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her in his dream. She was perfect in every way that he could see. The hand holding the gun lowered to his side. He would have dropped it to the floor if it wasn't already a habit to hold it in his hand. "God, you're beautiful."
    She didn't smile. "It isn't your laws that I am referring to. I'm talking about the laws of my people. Humans aren't supposed to know about us. They'll kill me, and you, if they find out that you know about us."
    He was a little panicked by her words. He wouldn't let anything hurt her. "No one is going to kill you. I can protect you."
    She laughed out loud. He thought he could protect her. She was flattered that he would try, but some of the Elders were so powerful that all they had to do was look at a mortal to make them fall over dead. She lost her smile. She couldn't let them hurt him. "I was wrong to come here," she said as she stood from the couch and started for the door. He stood and grabbed her arm. She immediately grabbed the front of his shirt and lifted him a foot off the floor. He gasped in shock as she looked up at him. "Do you still think you can protect me? There are people like me that are much stronger than I am. I'm not a witch, and neither is the killer. Why do you think you are being framed?" She let him go and he fell into the recliner.
    He stared up at her, disorientated, then finally found his voice. "When I left here last night, I went to a gym to blow off some steam. The punching bag wasn't doing it for me, and there were four other guys there lifting weights. I talked the biggest guy into getting in the ring with me, but boxing was my choice of sport in high school and he wasn't a match for me. I knocked him out with three or four hits. He was unconscious, but really he was fine when I left. I came straight back here and went to bed. When I went into work this morning, my Captain informed me that he was one of the bloodless victims, and the guys that had been with him had witnessed his murder. They said the guy was a cop and described me. If you know something about all of this, I need to know. I haven't killed anyone." He took a few deep breaths, then looked back at her. "How are you so strong?" he asked, like he still couldn't believe it.
    She walked back to the couch and sat down. She put her head between her knees, and took in several deep breaths. She looked up at him. "If I told you that my people would kill you if you knew anything about this…would you still want to know? Because believe me, Mitch, they can…and they will."
    He huffed. "I'd rather die trying to find the true killer, than spend the rest of my life in prison, or die for a crime I didn't commit."
    She didn't have the skill to tell if he was lying, but she could clearly see by the look on his face that he wasn't. She was risking both their lives by doing this, but the Rogue wasn't giving her a choice. She couldn't let Mitch take the fall for this. She took a deep breath and let it out. Here goes. "What's the most radical thing that you have ever heard in your life?"
    He didn't wait a heartbeat before responding. "The last five minutes pretty much sums it up."
    She rolled her eyes. Great. He was going to hate her after he found out what she really was. She took a deep breath, and on the exhale said, "I'm a vampire."
    He got to his feet quickly without speaking a word, and walked down the hall. He came back with a lost look on his face, like he didn't quite comprehend what she told him. He paced for a minute in the small living room, and then looked at her for a moment. He began pacing again. She was going to let this huge amount of information soak in before she told him anymore. Good, he thought, he didn't think he could hear anymore just yet.
    A good five minutes of pacing later, Mitch came back to the recliner and sat down. His eyes were unseeing. He couldn't focus, and it was a little hard for him to get oxygen into his lungs. He had to get control of himself. The beautiful female specimen on the