'And before that she needs some new clothes!'  A soft but firm voice came from the woman on the porch.  'Come in her dear, I have something you can wear.'<br/><br/>She looked down at herself and sure enough her clothes were rather messed up.  Torn and deteriorated in places and covered in leaves and dirt.  The two men stepped aside to let her follow the woman of the household.  'I suppose I do look a mess huh?' she winked at the young man as she passed him.<br/><br/>She followed the woman into the house and the men followed her.  'Not much has changed in here has it?'  she quietly asked.  'I always loved this little house.'<br/><br/>'No ma'am it hasn't.'  replied the man, 'We've kept it just about the same...though we did need to fix and update a few things.'<br/><br/>The woman of the house poked her head out from the spare room, 'Come this way dear we can get you all cleaned up and changed.'<br/><br/>As she entered the room she noted that there was now an additional bathroom to it.  'Go ahead and bathe before your dinner and then we'll get you dressed.'<br/><br/>As soon as she stepped out of the shower, wrapped herself in a warm fluffy white towel, and entered the bedroom, there was a slight knock on the door.  'May I come in?' was the soft motherly voice again.<br/><br/>'Certainly'  was her reply.<br/><br/>The mother entered carrying some clothing in her arms and she began to lay them out on the bed.  A long flowing skirt dyed blood red at the top and fading into black at the bottom and a seemingly regular black tank top were laid out before her, as well as a pair of black knee high boots.  'My mother in law told me all about you and the things you liked...the one condition to me marrying Andrew was that I would accept you into my home when you woke, and if you slept longer than that, that I would raise my children to accept you as they had.'  she paused and looked over and the young looking Vampire.  'I do hope you like the clothes...'  she added shyly, 'I made them myself.'<br/><br/>Looking from the clothes to the mother, she smiled.  'They are perfect.  Thank you so much!'  She gave the mother a hug, 'Now I must ask, What is your name?'<br/><br/>'Sabriel.'  She replied before turning to leave the room.  'Now go on and change and we shall get you feed hmmm?  I'm sure you must be starving by now.'<br/><br/>'All right Sabriel.  Thank you again.'  She replied to the closing door.<br/><br/>After changing into her new and handmade clothes that were as soft as Sabriel's motherly voice, she returned to the family.  'Thank you all again for your hospitality.  I know it is quite different now...' her voice softened, 'now that your parents are gone Andrew...if you wish for me to leave I will...I do not wish to overstay my welcome.'<br/><br/>Andrew stood up and strode across the living room to her and gave her a huge hug while saying, 'You can never overstay your welcome here, here you are like family.  Don't you think I have forgotten when you saved me from those wolves...or that time when I nearly went over the water fall...'<br/><br/>He was interrupted by his son, 'Or the time she had to drag your drunk ass home from that party!'<br/><br/>'Henry!  Watch your language!' Sabriel scolded.<br/><br/>'Yes, yes that time too.'  Andrew agreed letting her go.  'Any how I do believe my point is made, right hunny?'<br/><br/>'More so than needed I do believe.' his wife replied while giving their son a scolding eye.<br/><br/>'Thank you, both of you for allowing my to stay here.' she smiled at the couple.<br/><br/>'Nonsense!  As Andrew said, our home is your home.' Replied Sabriel, 'Now on to getting you feed...'<br/><br/>Cutting off his other parent the young man stood and grabbed her hand, 'Come this way.'<br/><br/>He led her out near the pastures, up the creek a little ways and sat her down in a small alcove on the bank.  Upon sitting down she questioned, 'Is there a new warehouse that I do not know about?'<br/><br/>He gently smiled at her, 'My grandmother told me all about you and your stories...she also told me of how important it is for a Vampriss to have fresh blood after she wakes.'  He sat down next to her, 'Drink from me little Bluejay.'<br/><br/>The nickname that his grandmother, the woman who had taken her into her home and clothed and fed her, hit her hard.  A few tears formed in her eyes.<br/><br/>'It's all right, I'm ready for it.  Grandma explained it all to me, including how important you were to her.'  Henry told her while taking off his shirt.  'Now you need to feed.'  His voice was stern but soft as he pulled her toward him.<br/><br/>Slowly she agreed and sank her fangs into his neck.  It was so good to taste warm, willing, human blood again.  She gently slid her arms around his back and pulled him closer to her cold body, feeling a shiver run through him.<br/><br/>He also wrapped his arms around her lower back, while a quiet and low moan escaped from his lips.  As she drank her body warmed but remained cool to the touch.<br/><br/>When she was finished she licked the wound to close it and kissed his neck.  Looking him in the eyes, 'Thank you.'<br/><br/>'Anytime little Bluejay.'  His reply was low and coarse, 'We should head back though...'  his eyes sparkled, 'Dad might think something else was happening to us.' He winked at her.<br/><br/>Swiftly he put his shirt back on and stood up, offering her a hand.  She took his hand and stood looking out at the water, 'This was my favorite spot on this creek...'<br/><br/>Replying over his shoulder beginning to lead the way back home Henry replied, 'I know Grandma told me, that's why I brought you here.'<br/><br/>She smiled at him and began to follow him back to the little house.