Categories > TV > X-Files > Incarnations of Immortality
Title: Incarnations of Immortality
Author: TheBear!
Crossover: XF/HL/FK
Pairings: M/S N/N T/V
161,428 words
15-Apr-02
Disclaimer—I don’t own any of it.
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Chapter 10
4:15 a.m. Thursday December 14th
Nick and Natalie were in the front of the caddie while Scully was in the back. If Nick was trying to reinforce the whole parent/child feeling, he was accomplishing it handily. She felt like a twelve-year-old child. She had to keep herself from reacting like one. “Nick, why were you upset that I flew to the Raven with Mulder?” She asked.
“Dana, a fledgling vampire shouldn’t be able to do what you did. It should have exhausted you, and I was concerned that you would lose control and have to be restrained.” He looked at her in the rearview mirror for a moment. She still looked small and fragile, but he knew that was a mistake, she was very strong for her size and age. “The only thing I can guess that might explain it is Mulder. You said you drained him?”
She was still embarrassed by this subject matter, but she answered. “Yes.”
“Had you consumed that much vampire blood you would have been similarly strengthened. His Immortal blood must have fortified you beyond what a mortal’s would have,” Nick said.
Scully smiled, “Well, if he has anything to say about it, I’ll be enjoying a meal like that on a daily basis.”
Natalie laughed, “I know how he feels. Vampire stamina is a wonderful thing.” She said cattily.
Scully laughed at the embarrassment she felt from her master. “Now you know how I felt,” she thought to him. Out loud she said, “I have found that immortals have pretty amazing stamina as well.”
“Oh?” Natalie asked, clearly wanting more detail.
“Let’s just say that his ability to come back from the dead in seconds carries over to all aspects of his life now.” Scully said with a leer.
Natalie choked with surprise and laughter.
Nick said, “Alright girls, you’re going to make me blush here!”
Natalie and Scully laughed the rest of the way to the loft.
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Mulder paid the cabbie an extra $50 to get him there fast. He quickly packed up his and Scully’s things and went back down to the cab. He stopped in the lobby and gave the keys to Pierson and MacLeod.
“Duncan, I appreciate your offer- training, I mean. If you don’t want to take on a student though, I don’t want to impose…” Mulder began.
“I don’t want you to be alone while Froag is about. I will get you started, and then we’ll see.” MacLeod smiled and added, “I’ve never lived in Toronto before.”
That comment stopped Mulder dead in his tracks. “Uh… How long does it usually take?”
“What, training?” MacLeod asked.
“Yeah.”
“Well the basics can be covered in eight months to a year. True proficiency can take several years,” MacLeod said.
“Oh. Ahh… I still have a job in DC…”
“You have to leave that life behind.” MacLeod said gently.
“Why? No one knows I died.” Mulder said.
Methos laughed, “No one living, you mean.”
“That’s true. I have actually never encountered someone who died in such a way that no-one knew they had died.” MacLeod thought for a moment. “You have some decisions to make, Mulder. You will be very vulnerable in such a high-profile profession. And, it will be virtually impossible for you to be adequately trained while working.”
“Scully and I need to talk. We don’t know how it’s going to work with her condition either. It will be difficult to work as a field agent when she cannot go out in the daylight.” Mulder said.
“Why don’t you think about it for a couple of days. We will meet you at the Raven on Sunday, and you can let me know what you have decided. We can look into some options in the mean time.” MacLeod added, “If you see Froag, don’t think you can take him, get the hell away from him and call us.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll save him for you two.” Mulder said with a smile. He didn’t think he had to worry with Scully around. She would eat him for lunch. “literally” he thought.
As he turned away to leave Methos asked him one last question. “By the way Mulder, why did you have 2 rooms?” Methos asked.
“We still needed 2 rooms when we got here.” Mulder said enigmatically, and left.
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Toronto Homicide, 96th Precinct
The first thing she heard when she went in to the precinct was the voice of Captain Reece shouting, “Vetter! Where the hell have you been?”
“I had to hunt down a couple of sources, captain, but I think we may be able to ID the decapitation victim.” Tracy said as she breezed into his office, closing the door behind her.
“That’s not your case…” Reece started to say, raising his eyebrows at the closed door.
“I know captain, but I already wrapped up all of my paperwork, and with Nick at the conference we don’t have any outstanding cases.” Without stopping for breath Tracy pressed on, “Actually, captain, I was hoping to take some vacation, seeing as how things are kind of slow, and I don’t have anything else going on. Plus, I think Nick is going to be asking for some time pretty soon as well so now would be perfect.”
“Vetter. Vetter! Breathe, dammit! I can’t get a word in edgewise with you.” Reece said, annoyed. “What makes you think Nick will be asking for time off?”
Tracy smiled conspiratorially, “Well, you didn’t hear it from me, but I noticed that Natalie is wearing some new jewelry,” she said while holding up her left hand and waggling her ring finger.
Reece leaned back in his chair, “No. You’re kidding me,” he said.
“Nope. Serious as a heart attack, cap,” she said with a giant grin on her face.
“Finally pulled his head out, huh?” Reece mumbled. “I wonder who won the pool?”
“We shouldn’t say anything until he goes public, He’d kill me if he knew I told you.” Tracy said, only half joking.
“All right, I’ll see you a week from Monday. Now get out of here!” Reece blustered.
Tracy snapped to attention, “Yes Sir!” she said, and then took off whistling, ‘Get Me to the Church on Time’ from ‘My Fair Lady’.
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Nick’s Loft
The cabbie broke a few more traffic laws on his way to the loft. Mulder felt like a giddy schoolboy. He couldn’t wait to hold Scully in his arms again. His career might be over, the X-files might end up officially closed down, and his girlfriend might never be able see the sun again, but he couldn’t help thinking in that moment that life was sweeter than he had ever imagined would be possible. He decided right then to dedicate the rest of his long, long life trying to make her as happy as she made him.
Scully could actually feel Mulder getting closer. There was an almost overwhelming sense of joy saturating their link. Even Nick could feel it.
He was shocked. “You have a link with Mulder?” he asked, interrupting her in the middle of her description of flukeman to Natalie.
Natalie had wondered why Dana was getting a broad, goofy smile on her face as she was describing the genetic mutation that led to a human/fluke worm cross that was killing sewer workers and implanting them with parasitic larvae.
Scully was startled by the abrupt question. “Was I not supposed to do that?” she said, bewildered.
Natalie laughed, Dana looked exactly like a guilty teenager who was caught by her father kissing a boy.
Nick was irked by his own reaction. “Sorry, Dana. No, of course you didn’t do anything wrong. It’s just not supposed to be possible. Even if Mulder were another vampire, you shouldn’t be able to establish a bloodlink with him, except when you are actually exchanging blood. Especially in one day!”
Well, it isn’t like ours, Nick. It’s mostly just feelings, not actually thoughts.” Scully said.
Nick continued, “Such links usually only exist within bloodlines, and take time to develop after sharing the bloodkiss many times. You haven’t exchanged blood with Mulder… Have you?” Nick asked suddenly curious.
Scully definitely liked one aspect of vampirism. Her childhood curse of blushing at the drop of a hat was erased forever. “Not really,” she said. “Not like you and I have, if that is what you mean.”
“What do you mean not really?” Nick asked, clueless. “Either he has consumed your blood, or he hasn’t.” Nick said.
Scully was mortified. Imagine trying to explain to your father how your boyfriend went down on you and ‘performed cunnilingus’ and you might have the idea.
Natalie actually thought she saw a very brief blush on Dana’s cheeks. She too was baffled as to what could be so emb… “Oh, I get it.” She thought to herself.
“Nick, remember when you told me that vampires only bodily fluid was blood?” Natalie asked.
“Yes, so?”
Natalie arched her eyebrows and waited for comprehension to sink in.
It finally did. “Oh… Sorry. Uh, I wonder if a, uh, more conventional exchange, might strengthen it.”
“But Mulder isn’t a vampire,” Natalie said. “What if he, I mean, uh…” she trailed off. There wasn’t really any polite way to ask whether Mulder would enjoy the taste of blood, especially given that he had already indulged, so to speak. “Never mind.”
Just then Mulder came in from the elevator, carrying an armload of luggage. He dropped the bags and swept Scully into his arms, kissing her soundly. “Hi.” He said.
Scully found herself matching Mulder’s exuberance. “Hi,” she said breathlessly.
Natalie was feeling a little ‘exuberant’ herself. “You know, Nick, I think Dana can broach the subject. You and I have some very important issues to discuss. Upstairs. NOW!”
Nick turned to Mulder and Scully and said, “You kids have fun. See you in the afternoon.” Then he grabbed Natalie, tossed her over her shoulder and flew upstairs, with Natalie screaming in delight.
Scully held her hand up, interrupting Mulder before he could say a word. “Mulder, in less than an hour the sun will rise. I will be out like a light until sunset. We can talk or we can…” she trailed off with a smile.
Mulder smiled, leaned in for a soft tender kiss, and then followed Nick’s example- running rather than flying.
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International Plaza Hotel
6:30 a.m. Thursday.
Methos and MacLeod decided that they would hit the mini-bar and decompress a bit before crashing for the morning.
“I wonder what I will find out about the world in another five millennia.” Methos commented.
MacLeod chuckled and said, “Well, they say it is the information age.”
“No, I am quite serious. I had always thought of myself as a rather cosmopolitan fellow. I’ve been everywhere, seen everything.” He sighed, “It’s one thing, MacLeod, to see new inventions and innovations, those have come on and off for my whole life. It is another thing entirely to find out about an entire race of beings that has been here for at least as long as I have and I never knew it. Not just a couple of individuals, but an entire race. How many other myths are true? Will I be shocked if we meet a werewolf or, I don’t know, a Mummy?”
“Come on, Methos. Do you really think werewolves and animated mummies really exist?” MacLeod scoffed.
“Of course not! But, that’s the point, isn’t it? A week ago I would have given you the same answer about vampires. I would have laughed at you for even asking the question.” Methos answered, standing up and saying “I’m going to go try to sleep.” With that he headed for the door connecting their rooms.
“Well, you will just have to take comfort in the fact that they apparently didn’t know about us, either.” MacLeod tried to cheer up his friend.
Methos paused for a moment and looked back, sadly, at his young friend, “The difference, MacLeod, is that they didn’t discover a race of beings, any one of whom, could kill them without breaking a sweat… We did.”
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Nick’s Loft
“You want to try what!?” Mulder demanded.
He and Scully had worked out their initial sexual tension in a fast and furious bout that took advantage of the rapid healing properties of both of them, generating enough force that, had either been mortal, a visit to the emergency room might have been called for. Scully had been able to keep from entirely draining Mulder only because in the ferocity of his movements he had torn himself away from her mouth after only a few gulps. Scully had watched the wound on his neck close itself with a blue spark and brought up the subject she and Nick had discussed.
“I want to exchange blood with you Mulder. Like vampires do.” She answered.
“But, but…” Mulder began. He stopped and thought for a moment. The concept wasn’t repulsive to him, he had already tasted her blood and didn’t mind it at all. He was confused as to the reason, however. “Why, Scully? Do you think it will bring me across?”
Actually she hadn’t really considered that possibility, and Nick didn’t mention it either. “I don’t know Mulder. I didn’t really think about that.” She took a moment to do so. “I don’t think it could, if it hasn’t already. Nick thinks it could strengthen the bond between us. Maybe we could actually communicate ideas as well as emotions.”
Mulder slowly smiled, looking at her peculiarly until she said, “What?!”
“Trying to get into my head, Scully? Figure out what’s going on in there?” he asked with a devilish grin.
“I’m hardly that optimistic, Mulder. If you can’t figure it out, how could I ever hope to?” She retorted smartly.
Mulder mulled over the possibilities. Not only would she have access to his deepest feelings and emotions, but his fears as well. “Of course I would have the same access to her,” he thought. He knew that she loved him, he drowned himself in it every time she bit him. Nevertheless, he had a couple of deep dark secrets that he was afraid would hurt her. The old Mulder would have allowed that to stop him. The new Mulder was determined to overcome any obstacle to have Scully. A couple of skeletons in the closet weren’t going to stop him from doing this.
Scully watched her lover’s face with trepidation. She was nervous herself; the thought of anyone, even Mulder, seeing into her deepest secret places was inherently frightening. In the end, though, her deepest secret was her feelings for Mulder. It couldn’t hurt to have him see that, could it? Then she remembered Ed Jerse. She hadn’t actually had sex with him, but it was only because he had been unable to perform. She had wanted to; if only to prove to herself that she didn’t need Mulder in her life. What she had proven was that she could do something stupid and self destructive in a futile effort to convince herself that she didn’t need him, when it was so obvious that she did. It would have been like tearing her heart out to prove that she was strong enough to live without a functioning cardiopulmonary system. “Talk about short-sighted,” she thought.
She saw on Mulder’s face that he had come to a decision. She wanted to rescind the offer before he could tell her no, but he beat her to the punch.
“I want to Scully. I want to be one with you in every way possible. Before we do, though, I need to tell you something. I, I…” he started, suddenly choking back a sob. “I betrayed you once Scully.” He looked at her and quickly dropped his eyes. “It was while you were… gone.”
No need for him to explain that reference. She knew he was talking about the months she was missing after she had been abducted.
“She was involved in a case…” He laughed mirthlessly, “It was the first experience I had with vampires, actually. Kristen; she was a target to be turned by a trio of vampires who were killing people very publicly.” He reached out to touch her, but pulled back suddenly and dropped his shoulders in defeat. “I’m sorry Scully. I was lonely and desperate, and I didn’t know if you were ever… I know that doesn’t come anywhere close to making it ok, but I’m sorry. Sorry it happened, sorry I never told you…”
Scully realized that Mulder was really torn up over this, and that telling him it was alright wouldn’t help. He needed her forgiveness, even if she thought there was nothing to forgive. “Shh, Mulder. I will forgive you, if you will forgive me.”
“For what?” he said, startled out of his self-recrimination.
“Ed Jerse,” Scully said, simply.
He looked at her like she had grown a second head. “How can I forgive you for that? I caused it! I treated you like a piece of furniture and drove you away from me, right into his arms.” He responded.
Scully stared at him, jaw dropped. She had told herself that very thing after it had happened. “I was wrong then, and he’s wrong now,” she reflected. “Mulder, I think you and I would have fewer misunderstandings if we both just shut up and stopped taking the blame for everything that has ever gone wrong between us. Let’s do this and eliminate the need for words, because neither of us seems to be very good at them.”
Mulder smiled at Scully’s highly accurate assessment of their relationship. “I agree,” he said simply.
Scully dragged one sharp fingernail along her throat, slicing it open and guiding Mulder’s head to her neck while she bit down on his shoulder.
Mulder choked a bit at the sensation of Scully’s cool, thick blood filling his mouth, but convulsively swallowed as he felt the sting of her fangs in his shoulder. Suddenly his sense of self was ripped away and replaced with the maelstrom of Scully’s thoughts and memories. It was like the previous times she had bitten him, except immeasurably more intense. “If this is how it feels, no wonder I can’t stop,” they thought together in a weird sort of simultaneous thought.
Finally, when Mulder’s heart stopped beating and the last spark of consciousness faded out, the link was broken. Scully felt like she had died again, except this time there was no plain, no doorway and certainly no Melissa. She finally returned to full self-awareness and opened her eyes, “When did I close them?” she wondered. She looked down at the face of her love and patiently waited for him to return. She would have gone to get him some juice, but the sun was coming up and a deep feeling of lethargy was stealing her away. She lost consciousness just as Mulder gasped awake.
Mulder gasped awake. He immediately focused on Scully, Visually and through their link. He noticed that she was asleep; he could feel peace, contentment, but no thoughts, no ideas. “Oh well, either it didn’t work, or it takes more than once,” he thought. Either way, he planned to do it as often as possible- for in that moment, the two truly were one.
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Vachon’s Church
Tracy was breathless with anticipation. She had definitely made her decision. She was hoping to make this her last night as a mortal. When she was promoted to detective and assigned to the graveyard shift it had taken a little while to get used to the change in sleeping patterns. She had stopped missing the daylight after a while, enjoying the difference in pace and culture that the night offered.
That was before she even knew about vampires.
She knew that she would not miss the sun. Even when she had days off and could spend time in the sun, she didn’t anymore. Those occasions when she was forced to meet her father somewhere during the day were more annoying than pleasurable. Part of that, “Ok, most of it”, she added silently, was due to annoyance with her father, but even when it wasn’t to meet him somewhere, she found daylight to be bothersome. Always fair-skinned, she had a tendency to burn unless she slathered on the sunscreen. While she had done so in her younger days just to spend time on the beach in a bikini, lately she could rarely bother to remember, and often burned. “Now at least I’ll have a reason,” she thought.
Since meeting Vachon, she had grown to love the night, and she had grown to love Vachon. He could be maddeningly cavalier at times, but she loved that he felt beholden to no one; he wasn’t involved in any political games and he didn’t try to use her for any hidden agendas. Vachon was, in many ways, the ultimate hedonist. He didn’t do anything unless he enjoyed it. He spent time with her because he liked her, and liked being with her. He put up with her quirks and foibles and never tried to change her. He seemed to genuinely care for her. At first she had thought of him as a slacker, and definitely too scruffy- although she had enjoyed watching him from the beginning, especially when he was walking away from her. Eventually she found that he was a wonderfully caring soul, even if he was emotionally immature at times. She was definitely in love with him. What she wasn’t sure of was if he felt the same way about her. She thought that he did, but her innate insecurity reared its ugly head- after all, Vachon was seriously hot- he could have almost any woman he wanted at will.
As she entered the church, her heart was beating wildly and she was somewhat embarrassed because she imagined that Vachon could probably smell her excitement. She was really looking forward to tonight.
Vachon heard her practically running up the steps. Soon the scent of her blood washed across his senses- Apricots and lilies- like sweet perfume on his pallet. As she got closer he could feel his fangs begin to ache as her other scent, warm and musky, became apparent. Though he always delighted in sneaking up on her and startling her, tonight he decided that a more direct, and seductive, approach might be in order. As she stopped in his ‘living room’ amidst the dozens of lit candles, he approached her through the doorway in front of her, pausing after entering to rake his eyes up and down her slender, sexy form.
Tracy saw the hunger in his eyes, as they slowly perused her- as though he were a man who hadn’t eaten in days, and she was the buffet.
He decided that the one thing he would miss about her mortality was the delicious blush that covered her entire body when he looked at her like that. He did it again just so he could savor it once more before proceeding.
As she watched his eyes turn luminous she knew she had the answer to her question, he definitely thought of her that way. “You said we needed to talk,” she whispered.
“Do you really want to spend a lot of time talking right now?” Vachon asked.
“No. But, it might be good to go over a few things before we do this,” she answered.
Vachon smiled predatorily, “Tell me what you want, Tracy” he slowly strolled towards her, letting slip his personal presence, enveloping her in his power, not to threaten, but to entice.
Tracy’s mouth went dry. Other parts of her suffered the opposite reaction. She had to lick her lips before she could form the words, “I want you, Javier. I want to be with you.” She paused as he came within millimeters of her before stopping. Her voice dropped to a husky growl, “I want to be like you.” She slowly wrapped her arms around him and drew his head down for a kiss, “Give me the night, Javier.” Then she put her mouth on his and began a slow burning kiss.
Vachon felt himself stirring at Tracy’s demand. As he opened his mouth to allow her questing tongue access to his fangs, he felt himself become fully erect. He pulled his head back enough to look into her eyes, “Last chance Tracy, tell me now that you aren’t ready or you will never see the sun again.”
“Is that a threat?” she asked with a smile.
“It’s a promise. Once I start, I won’t be able to stop before it is time to bring you across.” Vachon said seriously.
Tracy locked eyes with him and replied, just as seriously, “Bring me across, Javier. That is what I want.”
Vachon smiled broadly and said, “Then that is what you will have!” And, saying that, he swept her up into his arms and flew her into his bedroom.
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Nick’s Loft
The sun was up, but Nick wasn’t sleepy yet. He was so excited by his fiancée that he couldn’t wipe the goofy grin off of his face. After satiating their sexual desires- several times- they had decided to talk about their wedding. Each had a great deal of time off coming to them and they couldn’t decide to get married before trying to bring Natalie across, or waiting until after the transformation and initial training had ended. Of course, there was the added uncertainty of Natalie’s immortality. Whether she would actually cross over, or just become immortal, or?
In any case, Nick was still deliriously happy. Natalie would be his forever, in darkness, light, or in between. Not to mention the little fact that every time they had sex was just as, if not more exciting than the last. Nick was looking forward to some of the kinkier games they could play as soon as the change (whichever it was) was made.
“Nicolas Knight!!!” Natalie yelled at him, startling him out of his self-absorption. “You haven’t heard a word I have said for the last five minutes!” She complained. “Where were you this time?”
“Sorry, Nat. I was just thinking how wonderful things are right now. I was so obsessed with you for so long, and so desperately lonely, thinking that you and I could never be. I was despondent, thinking that I could never be forgiven, thinking that I was the epitome of evil just because I was a vampire.
Natalie looked at him with sad eyes, knowing intimately from the blood link the sorrow, guilt and despair that Nick had felt. Added to the fact that she had shared his loneliness and torment in many ways.
Nick continued, “And now, all that has changed! I have you, I am happy with my vampirism, I have reconciled with my father, I have a childé who is showing herself to be an excellent addition to the family, and She and I both have the loves of our lives forever, whether vampire or not.” Nick drew his naked and sexy woman into his lap, kissing her soundly. He drew his head back and said, “I love you so much, and I am so looking forward to living forever with you.”
“So am I, Nick. What do you say we figure out what we are going to do for the next few weeks first?” she said with a smirk.
Nick smiled back at his lovely bride-to-be. “You’re right, Nat. I don’t know if it is the immortal blood, but whatever the cause, Dana is learning at a very rapid rate. I think she will have enough of the basics to be on her own within a couple of days. She will need to spend time with me off and on for years to master everything, but that won’t require constant contact.”
“What about my change, Nick,” Natalie asked. “When do you think we should try?” She was concerned and eager at the same time. She wanted to know what was going to happen.
Nick felt Natalie’s impatience and wondered what would result from their attempt. He had to admit that he wanted her to be a vampire. He felt guilty that his desire meant no more sunshine for his beloved, but he knew that she also wanted it before they knew about her incipient immortality. “Nat, I want you any way I can get you. I hope you won’t be upset if I tell you that I would really like to see you in fangs.”
“Oh, Nick, me too. I really don’t think I want to spend eternity chopping heads off.” Natalie said.
“What if that is what happens?” Nick asked, suddenly picturing his beloved in a sword fight, “Will you fight?”
Natalie thought about it for a moment. “I don’t like the thought of killing, Nick. I may not have live patients, but I am still a doctor.” She stopped speaking for a moment and looked at her love, considering him. “I couldn’t let someone take me away from you. I won’t look for a fight, but I won’t lie down and die, either.” She smiled, trying to lighten the mood, “Maybe you can train me Nick, how long has it been since you swung a sword?”
“It’s like riding a bike, Nat. You never forget.” Nick said with a broad smile. “As to your question, I think we should do it this weekend. Saturday night, maybe. We can plan a wedding for a couple of weeks after that? And maybe a honeymoon trip after that. What do you think?”
Natalie slowly smiled until her teeth showed. She pulled herself closer to Nick and said, “Here’s to fangs!” grabbing the back of his head and smashing her mouth against his.
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Vachon’s Church
6:30 a.m. Thursday
Vachon had removed all of Tracy’s clothes and laid her on her back, on his bed. Shedding his own clothes, he had laid beside her on his side, facing her. He had stopped her as she tried to roll towards him, saying, “Patience Querida, lie back and relax. I will tell you what to do.” He then proceeded to stroke her body with his free hand, using the backs of his nails, fingers curled under, alternated with his whole palm. His touch was very light, and entirely avoided the primary erogenous points.
He stroked her belly, circling her navel, up to her breasts, covering every inch except the nipples. He stroked her face, ears, and neck- avoiding her lips. He stroked her thighs and inner thighs up to her stomach, while avoiding the place she really wanted him.
Tracy was quivering. Her nipples were rock hard, she was dripping wet and her lips ached to have his kiss. She had promised herself that she wouldn’t beg, but had since thrown that decision to the wind. She was moaning and begging him to stop teasing her, to touch her where she needed to be touched. She had no idea how much time had elapsed, but it seemed like forever. She was going crazy with need.
Vachon decided that she was finally ready, and moved his head to her breast, gently scraping one fang across the tip of her nipple.
The sudden sensation against the area where she had desperately wanted to feel him sent her over the edge, causing the roiling feelings in her to boil over into orgasm. The feeling increased as Vachon treated her other nipple to the same sensation. She felt him enter her and screamed her release as the orgasm got stronger, causing her whole frame to shudder and shake. His movement within her was like being attached to an electrode- overwhelming sensation of pleasure assaulted her senses, rendering her almost unconscious.
Vachon slipped his fangs into her neck as she was delirious with sensation. As the heat of her blood filled his mouth, the link was established and her earth-shattering orgasm initiated his own. He was swallowed up in the images and memories pouring forth from Tracy. Her hopes and dreams, her fears and concerns- they all washed over him like a flood. He felt her recently discovered love for him- her desire to love him with all of her heart, tempered by her fear of rejection, her uncertainty about her own desirability and worthiness to be loved.
Tracy became lost in a sea of sight and sound, realizing at last that she was seeing Vachon’s life as he remembered it. She also felt how he cherished and adored her. She saw how, in his eyes, she was desirable, how he lusted after her body while he had fallen in love with the person inhabiting it. She felt his reassurance that he would be there, waiting for her to return from the crossroads. Eventually everything else faded out and she found herself standing on an open plain. She thought it was a memory of Vachon’s until she realized she couldn’t feel him anymore.
“Where am I,” she whispered, not expecting an answer.
She got one anyway.
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Vachon felt the moment that her heart stopped and consciousness fled. Acting quickly, he bit into his wrist and put it to her mouth. “Come back to me Tracy.” He whispered in her ear. “Querida, I love you. I need you. Come back to me.” He felt her latch onto his wrist almost immediately, sucking for all she was worth. Finally, when he started to feel light headed he pulled his wrist from her mouth.
Before consciousness left her once again, he heard her say, “I love you too, Vachon.”
Vachon smiled down at the angelic face of his new Childé, “Welcome to the night, Trace.”
Author: TheBear!
Crossover: XF/HL/FK
Pairings: M/S N/N T/V
161,428 words
15-Apr-02
Disclaimer—I don’t own any of it.
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Chapter 10
4:15 a.m. Thursday December 14th
Nick and Natalie were in the front of the caddie while Scully was in the back. If Nick was trying to reinforce the whole parent/child feeling, he was accomplishing it handily. She felt like a twelve-year-old child. She had to keep herself from reacting like one. “Nick, why were you upset that I flew to the Raven with Mulder?” She asked.
“Dana, a fledgling vampire shouldn’t be able to do what you did. It should have exhausted you, and I was concerned that you would lose control and have to be restrained.” He looked at her in the rearview mirror for a moment. She still looked small and fragile, but he knew that was a mistake, she was very strong for her size and age. “The only thing I can guess that might explain it is Mulder. You said you drained him?”
She was still embarrassed by this subject matter, but she answered. “Yes.”
“Had you consumed that much vampire blood you would have been similarly strengthened. His Immortal blood must have fortified you beyond what a mortal’s would have,” Nick said.
Scully smiled, “Well, if he has anything to say about it, I’ll be enjoying a meal like that on a daily basis.”
Natalie laughed, “I know how he feels. Vampire stamina is a wonderful thing.” She said cattily.
Scully laughed at the embarrassment she felt from her master. “Now you know how I felt,” she thought to him. Out loud she said, “I have found that immortals have pretty amazing stamina as well.”
“Oh?” Natalie asked, clearly wanting more detail.
“Let’s just say that his ability to come back from the dead in seconds carries over to all aspects of his life now.” Scully said with a leer.
Natalie choked with surprise and laughter.
Nick said, “Alright girls, you’re going to make me blush here!”
Natalie and Scully laughed the rest of the way to the loft.
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Mulder paid the cabbie an extra $50 to get him there fast. He quickly packed up his and Scully’s things and went back down to the cab. He stopped in the lobby and gave the keys to Pierson and MacLeod.
“Duncan, I appreciate your offer- training, I mean. If you don’t want to take on a student though, I don’t want to impose…” Mulder began.
“I don’t want you to be alone while Froag is about. I will get you started, and then we’ll see.” MacLeod smiled and added, “I’ve never lived in Toronto before.”
That comment stopped Mulder dead in his tracks. “Uh… How long does it usually take?”
“What, training?” MacLeod asked.
“Yeah.”
“Well the basics can be covered in eight months to a year. True proficiency can take several years,” MacLeod said.
“Oh. Ahh… I still have a job in DC…”
“You have to leave that life behind.” MacLeod said gently.
“Why? No one knows I died.” Mulder said.
Methos laughed, “No one living, you mean.”
“That’s true. I have actually never encountered someone who died in such a way that no-one knew they had died.” MacLeod thought for a moment. “You have some decisions to make, Mulder. You will be very vulnerable in such a high-profile profession. And, it will be virtually impossible for you to be adequately trained while working.”
“Scully and I need to talk. We don’t know how it’s going to work with her condition either. It will be difficult to work as a field agent when she cannot go out in the daylight.” Mulder said.
“Why don’t you think about it for a couple of days. We will meet you at the Raven on Sunday, and you can let me know what you have decided. We can look into some options in the mean time.” MacLeod added, “If you see Froag, don’t think you can take him, get the hell away from him and call us.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll save him for you two.” Mulder said with a smile. He didn’t think he had to worry with Scully around. She would eat him for lunch. “literally” he thought.
As he turned away to leave Methos asked him one last question. “By the way Mulder, why did you have 2 rooms?” Methos asked.
“We still needed 2 rooms when we got here.” Mulder said enigmatically, and left.
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Toronto Homicide, 96th Precinct
The first thing she heard when she went in to the precinct was the voice of Captain Reece shouting, “Vetter! Where the hell have you been?”
“I had to hunt down a couple of sources, captain, but I think we may be able to ID the decapitation victim.” Tracy said as she breezed into his office, closing the door behind her.
“That’s not your case…” Reece started to say, raising his eyebrows at the closed door.
“I know captain, but I already wrapped up all of my paperwork, and with Nick at the conference we don’t have any outstanding cases.” Without stopping for breath Tracy pressed on, “Actually, captain, I was hoping to take some vacation, seeing as how things are kind of slow, and I don’t have anything else going on. Plus, I think Nick is going to be asking for some time pretty soon as well so now would be perfect.”
“Vetter. Vetter! Breathe, dammit! I can’t get a word in edgewise with you.” Reece said, annoyed. “What makes you think Nick will be asking for time off?”
Tracy smiled conspiratorially, “Well, you didn’t hear it from me, but I noticed that Natalie is wearing some new jewelry,” she said while holding up her left hand and waggling her ring finger.
Reece leaned back in his chair, “No. You’re kidding me,” he said.
“Nope. Serious as a heart attack, cap,” she said with a giant grin on her face.
“Finally pulled his head out, huh?” Reece mumbled. “I wonder who won the pool?”
“We shouldn’t say anything until he goes public, He’d kill me if he knew I told you.” Tracy said, only half joking.
“All right, I’ll see you a week from Monday. Now get out of here!” Reece blustered.
Tracy snapped to attention, “Yes Sir!” she said, and then took off whistling, ‘Get Me to the Church on Time’ from ‘My Fair Lady’.
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Nick’s Loft
The cabbie broke a few more traffic laws on his way to the loft. Mulder felt like a giddy schoolboy. He couldn’t wait to hold Scully in his arms again. His career might be over, the X-files might end up officially closed down, and his girlfriend might never be able see the sun again, but he couldn’t help thinking in that moment that life was sweeter than he had ever imagined would be possible. He decided right then to dedicate the rest of his long, long life trying to make her as happy as she made him.
Scully could actually feel Mulder getting closer. There was an almost overwhelming sense of joy saturating their link. Even Nick could feel it.
He was shocked. “You have a link with Mulder?” he asked, interrupting her in the middle of her description of flukeman to Natalie.
Natalie had wondered why Dana was getting a broad, goofy smile on her face as she was describing the genetic mutation that led to a human/fluke worm cross that was killing sewer workers and implanting them with parasitic larvae.
Scully was startled by the abrupt question. “Was I not supposed to do that?” she said, bewildered.
Natalie laughed, Dana looked exactly like a guilty teenager who was caught by her father kissing a boy.
Nick was irked by his own reaction. “Sorry, Dana. No, of course you didn’t do anything wrong. It’s just not supposed to be possible. Even if Mulder were another vampire, you shouldn’t be able to establish a bloodlink with him, except when you are actually exchanging blood. Especially in one day!”
Well, it isn’t like ours, Nick. It’s mostly just feelings, not actually thoughts.” Scully said.
Nick continued, “Such links usually only exist within bloodlines, and take time to develop after sharing the bloodkiss many times. You haven’t exchanged blood with Mulder… Have you?” Nick asked suddenly curious.
Scully definitely liked one aspect of vampirism. Her childhood curse of blushing at the drop of a hat was erased forever. “Not really,” she said. “Not like you and I have, if that is what you mean.”
“What do you mean not really?” Nick asked, clueless. “Either he has consumed your blood, or he hasn’t.” Nick said.
Scully was mortified. Imagine trying to explain to your father how your boyfriend went down on you and ‘performed cunnilingus’ and you might have the idea.
Natalie actually thought she saw a very brief blush on Dana’s cheeks. She too was baffled as to what could be so emb… “Oh, I get it.” She thought to herself.
“Nick, remember when you told me that vampires only bodily fluid was blood?” Natalie asked.
“Yes, so?”
Natalie arched her eyebrows and waited for comprehension to sink in.
It finally did. “Oh… Sorry. Uh, I wonder if a, uh, more conventional exchange, might strengthen it.”
“But Mulder isn’t a vampire,” Natalie said. “What if he, I mean, uh…” she trailed off. There wasn’t really any polite way to ask whether Mulder would enjoy the taste of blood, especially given that he had already indulged, so to speak. “Never mind.”
Just then Mulder came in from the elevator, carrying an armload of luggage. He dropped the bags and swept Scully into his arms, kissing her soundly. “Hi.” He said.
Scully found herself matching Mulder’s exuberance. “Hi,” she said breathlessly.
Natalie was feeling a little ‘exuberant’ herself. “You know, Nick, I think Dana can broach the subject. You and I have some very important issues to discuss. Upstairs. NOW!”
Nick turned to Mulder and Scully and said, “You kids have fun. See you in the afternoon.” Then he grabbed Natalie, tossed her over her shoulder and flew upstairs, with Natalie screaming in delight.
Scully held her hand up, interrupting Mulder before he could say a word. “Mulder, in less than an hour the sun will rise. I will be out like a light until sunset. We can talk or we can…” she trailed off with a smile.
Mulder smiled, leaned in for a soft tender kiss, and then followed Nick’s example- running rather than flying.
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International Plaza Hotel
6:30 a.m. Thursday.
Methos and MacLeod decided that they would hit the mini-bar and decompress a bit before crashing for the morning.
“I wonder what I will find out about the world in another five millennia.” Methos commented.
MacLeod chuckled and said, “Well, they say it is the information age.”
“No, I am quite serious. I had always thought of myself as a rather cosmopolitan fellow. I’ve been everywhere, seen everything.” He sighed, “It’s one thing, MacLeod, to see new inventions and innovations, those have come on and off for my whole life. It is another thing entirely to find out about an entire race of beings that has been here for at least as long as I have and I never knew it. Not just a couple of individuals, but an entire race. How many other myths are true? Will I be shocked if we meet a werewolf or, I don’t know, a Mummy?”
“Come on, Methos. Do you really think werewolves and animated mummies really exist?” MacLeod scoffed.
“Of course not! But, that’s the point, isn’t it? A week ago I would have given you the same answer about vampires. I would have laughed at you for even asking the question.” Methos answered, standing up and saying “I’m going to go try to sleep.” With that he headed for the door connecting their rooms.
“Well, you will just have to take comfort in the fact that they apparently didn’t know about us, either.” MacLeod tried to cheer up his friend.
Methos paused for a moment and looked back, sadly, at his young friend, “The difference, MacLeod, is that they didn’t discover a race of beings, any one of whom, could kill them without breaking a sweat… We did.”
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Nick’s Loft
“You want to try what!?” Mulder demanded.
He and Scully had worked out their initial sexual tension in a fast and furious bout that took advantage of the rapid healing properties of both of them, generating enough force that, had either been mortal, a visit to the emergency room might have been called for. Scully had been able to keep from entirely draining Mulder only because in the ferocity of his movements he had torn himself away from her mouth after only a few gulps. Scully had watched the wound on his neck close itself with a blue spark and brought up the subject she and Nick had discussed.
“I want to exchange blood with you Mulder. Like vampires do.” She answered.
“But, but…” Mulder began. He stopped and thought for a moment. The concept wasn’t repulsive to him, he had already tasted her blood and didn’t mind it at all. He was confused as to the reason, however. “Why, Scully? Do you think it will bring me across?”
Actually she hadn’t really considered that possibility, and Nick didn’t mention it either. “I don’t know Mulder. I didn’t really think about that.” She took a moment to do so. “I don’t think it could, if it hasn’t already. Nick thinks it could strengthen the bond between us. Maybe we could actually communicate ideas as well as emotions.”
Mulder slowly smiled, looking at her peculiarly until she said, “What?!”
“Trying to get into my head, Scully? Figure out what’s going on in there?” he asked with a devilish grin.
“I’m hardly that optimistic, Mulder. If you can’t figure it out, how could I ever hope to?” She retorted smartly.
Mulder mulled over the possibilities. Not only would she have access to his deepest feelings and emotions, but his fears as well. “Of course I would have the same access to her,” he thought. He knew that she loved him, he drowned himself in it every time she bit him. Nevertheless, he had a couple of deep dark secrets that he was afraid would hurt her. The old Mulder would have allowed that to stop him. The new Mulder was determined to overcome any obstacle to have Scully. A couple of skeletons in the closet weren’t going to stop him from doing this.
Scully watched her lover’s face with trepidation. She was nervous herself; the thought of anyone, even Mulder, seeing into her deepest secret places was inherently frightening. In the end, though, her deepest secret was her feelings for Mulder. It couldn’t hurt to have him see that, could it? Then she remembered Ed Jerse. She hadn’t actually had sex with him, but it was only because he had been unable to perform. She had wanted to; if only to prove to herself that she didn’t need Mulder in her life. What she had proven was that she could do something stupid and self destructive in a futile effort to convince herself that she didn’t need him, when it was so obvious that she did. It would have been like tearing her heart out to prove that she was strong enough to live without a functioning cardiopulmonary system. “Talk about short-sighted,” she thought.
She saw on Mulder’s face that he had come to a decision. She wanted to rescind the offer before he could tell her no, but he beat her to the punch.
“I want to Scully. I want to be one with you in every way possible. Before we do, though, I need to tell you something. I, I…” he started, suddenly choking back a sob. “I betrayed you once Scully.” He looked at her and quickly dropped his eyes. “It was while you were… gone.”
No need for him to explain that reference. She knew he was talking about the months she was missing after she had been abducted.
“She was involved in a case…” He laughed mirthlessly, “It was the first experience I had with vampires, actually. Kristen; she was a target to be turned by a trio of vampires who were killing people very publicly.” He reached out to touch her, but pulled back suddenly and dropped his shoulders in defeat. “I’m sorry Scully. I was lonely and desperate, and I didn’t know if you were ever… I know that doesn’t come anywhere close to making it ok, but I’m sorry. Sorry it happened, sorry I never told you…”
Scully realized that Mulder was really torn up over this, and that telling him it was alright wouldn’t help. He needed her forgiveness, even if she thought there was nothing to forgive. “Shh, Mulder. I will forgive you, if you will forgive me.”
“For what?” he said, startled out of his self-recrimination.
“Ed Jerse,” Scully said, simply.
He looked at her like she had grown a second head. “How can I forgive you for that? I caused it! I treated you like a piece of furniture and drove you away from me, right into his arms.” He responded.
Scully stared at him, jaw dropped. She had told herself that very thing after it had happened. “I was wrong then, and he’s wrong now,” she reflected. “Mulder, I think you and I would have fewer misunderstandings if we both just shut up and stopped taking the blame for everything that has ever gone wrong between us. Let’s do this and eliminate the need for words, because neither of us seems to be very good at them.”
Mulder smiled at Scully’s highly accurate assessment of their relationship. “I agree,” he said simply.
Scully dragged one sharp fingernail along her throat, slicing it open and guiding Mulder’s head to her neck while she bit down on his shoulder.
Mulder choked a bit at the sensation of Scully’s cool, thick blood filling his mouth, but convulsively swallowed as he felt the sting of her fangs in his shoulder. Suddenly his sense of self was ripped away and replaced with the maelstrom of Scully’s thoughts and memories. It was like the previous times she had bitten him, except immeasurably more intense. “If this is how it feels, no wonder I can’t stop,” they thought together in a weird sort of simultaneous thought.
Finally, when Mulder’s heart stopped beating and the last spark of consciousness faded out, the link was broken. Scully felt like she had died again, except this time there was no plain, no doorway and certainly no Melissa. She finally returned to full self-awareness and opened her eyes, “When did I close them?” she wondered. She looked down at the face of her love and patiently waited for him to return. She would have gone to get him some juice, but the sun was coming up and a deep feeling of lethargy was stealing her away. She lost consciousness just as Mulder gasped awake.
Mulder gasped awake. He immediately focused on Scully, Visually and through their link. He noticed that she was asleep; he could feel peace, contentment, but no thoughts, no ideas. “Oh well, either it didn’t work, or it takes more than once,” he thought. Either way, he planned to do it as often as possible- for in that moment, the two truly were one.
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Vachon’s Church
Tracy was breathless with anticipation. She had definitely made her decision. She was hoping to make this her last night as a mortal. When she was promoted to detective and assigned to the graveyard shift it had taken a little while to get used to the change in sleeping patterns. She had stopped missing the daylight after a while, enjoying the difference in pace and culture that the night offered.
That was before she even knew about vampires.
She knew that she would not miss the sun. Even when she had days off and could spend time in the sun, she didn’t anymore. Those occasions when she was forced to meet her father somewhere during the day were more annoying than pleasurable. Part of that, “Ok, most of it”, she added silently, was due to annoyance with her father, but even when it wasn’t to meet him somewhere, she found daylight to be bothersome. Always fair-skinned, she had a tendency to burn unless she slathered on the sunscreen. While she had done so in her younger days just to spend time on the beach in a bikini, lately she could rarely bother to remember, and often burned. “Now at least I’ll have a reason,” she thought.
Since meeting Vachon, she had grown to love the night, and she had grown to love Vachon. He could be maddeningly cavalier at times, but she loved that he felt beholden to no one; he wasn’t involved in any political games and he didn’t try to use her for any hidden agendas. Vachon was, in many ways, the ultimate hedonist. He didn’t do anything unless he enjoyed it. He spent time with her because he liked her, and liked being with her. He put up with her quirks and foibles and never tried to change her. He seemed to genuinely care for her. At first she had thought of him as a slacker, and definitely too scruffy- although she had enjoyed watching him from the beginning, especially when he was walking away from her. Eventually she found that he was a wonderfully caring soul, even if he was emotionally immature at times. She was definitely in love with him. What she wasn’t sure of was if he felt the same way about her. She thought that he did, but her innate insecurity reared its ugly head- after all, Vachon was seriously hot- he could have almost any woman he wanted at will.
As she entered the church, her heart was beating wildly and she was somewhat embarrassed because she imagined that Vachon could probably smell her excitement. She was really looking forward to tonight.
Vachon heard her practically running up the steps. Soon the scent of her blood washed across his senses- Apricots and lilies- like sweet perfume on his pallet. As she got closer he could feel his fangs begin to ache as her other scent, warm and musky, became apparent. Though he always delighted in sneaking up on her and startling her, tonight he decided that a more direct, and seductive, approach might be in order. As she stopped in his ‘living room’ amidst the dozens of lit candles, he approached her through the doorway in front of her, pausing after entering to rake his eyes up and down her slender, sexy form.
Tracy saw the hunger in his eyes, as they slowly perused her- as though he were a man who hadn’t eaten in days, and she was the buffet.
He decided that the one thing he would miss about her mortality was the delicious blush that covered her entire body when he looked at her like that. He did it again just so he could savor it once more before proceeding.
As she watched his eyes turn luminous she knew she had the answer to her question, he definitely thought of her that way. “You said we needed to talk,” she whispered.
“Do you really want to spend a lot of time talking right now?” Vachon asked.
“No. But, it might be good to go over a few things before we do this,” she answered.
Vachon smiled predatorily, “Tell me what you want, Tracy” he slowly strolled towards her, letting slip his personal presence, enveloping her in his power, not to threaten, but to entice.
Tracy’s mouth went dry. Other parts of her suffered the opposite reaction. She had to lick her lips before she could form the words, “I want you, Javier. I want to be with you.” She paused as he came within millimeters of her before stopping. Her voice dropped to a husky growl, “I want to be like you.” She slowly wrapped her arms around him and drew his head down for a kiss, “Give me the night, Javier.” Then she put her mouth on his and began a slow burning kiss.
Vachon felt himself stirring at Tracy’s demand. As he opened his mouth to allow her questing tongue access to his fangs, he felt himself become fully erect. He pulled his head back enough to look into her eyes, “Last chance Tracy, tell me now that you aren’t ready or you will never see the sun again.”
“Is that a threat?” she asked with a smile.
“It’s a promise. Once I start, I won’t be able to stop before it is time to bring you across.” Vachon said seriously.
Tracy locked eyes with him and replied, just as seriously, “Bring me across, Javier. That is what I want.”
Vachon smiled broadly and said, “Then that is what you will have!” And, saying that, he swept her up into his arms and flew her into his bedroom.
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Nick’s Loft
The sun was up, but Nick wasn’t sleepy yet. He was so excited by his fiancée that he couldn’t wipe the goofy grin off of his face. After satiating their sexual desires- several times- they had decided to talk about their wedding. Each had a great deal of time off coming to them and they couldn’t decide to get married before trying to bring Natalie across, or waiting until after the transformation and initial training had ended. Of course, there was the added uncertainty of Natalie’s immortality. Whether she would actually cross over, or just become immortal, or?
In any case, Nick was still deliriously happy. Natalie would be his forever, in darkness, light, or in between. Not to mention the little fact that every time they had sex was just as, if not more exciting than the last. Nick was looking forward to some of the kinkier games they could play as soon as the change (whichever it was) was made.
“Nicolas Knight!!!” Natalie yelled at him, startling him out of his self-absorption. “You haven’t heard a word I have said for the last five minutes!” She complained. “Where were you this time?”
“Sorry, Nat. I was just thinking how wonderful things are right now. I was so obsessed with you for so long, and so desperately lonely, thinking that you and I could never be. I was despondent, thinking that I could never be forgiven, thinking that I was the epitome of evil just because I was a vampire.
Natalie looked at him with sad eyes, knowing intimately from the blood link the sorrow, guilt and despair that Nick had felt. Added to the fact that she had shared his loneliness and torment in many ways.
Nick continued, “And now, all that has changed! I have you, I am happy with my vampirism, I have reconciled with my father, I have a childé who is showing herself to be an excellent addition to the family, and She and I both have the loves of our lives forever, whether vampire or not.” Nick drew his naked and sexy woman into his lap, kissing her soundly. He drew his head back and said, “I love you so much, and I am so looking forward to living forever with you.”
“So am I, Nick. What do you say we figure out what we are going to do for the next few weeks first?” she said with a smirk.
Nick smiled back at his lovely bride-to-be. “You’re right, Nat. I don’t know if it is the immortal blood, but whatever the cause, Dana is learning at a very rapid rate. I think she will have enough of the basics to be on her own within a couple of days. She will need to spend time with me off and on for years to master everything, but that won’t require constant contact.”
“What about my change, Nick,” Natalie asked. “When do you think we should try?” She was concerned and eager at the same time. She wanted to know what was going to happen.
Nick felt Natalie’s impatience and wondered what would result from their attempt. He had to admit that he wanted her to be a vampire. He felt guilty that his desire meant no more sunshine for his beloved, but he knew that she also wanted it before they knew about her incipient immortality. “Nat, I want you any way I can get you. I hope you won’t be upset if I tell you that I would really like to see you in fangs.”
“Oh, Nick, me too. I really don’t think I want to spend eternity chopping heads off.” Natalie said.
“What if that is what happens?” Nick asked, suddenly picturing his beloved in a sword fight, “Will you fight?”
Natalie thought about it for a moment. “I don’t like the thought of killing, Nick. I may not have live patients, but I am still a doctor.” She stopped speaking for a moment and looked at her love, considering him. “I couldn’t let someone take me away from you. I won’t look for a fight, but I won’t lie down and die, either.” She smiled, trying to lighten the mood, “Maybe you can train me Nick, how long has it been since you swung a sword?”
“It’s like riding a bike, Nat. You never forget.” Nick said with a broad smile. “As to your question, I think we should do it this weekend. Saturday night, maybe. We can plan a wedding for a couple of weeks after that? And maybe a honeymoon trip after that. What do you think?”
Natalie slowly smiled until her teeth showed. She pulled herself closer to Nick and said, “Here’s to fangs!” grabbing the back of his head and smashing her mouth against his.
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Vachon’s Church
6:30 a.m. Thursday
Vachon had removed all of Tracy’s clothes and laid her on her back, on his bed. Shedding his own clothes, he had laid beside her on his side, facing her. He had stopped her as she tried to roll towards him, saying, “Patience Querida, lie back and relax. I will tell you what to do.” He then proceeded to stroke her body with his free hand, using the backs of his nails, fingers curled under, alternated with his whole palm. His touch was very light, and entirely avoided the primary erogenous points.
He stroked her belly, circling her navel, up to her breasts, covering every inch except the nipples. He stroked her face, ears, and neck- avoiding her lips. He stroked her thighs and inner thighs up to her stomach, while avoiding the place she really wanted him.
Tracy was quivering. Her nipples were rock hard, she was dripping wet and her lips ached to have his kiss. She had promised herself that she wouldn’t beg, but had since thrown that decision to the wind. She was moaning and begging him to stop teasing her, to touch her where she needed to be touched. She had no idea how much time had elapsed, but it seemed like forever. She was going crazy with need.
Vachon decided that she was finally ready, and moved his head to her breast, gently scraping one fang across the tip of her nipple.
The sudden sensation against the area where she had desperately wanted to feel him sent her over the edge, causing the roiling feelings in her to boil over into orgasm. The feeling increased as Vachon treated her other nipple to the same sensation. She felt him enter her and screamed her release as the orgasm got stronger, causing her whole frame to shudder and shake. His movement within her was like being attached to an electrode- overwhelming sensation of pleasure assaulted her senses, rendering her almost unconscious.
Vachon slipped his fangs into her neck as she was delirious with sensation. As the heat of her blood filled his mouth, the link was established and her earth-shattering orgasm initiated his own. He was swallowed up in the images and memories pouring forth from Tracy. Her hopes and dreams, her fears and concerns- they all washed over him like a flood. He felt her recently discovered love for him- her desire to love him with all of her heart, tempered by her fear of rejection, her uncertainty about her own desirability and worthiness to be loved.
Tracy became lost in a sea of sight and sound, realizing at last that she was seeing Vachon’s life as he remembered it. She also felt how he cherished and adored her. She saw how, in his eyes, she was desirable, how he lusted after her body while he had fallen in love with the person inhabiting it. She felt his reassurance that he would be there, waiting for her to return from the crossroads. Eventually everything else faded out and she found herself standing on an open plain. She thought it was a memory of Vachon’s until she realized she couldn’t feel him anymore.
“Where am I,” she whispered, not expecting an answer.
She got one anyway.
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Vachon felt the moment that her heart stopped and consciousness fled. Acting quickly, he bit into his wrist and put it to her mouth. “Come back to me Tracy.” He whispered in her ear. “Querida, I love you. I need you. Come back to me.” He felt her latch onto his wrist almost immediately, sucking for all she was worth. Finally, when he started to feel light headed he pulled his wrist from her mouth.
Before consciousness left her once again, he heard her say, “I love you too, Vachon.”
Vachon smiled down at the angelic face of his new Childé, “Welcome to the night, Trace.”
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