucking soulless demon, you're also a filthy whore." he snapped coldly, ashamed of the words he spoke even as the tumbled from his lips uncontrollably. He realized his mistake too late as he once found himself penned beneath her, restrained by her super human strength. "Technically the word is demoness." she growled, unabashedly giving him an unobstructed view of her deadly fangs. "You will not curse me as though you're some jealous school boy. I don't know what type of women would let you do so, but I assure, I am not one of them. Do you understand me?" she asked coldly, desperately trying to ignore the pain that filled her beating heart as she felt his labored breaths escaping in rhythm with her own. She found her anger inexplicably abated as she felt him wantonly growing hard against her. "I'm sorry." he breathed softly, genuinely angry with himself for speaking to any one so coldly. Though, he felt justified in his hatred for the creatures, he could not reason away the hurt that filled her violet eyes. "I didn't mean it." he said honestly, as his hand of it's own accord moved to softly brush away a stray curl from her cheek. "Just as you..." she sighed, pressing her thigh tightly against the hard ride in his denim jeans accusingly. "I too have needs." "I don't need you." his argue coming out more as a grunt of pleasure than a protest. "But you are a woman and you are on top of me. I can't help if my body responds." he admitted. "You should leave." she suggested pointedly, though not moving to allow him his freedom. Instead she found herself stretching out more naturally and fully atop of him. "I can't with you lying on top of me like that." he breathed, finding his hands of their own accord, seeking her slender hips. To his surprise, they began to caress a slow soft path to her firm round buttocks, grasping her and drawing her more tightly against his arousal. "Do you want me to get up?" she panted, her lips a mere breath from his own. "Please don't." he gasped just before her lips settled upon his softly