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Rock of Ages, Forever	By : knight Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Def Leppard Views: 4548 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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...Nick Knight, Geraint Wyn Davies. Well contain descriptions, depictions of real people. I claim no personal knowledge of these artist/actors and their sexual orientation or personal lives. I do not own rights to any of the people mentioned herein. No profit is being made.
Authors Note: All thoughts are in Italics.
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Rock of Ages, Forever Pt33
Phil’s face paled watching the scene play out before him. He watched in horror as Sav impaled himself with the leg of the chair. Joe’s expression mirrored his own. Sav’s features took on one of pain, quickly followed by a sense of peace. Phil didn’t see Nick as he flew toward them. He didn’t remember putting his arms around Rebecca when she turned and buried her face in his chest. The sound of Nick pulling the wooden leg from Sav’s chest was sickening. The blood that seeped out, staining his shirt. Joe covering the bloody mess with his hand. It all happened so fast that Phil didn’t have a chance to even breath. He felt as thou a heavy weight held him in place. He shook himself as Joe’s voice penetrated the fogginess of his mind.
“Phil!” Joe shouted again.
Phil focused his eyes on Joe.
“There are some green bottles in the kitchen pantry. Go get as many as you can carry and bring them back.” When he made no move to go, Joe shouted again. “Now!”
Phil managed to get his feet moving and did what Joe asked. He brought them back and handed one to him. “Rebecca honey, come over here.”
She came over and knelt on the other side of Sav. Her eyes were glued to the slow moving blood that oozed from underneath Joe’s hand.
“I want you to put your hand over this when I remove mine. Pushing down hard like this, can you do that?”
Rebecca could only nod her head. Moving closer she held her hand above Joe’s waiting for him to move his. She pressed down on Sav’s chest and frowned. “Joe he…he’s…” she started.
“Will be fine.” He told her and pulled the cork from the bottle. He turned Sav’s head slightly to the side and tilted the bottle to his lips. His hands were shaking and he tried to calm himself.
“Joe, he’s going to bleed to death.” Phil told him.
“No, his blood moves slower than ours.” he told him. Joe poured a small amount of liquid into his mouth. It flowed down the side of his cheek until it dripped on the floor.
“What is going on? You're pouring ,what to me, looks like blood into his mouth.” Phil said.
“I’ll explain later.” Joe said. He tried again, not as much came out this time, but not enough went in either. “Come on Sav.” he whispered. His whirled around. “A knife, Phil I need a knife.”
Phil retreated back to the kitchen and brought back a knife, handing it to him. Joe took it. He brought his other arm forward and held it over Sav, holding the knife on his wrist.
“What are you doing?” Rebecca asked.
“It’s the only way.” he whispered to her. Taking a deep breath he held it and drew the blade across his skin, blood immediately started flowing. He brought it closer to Sav’s lips and it dripped into his mouth, then placed it against him.
It suddenly dawned on Phil what he was doing. “Oh shit.”
Rebecca understood also, her eyes meeting Joe’s, she saw the truth there.
Returning his attention to Sav, Joe could feel the sluggish tug on his wrist, he shook him to bring him to more awareness.
“He…he moved… I saw…him swallow.” Phil said.
The pull grew stronger, seconds later Sav brought his hands up and gripped his arm, Joe's sharp intake of breath when he felt his fangs pierce the skin. Phil had slumped onto the couch and stared in disbelieve. Rebecca removed her hands, wiping some of the blood away so she could get a better look.
“It’s almost stopped, Joe.” she told him.
Joe began to pry Sav’s fingers from his arm and yanked it from his grasp. Sav came fully awake as the warmth of Joe’s blood was taken from him. He shoved a bottle into his hand. Sav snatched it from him and guzzled it down to fast. Some dripped down his chin, he finished that one and Joe handed him another. Phil's stomach was on the verge of purging itself as he watched Sav down two more bottles. He breathed in deep and slow to make the feeling go away.
“How long have you know about this Joe?” he asked after a few minutes.
“For awhile. At first before he left it was only suspicion, but after the alley….he finally admitted it later.”
Phil glanced at Sav. He was staring back at him, but not with the blue of his eyes that he was use to. They were golden yellow in color and he could see his long sharp teeth. He tried to tear his eyes from him but couldn’t. Rebecca had moved slowly away from him, she was frightened at what she saw. Phil was visibly uncomfortable at his intense stare and wasn’t sure what it meant.
“Why is he staring at me like that, Joe?” Phil asked.
“Like what?”
“Like…he wants… uh to uh…” Phil couldn’t find the words.
“Probably because he does. Don’t worry Phil, he's not going snack on you.”
Phil’s mouth fell open at the nonchalant way Joe said it, as if was the most natural thing in the world.
“Sav.” Joe said softly. When he didn’t respond he touched his shoulder. He spun his head toward Joe and he pushed a full bottle into his hand. Sav looked down at it, then saw the blood on Joe’s wrist.
“What happened to your arm?” he asked.
Phil was surprised again. His voice was much deeper now.
“You don’t remember?” Joe asked softly.
“No… I,” he stopped and looked down at his chest. The realization struck him. He spun his head in all direction and quickly got to his feet, still looking around the room. Next thing they knew, he was in the corner.
“Wha…how….how did he do that?” Phil said amazed at how fast he moved.
It surprised Joe also. “He thinks Nick is still here.”
Sav had slid down the wall and now sat with his legs pulled to his chest. Hugging them tightly, his head rested on his knees. Joe slowly got up and swayed. The dizziness hitting him, his stomach churned.
“Joe, are you ok?” Phil asked after seeing him.
“Yeah I’ll be fine, just give me a few minutes.”
Rebecca swallowed her own fear and slowly moved over to Sav and gently touched his shoulder, his quick movement startled her. Talking to him in soft, soothiing tones, so not to frighten him anymore. “It’s ok, he’s not here.”
Joe was a little apprehensive about letting her get that close when he was like that, but after seeing the softness come over Sav's face, he sighed in relief.
Rebecca reassured him and coaxed him from the corner and pulled him into her arms, talking the whole time. Sav wrapped his arms around her waist and she moved closer to him, stroking his hair, talking to him as if he were a child. She looked up at Joe who was watching them. He didn’t want Sav to suddenly decide to take her blood once her guard was down. She nodded her head, letting Joe know that it was alright.
“Come on Phil, let’s leave them alone.” Joe said unsteadily heading for the kitchen. He had to pull him to his feet to get him to move.
“Are you sure you want to leave them alone?”
“Yes, it’ll be fine. Come on.”
Phil sat at the table while Joe poured himself something to drink, taking it over to the table he joined Phil.
“I need a drink.” Phil said.
“You don’t drink.”
“I know, but I think this warrants one.” Phil told him. “And how long have you known?”
”Just before the club dates, but I wasn’t sure. He just showed up at the pub one night while I was there. He didn’t look good at all, I thought he was sick. He had the shakes, sweating, but no fever, it was weird. Drank down a glass of water, then he doubled over in pain.”
“What was wrong with him?”
“I didn't know at the time. He bolted out of the pub and I followed him. He was vomiting all the water he drank in the alley. He kept telling me he hadn’t eaten in four days.”
“Four days?” Phil said. “Why didn’t he get something in the pub?”
“Wrong kind of food.”
“Oh.”
“That’s the night I figured out what was wrong with him. What he had been hiding all this time, but he wouldn’t admit to it. Not until later anyway.”
”How did you do that?”
“He was hungry and I just happen to be there.” Joe told him.
“You’re kidding, he took…..no way…oh this is unbelievable.” Phil exclaimed on a heavy sigh, then leaned back in his chair, staring at the man across from him as he steadily nodded his head. “So, he did that twice to you. Tonight and the other time.”
”Three times.” Joe corrected him.
“Three!” Phil almost shouted.
“The first night he came here, he was in very bad shape.”
Phil stared at him. “How can he be this….this…”
”Vampire.” Joe finished for him.
“They don’t exist,” Phil shot forward in his chair, eyes widen in disbelief. “But he…is one. Was it Nick?”
”No, Lacey.”
“That’s why you didn’t like her.”
Joe nodded his head again. “Just a vibe I got from her, but I didn’t know she was that. But why him of all the people in the world?”
”You’re asking the wrong person, Joe.”
“He said the lure and seduction of the whole thing was to much to pass up.”
“I don’t believe he did it.”
“I don’t either.” Joe chuckled.
Rebecca came in then and poured herself a cup of coffee. Standing by Joe she rubbed his shoulders. “How do you feel?”
“A little tired, he uh…took more this time.” Joe told them. “How is he?”
“Sleeping.” Rebecca said.
“Good, that’s what he needs.” Joe replied.
“Did you know about him, Rebecca?” Phil asked, turning his gaze to her.
She shrugged her shoulders. “Kind of, no one can live with a cut in their side like he had without medical attention, and I knew what was in the bottles. I just put two and two together and came up with that. He still frightened me in there, but something deep down told me, he wouldn't hurt me.”
Joe took her hand and kissed the back, then peered up into her eyes, "I thought he would at first, but now...I don't think he will."
Phil ran his hand down his face, still trying to come to terms with what happened, “Was he ever going to tell us?”
“Said he would, a secret like that is hard to hide.” Joe said.
“He did a good job before.”
“But, we all noticed something was wrong. He couldn’t have hid it much longer. He would have slipped up at some point, something that he couldn't explain away like he did before.”
“So what does Nick have to do with this?” Phil asked.
“I don’t know, he just wants him. Sav didn’t tell me what Nick's attractions was to him, has to be more than his looks.”
“He’s not going to go back to him is he?”
“Why do you think he did that, he doesn’t want to?” Joe said. “I guess he put that chair leg through him, to prove to Nick that he wasn’t.”
“He could have done it a different way.” Phil grumbled, scrunching up his face in memory of the sight and sound.
“He tried talking to Nick before he left, it didn’t work.”
“How can some one be so cruel?” Phil asked.
“I don’t have the answer to that, Phil.” Joe said.
“Where do we go from here?”
“Forward, where else. Although I think this will put a damper on all of our friendships.”
”Why would it. I don’t think it will.” Phil told him.
“There was already tension between us before.”
“It’s going to be a good test to see how we all cope with it.”
“Yeah, add it to the pile that we’ve already been through.”
Phil pushed his chair back and stood up, “I think I’ll stay a little longer and give you hand.”
“Thanks Phil, that would be great. I’m going to sit with him for awhile,” Joe also stood up, grabbing another bottle for Sav and something else for himself. “He’ll be hungry when he wakes up.”
“You’re not going to let him…”
“No, I don’t think he will.”
“Joe, I’ll sit with you. We can plan our wedding if you want to.”
“Sure ok. That would help take my mind off this for a little while.”
“Think I’ll go to bed, it’s been a long night,” Phil told heading for the back staircase. "Don't think I'll be able to sleep thou."
“See you in the morning Phil.” Rebecca said and kissed him on the cheek.
“Goodnight. Joe, if you need me down here, come get me.”
“Sure I will.”
Phil headed upstairs while Joe and Rebecca went back to the living room. Joe went over and checked on Sav. He was sleeping soundly for now, but what would the remainder of the night hold. Rebecca told Joe of her plans for their wedding, most of them he agreed on. They had to hold it at night so that Sav could be there. Rebecca didn’t like that idea. She wanted to hold it outside during the day at the gardens of the museum in town. Joe told her they still could; just need a lot of bright lights. He was thinking about asking Sav to be his best man now that he was home. Joe would turn and glance at him every now and then when he mumbled in his sleep. ‘How can he sleep on the floor.’ Joe though. ‘I guess when you’re that tired, you can sleep anywhere.’ After a while, they grew tired of talking and just cuddled on the couch.
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Joe was jolted from sleep. It only took him seconds to realize that Sav was having another nightmare. He looked to the spot where he knew Sav would be and he wasn’t there. Instead, he was a few feet away, staring right at him. Joe didn’t like the look in his eyes. Not the normal dream induced one that he had grown use to seeing when he woke from them, but a much different one, it had a wild look to it. Rebecca sat up and also saw him. His eyes blazed amber and his fangs were unmistakably behind his lips.
Joe slowly rose from the couch. “Sav it’s all right.” he took a slow step toward him.
“Joe what…” Phil said as he quickly came in.
“Don’t come any closer Phil, stay there.” Joe said as he held up his hand.
“Sav, it’s Joe, everything is going to be ok.” Several feet separated them and Joe kept walking slowly toward him. “Phil get another one of the green bottles from the pantry.”
Phil ran into the kitchen grabbed a bottle and quickly returned. “Here.” Phil said loud enough for Joe to hear.
“Toss it to me.” Joe turned his back on Sav to catch the bottle. Just as he caught it Sav grabbed him from behind.
“You should never turn your back on me, it could prove fatal.” Sav whispered in his ear. He ran his fingers slowly down Joe’s neck where the vein was rapidly pulsing. “Are you afraid of me?”
Joe saw Phil take a step toward them, he quickly shook his head to get him to stay there. Joe twisted out of his grasp and turned to face him. “No, I’m not afraid of you.”
“I could drain your body of every drop of blood in you and not give it a second thought.”
”I know you can, but I know you wont.” Joe said and handed him the bottle.
Sav came closer as if to reach for it, but gripped Joe’s wrist instead. “That is not what I want.” he told him as he brought Joe’s wrist to his lips and ran his tongue across it. Joe could only watch him as his fangs pricked his skin, drawing two small drops of blood.
“Rick, don’t do this.” Joe whispered.
Sav stopped and looked up at him, the wildness was still in his eyes.
“I will.” Came Rebecca’s voice from behind Joe, apprehensively stepping forward.
At the sound of a woman’s voice, Sav darted his eyes in her direction.
“Rebecca what are you doing?” Joe asked looking at her.
“He can’t take any more from you. He told me that himself earlier.”
“I can’t let you do that.” Joe said he tried to push her out of the way, but Sav had let go of his arm and took hers before Joe could stop him. Rebecca gasped at the sudden pain as his fangs pierced her skin.
“Why?” Joe asked.
“Because it’s what he needs.” she replied, her eyes never leaving his.
Sav suddenly drew back and stepped away from them, drawing deep breaths to calm the urgent need to take more from Rebecca, “I can’t… take… not from you, I can’t.” he reached for the bottle Joe still held and drained it.
“Why, what’s wrong?” Joe asked in slight panic.
Sav shook his head looking at her. “Noth… she...she’s pregnant.”
“What?” Joe said looking at Rebecca. “You can’t be,” Turning away from her, he ran his hands through his hair. “It can’t be mine. The doctors told me my chances of having children are almost zero.” he spun back to her. “Have you been sleeping around on me?”
“No.” she looked just as stunned as Joe.
“It’s yours Joe.” Sav told him softly
“How do you know that?” he asked turning to him, and stared into the blue eyes of his friend.
“I tasted you in her blood, it’s from the baby,” Sav cocked his head slightly to the side. “I can hear the heartbeat.”
“You can?” Phil spoke up for the first time. “That’s incredible.”
“Did you know?” Joe spun back to Rebecca.
“I wasn’t sure. I was going to the doctor next week.”
“And you’re sure it’s mine?” Joe asked.
Rebecca pointed to where Sav was, only to find him gone, “Would he lie?”
Joe looked around for him, he wasn’t in the room. “Where did he go?”
“To the kitchen to get more to drink I guess.” Phil said. “I’ll go check, and congratulations you guys. I can’t think of anyone more deserving of a baby.” Phil left them in search of Sav. He wasn’t in the kitchen, but the back door was wide-open. Going back into the living room, Joe and Rebecca were holding each other. “Um…I hate to interrupt, but he’s not in there, I think he left.”
Joe was in motion heading into the kitchen, Rebecca grabbed his arm.
“Just let him go.” she tried to reason with him.
“But he…” Joe started.
“He is a big boy and take care of himself.” Rebecca said. "Joe stop pushing Sav so much. He’s still dealing with his time with Nick. One of you is enough for him right now.”
“I guess your right. I need to give him some space and stop being so overbearing all the time.”
"Just give him a little space." Rebecca reached up and caressed his cheek. “I’m tired, can we go to bed now. It’s been a long night for all of us. We can sleep on what he told us.”
“Sleep! I just found out that I'm going to be a dad.” Joe smiled at her and pulled her into his arms again. Pulling back, he twined his fingers in hers and led her upstairs, followed by Phil. He let thoughts of Sav slide to the back of his mind for now, he would come home when he was ready too. Even though Joe would worry about where he was until then.
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