Marcus lifted Lucas off the floor,  carried him off and into the night sky. He would be home within minutes. He knew his brother had a large staff,  someone there who could save him.

He was escorted in and questioned, laying his brother to the floor where he bled out all over the marble foyer. Marcus also covered in blood. Arthur scrambled, yelling things to other staff, sending them off. They returned with a stretcher and lifted his lifeless body, removed his jacket and shirt, exposing the three gaping wounds.

''He will bleed to death, all of you get the medical supplies, we need to make to make him drink," Marcus yelled to them.

 They forced blood down his throat, Lucas stirred and drank what he could. Within minutes a call came on, a doctor on the payroll was heading to the estate, he would arrive in minutes. They waited in the foyer. Lucas in and out of consciousness looking around at the blurred lights and faces, he could not make out who was there.

"Marcus,"he said, calling his brother to him. "I am sorry."

Marcus, was torn, all the years he had wished his brother dead, all the torment he enjoyed inflicting on him, all the games. And now he faced the real possibility, his brother would be dead within minutes. He stood by helpless to save him. And he wanted very much to save him. He leaned down to him, grabbed his hand.

"Don't be sorry, I should be sorry, I am sorry. You can't die yet, I mean, really who will I have to torment, without you here?"

Lucas smiled, he saw Marcus was sincere and for the first time in centuries, he felt close to him again.

"How could I be so selfish, leaving you with no fun." He tried to joke. He choked and spit up blood, all they had fed him rising back up, his body refusing it.

''Take my blood brother, here take it." Marcus bit his wrist and held it his brothers mouth. Lucas tried and again, gagged it came back up. 'Where is that damn doctor.''  Marcus yelled.

Lucas felt death coming for him, the irony he thought, he was going to give Sloane death, yet she gave it to him. Of all the luck. he thought. Mangled thoughts of what happened raced in his head. He thought about Andie, locked away here, would Sloane move on once he was gone, leave her alone? Likely, he hoped. If she thought killing her would somehow give her back to me, in death.

'Get, Roger, now,'' Yelled Arthur, growing impatient waiting for the doctor. Roger was an EMT, he  would have to assist.

The guards ran down the hall, music could be heard as they approached the safe room. The door flew open and the guards interrupted the fashion show.

"Roger, now, you too." He pointed to the other man, Kevin. "Lets go, we have an emergency.''

"Oh thank god! Sorry, but you heard the man, it was fun but we gotta go. Roger quickly said to Davis as he reached for his clothes. A look of relief taking over his painted face.

''No time for that,'' said the guard at the door.

"You serious? Come on man, I got a dress on, I can't move in the heels," answered Kevin.

"Lucas has been attacked, he is in bad shape, take the heels off and move it;" the guard explained to them.

Andies heart flip flopped in every direction, her stomach twisted instantly, her mouth went dry as she tried to ask what happened.The men in drag raced out, the guard behind them. The door about to close when Davis shoved his size 11 pink pump, into the door, stopping it.

"Lets move it Sissy. They ran after the guards, following Roger, to see what happened.

Up ahead, Roger, and Kevin, both dressed in gowns, full makeup and long flowing wigs. Neither man could run in heels so they were running barefoot. Davis passed them sprinting like a pro, running in his pink heels. He was the first to take turn and what he saw made him gasp and turn back. Blood everywhere, Lucas carved up and not moving.

He grabbed Andie before she could make the turn. 'No, you don't want to see this." He held her back .

"No, let me see." She said. Her face desperate, eyes fighting back tears. "How bad is it, please let me see." She said. Her lips trembling. Davis not letting her move.

'Andie, it's bad, real bad. He is covered in blood, you want to see that? You want to watch the man die?

"But he can't die, he is a vampire, can he die? That's not what happens they don't die, Right? She began to panic. 'let me see him, I need to see him.' She started to get mad, shoving Davis pushing him to the hall. She could hear Roger giving out orders, asking for things. He was loud and panicked.

Marcus stood by, confused why these men were dressed like women that had come from a ball. Is this part of his security team, a disguise? He thought? He really has to live now. I never get opportunities like this.

At that thought, He saw someone rolling on the floor, from the hall into the foyer. It was another man in a gown, this one wresting with a woman also dressed in a gown. They were having some sort of argument but he could not tell what they were saying from the distance.

Marcus did not understand, he was completely confused about what was going on at his brothers house. Such madness he thought. His thoughts quickly turned as the door opened and the doctor walked in, spotting Lucas first then the rolling blue and pink gowns down the hall and the men in drag trying to hook up an IV.

He took it in stride, ordered them out of his way and began to open up the wounds, saw the problem immediately, "Silver shards, laced in some green fabric." he said. "Deep inside, open my bag, hand my my instruments, give him blood as I work." Lucas was in and out of consciousness. The doctor first flushed the wounds, then dug in and removed tiny shards of silver as he did the wounds began to close. Lucas began to move and then opened his eyes.

Marcus smiled, he was going to live, the healing had begun he was no longer bleeding, he was coming back.

"Ahh brother, so glad to have you back, I have so many questions, all these secrets. I had no Idea." He smiled slyly.

Lucas was not sure what he meant, he felt good, able to sit up. He then saw Roger and Kevin standing nearby. Once they saw he was going to be ok. Roger gave him a little payback.

'Oh its no secret, he pays us to dress like this and we have fashion shows.' Said Roger.

Hahahaha, Marcus was bent over laughing at the thought of it. 'And what about Thelma and Louise." Pointing to Davis who was sitting on top of Andie trying to make her stop pulling his wig off.

Lucas smiled at the sight of them, he could not help his amusement. 'What are they doing out here, who was watching the door?'

The guards stopped the fight, dragged Davis of Andie and she stood up, hair a mess, dress twisted. She saw Lucas looking at her. She smiled and started to cry at the sight of him all bloody.

Davis was arguing with the guard, he was upset and was trying to protect Andie. He stopped fighting, he heard someone laughing. He looked and saw Marcus, keeled over hysterical. Lucas standing walking towards him and Andie. He didn't take his eyes off her.

"Hello Andie. You look stunning.'' He appeared nervous, walking slowly towards her, unsure of himself but hopeful after seeing her face. Was she was going to be happy to see him?'' '

"Are you ok," she asked looking at the blood smeared all over him. Her eyes filled with tears.

"Are you crying for me? He was thrilled.

"No, she is not. She is upset about, about, my fashion show! You ruined it! Yelled Davis.

''How rude of me, How dare I ruin your fashion show with my death." He said, even more amused.

She looked down, closing her eyes, "Shut up Davis.' She said to him.

"Of course, I would not want you to die, she said.

''I am touched my lady. Your tears give me something to hope for? He asked her with his eyes wide hoping for an answer.

''We get back to you about that, now lets go.' Davis grabbed her arm, she went along not sure what to do, all eyes on her, everyone listening. Davis took her back to the door and waited for the guards to open it.

Lucas suddenly hopeful, caught up in that moment, did not realize he had an audience. His brother, sporting a wide grin, arms folded. The guys in drag wiping the fake tears from their eyes, giving him an oh Andie as he walked by them

'''Shut up, all of you.' Embarrassed and laughing they had caught him. "You're fired." He said to the them. Joking as he shook their hands, then thanking them for trying to save him.

''And you my brother. Thank you." He faced Marcus, put his hand in his shoulder and grabbed him for a hug.

Marcus hugged him back, maybe this would change things. Lucas missed his brother. It was good to have him back. If he had him back. Friends and close as they once were.

Lucas cleaned himself up and changed into clean clothes. He met Marcus in the library where they could talk. All he was thinking about was Andie. He wanted so badly to go see her, she clogged his thinking. Marcus was barely able to hold a conversation with him.

''Are you alright brother? You seem like your somewhere else, like maybe somewhere the girl is.' He smiled.

''I am. is it that obvious?.

''What are you afraid of then go to her. What is keeping you away?

''She hates me, so she says, she is fighting me, thanks to you. Maybe you could go clean that litle mess up, if you don't mind.'

''Don't push it Lucas, I am not playing matchmaker, I am better off doing, well better off doing more destructive things. But I do apologize for that, even still I rather enjoyed it. She was furious. Hardly a reaction from a woman that didn't care, now is it. Perhaps I did you a favor. Made things more interesting. A battle of wills."

''She doesn't believe me, she thinks me dog, lusting for her, with or without the potion. its the damn love potion.''

''What love potion?'

''She sprayed me with a full bottle. One of Cats premium potions."

''Yes, and they don't work on us, now do they. She is a lively one isn't she." He grinned.

''It worked on me, or so I think, not sure, don't care. I want her. I love her."

''Then go, tell her. Don't be an idiot, you were close to death tonight for the first time in a hundred years or more. Good lord, did she castrate you? Go your embarrassing me with your fear of her."

Lucas thought it over, Marcus was right. He was going to tell her. He had to find a few missing body parts, and to help him along, he took a large gulp of Whiskey and headed to face her.

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