"Oh yea, did I mention my family was well off?" He playfully informs Cara as he holds her tight, partially protectively, partially for support, as the two walk across the tarmac. 

There was nostalgia in the air, nothing smelt the same as home. It was slightly different, but finding it slightly new had become the same.
Alek looked to the far expanse of every direction, savouring the sweet open cool night air. 
Then they got into the car.

He didn't trust Sabines words, even if she did. Vlad had a way of manipulating people to think one thing but do another. As far as Alek knew Sabine still didn't truly understand the timely spiteful mockery her presence implied or the history behind it.

Vlad hadn't told her and Alek wouldn't give him the satisfaction of succumbing to his design or burdening the girl with information she could not change. So he continued his hardest to try ignore it.

Alek felt something turning in his stomach and rising up in his throat. Quickly he flung open the car door as he hurled up from the depths of his stomach. Cara wouldn't see it was pure blood, mostly her blood, but then again Alek doesn't know what happened after that...

For the first time on centuries, he blacked out...


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"CARA!"....

He yells frantically when suddenly and finally awakening.