This Time We Win

Disclaimer: I don't own The Lost Boys.

Author's Note: It's not been months since the last update this time, yay! Hopefully, I can continue that trend in the future. Anyway, hope you enjoy the chapter.

*EDIT* 10/13/18 beta'd by exaigon, thank you for all your help with this story thus far!

Chapter 6: Unfocused

Something soft and fluffy smacked him in the face startling him awake.

"Come on Mike get up!"

It was Sam. He shoved away the pillow with a sleepy glare. "Knock it off Sam."

"I will if you get up. Really, you're not a vampire you can't sleep all day," He huffed as Michael's glare melted away and he suddenly became pale. The events from the night before slammed back into him with a vengeance.

"What's up? You look like you just saw a ghost," Sam asked only to be ignored.

Michael asked, "…Where's Mom?"

"Went to work early this morning and I've been stuck with Texas Chainsaw Grandpa thanks to your lazy ass. So get up and take me somewhere!"

Michael shoved the boy away and stood up. "What time is it?"

"After one, let's go to the boardwalk." Michael walked past him and opened a dresser drawer to absentmindedly grab something to wear. "Not today Sammy."

His younger brother whined, "Why not? It's not like you have any plans!"

"I do." He told his brother while walking from the room only to be followed.

"Really, like what?"

"Shower, food, unpack, and then maybe some more food."

This, of course, caused the teenager to complain more, "Oh come on Mike! You can unpack later and grab something to eat on the way. I know! Let's go to the beach!"

Michael got to the bathroom and closed the door in Sam's face getting called 'jerkface' in the process. But at least now he was alone… with his thoughts. Damn. Maybe Sammy's constant talking was a good thing the older brother thought while trying to keep his mind from racing as he took his shower.

After zoning out in the shower thinking the same thoughts as the night before he nearly shouted as the water turned cold from having been in there too long. He quickly hopped out and dried off trying to clear his mind. It wasn't working so, against his better judgement, he got dressed and went to find his brother.

The brunette found Sam outside tossing a stick at Nanook who didn't seem interested. For a minute he watched his little brother try to convince the dog to get the stick before giving up and getting it himself only to throw it again and repeat the process.

"If you're done playing fetch with yourself," Sam looked up embarrassed and tried to deny it, but the other teen continued, "let's go to the beach."

Sam brightened up considerably. "Really!? Awesome! I take it back you're not a jerkface. Let me go grab my swim trunks." With that, he ran back inside followed by Nanook.

Michael walked over to his bike and once again recalled the previous night. His bike brought up memories of a certain group of bikers… vampire bikers.

He shook his head and readied his bike just as Sam came flying out the front door still being followed by his dog. "Sorry Nanook no doggy seat," the younger boy told his dog before jumping on behind Mike.

"I'm ready!" He said happy at the idea of finally doing something.

"Okay, hold on."

He did and then the two were off to the beach. It didn't take long to arrive what with the speed he was going and only once he stopped did Michael realize that Sam had a death grip about his waist.

"Are you crazy Mike!? I told you to slow down! What were you trying to do kill us!? I untake my take back. You're a jerkface!" He let his confused older brother go and quickly dismounted before taking off, unsteadily at first, towards the water.

Michael was once again lost in thought and didn't notice the speed or that his brother had been trying to get his attention during the ride.

"…Just great." The older Emerson brother muttered realizing that his idea to spend time with his brother to keep from thinking about things backfired.

Still, he parked his bike and made his way to the beach to keep an eye on his little brother.

It was not a peaceful trip though, for while Sam was playing in the water Michael came to an uncomfortable decision. He needed to see David and get more information… As much as he wanted to ignore all of this and pretend that it wasn't happening, it wasn't working and until he knew that his family was safe he couldn't cut ties with the vampires.

There had to be a way to get a clue about this vampire that was potentially after his mom. If he could figure out a way around whatever it was that prevented them from telling him about this vampire, then maybe he could take care of the problem without ever having to resort to becoming a half-vampire again.

There had to be a way…

The plan was simple… The first step was to find out who the vampire was. The second step was to see if they remembered his mom. The third step was to take them out if they did remember, which hopefully they didn't, and the final step was to avoid vampires for the rest of his life.

An easy four-step plan. That was straightforward enough… hopefully.

Sam was being a complete baby. He refused to let Michael drive him home. No, the brat insisted on finding the grocery store their mom worked at to get a ride from her once her shift was over. So, Michael helped his whiny baby brother find the store.

Once inside said store they found their mother easily enough and some of the tension in the older teen's body faded. He hadn't realized how tense he was until he saw for himself that his mom was alright. Watching her interact with Sam only strengthened his resolve to figure this all out so that his family would be okay.

"Michael?" His mother's voice pulled him from his thoughts and his smile was only slightly strained.

"Yeah?"

She looked at him funny. He must've missed something while he was thinking. He needed to stop that before it became a habit.

"I asked if you wanted to go with us to get a bite to eat when I get done here?" She looked concerned, but Mike's gaze was more focused on Sam who was standing behind her. He was sticking his tongue out at him being a complete child. Michael had to stop himself from rolling his eyes lest his mother think he was getting an attitude with her.

"No, I'm good you two go," he told her.

"Well if you change your mind I get off at five," Lucy replied and he nodded knowing that he wouldn't.

"I think I'll hang around the boardwalk for a bit before heading back to grandpa's."

Lucy didn't protest this as it was still summer. Instead she got Sam to help her bag the groceries since he was here, much to the younger teen's dismay. As he looked to Mike for help he saw his older brother hurrying away.

"Traitor!" Michael heard him call out dramatically and kind of regretted being too far away to hear mom reprehended him for it.

Now he just needed to find something to pass the time until the sun went down.

Time passes very slowly when you wait for it to, Mike decided. It was kind of like school when you sat at your desk and stared at the clock just waiting for the hour to be up so you could do the same thing again in the next class, or in luckier cases leave for the day.

This was like that, only worse and better at the same time. Worse because he was dreading what would happen once the sunset, but better because at least there wasn't a teacher to tune out, white walls and floors that drove you crazy, or a slow-moving clock to stare at… The scenery was much better here.

As the sun finally set Michael realized something. He'd never actually watched the sunset before, not all the way through. And the same could be said for the sunrise. How many more of them would he have if things went south? The teenager figured that, while slightly boring, he should try to watch them more often. Maybe getting up early tomorrow was in order.

Doing so during the summer would be weird but it's not as if he planned to go back to school anyway so unless he ended up with a morning job he might as well give the sunrise thing a try soon.

He shook his head, wondering what was up with his train of thoughts lately, before he chose a random direction to start walking in.

David woke up first, as per usual, so he decided to check in on both Star, who was still healing to his slight surprise -guess being a half-vampire with very little blood truly sucked- and then on a sleeping Laddie, who still had plenty of vampire blood to keep him sated and mostly out of it -but more importantly out of the way-.

Still, he'd have to make a mental note to get some human food to store in there with him too because, unlike them, he needed it to survive. Was there something he was forgetting?

Right, Star needed food too.

He'd toss down Star some if he remembered. If not, well, she wouldn't starve for a while, so he didn't need to be concerned about it if it slipped his mind.

Once David finished with his rounds he went to the main part of the cave to await the others. Dwayne was already there lounging on the couch reading an old novel; probably a classic as he preferred those.

David wasn't really one for reading himself but turn one of the classics into a movie and he would be one of the first to admit that they weren't all that bad.

Lighting a cigarette and leaning against the wall, he waited for the other two. Paul was the youngest and slept in the longest of the four of them, but Marko was just lazy so they'd both wake up around the same time and come stumbling in together about twenty minutes after the sunset for the night.

Waste of time but what could he do? Waking them up only served to be an annoyance as he'd have to listen to their bitching for half the night about how tired they still were. Neither were morning people in their human lives was the conclusion that he'd finally settled on.

Once the two finally arrived with Paul shoving a yawning Marko only to get shoved right back, David moved from his stationary position near the entrance. "Let's go."

"Where to?" Marko asked as a bird landed on his shoulder and he absentmindedly started to pet it with his finger.

"The boardwalk. Michael wants to talk."

With that said he exits, and Paul turned to the shorter blonde. "How does he know that?"

Marko shrugged causing the bird to fly away. "Who knows. Maybe he slipped him some blood when we weren't looking."

Dwayne said nothing just followed after their leader, but Marko and Paul debated David's weird psychic connection to the human.

Walking around the boardwalk for about an hour after sunset, he was starting to wonder if David really could find him like he said he would. Then a familiar sound hit his ears. Bikes and laughter. It was way more familiar than it should have been and suddenly he was having second thoughts about talking to David again.

Before he could make it back to his own bike and leave he was surrounded by them. They were all on still on their bikes and David had that smirk that almost seemed like a permanent feature now.

"…David," Michael said trying to keep his nerves out of his voice. The human was pretty sure he succeeded but with the expression on the vampires' faces he couldn't tell for sure. Yeah, how they could be mistaken for anything but predators he didn't know.

"Michael…" David nodded, "You wanted to talk?"

Man, vampires were creepy, he thought. And Paul suddenly burst into laughter making the human jump slightly and eye him strangely. "Why is he laughing?"

David shrugged, "He's Paul."

Michael was pretty sure that's not an answer but from Marko's nod he took it as one anyway. "He does that often then?"

"Often enough but I'm sure you didn't call us to talk about Paul's eccentricity," their leader said.

Michael couldn't disagree with part of that statement but the other part, "…I didn't call you."

"Keep telling yourself that Mikey," Marko cackled.

"Let's find somewhere more pleasant to talk, what to go grab a bite?" David asked and the brunette in question paled and backed up a bit causing the other boys to laugh.

"Not that kind of bite," Dwayne sniggered as he was the first to stop laughing at the teen.

"…You mean you actually eat er-human food?" He eyed them warily like he was expecting one of them to suddenly try and take a bite.

David chuckled, "Why wouldn't we?"

Michael snorted, "Right that makes perfect sense."

"It doesn't have to make sense," Paul said.

"Forget what you think you know to be fact because reality is so much crazier than fiction," David added and out of everything the vampire had told him he thought those words were by far the most truthful thing he'd spoken.

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