Jim stood back up laughing at me. He was truly an asshole through and 

through. I sat on the same spot for a while just watching him. He'd taken out 

a computer looking through some files. From what I could see it was about

 Jacoby along with many other people. Getting up I walk over looking over his

 shoulder.

 "Who are these other people?"

 He glances over his shoulder at me. Jim's expression was that of a tired

 person but had blush from remembering what happened. I couldn't help but 

laugh a little as he hit my stomach slightly. 

"They are the people who work closely with that vile creature. Each of them

 are just as vile as Jacoby."

 Great so he had a whole club of people just like him. This was looking more 

and more fucked up. 

Letting out a sigh I lean down onto Jim's shoulder.

 "Can you tell me anything useful about these people or not yet? Since this

 is in some sort of code. All I can tell is what they look like."

 He looks over at my face with a smile. 

"Your right it is a code. My brother and I made it when I was younger. That 

way no one could read our messages. As for the people I will write it up 

later in English so you can read it yourself."

 At least it wasn't a total loss he did agree to let me know. It felt like a small 

victory to me. Not remembering there was only one bed I laid down on it 

falling asleep.

Jim didn't realize that Teresa had fallen asleep till done with his work. Closing

 the computer he rubs in between his eyes. Standing up he stretches a little

 then walks over to the bed. 

"You really let your defenses down easily Teresa." 

Jim leans down, lifting her slightly to move to the side of the bed. She had

 been in the middle of the bed with her legs spread. Once she was moved he

 laid down next to her just closing his eyes. If they were lucky none of 

Jacoby's associates would figure out their location. In the morning Teresa 

woke up in Jim's arms. He was sound asleep with his arms wrapped around

 her waist.

 "Um...Jim..."

 Not hearing anything I tried to gently move his arms only to get gripped 

tighter. Damn it why did all men have to be dicks even in their sleep. Maybe I

 would like this if he was my lover but come on, let go already. Taking in a 

breath I prepare to pull his arms off then quickly move out of the way. 

Getting a good grip on his arms I move them fast while slipping out of his 

reach. Once out of his reach I let out a sigh of relief.

Sitting on the edge of the bed I think back to last night. That is when it 

dawned on me I'd forgotten there is only one bed. Smacking my own 

forehead I try not to wake Jim. This was going to be a trip all in itself being 

with this man traveling.

 "Dumb ass..."

 Not wanting to wake him I slide off the edge of the bed. I grab my bag from 

the floor going to the bathroom for a shower. Thankfully it seemed that Jim 

was a deep sleeper at least today. When I finished showering, I got my clean 

clothes from the bag. It was a pair of loose jeans with a form fitting tank 

top. The tank was pink with a blood red skull on it. It was actually kind of 

cute. Looking into the mirror I decide to cover my scales again. It takes about

 thirty minutes before I am done applying it. As I was finishing there was a 

knock on the door. 

"Are you done, I have to piss?"

 Jim, you have such an elegant way with words. I couldn't help but laugh at 

him, opening the door he looked a little annoyed at how long I took. 

"All yours mister cranky kitty." 

My comment didn't help his cranky attitude.

Out in the room I put my dirty clothes into a separate bag. In the bathroom 

Jim could be heard grumbling to himself. It got me to laugh a little as I sat 

down on the bed. When he finally came out I was just laying there silently.

 "I packed my stuff before going in there. If you are ready let's head out." 

Sitting up I give him a slight nod stretching some. This was going to be a long

 trip since he was the only person knowing our destination. Walking from the

 hotel room I glance back wondering if it was a good or bad idea still to be

 with Jim. Either way there weren't many options for someone who hated

 Jacoby just as much or even more than me. Getting into the vehicle I just 

remain silent. There was a lot that still needed to be understood. One thing

 that kept racking my brain is how did Jim get all the information on Jacoby's 

group of people? Did he work for them to gain the information or was he 

being stealthy to gather it? An hour into the drive Jim poked my leg. 

Instinctively I jumped.

Looking over I could see he was laughing at me. 

"What the hell man?"

 Jim gave a smile looking at the road.

"You looked so into your thoughts that nothing would bother you. Just

 couldn't resist the urge to test the theory."

 Really? You wanted to see if I would not pay attention. Wow you really are an

 asshole. Not wanting to look to his face I stare out the window with a cranky

 expression to my face.

 "Asshole."

 That got him laughing harder. Honestly he was probably just trying to 

lighten the mood. It was hard for both of us I suppose. He didn't trust me nor

 did I truly trust him either. This was a pact to serve both of us, him to keep

 me away, and I to be safe from Jacoby. We remain silent till stopping at a 

restaurant for lunch. It had been about four hours since he teased me. We

 followed the person to our table just sitting down.

 "Hey Teresa..." 

I look up to see him staring straight at me.

 "Um, yes what is it?"

 Jim let out a sigh.

 "Sorry about before, we got to get along for this whole thing to work out."

 He wasn't wrong. If we were to start fighting this little deal would never 

work out for either of us.

Reaching over the table I grab the water that was sitting on the table, taking a

 sip.

 "Okay, so from now on how about you not try to scare the hell out of me.

 Granted I know me in deep thought sometimes can be annoying. Just wait

 till I snap back to reality." 

Jim laughs while giving me a nod. We enjoyed our lunch together as he told 

me a little more about those men. It seems they met hundreds of years ago.

 Jacoby actually went out seeking like minded people. According to Jim the

 men already knew each other. Jacoby was the new one to their group. 

During this period in time all the men had kept secret places to torture their 

victims. That is when Jacoby gave them an area of land to do as they please. 

This land had a huge wall around the entire estate. Inside it was a hell for 

anyone of human blood. Not only did humans get bread to be eaten ,tortured,

 sex slaves, there was in-humans as well. Each of them kept as though their 

lives meant nothing. Hearing him speak of such events made me think of how

 Jacoby treated me along with his staff. Just knowing there were more people

 who thought so little of life was sickening.

After our lunch my mind wandered onto how these men were still able to 

hide everything. Then I remembered Jacoby had powers so I felt like an idiot.

 Even with all the technology in the world it would not amount to anything 

against him. In the car Jim put the radio station on alternative music. It was 

fine till something in a weird language came one. We both glanced to one 

another laughing then changed the station. We rode through the night 

stopping when needing gas. Although the ride was cooler at night my body 

felt off. It was like it sensed something. Jim was acting the same way, which 

had me worried. In the early morning as we drove into a small village there 

stood six men in the road. They each had weapons in their hands as looking 

to the vehicle.

 "Teresa seems like they want to play with us."

 Your version of play and mine were very different. Jim stopped the vehicle

 getting out then gives me a smile closing the door. I sit there watching as he 

walks closer to the men. Each of them preparing to attack. Looking to Jim his 

skin gets cheetah patterns all over. His nails grew longer as fangs grew in his 

mouth. It would be interesting to see him still mainly in human form fighting 

these people.

The men smirked seeing Jim coming closer to them. Something didn't feel 

right about this whole situation. Why would they smirk seeing him partially 

shifted? I opened the car door as he approached the men. One of the men 

pulled a small ball from his pocket throwing it into the air. Thin wires fell with

 such speed that even Jim couldn't react. They twisted around his body 

getting tighter as I could see him fall to the ground. Blood was dripping from 

the wires where they cut into his flesh. What the hell was this weapon? 

Quickly getting out of the car I ran over to Jim. The wires were made of 

something I'd never seen. One of the men snuck up behind me as I felt a 

sharp pain in my head. Everything went dark after that. The men look down

 to Teresa then smirk.

 "Seems we get a bonus for finding this little shit. You really thought we

 wouldn't catch you Jim?" 

One of the men leans down pulling his face up, looking directly into his eyes.

 Jim yanked his head away falling back onto the ground due to Teresa being 

knocked out on him. They pick Jim and Teresa both up, placing them in their 

own vehicle. Two of the men sit in the back seat with their now prisoners. 

They glanced at one another then knocked out Jim. 

"Now we will not have to deal with that asshole talking." 

The man in the driver's seat glanced back to the unconscious Teresa then to

 the men with a death glare. It didn't take a genius to know what he meant.

If either of those idiots tried anything they were good as dead. The men 

remained silent through the drive to their hideout. Once there they carry

 their prisoners into the building making sure neither of them could move.

 Although with Jim that wasn't very hard since the wires kept him tightly 

bound. They sat down waiting on another person to arrive. The man who 

drove the car was on a cell phone sounding annoyed. Once he hung up the 

phone he walked over kicking the wall.

 "It will be a few hours before the boss gets here. He is too busy banging his

 whore to come right now."

 The other men laughed some till they saw the glare from his eyes. 

"Grab this idiot. Also make double sure that woman can't move."

 Doing as told they moved Jim onto a metal table that was in the room. One 

of the men made double sure Teresa was still bound good, plus out cold. 

Their ring leader at the moment walks over to the table placing a clamp onto

 the wires. 

"This is going to hurt you little shit."

 He turns walking over to a machine near the table. He turns a dial to 10 mA,

 causing electricity to flow through Jim's body.

Jim bites into his lower lip as the volts of electricity start to flow through his

 body. He could feel the burning throughout his body as the voltage was 

slowly being increased. In the air the smell of burnt flesh was strong. Teresa 

opened her eyes coughing from the stench in the air. When she could focus

 her eyes the sight of Jim on the table made her sick. She could see the part 

of his flesh that the wire was literally burning off. The voltage had been 

turned up to 20 mA. The muscles in Jim's body weren't responding to him. If

 he had been a human this would have most likely killed him. His in- human 

nature was healing his body as more damage was being inflicted. The man at 

the dial was getting angry with how well Jim was taking all the pain.

 "Scream out you fucker."

 Jim turned his head through the pain smiling at the man. This caused him to

 be completely enraged, turning the dial all the way up. The machine could

 reach up to 100 mA. Sparks could be seen flying off the table as the man 

backed away. Jim was screaming out in pain. Teresa couldn't handle it any 

longer screaming out herself.

All the men fell to the floor with blood dripping from their ears.

"Huh."

 I quickly break the rope on me using my vampire strength. Running over I hit

 the machine with a full force punch. It went flying through the wall. Jim was

 lifeless on the table. His body burnt from head to toe. The wires had burned 

down to his bones exposing all the muscle leading to it. I was freaking out on 

what to do. Would his body heal if I did nothing? Did I need to take him to a 

special kind of doctor? First thing was first I smacked my face hard. After 

that shock I checked to see if his flesh was attached to the table. Thankfully it

 hadn't been stuck otherwise this would be really gross.

 "Come on your asshole don't die on me. You can't get revenge on Jacoby if

 you die in a place like this."

 Racking my brain there was only one thing it could manage to come up with

 to save him. Taking my wrist to my mouth I slice across it with my fangs,

 letting my blood pour down his throat. In the back of my mind I was praying

 this actually worked. Also hoped this wouldn't make him some sort of 

freakish hybrid like me.