Spencer was able to hide his scent from Ian when he had come into the barn. He was so close to being caught and his grumbling tummy wasn't helping his situation either but he eventually left.

He remained there still, waiting for when he'd stop perceiving Ian's scent and hearing his accelerating heartbeat.

Spencer had learnt that unmated Vampire's heart could beat due to rush of adrenaline and the quickest way to stop it was to hurt themselves. After he did that and the unbelievable rush of energy drained out of him, the best means to hide his scent was to find something that smelt stronger. This led to the horse shit all over him.

He stopped hearing Ian's heart beat not to long after. Heaving a sigh, he got out of the barn and looked for somewhere to wash off. He saw the house not too far from it making him smiled. Spencer was still pissed that he didn't find human blood tantalizing like the way he had thought Ian's blood was. He almost made the attempt to turn and attack him but that wouldn't be smart seeing that Ian had more experience than him since he even fought beside Miguel in the war.

Making his way to the house, he sniffed the air to be sure he was gone. Nothing. Nothing of him. He cleaned the poo off his face then knocked. A dark-skinned woman opened the door and he smiled at her.

"Hi, can I use your bathroom."

The woman smiled awkwardly, nodding and Spencer thought it was because of the smell but he heard her heart beating fast like she knew something. She was scared.

Was Ian here?

Spencer mentally sighed. Now he had to kill these poor people. He smiled at her as he entered the house. The woman locked the door and led him to the bathroom.

"I'll need a new pair of clothes please."

"Fine." She nodded then went up the stairs.

He watched her go then went into the bathroom to get all the shit off him. Throughout, the thought of Christophe on the floor unmoving was burned into his memory and every time he looked at himself in the mirror he doesn't see a little monster who was in love with his master or teacher but the now renowned monster that killed his own master.

Spencer stayed in the shower longer than he expected. He didn't want to be this thing he was now. He wanted to love human blood like he normally did because now, he can't join another clan and not want to drink their blood. And if word should spread that he killed his own master by drinking his blood, he would not only be shunned but he'd be a wanted man. Vampires are everywhere and if one should see him, he was dead.

Spencer just prayed Miguel kept this story to themselves. Yet, he couldn't still join any clan. He was going to be alone and for good this time. There won't be any more Christophe to save him. To take care of him. Alone...

"No!" he shouted at himself. He didn't need a protector. He could protect himself. He was a grown man. If he could outrun Ian and he could kill his master, didn't that mean could take over his clan? He could be a better master in the memory of Christophe. Christophe might not have been happy that he killed him but he might reconsider if he saved Johnny and Jennifer out of their miseries to. Then again he couldn't just go there and say he wanted them back. He was a wanted man to them and that Marcus wouldn't even waste time in ending him.

And then Miguel would just watch, like he always did. Watch and not give a damn that they were killing of his Vampire. Wasn't he feeling anything?

Spencer got out of the shower with a new aim in life. He was going to be the best master that Christophe couldn't be. Not saying he wasn't good because he was amazing. He was just going to be more than that.

The knock on the door caught his attention and he went to answer it. A dark skinned boy about a year younger than him-he was newly turned to he was still the same age-came and gave him something to wear.

"My mum said you were about my size so I got something out. I hope you like it." he said freely. If Ian was ever here, it was only the mother he told because he couldn't hear anymore heart beat other than the two of them.

"Thank you." He said, doing a once over of the boy and smiling in approval. His plan will have to wait. Now he was hungry and horny. He took the clothes from him then backed away from the door to get dressed.

Spencer got out of the bathroom in something that wasn't really style. There were jag cuts on the knee and it was a rock band shirt. Shaking his head as he walked to the living room, the boy walked pass him and was heading to the door but his mum stopped him, saying, "Honey, where are you going?"

"I thought I'll drop by at Rory's place."

"Oh, okay." She said standing up to look at him but then she saw Spencer. Her heart skipped a beat again and she gave him that awkward smile. "All done?"

"Fine. But I am a bit hungry." He said then turned to the boy, "Hi, I'm spencer. What is your name?"

He smiled at him, "Hey, I'm Connor."

"Connor." He tried the name on his lips then smiled at the boy, "Okay Connor. Go and sit with your mother. I want to tell you both something."

"Could you rush it up? I really need to meet with Rory." He added a little hand gesture for emphasis.

"I'm sorry Connor." He said resting his elbow on his arm as his fingers tapped his chin lightly, "But I can't let you out now. Maybe not ever."

Connor gave him this weird look and his mum said, "Connor baby, come here. Let's do what the man says."

Connor obeyed but kept his eyes fixed on Spencer as he moved to sit with his mother. Such loyal son.

My mother tried to kill me. I paid her a visit after I ran away and became a vampire. I was loyal too.

Dropping his hands, he walked in front of them and grinned. More like a joker's grin because all he was seeing them as was a blood bag. It might not be made of vampire blood but human will have to do. Spencer sat on the coffee table and said, "So how are you both?" When no one answered he pouted, "I hate not getting answers."

"They are coming for you." The mother said and Spence just rose a brow at her.

"Who?"

"The man that was after you." She glared at him but he just cocked his head to the side, licking his lips.

"He'll come." He shrugged. "But you'll be dead then." He pointed at her then stood.

"What are you doing?" Connor stood to defend his mum but she pulled him down making him turn his glare on his mum. "Mum, what is it?"

"Let him be darling. Connor, I want you to go upstairs and call the police."

"Mum?" He was sounding worried now.

"Go!" his mum shouted at him and he quickly stood and left.

Spencer stared into her bright brown eyes, not really rushing it because he knew Connor didn't go up the stairs like his mum had hoped, he'd stop by the end to peep at them. He said to the mother calmly, "Stand up."

She did without a word. Compelling a human was one of the easiest thing to learn when he was a new born. In fact, that was the only class he aced.

Spence came closer to her and brushed the left side of her brown hair to the back. "Just so you know, I'm going to make your death quick. It's your son I want." He said the instant he made eye contact with Connor. He froze there and Spencer smiled.

"Please not my son. Just take me instead."

"Honey, I'm into dudes so shut up and let me get busy." He didn't allow her to beg again as he pierced his fangs into her vein and cringing at first because of the hot taste of her blood but then something in his head clicked and all he could think about was it.

Christophe blood never tasted like this. It tasted normal, like how human blood tasted like. Although, this one tasted way more exotic and Spence was sure she was human. It made a part of him feel fuzzy and another part of him unbelievably hard. It wasn't even her that was doing it. It was the blood.

The human blood...

Spence pulled away when he knew she was drained but god was he already addicted. He let her drop to the floor then looked up to find Connor but he wasn't there. Using his speed, he ran up the stairs then broke down the door to the room he was sure Connor was in and boy was he going to get it.

Connor was on the phone and talking to someone who wasn't believing him because he had started shouting. Spence scoffed, making him still on the spot.

"You know, I've always thought Human blood was just good back then when it was a natural pull but damn was I wrong." He told him as he walked up to him as he moved back. The person on the phone was still trying to talk to him but Connor was too focused on Spence to do that and that made him smile, "Your blood is going to give me the orgasm I have been waiting for for years."

"Please leave me alone." He begged.

Spence just took the phone from him when he had pinned him to the wall and said, "Sorry, that's my brother. We were doing a prank call and I didn't know he'll take it so seriously."

"Really?" the woman on the phone said, "Are you sure because he almost had a panic attack?"

Spence smirked at Connor and said into the receiver, "My brother is good at acting. Sorry for the problem ma'am."

"It is fine. Please don't do that again."

"Sure." He hung up then crushed the phone with his hand. Let's see who he will call now.

"Please!" he begged again.

Spence rose a brow at him as his finger slid down from his temples to shirt to rip the buttons open. He pulled the shirt off, smiling at what was underneath. His body was pretty toned and firm but Spencer couldn't wait to see what was underneath that jeans.

As he unbuckled his belt, Connor asked cautiously, "What are you going to do with me?"

"Depends." He replied then slid his hands in his boxers and grabbed his manhood.

Connor released a sharp breath as he slid his hand up and down him. Spence worked him faster to his heart beat because he didn't have one. Not yet though... Connor's breath came out faster and quicker, holding on to Spence for support because his legs felt like jelly.

He brushed his tip as he bit his ear, stroking him so fast that his nails pierced into Spencer's skin. When Connor began to moan and writhe in his hands that was when Spencer knew he was coming. He smiled, letting him have his fun as he grinding into his hand, writhing when he brushed his tip again.

"I...I think I'm... co-"

"Sh!" he shut him up as he removing his hand, making Connor lean on him.

"Why did you-"

"I know what I'm doing. I'm not a Siren who lets this partner have all the fun. I'm a Vampire who was just nice enough to share a little pleasure with you."

Connor pulled away from him quickly like he had touched fire causing Spencer to laugh and walk over to the bed. He sat on it and said, "Don't be scared. From the little gift I left you, you should know I'm not trying to kill you."

"But mum-" his breath was shaky and he could hardly stand well.

"Was a woman. And I don't have a thing for women." He interrupted him. "Men on the other hand..." he trailed off so Connor could get his point.

"What do you want me to do then?" he asked confused.

"Easy. If you give me the orgasm I want, I won't kill you."

"But I'm not gay." He said as he came out from his hiding place between the wardrobe and desk.

"Then you better be or you are dead." He simpered when he saw the boner from his pants. "Come here let me fix that Connor. And don't come here with you clothes on. That will just be a bummer."

Swallowing, Connor took off all of his clothes then came up to him all red from the embarrassment. Spence was enjoying himself. He hadn't even been touched yet and he was as hard as a brick wall. Why human blood tasted so good was still a mystery to him but right now, he was about to have fun. Mysteries could wait.

He motioned for Connor to get on his lap and he did, straddling him. Spence smiled then pulled his head down to kiss him. His tongue darted in without much of a struggle and in seconds the kiss was intense. They kissed, roughly but passionately at the same time. Spence noticed Connor was trying to rush the kiss, make it more wet and arduous. It was working excellently well because Spence became lost in the kiss and to be the nice guy that he was, he seized him again and stroked him. Pleasing him as he kissed him but he could hardly concentrate at the speed was going. Connor's head fell on his shoulder and all he could hear was the deep moaning and groaning he was doing.

Spencer kissed his cheeks then his ear, biting it playfully and Connor squirmed. He brushed his tip again and that did it for Connor. Without a warning he came into his hand.

As Connor slowly pulled away and tried to apologize, Spence hushed him and tasted him. He tasted spicy and he loved the flavor. He looked up at Connor's red face, "I think this might work after all."

~::~

Miguel got out of the stall just in time to see Garret entering the office. He smiled at his luck then ran up to meet the man.

"Garret." He exclaimed and then man quickly turned to him, a little startled but smiled anyway.

"Miguel. Good to see you." He shook Miguel's hand and added, "Another surprise visit in one week? You must be a very free man."

He laughed, dropping his hand. "No. There's just this issue I'd like to address. Who brought the previous vampires in?" he asked as Garret signed in.

"Um..." he hummed, glancing at Miguel then back at the officer. "Josephine, do you know who brought those Vampires in?"

The woman stared at him confused then said, "Vampires?"

Garret frowned at her, folding his arm and opening his mouth to say something but he quickly closed it back. He just realized that no one really knew they were vampires. The buffy man sighed and said, "Today's..."

"19." She helped.

"Who was on front desk on the 16?" he asked hastily.

"James." she answered.

"Where is he now?"

"He is off duty today."

He nodded then checked his watch for the time. "When will he be here?"

"Next tomorrow sir." She answered.

Miguel wasn't enjoying the news he was hearing but just to be sure James wasn't dead yet he asked, "When last was James in?"

"He was here yesterday." Josephine answered swiftly as she flipped through her documents.

"Anything odd about him?" he asked again.

"No." She looked back at him, puzzled by the questions, "he was fine. Is there anything wrong sir?"

Garret and the woman looked at him with just that amount of curiosity that had him smiling awkwardly. Marcus could handle interrogations way more than he could.

"No, just being your regular kind-hearted citizen." He shrugged the topic off saying, "Garret, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Uh..." he nodded, his brows were still creased in curiosity. He smiled at Josephine and said, "I'll see you later."

"Sure." She smiled coyly at him and it made Marcus grinned but he didn't address it until they were in the silent comfort of his office.

"So you and Josephine?" His smile only deepened when he saw the man blush.

"Mr. Bernard-"

"Now you are going formal. So there is something between you guys. You know you can't lie, I'll catch you just when you start." He teased the man as they sat.

"What do you want to tell me?" he tried to compose himself.

Miguel rolled his eyes at the man's childishness and got back to business, "Those Vampires that were brought here, I need to know who turned them in."

"That might be hard to know. They weren't the only ones brought here. About five more people came with them."

"Okay. How many vampires were there?"

"Three wasn't it?" he asked, pulling out his drawer to get some folders and files from it. He dropped them on the table. Locking his drawer, he pushed the files to Miguel. "That's all I got from them."

Nodding, he spread the three files out. Spencer, Jennifer and Johnny were the names and pictures on the files. No Kellan. "Are their statement in there?"

"Yes. It should be."

"Do you know any one named Kellan?"

He shook his head, relaxing on his chair, "I didn't get any Kellan. If a Kellan got arrested with them and wasn't brought here that means he's still in the holding cell."

He flipped through Spencer's file, frowning when he saw his statement. It was just as Mrs. McFee had said. "These statement are they the genuine one?"

"Yeah."

Miguel stared at the words and how they were properly spelt without much errors. Actually, no errors at all. He licked his lips then looked back at Garret, "Where were they written?"

"The Trevor street station. It wasn't obviously written here." he snorted.

Miguel smiled as he closed the file. There was no use believing it. It might be possible that the people who took Kellan away must have made them change their statement. However, the weird thing in all these was that, the only people who bring in any rogue supernatural being were the P.H.A.S agents or soldiers. But when they are taken, they go straight to P.H.A.S, not a normal human cell.

But people did make mistakes sometimes.

"Are there any P.H.A.S agent here?" he asked, pushing the files back to the warden.

"No. Except they are spies. I haven't employed anyone new officer yet even."

"I'll need a copy of their statement and a picture of the three of them, please."

Now Garret was worried. Miguel could see it in the way he leaned forward and looked at him, "Is anything wrong?"

"Nothing to get your panties in a bunch but mine..." he sighed.

Garret remained quiet for a while before he nodded and said, "I can scan the pages and get it for you. As for their pictures, I don't think I jave more than what's in there." he pointed at the files then shrugged.

He let out an annoyed breath because that meant he had to go back to Christophe's house again. Managing a smile when he saw Garret's sympathetic one, he leaned back on his seat and said, "I'll just get the statement then."

"Okay. I'll just call someone to do that." He said as he reached for his phone. "By the way, are you into red wine or is tequila just fine?"

Miguel laughed when the man wiggled his brow at him, pressing the phone to his ear.

"Red wine would be just right."

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Sorry if you are not into LGBT. I am going to keep everyone's sexual relationship on a mini.

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(Liam Hemsworth as Marcus.

Lucy Hale as Jenna)