Roswell Fanatics

Title: Midnight Rendezvous
Author: Dez/Jezebel Jinx/VampireQueen21
Category: X-over Dracula/Roswell
Couple: Dracula/Liz
Rating: Adult
Summary: Takes place the night of Liz catching Tess and Max kiss.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
A.N. After watching 4 Dracula movies I just had to write a story with him.


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Prologue

Roswell; 1996

Prowling the cold crisp darkness, he’s looking for his victim for the night. He’s in the mood for something sweet and innocent. For the past three months while he’d been sleeping he’d been dreaming of this beautiful dark haired girl, and he needed a woman that looked like her—then maybe she’d leave his head.

He doubted that she really existed, the only reason that he’d dreaming about her was because lately all he’d had to drink from and satisfy his sexual needs were blondes. While he walked he heard the faint sound of shoes hitting the pavement as someone walked.

The footfalls were soft but confident. Whoever the person was they’re small and light, but act like their 6’5 and 250 lbs. Sniffing the air lightly he smelled vanilla and strawberries, a female—at least he hoped it’s a female. In this day and age some men could smell like that too.

Listening for a few more seconds he determined that the person—hopefully a woman—was going to be walking into this alleyway. His muscles clench and flex, vaulting him up to a nearby rooftop where he waited for the person responsible for the footfalls that caught his ears.

Waiting impatiently he gazed up toward the sky and took a look at the planets on the move. Human eyes—even some vampire eyes wouldn’t be able to see the planets turning in the universe, but he took pride in the fact that he was old enough and special enough to be given the gift of a much more keen sight.

He came out of his self praises when he realized that the footfalls have stopped—right under him. Glancing down he saw a small girl with long dark brown hair. She’s young, he’s never been one for the blood of children, and in his mind she was still a child, she looked no more than 12.

What was this young girl doing out here at 1 o’clock in the morning. She should be in bed dreaming of wonderful things, not walking around in rat-infested alleys.

Moving slowly, as to not alert the young child of his presence, to the other side of the roof, he had this inclination to see her face. As he got closer to the edge his non-beating heart slammed into his chest, this child, this brown haired girl—she was the one haunting his dreams everyday.

He took a closer look; she’s younger than what he’d seen in his dreams. Not by much but she was younger, but there was no mistaking who this was, it’s definitely the girl of his dream—he smirked at the cliché.

TBC

Part 1

Roswell; 2000

Elizabeth Claudia Parker stared out the window, the rain cascaded down pelting the restaurant glass, and drenching the occupants outside. Her throat closed painfully as she watched in stunned silence. Just moments ago he had told her that it was her that he wanted to be with.

Now he went off and kissed that blonde bitch. Liz turned the lock, effectively locking the Crashdown doors. She shuffled slowly into the break room in a daze and changed out of her Crashdown uniform, surprisingly calm.

The emotions were hitting her heart like knives, stabbing at her and causing unbelievable pain, pain that she had never felt until that moment in time. Consumed with the overwhelming desire to run, she tried to fight it down but desire won out and she ran out of the Crashdown. Running as fast as she could down various alleyways and streets she finally stopped.

Sinking down to her knees, the rain from the streets seeped into her pants soaking her jeans, while the rain still pouring from above covered the rest of her body in water. Her tears flooding out her eyes, but it’s raining so hard she couldn’t tell what were her tears and what’s the rain.

Taking a few shuddered breaths she began to calm down. Max wasn’t worth this, he wasn’t worth this. She continued to speak those words in her mind, maybe if she said it enough times she’d begin to believe it.

Rising off her knees she leaned her heavy feeling body against the brick wall to her right. Breathing in and out was all that kept her from screaming out in anger and pain.

The cold rain continued to rush her in waves until she’s forced to turn back to the Crashdown to get out of the rain. Turning around she began her journey back to the restaurant. Almost immediately she felt like she’s being watched, glancing around quickly she took in her surroundings not sure whose watching her but knowing with every fiber of her being that someone was.

Casting quick looks around she tried to find the source of her unease, but found nothing. The rain didn’t let up and she knew that she couldn’t stay out here for very much longer or she’d get sick.

Forgetting about the wariness she felt she ran back to the restaurant needing to get out of the pouring rain. Watching her as she ran back was the handsome creature that saw her for the first time four years ago. And like the last time she had felt his presence but couldn’t find him.

Ever since he had seen her that night he had thought about her almost every second that he was awake. Not to mention she was still haunting his dreams only this time more so. He didn’t know what it was about her but no matter how hard he tried she was always in his mind.

After he saw her he had taken it upon himself to keep an eye on her, find out why she was haunting him—and ok he admitted it, he’s attracted to her. Watching her grow up into the young woman she was now, made him realize that he’s part of the reason why she’s haunting him.

If he had just let her go on her way and not followed her home or continued to follow her years after he first saw her beautiful face, she wouldn’t have been this big a part of his existence. After that night he had vowed to watch over her and protect her.

It was a nightly ritual for him, he would feed on a weak human, leave them there to die, and go to the nearest building to just sit and watch. When she was asleep he would jump onto her balcony with cat like stealth and protect her while she slept. At the times when she was having a nightmare he would sneak in through her window and soothe her tossing and turning body.

He had seen that incident with the dark haired boy and the blonde haired pixie, and how much Liz was hurt over it. The creature wanted to rip off both their heads, take the trophies back to his lair and set them on two pikes in his dining room.

That male, the one that was called Max had hurt his Liz for the last time, he’d make sure of that. He wouldn’t kill the pathetic alien—but he just might torture him for a few hours—maybe longer depending on his mood.

Rushing through the pouring night Dracula sat on the edge of Liz’s balcony waiting for her to come back into her room. He knew she would, tonight would be the night that he revealed himself to her. He’s waited long enough, Liz needed him now and he’s going to be there for her.

He didn’t have to wait for long, Liz walked in after five minutes soaked from the pounding rain, looking forlorn like she didn’t understand how this could have happened to her. Not like he really did either, who would want to throw away what they had with her? Nobody in their right minds that’s for sure.

Watching as she disrobed her soaked clothes he couldn’t help but feeling the quickening in his blood as it rushed to a certain part of his anatomy. Dracula shook his head the raindrops that had formed on his head sprayed out landing on the balcony with the rest of the cascading water. Here Liz was hurting and all he could think about was how sweet and delectable her lithe body was and how tight and warm he knew her passage would feel around his member.

Liz stripped down to her thong underwear—he was surprised at her choice in underwear, a thong didn’t seem like Liz’s choice in undergarments. But that just went to show you that you couldn’t know about people. Even if it’s something as simple as underwear selections.

She quickly took off that last scrap of clothing revealing smooth shaved lips. All he wanted to do now was lick that crevice and have her scream out his name in pleasure. He continued to watch as she walked over to her closet and took out her bathrobe shrugging it on, hurrying over to her desk she picked up a hair tie and arranged her hair up in a ponytail.

As she put her hair up she revealed her smooth and delicious looking neck; he could imagine what her blood would taste like. Warm liquid sliding down his throat, the slight metallic taste that was in all humans red life force, but also a flavor that would be uniquely Liz. A tiny hint of vanilla from all that lotion that she used, maybe even the sweetness of strawberries, he found that she tended to eat those a lot—especially when she’s nervous about something.

Dracula was so caught up in his fantasy of drinking her blood and changing her into a creature like himself that he didn’t realize Liz had left the room. He only noticed when he heard the bath water splash hard in the porcelain tub that Jeff Parker had ordered for Liz because she loved it so.

Steam radiated out of the room from under the closed and locked door. Ever since this whole alien thing came out she’s been locking her bathroom door; it’s because she didn’t want anybody coming in and catching her at a moment that she would rather have kept private.

Deciding to leave her to her bath the vampire leapt off her balcony landing solidly on his feet as the rain was crushed beneath his boots. Sniffing the air he picked up Max Evans’ scent hurdling himself through the pelting rain and wind he followed the scent to another one of the aliens homes. Michael he believed the alien’s name was.

Quiet and swift he stalked to the window and watched as a very soaked Max talked to Michael who was eating what looked to be the human version of breakfast. Milk and dry food—yum, Dracula sneered in disgust at what humans—even half-breed human’s put in their body.

The apartment was dark except for the small glow coming from the TV sitting on the counter. It would be difficult to see if his eyesight weren’t so enhanced.

He listened as Max told Michael what he had done with the blonde that had entered their close nit group, not too long ago. He heard Michael chew Max out for hurting Liz and he couldn’t help but feel a little jealous that this boy alien human half-breed was able to defend Liz while he—at least for the moment could only watch and stew in his anger. However he was pleased that someone was looking out for Liz, lately no one seemed to be looking out for her.

Michael got up and told Max to leave his home but Max wouldn’t listen to him. A scuffle broke out in the small apartment and there’s some pushing and shoving until Max slammed Michael into the fridge. You would think that Max wouldn’t want to get into a fight with his friend and brother who just recently got out of an abusive home.

If only Liz had looked at the signs—what kind of a man would fight with the guy he felt was his brother that was in an abusive home most of his life. Another example was when Max had hit Michael for disobeying an order. He hated to admit it but Liz was blind when it came to Max—or at least she was until tonight. Maybe now she’d see Max for the man—he smirked at that word—the word boy seemed more suitable for him that he really was.

Again he listened; the two were talking about a small camera that they had found while they fighting. Dracula figured that now would be a good time to leave. He wouldn’t want to be discovered here and blasted by those alien powers. The powers wouldn’t kill him but they would sure hurt like a son-of-a-bitch.

Thinking about Liz he figured that she had to be done with her bath by now or close to it. Vaulting up into the sky again he jumped quickly back to Liz’s balcony, he heard the sloshing of the water as Liz moved around in it.

For years he debated about when and where he should make his presence known, finally he had decided that now was the time. Opening her window he glided in with all the grace of a jungle cat. Concentrating he dried his clothes in a matter of moments. Now all he could do was wait until Liz exited her bathroom and came face to face with him.

TBC

A.N. When Liz becomes a vampire (which may or may not happen in this chapter you just have to read to find out) she will be able to go out in daylight, however Dracula himself cannot. The reason for her being able to go out in daylight is because in Bram Stokers Dracula he was able to go out in sunlight, but instead of Dracula being able to go out in the sun it’s just going to be that he carries the gene so whoever he changes has the possibility of being able to go in the sun or not. And Liz will be able too. Sorry if that was long and confusing but I couldn’t seem to make it any shorter.

Part 2

Liz rolled her neck side to side relieving some of the tension that has gathered at the top of her spinal column. The hot water from her bath helped a lot. Taking the pink sponge like ball that was resting on the floor she dunked it into the water and drenched it. Next she took the Vanilla bath soap and lathered it into the sponge making it all soapy.

Lifting her left leg up in the air she rubbed the delicious smelling soap deep into her skin, repeating the same motion for her right leg. Gradually she moved up her body and scrubbed her arms rather hard; it’s almost like she’s trying to get Max’s touch off her.

After washing the rest of her body Liz stood up and the water trickled down her naked form. Grabbing a hold of the bar on the side of her tub she eased out and wrapped herself in her light blue terry cloth bathrobe. She walked up to the mirror and looked at herself, thinking how could she have gotten suckered by Max, did she look like someone who could get conned by a guy? She used to think ‘no’, but now she wasn’t so sure. It’s obvious that she could be bamboozled since she was by Max.

What would she do when she saw him tomorrow, at school, at the Crash—should she just walk away pretend that she doesn’t see him? Maybe it would be better to confront him just get it all out in the open and tell him that it’s over? This guessing game was pointless, she knew she’d just decide the last minute before seeing him what she’d do.

Taking her toothbrush she squeezed some toothpaste out of the tube and began to brush her teeth. The dentist told her about 4 months ago that she needed to work on that a little bit. She only used to brush once a day, and twice if she had a date that night, but the dentist had advised her to brush twice a day everyday instead of just before a date. So she’s been following his orders for 4 months and had another appointment with him 2 months.

She finished her brushing, flossing, and the scrubbing of her face. Slowly she shuffled out of the bathroom still feeling the same way she was before she got into the bathtub. Granted some of the tension was gone, but she doubted that a bath would take away her problems and hurt feelings.

Moving her head down to lift the hair out from her bathrobe she walked out to her room. The moment she entered her room she felt like she wasn’t alone. She lifted her head back up, her hair still in her hands, standing before her was dark eyed god with his hair dripping wet and his shirt sticking to his body outlining his perfect chest.

Shaking her head and dropping her hair she stared up at this god that was in her room looking so virile and handsome that she couldn’t help but feel the urge to throw him on the bed, get on top of him and ride him hard. Wait—wait, she told herself, this wasn’t right, she shouldn’t be feeling this way about a stranger who, shouldn’t be in her room.

“Who are you?” Liz swallowed hard past the lump in her throat, watching his muscles clench and move under his sopping clinging clothes. The smirk that he gave her caused a flutter in her belly; this man just screamed sex—even when he seemed likes he’s not try to be sexy.

“You know who I am.” He whispered softly and seductively. She had to know who he was—after all he read her journal one night when she left it out on the balcony. Liz had clearly written that she was having dreams of a dark stranger. He read how vivid certain portions of her dreams were she wrote about some kills that he made—some of the women he pleasured. Liz even wrote that she found it odd that she would be dreaming about this stranger pleasuring other women.

“No, no I don’t.” Liz worked to sound convincing but it didn’t come out that way. “Really I don’t.”

“Yes you do my darling. I’ve been dreaming about you for years—and you have been dreaming about me. I knew when you looked at me the way you did.” Dracula didn’t mention that he read her journal, he had a feeling that she wouldn’t like that since it happened once before with that Michael character.

“Ok, maybe I do know who you are—but that doesn’t give you the right to come into my home and—“ Her voice faded as he inched closer to her invading her personal bubble. But it almost seemed natural for him to be invading her space; it didn’t really feel like he’s intruding on anything. Whenever Max got to close she felt it and wanted to push him away.

“And what? Cause these feelings? These desires?” He leaned in moving to kiss her supple lips; she even began to close the distance between them with her mouth and body until he’s only a millimeter away. When suddenly Liz pulled away from him and shook her head trying to deny her passions that were, he knew, burning inside of her.

Liz turned away from the man who invaded her bedroom. Scrubbing her hands over her face she let out a frustrated growl. She stared up at the ceiling like it would hold the answer to her silent questions, but alas it didn’t answer a single question.

Determined to not have this dark god—she shook her head again, no, don’t think of him as a god, think of him as an intruder. An intruder in your home, your room—your fantasies. She clenched her hands into fists irritated at herself that she couldn’t just stop thinking about this man and the fact that he had a gorgeous face, hard, rippled muscles, hair that just begged to be touched have her fingers thread through. Dammit even those powerful legs and arms that could hold her in place as he pounded her against a wall and make her come screaming his name.

Her eyes go wide at that last thought that crossed her quickly turning wicked mind. It’s not like she’s never had those kinds of thoughts before; of course she’s had those thoughts she’s a normal teenage girl who had sexual desires just like everyone else. But never before with a man that she caught in her room. Having those kinds of thoughts about Max, Michael, some stranger walking on the street, hell even Kyle, was normal for her, but not once about a prowler that was currently in her room.

Liz almost forgot that this man was in the room with her, that is until she felt those strong arms that she was just thinking about wrap around her tiny body. “What are you doing?” She stiffened in his grasp and prepared for the worst—whatever that may be.

“You seem confused, as to why I am here.” He purred close to her ear nipping lightly on the fleshy skin of her lobe.

She gasped at his cool lips touching her sensitive skin. “Tonight I have come for you. I’ve been dreaming of you and it’s time for you to become mine.” His lips rove down to her neck where she felt his teeth that were surprisingly long scrape against the slender column of her throat.

While his mouth loved her neck his hands were busy untying her robe, the belt fell to the floor with hardly a whisper. Liz didn’t notice, her concentration was on his lips that reeking havoc on her beating pulse. The flaps to her robe fell loosely open, his eyes stray to the opening and he’s captivated by her small body that’s just begging to be touched by him.

He ran a cool hand down her flat stomach slowly inching toward her smooth glistening lips. Liz’s mouth fell open in anticipation she knew what was to come and she knew she should be stopping him but she didn’t want too. Quite the opposite she wanted this dark stranger to do whatever he wanted to her body.

Dracula reading her thoughts loud and clear smirked evilly. “Your wish is my command darling.” He slid his finger down the dampness of her cleft as though she was his personal property that he could do with what he liked.

Her breath came out shaky. “Uhh, yes,” she could hardly believe that she was letting this happen. If someone had asked her yesterday if she would let a dark haired god touch her pussy after only knowing him for five minutes she would have laughed in his or her face and continued on her way. But seeing this man it’s no wonder she let him touch her like this.

Gently probing her pliant flesh, he stroked the sleek border of her labia, glancing up at her face for a brief moment to gauge her reaction to his loving. Her luscious lips were parted sensually in silent satisfaction; her gorgeous face was flushed as her body temperature rose.

“That’s it darling, lose yourself.” His deep accent sends shivered up her body. This couldn’t be for real, she thought this had to be a dream, a very delicious dream.

“No sweet child, it’s not a dream. This is reality.” Dracula’s fangs elongate and become sharper; tonight he was going to turn her into a creature of the night like himself. As he inched his incisors closer to her slim neck his finger was slowly penetrating Liz’s tight canal.

“Dracula!” A surprised, but pleased gasp escaped from Liz’s throat; her head fell back against Dracula’s shoulder, she had enough brainpower left to wonder how she knew his name when he had yet to tell her.

“You are so wet for me darling,” she instinctively began to ride his hand, her pelvis rocking against his palm. “So beautiful.”

The vampire scraped the sensitive skin at her neck and leisurely sank his teeth into the column of her throat where her pulse was beating quickly from the pleasure that she was enduring. He only managed to get one deep gulp of blood before there’s a knock on Liz’s door.

Automatically Dracula placed his hand over Liz’s mouth; startled she accidentally bite down on his palm and small trickles of his blood seep into her mouth. Surprisingly his blood tasted sweet, like a chocolate kind of sweet but also not. Swallowing the blood she felt the coolness run passed her tongue and down into her throat.

He disengaged his finger from her passage loving how Liz moaned her displeasure at the loss and whispered low in her ear. “I’ll be back tomorrow night my love. Don’t tell anyone about me.”

And just as quickly as he came into her life he was gone. The knocks at her door became louder, “Liz? Are you alright?”

“Yea dad, I'm fine.” Liz closed her robe and breathed out working to control her ragged breathing.

“Are you sure?” He continued to speak through the door. “I thought I heard you cry out.”

Liz opened the door to find the face of her worried father. “I just stubbed my toe, I'm fine, really dad.”

“What’s that on your neck?” Jeff Parker noticed the bite mark the looked more like a bruise on his daughter’s neck.

“That’s a hickey dad.” She might as well tell as much of the truth as she could. Not to mention Liz knew that talking about her love life was a good way for her father to quickly leave.

Blushing slightly, her father stammered saying a quick goodbye and went back into the living room, with her mother to finish watching their movie.

Closing the door she leaned her forehead against it. The cool feeling of the wood calming her heated body down. Turning her gaze toward the open window she couldn’t help but wonder what tomorrow night had in store for her.

Changing for bed she closed her window, staring out it for a second longer than normal. On cloud nine she glided over to her bed lifting the covers she crawled in cuddling her face into her pillow wishing it was—Dracula—for the first time that evening she realized the significance of that name.

Sitting up she placed her head in her hands and let out a frustrated moan. She had the hots for Dracula and he was like the king of vampires. All this time she thought that he was just fictional character in Bram Stoker’s novel. Well, if aliens were real that why shouldn’t vampire’s be real. Knowing that she had a lot to think about she turned off the lights and laid down, she’d do her thinking tomorrow when it’s a new day and she didn’t have so many emotions beating at her heart and soul.

TBC

A.N. I'm sorry that this hasn’t been added to in a while. But I'm kind of stuck my muse seems to only want me to work on stories that aren’t even posted anywhere so I have to do what my muse tells me to do. Part 3 will probably be split into 3 parts because their coming out so slowly but I just want to post something to you can enjoy that while I write the next part.

Part 3a

That morning Liz had not wanted to rise, she was lethargic and could barely open her eyes, let alone keep them open. All she wanted to do was curl up tight underneath her covers and wait till nightfall for the arrival of her midnight visitor. But ultimately her dedication to school won out and she managed to drag her heavy feeling body out of bed and dress.

Shuffling to the kitchen she saw a note her parents left her telling her that they had already departed for a day long restaurant convention in Albuquerque. The note told her that the assistant manager her father had hired a year ago was going to open the restaurant so Liz wouldn’t have to worry about it, and for that she was thankful. Liz didn’t think she’d have enough energy to yawn at the end of the day let alone open the restaurant up.

After she had five cups of coffee she began to feel more like a human and less like a zombie. Liz had a feeling that she knew why she was out of it. If from what she remembers about vampires and turning into one, Dracula had taken far more blood then what she drank from him.

Liz chuckled slightly to herself, she would have figured that she’d be in denial about the whole vampire thing. But she guessed that living with aliens made a lot more things possible to believe. She wondered if there were really werewolves, mummies that come to life, and Frankenstein creatures. That’s something she might have to ask Dracula about later.

When she left her house for school the sun was too bright for her and she had to go back inside and get her sunglasses. While striding down the sidewalk on the way to her bus she thought about how she would feel if she became a vampire. She kind of liked the idea, you got to stay young forever, never have a blemish on your skin, you could learn everything because you’d live forever. But then again—you would also have to watch your friend’s and families shrivel up and die while you remained the same.

Walking down the halls of Roswell High School Liz was still in a slight daze and she almost walked right passed her locker. This morning when she woke up she found the bite mark that had been left on her neck was healing rather quickly—a lot quicker than a hickey would have. Where she had two little holes in her neck the night before she now had a black and blue bruise.

Shrugging her backpack off Liz opened it and placed her books into the locker; they felt like they weighed a ton. After placing all the books into her locker she just stood there for a moment and gazed blankly at all the books piled haphazardly around the small containment area. The bell ringing was the only thing that snapped Liz out of her stupor.

Grabbing the book for her math class she hurried to the room barely making it before the second bell rang. Till lunch she managed to avoid the entire group, at this moment the last thing she wanted was to talk to anybody…that included her friends.

Liz still didn’t know what she’s going to do when she saw Max or Tess. She didn’t really blame Tess…not really. It’s not Tess’s fault that Max couldn’t resist her, apparently he had a thing for blondes…Liz saw how Max took long glanced at some of the big breasted blondes that walked around the school.

Liz never got jealous because she knew that Max was with her, it’s not like she never looked at other guys, it’s natural to look at the opposite sex even if your seeing someone. But she never would have thought that Max would have cheated on her with anybody, obviously she was wrong.

At lunch she saw Max looking around the quad for her, she thought about going over there, sporting the black and blue hickey on her neck but she really didn’t want to deal with Max right now. So instead she went to library and ate her lunch there while reading up on vampires, the legends, the myths, everything, including more about Dracula.

TBC

Part 3 B

The Quad; Lunch time

“Maxwell, what are you doing?” Michael strode up behind Max whose not paying the least bit of attention to him.

“Huh?” Max spoke distractedly. He’s been trying to find Liz all day, he needed to talk to her about Tess and how he had a flash with her…but that would mean he would also have to tell her about the kiss they shared.

“I asked you what are you doing, but by the wandering of your eyes I already know.” Michael plopped down across from Max shaking his head, he knew Maxwell was going to tell Liz about the flash he had with Tess…and that had got to be the dumbest thing he could do. What partial thinking male would tell the girl whom he thought was the love of his life that he had a flash with some other chick…the chick that the love of your life hates?

Max continued to look around the quickly filling quad, if he couldn’t find Liz at school he’d wait for her at the Crash he knew she had to work today after school. And her parents were out of town for two days so they wouldn’t be glaring at him for waiting till Liz closed. No matter what he would talk to her today.

History Class

Liz had forgotten about her history class, in history she had almost everyone from the ‘I Know an Alien Club’ with her, the only person not a student in that class was Tess, at the moment she had math…last Liz remembered. As of now Max and Maria were trying to get her attention both for their own reasons.

Maria to talk about her latest Michael crisis and to find out why Liz hadn’t called last night like she promised. And Max to try to get Liz to meet him somewhere and to question her on the hickey that’s visible on her neck…the one he knew he didn’t put there.

Today was sort of a free day in class, their normal teacher was out today with some sort of illness, and in his place was a fresh faced just out of college woman. The five cups of coffee from this morning were quickly wearing off and Liz could feel the dryness of her eyes every time she blinked. It’s becoming a chore to keep her eyes open so she could read up on vampires.

When she saw Dracula tonight she wanted to ask questions about their abilities, if there were different kinds of vampires, not to mention if she’s going to be on the dinner menu in the near future, and if she was if she could at least be turned to a vampire so she’s not dead.

Maria finally tired of being ignored leaned in close to Liz to whisper into her ear. “Liz how come you didn’t call last night? I had major Spaceboy gripage to get out…and I couldn’t exactly talk to Alex about this stuff. Well, I could but he wouldn’t listen to me.”

Deciding that she couldn’t keep what happened last night a secret from her best friend she turned her whole body in her desk so she’s facing Maria. “I was a little busy last night and I couldn’t really find the motivation to call you afterwards, all I wanted to do was sleep.”

She watched as her blonde haired friend’s eyes go wide as saucers, Maria saw the fresh hickey that graced her normally unblemished neck. “Whoa. So did you and Max fix what was going on…wait what am I saying of course you did after all that hickey speaks volumes.” Maria grinned wide.

“No, Maria it wasn’t Max that gave me this love bite, in fact last night Max kissed Tess, I saw them out through the Crash window. And this was right after he told me that I was the only woman he wanted, and the woman he loved.” Liz confided to Maria, Max couldn’t hear her, he’s too far away, and even if he were close enough he wouldn’t be able to hear her because of the dull roar in the classroom.

But to be honest, she didn’t really care if he heard. As far as she’s concerned that chapter of her life was over for good.

“Oh honey, I'm so sorry about Max…but then how did you get the…” she motioned to her own neck.

“Umm, that part I'm going to have to tell you later. Like when we’re not in a classroom full of our peers.” Liz grinned at her long time friend, feeling a little relief at telling someone what happened last night…even if it was only a small part.

TBC

Spoiler for part 3 C: A surprise visitor comes to history baring gifts.

A.N. Sorry I know I said that I would post this part Monday or Tuesday, but something came up yesterday and I couldn't find the time to post it. I hope everyone likes this part.

Part 3 C

~Still In History Class~

Glancing up at the clock above the door Liz saw that she still had 30 minutes left of history. She didn’t think that this day would take so long to be over. All she wanted to do was go home, wait for nightfall and have Dracula sweep her off her feet.

Liz rubbed at her eyes and yawned her body trying it’s best to stay awake when a beautiful blonde woman dressed in black leather pants and a burgundy top comes gliding into the room instantly enrapturing all the males in the room. Her eyes, which were a vibrant green, immediately fell onto Liz and a gleam flashed quickly deep in her eyes.

The substitute teacher, who had asked us to call her Erica, stood smirking at the blonde woman as if she knew exactly why she was here. “Are you here because of…” she trailed off not wanting to give away too much to the class she’s teaching.

“Yes, I'm here to see Elizabeth Parker.” The visitor had a deep and husky voice that caused the male population of the history class to think of hot nights between the sheets with the woman. “I wouldn’t have thought that you had heard anything about it…after your change I figured you never wanted to see or hear from any of us again?” Kitty questioned her once close friend.

While yes Erica was a substitute teacher…now, before she was a vampire, but she became bored with seeing the same face everyday and only existing in darkness. So she went to a powerful shaman one night that turned her back to a mortal.

Most of Kitty’s kind looked down on mortals; they were considered lesser beings that need to be dominated. Not that she didn’t mind a good mortal every once in a while but she preferred her own kind. But now that Erica changed back to a mortal she was even more of an outcast, the majority of the vampires felt that Erica needed to be killed to keep their secret from the public. Fortunately for her the council members felt that Erica could keep the vampires secret.

“Are you kidding Kitty, The Prince chooses a lifemate that’s not something that travels quietly.” Erica told the vampire. “So why exactly are you here?”

“I'm here to give Miss Parker some gifts from the Prince.” Kitty turned to the brown haired girl who was staring at the two women with wonderment and confusion in her eyes.

The women had not been keeping their conversation quiet, so the class now knew that a Prince was vying for her attention and that these women were/are a part of a secret group. This was stuff that she would have rather kept hidden but now there’s no point…the only good thing was that nobody knew it was the Dark Prince Dracula and that he’s a vampire.

“Kitty, you’re not known for being a messenger…even if it is for the Prince.” Erica stated curious as to why Kitty would be delivering things, the one thing she hated more than anything is to be subservient. She had a problem with that when she mortal, and when she became a vampire that dislike grew.

“For a few reasons, one I wanted to see Elizabeth for myself, two the Prince asked me to go shopping for her, and three he’s taken care of me when I needed it…it’s the least I could do.” A shadow crossed Kitty’s face, Erica knew something had happened to Kitty but it was something that even her, one of Kitty’s closest friends didn’t know what caused the dark shadow in her eyes.

“Would you rather talk to Miss Parker outside?” Erica questioned changing the subject.

“No, the Prince wants to stake his claim if you will.” Kitty’s thankful that Erica changed the subject. The last thing she wanted to think about right now was the fact that she was betrayed by the vampire that made her.

He had told her that her mortal family would remain safe after she had been turned centuries ago, but he lied and killed them himself. Told her later that wild dogs mauled them and that he was too late to save them.

Kitty believed him, she had no reason not to. Till one night he became drunk off one of his victims and began to spout off about all his kills…one of being her family. That was the last night he had ever seen, she killed him, in the most violent and vengeful ways imaginable. Afterwards she went to Dracula who took her in for months, caring for her, helping her. Vampires took care of their own, have since the beginning.

“Alright, I surrender the class to you for a brief while…make sure it is brief.” Erica grinned taking her seat at her desk content to watch the show play out.

Kitty smiled at her friend than turned toward Elizabeth, she practically glided over to Liz and a secretive gleam entered her eyes. Stopping in front of Liz her grin widened showing her sharp eyeteeth confirming Liz’s suspicions of what this Kitty was.

“Elizabeth Parker, I'm Katherine Trueblood but you can call me Kitty. The Prince has told me so much about you.” Kitty put her hand out for Liz to shake which she immediately did.

“It’s nice to meet you Kitty.” Liz and Kitty share a secret smirk that caused the already confused faces of her classmates to become even more confused that they look like they didn’t know which way was up.

Granted there were a few people in the class who could care less who Liz was talking too. But for the majority of the people Liz and her stunning guest had their undivided attention. They wanted to know whom the Prince was and why he was after small town girl Liz Parker.

“Now, the Prince asked me to purchase some gifts for you for tonight. He will be picking you up 8 o’clock if you say yes that is. And he would love it if you wore what I have picked out.” Kitty continued to smile, she loved shopping, for her it’s a natural high.

“Yes for seeing him this evening, and a maybe to wearing what you bought, because while I love your style I don’t know if it’s me.” Liz reluctantly told her, she highly doubted that she could pull off what Kitty’s wearing.

“Oh don’t be ridiculous, besides you will love the dresses I bought. I purchased a few so you could choose which one you liked better.” She assured her, “As we speak they are being delivered to your home.”

“Did Dr…the Prince pick out anything himself?” Liz wondered if he sent people out to get what they thought would look good on his women and didn’t put any thought into it himself.

“Yes, he picked out 3 items, which by the way he never does. He’s sure or at least mostly sure that you’ll love them, he just sent me to pick them up. So enough chatter.” Kitty walked over to the door and spoke to someone outside, seconds later a small man strode into the room carrying three small wrapped packages.

He placed the gifts in front of Liz, bowed, than left without saying a word. Liz glanced at the boxes somewhat confused, she didn’t know whether to open them now or wait till she didn’t have so many people peeking over her shoulder.

Kitty made the decision for her, “Well don’t just stare at them…open them.” Dracula had made it very clear to her that the boys of Liz’s school were to know that she was taken. And since Dracula couldn’t come out in daylight and claim her himself, it had to be done via extravagant gifts.

Not needing to be told twice Liz tore through the first package, inside was the most gorgeous necklace that she had lain eyes on. The chain was made of diamonds and garnets, under the diamonds were medium sized teardrop diamonds, and in the center was a quarter sized garnet dangling down elegantly.

“Oh my God, this is beautiful.” She turned the gift over to Maria automatically so she could get a good look at it.

Quickly Liz opened the next two boxes to find two different sets of garnet and diamond earrings, and diamond and garnet bracelet.

“Could you tell him that I love the jewelry?”

“Of course, so the limo will pick you up at 8:00 p.m. Now if you need some questions answered that you don’t really want to ask the Prince,” she took out a business card, it’s black with red and silver lettering, and handed it to her, “just give me a ring and I’ll answer them for you. Have a wonderful time tonight.” Kitty winked at Liz and left the room quietly and swiftly.

Maria leaned over for the second time that day to whisper in her ear. “You and I are so going to have to talk about this Prince guy after school. I want many details.” Maria grinned both elated for her friend but also upset that she hadn’t told her anything about anything till she asked about it.

“How about this, tonight you can help me get ready for my date and I’ll tell you about everything…or almost everything.” Liz blushed at the memory of what Dracula did to her. She could hardly wait for this evening.

TBC

A.N. This part is kind of short sorry but I'm having a small case of writers block.

Part 4

Finally the last bell of the day rang signaling the end of the school day. Liz jogged to her locker in a rush to get the books she’d need this weekend and get home so she could change for her date with Dracula.

However as she rounded the corner to the hall where her locker resided there was the small crowd of the Pod Squad. This was not what she needed right now; in fact this was the last thing that she needed.

Slowing down her hurried pace to a calmer stride she continued somewhat reluctantly to her locker. Stopping in front of her locker she began to turn the combination lock when Max grabbed her wrist rather roughly effectively ceasing any movement.

“What’s going on Liz?”

“That’s really none of your business.” She forcibly ripped her wrist from Max’s grip and continued with her task.

“It becomes our business when you’re jeopardizing our secret.” Isabel spoke up from behind her brother.

“I'm not jeopardizing anything, I have a life outside the alien abyss, that’s it. It’s not like I'm shouting your secret from the rooftops of Roswell.” Liz opened her backpack and grabbed the books she’s going to need including the books on vampires she checked out.

“Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a date to get ready for.” She closed her locker beginning to walk off only to have Max grasp her shoulder turning her around to face him.

“Liz, I thought we were good again? Last night at the Crash we talked and…”

“Yea we were good…that is until I saw you outside the Crashdown sucking Tess’s tongue down your throat. So after that any sweet words or promises you made have become void.” Liz swung her backpack over her shoulder and turned again leaving Max standing there with shock radiating from every angle of his face.

Max didn’t even hear Michael come up behind him until the firm hand slapped his back. “She saw ya huh? You know for the first time in a long time…I'm glad I'm not you.”

Isabel stood to Max’s other side with a questioning look on her face. “What’s going on Max? What did Liz see?”

“Maxwell here sucked face with Tess and Liz saw. In fact genius right here kissed her in front of the Crashdown.” Michael explained.

“Back off Michael, it was an accident, I didn’t mean to kiss her, it just felt like I was compelled too. Something was pulling me to her.” Max tried to justify what he did, but it came out a little weak.

“But wait, last night, didn’t you tell me you were going to see Liz and try to fix the slight distance issue that’s been there since Tess came here?” Isabel knew that Max loved Liz…even if it did have sort of a stalker quality to it.

“He did, and then he fucked up.” Michael was almost giddy at Max’s misfortune, he felt bad for him sure but that didn’t mean he can’t take some minimal amount of pleasure when he screwed up.

“You kissed Tess after you made up with Liz? In front of her parents place of business, where she was just getting off her shift? Hate to say it Max but you’re an idiot, no wonder Liz moved on.” Isabel leaned against the wall behind her shaking her head at her brother’s stupidity.

While standing there Isabel waited for one of her brothers to ask one of the two questions that had been churning around in her head since that woman came into history class. One, how did Liz meet a guy so quickly, and two what kind of Prince came to Roswell, New Mexico and became so enraptured by a local girl that he showered her with gifts not even 24 hours after meeting her? But when neither speak up she asked the questions herself.

“Iz has a point Maxwell, how did Liz find a new guy that quickly. I mean you left the Crash at what…10? 10:30 last night right?” Michael continued after Max nodded. “So what did she do to get this guy to buy her expensive gifts after not even 24 hours of knowing him? Give him a blowjob or something.”

“Liz wouldn’t do that with a guy she just met, that’s just not her.” Max told Michael through clenched teeth.

Michael rose his eyebrows in skepticism, after all he had read her journal and there were some very steamy entries, some were dreams, others day dreams, and Liz wasn’t as innocent as she had everyone think.

TBC

A.N. Sorry for the delay. I had to work out some things in my mind with this fic, and I came up with something that wasn’t originally in my outlines. I hope you like it.

This part is going to be a little repetative but I found that when something changes (like breaking up with a b/f or g/f) you have people wanting to know what's going on. But after this part, Max kissing Tess, will fade into the background.

Also I know I said this part would be the date, well, it’s not. It’s actually going to start in 5 B and continue into part 6. So hopefully you don’t mind waiting.

Part 5 A

Bustling waitresses, satisfied customers, and yelling from Jose was what greeted Liz as she walked through the Crashdown doors. Her father was busy taking a customer’s order, covering for Amanda who called in sick 2 days ago and hadn’t been heard from since.

“Lizzie,” Jeff gave his daughter a warm hug as he walked behind the counter giving the order he took to Jose. “How was school?” He grabbed a cup filling it with ice and coke, placing the beverage in front of her.

Deciding to leave out what occurred in history class she replied, “Nothing much, we had a sub in history so we had kind of a free day.”

Her father nodded his head. “And, ahh, how’s the Max Evans, you still seeing him?” Hoping against hope that she’d say no. Max just rubbed Jeff Parker the wrong way and it didn’t sit well with him that his daughter was interested in the boy.

All the child did was sit at a booth and stare at his little girl. It was no wonder Jeff hated the little prick. But he had to be honest, if it had been any boy eyeing his daughter he would have the same reaction. When he looked at his Little Lizzie he still pictured her sitting on his knee, playing with his nose and saying ‘Dada’.

“Actually, I broke up with him this afternoon.” Liz avoided her father’s gaze, playing with the pages of her notebook.

To say that Jeff was astonished over Liz’s confession was an understatement. From what he saw Liz shared the same feelings that Evans did, and suddenly their not dating. “What happened honey?”

Grabbing the coke Liz took a large gulp before answering. She’d never been that open about her love life with her parent’s or to anybody besides Maria, so telling her father about the break up with Max was hard to do. “Umm, he kissed another girl after telling me he only wanted to date me.” Liz hoped that’s enough to satisfy her dad’s curiosity, but she should have known it wouldn’t be.

Jeff wanted to wring that little shits neck for hurting his baby. “When did this happen?”

“Last night, after his own speech about wanting me and only me, I was closing up and saw him kissing the new girl.”

“Do you want me to kill him for ya?” Liz let out a loud laugh that drew the stares of the customers. She placed a hand over her mouth stifling an oncoming laugh.

“As much as I would love that dad I think that’s a little extreme. Maybe a good beating would suffice?”

“It’s done.” He spoke so seriously Liz almost couldn’t tell if he’s kidding. She hoped he’s kidding anyway.

“Thanks dad, I needed a good laugh, now however I must go upstairs and get some of this homework done before Maria comes charging over here.” Liz picked up her drink and backpack literally bounding up the stairs, she could hardly wait to see what Kitty bought her for tonight.

To her surprise there wasn’t just 3 or 4 dresses hanging on the clothes rack that had appeared in her room, but what looks to be 25 dresses and outfits. By her nightstand were 10 shoeboxes and there was no doubt in her mind they were filled with designer shoes that would go with at least one outfit on the clothing rack. Liz was glad Maria was coming over, she had always been able to help in a clothing crisis.

Before long an anxious knock sounded on her bedroom door and her friend came in without waiting for Liz’s answer. “Oh my God, how rich is this Prince guy?”

“He comes from…old money.” And he’s as old as his money. Liz chuckled slightly, she just attracted these supernatural beings, couldn’t she find a normal guy that didn’t come from a far away planet or was centuries old?

“You have got to tell me everything.” Maria dragged her friend to the bed and got comfortable.

“Ok, well last night after Max told me he wanted me not Tess, I was closing the Crash and I saw him and Tess kissing.” Liz took a deep breath smothering the wave of pain that still came when she thought of the betrayal. She didn’t want to be hurting over this, but she couldn’t help it.

Maria saw Liz’s eyes mist over but fought the tears threatening to fall. Grasping Liz’s hand in hers she squeezes supporting her friend as best she could. “You don’t have to fight those tears you know. If you need to cry do it.”

“No, I cried enough last night, I might cry more later but tonight it’s something I don’t want to do.” She breathed in deep again and continued with her story.

“So after I saw them I ran out of the Crash—“

“Wait, did you run out through the front or the back? Cuz if you ran through the front I gotta figure Max would have spotted you and ran after you.”

“It was through the back. I was in the back room changing and I just couldn’t stand being there anymore so I ran out. So there I was out in the pouring rain getting soaked to the bone—“ For the second time that evening Maria interrupted her.

“And the Prince happened to be walking in the same area and rescued you…so to speak?” Liz just stared at her in annoyance. “Ok, ok, continue, I won’t interrupt again.”

“Thank you. Anyway after about 10 minutes of sitting in the rain feeling sorry for myself I got up and walked back to my room. I was still, obviously, feeling hurt and angry so I took a bath. When I got out there was this man was standing in my room. This hot, gorgeous, I-want-to-jump-him man.” She practically started to drool right there thinking about Dracula again.

“He was in your room? Did he like hurt you or anything? Was he a burglar?” Concern seeped from Maria’s voice.

“Maria?”

“I know, I know. I said no more interrupting from me but when you tell me something like this it’s hard to keep quiet. Ok so Mr. Hot Stuff is in your room…”

“Right, there I was in nothing but a bathrobe, now do you remember when I had those dreams about peoples death’s and that the murders were always made by the same man, I was about 10 at the time they started?” Liz leaned back on the bed resting her back against the mountain of pillows.

“The ones where you could feel what the killer felt. The pleasure he took from killing those people?” She remembered Liz coming to her one morning at school her face pale and with bags under eyes, from the evident lack of sleep.

Panicked and scared Liz confessed what she had been dreaming about for almost 2 months. Liz couldn’t handle not telling anyone; it was making her insane keeping all the violent images locked inside her mind. She had told Maria that sometimes when she looked at people she could see the blood that pumped through their veins flowing out of their neck staining anything it touched. Smell the metallic aroma wafting through the air.

Maria had tried to tell Liz it was just a nightmare and it wasn’t real, but she knew for a fact that it was real. And if she was honest with herself it made her nervous about Liz and what seeing the images might do to her mind. They had already caused her to lose sleep.

Over time Liz stopped telling her about the nightmares. Maria figured she had ceased getting constantly bombarded by the disturbing images. But instead she must have learned to live with them; it proved to her that Liz was strong enough to become the mate to the Prince.

TBC

A.N. This part is a little sappy, or at least sappy for me. I'm the kind of person who doesn’t show my emotions that often in front of people. I mean I have some friends that I’ve known for almost 10 years and they’ve only seen me cry once, some never. So for me this part is kind of sappy. Also near the end this has some slight Maria/Liz. I see vampires as very sexual creatures and it doesn’t matter if they’re lusting after a male or female.

Part 5 B

Maria’s POV

As I listen to Liz continue to tell her story I couldn’t help but feel guilty for deceiving her all these years. I wasn’t supposed to like her, let alone come to think of her as my best friend, but with Liz I couldn’t help it. Being almost 300 you didn’t get to keep a lot of the human friends you make, so you tend to stay away from humans except as a food source.

Liz made it impossible not to like her; my job was simple, I was supposed to protect her until the Prince could claim her as his. Granted the Prince had no idea of her existence till he began to dream about her, and it wasn’t confirmed till Liz was 12, but I could smell it on her, she belonged to the Prince and it was only a matter of time before he claimed her.

I was chosen to protect her because of my “special” ability, not many vampires could do what I could, which was shapeshift. More specifically I could turn into a small child and grow with each year so I seem human.

I was the only vampire with the ability that wouldn’t be tempted to feed off her. Unlike some of my other kind I didn’t and still don’t kill children, before I was changed I was a mother, if I killed a child I would see my sons face in whatever child I fed from. It was something I couldn’t do.

So for 8 years I’ve been growing beside Liz, sharing her fears, crushes, and everything else in between. Until Liz spoke with Dracula I couldn’t reveal myself to her for what I really am, knowing her she wouldn’t care that much, she’d still see me as her best friend. I know I need to tell her, it’s something I couldn’t keep a secret anymore.

“Liz?” I interrupt her, it’s obvious by her expression that she knew what I'm about to say was going to be big. Big enough that I didn’t even crack a smile when I stare at her to make her feel better.

When I didn’t say anything she spoke my name in question. “Umm, this is really hard for me so I'm just going to say it. I want you to know that I never thought I would have a friend like you and I feel terrible for keeping this from you. But I couldn’t tell you, I'm scared to tell you this because I'm afraid you’ll look at me different.” I took a deep breath.

“Whatever it is Maria you can tell me. I’ll always be your friend no matter what.” She told me but it’s hard to believe that when your secret was as huge as being a vampire.

“Hold that thought until you hear what I…need to tell you.” One more big breath. “I'm a…” Ok, maybe another breath, yes some vampires do breathe, it’s not too common but some maintain a lot of their human habits. “I'm a vampire.”

When Liz didn’t say anything I continue. “I’ve known you were meant for the Prince before I met you. I could smell that you were his, so I changed my appearance to look like a child and I stayed close to you to protect you.”

Again nothing said by Liz, I'm beginning to get worried. “I never expected to love you like a sister, there’s a reason why vampires never get involved with humans, it hurts too much to watch them grow up and die. There were so many times I wanted to tell you what I was and what your purpose was, but if I did the Vampire Council would have sent someone to kill me. It’s different now because you met the Prince and he revealed himself to you but then I couldn’t. Please say something.”

I watch as several different emotions cross her face. Confusion. Hurt. Anger. Worry. Love. But not disgust, not betrayal. “Lizzie?” I use the name that Alex and I use, no one not even Liz’s parents were allowed to use it.

“Are you sure you won’t be killed because you told me?” Surprise shot through me, although I didn’t know why. She’s always been there no matter what, why should this be any different.

“I'm sure, now that Dracula has contacted you, any vampire can reveal themselves to you and they won’t be killed.”

Liz nodded, without a word she leaned forward on the bed and wrapped her arms around me hugging me close to her. “My early comment still stands Ria. I will always be your friend, nothing can change that, not even the fact that you’re one of the undead.” I laugh, overjoyed by her reaction. “I mean Jesus, we’re friends with aliens I don’t think you being a vampire is going to put a crimp in the friendship.” They both lean back but stay close to each other enjoying the moment together.

“Ok, so you have to tell me everything, like when were you changed, what was your life like…” I hold up my hand cutting Liz off.

“As much I want to have a gab fest tonight, you need to get ready for your date with the Prince. He doesn’t like to be kept waiting.” I told her, wanting to explain everything about my life but Dracula wouldn’t take to kindly to his chosen mate being late.

She waved her hand in the air not worried about what Maria was saying. “Let him wait you’re more important.”

“Trust me Liz, you don’t want to be late, we have all day tomorrow to talk about my life and what it was like, but right now you need to decide which of these outfits you’re going to wear.” I stand almost gliding over to where the dresses were hung.

I watch as Liz thought about what I said, weighing the options, either going on a romantic dinner with Dracula the Prince, or have an informative girl talk for the whole night. “Drac can’t come out in the daylight can he?”

“No, which is why it is imperative you see him when you can, at night.”

“Wait, how can you be out in the daylight when you’re a vampire as well. I always thought that was impossible.” Liz’s expression was one of total confusion.

I sit back down on the edge of the bed. “Some vampires like myself and Kitty can be seen out in the day. Most vampires are like that, don’t really know why, but other vampires that are a very rare breed can’t, the sun hurts them so they stay inside during the daylight hours. Dracula is one of those vampires, he carries the component to change a human and becoming the same kind of vampire as he is.”

“So if I'm changed by him I’d become the kind of vampire that can’t go out in sunlight?” She didn’t know Liz was thinking about becoming a vampire. It wasn’t something she’d picture Liz thinking about.

“It’s possible. There have been a few vampires that The Prince has bitten and they’ve had the ability to go into the light, but others are like him.” I explain. “I never would have thought you’d want to become a vampire.”

“Well, I have to admit since I met Dracula last night it’s crossed my mind at least a hundred times today. I just can’t stop thinking about him, today in math I could have sworn he was in my head, knowing what I was thinking about. I think he even sent me an image of us together intimately, it felt like him.”

I smile wide listening to Liz, it’s more likely than not that the Prince was inside her head, now that he’s realized Liz was his he didn’t want to lose her. Not to mention she’s positive it comforted him to be close to Liz even it was in the mind.

She took a look at the digital clock by Liz’s bedside; they only have an hour before the limo was sent for her to be picked up. “Chica you need to decide what outfit you want to wear. The limo will be here soon.”

Breaking into a wide grin Liz rushed up to the various dresses looking at each, finally narrowing her decisions down to 2 dresses. One was a rather short velvet black dress, the hem rested against her upper thighs, and the neckline plunged deep showing a great amount of cleavage.

And the second dress was long, with a high slit, and blood red. It was strapless and had a built in corset, which pushed Liz’s breasts up till they were almost flowing out of the dress. Both looked fantastic on her, which made it all the more difficult to decide on a dress.

Finally after much debate back and forth with her Liz decided on the second dress, I watch as Liz stood in front of a mirror and pushed on her breasts. “Are you sure these are mine and they didn’t come attached to the dress or something?”

I'm able to look down the front of her dress causing me to lick my lips. I’ve always seen Liz as beautiful and lusted after her slightly, but until now in my mind I couldn’t admit that attraction since she didn’t know everything there was about me. Now that Liz knew what I was that attraction was stronger. “Trust me hon, those are yours. Now come here let me fix your hair.”

Liz sat on the bed as I raised her hair up on top of her head, letting some stray hairs fall down, I’ll curl them later when I'm done with the rest of her hair. “Are you sure I should have my hair up, won’t that just distract him or something?”

“Yes, somewhat, but it’ll turn him on like nothing else to see your bare neck. The same with any vampire, it’s basically saying I'm yours all you have to do is ask.” I finish with her hair then move to her make-up.

“So seeing my neck turns any vampire on? Male or female?” Liz bit her lips nervously.

“Yes.” I didn’t offer any additional explanation, waiting for Liz to ask something more.

“Does that mean it turns you on to see my neck bare?” Not quite knowing how’d she’d feel if Maria said yes.

I lean back and look directly into Liz’s eyes. “Yes, but I became attracted to you over the past two years.” Showing Liz that she wasn’t ashamed of her feelings, nor should be.

Liz smiled, “When did you know you were bi-sexual?” Curious about her friend, she suspected it for a little while when she saw Maria staring at her a little too long or another girl with a hungry look in her eyes, but she always thought it was her imagination.

“I’ve known for about 200 hundred years. My first experience with a woman was so good I wanted more, but I'm also extremely attracted to guys. It just means I have more options of who to sleep with or date then other people.” I smirk up at her and continue with Liz’s make-up.

The subject was set aside for now while Liz slipped into her 4 inch stiletto black heels. Before long there’s a knock at the front door, the limo’s there. Quickly she put on the jewelry Dracula purchased for her and rushed to the door. She hugged Maria and was off to her date.

TBC

Chapter 6: While Liz is on her date with Dracula, The Pod Squad, Alex and Maria have a meeting about what’s going on with Liz. Maria lies, Kitty makes an appearance, and someone is followed.

Chapter 7: Liz and Dracula’s date!!!

A.N. At the end of this chapter I'm taking…borrowing something from the Buffy-verse about Dracula. Where suddenly there’s a castle where there wasn’t one before.

I really hope this chapter is ok, I'm not that happy with it. Sorry in advance if it’s not very good. It’s better than it was before I took out the majority of the Kitty part, it was something that just didn’t fit. It was going to be this whole thing where she went back to the castle and spoke to Dracula letting her know what she found out from Maria and later from eavesdropping on the Pod Squad’s meeting but it just slowed down my writing and the story. I'm almost done with the fic actually. At the most there will be 5 more chapters at the least 3 more. So it’s almost done.

Chapter 6

Maria followed after the bodyguard Dracula sent and Liz down the stairs and watched as the duo exit through the back door. So many bombs had been dropped on Liz this past week, Dracula, vampires, her best friend being a vampire, her vampire best friend being attracted to her.

Everything that would have any normal person running for the hills and screaming in utter terror, but not Liz. Standing perfectly still Maria waited and listened for the limo to start and drive off, once it did Maria made her way back into the Parker’s apartment. From there she grabbed her purse from Liz’s bed, stepped out of the window and onto the balcony only to jump off the ledge to land solidly on her feet. Being a creature of the night definitely had its perks.

“Tsk-tsk Maria.” A sultry voice sounded from the shadows. Heels click on the pavement echoing down the empty alleyway.

Grinning she turned around, “Hello Kitty. Why are you following me and not Liz? I thought it was your job to track the Prince’s mate?” Although she and Kitty had never had any animosity towards each other they’ve also never had a great friendship. In other words Maria and Kitty were on alert around the other vampire.

“Since the Princess is now with the driver and three bodyguards the Prince has changed my assignment for tonight.” Kitty grinned. “Instead of Liz I am now watching you.”

“Me? Why?” Maria turned her entire body to face the blonde vampire.

“The open display of your abilities for one. How were you to know that it was only I that was in this alley? Those irritating little children that are obviously of the non-human variety could have been poking their noses where they didn’t belong and vampires would be exposed.” Kitty rose and eyebrow while keeping her voice calm and steady.

Coughing for effect Maria placed her hands on her hips and stepped toward Kitty a few steps. “First off, I cast my senses out and only felt you, second none of the Pod Squad would be here. They’re expecting me over at Michael’s place to discuss Liz and Tess and whatever they have in their head.” She shook her head, “Although why they think it is any of their business is beyond me.” Maria rolled her eyes upset at the aliens for constantly poking their noses where they most assuredly didn’t belong.

Nodding, Kitty, obviously distracted by her thoughts began to pace around the deserted alley. “Dammit, we don’t need them poking around in the Prince and his mate’s affairs.” Stopping she glanced over at Maria, “Go to Michael’s apartment, make sure they don’t inadvertently come up with the right conclusions. Try to get the guy with the big ears to talk about Tess, which might keep the conversation away from Liz for a little while.”

Without saying another word Kitty jumped high and onto a three-story building, making her way through the small city by way of rooftops. Maria lifted her gaze skyward, “What like I wasn’t going to do that? I’m not a fledgling.” Taking a glimpse at her watch she saw she has only a few minutes before the meeting was scheduled to start…yes they had a schedule. With a burst of vampiric speed Maria rushed to Michael’s arriving there about two minutes late…the meetings never started on time anyway.

Entering Michael’s apartment like it was her own she strode forward to where the rest of the group was waiting for her, hmm, guess the meeting did start on time for a change. “Sorry I'm late, busy at Liz’s helping her out with her date and everything.”

Why not rub the fact that Liz was on a date with someone not approved by the Pod Squad, didn’t mean she was going to tell them much more about it. “Can we get this show on the road, there are places I need to be.”

“We called this meeting because,” Max started going on and on about Tess and how she didn’t seem human and the most important matter, in his mind anyway, who was Liz seeing and how did she meet someone in less the twenty-four hours.

Maria had to fight from rolling her eyes, of course Liz didn’t meet him twenty-four hours ago, well technically she did but she’s known Dracula for years, ever since she started dreaming about him. So really when it came down to it Liz and Drac have been together for over six years, even if neither knew about the other.

“Listen let’s deal with the most important issue, Tess, why do you get the feeling that she’s not human? Maybe it’s just your dick that is pulling you to her. Ever think of that Max?” Maria moved the conversation away from Liz; at least for now, she’s sure the topic would come back to her.

“No, it’s not that.” At least not completely anyway, yes he was attracted to the blonde elf like girl but normally attraction didn’t force his movements. With Tess he couldn’t stop himself from placing his lips on hers. “Nothing makes sense, who could Tess be, is she alien is that why I'm so drawn to her, is she FBI and using some kind of pheromone on me?”

“Or you’re just too weak to resist her sluttish like charms.” Maria maliciously smiled at Max not at all sympathetic to him and his problems involving Tess. She didn’t care that it was something as simple as a kiss, Liz was still a teenager and that kind of thing was a huge deal to her.

Isabel stood and glared at Maria, “What would you know about any of this. You have no idea what we as aliens go through every day. Now I'm not saying that Max was right in kissing Tess, but if he felt that he had no choice then it’s definitely something that needs to be addressed.” She defended her younger brother not liking Maria’s tone one bit.

Maria simply shrugged her shoulders, not saying a word but letting Isabel know that she’d let Max say his peace. It would be interesting to hear what Max thinks about everything; somehow she knew it was going to be an idiotic theory.

“Since I didn’t have really any control of my body,” although he’s not as strong delivering that line as he had been moments ago, “I think that maybe Tess did something to me to make me turn away from Liz and go to her. And maybe this guy that Liz met last night was a ploy by Tess to make sure Liz stayed away from me.”

Maria had to fight the powerful urge to laugh her head off. Don’t worry Kitty there’s no problem with Max accidentally finding out about Dracula or vampires, he thought this was all about him. He didn’t know how wrong he really was, granted Maria knew nothing about who or what Tess really was, although she had her own suspicions about the blonde but she could guarantee that Dracula had nothing to do with Tess.

Alex who had since stopped watching Isabel and glanced at Maria noticed his friend’s apparent problem in keeping a straight face. “Ria? Are you alright?” He stood next to her resting his warm hand on her shaking back.

With difficulty she nodded. “Yea I'm great.” She struggled out. Tears were leaking out of her eyes from her trying to hold back the laughter. In case you were wondering she could act as good, even better than any Hollywood actress, how do you think she kept her secret all these centuries, but this was for the Pod’s benefit only. “Continue please.”

Reluctantly Max resumed his theories, “Tess knew I would never leave Liz so she got someone to be there when Liz saw Tess and I kissing, he obviously got to her at a vulnerable time and is now making sure she is kept away from me.”

Maria watched as the rest of the alien abyss nodded their heads agreeing with this assumption. “Now, what we need to do is first get Liz and get her away from this Prince guy, once we let her know what’s going on she’ll come back into the fold.” Max told them all.

“Sure if you say so Max.” Whispering to herself and she rocked back on her heels. She wouldn’t be surprised if they happened upon the Prince’s castle, wherever he goes a castle was magically erected. Pretty handy if she said so herself.

For the next hour she listened to how they were going to get Liz back and away from the “evil Prince” that held her hostage, if she didn’t know any better she’d swear Liz was a damsel in distress. But nothing could have been further from the truth. With their plan decided, with none of her help by the way, the Pod Squad, her and Alex left Michael’s apartment onto where Tess was. They’d get her to tell them where the man that took Liz was.

TBC