Disclaimers: I do not own Nick and Nat, but I do own the kids! All Forever Knight characters belong to Sony, J. Parriott and B. Cohen. No infringement intended. Permission to archive at the FTP site, JADFE, Dark NN and to Patty. Any typos or grammar errors are mine. Feedback welcome at debbub@hotmail.com

This is for Patty, who said I could do it.
And for my mother, who should not be reading this, but I know she is!
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In Memory of Marci Cheeseman and Judith Freudenthal, I know they are in Heaven writing away.

ADULT: Explicit M/F N/N sex. If you are under age or this offends please go away.



The Anniversary  Part 01/10


"Come on, Nic. Please..." begged Donni. She could always get her sister to do what she wanted. "After all it’s not everyday you get to plan your parents 75th anniversary party."

"Oh all right!" Nic replied. This one she would not win.

Donni was right; most couples barely make it to 50. But Nick and Nat weren’t most couples. They were the most devoted pair you’d ever meet. Always have been and always will. You see Nick and Nat are Immortal. Their love will last forever.

Nicholas de Brabant Knight met Dr. Natalie Ann Lambert in the spring of 1990. They were married seven years later. At the time Nick worked for Metro Homicide in Toronto and Nat was the youngest coroner in the city’s history. Nick was 767 years old and Nat was 28 when they met. A deep friendship developed and somewhere along the way they fell in love. They married in Belgium near where Nick was born, in the providence of Brabant.

Nat, believing that Nick could not father children, naturally got pregnant. They were the happiest soon-to-be parents. Nine months later Richard Alexander de Brabant was born. Named for Natalie’s brother Richard and Nick’s mother Alexandra, Alex was the light of his parents’ lives. They were blessed again the following winter when Nicole Anne and Donni Grace were born. Shortly after the girls were born Nat joined her husband in the Vampire Community.

Nick’s sire/father Lucien LaCroix was not too happy when his wayward son embarked on this ‘Mortal folly’ of marriage to Nat. That is until his grandchildren came. You could not have asked for a more doting and devoted Grandfather. Nic holds a special place in his heart.

The children were born Mortal, but were given the option of becoming Vampires when they got older. All three took up the option. Nat had only one request. That they live as Mortals until they were 30 years old. Just incase they married and wanted children of their own. Alex held out to his 35th birthday, Nic and Donni when they were 30.

Alex is tall like his father with curly auburn hair and deep blue eyes like Nat. Nic is the spitting image of her daddy, where Donni who was named for Nick and Nat’s best friends Don Schanke and Grace Belthazar, looks like Nat with reddish blonde hair.

They are a tight knit family, so when it came time for this mile stone anniversary it was no surprise that Donni wanted to throw a party. She also saw to other important events in the family. She is the sentimental one, and the one who treasures her Humanity much like Nick.



Spring dawned in Wales with the hope of life anew. Nick and Nat were in Paris visiting LaCroix. He was feeling a little melancholy; he hadn’t seen his son or his grandchildren for quite some time. And Nat loved Paris in the spring.

With her parents safely out of the way Donni started laying out her plan. She first called LaCroix to see if he could keep Nick and Nat busy awhile.

"Not a problem my Sweet. I shall keep your father and mother quite entertained."

"Thanks Pappy! You’re the best!" Donni cried. Donni was the ONLY one to get away with calling ‘the General’ Pappy.

She then enlisted Alex. He was to go and gather up as many things as he could find from Toronto circa 1990’s. He found his mother’s CD collection, some movies that were popular at the time, and a painting that Nick had done of her. While Alex was searching in one of the numerous storage bins he found the ‘infamous blue shirt’. He picked it up and decided to take it home. ‘Won’t Mom be surprised!’ he thought. He rummaged around some more and got enough things to remind his parents of their courtship days. He had an idea and called Donni.

"Hey Sis! What do you think of moving this party across the Pond? I found some really great stuff and I thought that maybe we should open the loft and use it for the party. What do you think?"

"Oh Alex! What a great idea! Maybe we can get Pappy to help get them over there."

Nick and Nat had always held on to the loft. It was one of the few places that ever felt like "Home". Alex lived there for awhile when he was in school. It was a very special place to him; it was where he was born. So it was no wonder that he wanted to go there. Now how to get the happy couple there. Maybe his sister could help, she could be very deceiving when need be, just like her grandfather.

Nic was at home reading the latest trashy romance novel, ‘You’d think in 100 years they could come up with something better!’ she thought. Didn’t matter, she read them all! Especially Vampire romance. "Maybe I should write one. I definitely could be a little more factual." She said with an evil grin on her face.

"Write one what?" Alex asked when he came in the room.

"Oh, nothing Big Brother. Just thinking out loud. What brings you here on such a fine night?"

Alex sat down on the over-stuffed sofa next to Nic. Looking at her like the cat that ate the canary he said, "Donni wants to throw Mom and Dad a party..."

"I know that!" Nic interrupted.

"Hold up; let me finish." Alex said rather irritated. 

"What do you say to having it in Toronto?" Asked Alex excitedly, with the same boyish grin as his father.

Now he had Nic’s attention. She cocked her eyebrow.

"You mean at the loft? Ooh, how romantic is that?! What a great idea! Now how do we get them to go all the way to Canada without a good reason and blowing the surprise?" Nic asked, her face all lit up.

"Donni seems to think Grandfather will help." Replied Alex.

"Great I’ll call her and get this plan in gear." She replied as she reached for the phone.


End Part 01


The Anniversary  Part 02/10
See disclaimers in first post.


Donni was busy getting people lined up to go and open the loft. She just hoped that most of the furnishings were still in the warehouse. She was on the third call of the night trying to get some poor mover to understand that this all had to be done after hours.

"Yes, I understand this will be over time." She replied. "Yes I can pay it. Please send the bill to the de Brabant Foundation in Toronto. Thank you, I will be there in two days."

‘Geez, movers are a grouchy bunch’ Donni thought. ‘Oh well, more plans to make and people to call.’ Next she called LaCroix.

"Hi Pappy! Change of plans. Do you think you can get Mom and Dad to go with you to Toronto?"

"And what pray tell for, mon enfant?" Asked the General.

"Alex thinks it would be nice if we could take them back to their courtship days. I think it might be fun. And you know what a romantic Nic is." 

"Indeed," LaCroix answered. "As I remember it, those years in Toronto truly were ‘the worst of times and the best of times’ to quote an old friend. Just what would you like for me to do?"

"Is Aunt Janette still in Montreal? Maybe we could say how she really wants to see them and then have to stop over in Toronto."

"I see you have thought this out. I’m impressed. Such deceit is usually done by your sister. There is hope for you yet." LaCroix purred. "To answer your question, yes Janette is in Montreal. Perhaps she can be of better assistance than I can."

"Ok, I’ll give her a call. Thanks Pappy. I love you!"

LaCroix, still after all these years was uncomfortable with such open displays of affection, replied, "As I do you."



Later in Paris, Nat was out shopping on the Boulevard Hausman at Galerie Lafayette. She was having a great time buying the latest in spring fashions. Nick was taking in an art exhibit at The Louvre. They were running a Monet exhibit. Nick always did enjoy Monet’s work. They agreed to meet later at Apres l’Obscurite the newest hotspot and the Community’s haven.

Nick was waiting when Natalie arrived laden down with the evening’s treasures. It didn’t matter how long they would live; she would always take his breath away when she entered a room.

"Hi, my beautiful wife," Nick said silkily, "did you leave anything behind?"

"Hello, to you too my handsome husband." Nat replied planting a peck on his cheek. "Yes I left *some*. Did you miss me?" ‘God’ Nat thought. ‘I will never tire of looking at him.’

"I always do." Nick replied as he placed a soft kiss at the nape of her neck, while inhaling her scent.

"Then let’s go home and you can show me how much, after you call the kids." Nat said over her shoulder as she walked over to the bar. "Right now you can buy me a drink."

The bartender asked Nat for her order. "The lady will have the house special." Nick told him, making sure the fledgling knew whom she was with.

They enjoyed their drinks, then loaded up all the packages into the car and drove out to their secluded chateau. It was a quiet ride. Each lost in their own thoughts. Nick wasn’t sure what to do for Nat for their upcoming anniversary. He wanted it to be special. Little did he know just how special it was to be.



They arrived home to the ringing of the phone. Nick and Nat looked at each other and said at the same time, "The kids!" And laughed.

Nat walked over to the table and answered the phone. She was surprised when she heard her father-in-law’s voice on the other end.

"Oh, hello Lucien. I was expecting one of the children."

"I am so sorry to disappoint my dear Natalie. Shall I call at another time?" LaCroix asked.

"No. It’s all right; Nick will just call them later. Is there something I can do for you?" Nat asked with reservation. There was *always* something he wanted.

"Well as a matter of fact there is something. You see I was thinking of going to Montreal to see Janette. And I was wondering if you and Nicholas would accompany me."

This caught Nat by surprise. LaCroix wants them to go on a trip with him. Usually he only asked Nick to go. She would have to think this over. "Can I discuss this with Nick and get back to you?" She asked.

"Of course my dear. I only ask that you let me know as soon as possible so that I can make the necessary arrangements." LaCroix answered coolly.

"Of course." Nat replied. "Good bye, Lucien."

"Good night, Natalie."

"Who was it Nat?" Nick asked as he came in the room.

"LaCroix. He wants us to go on a trip with him to Montreal to see Janette." Nat answered as she hung up the phone.

"Montreal? My, he is feeling a little neglected isn’t he?" Nick replied sarcastically. "I don’t see a problem with going to Montreal. We haven’t seen Janette for ages. Should be a nice trip. You always liked Canada in the springtime."

Nick pulled Nat into a close embrace. "Why don’t I call LaCroix back and tell him to make the arrangements." He placed a gentle kiss on Nat’s forehead.

"All right, Nick." Nat answered warily. "I’m going to take a shower. Don’t forget to check in with the kids."

"I won’t. Enjoy your shower." He playfully swatted Nat on the butt as she left the room. He then went to call his father.

LaCroix answered his phone knowing who it was. "Good evening, Nicholas. How are you this evening?"

"I’m fine LaCroix. Nat tells me you mentioned wanting to see Janette. I think that is an excellent idea. When would you want to leave?" Nick asked with curiosity.

"Well, I was hoping to be there in the next 5 to 7 days."

"I think that can be arranged." Nick replied not realizing that his and Nat’s anniversary fell in that time.

"Very well. I will make the arrangements. See you soon Nicholas. Give Natalie my love." LaCroix replied with his usual aloofness.

"Good night, LaCroix."



After hanging up the phone, Nick tried to decide whether to call his son or join his wife upstairs. It was no choice really; he always wanted to be near Nat. Even after all of these years. But he had promised to check in. ‘Besides, Nat is notorious for endless showers.’ Nick thought with a lusty grin. ‘I’ll just join her a little later.’ He dialed Alex’s number.

Alex answered on the second ring. "Hello? Oh hi Dad!" Alex motioned to his sister. Nic came over to listen. "How are things in France?" He asked trying to sound nonchalant.
Everything’s great Alex. How are things at home?"

"Well, not much is happening. Nic is thinking of writing one of those trashy romance novels her and Mom like so much." With this Nicole slapped her brother playfully. Boy did he enjoy tormenting her!

Nick smiled at the thought of his daughter writing a Gothic romance. He then asked concerned, "Have you heard from Donni? I thought she was going to be there with you." Nick always worried about her; she would always be his ‘baby’.

"No, she left last night. I haven’t seen her yet tonight. Sorry. But I’ll make sure she calls you when she gets home." Alex replied hoping not to alarm his over protective father.

"Your grandfather called tonight. He wants your mother and I to accompany him to Montreal to see your Aunt Janette. We should be leaving by the end of the week." The more he talked about this trip the more it seemed like a good idea. He really missed Canada at times. Wales and France were nice, but Ontario would always be home. And if going to see Janette got him close, all the better.

"That sounds like a fun trip." Alex said with a smile in his voice. "I wish I could go with you."

"Why don’t you?" Nick asked with a glimmer of hope.

"I have too much to do here with work. Thanks for the offer though." Alex said.

Work for Alexander de Brabant was as an Art History teacher at Eton. Art was a passion Alex inherited from Nick. His paintings had been shown through out the years, and were highly sought after by collectors. And since Nick knew most of the great artists he learned history from first hand accounts.

With that they said their good nights. Alex and Nic were excited that this part of the plan went smoothly. They hoped Donni was having as good luck.

She was. She arrived in Toronto just after sundown. The flight was uneventful and she slept most of the way. When she told the cabdriver to take her to 101 Gateway Lane, he thought he misunderstood her.

"Are you sure of the address Miss?" The cabbie asked. "That’s over in the warehouse district. And with it getting late and all..."

"I’m well aware of where it is. Thank you. Now if you please, can we go?" Donni said with a touch of irritation in her voice. If the cabbie only knew that the petite ‘Miss’ in his car was a Vampire!

Enroute to the loft Donni called the Raven to have supplies sent over. She was pleasantly surprised when a familiar voice answered the phone.


End Part 02

The Anniversary  Part 03/10
See disclaimers in first post.
ADULT:


Back in the French countryside, Nick finished his call to Alex and headed upstairs. Not surprised that Nat was still in the shower, Nick proceeded to close the shutters to the coming day and went to pour them some blood-wine. He lit some candles that were placed about the room. He also lit the fireplace. The room was quite large and furnished with beautiful hand carved Cherry furniture that Nat picked out on one of their trips to the States. The walls were a soft muted Mediterranean Blue, and the fabrics were in rich soft golden velvet, and green silks. The bed had soft ivory silk sheets. The whole room was designed to convey a cocoon like feel without being suffocating. After making sure everything was perfect, Nick went to join Nat.

Nat let the hot water flow over her, easing away all the night’s cares. As she relaxed she pushed into the link she shared with Nick and knew what he was doing in the next room. She felt him enter the bathroom and was waiting when he entered the glass-enclosed shower. The water felt good cascading down their cool bodies. This was the one place they could feel almost Mortal. The hot water warmed them to normal body temperature.

Nick slid in behind Nat. As he gently kissed her neck he asked if he could wash her hair. This was something that he had always enjoyed doing. Nat of course said yes. She enjoyed it as much as he did. As Nick lathered up Nat’s mane of curls, and massaged her head, the jasmine scented lather ran down her body. The slick foam made it easy for Nick to massage Nat from the base of her neck to the gentle curve of her breasts to her flat stomach and around to her firm bottom. This elicited soft moans of delight from Nat, which in turn fueled Nick in his attentions to her body.

As the bubbles ran off, Nick blazed a trail of hot kisses down her. He massaged and suckled one breast then the other; sure to give them equal attention. As he made his way down her belly he ran circles around her navel with his tongue before he stopped at her patch of curls. He paused and inhaled her scent. Her extreme arousal was evident.

Before he could taste of her ambrosia, she pulled him up to her. She then began her own assault on him, beginning with a deep passionate kiss. She kissed his face and neck, slightly nipping his vein. She caressed his well-muscled chest, teasing at his nipples with light flicks of her tongue. She nipped and kissed her way down to his manhood. She drew him into her mouth, and began the torturous slow decent down his shaft. She could hear a low growl of pleasure resonating in Nick’s chest. As she gently sucked, she could feel that Nick was near his release. With every caress and kiss he became more aroused and wanted to bury himself deep inside her. To take her, to possess her. And her to possess him. No other woman in all of his years had been able to possess him. Natalie possessed him totally, and would forever.

With their passion fully awakened, Nick shut off the water, picked up his eternal bride and carried her to their bed. Both of them soaking wet and not caring, they continued to kiss and caress each other until only one thing would sate their craving. Nick rolled Nat onto her back and raised himself up over her.

"Do you want me, Nat?" He asked with his voice husky and his eyes golden and full of the lust that he held for her. "Will you surrender yourself to me?" He slowly lowered himself to her, as she gave the only answer she could.

"Yes." And with that one word he entered her and total peace over came him.

Their lovemaking was slow and sensual, no skin left un-caressed or un-kissed. As Nick loved his wife, the tension built in their bodies until the only release would be the sharing of their life’s blood.

As Nick and Nat lay in each other’s arms, thoughts of their long happy marriage played across Nat’s mind. She never in her wildest dreams thought she would ever love or *be* loved like this. By this man.

Still relishing in their lovemaking, sleep overcame them.


End Part 03



The Anniversary  Part 04/10
See disclaimers in first post.


"Raven." Answered the voice on the phone.

"Auntie?" Donni asked with surprise in her voice.

"Donni? Are you here ma petite? In Toronto?" A very pleasantly surprised Janette asked.

"Yes! What are you doing here?"

"Well, I was getting a trifle bored in Montreal, thought I’d check and see how Cristal was doing running the club. Even after all these years, I just can’t seem to let it go."

"I know. For all of your aloofness, you are a very sentimental woman."

"That may very well be." Janette replied knowing that it was entirely true. "So with what do I owe this very pleasant yet unexpected call?"

"I’m here trying to get things lined up for Mom and Dad’s anniversary party next week. And I do have to eat..." Donni answered. "I’m here at the loft if you want to come by. I would love to see you. We have lots to discuss."

"Very well, I shall bring you your supplies and we can spend the day together."

"Great Aunt Janette! See you around 5:45 then." Donni replied. She was truly happy that she would get to spend some time with her aunt. Plus that was one less person to try and get to Toronto.


Alex and Nic made their travel arrangements. Alex saw to the shipping of Nat’s things to arrive at the loft. Only one other thing to track down, Nick’s beloved 61 Caddy. Nothing like trying to find a 110-year-old car! ‘Last I remember...I think it was stored in Chicago.’ Alex thought to himself. Hopefully it was still there. He made the call.

"O’Hare Long Term Parking. This is Bobby. How can I help you?" The voice on the other end asked.

"Well I hope you can. My name is Alex de Brabant Chevalier; I’m looking for a car that is supposed to be stored there. It’s been there for quite some time."

"No problemo, what kind of car is it? And when was it stored?" Asked Bobby.

"It’s a 1961 Cadillac convertible, license plate Ontario 35H MV6. I believe it was stored sometime around 2002." Alex waited for the reaction that came next.

"Dude, are you messing with me?" Bobby replied. "Is this some kind of joke?"

"No, it’s an odd request, I know. But could you please look for me? It is very important."

"Hang on..."

Alex waited what seemed like hours. Finally after about 10 minutes, Bobby came back on the line.

"You’re not going to believe this, but it’s here! It seems it was stored here by a Mr. Nicholas Davies in September of 2002. The bill has been paid yearly. So as far as I can see if you have the ticket, we can release the car."

Alex’s heart fell. He hadn’t thought about a claim ticket. Maybe a well-placed whammy would do the trick. "All right, I will be there to pick it up tomorrow morning early."

He looked at his watch. This was gonna be close. "Thank you Bobby for all your help."

Alex hung up the phone. He shouted out to Nic. "Gotta run Sis! I’ll see you in Toronto in a couple of days."

Nic came rushing in the room. "What do you mean ’gotta run’? Where are you off to now?"

"I found the Caddy. It’s parked at O’Hare. And if I’m going to make it without becoming a crispy critter then I have got to get out of here."

"Oh in that case," Nic replied with teasing in her voice, "then you’d better hurry up." She kissed her brother on the cheek as he left. "See you at the loft!"

Alex made it to Cardiff International in less than an hour, including packing. His flight from Cardiff to Chicago left at 5 AM. He would arrive at O’Hare at 7 AM. He was hoping that the sun wouldn’t be up yet. The flight was uneventful and quiet. While he was airborne he made a few calls.

He called an auto detail shop and arranged for the Caddy to be picked up from his hotel. He wished that he could oversee the detailing personally but it would be full daylight by the time he arrived at The Sheraton. He left instructions that the car was to be fully cleaned inside and out, all new hoses and fluids, and be back to him by 6 PM. Quite the task when you consider that it has been stored untouched for close to seventy years!  

Alex’s flight touched down 20 minutes early, and he was through Customs in less than 30 minutes. This gave him the needed extra time to collect his dad’s beloved car.

When he got to the garage he found the same kid he had talked to on the phone.

"Hi Bobby, I’m Alex. We spoke on the phone yesterday." Alex spoke as he held out his hand. Bobby shook it.

"Yeah, I remember." Bobby said. "I went over and checked on her myself first thing this morning."

"How does she look?" Alex asked with trepidation in his voice.

"Apart from the dust on the cover, not too bad. I put some water and gas in it for you. I also had the night shift put a charge on the battery. I suggest that you go and have the motor checked over before you drive it anywhere. I noticed a little bit of oil under it." Bobby said with real awe for the antique.

"I’ve already made the arrangements." Replied Alex with a grin. "This car has to be in Toronto and in mint condition in two days for a very special celebration."

With that Bobby led Alex up to the next level of the garage, and in the back row, away from everything else sat Nick’s Caddy. "Just as I remember." Alex whispered.

"Pardon??" Asked Bobby startled.

"Oh, I mean I have seen pictures of this car, and it looks just like I remember the pictures." Alex said not believing that Bobby heard him.

"Well, if everything looks OK to you we’ll go down and sign the release and you can give me the claim check."

‘Oh shit.’ Alex thought. He’d forgotten about that. ‘I guess I will have to put a well-placed memory there.’ Honing in on Bobby’s heartbeat Alex told him, "I gave the claim check to you and we signed the paperwork."

"Papers signed. Have a nice trip Mr. Chevalier." Answered Bobby.

Alex signed the contract on Bobby’s clipboard and he walked away. ‘Now’ Alex thought, ‘I hope the keys are here.’ as he flipped the passenger visor down and the keys dropped into his hand. "There you are." He was so glad that Nick thought to leave a key in case the garage staff had to move it. The car started on the third try. He had to hurry; he could feel the sun starting to rise. Good thing the hotel was only about five minutes away.

Alex arrived in the underground parking just as the sun was cresting the horizon. He checked in, went to his room, and called the detail shop. By now he was very hungry and tired. A full days sleep would do him good. With that he took a quick shower, pulled a bottle from his bag and retired for the day.

Alex was dreaming about his early childhood when the ringing of the phone woke him up. ‘No, not yet,’ he thought as the ringing was piercing his blissful sleep. ‘Always happens at the best part.’ "Hello?" Alex answered in his best ‘you just got me up’ voice.

"Good evening, Sir." The voice on the other end replied. "This is the front desk. We have a gentleman here with your car."

"I’ll be right down. Please have my bill ready, I will be checking out. Thank you."

"Very well, Sir."

Alex was awake now, and very excited. He had never driven the Caddy until this morning and that didn’t really count. The last time he had even seen it was when he was about 4 years old. He had asked his dad on more than one occasion if he could drive it and the answer was always the same. "No." Nick was a tad possessive of his car. No one had ever driven it except Nick until Schanke did. And the first time he did he wrecked it! Nick almost killed him about that. The only other person he ever trusted to drive it was Nat. So this was going to be a special drive for him. He hoped that Nick wouldn’t be to mad.

After a quick glance around the room, Alex grabbed his bag and left. ‘This is going to be a great night!’ he thought to himself. The drive to Toronto should take about 9 hours. Plenty of time to get there before sunrise. He paid the room bill and went to collect the car. When he got outside the sight before him left him speechless. The Caddy looked brand new! Gone were all the years of dirt, and all signs of any age. The interior smelled like saddle soap and mink oil. The chrome shined and the paint glowed. The guy from the shop beamed, and so did Alex.

"Does she look all right? I did most of the work myself. But it wasn’t like work. I enjoyed every minute of it, so did the rest of the guys in the shop. We don’t get much call for vintage cars like this anymore." He said as he lovingly stroked the right fin.

Alex was amazed. All he could do was stare. It was incredible what these guys had accomplished in 12 hours.

"She’s beautiful..." He gratefully paid the man, and thanked him for the awesome work he did. He knew Nick would be pleased. With that he started the car and headed for I-190.


End Part 04