A/N: Here's a quick update! Not much to say.


Blade kicked down the door to the motel room. What he saw before him disgusted him. Pulling out his gun, his dusted all the vampires in the room except one. He grabbed the last one and pinned him to the wall.

Abby had only gotten a glimpse of the room before Blade had ashed everyone. From what she saw, it was a vampire freeding frenzy. They had all been feeding from each other while engaging in sexual activities.

"Who's your leader?" Blade asked. The vampire didn't answer fast enough, so Blade bounced the vamp's head against the wall.

"Now, I'm only going to ask you one more time," he threatened. The vampire bared his fangs.

Before Blade had a chance to react, Abby pulled out her gun and shot the vampire in the crotch. That got his attention.

"FUCK!" he hissed. "Alright! Alright! I'll tell you!"

Blade leaned in. "I'm listening."

A twisted smile formed on the vampire's face. "Things are going to change with him in charge. Everyone who opposes him will be burned!"

Blade's irritation with the vampire was increasing. He was tempted to kill the guy. He tightened his hold on vamp's throat.

"Talk!" Abby ordered. The vampire just laughed. Rage filled her and next thing Blade knew, there was nothing but ash in front of him.

"Whistler," he growled. "We needed him for information."

"It's not like he was going to tell us. We can find other vampires," she said and moved to the door. Blade grabbed her and slammed her against the wall. Her head banged against the hard surface, and her vision swam before her.

"I am sick of you doing and saying whatever you please. This is how things are going to go from now on. Whatever I tell you to do, you will do. I understand that you're grieving, but you are not helping your cause at all with these antics. Are we clear?" he snarled. Abby gave him a defiant look, but nodded.

Satisfied enough with the response, he let go of her and let her drop to the floor.

"Get up," he ordered. "We need to hit another hangout."

Without saying a word, she followed him out the door. They hit three more places before they got the information they needed. And the answer shocked them.

Blade moved to ash the guy, before his captive screamed out, "I swear it's him! Please don't kill me! I still have a human wife and child!" That made Blade pause for a moment.

"Liar!" Abby accused. "He's dead. We saw him die!"

The vampire laughed with blood dripping from his mouth. "Did you really think it would be that easy to kill the King of Vampires? You're the Daywalker and you survived the virus. What makes you think that he wouldn't?"

"What does he want with King?" Abby demanded.

The vampire cocked his head to the side. "Who's he?"

Abby sighed in frustration. "He doesn't even know," she said to Blade.

"I can see that," he said. He put away his stake, and pulled out his gun. Before, Abby could even protest, he shot and killed the vampire in front of him.

Abby had no desire to be thrown against the wall again, so she kept her mouth shut. That was until they got back to the warehouse.

"What the hell were you thinking? He had a family!"

Blade ignored and started removing his weapons. He reminded himself why he was helping her. She was Whistler's daughter, and it was the least he could do to honor the old man.

"I guess I shouldn't be surprised. You grew up without a family, so it's obvious that you would have no sympathy for people who have one," Abby muttered and walked away. Even though she spoke so quietly, Blade's vampire hearing picked it up.

It shouldn't have, but the comment bothered him more than he cared to admit. He shook the thought out of his head. He needed to meditate to clear his head.

About a half hour into his meditation, he heard somebody enter the room.

"I'm busy," he said, hoping to get rid of his visitor. There was no response but opened his eyes in time to see Abby sit down in front of him.

"I'm sorry for what I said about you earlier. It was harsh and unnecessary. I know you're just trying to help me."

Blade closed his eyes again, and took a deep calming breath.

Abby started to think that he wasn't going to respond, when he said, "It's true. I didn't have a family, and I don't care about familiars or vampires that have ones. They chose their fate. Simple as that."

"Is it really?" she asked. "Do you really want to cause the heartache you had to suffer through as a child?"

Blade opened his eyes and gave her a stern look. "You're approaching dangerous territory, Whistler."

"Abigail."

"What?" Blade asked, confused.

Abby sighed. "My name is Abigail. I'm not him, Blade. I don't see things the way you do."

"You don't know anything about me," Blade growled. Why wouldn't this woman leave him alone? He had no interest in making friends with her.

"I don't?" she scoffed. "My father told me so many things about you."

Anger boiled inside of him. How dare Whistler betray his confidence to this woman.

"That doesn't mean you know me," he answered in a clipped tone.

"What if I want to know you?" she asked softly. Blade opened his mouth, but no words came out. He had no clue how to respond to that.

Instead of trying to think of an answer, he closed his eyes and went back to meditating.

Abby took that as her cue to leave. She stood up and gently touched Blade on the shoulder.

"I really am sorry for what I said." She turned on her heel and went to her room.

Once she left, Blade felt himself relax.

Abby collapsed on her bed. As soon as her body felt the sheets, exhaustion overwhelmed her. She had been awake for more than twenty-four hours, and her body was starting to feel it.

Within minutes, sleep claimed her.


A/N: You know the drill, review if you want another chapter.