Heya dear readers!

Thank you all for fanning and voting!

I really loved writing this chapter, tell me what you think ;)

Enjoy,

Robin

----------------------------------

An hour later Hayden and I looked around at the pile of possessions in the hall by the front door. My baby brother looked utterly satisfied and kept reaching over to hold my hand, a smile on his face as he asked me if it was a dream or not.

My heart glowed at the fact that I could assure him it was not a dream.

Nathaniel had come up to my brothers room and helped us pack his things and then mine after a short fifteen minutes. Looking out the window had shown me my dad getting into his car and speeding off.

After that, no one had come to stop us. Jessica had appeared but she'd only looked at us with a quiet and guarded expression. It looked to me as if she'd been checking if the things we packed we only OUR things and not any of the valuables. As if she thought we'd steal them.

She'd been satisfied about that very quickly and had instead turned her attention on Nathaniel. Of course he'd draw her attention with his looks, he looked beautiful enough to fit right in among her many 'conquests'.

Her attention to him had pissed Nathaniel off enough that he'd snapped at her and then excused himself to make a few phone calls from his car. He hadn't come back inside the house yet but I knew he was waiting right outside.

I was however a little worried if we'd be able to get everything inside the car. I mean... His car was fast and pretty but it didn't exactly have enough space. Not for all the bags and boxes.

A look at the pile told me it wasn't that much though. I had only two bags of clothing and a box filled with books, a small bag filled with some nicknacks and things I'd salvaged from my mother. While Hayden had more or less the same amount of bags and boxes.

When I opened the door however I saw Nathaniel's car driving away, speeding around the corner. For a moment I stared at it in shock... Did he just leave me here?

'Here let me carry that,' Nathaniel appeared by my side and took the bag and the box I'd been carrying from my arms. He looked at Hayden and then winked, 'You're a strong boy, you don't need any help at all.'

Waiting for us was Missy with a bigger and much more practical station wagon. This car could easily hold all four of us and our luggage. 'Hey Amy, Elliot and I thought this car would come in handy,' Missy greeted me.

The car was loaded in no time and Hayden couldn't stop babbling about all kinds of things that he wanted to do and see to Missy. It was quite obvious that Missy adored my baby brother as much as I did.

As we drove off I noticed Eliza standing on the steps at the front door. A look on her face that seemed intrigued but she waved and send us a tentative smile when she noticed Hayden was waving at her.

'You know... I feel sorry for her,' said Missy from the backseat.

'Why?' I wondered. Eliza had never been kind to me and I had never see her do anything nice for Hayden either.

'If she hadn't had such a nasty mother she would have been alright... I can tell, her mind isn't rotten, wrong. Not like Jessica,' Missy explained.

I cast a look at Hayden who stared at Missy with big eyes. 'You read minds?' he asked in open wonder, smart as he was he'd already figured out that that's what she'd been talking about.

A lie rose to my lips, Hayden didn't need to know these things did he?

'Yeah I can read minds, wanna play a game? You think of something and I'll say what it is,' Missy said to the boy before I could open my mouth.

A sound of protest died on my lips when Nathaniel placed his hand on my knee, 'Don't worry a ghrá mo chroí, kids are good with things like this. Best tell them young, they're more accepting at that age.'

'Does he need to know?' I asked Nathaniel softly, knowing that he'd hear with his vampiric hearing but that Hayden wouldn't be able to hear a thing. Not that he was paying attention to me... He was frowning in concentration as he thought of things for Missy to pick from his mind. Laughing loudly every time she got it right.

'We can't go around pretending to eat food every day Ams. Gives us terrible indigestion,' an amused sparkle in his eyes. 'He's smart, he'd have figured it out by himself in no time...'

I nodded slowly but still I was worried that it would scare him. Vampires and witches... They were always the bad guys in stories, would it give him nightmares to know he was living with both?

*

Two hours later I left Hayden's new room at the Flynn house. It was big and the walls were white and so were the curtains but in the corner stood a big bed shaped like a castle. The bed was at the top and could be reached by a ladder and underneath it was a room lit up with Christmas lights.

Hayden had stared at it with open mouthed wonder and rushed to explore the contraption when Missy told him that was his bed. After that the three of us had spent a few hours unpacking the toys and putting away his clothes.

Missy was currently planning with him seated in the middle of the soft sky blue carpet. Planning on what to paint on the walls and picking out the color of the curtains.

She'd told me I could go if I wanted, so that I could unpack my own things. Which is why I was currently wandering down the hall wondering where my bags and boxes had gone... Wondering if I was getting my own room or if Nathaniel wanted to share his.

I knew I didn't really want my own room, I much preferred sleeping in his bed curled up in his arms. Even though that made me blush a scarlet red as I remembered how Nathaniel had touched me last night. My very first orgasm...

I didn't want to impose though and decided to search for Nathaniel when I couldn't find my own things and ask him what he had in mind about the sleeping arrangements.

He wasn't in his study or anywhere else downstairs and I contemplated reaching for him with my mind to ask where he was. I scolded myself, nothing wrong with a little walking around, this whole telepathy thing was making me lazy.

As I passed Hayden's new room on my way to Nathaniel's at the end of the hall I heard laughter. Missy was laughing so hard she sounded like she was nearly choking while Hayden was yelling enthusiastically about how he wanted a knight painted on one wall and spaceships on the other.

That seemed like a weird mix to me, but if he liked it...

I knocked on Nathaniel's door and was welcomed by a muffled, 'Come in Ams.'

As I stepped inside I noticed how his usually tidy room was a complete mess. Clothes of his piled on the bed and my own bags and boxes on the floor in the middle. That wasn't all; he had books and papers scattered around as if a whirlwind had come through.

Currently all I could see from my soulmate was his very scrumptious behind. He was kneeling on the floor by one of the walls, where the roof came sloping down. A panel had been removed to show storage space and his entire upper body had disappeared inside.

No wonder he'd sounded muffled...

The sight of such an old vampire, one who'd glowed from the sheer power contained within, on his knees in the dust doing something very mundane... I couldn't hold back the laugh bubbling up inside me.

'What are you doing?'

A bang that made me wince, he'd obviously hit his head on something, and then he appeared completely. Smoothly flowing to his feet, the image slightly spoiled by the hand rubbing a spot on his head and the cobwebs across his shoulders and hair.

Stormy gray eyes met mine with a smile, 'What does it look like?'

'Eh... You're making a huge mess?' I offered, stepping fully into the room and closing the door behind me. He crooked his finger in the universal come hither motion and I shrugged and navigated my way through all the obstacles towards him, he met me halfway.

'No, I'm cleaning to make space for your things,' he said, a bemused look on his handsome face. When we reached each other his hands immediately settled on my hips and tugged me in closer so he could hug me.

'Doesn't look like it, and I don't think so... You're covered in dust,' stepping sideways I avoided his embrace. Even though my heartbeat sped up, he wanted to share his room. I hadn't realized I'd been worried about that so much until my body was flooded with relief and happiness at being so wanted by him.

A mischievous look appeared in his stormy gray eyes, 'No hug?'

When I shook my head he shifted his stance just the slightest bit, that was all the warning I got. Next thing I knew I was cradled in his arms and then thrown across a wide shoulder. An arm wrapped around my legs holding me in place while the other started tickling.

Laughing and screaming for mercy I pounded on his back, knowing I couldn't hurt him even if I tried. It was like hitting a brick wall but I wasn't going to give up without a fight.

He threw me on the bed and straddled me, still tickling me with way too fast fingers. 'Changed your mind yet?' he asked, pausing his assault.

I shook my head, wiping the tears from my eyes, 'No way there's cobwebs in your hair.' I tried to look disgusted but the truth was, even with the silvery threads of spiderweb in his hair it looked silky soft. My fingers itched to hold and pet and stroke.

Nathaniel started tickling again and I screamed, 'Please stop!' He was laughing wickedly down at me and when I started pushing him off and hitting his chest he took my wrists with one hand and pinned them above my head effortlessly.

'How about a kiss then?' he asked leaning forward so his breath filtered across my face.

I shivered at his gaze, gone was the mischief, replaced by desire. He wore a look that told me he'd bring me nothing but pleasure if I agreed. I wanted to protest, out of principal but I couldn't bring my mouth to talk.

'Nothing to lose a ghrá mo chroí, you're just as dirty as I am now,' he said, his voice husky. It made muscles low in my body clench in anticipation, a hot burning pooling low in my abdomen.

He made the word dirty sound hot and sexy, dirty in an entirely different way. It had me forgetting all about cobwebs and dust.

Arching my back and lifting my head I managed to brush my lips against his.

He responded by melding his lips against mine, letting go off my hands so he could brace himself on one arm. Even now mindful not to crush me with his weight.

His other hand he stroked down my body to claim possession of a breast, a growl coming from his lips. 'Mine.' His touch send my nerve endings into sizzling overload. My back arching off the bed again, pressing my body further into his arms.

I wanted to protest against his possessiveness, I was not an object he could own. But the growl had me moaning instead, I loved this possessive male too much to put up much objections anyway, not when he did wicked things like this to my body.

Now that my hands were free I trailed him down the smooth planes of his chest and then tugged at the hem of his shirt. 'Off.'

His stormy gray eyes darkened at the words and I wondered if he thought I was too forward. His next action took away the doubt; he sat up so that he was straddling me and smoothly took off the shirt a dangerous smirk on his lips.

'Better?'

I nodded biting my lips as I traced his chest with my eyes, loving the well defined muscles and the soft pale skin. White but somehow infused with pink, it made him look touchable and alive instead of cold like a statue.

He didn't move back down, instead he allowed me to look to my hearts content. An arrogant smirk on his face that told me he knew exactly what a sight he was. His fingers trailing softly across the exposed skin of my stomach, rubbing soft infuriating circles that send hot spikes of pleasure and anticipation through me every time they reached just a little lower.

'Do I get to take off your shirt too?' he wondered, pulling softly on the offending material.

I knew I was blushing but I bit my head and shook my head, 'What's in it for me?'

He looked downright devilish as he leaned in, close enough for his lips to brush mine as he spoke. 'How about pleasure beyond your wildest imagination?'

I had to bite back a moan as his words alone send my body into overdrive. I felt so hot that I didn't even think twice about yanking my own shirt over my head. Especially at the heated gaze he send me before he trailed his eyes down to my chest, unashamed and totally possessive.

'I'm going to bite you right here,' he whispered huskily, trailing soft teasing fingers over the heated skin of my left breast. Then before I could utter a word he leaned down and did just that, while his hands moved to stroke the other through my bra.

Moaning at the contact I gave into my earlier desire to stroke and pet and touch his hair and did just that. Sliding my fingers into the silky strands of coffee colored hair, coffee or rich chocolate.

'Nathaniel...' I sounded breathy and hoarse. 'They might hear us...' The thought that my baby brother was just down the hall and might hear me moan was not appealing and I was very sure I'd be moaning loudly in a short moment if I didn't stop him.

A tongue teasingly flicked over my nipple, through the thin material of my bra and I moaned loudly. 'Oh I'm sure Missy can hear us...' Nathaniel said but he didn't sound in the least worried, his stormy eyes glancing up to look at me teasingly for a moment.

I went to push at his shoulders but I couldn't move him an inch. Instead he rocked his body a little so that the hard push of his arousal hit me at the seam of my legs, rubbing at the screamingly sensitive nerve ends there.

'So sensitive, so responsive,' he mumbled, sounding very pleased with himself as he repeated the motion and I let out another breathy moan.

'No need to worry a ghrá mo chroí, Missy is the only one who can hear us and she deserves that after what she made me listen to every night since she met Elliot,' Nathaniel was grinning as he rocked his body again grazing his lips across mine.

I stopped pushing against his chest and instead ran my fingers down the smooth skin, raking my nails across just to get a reaction out of him.

A husky growl as his body stiffened and I froze in my movements, did I do something wrong?

'Don't stop Ams, that felt good,' he ordered and then he kissed me, nibbling softly on my bottom lip. Trailing kisses across my jaw to that sensitive spot just below my ear and then grazing his teeth across it before suckling softly. I knew that was going to be a hickey again.

Feeling delighted that I'd found something he obviously liked I raked my nails across the skin of his back again. Softly because I didn't want to hurt him and he groaned and shivered, 'I'm not made of porcelain Ams. Harder, this is vampire skin you're dealing with.'

He stopped what he was doing and just let me run my hands over the skin of his back, his eyes closing as he enjoyed it. He let me do that for several minutes but I didn't mind, it felt amazing to touch him. I could do this for hours.

He didn't move at all, becoming as still as a statue. Leaned forward as he was, with his weight braced on his arms on either side of my head, all I had to do was breath in deeply and my breasts would brush up against him.

Suddenly he sat up and pinned my hands back down above my head. 'Enough, you can pet me all you want tonight.' Then without further warning he slid a hand down my body to boldly cup me between my legs.

Shocked at the touch and the electrical currents it send spiraling through me I bit my lip, 'Nathaniel!' It was meant to sound stern but instead came out as another moan.

With wicked fingers he stroked me through my jeans until my eyes rolled back in my head and pleasure exploded inside me. Man was good on his word, he certainly knew how to bring pleasure.

He slid off me, his legs over the edge over the bed as he pulled me into his lap to cradle me against him. 'I love you Amelia,' he said huskily, his eyes still dark with lust and a spark in their depths.

'I love you too,' I told him, my voice unsteady because I was still trying to get my heart rate down and my breathing to even out. I was sure my eyes were all glazed over and hazy, sated as I felt.

He chuckled warmly, showing me that male satisfaction again. He was very much pleased with the effect he had on me.

We sat like that for a while and then he suddenly put me down on the bed and pulled the edge of a blanket over me. 'Rest for a while, you can watch me bring order to this so called mess. I'm planning to keep you up late tonight.'

A darkly sensual look cast in my direction that promised me all kinds of wicked things he had in mind. I shivered, my body already responding in anticipation as he brushed his lips across my temple in a gentle kiss.

It was nice to watch him work, especially because he hadn't bothered to put his shirt back on. He worked fast, too fast to be human, his hands blurring as he scrolled through stacks of papers. Sometimes it looked like he was even reading but he moved things so fast that that was impossible.

Within an hour he had emptied half his closet which had mostly been filled with some papers and boxes. Those had all disappeared by now and most of his clothes had been placed back in the closet and his books back in order on the book shelves, there was precisely enough space there now for my own books.

He held out his hand when he was satisfied to pull me off the bed. Smirking as he noticed how I'd pulled his shirt on instead of my own. 'There now you can unpack.'

That was done so fast that it was almost sad... It looked like I had almost no clothes at all inside the half empty closet next to Nathaniel's clothes. The man didn't even have that many things.

I was left with the bag of nicknacks I'd salvaged from my mothers things but I told Nathaniel to store that behind the panel in the wall too... I didn't feel up to going through that and giving it places.

I only took the large seashell from it. The one that was beautiful red and gold and other colors that reminded me of the sunset. Mom and I had found it on the beach right next to our home and I knew it would fit right in with the things Nathaniel had collected in his study.

He understood my intent right away when I took it out and he took my hand as he lead me down the stairs. I heard no sounds coming from Hayden's new room but as we descended the stairs I heard his laughter in the living, along with the sounds of a racing game.

'There a ghrá mo chroí,' Nathaniel whispered in my ear as I placed the precious shell on a spot for display on one of the shelves in the study. 'Beautiful, will you tell me the story behind it?'

With a smile I did just that, my nightmares from this morning all but forgotten. At long last things were going perfectly. I had a beautiful man that loved me and would always be mine and my baby brother finally had a home where he'd be loved.

In the living I found Hayden playing with Jake and Elliot on the Wii, kid was laughing so much that his cheeks were red and his eyes wide with mirth. Jake was laughing too, he wasn't even bothering to hide the fangs clearly visible.

Shocked I stared at that, stopping in my tracks. Nathaniel placed a warm hand on the small of my back and leaned down to my ear, 'What's wrong Ams?'