This chapter picks up picks up right where the last chapter ended . I know this chapter is a bit shorter but please remember that it is the ending of chapter 3 and that the next chapter will most definitely be longer I would like to thank Kalamazoo707 for all of her hard work editing this chapter the story would be no where near as good without her and I would like to thank all of you who take time out of your busy schedules to read this story I hope you all enjoy it. Please take a moment to tell me how we have done.
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They were making small talk when Catherine and Scott joined them.
"Where's Johnny?" Amelia was asking.
"He wanted to stay over at a friend's house." Denise replied. "Since there's no school and you wanted to talk business, we allowed it."
Andrew called 'Nick's' and ordered pizza and then sat down.
Mark handed Scott his new identification.
"Stop by the office tomorrow and I'll have new identification for Catherine ready and we'll set up the trust fund so that they both have access to it." he said. "And while you're there, Scott and Catherine can sign the marriage license. If I had known earlier that we were going to see you tonight, I could have had all of this done."
"If I were clairvoyant, I would have told you." Andrew replied laughing. "They've only been mated for about an hour."
"Ok, then what's up or did you just want to flirt with my mate in person?" Mark asked teasingly.
"Damn! You caught me!" Andrew joked back. "Seriously, we know that you've been looking for a place and we were wondering if you would like this one."
Denise was shocked.
"We would love a place like this but there's no way that we could afford it." she said.
"We'll tell our lawyer to draw up the papers transferring the house to you." Andrew said. "The only thing is we'll need to store a few things here." he added.
Mark was speechless. When the shock wore off, he spoke.
"As much as we appreciate the offer, there is no way that we can accept it."
"First of all," Andrew said, "it's from all of us. Secondly, we're still your clients and you said that you would handle our legal matters. So stop arguing and draw up the papers."
A knock on the door interrupted any further conversation. Scott went to answer the door and called back.
"Mommy or daddy-in-law! Do either of you have any cash? The bill is twenty-three fifty three."
Andrew handed him forty dollars.
"Tell him to keep the change."
Denise was still in shock.
"I can't believe that you're giving us this house... Thank you!"
Once Mark recovered from his shock, he thanked them as well.
"If you ever need anything, just let me know."
As they ate, Mark explained the financial planning that he had done.
"I've arranged for a management company to take care of the real-estate which includes as you know the condos in Ocean City, Florida and L.A. The same company will handle the strip malls and warehouses. Of course I had the company checked out and they are highly regarded."
He explained that he was going to set up a corporation and would put them on the board of directors so that they would draw a paycheck.
"You'll be paying taxes so it will keep the feds off your back. I've created a fictitious past for you as well." he said. "Everything including the documentation of your births and medical history will be available if by some chance someone starts nosing around."
He kept their academic records average or just slightly above and included participation in groups such as the '4H' club.
"These little additions are the difference between a good false identification and a great one." he said.
He wanted to take additional picture of them so that he would have fresh ones to use on any new identification.
"Becoming vampires did alter your physical appearance slightly making you more appealing." Mark explained. "If you were fat before being turned, you would remain fat. Unfortunately, becoming a vampire doesn't turn on into six -feet tall dark hero with washboard abs or if you're a woman, it doesn't make you some sexy goddess that belongs on the cover of 'Playboy'."
He went on to explain that the blocking of cameras and surveillance was an automatic defense mechanism that was controlled by their subconscious minds.
"It's a modified use of your ability to become invisible. All you have to do in order for the camera to see you is to turn off the defense mechanism. You may need to allow your picture to be taken from time to time for things such as flying commercially."
He had them practice until he was sure that they were able to do it without any trouble.
"Why don't we go to the pub to celebrate Catherine and Scott's mating?" Mark suggested when they were through practicing. "I know of a place that is run by an older vampire and his mate."
A few minutes later, all of them were piled into the hummer with Catherine sitting in Scott's lap for the ride to the pub.
They had been sitting in the pub for about an hour enjoying themselves when a female vampire came in accompanied by a man wearing a UMBC tee shirt came in. She was five three with generous curves and smooth toffee colored skin. Her face was framed by long brown/auburn hair that was braided and brought out the highlights of her deep brown eyes. Scott tensed as soon as he saw her.
Catherine noticed, put a hand on his arm and asked who the female vampire was although she had her suspicions.
"That's Flora my sire." he replied as he kept his eyes on Flora.
Scott felt the tension level of the group rise but it was mostly from Catherine.
"I know that she has no hold over me but it's the guy that she's with that I'm concerned about." Scott said. "She'll do to him what she did to me."
Flora, sensing that she was being watched slowly looked around the club until her eyes rested on the table with six vampires sitting around it. She noticed Scott and saw the changes in him. There was no indication of the shy, weak boy that he had been when she turned him. What she saw was a young vampire who was confident in himself. Next, she noticed the two other male vampires. One was all right to look at and she could tell by the way that he was dressed that he was a professional of some kind and not much older than she was. The other male was a knockout and exuded power. She no longer found the human male that she had come in with interesting. Using compulsion, she made him leave. She wanted any and all of the males sitting at the table.
As she approached the table, she could tell that all of the males, Scott included were mated. She glanced at Catherine who was glaring at her and mentally dismissed her.
"Scott darling." she said in a sweet, honey-drenched voice, "I've been so worried about you, are you alright?"
Scott looked at her with disdain.
"You dare to come over and try this bullshit after what you did to me?" he asked incredulously. "You called me a substandard vampire and a mongrel and then you left me to die!"
"It wasn't like that." she crooned, "You needed a little push and I didn't leave you alone. I paid someone to watch you and he didn't do his job. I've been searching for you ever since."
Catherine could see that Flora was lying and fought to maintain control.
"You looked real concerned when you walked in here with that human male." she said. "And from what I've been told, a sire can always find their creation if they want to. Care to try again?"
Flora knew that she had been caught in a lie and hated that a parvulus had called her on it. She pasted a false smile on her face and forced herself to remain calm.
"You have no idea of what your talking about." she replied.
"Flora, we know that you're lying." Catherine said with a smile. "But it makes little difference. Scott said that you called him a lousy lover. Well, I guess it takes a real woman to make him perform and god did he perform on me. Just think about what you lost bitch."
"I'm going to rip your fucking...."
That was all that Flora got out. Scott's temper exploded and he grabbed Flora by the throat.
"If you ever threaten my mate again I will kill you. You're nothing but a used up two-bit whore who used me for your own pleasure and then threw me away. You call me a mongrel and a waste of your time but guess who the waste is bitch? You and if I were you I'd leave and make sure that we never crossed paths again."
Scott released Flora letting her fall to the floor. Flora quickly recovered not believing that Scott had spoken to her as he had. She realized that she had underestimated him and wasn't about to let him get away with it.
"You are my parvulus." she said. "That means that until I decide that you are able to survive on your own you belong to me. So either get over here and do as you are told or I'll contact the lead enforcer representative for the area and have her put a termination order on you."
Mark laughed. "Would you like me to call Susan for you? I know that she was very interested in meeting you last night after all the trouble that he created."
"Who is this Susan?" Flora demanded. "And what kind of trouble could he have caused? It wasn't as if he was in blood lust."
"No." Mark replied. "He just picked a fight that caused great harm to the number one of the lead enforcer of Russia. Susan Dorchester is Charles Black's number one and his right hand woman. You have a lot to answer for and I believe that she has already procured the services of the Ubertas Venator to track you down."
"Are you going to stop me from leaving?" Flora asked suddenly worried.
"It isn't my job to stop you." Mark said with a shrug. "But I am required to report your location. If I were you? I'd get the hell out of dodge and live on bagged blood for awhile."
Flora cursed. She hated bagged blood but knew that the male was right. It would be too easy to track her if she kept feeding from humans. She would have to be careful. She knew that the Ubertas Venator went to a larger contract and they paid well for information on their quarry. She knew that she was fucked and that all she could hope to do was to delay the inevitable. She turned invisible and vanished from the club.
Mark turned back to his friends unable to contain his laugher. He took note of the confused looks on their faces, ordered another round of drinks and began to explain.
"Legally she did nothing wrong and while it is true that Susan wanted to speak to her, it was only to tell her to stop making parvulus. The Ubertas Venator wouldn't accept a contract on a petty criminal like her. I think that she'll be running and looking over her shoulder for at least the next decade or so."
