I just posted this on the Fanfic page, but thought I would post it on my own journal too...I'm not sure if people can read both when I post there...but then I obviously really do not get LJ...

I have just been rudely reminded of why I haven't posted any new chapters on LJ for some time....this site bloody hates me!! I swear!! I don't know if it's my computer that's not compatible (though the laptop was just the same (before I broke it!) or if it's my isp or simply me...but in all honesty it takes me about an hour to post a simple chapter that is legible to read without the damn site messing it all up, moving bits around, creating errors, taking a minute to type each damn word and everything...and all I end up is getting pissed off!!

And since it takes me SO damn long to post...and I'm not even sure if people are reading each chapter or enjoying it etc, it seems pointless me sitting here getting more and more wound up about it when I dunno if anyone appreciates the effort.

I know people are busy - it's a crazy ass world out there...and I know they may not have the time to reply all the time, I'm guilty of that too. I write the story for me, but...I only take the time to post my stories online for others to read for some feedback and a boost to my incredibly lacking (if there at all!) self esteem. I'm busy too and don't have the time to sit here fighting with a website for an hour to post something that apparantly goes by unnoticed.

So, I'm sorry but I won't be posting any further chapters here...unles LJ gets a kick up the backside and actually works properly for me! Incidently, does anyone else have that problem with this place? Am I doing something wrong? Is there not a way I can upload a file from my computer rather than copying and pasting?

If people have been reading it and enjoying it and wish to continue, I also have the story posted over at FanFiction.net which works a damn sight easier for me - only takes me 5 minutes to post a new chapter there!! So, if you wish to read more - go here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4670952/1/Love_Survives_Death

Thank you!
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Am SO sorry I haven't posted a new chapter here for awhile - I've been lazy and not in the best of moods, it's been a depressing time around here....but I'm getting through it as best I can...and I shall post a couple more chapters now!! Sorry again!

Chapter Five
“Urgency”

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This next chapter is written from Henry's point of view (as if you couldn't guess!) It was just something I was playing with to try to get his thoughts and feelings across and discovered I loved being inside his head - so there's more chapter written this way!
Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 4
Henry

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Another chapter...can you let me know if I should bother continue posting this here....just this place hates me at times (ie it's a pain to post sometimes and I fight with it) or if other people are reading besides DeepDark. It seems a waste of a battle if no one is reading fanfics anymore - if you're the only one reading it hon, I had may as well just email it to you!!
Please let me know...and I hope you enjoy!!

Chapter Two
“Return”


“Cat!” I could hear the screech of Coreen’s call the moment I stepped through the automatic glass doors into the arrival lounge. Totally disregarding the barrier separating passengers and greeters, Coreen bounded towards me with a huge smile on her face. The next thing I knew arms were flung around my neck and I was crushed against her in a hug. “I missed you!” she giggled.

“Hey Coreen.” I patted her back as I tried to pull away a tad and looked up to find Vicki sedately waiting behind the barrier for me, but she smiled as our eyes met.

“So, how was your flight? Are you feeling okay? I’m sure you must be totally tired, right?” Coreen babbled away as she took my trolley with my baggage on it and pushed us towards Vicki.

“Hey,” she smiled before reaching in for an awkward hug - my cousin never changed.

“Missed you,” I replied, hugging her back. “Both of you,” I added upon the sight of Coreen’s pout. And I realised how much I meant it - these two were like my best friends these days, they knew all my secrets I couldn’t tell another living soul - there was nothing I had to hide from them.

“You got everything?” Vicki asked, commandeering the trolley off of Coreen.

“Yep.” I glanced over the bags and double checked.

“We’ll go to the car then,” she added and lead the way.

“Car?” I asked dubiously.

“My car.” Coreen bounced along beside me.

“The company car.” Vicki corrected her.

Coreen pulled a face.

“It just made sense for us to have a car to get round easier. Cabs were costing a fortune and I can’t always rely on Mike or Hen…”

“So I’m her chauffeur.” Coreen announced happily.

“Yeah, of a car that I pay for. Here we are,” she announced then as we arrived at some rather beaten up second hand car. “Not much, but it gets us around.”

“Hey, don’t say things like that in front of Milly, she’s sensitive.”

“Milly?” I asked Vicki in a stage whisper.

“Don’t ask,” she advised me. “Anyway, you look like you need a rest, so we’ll go get you settled at Coreen’s.” She smiled, loading my luggage into the boot.

Coreen chatted animatedly on the trip through the city to her place, telling me of latest cases and the new guy she was seeing. I rested my head on the headrest in the back, gazing out of the window as the view became slowly familiar from the few months I’d spent here last year, before I closed my eyes and shortly thereafter found ourselves pulling up outside a small apartment block.


*****

“So, what’s the plan of action?” I asked as we settled ourselves in Coreen’s tiny lounge, complete with the obligatory Chinese take out. Coreen’s place consisted of three rooms - a bedroom, which she insisted on giving up for me. A bathroom and an open plan kitchen/lounge area. It was small, but it was neat and clean and very Coreen in décor.

Vicki paused over a chopstick full of noodles. “We’ll let you re-acclimatise yourself for a day or two, and then, we’ll pay Rajani a visit. If you don’t mind, she offered to do a couple of blood tests for us?” She requested, before shovelling the dangling noodles into her mouth.

I shrugged, over the past few months I’d grown used to needles. “Does she, know?” I wondered.

Vicki nodded as she swallowed. “She knows you have some strange illness that is baffling your doctors and what we think may have caused it. She said that she’d be able to look for things they wouldn’t think of - anything strange. She might be able to find out more than your doctors can.”

“Okay,” I nodded. “That sounds like as good a place to start as any.”

“We’ll go have a chat with Betty as well. I think she’s been looking forward to seeing you again. She’s been trying to research things, but hadn’t been able to come up with much last time I spoke to her.” Vicki handed the noodles to Coreen then and opened herself a bottle of beer. “And then, we’ll just take it from there, see what we can find out. Oh, and you were going to try and arrange the Wiccan cleansing, right?” She turned towards Coreen.

“Yes,” she nodded. “Aviva is away this weekend, but I’ll call her when she’s back and we can meet and discuss things.” She explained to me.

“Thanks guys,” I smiled at both of them, touched that they were going to all this trouble for me, and I realised, no matter what the reason, I was thrilled to be back here with them again.

Vicki got a cab home later that night, appreciating my need for sleep after my early morning and the long journey. With a playful warning to Coreen to be at work on time, she wished us good night and left us to it.

“Are you sure about this?” I asked Coreen, shaking a pillow into a clean slip.

“Yes, really. You take my room. I’ll be fine sleeping here.” She tossed another couple of cushions into the corner, before pulling out the sofa bed with my help.

“Well, thank you…for letting me stay here and everything. I do appreciate it. I’m not sure what good it will do in the end though, it’s not going to be easy avoiding…him.” I couldn’t say his name out loud - my voice usually still cracked on his name. “I mean, he’s bound to sense me or something, smell me on Vicki or you…something.”

“Well, there’s not much chance of that. Not for another week at least.” She began fighting with a sheet.

“Why?” I attempted to ask nonchalantly as my heart ached painfully beneath my ribs. I panicked at the thought of not seeing him, that maybe he’d moved on, left the city. Because, deep down, I knew I’d been hoping to see him.

“Didn’t Vicki tell you? He’s out of town for a little while. His editor forced him into some book tour. I think he’s in New York right now.” She sighed, and stood up, throwing the blankets across the makeshift bed.

“A book tour? But…how does that work for him? He’s a vampire, he can’t go out during the day and then there’s territorial issues and…” I became panicked again, thinking he was putting himself in danger for something that seemed so pointless.

“You know what? I don’t know - never thought to ask him. Be interesting to find out.” She grinned and I knew she was going to ask him the next time she saw him.

“But, he… he’s safe, right?” I tried not to sound so worried, but it didn’t come across very convincingly even to my own ears..

Coreen looked up and raised her eyebrows at me. “Cat, I’m sure he’s fine. Henry’s not stupid.” I winced at the sound of his name spoken out loud. “He’d probably have Augustus sort out the territorial stuff, somehow make way for him to visit for a short period or grant him passage through an area. And I guess he’d have to have all signings booked for evening slots and then drive to the next destination before morning. He’s survived hundreds of years and travelled before, I’m sure he know how to get around it.” She assured me with a smile. I couldn’t hide much from Coreen regarding my feelings for Henry - she knew I still loved him.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” I smiled. “Anyway, think I’m going to have a quick shower and head to bed. Do you mind?” I wondered.

“No, help yourself. I’m just going to watch one of these movies.” she grinned, picking up a DVD set of the ‘Hammer Horror Series‘.

“How can you watch that stuff, after all the things you’ve experienced?” I asked incredulously.

“Research,” she laughed, inserting a disc into the machine, before sprawling herself across her temporary bed.

I shook my head in disbelief. “Well, night Coreen.”

“Night,” she returned, flicking off the table lamps, intending to watch in the dark.

“And, erm…sweet dreams.” I added, hearing the movie start and someone screaming in fear already.

“Yeah, you too.” She waved and settled down to watch her movie.


*****


It was after noon before I woke the following day, completely disorientated as I wondered for a few moments where the hell I was. And then, as it all came flooding back to me I was suddenly overwhelmed with emotions. I was back, in the city where everything had changed for me. I’d fallen helplessly and irrevocably in love with a vampire. All manner of strange and wonderful things had happened to me, and of course some not so nice things. I’d had experiences that I never even dreamt of before, and now it was quite possible one of those experiences was slowly killing me.

I was also back in friendly company, with people who cared for me. After feeling alienated from friends back home for months and having no one to talk to, it was so nice to feel wanted and included by the two people I now considered my best friends - Vicki and Coreen. I felt touched that they were so concerned for me and so determined to find out what was happening to me and cure me, save my life in every sense of the word. I just hoped I’d manage to stay healthy enough long enough to sort this mess out.

But, mostly I was alarmed at how totally dismayed I’d been upon hearing Henry was out of town for the next week. That empty hole in my heart seemed to expand at the mere thought of him not being around - this city simply wasn’t the same place without him. I had been in denial about my reason for being excited at coming back here, telling myself I’d just missed hanging with Vicki and Coreen. Only now did I realise that despite all my protests of not wanting him to know, of attempting to avoid him, not wanting to see him - I had actually been hoping, excited at the prospect of bumping into Henry again. Even though I knew for a fact that if I did see him again, if he so much as smiled at me, merely looked in my direction, I could never find the strength to let him go again. And yet to see his face, to hear his voice, to touch his cool velvet skin, to hold him just one more time…it would be worth the pain. Still, it was rather startling to discover just how miserable I felt knowing I might not get to actually see him at all.

When I finally dragged myself out of bed, I found a note from Coreen in the kitchen, telling me to help myself to anything and if I was bored later to come by the office. I had other plans though, and after dressing and finding something to eat, I headed out into the city.

I spent a couple of hours roaming the urban streets, familiarising myself with everything once again. There were places I remembered, places that held meaning for me as I reminisced on my own. I sighed, I knew I was torturing myself doing this, that it wasn’t healthy - but I couldn’t help it, I had this ruthless need to remember everything from our time together, despite the ache it caused that gaping hole inside of me. Although I thought of Henry often, it was never without pain. Each time he slipped into my mind, every dream I woke from in a sweat, every memory was bittersweet and caused my heart to snap just that little bit more each time, rubbed at the already raw wound and yet I couldn’t help it. I needed to somehow keep him alive inside my head, to prove that he had existed, that it happened. That, for a short time, he had loved me.

It was with some surprise that I suddenly realised where I had been heading, as I looked up and gasped, that sharp twinge once more jabbing my fragile insides. I was stood outside of Henry’s apartment block. Unconsciously I looked up towards his floor, trying to count the windows along to where I thought his apartment was as I mentally pictured him inside, even though I’d been told he wasn’t home. For one insane moment I had the urge to go in, to see for myself, to prove he wasn’t there. I wasn’t sure what would be worse - to see his home just as I remembered it or to find everything had changed, that he had surely moved on without me, left me behind. And yet, seeing his place either way without him there might have been too much for me to bear anyway. Eventually I forced myself to turn and leave, especially after spying Greg the doorman watching me curiously out of the glass doors, obviously trying to remember how he recognised me.

Thank you to both of you for leaving me feedback...it was such a task to post it here last week that I wasn't going to bother....but I am - for you two! Thank You!

On that note - here is the next chapter. It’s a long one and it’s perhaps a little…strange, or different. I tried to edit it once (I’m useless at editing myself!) but then I decided I liked the other bits, I thought they were cute and funny (esp between Cat and Coreen) so they went back in! Hope you like it anyway…and fear not - the rest of the story is not like this. This was just some daft idea I had that I had to write!!

All that being said - the usual disclaimers apply (forgot to post them last time!) I don’t own Blood Ties or the characters of Henry Fitzroy, Vicki Nelson, Mike Celluci or Coreen Fennell et all - they are however greatly missed on TV *sob* I’m just borrowing them and having some fun - they will be returned (unharmed!) to their respective owners when done! Thank you!

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Chapter 1
“Contact”


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Yeah, I know...about time!! I'm finally getting the sequel to my fanfic up online. I know it's taken some time but I just don't have the time I once did for writing since I'm working again now (and the little buggers at pre-school keep metoo busy!) So to avoid catching up on myself and then making you wait weeks whilst I write the rest of this, I shall only be posting one chapter a week for now. Sorry! The good news is I do have 28 chapters already written and it is almost finished providing my characters behave themselves and stop throwing me curveballs!!

I really hope you like this sequel...it's maybe not what you're expecting (and I shall apologise now for their not being a lot of Mike - I don't know what happened to him in this one!) But...this is what I had in mind before I finished my last one. So, I'm kinda nervous!!

As you may or may not remember, Cat and Henry parted ways at the end of my last fic. Though there are still unspoken feelings between the two of them - not that either will admit to that! Right not Cat has other concerns and a secret she is desperately hoping to keep from Henry! Can she keep the vampire out of it? Will they ever get back together and admit they were wrong? All will be answered eventually...and I feel like some TV show ad :p
So...on with the show

Prologue

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Easy! Henry Fitzroy's (Blood Ties) 'snack' of the night or a fling on the side....a new lover....whoever - so long as he bites me :p