Been wanting to try little tidbits.. But I haven't really had any ideas at the moment. Got one you'd like me to write up? Whisper it gingerly into my ear... ;)

Alright. Explanations.. Oh, and for this scene.. I borrowed the original red outfit Regine wore from 'Fright Night pt 2', epic btw.., and turned it into more of a nightgown, same style but more flowy. If you can picture it. If not.. Fuckin' google.

Moving on! I was trying to get this chapter up a long time ago, but I forgot to save 3x and my phone died those 3x. So Finally... Here it is.

There's No Turning Back 6

Regine stood near a tinted window gazing out quietly, her fingers toying with a long lock of her black hair that was now cascading around her face and shoulders. Jerry turned

"Sixty seven years... And not even a single hello." She said and looked towards her brother slowly. Her voice was calm, and slow. Soothing like a temptress. "I'm actually hurt Brother.."

"Hello." He said faintly as he laid on his back with an arm over his head, blocking his eyes from being seen. Wanting to delay giving answers for a little bit.

"Still cruel as ever.. You haven't changed. How does Charley manage to see past it? Or anyone for that matter." She asked lightly, curiosity getting the better of her as she turned to look at him.

"I already told you.. Did you forget so soon with your age?" He started to speak, then stopped as he licked his lips. Letting a small breath out.

"Your so cruel and such a brute of a man. Probably still eat whole families in one time?" She asked knowingly, seeing Jerry slowly smile that gave an answer all in its own.

She grinned. Of course he would. He was such a dangerously reckless, greedy vampire. But no one ever goes up against him out of fear. Except for her, and now Charley and this Vincent fellow. She didn't feel quite so special anymore.

"You act like your surprised.. Why would you be?" He asked as he moved his arm to rest behind his head. Narrowing his eyes at her briefly.

"I have changed, Sister.." Jerry added flatly.

"Yes. You have. I am a little surprised because this time.. This time, it seems as though you've grown a heart. Or something similar to it. Imagine that." She said slowly, making Jerry slowly look at her again as she smirked knowingly at him.

Feeling slightly offended but slowly began to realize that she was right. Looking away towards the ceiling as he told himself that it wouldn't effect him. Closing his eyes again as he listened to her continue her mockery.

"Could it be.. Jerry Dandridge.. The most brutal and cruelest of any and all vampires to roam this earth.. Has recaptured his long forgotten compassionate nature? You've become much more dangerous then the last time I've seen you. Caused by two humans, which has resulted in a real Blood Bond. Your Childe, Charley. What have these two done to make you care so much..?" She spoke slowly as she moved a little closer and watched him. Finding this to be very unusual. Almost to a frightening point.

She was so curious to know what happened.

"Its beyond your comprehension."

"Try me. Why isn't this Hunter dead? Its apart of what we are to kill them also." She asked instead but bluntly stated that she didn't agree with his choice.

Hunters couldn't be trusted. Jerry knew this already, all too well. Look what he did to the Vincent's all those years ago. Since that night, no hunter has ever come after him again. Not knowing if Regine knew about that night or not. So that was just another thing he had to explain, knowing already she wouldn't get it.

But she would like that story. Jerry sighed quickly as Regine giggled lightly.

"Because he is MY Hunter. Only I get to do things to him. Peter Vincent.. is mine, and mine alone." He said with an annoyed huff. Figuring it would have been obvious. It should have been. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and sighed.

"Still short tempered." She said softly, laughing in amusement to his annoyance.

"Still." He replied coolly. "Yes."

"You don't always have to be that way," Regine started smoothly as she turned gracefully towards him. She looked down at him and raised her brows.

"There's more things to express rather then anger and bitterness. I do, however, expect to have a little fun with your pet as well. Of course, no harm will come to him. Not here." She said as her eyes closed for a moment, crossing her arms lightly before smiling. "It is my house after all."

Jerry opened his eyes and narrowed them as he stared at her. Getting close to becoming hostile. Shaking his head and taking a breath, he forced himself to be calm.

"No. If Peter was here.. No one touches him but me and Charley." He stated and looked at her seriously.

"Greedy.." Regine rolled her eyes and was about to speak, wanting to protest once again but was roughly cut off as Jerry's hand clamped around her throat.

He glared warningly at her. How dare she even ask it he thought. She fell silent as she was startled, but showed nothing as her eyes stared into his venomous black voids. She only saw possession and worry in his eyes, probably at the thought of Peter coming to harm by someone else's hand. That was making her feel a little bad for taunting him.

"I.. Said no.." He said in a low and dangerous tone, a growl present within his words.

She saw his teeth were jagged as his face shifted briefly in his irritation. Regine said nothing and waited for him to move away. He was only hiding his fear like he has always done, mask it with a sudden rage. Jerry was only showing the monster to hide the emotion. Or he truly was a brutal monster who was merely possessive of his obsessions to a deadly point. Both very possible answers. Regine blinked slowly

Jerry pushed sharply as he let her go, a small growl erupting as he moved towards the window quickly with a dangerous stare directed at everything. Angered by her words, even after stating that he wasn't to be touched. But he was worried that someone would try something. Tomorrow, the Vampire Killer will be back in his reach and things will be right. Charley will be better. That's all that mattered. Peter will make Charley happy. Lowering his head slowly as his fingers reached up and touched his pendant quietly.

Regine saw past it easily and she looked away with a small breath. She was missing something. Something that happened to cause this kind of ripple. A ripple that's been going for quite some time.

"Tell me what happened." She said after a very long silence. Jerry raised his head and looked at her. Looking away a moment later. It was time to begin the explanations. Slowly remembering the night he went after the Vincent family. So much to say, use only the important bits.

"I've met Peter before. Twenty years ago.. If you heard about what I did to a Hunter family, then.. That's how I first came across Peter." He said lightly, smiling slowly to himself.

"He was just a boy then. No older then seven or eight. During the late eighties.. Eighty seven, the Vincent's lived in the lower half of Great Britain, a small little town. I don't remember the name.. I stayed there for three years before I finally learned that they were there, trying to track me down. They didn't know my face, just my name. So I started tracking them down. Paul Vincent, and his wife Maggie. A pair of hunters. With their small child, teaching him that vampires were real. Stupid.. Two major liabilities to their choice of work. A family and being a team." He said with disapproval. Chuckling as he licked his lips as he saw the bloody mess for a quick instant.

"I stalked them for months. He wasn't as good as others have said he was because they had no idea I was following them. Finally, once they learned my description, they realized that I was onto their plan almost a year later of cat and mouse. They saw me quite a few times. They started to pack to leave as quickly as possible. Relocate within a day. So.. One night before they were supposed to leave.. I showed up. It was just after the sun had set, there was a little bit of sunlight in the sky still. They must have been expecting someone since they invited me in before they could open the door. I went inside, Paul was completely terrified as soon as he saw me. Knowing it was the one he was searching for. I went after him first. I was really disappointed. He choked on what he was supposed to do. Save the family. Put up a fight. Stood there.. shaking like a rat he was. I tore his throat out in one move. Not much of a fight, disappointing. Then Maggie came at me. Now she fought to live when stabbing me in the back failed. Peter had gone off to hide.." He said as his eyes roamed the darkness outside, speaking as it slowly came back to him piece by piece. Regine listened intently, sitting comfortably with her legs to the side. Such a tale this was already.

Jerry started smiling out of a dark pleasure while remembering, his mouth dried slightly remembering all the blood. The scream echoing faintly in his mind. A look of longing fell over his face.

"Once her screams had finally stopped, I heard his little whimpers coming from upstairs. Sounded like small little mews of terror. I went to find him, I slowly went room to roam before I decided to let him come out on his own. I waited.. Hours. Standing in the hall where a street light was shining through a window, just waiting for him to come out. When he finally did, I saw the look of pure fear and misery, confusion and a growing numbness. I let him see me, making him believe he was still hidden. I left a moment after he saw me. Leaving my mark for him to remember.. Not only on Peter, but on the whole side of our world. Only you, Peter and I know the details. I haven't had a problem since then with Hunters. I've seen very few Hunters, but when they realize who I am.. They back off. Retreat like whining cowards." He said darkly, seeping with a bloody pride. Proving the rumors were true, indeed.

"So what has this done to make you care so much for him? Or Charley." She asked after a moment.

"Because I can live without them." He stated in a low honest tone. "I regret what I did to Vincent.. And I'm glad Charley tried to kill me."

Regine stared at him, disbelieving that he was saying that. She sat up seeing that he was serious. She frowned as she listened more carefully, wanting to ask so many questions as Jerry spoke again. Deciding the quick version was best. Less details.

"Charley was the one who started the whole thing, actually. Sneaking into my house after learning what I was. Stealing a Bleeder that turned over night, one he knew, then taking it upon himself to question how to kill me. So..one night I blew up his house out of spite. Chased him, his mother and his now ex girlfriend down the highway. They ran me over, his mother stuck one of her picket signs in my back that came out the front, then proceeded to crush me with a van then went to Peter. I followed once I healed. Chaos followed. Took Charley's old girlfriend. Chaos followed some more.." He said and paused, blinking slowly as Regine raised her eyebrow. Not really knowing what to say to that.

"Fun.." She said lightly, Jerry chuckled faintly as he looked at her.

"The fun isn't over yet. When he was with Charley.. They both were so prepared. Weapons and a plan. Coming for me at dawn... Charley was the brave one. The one leading the charge. The would be savior of nameless faces.. Cross bows.. Shot guns.. Stakes.." He said, leaving out the fact Peter had given Charley the stake of St. Micheal. That was a big secret. And was going to stay that way. Licking his lips before he continued and closed his eyes.

"I didn't know if it really was Peter with him until I caught them in a trap I set for Charley. When I saw his eyes, I knew it was the boy from that night. I remembered that look of fear. Peter was mine from that moment on. I gave him to the others as punishment for aiding Charley. I wanted to turn him. My prized Hunter. But.. Charley escaped my trap.. Saved Peter, but it had already begun for him. They managed to bring sunlight into the basement.. Then Charley struck a deal. He came in and showed little to no fear even while facing defeat, so I listened to his offer out of a small gesture of respect. He promised me a life debt, and to keep everything quiet and simply go on with life if I let everyone who I turned go and if I left the neighborhood alone and I was civil if we ever met. I agreed. This all happened in one night, believe it or not." He said with a small grin.

Regine raised a brow, still unable to figure out what to say to that. It was a strange story indeed, but there was more to come obviously. Staying silent, she waited for him to continue. Knowing he was leaving out a great bit of details.

"So.. For the first while, I just stuck close by Charley so just watch. He didn't like that very much. Like his mother. Nor Peter. Or Amy.. No one liked it, but they couldn't stop it. Took almost a month before Charley was confident enough that I wouldn't do anything. I didn't. Even with many opportunities. I eventually got used to being around him and pestering him so much that I didn't bother anymore. I was given an invitation, then things started escalating at an alarming rate." He said and chuckled lightly. Thinking on it and trying to piece it together properly. It was a mad jumble.

"You'd have to talk to Charley to understand what happened after. "So.. When he wakes you ask him.."

Regine nodded.

"I shall. Its been a long night. Maybe its time to retire. Should go and protect your offspring, Brother. The others tend to pick on the newbs." She said lightly and stood up, slowly smiling as she watched him. Jerry caught her smile and frowned.

"Charley will be fine. If she pick on him, I'm sure he will scare them into submission. What are you smiling about?" He asked slowly.

"I'm smiling for the fact that even the most heartless and cruelest thing on this earth can love. Because that's what this is. Your in love. With Charley... And with Peter. I'm just surprised you hadn't turned them both." She said and turned away. Walking towards the door to leave.

"Your Hunter should be her by nine this evening. Make sure you greet him." She said and left the room.

Jerry watched the door for a moment then turned towards the window slowly. Looking towards the distance slowly as he thought about it. Should he turn Peter? Just so Charley wouldn't be so alone if he wasn't around? He huffed as he turned away from the window. He would have an answer before the night comes back.

XxX

TBC!