Joscelin shrugs. "If I'm still stuck with you, yes," he teases. "You're like a bad penny, Jean-Claude. There's no getting rid of you."

Where will they be in fifty years? Will Jean-Claude still be head of Islington Nest? Will Joscelin even still be in London? He's lived here for most of his absurdly long life--it's home, and it will always be home--but vampires travel.

Well, vampires with Daylight Jewelry do. Joss isn't one of them right now.

"You'd better still be around in twenty years when I hit seven hundred."