So here's my first blue bloods fic. I haven't read Revelations yet (my mom won't let me buy anything hardbound) so this happens after Masquerade

Chapter 1: Schuyler

I drifted back to the memories of my childhood, remembering one time when I was lost. We were hiking then, I was stuck in the middle of the forest. I felt blind. I didn't know where to go, I didn't know what to do. I slumped down on the forest floor crying. I was alone.

I haven't cried that much until now. I was curled up in my bed, not having that sense of home that Cordelia's mansion had offered. Jack was just a few doors down. So near, yet so far. I'd rather be stuck in the middle of the forest than where I am now.

Besides being in this unfamiliar territory, I was stuck in the middle of an impossible love triangle. It's hard once you've found out that your best friend is actually in love with you, but it gets harder when you realize that you're also in love with him. And it's also hard to see the other person you're in love with everyday, and harder when he doesn't even acknowledge your presence just because it's what society calls for. It's hard when you know all this plus the fact that he loves you back.

Jack or Oliver?

Ever since I became a vampire, this is the only question I have no answer for.

Oliver's been around forever. Since that fateful day when I'd left my lunch back home. For years we were partners in crime, like siblings. Almost like twins. He's always been there to help me, to comfort me, to make me laugh, to . . . everything! He's the best friend a person could ever have. I'd found out about his real intentions, that he's a Conduit and was born to serve me. But behind that façade saying "protect and serve" lies the face of my best friend. The real Oliver Hazard-Perry. The person I could always count on. The guy who would never leave me no matter what.

And now, he's my human familiar, too.

Jack has always been there, too, but only as a person I knew because of his fame. I was honestly surprised to find out one night that he had known who I was.

And now . . . I'm madly in love with him.

Jack or Oliver?

The question remains unanswered, and maybe it will forever be. I'll live for a century not knowing the real answer. In the next cycle, Jack will be there again, but so will Mimi.

And Oliver . . . he'll be . . . gone . . .

I can't imagine a life without any of them

Jack or Oliver?

The question remains unanswered.

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