Switched Fates

Daughter Boat

"Can we set the super yacht to go back to port and take the daughter boat to a different location?" Elodie asked.

"Ahh yeah I think we can do that." Adam was taken back about how clever this girl was. For someone who hadn't been on a boat before she had definitely done her research.

Adam changed the heading on the super yacht back to the original heading. Turning the ship around.

"I know you really like this yacht, ma'am, but can I interest you in a smaller model located at the stern of the ship." He smiled and offered up his hand for her to take.

She made a small smile and then looked at his hand. "I don't think I should make anything harder for you, then it obviously is."

The look in her eyes was just sheer disappointment. He was ashamed on how he struggled against the virus around her. He needed to be better. He needed not to let the bloodlust get the better of him.

"Your right, just stay a close distance please. I have no idea how many sirens are out here."

They made their way to the stern of the ship. In the yacht's hull was another smaller boat, compared to the mother ship but in all other comparisons it was a decent size for a boat. Adam punched in some numbers on a console on the wall. A wall opened up lowering, into a ramp and the daughter yacht started to exit to the water below.

"Can you promise me the people will be okay?" Elodie turned to him as the boat was being lowered into the water.

Adam didn't look at her. "Yes" he lied. It wasn't a complete lie but he couldn't be sure of their safety at all. Not with those sirens out there. The only way to ensure the other passenger's safety was if he were to go with them back to the boarding port. But he wasn't leaving Elodie alone out there and if Elodie went back with them, May would shoot her on site. He decided he wasn't risking Elodie and he wasn't losing her. Not again. Not this time.

The daughter's yacht was a lot colder than the super one. The ocean breeze with the chill in the air, would have been uncomfortable for most warm-blooded beings. Adam saw Elodie shiver and quickly took off his jacket and handed it to her. Vampires weren't bothered by the cold. She took it and nodded at him, putting it around her. Due to the size of the boat, he knew she couldn't stop much of the wind without slowing down the boat. Adam studied it. There was a full tank of fuel, they could run it up the coast till morning, or well close to morning.

Adam felt the night starting to come to an end as they reached a remote wharf. They had been racing up the coast all night to get as far away from LA as possible. The morning fog had started to set in. A dim light was being emitted by a flickering light illuminating the walkway across the wharf. Adam stepped out to dock the boat on the deserted wharf. It was eerily quiet. Just the sound of the waves, lapping the side of the boat and the poles of the wharf. There was also the clinging of the ropes as they hit the flag pole. Adam didn't like it, something was unnerving. He hopped off the yacht to tie to the wharf so Elodie could get off easily.

Elodie stepped off the boat onto the wharf and started to walk down it.

"Is that my?" She said in a hushed tone.

Adam looked up. A satchel bag was sitting at the end of the wharf just at the edge of the dim light of the streetlamp, about 50 yards away.

Click click

"WAIT NO!" Adam raced towards Elodie, who had bent down to pick up the bag. He was able to get himself between her and the bullet that was shot from the darkness. He grabbed his pistol and shot back into the darkness. He heard a groan of pain coming from the darkness. "Thank you" he whispered.

He knew that voice even if it was only just a groan. 30 years he had spent with that woman. He would always know when it was May. But she had missed. She didn't aim to kill. She never misses. She did it on purpose. "Don't thank me" She whispered back to him.

He looked down at his arm as he suddenly realized she had used reinforced bullets. Extremely toxic to vampires.

"Finish the job and I can save you. Or I'll finish the job when the sun rises." There was a hint of sadness in her tone. Only slightly but it was there. She didn't really want to do this, and she was actually in a twisted way giving them a slight head start.

Fuck! He pulled up the sleeve to his shirt and sure enough the skin around the bullet wound had turned black and spider like lines were starting to stretch down his arm.

He felt a warm hand in his.

"Let's get out of here!" Elodie pulled him out of the light into the darkness.

He couldn't smell her or sense her heartbeat anymore. He frowned. He didn't like that.

He saw she now the satchel on her shoulder and a cloak in her other hand.

"Can you hot wire a car?" She turned to him.

"Ahh yeah. Of course". Focus Adam! What is wrong with you! You can work in a pinch you have always been able to! It must be this fucking bullet it is already starting to burn. I'll need blood quickly. I guess even though I don't want to admit it, its good I can't smell Elodie right now.

An old pick-up truck was on the side of the road near the wharf. He knelt down to get a better look at the old style lock on the pick-up truck. "Give me your hair pins". He asked as he held out his hand towards her. She placed them in his hand. He got distracted for a moment as more of her long hair fell down past her shoulders. Fuck, she's still irresistible even without a scent! He managed to jar the car door open and pulled the cord from the dash to connect to the ignition. The truck started up.

"Great move over. I'm driving", Elodie said as she pushed past him to get into the driver's side. The warmth of her touch and her being so close to him was still so maddening. He wanted to touch her, feel her lips on his. Adam for fuck sake! He thought to himself I can't even control myself, even without her scent. What the fuck is wrong with me? My Horniness is going to get everyone killed!

"Please enlighten me, why are you driving?" He huffed.

"Because you have been shot and it looks bad. I'll drive and you give directions."

"Why can't I smell you anymore?" He asked.

"I lit my lantern, and it's under my cloak. Handy isn't it!" She said, looking pleased with herself.

Well yes but mostly no. He thought.