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[b][color=f26522]Sasha O'Neill[/color] [color=fff200]&[/color] [color=00a99d]Jean Belair[/color][/b]

Jean awoke to the tunes of ' your name in a rose tatoo, Sasha's alarm. Sleepy he looked at the alarm clock besides his bed and looked at the time, 07:12. The tune continued for what seemed like an eternity before it stopped and Jean closed his eye's again. Sasha was probably going to walk around the house for a bit. He jsut hopend she would be smart enough not to go beyond the fences. after 5 minutes the tune started again and irritated he switched on the light. 

[color=00a99d]''Lassy, your alarm is going.....off''[/color] Jean said, the last word stuck in his troath. Sasha's bed was empty. With a jump he was out of his own bed, the treath made by the other vampire still in his mind. He placed his hand on her matrass, it was cold, very cold. Still in his Pj's Jean ran out of the room a gun in his hand. [color=00a99d]''Calm down, maybe she is somehwere in the house''[/color] He said to himself as he went to check ever room.

The biggest suprise laid on the couch in the form of a young vampire. His years at SOLDIER had sharpened his senses and he could just feel the words 'vampire' coming from the sleeping man. Jean let him be, he was sure Vladimir whould have killed him if he was a unknown and not welcomed intruder. He searched further in the house and could not find her. With a sigh he decided it was time to pull Vlad out of his bed. Sasha had probably left for a moring stroll outside the fences or the vamp had sneaked in and taken her.

Without knocking Jean openend the door.
[color=00a99d]''Vladimir, Sasha is missing. She is nowhere...to..be..found''[/color] Insta regret washed over his face as a nightmare seemed to unfold infornt of him. Sasha laid in the bed of Vladimir, he had his arms wrapped around her. With a firm tug on the door he closed it, a sting of jealosy washing over his heart, it pained him to see her with another. But he could not blame her, he had never even dard to tell her he ahd liked her. Frustrated Jean slammed his hand agaisnt the wall and wnet through the thin wood, smahing a hole in it.

[color=00a99d]''Dammit Sasha''[/color] He cursed,

at least she was safe