You Look Like You've Seen a Ghost

“I noticed recently that I...haven't changed. I haven't grown, or anything in two years. I went to the doctor and he told me why.”

A furrowed my eye brows.

“...My body was waiting for yours to catch up. He said one of us was born late, or early so our body's weren't synchronized as they should have been. So my body stopped changing until yours caught up.”

“Meaning?”

He blushed. “Well...when I was a senor my body was fully functional and...formed. Because you were a freshman your reproductive organs were mature but your body was not. You had yet to fully develop yourself in terms of body shape. My body knew this and made me stop.”

“So if...we had mated and I had gotten pregnant...”

“You would have had a miscarriage, if against some astronomical odds you hadn't, you would have been unable to lactate to feed the baby. It would have starved.”

Doctors have yet to make a vampire baby formula like they have for humans so he's right.

I looked down, unsure of what to think.

Maybe it's a good thing he didn't like me then, it saved a child's life. I knew I wasn't ready but I never thought it went that far. Not only did my heart, and brain tell me no but my fertile instincts knew it as well. They warned me something bad would happen, so I should avoid it. Kinda makes me relieved that issue never came up.

“But now it's different.”

I looked up at him, knocked from my thought by his voice.

“Now, you are completely physically matured and would be able to mother a child like any other fertile,” “Safely.” he added upon second thought.

I nodded, and instinctively put my legs together. He seemed to notice it but didn't question it. I knew he knew we wouldn't mate anytime soon and I don't plan on being a teenage mother. Unlike half the fertiles that attended my school. Most of them were by accident, but I'm not going to be like that. I'm not saying I'll wait till marriage but I will wait until I graduate. When I have a baby it will be planned.

To ease the tension I laughed. “You saying I grew up well?”

He cracked a smile and laughed a bit. “Yeah.”

I couldn't help but blush at the slight compliment.

“Ya know,” I looked up at his face. “They say if a girl blushes when she gets a compliment she doesn't get enough.”

I blushed harder and looked down. He chuckled lightly to himself.

“What time is it?” I asked, looking around.

“Almost 2.” he answered, pulling out his phone. School's almost out, and my last class was a study hall so it's all good.

A boy ran yelled. “Dory! Dory!” I looked over to see Brandon, now looking like a ten year old, we discovered he ages fast possibly for the same reason Devin aged slowly.

I stood and ran over to him. “What's wrong?”

His eyes glistened with tears. “D-dad...he went nuts. He was doing so well but then he just...” he blubbered, running over to Devin who came over to investigate. Remember fertiles seek dom comfort, so Brandon doesn't care he hasn't seen Devin in two years.

Devin picked him up with ease as if he were a todler and put him on his hip.

“Dory, take us to your house.” Devin tossed me his car keys.

“I can't drive.”

“Crash course. Left gas, right break. Now go.” we all sprinted to the car, Devin held Brandon as I clulessly got behind the wheel and pulled out of the drive way by only going forward, hitting some random tiny car on the way. Brandon sobbed in Devin's shoulder as I all but floored it all the way to my parents house, screeching around corners and hitting a few cars lightly. I could hear Brandon sobbing and Devin coo to him the entire time.

Despite the circumstances, it was really sweet that Devin was so good with children. It appealed to me, as it should but I wonder why?

Stupid mating instinct, telling me what I should do. Fuck no.

If I had any doubt that in the future Devin would be a good father, I would be wrong. Devin seems good with kids, young fertiles at least.

We screeched to a stop in front of my house and Devin thrust Brandon into my lap getting out of the car and flying up the path to the door. He tore the door of it's hinges and disappeared inside coming out with my mother wrapped in a blanket, unconscious and bloody.

I gasped and Brandon hid his face in my breasts crying.

“It'll be okay B, it'll be okay.”

I rubbed his back and watched as Devin made a frantic call on his cell phone.

~Devin~

“He's been beaten, and raped. The sick bastard ran.” I growled into the phone that I held between my shoulder and my ear as I looked down at Dory's mother.

“On our way.” The dom on the other end said before hanging up.

I set him down against the house and checked for a pulse; he is alive. Beneath the blanket I covered him with he is completely naked, unless bruises count as clothes. Hand prints, ring prints, old scars...

This bastard is going to get caught, and he will be at the mercy of the council. No doubt they will have him killed. A dom who does this to not only his wife, mother of his children but a fertile, is no dom at all. He is only the base of what we are, he is only a vampire.

I looked over at the car after double checking that the wind wouldn't move the blanket, to see Brandon crying into Dory's breasts. Dory herself was crying but I could tell she was trying to be strong for his sake.

Has her father ever hit her? Or Brandon?

My blistering fury made my eyes turn blood red as these questions came up.

If I find this bastard before the council, I will show no mercy. If he harmed my mate, I have the legal right.

I could feel so much sorrow and sadness that I know wasn't mine. The Griffin children felt like this, but I also felt a bit of regret.

Dory?

Why would she feel regretful? Had has she done?

My instincts had me torn, I want to go to the fertiles who are in tears but I also want to remain with the hurt fertile who is also the mother of my mate.

What's taking the guards so long!?!?

I no more than thought that and a large black van pulled up, three doms hopped out and hurried over to Dory's mother.

Two of them went in the house and one took the fertile into the van carefully.

One came out of the house to speak to me.

“You the one who called?”

“Yes.” Obviously, why else would I be here?

“I need to you tell me about how you knew about this.”

“I was at the park with my mate when her little brother called her over in tears.”

“I'd like to speak with them too.” He said.

“They're a bit shaken up.” Seriously? I just carried their naked, bruised, bloody mother out of their house and you expect them to talk?

He looked in the car. “I see, but I still need to talk to them while it's fresh in their minds.”

“Fine.” I growled, storming off to the car I opened the door and peeked my head in.

They both looked at me, teary eyed.

“He wants to talk to the two of you.” My voice was soft, and respectful in their time of weakness.

Brandon shook his head and put his face back in Dory's breasts.

“Give me a minuet?” Dory asked, I had to agree. I shut the door and told the dom they'd be out soon.

I crossed my arms and listened in to their conversation.

“You need to be a big boy now B, for mommy.” Dory cooed, stroking his hair softly.

“B-but I c-cant!” he cried.

“Yes you can. You're a great boy, and you need to be strong. I believe in you. You can do this. Tell the dom what happened, and maybe I can con Devin into getting you ice cream.” she winked.

I smirked, finding her ability to work with children attractive, she was not only a properly formed fertile but I kind, motherly one. She had gotten the motherly instinct most fertiles get at age 16. She would be a capable mother, who would kiss a scrapped knee or even a bump just to make the child feel happy.

Shit! How can I be thinking about her mothering my child? I just spoke to her for the first time in years,the last thing I said to her was awful, she is still in Andy's care and we're not ready. By far.

Still, I know I doubted her being my mate years ago but those doubts are well put to rest.

The next thing I herd was the car door open, I watched her take his hand and walk him over to the dom who smiled welcomingly.

Brandon clung to his sisters' skirt.

“My name is Edward Vin, I'm with the VCOA (Vampire council of America).”

He introduced himself, showing a badge.

“My name is Dory Griffin, this is my little brother Brandon.”

Edward eyed Dory's neck, or her protection mark rather.

“Miss. Griffin, would you mind if I asked you to move your hair?”

“Not at all.” she moved her hair from over both of her shoulders bearing the mark clearly.

He looked at it then looked at me.

“Who is her protector?”

“Andrew Biersack.”

He pulled a note pad out and wrote something down.

“Okay, now who want's to go first?”

__---time lapse_---

Brandon fell asleep in the back seat of the car and Dory and I got in.

“So...I kinda promised Brandon ice cream....”

I smirked “That you'd con me into it?”

She blushed, realizing I herd everything.

“You can't con me, I can promise you that. But...bribe me...” I gave a sly look to her.

Dory blushed deeper, beautiful eyes flicking to her sleeping brother in the back seat.

“You don't want to let him down do you?” My smirk grew.

“No.”

“Well?”

She sighed and leaned over to my seat where she pressed our lips together softly, but I don't want soft. I made this apparent by pulling her gently but firmly over to my lap her knees were on the other side of my legs.

She gasped, accidentally allowing me enough to space to enter her mouth. She put up no resistance to my hands that roamed up up her broad hips to her small waist. I couldn't stop my hands from sliding up and down the curve of her waist a few times before gripping her plump butt.

Our lips molded together as they were meant to as I explored her mouth thoroughly. My heart picked up speed, and honestly my stomach was in excited knots.

Maybe two minuets later she pushed on my chest, I obligingly backed off and looked at her face. “We're going to wake Brandon up.”

I pursed my lips, noticing her shift slightly on my lap. “Bribe accepted.”

Her bright smile made me grin, it showed her adorable little fangs were slightly down; she was aroused.

Well I am pretty sexy.

She slid over to her seat and buckled up as I turned the car on. Soon we were pulling up at Garret's Ice Cream: owned and operated by vampires.

Dory unbuckled and reached into the back seat to wake her brother. He opened his eyes and yawned, eying her.

“Ice cream.” she smiled, fangs no longer slightly descended.

He beamed and scrambled to get unbuckled.

I took Dory's hand, she took Brandon's in her other one. We were greeted by a dom at the door who looked like the only reason he worked there was because his mate wanted him to.

He opened the door for us, the room was wide and long, striped with white and red like peppermint walls with a glossy tile floor. A long pink counter stretched out on the right side, along with a big menu that hung on the wall.

I cringed but Dory and Brandon eagerly towed me up to the counter, looking like a kid in a candy store.

Yeah, I went there.

“Uh...chocolate chip cookie dough, with peanut butter sauce and rainbow sprinkles!” Brandon beamed at the fertile behind the counter who smiled.

Dory stepped up. “King size drumstick please.”

The fertile nodded. “Coming up. You?” He asked me.

I shook my head “No, thank you.”

He shrugged and got the ice cream, rung it up and I paid for it. We went to a booth, Dory and I sat beside each other and Brandon sat in front of his sister. He dug into his bowel as Dory unwrapped her ice cream cone.

As I watched her eat it, I couldn't help but get hard as I watched her pierced tongue flit expertly around the cone. Why is she so innocently sexy?

Luckily Brandon was oblivious, mashing his ice cream up in his bowel.

When she noticed me watching she blushed looked away, taking a bite of the cone. I grinned and shook my head, amused.

When they finished their ice cream, we got back in the car and sat there wondering what to do.

Dory turned to the back seat. “How'd you like to stay with uncle Darren?”

Brandon beamed “I'd love to! Aunt Harry always makes cookies with me!”

She pulled out her phone and wrote a long text, then sent it.

Soon her phone vibrated and she read the text. “Okay but our cousin Oliver is there.”

“That's fine.”

“Alright Devin, can you follow directions?” she arched an eye brow at me, sitting back in her seat.

“Can you give good ones?”

“Ha.” she smirked, I turned on the car and she directed me to a large green house. An adult male fertile with long blonde hair and a dom boy with matching blonde hair of about 9 stood with him on the porch.

“Your clothes are still where you left them, have fun. Someone will pick you up sometime okay?” Dory kissed her brothers' forhead, he wiped it off distastefully. “Dory I'm too old for that!” he whined.

“You're never to old for motherly love. Right Dev?”

Awww, she called me Dev. Oh right, I should answer that.

“Uh, yeah totally. I hope you never have to meet my mother.” I confessed.

Brandon rolled his eyes and the dom boy walked down the sidewalk and opened his door.

“Hey cuz.” he smiled.

“Hey.” Brandon and the boy walked back up to the porch and went in the house.

I looked up at the black sky and frowned. “I should take you back to Andy's.”

She frowned, making me want to kiss it away.

“Yeah...I guess...”

I can feel that she is sad, it's not that she doesn't want to go back it's that she doesn't want to leave me. I feel the same. But until I reclaim her by physically mating with her, having sex with her, she is Andy's responsibility.

As I drove to Andy's house, I snuck peeks at the black bite mark that marked her as protected.

When we arrived we had a long, kissy goodbye and I promised to pick her up from school tomorrow. I watched in awe as she headed up the path, her hips fluidly swaying with each step.

~Dory~

I closed the door behind my self and sighed, smitten. He kissed me! A LOT! I've been waiting for this for years and it's finally happened! Oh my god!

Andy walked into the foyer in his PJ's: Batman boxers and a black tank top.

“You look like you have a schoolgirl crush.” he commented.

I scowled before smiling and running to him, jumping so he had to catch me and I hugged him. “Oh my god Andy I'm so happy!” I beamed.

He chuckled and swung me around.

“I know. I'm still connected to you, for now.”

Oh yeah , the protection mark lets him feel my feelings a bit and read my thoughts and shit.

“And shit?” he asked.

“Yup.” I kissed his cheek and he put me down.

Manson bounded up to me and sat in my way.

“Oh you lump.” I began to pet him, he dropped to his back at once so I'd rub his belly. I knelt and did so for a few minuets.

I stood and stepped over the large dog heading to my/Andy's room to put my PJ's on. I changed into my black shirt that said in white letters 'Back up bitch, I'm a fuckin' vampire' with blood dripping off them and there that Andy got me for my last birthday. It's my favorite shirt, ha ha. I put on some black shorts too.

I felt a bit lightheaded and remembered that I should drink some blood. So I padded past Sally to the kitchen where Andy was going through a cupboard.

“I know I have some batman gumies.” he mumbled.

I rolled my eyes and opened the fridge where I pulled out the jug of B positive. I poured it into my glass, but it back and popped it in the microwave.

I watched Andy stick his tongue out in concentration as he poked around until the microwave beeped. I took out my cup and downed it all. I took care of my glass and wiped my mouth on my arm. Lady like right?

I wish I had a fertile friend I could tell all about my day, who knew my situation.

Wait...I do...Josh!

Andy smirked. “Then call him, Ricky is at a job interview so he's not busy.”

Stupid mind reading.

“Not for too much longer I think.” he responded. I grabbed the house phone and dialed Josh's number.

I told him everything, and he commented appropriately.

“I'm so glad Devin finally came to his senses!” and “Is he gonna be okay?” We talked until Andy told me it was time to sleep. So like 11 o'clock.