Hunters and the Hunted

"I s-saw her hurt Lucy badly. She still might."

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Ian pulled his shirt off and unbuttoned his jeans as he walked to his side of the bed.

"Dobt worry, I will stay with Lucy tonight."
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Scarlet watched him. "Very sexy."

"Thank you. There is room for a second bed in her room if you wanted to take one through and sleep in the same room." Aria carried Lucy through and gently tucked her into her bed.

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Ian smiled slightly as he took off his jeans and pulled on sweatpants instead.

She smiled at his smile.
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"I don't think that I'll sleep tonight."

Ian tugged back the covers, waiting for her to climb in first.

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"You should sleep at least a few hours. It isn't good for you otherwise." Aria frowned, sounding as if she were motherhenning.

She slid under the blanket.
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"Don't worry about it."

Ian pulled the blankets over them as he he curled his arms around her and settled down.

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"I'm sure even Scareth would say you should rest."

She stayed close.
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"I'm a vampire its not a necessity."

"Sleep well." Ian kissed behind her ear gently.

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Aria sighed before nodding. "When Scareth comes in, can you tell him I've gone to bed?" Aria smoothed Lucy's hair from her face, kissed her forehead and walked to hers and Scareth's room.

"Of course." She sat on the edge of Lucys bed.
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She pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. "You to."

Aria made her way to hers and Scareth's room, walking towards the wardrobe. Opening the wardrobe, she flinched when she caught Miram's reflection in the mirror on the door, though she couldn't turn in time before Miram pressed her hand over Aris's mouth.

((Skip until they're up?))

Jess watched Lucy sleep. "No one us ever going to take you away from us Lucy." Sge whispered.

"I-I don't understand why you're allowed here," Miram mumbled, "B-But I called a rendezvous w-with an angel who'd like to look a-after you." She moved her free hand to press the nerve in Aria's neck, knocking her out and carrying her to the window.

Scareth suddenly had Aria in his arms. "Get the fuck out Miriam."

"Y-You can't keep her here. They're too scarce f-for that. I have s-someone ready to look a-after her." Miram folded her arms stiffly. "If I d-don't show up, they'll come here. They k-know where you are now, where b-both of the Psychic's are. Y-You can't keep them."

"Yes I can." He told her. "Jess is with my daughter, so no one can touch her unless you want Death on your back for getting Jess hurt, I suggest you tell them to back off."

"They c-can come any other day." Miram shrugged, tucking her shoulders up. "So long as Jess is out of the way, she can get picked up, the h-hybrid can be gotten rid of."

Scareth suddenly had her by her neck. "Curiosity, do you have children?"

"Two," Miram bit out. "But they're normal, u-unlike whatever the hell it i-is you have."

"Shame you might not see than again because I promise you this, if you so much as touch a hair on my daughter or Arias head, them kids will see their heads roll, undertstand?" He asked. "Not get out of my house."

"Even if I tell them to leave now, they'll still know you live here. Psychics are special. You can't keep it to yourself."

"Want to bet?"

"You can't look after them both all hours of the day. I'll contact who I asked to come, make them stop, but others will come."

"And the others will see their heads roll." He promised darkly.

"What you do to them is your choice. I've done my job." Miram pushed at his arm. "Now please let me go."