My girlfriend's a Vampire

Untitled Part 21

Chapter 20

I found myself on a private plane a few hours after the armored men had came to the mansion. Rebeca had explained to her family what the armored men wanted. At first they refused but soon realized that any fighting would be useless and most likely get them all killed. The Fists as they called themselves were the personal guards of Salina who was the matriarch of Rebeca's family. I didn't like it as much as Rebeca did but we didn't have much of a choice in the matter. Salina had got the Fists to The US by private plane which we were on right now. Going to London to go answer Salina's envoy. We had been riding for just an hour so we still had about 8 hours left. The Fists were in a different compartment then me or Salina. I wondered what explanation Rebeca's family would generate to explain my disappearance. Probably a surprise trip... Or something like that. I sighed. Rebeca was laying across the seats. Her head in my lap. I cradled her head with one arm and stroke her hair with the other. I smiled down at her and kissed her lips softly. She started to stir and woke up looking up at me and she smiled. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pushed me back down to her and kissed me. I smiled and she smiled too.

"I love you Mich," She told me.

"I love you too Rebeca," I said. She and I both smiled I leaned back down to her and kissed her deeply. She held me where I was and kissed me back with just as much passion as I had given her. She lowered her head and stared at me. She raised a hand and creased my cheek.

"I would do anything for you," She told me with a small smile.

"And I would too," I said with the same smile as she had.

She smiled a little and looked up to me differently.

"I'm thirsty," She said like a little kid that wanted water before going to bed. I smiled.

"I'm the tap," I said. She smiled and laughed.

"Yes you are," She said agreeing with me. She sat up. I laid my head on her lap. She smiled at me.

"Want a comfortable pillow?" She asked with a smile.

"Maybe," I answered with a smile. She leaned down to me and kissed my lips. I kissed her back and tilted my head. She smiled and bit deep into my neck. The pleasure washed through me as she drank. I wrapped one arm around her neck and one arm around her back. I smiled as she drank from me. I leaned to her neck and kissed it once to warn her before I bit into her neck too. We were giving and reciving blood. I bit deeper with her and I felt her arms wrap around me like mine were around her. We were finished and took our fangs out of each other's neck and we stared into each other's eyes. We fell asleep, her head resting on the seat and mine resting on her lap.

I felt a shaking of my shoulder and opened my eyes. Rebeca smiled and I did too.

"We are here," She whispered to me and I got up off her lap and stood and realized that the Fists were around us waiting. Rebeca got up and we exited the plane. We were on an airfield, I saw mostly small planes but some commercial sized planes. We were in a large hanger. I could hear a small plane taking off in the distance. I followed Rebeca into a black limo. One of the Fists entered too. Entering the car with little trouble despite the plate armor. I saw one enter the driver side door and one into the passenger's side door. I heard the car start. I tried to look out the window. I saw the window was heavily tinted, but I could see perfectly with my enhanced sight. Once the car started the Fist that was across from us took off the helmet. For once. She had long silvery hair that was straight that had been outside the helmet rather than bunched up inside. She had bright purple eyes with black irises. I was a little put off by the purple eyes but Rebeca didn't flinch. She smiled at my reaction.

"You get used to it," She told me and I nodded. We drove for what seemed like a few hours before the limo stopped and the door was opened for us and we stepped out into the late afternoon air. We were in front of a large mason. It was built Victorian style. Pure white columns and picket fence and all. I didn't see any guards at the door though. The girl had put her helmet back on and the three guards escorted us to the door and they opened it and we walked in. Only one of the Fists were behind us and urged us forward. We were in an antechamber and we moved forward, though arched doors and into a large central chamber. It was incredible the pilers that supported the ceiling seem to stretch into the very heavens themselves. Rebeca didn't seem as impressed as I was, she had probably gone here at least once before. We kept walking in pace. I looked to where we were going. At the end of the chamber I saw a stone old style thrown with a woman sitting at it. I saw several guards like those who had picked us up. Plate mail, claymores. This time if we fought I'd be ready. I had several spades hidden on my person, they were literally made back in the 13 century to pierce heavy plate mail. I saw Rebeca's mom and dad at the end of the all along with the guards and the woman who I assumed was Salina. She didn't look that tough. But then again. Rebeca didn't look like she could kill with a touch and I would be wrong there so I should assume that I might be able to keep a guard or two at bay but I'd have absolutely no chance if she got bored.