Suddenly he was out the door.
* * * *
As soon as he was out of sight of the house he began to slow down and take deep breaths. The sweet smell of her was inside him and he needed to get his head on straight. Maybe he needed some blood, that might help. But the thought of tapping someone right now just didn’t have any appeal.
He was still walking, as he had left his car in her driveway. He got a couple of glances. He was use to that and didn’t even take the time to wipe memories. He was tall, broad and people looked at him, women with an invitation and men with a look up then away.
Even though he was distracted, his instinct as a soldier kicked in when he saw the two who stepped back into a deep doorway. They did not know him but they also had good instincts and knew someone was on the street that had authority and it was not a cop.
He went into the coffee shop that was the next open door, so that it would look natural. He went on through and out the back exit, into a surprisingly clean alley. He moved against the back of the buildings of this small strip of shops and sent out a thread of thought. It did not take him long to locate the two of his kind. Unfortunately they were slowly moving towards the area of her home and very carefully looking at all the sites. They were also trying to wipe out some of the memories of those who were seeing them. Unusual move for just a couple of tourist Vamps.
He went shadow — something that not all Vampires could do, but it was almost as if he disappeared into a shadow — and followed, knowing that they would enter the area of homes with very little traffic. Maybe he could get them into the back of the homes so that he could take them on, first to see if he could convince them to move elsewhere. Right now he needed somewhere to put his fists so he was really hoping they didn’t want to move out of state.
* * * *
She didn’t know what to do. First she went and made herself a salad. She added a couple of hardboiled eggs and some ham in order to get some protein into her body. She took the salad into her computer room and started hunting for chat rooms on Vampires. She immediately forgot about the food as she searched the web. She had never tried these sites before as she had always felt these people were kooks. Now she wondered if any of them were real.
She just watched the chat in one site for a while until she went in and typed, has anyone actually met a real Vampire? and waited to see the responses. Of course it was the usual, my friend Bob met one, I heard of one in New York, there is supposed to be a lot in New Orleans, my cousin said she dated one, etc, etc. But no one actually said they had one living in their home. No one had firsthand knowledge of Vampires.
She went to a web site that was advertised to belong to real Vampires. She soon found out it was a fake. It was for people who wanted to be like Vampires. They talked about having teeth implants. There was advice on how much blood you could consume before you got sick. Where the next party was taking place. Yuck.
Okay, real Vampires were too smart to be advertising on the Internet. How many were out there? She sent off an email to her agent saying that she was sick and she would be late on one of her deadlines. Finally she shut down her system and went through the house locking up. It was now dark out. She wondered if he would knock.
She took an extra-large sweatshirt she liked to use as a nightgown into the bathroom, with a pair of lace panties. She got into the shower, washed her hair and stood in the hot water for a very long time. She towel dried her hair, leaving it hanging down still damp. She gathered up her clothes and put them in the hamper. Carrying her brush, she went into the bedroom. She had taken four steps into the room before she saw him.
There was only one light on, beside the bed on the nightstand. The room was mostly in shadow and he was a shadow by himself, waiting.
“What now?” She
* * * *
As soon as he was out of sight of the house he began to slow down and take deep breaths. The sweet smell of her was inside him and he needed to get his head on straight. Maybe he needed some blood, that might help. But the thought of tapping someone right now just didn’t have any appeal.
He was still walking, as he had left his car in her driveway. He got a couple of glances. He was use to that and didn’t even take the time to wipe memories. He was tall, broad and people looked at him, women with an invitation and men with a look up then away.
Even though he was distracted, his instinct as a soldier kicked in when he saw the two who stepped back into a deep doorway. They did not know him but they also had good instincts and knew someone was on the street that had authority and it was not a cop.
He went into the coffee shop that was the next open door, so that it would look natural. He went on through and out the back exit, into a surprisingly clean alley. He moved against the back of the buildings of this small strip of shops and sent out a thread of thought. It did not take him long to locate the two of his kind. Unfortunately they were slowly moving towards the area of her home and very carefully looking at all the sites. They were also trying to wipe out some of the memories of those who were seeing them. Unusual move for just a couple of tourist Vamps.
He went shadow — something that not all Vampires could do, but it was almost as if he disappeared into a shadow — and followed, knowing that they would enter the area of homes with very little traffic. Maybe he could get them into the back of the homes so that he could take them on, first to see if he could convince them to move elsewhere. Right now he needed somewhere to put his fists so he was really hoping they didn’t want to move out of state.
* * * *
She didn’t know what to do. First she went and made herself a salad. She added a couple of hardboiled eggs and some ham in order to get some protein into her body. She took the salad into her computer room and started hunting for chat rooms on Vampires. She immediately forgot about the food as she searched the web. She had never tried these sites before as she had always felt these people were kooks. Now she wondered if any of them were real.
She just watched the chat in one site for a while until she went in and typed, has anyone actually met a real Vampire? and waited to see the responses. Of course it was the usual, my friend Bob met one, I heard of one in New York, there is supposed to be a lot in New Orleans, my cousin said she dated one, etc, etc. But no one actually said they had one living in their home. No one had firsthand knowledge of Vampires.
She went to a web site that was advertised to belong to real Vampires. She soon found out it was a fake. It was for people who wanted to be like Vampires. They talked about having teeth implants. There was advice on how much blood you could consume before you got sick. Where the next party was taking place. Yuck.
Okay, real Vampires were too smart to be advertising on the Internet. How many were out there? She sent off an email to her agent saying that she was sick and she would be late on one of her deadlines. Finally she shut down her system and went through the house locking up. It was now dark out. She wondered if he would knock.
She took an extra-large sweatshirt she liked to use as a nightgown into the bathroom, with a pair of lace panties. She got into the shower, washed her hair and stood in the hot water for a very long time. She towel dried her hair, leaving it hanging down still damp. She gathered up her clothes and put them in the hamper. Carrying her brush, she went into the bedroom. She had taken four steps into the room before she saw him.
There was only one light on, beside the bed on the nightstand. The room was mostly in shadow and he was a shadow by himself, waiting.
“What now?” She
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