R. Eric

We later met with George and Burke in the library. George listened to what we planned to do. “You want to give her…” George began. “…and this Adrian the serum?” He looked confused. “Here?” Colin nodded but grinned. “That’s right.” George looked very wary. “You trust them? Because I don’t.” I shook my head. “Absolutely not. We know there’s something going on.” “But we have what they want.” Colin smiled. “That gives us leverage.” “I wrestled with this myself,” I admitted. “

When we got back to Wentworth Manor we reported what we found out to all that were there with us. We met in the dining room. Stan shook his head. “I don’t get it. How does she know all this? About you and Devon and what holdings you have?” Colin shrugged. “I suppose the others report to her.” "He didn't get it from me." Mom said. "I wouldn't know what to tell him." "Did he ever disappear in the house?" I asked to which she shook her head. Sitting beside Colin I nodded. “But are w

He, he, he! Just what I wanted. Confusion!

Marissa by the way she looked was young, but she held herself with authority. Dressed in a long dark gown that was clean! Other vampires never bothered with things like clean clothes or even washed. Marissa did. She looked at Colin intently as she did with me. “Interesting.” She said as she got close enough to really smell us. “You are all vampires, yet I sense you’re not vampires.” She stood back from us a little. “Why is that?” Adrian walked up behind her. “Are you sure this is a wise acti

There was a new feeling in the air for me. The idea of a new purpose made things…more exciting? Colin thought having the task force in Charleston was a good idea. He was opting for the jet that Holm’s Laboratories had. We could take everyone in one trip. It was a few more hours before George felt confident enough to let Willie come back to the apartment. He had one simple band aide to tell he'd had anything done. George grinned as we helped Willie sit on the sofa. Willie didn’t want to

You're reading ahead again. Colin said he'd make arrangements, he didn't say when. You think either of them would leave Willie?

“Okay, he may not exist?” I asked. “Aliases are common,” Mark said folding his arms over his chest. “All he needs is an ID, which he can get with an address where’s he receiving mail.” He said as Stan was again typing. Mark looked over at the screen. “Do you know this area of…” he looked closer. “…John’s Island?” I gave a shrug. “I know the island, but I’ve not been there in a while. It’s developing very quickly.” I thought about it for a minute. “When Mom was growing up on the neighbor

Don't read ahead. There's a plan. I promise.

We did spend time with Willie even after he had the disc inserted. He looked surprised when it was finally in. “That’s it?” Willie asked from the exam table. Colin frowned. “What do you mean, that’s it?” I laughed. “What did you expect?” Willie sat up, leaning on his elbows. “I don’t know…pain?” He held a hand up. “Not that I’m complaining, but that didn’t hurt at all.” George laughed as he put the instruments he used away. “That’s the whole point of medicine. To stop the pa

I tangled webs. I have something in mind. Wait and see.

We stayed out as long as Willie could stand it, but the tingling got to be too irritating for him. Taking the elevator, Colin pressed a button for a floor and the elevator moved. I smiled as I knew what Colin was doing. When the elevator stopped, Willie was going to get out, but stopped. “Get out, Willie,” Colin said pointing to the hall. “But this isn’t the correct floor,” Willie said looking at a floor he’d never seen. I grinned. “Get out anyway.” The difference was the floor h

It was on purpose. They knew that whoever was out there would strike when the security was not as strict. When they were kidnapped, they went, knowing what might happen. It was on purpose. They passed a person on the way out and could have said something, but didn't. It was planned.

We headed back to Willie’s room. Gabriella walked ahead with Willie as they talked. He looked so…different. After he’d gotten cleaned up he looked almost human again. His eyes still needed moisture and his overall skin needed moisture, but he looked good. “He’s doing well,” I said to Colin quietly. Colin nodded. “He is…for now.” He said sadly. I was not prepared for that. “For now!?” Colin nodded. “He has…these moments.” He looked for words to tell me. “He’s fine right now. He h

Getting Willie back was not hard…well…it was hard maneuvering things back up. What impressed me was George had things planned out perfectly. Two of the men he brought with him were in EMT uniforms. The other two were dressed as city transit employees, complete with badges! When we came out on the platform, there was a cop that saw us and stopped us. “What’s going on here?” The policeman asked seeing the gurney. George smiled. “Well, this man was found in an abandoned portion of the subwa

Yes, we all know we need the gay beaten from us. Why fathers think they can get rid of our "unnatural affections" is beyond me. My father was an ultra-conservative Baptist minister who tried to SHOCK the gay out of me with therapy. Aversion Therapy. Electrodes that shocked your junk when aroused by a gorgeous man. I wrote about it a little in North Meets South. He never just hit me, but in ways, it was worse. He believed in spare the rod and spoil the child, so he did hit, but how he treated me was as bad. All that therapy did was force me farther back in the closet until I almost died from my physical revulsion to a marriage I didn't want, but had to have to..."look right." Dad was concerned more about what others thought and what he felt they'd see. A gay son was not going to happen in his family. We aren't possessed or evil, we love humans that are our gender. I've said it many times. If we weren't supposed to, it would be a commandment. It isn't. I'm not evil. Neither are you. No, I steer away from the psychedelic "pow" and other things. I wanted a more cerebral approach to vampires. And putting my Daniel as one, he doesn't die. You probably figured that out. Willie is a good man. He was turned like everyone except Devon, against his will. I do refer a lot to TV and stories because that was my babysitter. I relied on them to keep me grounded. If you want, I'll tell you about my real father. Captain Kirk! He taught me everything I needed to know. Play nice with others regardless of what planet their from. Be firm and don't give in. Believe in mankind. (I don't go so far as to go to conventions, wear costumes or rubber ears. That would be too much for me. I'm not that hard core.)

Stay tuned. The same bat-time, the same bat-channel! (That reference may be hard for those born after 1980.)

As good as things were going we didn’t hunt every night, so the following night we left VUN before sunset to check on Willie. Colin and I discussed it and Colin decided that Willie had to come with us. He couldn’t stay hidden forever. As Colin explained before, Willie really didn’t have a day and night. He was a vampire, but content to stay in the old abandoned tunnels and never left. He woke when he woke and hunted when he was hungry. We got to the old abandoned ticket office for the abandone

After getting something to eat, we met together back in the room where the agents worked. Gabriella had shown she might be as good a tracker as Alex. She was too pleased she’d proven she was more than just Colin’s daughter. Colin wasn’t happy about it, but what could he say to her? Don’t come anymore? Alex was not happy either. The human male was naturally protective. Gabriella was listening in a chair to their objections calmly, but in the end, she got up. “You know? I was watching a prog

Special to me that I scared to admit to? Where do you think that came from? Of course I did! And there's more coming about Mom and her new "friend."

I hadn’t realized just how long we’d been up until I came out to see Colin speaking with Ruben Chance. I looked at my watch. It was almost noon now. Colin came over and hugged me. “How are they?” “Mark’s alive. He woke enough to talk with Stan. Stan told him everything.” I smiled. “I pray Mark recovers, it will destroy Stan if he doesn’t.” I looked at Ruben. “How does the FBI feel about agents that are involved with each other?” Ruben looked surprised. “I thought they already were in

Is he? I don't model a character from someone I know?

As I said in the beginning when we saw Stan and Mark were close, it was none of our business. The relationship was working for them. Should we have stirred the pot? “Should we have done that?” I asked Colin after we disconnected the computer link. Colin grinned. “Those two apparently have been dancing around each other for years. They need to stop dancing. Either say something or move on.” He hugged me closer in the chair we shared. “Remember when you asked me why I trusted you in the beginn

Stan has what some of us have, poor self esteem. He also has demons in the past that Mark wants to be careful about. The fact that Mark might consider Stan as more never even occurred to Stan. It is inconceivable to him until Devon and Colin tell him what the evidence is. There's more. I couldn't believe Daniel when he said he loved me! I didn't feel worthy. I had to ask if he was sure! It's a more common problem than people think.

We flew home to Charleston on a commercial flight. Gabriella was staying in Manhattan. Duh. We had the tablets Stan had mentioned and I was researching the files about Charleston on the plane. “The fact there is another vampire in Charleston is kind of…disheartening,” Colin said. “I lived there a while. I had no clue.” I nodded. “You weren’t supposed to,” I said simply. “Whoever this vampire is, they know how to cover their tracks.” “He might have been the one to turn Brett Marshall.

You got a hole in one!