What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas...or...that's how it was supposed to be but Vegas secrets always had a way of following one home. There had to be an easy two thousand unmarked graves in the desert and if you were quiet enough, you could still hear their cries.

The penthouse was nice, quiet...which was saying a lot since I was living at the Venetian hotel on the Vegas Strip but I stared out of the large window overlooking the busy Strip. There was something off at Alexandra's loft and the tension between myself and Michael was getting worse.

I don't know why he would try to hide anything from me...I'm a vampire...not some idiot. One of the twins kicked and I flinched, they were growing faster than I was expecting and I knew at some point, I would have to go to Nova...or God Forbid, NAZI to get some sort on information...

The door opened slowly, causing me to look at the reflection of the person walking in, Can I help you?

"Greetings and salutations, you fucking vampire bitch!"

Only the best words you can use to start a conversation, or when you barge uninvited into a vampire's home. Either way, that's exactly what I just did. I reach into the pocket that contained my pack of cigarettes and lit one up, pressing it to my lips.

"What? Not in the mood?"

Depends, just what were you offering?

I smiled but kept my back to her, watching as she moved around the room.

You're Jessica...the one that was hiding in the vent after I turned Nova.

Ugh, not really Jessica right now. Oh well, best not to confuse the bitch who turned Nova into a vampire...

"Yeah, that was me."

I take a drag and exhale, filling the room with smoke. Sighing in relief, I fall backwards into the waiting clutches of a couch, or chair (fuck it, I really didn't care what it was.) The room spun around me, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I was about to crash right there. I really hope I don't.

I smirked softly as Jessie collapsed on the couch, poor girl looked dead on her feet.

You should sleep, it would be horrible if you were to get hurt at the Show.

Another smile and I finally walked over to her, snatching the smoke from her hand and putting it out in water.

I do pay a lot of money for the suite, I would hate to be evicted because a visitor cannot follow the rules.

I'll sleep when I'm dead, I thought with a smirk as my adventurous hands reached around smacked her on the ass the first chance I got. Jeez, I'm probably not making the best first impression with the girl, huh?

"Sorry, guess I didn't-"

Yawn.

"Read the sign. My bad."

I wasn't going to lie, I could easily fall asleep on this cough though...

I just shook my head, grabbing a blanket from the spare room and tossing it over Jessie.

Sleep before you do something really stupid.

Not that calling a pregnant vampire a bitch and slapping said vampire's ass was smart.

Wrapping myself up in the embrace of the blanket; I seem to have fallen into that odd, tired stage when each personality molded itself into one. Feeling my eyes force themselves closed, I turn my head to where I assume she is.

"Thank you."

Matt walks in without knocking and the pulls out several baggies of cocaine. He begins snorting like after line.

Matt- Jesus Christ! This is how that party at Luca's began. Oh well fuck it!

Accomplishments
1 time XWF Xtreme champion
2 time FTW UFO E1999 champion

A snarl escaped my throat and I glared at Matt, Get...Out...

He stared at me before taking off with his bags of dope. Why he thought it was okay to have drugs around a pregnant vampire I have no clue.

I smiled at Nova, No, nothing.

There was a small kick and I flinched, picking up the coke and tossing it in the trash.