Here's a bit of fluff for the collection.  This is my first try
at fanfic, so please be kind;  if you can't be kind, at least
make it fun!
 
 
Obsessions
by Kate Gibney
 
 
The dawn was about to break as LaCroix arrived home.  It had
been an altogether pleasant night;  he'd hunted successfully
(disposing of the body, of course - one had to be so careful
nowadays) and then gone on to torture Nicholas for a while.
This last had gone particularly well - he'd done just enough to
put Nick off balance without sending him over into a murderous
rage.  LaCroix remembered very well the last time he'd gone too
far - coming back from that had *not* been pleasant.
 
He was in such good humor - actually humming to himself! - that
he was almost at his door before he noticed the unusual sounds
and senses coming from his apartment.  There appeared to be
another vampire inside of them
are probably borderline psychotic - but then, that might be
just what you need right now.  I'm sure that in no time you
could find someone to distract you for the next fifty or a
hundred years."
 
She led him over to the computer and sat him down.  "Here's
some of the vampire fiction I've downloaded."  She showed him
how to open and close files and then left him on his own, going
back to work on her sleeve.  Occasionally, she glanced over at
him, and he appeared totally absorbed in what he was reading.
Once, she thought she saw him blush.  "Ah,"  she thought, "he's
found the James-and-Darkangel-Forever-Erotica-List."
 
By the time he was finished it was almost sunset and Magdalen
was almost finished with her second sleeve.
 
"Well," he began, "as you said, quite a bunch of strange,
interesting and possibly psychotic people.  There are a few who
seemff
to find Brad Pitt.
 
THE END!
 
ok, I promise to get therapy.
Kate
kgibney@pipeline.com