I stayed with Tyler for almost two hours and somewhere in the second hour, I figured out my plan. I would get any cash remaining in the cabin, I'd call the cops about Tyler since they still think Tyler and I are missing because of the cat lady getting murdered thing, and I'd leave town.

I take one glance at Tyler before going to walk out the cabin door. I already called the cops and while searching around I found two twenties and a crap ton of change.

Before I can carry out step three of my plan someone steps in front of me, someone I don't know.

The guy is about a foot taller than me with sun-kissed skin and light brown eyes. He has a short brown mohawk and the sides of his head are shaved. There's tattoo's all over his arms, the sides of his heads, his legs, and his neck. He's wearing a tight black vee neck shirt, khaki cargo pants, and black vans.

I take a step back into the cabin, "Who are you?"

"The names Glen." He says as he steps up to the cabin door with a cocky smile, "You must be Riley."

His voice is deep but at the same feminine. It's weird.

I turn and I look for an exit but I don't come up with one so I turn back to him, "Yes I am. What do you want?"

Glen glances at Tyler before sticking his head in and looking at my father, "Well I must say, this has been an interesting turn of events. One lose end cleaned up and one vampire dead."

At the mention of Tyler being dead tears begin to pour out of my eyes and Glen looks at me with pity.

"Bad time?" Glen asks stepping into the cabin.

"If you're here to kill me or whatever get on with it because if not, I need to leave. The cops are on there way." I say frantically wiping the tears from my face, "And I don't want to be here when they arrive."

Glen shrugs and his grin returns, "Then let's get out of here, I'll take you where ever you want to go."

I shake my head and take a step back, "I don't know you, I don't know what you want from me, and I'm most certainly not going anywhere with you."

"Huh funny thing is, you don't have a choice," Glen says taking another step towards me, "See I happen to be a vampire hunter andd an undercover cop, so I have three choices I could make. I could kill you, I could arrest you for the murder of your father and that guy behind you, or you can come with me. What will you have me do Riley?"

I begin to hear sirens in the distance so I clench my fist before looking at Glen, "Fine but I'm hungry. I want food."

Glen nods, "On the way to our destination we'll stop at Smash Burgers or IHop."

"Destination?" I ask as I begin walking to the cabin door.

"It's a word that mea-"

"I know what it means," I say stepping out of the cabin, "Where are we going?"

Glen walks out behind me, leaving the door open, "Somewhere where no one will find you."

As the cop sirens get much louder Glen grabs my hand and speed runs me away from the area and to a dirty silver Acura on a dirt road somewhere away from the sirens.

"Get in." Glen says letting my arm go.

"A vampire hunting other vampires?" I ask examing Glen's tattoos.

Some are all tribal looking and stereotypical while other are cartoonish and weird.

"And how could you get into the cabin if you are a vampire?"

Glen pulls the car door open for me, "Well, I'm not full vampire exactly. I'm basically a human with all the perks of being a vampire. I just don't have the immortality perk and I don't crave blood."

I climb into the car as interested as ever, "What do you mean you're half human half vampire?"

As Glen climbs into the car my eyes shift to my belly. Will my demon spawn be like him?

"It means my mother was a human and my father was a vampire." Glen says as he starts the car.

"So it is possible..." I say as stroke my belly some more which Glen notices.

"Your pregnant aren't you?" Glen asks as he begins driving, "Is it the dead vampire's at the cabin?"

I nod without even thinking, "What happen to your mom?"

Glen looks at me for a moment with doubt before answering, "She died giving birth to me."

An uneasy chill runs up my spine and my heart begins beating quickly, "That's just one of the problems that come with pregnancy right?"

Glen shakes his head as his hands begin nervously gripping the steering wheel, "From what my uncle told me, first she began fainting than she was irritable than her back snapped in two than she began puking her blood up, and then finally she died as rest of her bones began to break and snap."

Without even thinking about it I begin shaking from fear, I've already fainted twice and I've been angrier recently.

I don't want to die.

Glen turns to me grinning, "But who knows. That might not happen to you."