Date:         Mon, 30 Aug 1999 01:17:54 -0700 
From: Miranda LaCroix <specmir@HOME.COM> 
Subject:      In An Exhausted Mood (01/01) 
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This fanfic is for all of those feeling sorta exhausted, I hope this
makes you feel just a little better.

In An Exhausted Mood (01/01)

        Six people sat around the table in the dim light of the Raven.
        Four vampires sat around the table in the dim light of the Raven.
        Two Mortals sat around the table in the dim light of the Raven.

        And they were all tired.

        The hands of Nick and Nat were holding as they sat beside each other.
Nat's head on Nick's shoulder, her body in a total state of exhaustion.
Nick took a sip of blood from a glass in front of him and held her
closer to his cold body.

        Janette and LaCroix however were keeping a little distant from each
other. She occasionally had looked into her father's eyes, wondered
about what he thought and returned to her own thoughts. Her gazes turned
into stares. Her stares turned into a blink. A vision turned into a
dream.

        As Tracy did hold Vachon closer to her heart, she did feel a sense of
sadness within her soul. He held her in his arms trying to keep her
there, safe from the elements of the outside world. He wondered as to
the real meaning of what was going on and turned back to his own
problems.

        "Depressing night?" LaCroix asked. The question had come out of the
blue trying to poke at what everyone else was thinking about around him.
He shifted in his seat, crossed his arms over his chest and awaited an
answer.
        "A mere condition of exhaustion," Nick replied. "That's all."
        Vachon looked at Nat who was now being jolted back to reality from her
sleepy world. "And a lack of food," Vachon smiled trying to hold Tracy
tighter.
        Janette held her head in her hands. "I feel like my head's just been
hit by a lead pipe..." she mumbled off.
        "That's called 'exhaustion', my dear," LaCroix told her taking another
sip of blood from his glass.
        "What time is it?" Janette asked rubbing her temples with her fingers.
        "Five thirty-seven p.m.," Natalie replied after checking her watch with
a tired look. "Almost time for work.."

        "C'mon honey," Nick called Nat helping her up. "Time to get to work."
        She sighed and accepted the help of Nick helping her up.
        "More dead bodies.." she sighed as she stood fully upright, taking a
stretch.
        "Don't forget to check for punctures on the neck," Janette grinned
through a slight smile.
        Nat gave a look back to the rest of the group. "I'll be sure to phone
if there's any problems..."
        "Trace, you coming?" Nick asked.
        "I've got to go," she whispered to Vachon
        The two kissed each other on the lips as Tracy got up. Vachon looked at
her and waved goodbye to her as he continued sitting in his chair.
        "See you all later!" Vachon waved a slight motion with his hand.
        "'Til tomorrow," Janette smiled.
        "Au revoir," LaCroix waved goodbye going into the back to get a drink.

        After Janette saw that the trio left the club, she turned to Vachon.
        "So Vachon. Want a drink?" she asked taking a bottle of blood into her
hands.
        "Sure," he grinned putting his glass on the table.

        LaCroix smiled from his booth in the back as he looked at the two
talking to each other and turned on his broadcast.

        "Good evening, my children of the night. The sun is now setting,
creeping beyond the horizon into his nightly sleep. The moon is rising
to let us bask in her glow. Let the tiredness of the day pass by. Let
the strength of the night emerge into your souls. Depression shall fade
into a new found happiness. Last night gave all of us tiredness that we
could get, and this lasted through the day. Let sadness be gone and
happiness rise. Let us drink, dance, work, and play. Tonight, my gentle
listeners, is just another night to party..."

~The End~

Mir
specmir@home.com