Ello! Welcome to the final chapter of this never ending story. That sounds like an oxymoron, but I don't care! I would just like to thank a lil ol user GOD AM I. He or she was the one who started all this madness with this one review on the first chapter- "love it but maybe make for more mature people *wink* you know we all want the sexiness" If it wasn't for that, this wouldn't be here. Thank God! Lol

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"Something's wrong."

Vlad kept a hand in Dorian's hair but looked into his chocolate eyes. "What?"

Dorian got a thoughtful expression. "I'm… not sure. But something's wrong. And I think its… Anna."

Vlad raised an eyebrow. "We just had like… forbidden sex in my room and your thinking about Anna?"

Dorian grinned. "Not like that."

Vlad rolled his eyes, smiling. "Mm," he sat up, "What do you think is wrong?"

Dorian shrugged and put his hands behind his head. "Don't know."

"Where is she?"

"One of three places, a 7-11, my house, or her apartment in New York," Dorian mused.

"Well, if we go to a 7-11, you're buying me something," Vlad replied, "I'm so not going to New York; so that leaves your house."

"Rented," Dorian emphasized.

"Ooh," Vlad sighed, "rented."

"Good boy."

#

Anna slowly sipped water as Otis angrily talked to Vikas over the phone.

"Do you know where he is at least? Or what he's up to?"

Anna heard Vikas sigh. "I'm not sure. I'll alert Elysia and look myself."

"Okay," Otis sighed and said something in Russian that Anna couldn't catch and hung up. He looked to her. "You okay?"

Anna nodded. Good Lord he was hot. Stupid blondes.

Otis nodded in return and then sat in the chair across from her. "You're positive it was him. What was he saying?"

Anna rolled her eyes and scribbled on the paper once more in her strange scratchy hand-writing. It looked like a mixture of cursive and print- only worse.

He said something about Dorian knowing about a plan of his.

Otis ran a hand through his hair. "Nothing more?"

Anna wrote. That's about it.

Otis sighed and leaned back.

Anna bit her lip and turned to an open page. Otis peered over just as she finished writing and looked to Anna in surprise. Tomas said you two fought over me.

"That was…" Otis smiled softly, "Years ago. Hundreds in fact. I don't know why he chose to bring it up."

Anna thought for a second. Still feel the same?

Otis pursed his lips. "I've found another, Annabel."

Anna smiled. So?

Otis looked down and back up. "So, I've committed to a woman I love."

Anna rolled her eyes and scribbled. Boo.

Otis chuckled. "So mature. As always."

Anna caught Otis in a stare down for a second before quickly moving forward and placing a kiss on the corner of his mouth. Anna smiled at him and then the embarrassment flooded in and she grabbed the glass and resumed sipping. Otis's expression got interested for a second and he said, "Don't do that."

Anna wrote. Sorry.

Otis shook his head. "No, no. This needs to be settled anyway. You missed." Anna set down the glass and tuned back to find Otis leaning in. She met him half way and pressed her lips to his.

Oh, sweet bliss.

Otis pulled away after a second or two and sat back, clearing his throat. "So. We need to find out what happened to your throat…"

Anna felt the blush on her face and wrote. So we're even. I never got that from you, punk.

Otis smiled. "Yes."

Anna returned the smile and tore out the piece of paper. As she was crumpling it up, the door opened behind Anna. She turned to see Dorian walk in, followed by Vlad.

"Ah," Otis mused, "Just who I was looking for."

Dorian looked confused for a second and looked to Anna. "So. You finally got him over here."

Anna flipped him off and Vlad said, "What are you doing here, Otis?"

"I could ask you the same question, Vladimir," Otis retorted, "But I won't. Anna's voice is gone and Tomas is responsible," he looked to Dorian, "He was after you for some reason. I found Anna lying in her own blood out there. What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything…" Dorian growled and rushed to Anna, "Are you alright?"

She wrote. I'll give you the details later. Voice is gone though.

"Have you tried talking?"

Anna nodded and tried to say yes, but all that came out was a squeak.

"She's been trying to talk to me for the past half hour," Otis sighed.

"My dad did this?" Vlad breathed, "He couldn't have…"

Anna quickly scribbled. He wants Dorian dead.

Dorian's eyebrows came together in confusion. "Did he say why?"

Vlad pushed through and read. "Oh my god. What? I thought-"

"You thought wrong," Otis said, "We all did. But you have to keep up the act, Vlad. Get him to the Elysian council before it's too late. We'll wait out the summer. I think he might be going away. But the time that he does spend with you needs to be exactly the same as it was."

You'll be like 007 Anna wrote with a grin.

Vlad bit his lip. "I don't know…"

"You don't really have a choice, Vlad," Dorian mused, "I bet I can keep him out of Bathory by leaving myself."

"What?"

Otis got a small smile.

"I'll come back you donut," Dorian sighed.

Otis folded his arms. "I should get back home. Nelly is probably home. Vladimir, get home soon." Vlad gave him a small nod and Otis left after a quick glance to Anna. Dorian raised his arms over his head and stretched. "Yep. I could use another trip to France."

"But-"

"Just for the summer," Dorian smiled, "And then I'll be back to fuck up your life even further."

Vlad grit his teeth before saying. "The summer."

"Yeah," Dorian replied, "You could use some time to repair friendships anyway."

Vlad thought about it for a second. The last time he had a free standing conversation with Henry was probably last week. Snow and the other Goths? Yikes. October was going to kill him.

"Okay…" Vlad sighed.

"Plus," Dorian said and ran a hand through his hair, "I need a haircut."

"You better not chop it all off," Vlad warned.

Dorian grinned. "Sure."

#

Junior year ended with a bang, everybody heading over to a party at some poor sap's house. Vlad, however, was saying goodbye.

"Would you like something from France?" Dorian mused, "Their teenage clothes are a little bland, so don't ask for any. But, they have amazing art."

"I'm fine," Vlad replied, "Just hurry back."

"Mmhm," Dorian nodded, moved closer, and pressed his lips to Vlad's. They kissed a couple times before Dorian broke off, blue eyes. "Lean back," he breathed, expression eerie.

Vlad exhaled and obeyed, knowing what to expect.

Vlad couldn't remember how long it'd been and realized as Dorian drank with this… yearning desire that he'd be gone and without Vlad's blood for three months. Either he'd come back and the hunger would be gone or it would be stronger.

Vlad weakly wrapped a hand around Dorian's neck, pressing close. He took mouthful after mouthful, making Vlad close his eyes, relax, and hope for the best.

#

Summer was always hot and boring for the Tod family. There would always be something going on up at the hospital; whether it be someone breaking their leg on a skateboard or a kid with a concussion from crashing into a tree, Nelly was practically always gone.

Vlad got Snow to come over once or twice along with Henry. Dorian was right- he needed to repair relationships.

Inside jokes came back, Vlad started seeing everyone on a regular basis again. Everyone except Dorian. It was only towards the end of August that he really started missing him. Probably because he knew he was coming back.

Maybe Anna would be better.

Otis was on a man-hunt with Vikas to find you-know-who. And it was weird- because Tomas finally showed his face again the night before school started again.

He seemed distant and when Nelly asked, he just said, "The Slayer Society is planning something."

Turns out he wasn't crazy; the SS were planning something. Joss told him something about cleansing the town or some weird junk and then blew him off. Jerk.

Dorian found Vlad in the park on a warm Friday, a week later.

His hair was shorter, but not too short. About as short as it was when he first met him.

"Hey punk," he mused.

Vlad smiled brightly, hugged and kissed him- the usual. "How was France?"

"Oh, we spent about a month in France and then Anna demanded we go to fucking Poland," he sighed, "I feel like I lost around 1000 brain cells."

"You're so shallow," Vlad retorted, "Poland's culture is-"

"Boring," Dorian groaned, "What's been happening up here?"

"Joss said the Slayer Society is planning something," Vlad replied as they started walking, "Cleansing Bathory."

Dorian halted. "They're planning a cleansing?"

"Yeah? What's that?"

"Shiitake mushrooms…" Dorian growled, "A cleansing is when they come to a town, and kill everyone. Because they think there are vampires in it. They're insane."

"Everyone?"

"Did he say why?"

"I don't think so…" Vlad replied and tried to think.

"Where does this asshole live?"

"Dorian-"

"Show me."

Vlad knew he would regret it, but he took Dorian to Joss's.

Dorian cleverly picked the back door and got in. And, before Vlad could really do anything, Dorian had Joss on the floor. Thank whatever god there was up there that his parents weren't home- yet.

"Dorian!" Vlad snapped.

"I can easily break the other one," Dorian snarled.

Joss's gaze flickered from Dorian to his cast. "Get away from me," he hissed.

"What is the Slayer Society planning?"

Joss looked to Vlad. "This is what this is about? Get off!"

Joss shoved Dorian and he finally moved with a glare and stood next to Vlad. "Well?"

"Vlad. Remember when we had that deal? I would only try and kill you at night?" Joss said.

Vlad nodded. Dorian looked to Vlad with confusion. "What? That's fucking stupid."

Vlad glared at him and looked to Joss. "Continue."

"Because you're not dead, the Slayer Society is gunna cleanse the town," Joss explained.

"Meaning," Dorian interrupted, "They're going to kill everyone."

"Just because I'm not dead…" Vlad breathed.

#

Vlad liked to think that the world wasn't closing in over him, but it was. It seemed like there were less and less places to hide. The year came closing in, Halloween came and went with Henry and scaring a bunch of kids, trying to take his mind off of… everything.

Tomas, naturally, wasn't around a whole lot anymore and, of course, wasn't going to Elysia. Dorian told Vlad Em had threatened him and Anna. Vlad was so dead…

#

Senior year sucks. You've got collage applications, tons of homework, driving, work, relationships, and not to mention a giant siege on your town.

Ugh. Don't you hate that?

Vlad didn't know he had it in him, but he stopped it with a single word and a motivational speech. All because he thought Snow was dead.

But she wasn't! Otis had said that she would die before she became one of him. Strange how you don't listen very well under pressure.

Also, all when Dorian was in New York for some Elysian thing, Tomas came out with his plan to use Vlad to get his power and turns out Vikas was involved. They're both dead now, but somehow, Vlad knew he's always miss them.

Graduation came and went, Otis was out showing Snow the ropes because Vlad was feeling a little under the weather. Code: I want to be left alone.

Vlad was finally out of school and all he could think about was how much back stabbing he'd taken. His mother was killed at the hand of his father, Vikas killed Aidan, and Nelly was gone.

Otis said he wouldn't leave as long as Vlad needed him, which was good. Very very good. Vlad felt like shit. And he couldn't hate his father for some reason. He just… couldn't. There was a pyre for him, and Vlad and Otis both attended.

Turns out that Tomas had severely damaged Anna's vocal cords and when Otis gave her his blood, it just made them worse. She's progressively getting her voice back; words becoming more clear every day. But she still carries a note pad and pen. The block from her mind has been removed; Dorian and her have mental arguments daily.

Oo, Eddie was a vampire now. Eternally to be Em's problem.

Maybe things would start looking up. Maybe.

And then, as Vlad lay in that familiar position on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, he heard that lovely tap tap come from the window.

Maybe life wasn't so bad after all.