Nightmares... (lockable)

Meegan crawled out of the bed. Her sated body moving slowly. Before she had made it to the bathroom she felt Aron fall to sleep. 'That was odd. I've never felt someone fall to sleep before.' She shrugged it off, and activated the shower. She stood for a long time under the spray, reliving the morning. When the water began to go tepid, she washed her hair and body, happy to find sample sizes of feminie scents and a deep conditioner. 'Jeeves...I think I'm going to like him, very much.'

She stepped from the shower and toweled off. It was then she realized she didn't have any clean clothes. She rubbed the most of the moisture from her hair and padded into Aron's room. She rummaged in his chest of drawers and found a pair of black boxers with little green frogs. They made her laugh so she put them on. She went to his closet and picked one of his white dress shirts. She did up all but the top two buttons. After hanging her towels, she placed a light kiss on Aron's cheek and went in search of the kitchen and Jeeves.

She had success in the fifth room she tried. Jeeves sat on a stool in the massive kitchen sipping a mug of something.

"Good morning, m'lady."

"Morning, Jeeves." He rose and crossed into the kitchen proper.

"Would you require something to break your fast, Miss Masters?"

"Call me Meegan and you wouldn't happen to have fresh fruit and cottage cheese?" She smiled at him as he opened the refridgerator. He was so proper, but she figured under all of that was a big soft teddy bear.

"No, Miss Meegan, I am afraid I do not have cottage cheese at this time. I will procure some for the morrow. Is there something else I can get you?"

She chuckled at his instance on using Miss. Yes, she and Jeeves would get along just fine. "That fresh fruit and a couple of slices of whole wheat toast, please."

"My pleasure, m'lady." He went about pulling things from the fridge and placing them on the counter. He pulled out a cuttingboard, knife and a toaster. In moments he had made a small bowl of cut fruit, made two pieces of toast and made a place setting for Meegan. He lay the food before her with a small bow.

"Thank you, very much Jeeves." She smiled brightly at him and put the white linen napkin in her lap. 'It's been a long time since I've had some one serve me. My parents would love this guy, except for that whole denzien of the night thing.' She found that rather funny, but managed to supress her laughter as Jeeves spoke again.

"Would the lady like coffee, tea, juice or milk with her meal?"

"Oh, coffee please." A steaming mug full of rich black liquid was set before her. It smelled like heaven, very close to the blend she used herself. Mr. Swiftwood had excellent taste.

"Cream and sugar?" Meegan sipped the scalding liquid and smiled over the cup. It was perfect just the way it was so she shook her head at him.

"Very well, I will see to your clothing so that you will have clean thing should you need them."

"Oh, Jeeves I need to use Aron's office. Where would I find that."

"I will show you when you have finished your repast, m'lady."

That seemed a bit odd to her, but she shrugged, she'd just have to get used to it, it seemed. "Alright." Jeeves bowed his head at her and left her to feast in the quiet kitchen.

She had just popped the last grape into her mouth and was about to take her things to the sink when Jeeves materialzed. It startled her just a little, but she recalled her parents servants had been the same way. He took the dishes from her and set them in the large sink. The with a little bow and gesture of his hand, he lead her to Aron's office. She thanked him with a bright smile. He closed the door on her with instructions that he would return in an hour to check on her. She shrugged, and sat herself at the large desk. She had several calls to make the first of which was to Rachyl.



((will carry on phone conversations in Office Memo))

Making breakfeast for Lady Meegan had been the most sensible thing he had done all day. The most normal anyway. He rarely needed more than 4 hours of sleep these days, which was good because he had gotten two this night. Most of his work had been damage control. The Nachton Times would hear of this either way, so he had sent an anonomous tip stating that it had been a burglary and that the guards had been stabbed to death with a sharp round weapon, probably a sharpened screwdriver. The thieves had probaby not expected the guards and when they discovered them they had simply snuck up on them and used the weapons they had handy.

It was hardly a perfect story, but it would make the news very very soon and he knew it would make the police ignore the evidence of what had obvioulsy happened. He had too little to go on to start searching for the vampire, that would have to wait for Lady Meegans drawing or a security tape. Instead he choose to search for Meegan Masters. He found it all. Private adress, fashion magazines, newsstories...and pictures. This particular picture made Jeeves raise his eyebrows. Lady Meegan and two of her close friends, each mentioned by NAME! And the first picture taken of Aron for half a century. He spent hours making sure there was nothing else to be found. What little information that might be availeble was either in the name of Michael Von Haufman (the house for instance), a fake identity of a german buisness man or owned by one of Master Arons companies. A close search for Michael Von Haufman showed very little information, after all he was only a mediocre buisnessman, and no images at all.

Now, all Jeeves could do was assist Lady Meegan until dusk, when Aron could deal with matters personally.

((continued from Office Memo))



Meegan pressed the thing black button on the phone base, to shut off the accusing dial tone. She'd just broken her friends heart, and hadn't told her a thing. It was not a feeling she was comfortable with, in the slightest. She let go the button and dialed information. When the nasally woman came on she asked for the number to Nachton Security Company. They mostly did alarms systems, but they had a personal security division.She had the woman patch her through and got a very pleasant woman on the second ring. She detailed exactly what she wanted, when and where. They discussed price briefly, and Meegan set up payment through her lawyer. She was not risking being tracked through her credit card. She then called a cell phone company and set up a new phone in Rachyl's name to be delivered to Aron's, then called to cancel her current service. She would be with out a cell for two days, but that was alright. She called her landlord, her karate instructor, the spa and the groomers. Telling them all she was taking an extended vacation, and did not know when she would return. As she was putting her name to a brief note to Rachyl for the courier, Jeeves knocked politely on the door and entered.

"Is the lady doing well?"

"Yes, thank you. I'm ready to go back to bed, actually. I have some things I need you to do for me, but I can tell you on the way." She picked up her note paper and the letter to Rachyl and followed Jeeves out the door. As they walked she explained what she needed from him. She told him she would get a list of clothing for him when she woke again. As he opened the door to Aron's room, she gave him the note for Rachyl and told him about the bike messenger.

"Very well, m'lady. Rest Well."

"Thank you, Jeeves." She set her things on top of the chest of drawers and crawled into bed with Aron.

Jeeves opened a secret compartment in the kitchen, taking out a desert eagle and a small 9mm gun. He placed the 9 mm in a shoulderholster and the desert eagle in his belt. Both hidden under his jacket, and both loaded with dum-dums. It was technically illegal to use with handguns, but as many other laws, that too was flawed. And against vampires, little other would do. He hoped he would not have to use them.

He left the house in a silver grey ford, one of a million others in this country. If the other vampire was watching her, there was no need to make an entrance.

In his sleep, he could sense Meegan crawling down besides him. He was far too tired to fully wake up, but somehow he still managed to wrap his arms around her. It had been long since he had slept this peacefully

The emotion of the last two hours, plus an extreme lack of sleep had drained her. She snuggled her back against Aron. When his arms wrapped around her she smiled and drifted off into a peaceful sleep. Troubled only with the occaisional bad dream.




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Hours later she came slowly awake, the room seemed dark and it felt as though she had slept for days. She glanced at the watch face on her wrist she had forgotten about that morning, and noted that it was just after five in the afternoon. Too early for Aron to wake, but she needed to pee and her teeth felt furry. 'Wonder if old Jeeves-y thought of that too.' But Aron's arms felt so good and she just did not want to leave the cocoon of love and warmth he had created for her. So she snuggled down into the blankets and fell back to sleep.

When Aron woke up it was close to seven o' clock. There was still an hour til the sun officially went down, but the dusk didn't really hurt him. And there were many things that needed doing. Meegan was sleeping peacefully. He hated waking her up to the cruel reality. It could wait. At least a bit. He gently kissed her forhead.

Meegan slipped from that hazy place between awake and asleep, to being fully awake. She opened her eyes and smiled at the man before her, and losing herself in the verdant pools of his eyes. Waking up with this man had to be one of lifes greatest pleasures. As she stretched an arm over her head her tummy let out a very loud growl, causing her to giggle.

"I think I'm hungry."

He smiled and brushed her hair with his fingers.

"You know...so am I"

He was, and the temptation to get a drink right there was growing.

"Perhaps we should go see if Jeeves might be able to fix us something?"

She saw hunger in his eyes, and it was new for her. Not frightening, just new. She wondered how he would react if she offered herself to him. The whole thought precess seemed so far fetched, that she would willing bare her neck for a vampire, and enjoy it. It was scary and exciting all the same. Her body however, had different ideas.

"I have to pee." She very literally sprang from the bed and raced to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

He lay back on the bad and pressed the button that made the metal sheet glide off the window in the roof. The sky was red, but non of the sunrays made it into the room. He wondered if he should get up, but last night had been rather sweaty, so he neeeded to take a bath. And the bathroom was curently occupied. His hands slid up behind his head and his thoughts trailed off in the sky.

Meegan stepped out of the bathroom to lean on the door frame. He looked sexy, laying there lost in the sky. He wanted to go to him, but decided sex was not what she wanted right now. She watched him a moment more before calling to him quietly.

"Aron."

His mind rocketed back into his head, and he sat up in the bed.

"Yes Meegan?"

She fought with herself briefly. 'This is what I want to do.' Her decision made her voice more confident.

"Do you have to leave the house to find the meal you need?"

There, let him take from that what he wants. 'Maybe I won't have to actually say the words.'

She wanted to....really? It was a bit of a surprise to him. He hadn't thought she would be up for anything like this so early after her encounter with the brutish side of vampirism. He walked over to her, noticing the smooth touch of his silk shirt floating on her skin.

"No....I have a stock of blood here...but ofcourse, it's not the same as the real thing"

He moved her hair away from her neck, and gently ran the back of his fingers over it. He could feel the red rivers contained within her veins, just below the fragile skin. He wondered if he'd be able to stop if she asked him to.

Her mouth opened, and her breath went shallow and quick. The tug in her belly, was almost enough to fling herself in his arms and give him everything she had. It occured to her in that moment, that he may not have the control to stop before he killed her. 'That's absolutely rediculous. He didn't hurt me last time and he won't now.'

She looked up into his eyes, her glistening with the want and need to do this for him. Odd that she would want this after she knew what was out there. What some of the others were willing to do.

Slowly her arm wrapped around his neck, her hand gently pulled him to her neck. She could do this, it was somehow important.

Hisarms moved to hold her as his mouth moved to her neck. He bared his fangs and kissed her neck gently. He proped her skin wih his tongue, searching for just the right vein. His teeth pierced her skin and sank in deeper. The red liquid filled his mouth adn his mind. The familiar haze covered everything, all he could hear was her heart beating. His arms locked her tighter as he was consumed by her blood

The familiar drug took over her mind. Her body went limp in his arms, as she lost herself in his taking of her. Somewhere in the back of her mind the extreme oddity of the situation hovered. She chose to ignore it. Before long her breathing became slow and shallow and she she felt very close to entering a dark bliss the drug offered.

He drank deeply, until he knew he had to stop. His thirst wasn't gone, but it had gone from being a giant roar to a tin whisper. Reluctantly he took his mouth from her skin, and gently licked up the little blood that came out of the doublewound. His grib around her loosened up a bitand his fangs began slowly retracting. He kissed her neck a few times and then moved to her mouth.

Her lips responded to his, as her brain came up slowly from the fog. Her hands moved to rest on his shoulders as her left leg wrapped itself around his thigh. She wished for a moment she had enough energy to hop into his arms, and be carried away. Though she was afraid making love would some how take away from this moment. Instead she broke the kiss gently and looked up at him, a small smile on her lips.