A/N: Hey there, I told you I would get the next chapter up early and here I am, having uploaded this chapter early. Wait—isn't it early? Well, I wrote it early, so shouldn't that count for something? No? Fine then.

Kay, so here is the next installment. I wouldn't take my word for anything about Aspen here, yet it is a real town in the Rocky Mountains in Colorado, has some of the best snow on the continent and is an awesome place. Other than that though, I wouldn't trust my word. It's a sad day, yet this chapter is where my story muse has run dry, so I'll need a lot of help if you guys want to say anything more of Nike's life.

About a day of straight driving we made it into the mountain town of Aspen, Colorado. It was nice for me to finally make it back to Colorado, my home state, after nearly ten years away. I looked out the heavily tinted windows and at the large snowy mountains.

"I wouldn't mind if we just stopped here. I love the snow. Not to mention that I've always wanted to learn how to snowboard. Or ski," I said whistfully.

"Well then, find an apartment complex, we'll see how much it costs to life here," Josef said as he turned onto the main street.

"It's an insane amount. Not to mention there are several major celebrities here, with the paparazzi following them," I replied, looking back at Josef. "You'd have to learn not to spend every spare dollar too. If we don't ski or snowboard on a regular basis, you might as well keep driving."

"Like I said, find a place to stop, and we'll see," Josef said. Mick smiled and I would have sworn that he was about to make some comment, yet none came. I continued looking out the window and I saw an apartment complex coming up. I don't know what it was, yet it felt safe, like we were welcome there.

"Josef, pull into the parking lot of that complex. I think that that's the place we would be able to stay," I told Josef. He looked off in the direction of the complex, nodded and pulled into the parking lot. He parked the car and went to open the door.

"Wait!" I said. I looked at the tv running in the open windows and saw Josef's face plastered on the news. "They're talking about how tragic you death was. How untimely and odd it was that you died. They've moved onto me now. About how I was kidnapped again just before being reunited with my parents." Josef sat back in his seat.

"Well then, I'll see you later. It's obvious that I have to go and inquire about an apartment," Mick said as he walked out of the car. Josef and I watched as he walked in, talked to the woman at the front desk and walk back out.

"So?" Josef asked. "What does she want?"

"It's free for us vampires. It turns out that this is a vampire haven. She has one room left, and is letting us have it. She wants to meet us, get pictures of us, so that she can get us new documents. And clothes," Mick replied. Josef nodded and we walked into the office.

"Hello," the woman at the front desk said as we walked in. She had an athletic build, blonde hair and perceptive green eyes. "I'm the owner of these apartments. It's very interesting, I've gotten several hundred calls from various other vampires from LA and the surrounding suburbs. Do you have any idea why?"

"Yeah, unfortunately. Someone decided to reveal every vampire's name in the surrounding area. We don't know how far the information spread and how complete the information was, yet we decided to evacuate just in case. We don't want a vampire apocalypse to happen," Mick told her. "Yet about the living arrangements?"

"Right. So, here are your keys. You have apartment number 6 of the third building, the one that caters to the highest of vampire society. It's the one farthest in the back. The apartment is fully furnished with the basic guidelines to living here in a convenient booklet inside. You will have complementary all-access mountain passes, including any initial lessons, and the rent will be free for the first month until you have your affairs in order and a job. Clothes will be provided and sent up to your apartment within the day with new official documents. If you would kindly fill out these papers, I'll be using them for names and such for the official documents. If you have a new persona created, yet no papers, you'll need to use the exact same information that you used for that. I assume you know, yet it's just procedure. If I'm not here, then ask for the manager. We do have one human employee, so if I'm not here, you'll need to be careful as to what you say and do around the front desk and just ask for the management." She smiled apologetically and handed us a form to fill out. "Now that formalities are done with, I'm Allison."

"I'm Josef," Josef said as he started pulling out a paper and filling out the form.

"I'm Mick, and that's Nike," Mick replied.

"I figured. Your pictures have been plastered all over the internet and news. It's good that you came here rather than somewhere else. If you did go somewhere else, then there would be a problem," Allison said. "So, where and when are you guys from? I was born just after the turn of the century, during 1901. In San Francisco."

"I was born during 1916 in LA. Participated in WWII, watched my best friend nearly die, and was turned by my ex-wife. I've lived an extremely boring life," Mick said.

"And you, Josef?" Allison asked.

"It's been a while. I was born sometime before the 1600's, yet there weren't many calendars to see," Josef replied absently. "Nike has the best answer though."

"Well then, Nike, let's hear it," Allison asked. I sighed and put the form aside.

"I was born just over sixteen years ago. About six hours east of here in Denver," I told her.

"When were you turned then?" she asked me.

"I was turned about two, two and a half weeks ago. Three max," I replied.

"I haven't met anyone that young in ages. So how are you with these much older vampires?" Allison said.

"Through a series of events. Being Turned, traveling to LA and refusing to go along with what my sire wanted me to do. My sire dropped me at Josef's doorstep and I've been living with Josef ever since," I replied.

"Oh. Well, I hope that you aren't completely hating this new chapter of life," Allison said. I nodded and turned to the forms that required my attention. I filled them out quickly, not really encountering any problems. I made up a new name on the spot, Nichole Mitchell, that I figured would do. Handing the papers back to Allison, she looked over the papers, nodded and followed Josef and Mick out to the car.

When walked into the apartment I stopped dead in my tracks. Despite having lived at Josef's extravagant house for a week or so, I hadn't grown used to what wealth a vampire can aquire due to living forever. Marble floors, gold leaf celing tiles, and large north-facing windows were just some of the things in the apartment. Josef looked around, grumbling about how small it was and his sat down at the couch.

"Well, I'm quite tired, considering I'm a vampire, so I think I'm headed to bed. Nike, why don't you choose the first room?" Josef suggested. I nodded and headed to one of the rooms on the second floor. There was a small living area (with an awesome view) and a smaller room within that had the actual freezer to sleep in.

"I'll take this room," I called back out to them, and I decided to just head to the freezer, and fall asleep, rather than enjoy the wonderful view.

***

I woke up a few hours later from a huge crashing noise. I stood up, stretched, and walked out to the living room.

"What do you mean that no freshies are allowed? That's unheard of!" Josef said.

"I mean exactly what I said Mr. Johnson. No humans, except for the one human employee, are allowed on the property. Which includes freshies. I know that must seem ghastly, yet we can't have people coming on fine, yet leaving like they're completely drunk or with little blood. Despite you thinking that this is a large town, it's actually quite small and the police notice things like that more so than in the larger cities. We also don't have any contacts in the police force, so we have absolutely no clue when the police might come. We can't risk exposure, Mr. Johnson," Allison said. "O- is in the fridge if you want it though. Other blood types, too. All labeled. Newer blood is in the back, older is in the front. Your new documents and clothes are in the labeled suitcases. Good day, Mr. Kai Johnson." Allison walked out and Josef kicked the air.

"I hate bagged blood. Hate it, hate it, hate it!" Josef kicked the air again. I walked down, going to try and calm him. He turned around and looked at me. "Who does she think she is, to talk to me?" he asked me.

"No freshies allowed? That's too bad," I said.

"Don't even act sarcastic about it. It's a blasted tragedy! Who does she think I am, that, that, that beetle-headded, beslubbering, canker-blossom!" Josef said, obviously fuming.

"You must be mad, going to Shakespearean insults," I said softly. "Alison thinks you are exactly what you are. No matter what you want to think, you are just Kai Johnson, a nobody. Josef, even if you made sure that you inherited your money, you still need to build up your rep here. In Colorado, there's that small-town feel in most towns. She's right that the police would pick up on things more, and we were just victims of exposure. We should know more than her about these things," I told Josef. He nodded.

"I guess you're right. Speaking of which, we should probably go over the papers she made up and start calling each other by our new names," Josef—now Kai—said.

"Fine. I'd best go apologize. Blood's in the fridge and the suitcases are labeled," Josef said as he walked out of the apartment. Mick stepped out of his room and looked over at me.

"What's got him so riled up?" Mick asked.

"No humans—i.e. freshies—allowed on the premises," I replied simply, looking in the fridge at what blood types there were. "What type do you want?" I asked him.

"What?"

"What blood type do you want? To drink,"

"A+, please," Mick replied. I nodded, pulled the A+ out of the fridge, grabbed two glasses and poured us each a glass. "You know, I've never had to relocate before. Never. I would just go underground for a few years, then resurface."

"I don't really see how that's possible, especially if you use the same name every time. Surely someone would see it," I replied after I finished my glass of blood.

"Someone actually did. Of course, I did attack him, yet he still figured out what I was," Mick replied. "So, do you want to go check out the mountains? I'd have to learn though…"

"No. Just because it's snowing, doesn't mean that people won't expect us to wear all-out snowboard gear. When it's closer to summer, people go in shorts, even bikinis sometime. So, I at least, need to continue hiding out here for a while. I was contemplating checking out that bookshelf," I replied. Mick nodded. I walked over to the bookshelf and grabbed some random book and started reading. It turned out to be Shakespeare's A Midsummer's Night Dream. My favorite.

A/N2: Hey, so if you want any more, you'll need to review! My muses are stuck so that Josef and Nike will never get together like I want them to. And it will just keep going with boring stuff and I'll end up having to kill someone off. Like Josef maybe. So, if you don't want Josef to die, please review.