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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shalimar" data-source="post: 836376" data-attributes="member: 9600">Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague Family Suite – The StudyWednesday 11th December, 2002Sabrina seemed oblivious to the tention in her uncle's arms as she balanced herself precariously with her tiny arms around his neck holding heself to his chest.  Her mind was just whirring away at the new information Nathan's answers had provided her.  Well if she made me what I am that means she is my vampire mom, so shouldn't uncle Nathan like my mommy? she wondered, knowing uncle Nathan never told her everything.Her tiny nose twitched pixie-like in curiosity, at her uncles dislikeof the woman who should be so important to her.  "Uncle Nathan, if Elizabeth is the person who made me a vampire, doesn't that make her my mommy?  So why doesn't she live here with us?  And how did she do it?  I mean in all those books and movies a vampire just bites someone and then they are a vampire too, I bite people, how come they aren't all vampires too?  I mean it would be nice to have someone to play with.  So, can I meet miss Elizabeth?" she asked in her lilting sing-song voice.  She seemed totally oblivious to the part about not aging, she was simply unable to comprehend it, and truly didn't want to, she would probably never accept it until it was rubbed in her face in a few years.</blockquote>