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sounded like a good idea.
    As I entered the bedroom and began to undress for bed, my eye caught a folded piece of paper on my pillow. With an excited leap of my heart in my chest I threw myself across the large bed and grabbed the note with ill concealed glee. Michel's cursive handwriting stared up at me from the heavy cream card-stock.
    Ma petite lumière,
    I miss you already, please do not be sad that I have gone.
    Duty calls and I must obey, but my heart I have left
    for your safe keeping.
    Please do not Dream Walk to Avery until I return.
    Je t'aime, ma belle, je t'aime.
    xx ♥xx
    Avery. That one name, that one word. And all the joy of the past evening, at the thought of finding Michel's love note, was gone.
    Avery, the Plucking Pervert, and my joined kindred Nosferatu. As always, raining on my parade.

Chapter 3
The Vibe
    Avery Rousseau was never really far from my mind. A depressing thought, adding weight to the many depressing thoughts of late. My one saving grace was that he didn't live in England. I wasn't going to run into him on the street, that was for sure. No, Avery preferred Ibiza, with its party atmosphere and white sand beaches. He wasn't so enamoured with the sun, but the night-life, yeah, he enjoyed that whenever he could. Not that he was always to be found squashed between the myriad of party goers that flocked to the island year round. But many occasions, when I had been forced to Dream Walk to him as the separation began to take its toll, I would find him in some lushly furnished, seductively lit, crowded bar. Enjoying what the entertainment provided.
    Avery had every intention of making our forced joining unpleasant, despite having been kept in line by the presence of Michel's vampire-within. Avery had a healthy fear of Michel's inner vampire and whenever I Dream Walked to the Dark Nosferatu, Michel was always on hand to offer support. And a little encouragement to Avery, ensuring he never overstepped the mark. Still, Avery usually found a passive-aggressive way to make me squirm. Many a time I had found him in compromising positions. Neck deep in orgies, blood lust feedings and the like.
    Avery was Dark, and I swear he was getting Darker.
    You'd think being joined to the one Nosferatin prophesied to balance out the Dark with the Light, would enable him to find his Lighter side. But something had gone amiss in our joining. Something hadn't quite gone right. Avery had received my power, he had grown stronger - for a while. Then all of a sudden, my power had begun to retreat. I don't know where to, maybe back to me, I can't really tell. But it had certainly begun to withdraw from the Iunctio . Little by little they were losing my Nosferatin life force, they were losing access to my power.
    I ran a hand through my straight, brown hair, once again relieved to note it had grown out some. It scraped the top of my shoulders now, no longer a hideous, ear curling length. Clutching Michel's note, I forced all thoughts of Avery aside. I had Dream Walked to him last night, I wouldn't feel the need for at least another 24 to 48 hours. Which meant Michel expected to be home by then. Two days tops, I could handle his absence that long. Besides, I might be able to convince Kathleen and Matthew to stay a day or two before they ventured off on their hunt for a new holiday home. Christopher, Sergei and Nataliya were all good company, but we needed a little more diversity into the mix.
    I climbed under the covers and set about reading the first of many shape-shifter books. Two hours later, with drooping eyelids and a crick in my jaw from yawning too much, the sound of the shutters closing signalled the end of the night and the approach of dawn. I finally shut the book. Placed the note next to me on the bedside table and settled down to sleep. I let my mind drift for a moment, once the room was bathed in dark, sending an unconscious thought out to Michel, full of my love and longing to have him by my side. He didn't answer,