This was AMAZING. I've been aching for a good vampire fic and this is everything I've ever wanted or needed, EVERYTHING. I love how Arthur clung to Eames as the representation of what his life was cause Eames was always there and the slight darkness of Eames 'obsession' with Arthur. His explanation about how he didn't want to answer the calls because he didn't want the chance of Arthur finding out he's changed and being on guard made me just shiver. I had sort of wanted to see Arthur turning. I assume he'll die first of course and I wanted Eames dealing with that. IDK. I've been reading/watching Anne Rice's vampire chronicles a lot. And if you ever write more for this verse I will forever worship you.

Also, hope you don't mind that I recced this fic over at tumblr. It was just so amazing.