AN: Hello again everyone. I know it's been about a year since my last update. I've been busy with a bunch of other projects. Rest assured that there is more to come but I have no real timetable of how often.

I haven't had a chance to see HT3 yet but all the trailers looked like Johnny was still human. Damn Genndy, what gives? Everyone wants to see vampire Johnny already. Oh well, that's my rant. Enjoy this chapter that's kind of all over the place. Please let me know what you guys think.

Chapter 42
Always Knew

Mavis and Jonathan were sitting on the roof, the bright red sky of an upcoming sunrise eerily beautiful. They sat just watching Connor and Dennis chasing each other. They just smiled knowing that Dennis had found his best friend in Connor. While both of them were almost certain that Dennis and Winnie would zing one day, neither of them were in a hurry for Dennis to grow up. They just wanted him happy, knowing that one day that would include Winnie. But for now, the two boys could just be boys. That left Jonathan with another question; who would Connor zing with? It was fun to think about, but in the meantime, there was nothing better than watching the kids simply being kids.

"What are you thinking about?" Mavis asked to Jonathan.

Jonathan thought about it for a few moments. He debated telling her the truth, which probably would have been kind of disjointed since there were several things on his mind, from the two of their futures to Jenna's soon to be kids. In the end, he decided on something that might involve both of them someday. "Something that your dad said," was his answer, while trying not to get Dracula in any more trouble than he surely was. Shessomaru would surely be mad enough by their creating two new vampires without first consulting him. But then another thought rang through his head. He really needed to get registered with the monster world since he was now really a part of it.

"What was it this time?" Mavis asked with a sigh, sounding really annoyed. Her father had been the cause of a lot of contention between Mavis and Jonathan's family, but in the end, she couldn't hate him for it. And regardless, everything had worked out far better than she could have ever imagined.

"Drac always seemed to know that we'd get here someday; both of us being vampires, I mean." Mavis frowned at his line of thought, but Jonathan thought that ignoring it further would be bad for both of them. Dracula had said that one day Samantha might have to turn Brett into a full vampire in order to keep him as long as possible, so Jonathan thought that Mavis might have to do the same to him too. "I don't mean to upset you but why didn't you tell me?"

Again another minute passed as she looked up at Dennis and Connor playing in the early evening, both of the boys laughing from their game. Why had she dreaded this? There was only one possible reason for her apprehension but she had seen in the last few months that it had been silly. She should have listened to her dad all along. "Because I fell in love with Jonathan the human and was scared that Count Johnny might not be the same silly guy I love," she said with a nervous chuckle, despite the frown on her face.

"And?" Jonathan said with his own silly grin on his face, wrapping his left arm around Mavis, pulling her into his chest.

Jonathan's true intention for hugging Mavis had worked and she smiled again; her most genuine and confident smile. Her fears truly had been silly and she really should have known better. She had seen in the past couple of weeks that Ivan wasn't negatively affected by becoming a vampire and knew that Freddy and Sam wouldn't be altered all that much either. Surely Jonathan would have been the exact same silly guy that she fell in love with. "And I wished that I had done this sooner; turned you myself I mean. I love you this way just as much. Maybe even a little bit more."

Jonathan's smile was wider, full of joy. "When the time comes, if you need to would you make me full," he said planting his lips gently on Mavis's forehead, his left fang accidentally scraping her forehead which sent a huge wave of passion through her. "Make me a full vampire I mean, if I you need to."

Now it was Mavis's turn as she planted her lips on his, neither of them yielding the way Jonathan's human lips had to hers in the past. This kissing was so different than before a few months ago, but yet so right. There was only one way to make this night any better, and one thing was needed for that.

When the two of them separated, Mavis noticed some slight changes to Jonathan's body from the last few months. They were incredibly subtle, which would have never been detected by human eyes but she knew he was still aging faster than even Dennis was in the past year. But now, Mavis was confident. She knew that she was ready; ready to claim him in a way that would truly make him hers forever.

Mavis had asked Jacob about trying to convert Jonathan into a full vampire just after the fight with Gustav. He told her that he suspected that it wasn't as difficult or dangerous as when trying to convert a pure human. She would just have to inject him with enough venom to transition the last of the human elements out of him, but everything that he told her was pure speculation. Jacob had kept close tabs on all of his descendants, even Linda's children from behind the scenes. In fact, before Brett found his hidden birthright on his own, it had been more than four generations since the last hybrid had been awoken, and that wasn't a direct antecedent of Linda. Those awoken in the past, four in total and all girls before, were all killed by angry human mobs. The last was just after the turn of the last century, when monsters were still hunted by some humans. Jacob always assumed that they were killed by monster hunters, possibly even associated with the Van Helsings. And he couldn't help but to think of the way the Van Helsing hunters ended; Gustav being killed by his own bloodline, the side who allowed themselves to see the true nature of monster kind. And now his own bloodline would be linked to theirs even more so with the soon to be nuptials of his sister and Freddy.

As Mavis was pulled out of thoughts, Jonathan pulled his phone out and pressed some buttons. Within a few seconds, his mother was on the roof to watch the boys. A knowing smile came from Linda who whispered barely audible to both of them, "Have a good time." She wasn't exactly sure what the two of them intended to do, but was more than happy to watch the boys while they did whatever they wanted to do.

Jonathan jumped up and changed into his red-headed bat self mid leap and grabbed Mavis by the collar of her dress with his talons, flying the two of them into their bedroom setting her gently on the bed, much like Mavis had done a few times with him. It was something he hadn't done yet, but longed to. A way to show Mavis exactly how much he enjoyed this new, but completely awesome life. He transformed back into his humanoid self and was on top of her, the two of them happier than they had ever been before, save maybe twice: their wedding night and at Dennis's birth. The two of them knowing that they had forever and it was going to be incredible. But Mavis had other plans on this night.

Dracula had told her what he suspected she would have to do and it was the same as Jacob had said; just bite him. Let her venom flow into his system and that should be enough. Quickly, she turned over on Jonathan so that he was lying back down on the mattress as Mavis's knees straddled his hips. She kissed him all over his upper body, from his lips, cheeks, eyes, and then down to his neck working down to his chest, stopping with the spot of Jonathan's heart gently kissing there for a minute. A vampire's heart beat considerably slower than a human's, even the pace of Jonathan's was now was much faster than Mavis's own heart rate, and Mavis would miss it's assuring rhythm but there was nothing more than she wanted than Jonathan for eternity or however long they would have together. With the end of not only the monster hunters but also the monsters who hated humans, she suspected that it would be much longer than either of them could even imagine.

"Okay," Mavis whispered into Jonathan's ear, returning to his head.

A shuttered moan came from Jonathan expecting them to begin their intimacy, but that wasn't going to happen tonight; no tonight would be something much more meaningful than just making love. Mavis would make the commitment to keep Jonathan forever, sharing a piece of herself with him.

"Okay?" Jonathan asked. He almost panicked wondering what Mavis was going to do.

"I'm ready," Mavis said as she playfully nibbled on his ear. "You trust me, right?"

"You know it," Jonathan said with a wide smile, still unsure what she was about to do to him. "I love you Mavy."

"Me too. This is probably gonna hurt a little, but here goes."

Another moan from Jonathan as Mavis slowly began kissing the left side of his neck, gently massaging it with her tongue before, after a moment, she gently bit him. A slight flinch and then a yelp came from Jonathan at the entry of her fangs, but he still felt absolutely blissful. Mavis wondered if he knew what she was doing or not. During the few minutes her fangs were in his neck, she continued to lick his neck which still made Jonathan moan. She wasn't sure if it was pain or pleasure but she continued knowing that to not inject enough venom could make the conversion long and arduous. And then it was over; Mavis pulled her fangs out, and licked over the wounds to seal them. He would be forever marked as not only a bitten vampire, but one that belonged to Mavis. Something that he was all too willing for. Jonathan never lost consciousness from the change, since he had already gone through the most in depth parts of the transformation before. This change was just a matter of making him completely vampiric, so he would be bound to Mavis for eternity; something he already felt. That and also making sure that the two lived similar life spans.

Mavis watched his eyes turn deep crimson for just a split second, but then he blinked twice and they returned to his normal and familiar brown. Mavis was incredibly relieved since it looked like nothing would change with him. He was still going to be the exact same he was before. Granted in the last few years Jonathan's slacker ways had changed a little and he had grown up some, mostly from the birth and growth of Dennis, but all of those changes were minor compared to what he had gained in the past few months; a sense of an even deeper belonging to Mavis. It reminded her of something Mike had told her on a few occasions; that people tend to grow up slowly, then suddenly.

Barely five minutes had passed before Jonathan slowly sat up, looking at the world through even clearer eyes. While his eyesight had improved in the aftermath of his vampire blood awakening, nothing could have prepared him for how clear his vision was now. He no longer needed his contacts after finding his hidden powers, but now it was as if he had never really seen before; like he was wearing a set of glasses that was the completely wrong prescription but now his prescription was absolutely perfect. Looking at Mavis, through his strong new eyes, he could see everything about her that made him love her, even if he couldn't yet read her mind. Her essence had a powerful blue glow to it and he could see how truly good that she was.

Quickly Jonathan sprung up from the bed and ran to the bathroom. He stared at the mirror for almost two minutes in awe of the fact that now he saw absolutely nothing. Mavis joined him in his arms as the two could only smile at how much alike the two of them were now.

"Ohh," Mavis gasped as her hand went to her stomach. She could have sworn that something moves inside of her abdomen.

"Something wrong, beautiful?" Jonathan asked as he held both of her hands in his.

"I think we might have gotten carried away a couple weeks ago," she said with a large smile on her face as she led his right hand down to her stomach. "I'm not sure, but I think I might be pregnant again.

Jonathan smiled widely before he yelped in pain. "Dammit! Man, I'm gonna have to get used to these things," as he tasted his own blood coming from his tongue.

Mavis looked at his now even longer and more defined fangs. They reminded her a lot of her dad's fangs, if still a little smaller but they had definitely gotten bigger in the few minutes since Mavis had injected some of her venom into him. His heart rate had slowed considerably as well. The two of them were now absolutely identical. But nonetheless, Mavis still thought it prudent to head to the infirmary to have her suspicions confirmed.

Meanwhile, Margaret had come up to the roof and couldn't help but see how beautiful perfectly everything had turned out, even if she would have to wait a little bit to see how her brother's transformation would turn out. She sat on the side of the roof, with the early morning sun beginning to rise above the horizon although the mountains still would provide protection for her for another half hour or so.

The two sat almost in silence for five minutes before Linda finally asked, "Something on your mind, dear?"

Looking into her eyes, Margaret couldn't help but smile back. "It's kind of amazing, isn't it?" She answered looking still into the first rays of the rising sun. "How easy it's become for humans and monsters to be friends. Since I was in my early thirties, I would always dream about it but never thought I'd live long enough for this. You know, to see a hotel full of humans and monsters who are great friends."

Linda smiled back again welcomingly. "You know, the first time I met Mavis I kind of freaked out. But it was because I buried Jacob away so far in my memories that I wanted to forget that any of this was real. I wanted to believe that monsters were simply make believe but I knew better." It was something that Linda never admitted to anyone, not even Dracula but she knew this was something she finally had to admit; not only to Margaret and Dracula but, more importantly herself.

"Even with Brett?" Margaret asked sympathetically.

Linda had to think about it for a minute, but noticed the sound of Margaret's skin starting to sizzle as the first sun rays of the morning began to strike her skin. "Oh, I'm sorry," Linda said as she turned to the boys. "Connor, Dennis! Time to go inside."

The two bats flying had not yet been affected by the sun and a collective "Aw, Gramma," was said by both of them but they relented and flew inside the open window as did Linda while Margaret turned into her indigo mist form and snuck inside limiting her sun exposure.

"Now where were we," Linda thought as they reconvened in their human forms in the hallway, "oh yeah." Linda frowned, as this was something she never wanted to really think about; what would her reaction to learning that Brett had been awoken and everything she had tried to hide about her ancestry had revealed itself. "I guess it would of made me deal with it earlier."

Margaret looked sympathetically at Linda. One thing above everything else bothered her about Linda. "But why did you try to hide your legacy?"

"Long story," Linda answered not really wanting to talk about it. With the way everything ended up working out, this was something she was going to have to come to terms with eventually, but really didn't want to today. But Margaret was not going to let things go and Linda was smart enough to realize that. "Part of it was the fact that Mike is related to the van Helsings, that's true. But the thing was that after I grew past my childhood, I always thought it was just a silly legend from my family, a lot like the werewolf lore in Twilight with those Indians."

"You never met him?" Margaret asked, beginning to understand.

"Once when I was a really little girl, like maybe six or seven." Linda thought for a moment and accepted the reasons things transpired the way they did. "He never showed me that it was real."

"Huh?"

"Had Jacob turned into a bat or something like that, I probably would have accepted the story a lot quicker, but he just had said what he was. And then when I learned the truth about Mike, how he was related to the van Helsings, it seemed like a better idea just to let it go." Linda laughed as she realized something that she should have a long time ago. "Mike's always been better at accepting things than me. I'm sure he would of dealt with it."

The two continued to make small talk as they still watched Connor and Dennis fly around, just now inside the gym of the hotel.

The infirmary seemed to have more going on than the rest of the hotel combined. Between Jenna due to give birth at any time and the two soon to be vampires' awakenings imminent, many of the monsters were almost compelled to see for themselves. Almost all of the Drac Pack were consistently around Jenna, hoping there would be no complications with the birth, but a half werewolf child hadn't been born in the history of any of their memories, while no one was certain of what would Jenna experience in the birth. The doctor was was prepared for everything, including an emergency cesarian section if needed.

"How is she?" Wanda asked to Jekyll, knowing fully well what was about to happen.

"She's just going into labor but I have no idea how long before she'll give birth."

"Is she dilated?"

A shrug came from the doctor. "Two centimeters. Fully dilated in a human is about ten. Wilbur and Winnie are in there with her, and Linda asked to be called when she's about to deliver."

Wanda gave a gentle hug to the doctor and went to find Wayne. Of course he was in the lounge again, trying to find some time away from his kids which, as he knew all too well was not gonna happen. She entered the room wearing an 'I know something you don't' look, which made Wayne look panicked again.

"Holy Rabies; you're not pregnant again are you?" Wayne all but screamed out in horror.

A guilty smile crossed Wanda, but she shook her head. "Nope. Were about to be grandparents."

Wayne let out a relieved sigh, as he wiped his brow. "I guess we should go wait down there, huh?"

"Probably a good idea," Wanda answered, but then turned her attention to their kids, "but what about them?"

Wayne shrugged trying to think of a good way to occupy the werepups for a few hours, but Wanda beat him to it. She pulled a few old tennis balls out and threw them around.

Jenna had been prepped by the midwife, one of the witches named Helga, for the birth. She was resting relatively comfortably despite the erratic contractions that were beginning. But still, Jenna simply laid in the bed watching MTV, Monster Television.

Wanda returned just before daybreak to check on Jenna one more time before going to bed. Jenna had an absolute glow to her; she was just so happy. The two were a lot alike, both not realizing how much they wanted a family before their first child, or in Wanda's case children, were born. It was sure to be difficult, Jenna and Wilbur raising a family when they were both so young but the two did love each other deeply. Both sides of the family was certain that everything would work out.

There had been a pool amongst many of Mavis's extended family on exactly what kind of monster/human hybrid would be born and even how many. The birth of such a child was something that all of them were unaware of and no one was completely certain of exactly what would be created. But they all knew that the child would be loved and adored just like Dennis was.

Mike and Dracula had accompanied Sesshomaru to the capital of monsters, which was still hidden in Siberia. Dracula had insisted that the patriarch of the family needed to register his family.

"So how's this work?" Mike asked to the bureaucrat he was standing in front of.

"Fill out these forms," the gigantic fly said sounding completely bored.

Mike and Dracula took the stack of paperwork and sat at a large table. As Mike started to fill the first page out, he looked again at the absolute brick he was handed and couldn't help but laugh. It seemed kind of funny that the monster world was very similar to the human one. Paperwork was just a matter of life.

Mike slowly filled out the first page of the stack of paperwork that was given to him. It all seemed fairly routine; name, birthdate, sex, species. But the eight question stopped him. "Source of monstrosity?" He asked after reading the question for the third time.

Dracula, who had sat across the table from Mike just in case he had any questions smiled. "How did you become a monster," he said with a wink. "For you, possessed by Vladislav Dracula the Third." Mike just sat there looking at Dracula with a raised eyebrow. "Write it down. Possessed by Vladislav Dracula the Third."

Mike's pen began scratching against the paper again. He chuckled at the answer but began writing, and then filling out his children's information.

"For the rest of your family, their species are dhampirs their monster origin is 'awoken form the bloodline of Jacob Habsburg'," Dracula added seeing that Mike was getting stumped with some of the questions.

Mike had been working on the paperwork for a little while when he turned his gaze back to his friend. "Hey Drac?"

"Yes Michael?"

"Well, it's just… shouldn't Jacob have come with?"

Dracula thought for a few minutes before saying, "Lord Shessomaru asked me to accompany you. But you're right. Jacob probably should have come with."

Almost as drawn by his name, Sesshomaru came from a room carrying a large envelope. "Don't worry about all of that," he said as he laid the envelope on the table in front of him. "Welcome to our world."

Mike opened the packet to see new ID's for all of the family who were older.

"I don't get it," Mike said not sure how this was all done so fast.

Dracula smiled, ready to explain everything. "Jacob took care of all of this after the fight with Gustav. He just didn't want to surprise you with everything, especially since my father was still a member of the parliament."

"Whose seat now belongs to you, if you wish," added Shesshomaru, "but I have a feeling that you are going to caucus with the Integrationists which means that my coalition is now truly a minority."

"You're taking this awfully well for someone who had been groomed for this position for almost a century," Dracula said with a slight laugh.

"In honesty, I'm glad to be rid of the responsibility. I'd been ready to retire for decades but seeing the path we had been on since Mavis and Jonathan both convinced us of the readiness of both sides to meet, I knew that I was one of the few whom my caucus would trust."

Walking up to the table where Mike sat, was a new monster. One he was not familiar with personally but recognized enough from Ancient Greek mythology. With her snake filled hair, it was easy enough to see that she was related to Medusa, if her personally.

The gorgon curtsied gracefully as she introduced herself. "My lord," she said to Dracula with a smile on her face, "it is beyond great to see you again."

"Hello Methusa," Dracula answered in as formal of tone as he could muster. "How goes our side?"

She looked at Shesshomaru and smiled. "Wonderful news I take it?"

"You could say that. It seems that my father's spirit has possessed Michael here and he is ready to reclaim his seat."

"I am?" Mike asked concerned.

Dracula smiled again. "I think he is, at least."