Scott tries to calm the boy, and gently places a hand on his shoulder, "Whoa, calm down Chico."

The boy's eyes dart from man to man, but he doesn't try to move, "Uh what's going on?"

"Um," Kevin says licking his lips, trying to think of a way to explain all of this and decides the direct route is the best, "Well you see, you were bit by a vampire and now you are one and we need to blood bond to you, or you'll die."

The boy's eyes grow large, he struggles to move, "Your all nuts, I'm out of here."

The boy doesn't even get out of the bed, before he doubles over in pain and lets out a moan. Scott tries to comfort the boy.

"Isn't what he did enough," The boy cries out, " He held me hostage for 5 fucking days, and now this."

Scott gently turns the boy onto his back, which isn't an easy task to accomplish, since the boy is curled in a fetal position and holds the cup of blood milk to his lips.

"Drink Chico," Scott says softly, caressing the boys cheek, "It'll help with the pain."

The boy took a few tentative slips and surprisingly finds that he likes what ever it is, and finishes off the glass. The pain seemed to dissipate and the boy relaxes.

"Alright," Scott says authoritatively, "First things first, whats your name chico."

"Sean."

"Alright Sean, I'm Scott, that's Kevin, and the half naked man is another Shawn, S-H-A-W-N" Scott say eyeing Shawn's choice of clothing.

"What," Shawn whined, "I'm wearing a shirt that covers everything."

Scott just shakes his head and turns back to Sean, "Now next thing is, who created you?"

Sean swallows the lump in his throat, "I...I don't know, I was walking home and he grabbed me."

Scott shakes his head, "This may be the same guy that abandoned the new born in New York."

Kevin nods and clenches a fist, "Do you think this kid can still sense him, if he gets close."

Scott shrugs, "Honestly, I have no idea. But the kid, as you seem to want to call him, needs to sleep."

When Scott turns to Sean, all he sees is a glare, "First off I'm not a kid, I'm 23."

"Big whoop-de doo I'm 436, " Kevin states, "As far as I'm concerned, you're a baby."

"F... Four hundred, you really think you're vampires" Sean stuttered, "That's it, you've all gone nuts. I'm leaving."

"Not this again," Shawn mutters, rolling his eyes.

"Sean," Scott says, trying to reason with the boy, while holding the glass that contained the blood milk in his line of sight, "remember this, well it was full of blood milk."

Sean looks at Scott as if he just said that aliens had invaded and kidnaped Pamela lee Anderson for her intelligence. Sean takes the glass from Scott's hand taking a real good look at it. He ran his finger along the inside of the glass, rubbing them together. He suddenly drops the glass and pushes himself back against the head board.

"Oh god," Sean breathed, "I'm .................. a vampire."

Sean eyes where wide, and he looks up at Scott, then to Kevin, almost seeking guidance or something.

Scott just reaches forward stroking Sean's hair, "Shh just sleep, Everything will be much clearer tomorrow night. I promise."

Sean nods and settles down into the blankets, "I don't know why I trust you, but I do."

Kevin and Shawn leave the room and Scott spreads out on the couch at the foot of the bed.

Sean wakes with a heavy feeling on his chest and something wet on his face. He lets out a soft groan, and feels something raspy and wet run along his face. He opens his eyes to come face to face with a muzzle of a black lab. Sean's eyes grow wide, but the dog just licks him again and lays his head back on the bed, since the dog was draped across Sean's chest. Sean attempted to move his arms, but they where pinned, and the dog didn't seems to want to move.

"Come on boy," Sean, says softly, "Want a bone, I think there's one on the floor.

The dog just looks at him, and doesn't even move a muscle.

"Please, dog," Sean pleads, "I'll buy you a whole box of milk bones."

The Dog still doesn't move, then Sean spies Scott sitting on the couch at the foot of the bed, smirking at the two of them.

"He likes you," Is Scotts only comment.

"Um I don't suppose, you can get him to move," Sean asks.

"Chaos come here," Scott calls.

The Dog sat up turning to look at Scott, stood and moved down the bed, but not before hitting Sean a few times with his tail. Chaos hopped onto the couch and layed there with his head in Scott's lap.

"Thank you," Sean mutters and sits up, looking at the night table that holds another glass of blood milk, "Oh no."

"You have to feed, kid,"Scott states, rubbing Chaos's head.

"Where does the blood come from," Sean asks, trying to stall the evitable.

"Me and Kevin," Scott replies, as Chaos stands and climbs back on the bed, lying beside Sean, stretching out.

"W.."

"Drink kid," Scott orders, leaving no room for an argument, "We have things to do."

Sean looks at the glass then to Scott and back again. Scott sighs and stand walking over to Sean and sitting on the side of the bed.

"Listen," Scott says, gently tipping back Sean's face so that he's looking into Sean's chocolate colored eyes, "I know your scared and that this is all new, but you have to feed. It will get easier trust me."

Scott holds the cup to Sean's lips and Sean takes it finishing it off.

Scott says getting up and heading for the door, "Shawn was nice enough to lend you some clothes, so get dressed and then you have to meet the rest of the clan."

Sean looked back at Scott while reaching out to scratch one of the dog ears, fighting to keep himself from smirking, "You mean that blond actually wears clothes?"

Scott turns and looks at Sean, who's sitting on the edge of the bed, " On occasion, don't worry you'll get used to him. Just come down the stairs and don't worry."

With that Scott and Chaos leave. Sean walks over to the chair in the corner where a pair of boxers, socks, blue jeans and grey sweat shirt lays. Sean pulls them on, scared to leave the room. He then wanders into the connected bathroom and grabs the brush there and runs it through his long curly back hair. He also uses the facilities and then heads to the door leading to the hall. He takes a deep breath and opens the door and heads down the hallway.