I have no idea what happened, but I had to repost this because the link to my story wasn't working. Any time I clicked on it it told me that the story ID was not found. So I said screw it and reposted the stupid thing. All those reviews...lost...

-sobs softly-


"Don't tell me you believe that crap," Jessica laughed, leaning back against her car. I shrugged my shoulders and said nothing. "Come on Miranda, you can't honestly believe that Steven is even considering trying to bring—" She lowered her voice and glanced around nervously. "—vampires and Hunters together."

I rolled my eyes. "Of course I don't believe it," I said, tossing my hair. "It's stupid."

"And insane. The vampires would never go for it anyway. And besides, we would kind of need to find two people willing, and where are you going to find anyone like that?" she asked, rubbing her hands together and blowing on them to gather warmth. "Damn, it's cold."

"It's winter Jess," I sighed, twisting a black tress around my finger.

"Why aren't you freezing?" Jessica asked, narrowing her eyes at me.

"I'm used to the cold. I've lived here my whole life, and besides, I'm wearing clothes." I said, motioning to my large winter coat and then to her tight clad legs and skirt.

"I'm wearing tights," Jessica said.

"My point is, it's winter and you're wearing a skirt. All of my skirts are under lock and key for the season." I said, laughing.

"Oh, whatever." Jessica said, rolling her eyes. But she cracked a smile and so I knew that my jab at her wardrobe was forgiven. She straightened suddenly, her eyes going wide. "Oh my God, Miranda, look," she whispered, grabbing my arm.

"What?" I asked.

"You are going to freak out when you see this man. God, I hope he's not a vampire because I would love to meet him." Jessica hissed.

I turned and looked in the direction she was staring and felt my entire body clench up. I narrowed my eyes, gritted my teeth together, and stared. I couldn't believe it! I would remember that face, more gorgeous than anyone had the right to be. His name rang through my head and I felt my left eye twitch.

"I'm Richard, nice to meet you. I think I'm going to kill you now."

"Miranda?" Jessica asked, giving my arm a squeeze. "Are you alright?"

I didn't answer her, I wasn't even sure I could. Richard lifted his head, as if he knew we were standing there and locked eyes with me. A slow smile spread across his face and he hooked his thumbs in his pockets, rocking back on his heels.

"Oh crap, he's looking this way." Jessica said, sounding flustered. She fussed with her skirt for a moment until she realized that he wasn't looking at her. His luminescent green eyes were locked onto me. I stared right back, feeling my eyes narrow, feeling my hands clench into fists. "That's not fair," Jessica snapped, sending me a pouty look.

I completely ignored her, feeling rooted to the spot. I was completely flabbergasted. It had never even occurred to me that I might run into him outside of work.

And then, as if he wanted to make me even more uncomfortable, he started our way, not even bothering to look for cars. I suppose you didn't much need to do that when you could get up and walk away if you got run over.


I shook my head, as if to banish that thought and started to turn to Jessica.

"Ladies," His voice was musical and flowing and it wrapped around my brain and gave a gentle squeeze. I whirled around and came face to face with the bloodsucking leech I had had the displeasure of meeting once before. I paled and began to shake when I realized that my worst nightmare stood before me, looking as elegant and self-possessed as I remembered. Confident, arrogant, and more handsome than he had a right to be.

I touched my nose, remembering how he had broken it with that hard head of his and glowered, my cheeks going from pale and white to angry and red in the space of a heartbeat. Jessica gave a flirtatious giggle and I jammed my elbow into her side, not even caring that Richard saw me do it. He quirked an eyebrow and reached out to take my hand.

I jerked back fast enough to crack my elbow into the side of Jessica's car. "Go to hell," I spat.

"Miranda," Jessica said, completely aghast.

I shot her a look and she shut up. Richard smiled at me and dipped his head, as if bowing. "A lovely name,"

I sniffed and folded my arms across my chest, my eyes narrowing at his, admittedly fit and muscled, frame. "I like it alright," I huffed.

Richard managed to snag my hand and he pulled me toward him, though I resisted every step of the way. Why he didn't just use his vampire, strength, I didn't know. He smiled down at me—a completely fang free smile—and dipped his head once more.

"Let go," I snapped, glancing around, in case he had reinforcements.

"I'm alone," Richard murmured against my ear.

"Miranda's a little shy," Jessica lied for me, as if she was saving me from total mortification. I felt a low rumble in Richard's chest and realized he was laughing at me, no doubt remembering our last run in.

"Don't you have somewhere to be?" I asked as politely as I could. Perhaps there's a poor defenseless woman lost in an alley somewhere. I thought harshly.

Richard quirked an eyebrow and finally released me. "As a matter of fact, I do have a prior engagement. Until next time, ladies," he said, and smiled at me, barely giving Jessica even a glance. I watched as he backed away and crossed the street, still not watching for traffic.

As soon as he was out of sight, Jessica whirled on me. "What the hell was that?" she demanded, rolling her eyes. "I know he was hot, but when I said you'd freak when you saw him, it was so not a suggestion! It wasn't supposed to be taken literally. Seriously Miranda, what the hell happened? Because there was some seriously awkward tension thrumming between the two of you. It was like, "Hello, my name is Miranda and I'll be your murderer' kind of moment. What was your deal? You looked like you were going to have a stroke when he touched you." She said sharply.

I turned to glare at her. "He was a vampire," I said flatly and climbed into her car, slamming the door closed behind me.

Jessica scrambled to get to the driver's side and climbed in, her mouth hanging open. "He was?" she asked in awe. "How could you tell?"

"We've met," I snapped, sinking down into the seat and folding my arms over my chest.

"You have? When?" Jessica demanded.

"During the summer. I went to his house with a small number of Hunters. It was supposed to be an easy job. We were supposed to get in, kill them all, and get out." I muttered.

"So what happened?" Jessica asked, turning the heat up full blast.

I turned and glanced out the window, my heart skidding to a stop when I saw Richard speaking with a tall red headed woman. I recognized her from that night as well, though I didn't recall her name. "I was the only survivor," I said absently, as the red head took Richard's arm and laughed at something he said. Richard looked incredibly bored and his eyes flicked to the car as if he knew we were in it.

"You're kidding! Why didn't you tell me this before?" Jessica demanded.

"Because it happened before you signed onto the force. You're still just a Rookie Jess, no matter how much I like you. And besides, it isn't exactly something I'm proud of." I sighed, pushing my black waves off my face.

"Why not? Was Steven mad?" Jessica asked, glancing at me.

I nodded. "A little. He lost some good Hunters that day."

"But he didn't lose you." She pointed out.

"Yeah, I'm lucky to be alive. Or, at least, not undead. Richard—that's his name—had me on the floor and he was ready to bite me, or rip my throat out, I'm not sure which," I said hastily, before she had the chance to ask. "That was when the other vampires burst in and he got distracted. I took off as soon as I had the opportunity,"

Jessica shook her head. "That's insanity," she muttered.

"Tell me about it," I sighed, closing my eyes tightly.

"Well, at least you won't ever have to see him again, right?" Jessica asked with a grin.

I cracked an eye open and looked at her. "Right," I said, but somehow, that statement didn't ring true to me. I hadn't seen him since the summer, and it was winter now. That was a long time. And now he just showed up out of the blue? Could it have been a coincidence?

Well, I didn't particularly believe in those.