"I think you're looking for it right now," Angus said flatly, winking at me.
Marcus sighed and rolled his eyes.
Fergus and Angus started discussing some of the finer points of exterminating fellow vampires, and Marcus was gazing into space, in all likelihood dreaming of a world full of interesting blood samples, so I decided to go in search of a television, and try to engage with the normal world for a bit. Epic fail. The only thing I found that didn't make me yawn was the Jeremy Kyle show, and that just made me feel creeped out. I decided to watch a DVD - naturally the boys had an extensive collection - but it was all blood and guts and gore. I found one called Hitman, and loaded it in the DVD player. It was surprisingly good, and I spent a comfortable hour and some change watching the bad guys getting ten kinds of crap beaten and shot and sliced out of them. It was a very satisfying experience. I wondered if I would have enjoyed it as much before I became a vampire.
Probably not.
Angus
Rebecca had fallen asleep on the couch by the time we finished discussing the pending visit tomorrow. Fergus had also mentioned that he had been looking for institutions similar to the one that had housed the blood-drinkers that had kidnapped Rebecca. So far he had turned up very little, apart from the second one he'd found a few days ago when we were searching so desperately for Rebecca. We formulated a strategy for checking the place out, which basically involved Rebecca staying here under the watchful eyes of Marcus and Fergus, while I went to investigate, and possibly obliterate, the second site. Marcus interrupted his contemplation of the wall to demand tissue samples if I found blood drinking vampires, and I grinned and nodded.
Rebecca stirred slightly when I lifted her from the couch and carried her to bed. I removed her shoes and jeans, and covered her in the duvet, and lay down beside her. I was worried about the visit we had planned for the following day, but I had little to base my concerns upon, other than the desire I'd seen in that young vampire's eyes for my Rebecca. The memory made me growl. She was mine now, he would have to kill me before he could have her.
And good luck with that.