Christian walked down the stairs following the departure of Edge from the house, and saw Jeff balanced on the banister, overlooking the entrance.

"Are we going now?" Jeff asked impatiently, not even turning to see Christian.

"As soon as Gabrielle comes down, " he answered, descending the stairs, "Then we go." Christian looked up at him from below. "I trust you're ready?" Jeff nodded, and Christian moved to sit on the bottom step, awaiting Gabrielle, who arrived out of Edge's room minutes later. She walked down the stairs as Jeff jumped off the banister. They walked downstairs in unison, and Gabrielle sat down next to Christian on the last step. He looked at her, and saw the worry in her eyes.

"What happened? Did everything go well?"

"Yes, and no. Edge is pretending he's not angry anymore, but I know he still is. And now he's gone, so I can't even attempt to talk to him anymore." She stopped abruptly, hearing her voice start to quiver. Christian put his arm around her shoulders.

"You two are meant to be. Don't worry." Noticing Jeff hovering over them, he addressed the issue of the outing. "Well, seeing as Edge is gone anyway, are you still coming?" Gabrielle was silent, then nodded. Christian frowned in worry. "Are you sure? You don't have to if - "

"No. I'm coming. No use sitting around doing nothing. We going now?"

"Gabrielle, you haven't changed or anything…"

"I don’t give a fuck. Let's just go already. Okay?" Christian glanced oddly at her, then shrugged, and opened the front door. Jeff left first, standing on the stairs outside waiting for Christian and Gabrielle to join him.

"Jeff, we got an extra bike that you're gonna have to take out. Have you ever ridden before?" Jeff grinned widely.

"Sure have. Its no problem."

"great…" Christian noticed Gabrielle was staring at the sky, which was growing pale with dusk. He stood behind her and frowned. "Gabrielle, are you okay?" she snapped her head around.

"Yea, why would you think otherwise?" she retorted, somewhat bitterly.

"Stop this. I didn’t do anything, and don't say nothing is wrong, when we both know there is." She pushed past him, and sat on the back of his bike.

"Let's just get going already. I don't wanna talk about it." Christian threw his hands up, and sat in front of her. Jeff impatiently revved the bike, and Christian started his, speeding out of the driveway, Gabrielle clinging to him, and Jeff following behind. Christian knew Gabrielle was sobbing lightly behind him, and he just let her cry.

Arriving at the club, Christian caught a faint glimpse of Edge, and decided to take them elsewhere.

"Edge is in there, isn't he?" Gabrielle asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yes, which is exactly why we're not going to intrude on his territory. I'll take you to the Kathedral. All the gothic vampire wannabes you could ever ask for." He forced a smile before leading them to a side door, across from the Almanac. Upon entering, Gabrielle was struck with bright red lights, beaming down on a black room. Bodies encased in black clothing with chalk white skin blended together in a sea of clones. The three of them fit in with the crowd, and dissolved into it, moving towards the bar. Everyone looked the same, which was odd for a group that wanted to be drastically different. Gabrielle took to a stool, with Jeff and Christian on either side, almost as guards. Christian leaned against the bar, looking in the crowd for someone whom Jeff could get his start with. Most of the people in the room were in their early twenties, and probably harboring some romantic illusion about vampires. It was almost too easy, but Christian liked it better that way. He leaned over to yell over the noise.

"Jeff? That girl over there." He pointed and Jeff looked. She was no more than 22, with extremely short blonde hair, and even from a distance, shockingly pale blue eyes. "She'll be yours by the end of the night. I know you want to feed now, but wait until she leaves. Never do it inside. Its too easy to trace that way. And we'll share." Christian looked at Gabrielle, who had remained silent. "You going to try it yourself tonight?" she shook her head.

"I don’t think I need to feed right now. I'll be okay until tomorrow."

"Alright…" He said, frowning, then looking back at their girl of the night. She was starting out the front door. "Jeff, this way." Christian gestured to the side door, then looked back at Gabrielle.

"I'll be fine here, don't worry." She said, waving them off. Christian reluctantly went, catching up with Jeff, who was already halfway towards the door. Her gaze drifted over the mass of black and white, marred only with streaks of red on lips, or the occasional bright head of hair. Gabrielle felt suddenly ordinary and out of place amongst these people. Her thoughts were stirred by a shockingly familiar voice in front of her.

"Don’t you hate being left alone, my child?"