What We Do In the Shadows: "Jen..."

What We Do In The Shadows: "Jen..." Part CII...

What We Do In The Shadows: "Jen..."

Summary: There are unexpected consequences when Laszlo seeks a new human familiar...

Part CII...

[Note-Naturally we are diverging from the new season storyline into AU territory]

Outside the Cravenwood-Relentless manion...

"Who's that?" Simon peered from a bush as a young woman of blonde hair, in gown, looking a bit anxiously self-conscious, emerged from a car. The driver departing an instant later as the woman staring about in some wonder, mounted the steps, finally ringing bell.

"Well, not the Slayer, she's inside with her father." Lesley noted.

The door opened and she went inside.

"Hmmn..." Simon looked after. "Pretty little thing in her way..." Uh...He caught Lesley's stare.

"Sorry, you know me, darling." Apologetic tone. "And really, I'm thinking in terms of what's for dinner."

Really? Todd from his post across the large driveway, listening. She's jealous of Simon the Devious with some lil' human dame? Of no special power that I can stiff out. And Simon the Devious, maniacal killer/self-proclaimed Vampiral Lord of Manhattan/whipped poodle boyfriend? He shook head to Harris' look.

Who can explain this thing called Love? Harris' shrug.

"Letting a girl like that come unattended and unguarded..." Lloyd noted in his turn to Harris and Todd, frowning. "I get the modern independence of women stuff, but camon. It's a dangerous world." Both nodding...

...

"Britt!" Jacqueta inside had hurried over to greet her friend as the newly arrived Brittany peered nervously into the grand hall from the foyer. Laszlo, Nandor standing carefully near, Dr. Devers, Shaun, David, and Jennifer, with Suzette in arms, looking over.

Ginny, now on sofa, just a bit concerned by her other daughter Ellie's apparent exhaustion after determining it was not an affected indolence, looking over as well. Offering friendly wave as Jacqueta eagerly embraced her friend.

"Ellie, you want to go upstairs and sleep a little?" she asked. "I'm just going to say hi to Brittany and I'll take you."

"Sure, yeah..." Ellie, wanly. "Brittany? Jackie's girl?" vaguely.

Hmmn...Ginny frowned.

She wasn't all that tired a few minutes ago. And she's a bit too young to get worn down so...Damn. Looking round...

Yeah. She caught sight of Colin Robinson by the basement stairs, looking over at Nandor, still pondering.

"Just wait here, honey. I'll be back."

"Uh-huh..." Ellie nodded, leaning back.

"Colin, you sob!" Ginny hissed at him. He turned to eye her with annoyance.

Just because we're worked and plotted a little together is no call for you to be getting informal, mortal suck-puppy.

"You were supposed to avoid draining the guests!" glare.

"I needed a pick-me up. Sue me." He eyed her coldly. "She'll be fine in a minute."

"Do that again and..." she began, angrily.

"Who do you think you are, you groveling little mortal bag of...?!" he cried, eyes enflamed, loud enough to turn several heads.

Fortunately besides Laszlo and Nandor, the several heads being Claude, Guillermo, Phyllis/Van Helsing, Erika, Eloise, just back from the main buffet table, and Jacqueline/Soul Nadja...Though Jen, David and the others noted a bit of noise.