CHAPTER TWELVE

SOREL WATCHED AS the stable proceeded to burn down to the ground. This must have been what Damian had meant. He hadn’t been leading him into a trap. He’d been on the level. Sorel saw Stefan arrive at the stable and get together a water brigade to fight the fire. That should keep Cassadine busy for quite awhile, Sorel mused. It was time to make his move.

He headed up to Wyndemere. As soon as he was as close to the house as he could dare get he began to call Bobbie mentally to him. Bobbie, I’m here. Bobbie, come to me. Come to me now.

Up in her bedroom, Bobbie’s eyes suddenly popped open and she looked towards the open French doors. Sorel was down there. She could feel him down there calling to her. She could feel him willing her to come to him. But Stefan told her she must fight it.

Sorel could feel her trying to fight the pull to him. Silly little mortal. Didn’t she know there was no fighting it. He was in her blood now. The very essence of him and what he was was intermingled with her own blood and he now owned her body and soul. She no longer had a will of her own. Resistance to him was futile.

He made contact with her mentally again. Bobbie, come to me. You know you want to. You know the ecstasy only I can give you. You know you want to feel it.

Bobbie jumped out of bed and grabbed heather by the arms. “Heather, you’ve got to help me.” She said desperately. “Sorel is out there somewhere. I can feel him calling. Worse yet, I can feel myself wanting to go to him. “ She looked around the room frantically. “Where’s Stefan. He promised to help me fight this. I need Stefan.”

Sorel was starting to get angry. How dare that strumpet try to fight his will. She belonged to him now and it was time she learned it. He put more effort into calling her to him. Bobbie, you’re beginning to make me angry. If you don’t come to me at once, I won’t satisfy that burning in your blood that you’re feeling right at this minute. And you know you want me to satisfy it, don’t you?

“Heather, you’ve got to help me.” Bobbie shook her. “I can’t fight this much longer. With every fiber of my being I want to go to him.”

“Then why don’t you?” Heather suggested. “Why don’t you go to him.”

“Are you mad!” Bobbie stepped back from her in horror. “You know what he is. You know what he’ll do to me.”

“Yes,” Heather smiled. “And so do you. You know exactly what he’ll do to you and you crave it. So why don’t you stop fighting it and just go to him. “ She added like a snake charmer trying to convince a rube her miracle tonic was the cure for all that ailed her. “Don’t deprive yourself of the pleasure Sorel can give you. Embrace it. Embrace him and all that he is. All that he can give you.”

“Are you insane?” She asked. “You know what he is. You know what he’ll do to me. What he’ll turn me into.”

“Bobbie, vampires have gotten a bad rap for centuries.” Heather replied. “They’re not the monsters they’re made out to be. They’re just a deferent species of man.” She added. “Your daughter is a vampire. So is Sonny Corinthos. You don’t think they’re monsters, do you?”

“But Stefan said...” Bobbie said lamely.

“Forget what Stefan said. “Heather urged. “You know the way Stefan is. How he looks down on anyone who doesn’t have Cassadine blood flowing through their veins. Just go with what you’re feeling. What you really want.”

Bobbie suddenly gasped, threw back her head and arched her back.

Sorel smiled as he looked up at Bobbie‘s bedroom window. That’s right, Bobbie, you can feel me touching you now, can’t you. You can feel my hands all over your body caressing you. And that’s only a sample of the pleasure I can give you.

“What is it?” Heather asked.

“I can feel Sorel touching me.” Bobbie panted. “Oh, God, it feels so good.”

“Then go to him, Bobbie.” Heather grabbed her by the arms and shook her. “Go to him now. Stefan will be back at any moment and he’ll stop you from going to Sorel. If you’re going to go to him, you’ve got to go to him now.”

“SO WHAT HAVE you learned.” Sonny asked Roy as he entered the penthouse. Sonny had given Roy the assignment to find out if any of the vampires had been behind what happened on the plane. Roy was his best information man.

“It wasn’t the vampires.” Roy told him. “Granted, none of them are too pleased about your relationship with Carly. Two vampires being together scares them. You and Carly are breaking new ground together. If the two of you can make it work together there could be more matings between vampires. It could change the way things are in the entire vampire race. But none of them were behind the attack on you and Carly.” Roy added. “Killing our own kind is not the vampire way. It’s the way of the witch and the mortal.”

“Then it must be the witches.” Sonny decided. He got to his feet and began to pace the floor like a caged tiger. “Haven’t they done enough to us already. It’s because of them we have to lead the cursed existence that we live. It’s because of them that we’re neither mortal nor witch. It’s because of them we must have a constant intake of fresh blood and can only really live at night.” He banged his fist on his desk in anger. “And now because Carly and I dared to get together they’re trying to kill us for it. If Carly and I want to mate with our own kind they have no right to try and stop us.”

“What are you going to do about this?” Roy asked. Although in roy’s mind there didn’t seem to be much Sonny could do. “Appease them by giving up Carly.”

“Hell no!” Sonny exploded. “No one and nothing will ever make me give up Carly. Carly and I will be together for life. Carly is the only woman who has ever truly understood me and I can be myself with. I’m a peace when I’m with Carly. Together we complete each other and I won’t give that up ever.”

“Then what will you do?” Roy wanted to know.

“If it’s war that the witches want.” Sonny declared. “It’s war they shall get.”

“How?” This was crazy talk. The witches would destroy the vampires if they went up against them.

“The witches may have more powers than we do.” Sonny looked at him. “But there’s more of us than there are of them.”

“I hate when you probe my mind like that.” Roy complained. “It makes me feel like I’ve just been mentally raped.”

“It was purely unintentional I assure you.” Sonny replied. “Your thoughts just popped out at me.” He sighed. “Back to the issue at hand. Compared to the vampires, the witches are a dying race. We completely out-number them. As powerful as they are, if we vampires band together and rise up against them I think we have a good chance at defeating them.” He added. “I don’t want to start war on the witches, but if they continue to pose a threat to me and mine, I will.” He paused for a moment to get control over his temper. “What about Bobbie? Have you heard anything about her?”

“No,” Roy sighed. “No one’s seen her. All we know for sure is Sorel doesn’t have her.”

“I just don’t understand this.” Sonny puzzled over the mystery of Bobbie’s continued disappearance. “I can understand her hiding out because she’s afraid of Sorel, but what I don’t understand is her not trying to contact one of us so we can help her.”

Carly walked into the penthouse and stopped in her tracks when she saw Roy. “Roy, have you heard anything from my mother?”

“I’m afraid not.” He told her. “Look, I’d better get out on the street and see what I can find out before I have to retire for the night.” He added as he headed out the door. “I’ll see you both tomorrow and tell you what I found out tonight.”

Carly climbed into Sonny’s lap and laid her head on his chest. “Things aren’t looking good for my mother, are they?”

“I’m afraid not.” He admitted “The longer we don’t hear from her the worst her chances are.” He decided to change the subject to something they could do something about. “So, how did your research go at the library? Did you find what you were looking for?”

“Yes and no.” She got up off his lap and sat some distance from him. “I couldn’t find any evidence that two vampires have ever had a child together before or what that child was when he was born. You and I may be the only vampires to ever breed with each other. If there were others there would have been some mention of it.”

“So, you and I are in uncharted territory.” Sonny sighed. “There’s no telling what are child will be when he’s born.”

“A witch and a mortal together caused us both to be born vampire.” Carly rubbed her stomach worriedly. “There’s a chance since we’re both vampires our child will be vampire, as well. Or with all the mixed blood we’ve got flowing through our veins we could give birth to something else, entirely. Something the world has never known.”

“What about the vampire marriage ceremony.” He asked hoping she’d come up with nothing on that as well. “We’re you able to find anything on it about just what it entails.”

“I did.” She said knowing how he’d react when she told him. “But you’re not going to like it.”

“Tell me.” He demanded.

“When I read the entire thing it made complete sense to me.” She said putting off the moment of truth for as long as possible. “The ritual is about absolute trust between two souls that wish to be joined for all time. After we perform the ritual we’ll be of one mind, one heart, one body and one soul. We’ll be two-halves joined into one complete whole.”

“You’re still not telling me what we have to do in this ritual to attain this complete oneness with each other.” He reminded her.

“That’s because you’re not going to like it.” She admitted. “In fact, when I tell you I expect you to refuse to do it.”

“Just spit it out.” He told her.

“To attain this oneness.” She began. “We need to share the same blood.”

“You mean be related?” Sonny wrinkled his nose up in distaste.

“No,” She replied. “That’s not what I mean. We need to mix our separate blood together so it becomes one. Then we’ll share the same heart, the same mind, the same spirit and the same blood.” She added. “It’s sort of like mixing orange juice and vodka together to get a screwdriver. Our separate blood will be mixed together to form a new substance that we both carry in our separate bodies.”

“And just how are we supposed to mix our blood together?” He wanted to know, although he had a pretty good suspicion on how it would be done, but he hoped he was wrong.

“We take turns draining each other’s bodies of all our blood.” She told him.

Sonny jumped off the couch like he was sitting next to a poisonous snake. “Are you nuts!” He exploded. “If we drain each other of all our blood we’ll both die.”

“It’s the only way our blood can be completely mixed into a completely new entity.” Carly declared.

“You still want to do this?” He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Knowing what this entails you still want to do it?”

“Yes,” Carly nodded eagerly. “The way the book explains it it’s possible for us to do it without putting ourselves too much at risk. I’ll drain the blood from your body, then you’ll drain the blood from my body and then I’ll drink enough from you so we both have enough blood to survive and from then on we‘ll share the same blood.” She added. “We be closer than any two people have ever been before. That‘s where the absolute trust between us comes in. We survive by feeding off mortals. By offering ourselves up to each to feed on with complete love and trust just makes our commitment to each other all the more deeper.”

“Forget it.” Sonny declared. “A mortal wedding ceremony is going to have to be good enough for you. I’m not going to feed off you and you’re not going to feed off me. “

“Not even for our child?” She threw back at him.

“What does our baby have to do with this.” He wanted to know.

“Sonny, if we do this.” She entreated him. “Our baby’s blood will become one, as well. This could be the only way we can guarantee our child is born what we are instead of a hybrid of two vampires like we were born the hybrid of a witch and a mortal.” She added on a challenging note. “Are you willing to take the risk for the sake of our baby?”

HEATHER COULD HEAR Stefan coming towards Bobbie’s room and she quickly laid on the floor so she could make it look like Bobbie or Sorel had knocked her out. She knew when Stefan found Bobbie he would learn the truth, but by then she planned to be long gone and out of his reach.

When Stefan saw Heather laying on the floor he rushed over to her and she pretended to just be waking up. “Stefan, what happened?” She asked in a dazed voice.

“That’s what I was just about to ask you.” He looked around the room and noticed that Bobbie was gone. “Heather, where is Barbara?”

“One minute she was asleep.” Heather sat up and continued to feign grogginess. “And the next she was awake and attacking me. That’s all I remember, Stefan.”

“Sorel must have called her to him.” Stefan surmised. “And she was unable to resist his siren’s call. I should have never left here alone. I promised her I would protect her from him and I failed her miserably.“ He looked out towards the opened French doors. “She must be out there with him, right now. Maybe it‘s not too late to stop him.”

He rushed over to the phone. “This is Stefan Cassadine. The vampire Sorel somehow managed to get on the island. I want you to surround the parameters and find him, immediately.”

He returned to Heather. “Will you be all right here on your own? I have to get out there and find Barbara before it’s too late.”

“Don’t worry about me. “ Heather assured him. “I’ll be fine. You just get out there and find Bobbie.”

As soon as Stefan rushed out of the room Heather got to her feet and headed to her own room. After packing all her things, she was going to make her way off the island. She wasn’t going to risk waiting until morning to leave. Not after what she’d done.

ON THE GROUNDS of Spoon Island Bobbie walked in a trancelike state towards Sorel. When she reached him Bobbie didn’t receive the lover’s caress she was expecting, however. He grabbed her by the throat and snarled ferociously in her face. “Don’t you ever try to resist me when I summon you.” He spat. “Do you hear me.”

“You’re hurting me.” Bobbie complained as she tried to pry his fingers off her throat.

“I’ll do a lot worse to you than this is you ever try to disobey me again.” Sorel promised. “Do you understand me?”

“Yes.” She gasped.

“When I summon you next time.” He persisted on his painful grip on her throat. “You’ll come to me without thought of resisting me.”

“Yes.” She nodded. “Anything you want. Just let me go.” She added on a whimper. “I can’t breathe with you holding my throat so tightly.”

He finally released her. “So, tell me Bobbie.” He ran his hands up her body and she arched her back in pleasure. “After what I just did to you do you still want me?” He chuckled. “Of course you do. You know I’m the only one who can appease the lust that’s burning in your blood as we speak.” He took her by the hand. “Fine, let us go and I’ll do just that.” With that he lead her off into the fog.