AN: I can't believe that I actually went through with it. I have removed the old version of Jared and am rewriting it. 4 years with months of writing and months of breaks made me feel that the story was not what I wanted. This is the new version. I plan to use the same characters and have the same basic plot. I also plan of writing an outline that is very detailed. That way if I take another break, lets hope not, at least I will know where I was planning on going and new characters won't be appearing randomly.


Valerie could not believe that Jared had left her here alone. They were already not happy about her presence in their secret world. Yes the house was on the outskirts of the village, yes everyone was afraid of him, but she was a lone mortal, not a three thousand year old vampire. What could she do against his kin?

She knew that she should not be having such depressing thoughts, but with everything she had seen and heard these past few weeks, her mind could not help but give into her fear sometimes. When Jared got back from hunting, she knew he would give her an earful. No matter how alone she felt, she knew that Jared was always watching her thoughts. He would be here in a second if she was ever in any real danger.

"Right you are Valerie dear," a voice said in her ear. She screamed and jumped, falling off the sofa in the living room.

She spun around and glared up at him. He was attempting to suppress his laughter. "Are you insane?" she asked. "You could have given me a heart attack!"

"I thought we had covered this already Valerie. It is you that is insane," he told her taking the seat that she had fallen out of. His blue eyes met hers and his voice became serious, "And you really do need to stop being scared. It makes people think you are weak. It makes you more of a target."

She looked away from him, brushing an auburn lock behind her ear. "I know. I try. It isn't like I want to be treated as an inferior being. This wouldn't be a problem if you wouldn't leave me alone."

He shook his head; a light spray of water flew off his dark hair. "I thought that we had been over this. I am not going to take you with me when I go hunting, and you can not always be my food." He stood up. "Come on," he ordered, holding out his hand. "You need to get some sleep."

Sighing, Valerie took the offered hand. "I didn't mean to start a fight Jared," she whispered once they had reached her room.

He pulled her into a hug. "I know Valerie," he lightly brushed his lips over her forehead. "Get some sleep. I'll be downstairs."

"Fine." She snuggled into the indigo pillows. She was happy here, with Jared, in this world. Her old world, her friends and family, seemed so distant now. Would she still fit in when she returned? Did she even want to?

Jared glanced back at Valerie before closing the door. He wondered how she would react waking up in her old bed tomorrow for the first day of her senior year. Her reactions were always priceless, it was one of the reasons he put up with the girl. He sighed, mentally smacking his head, what was he thinking? What had they gotten themselves into?