Lazarus grinned.

"I do my best," he murmured, squeezing her gently, closing his eyes against the light dizziness that swept over him. She might not have pulled Bane out as a defensive reaction, but she had still taken a lot of blood and his leg was still burning.

Melissa didn't say anything, she simply smiled and they sat quietly like that for a few moments.

"D'ya think there were any other times I met you in the past?" he asked after a while.

"I believe so. Fate's funny. There was the time at the theatre." He nodded and sat back, gazing thoughtfully at her for a moment, before leaning back on the sofa.

"Hmm... were you ever around the Emerson estate? I used to spend as much time there as I did in the village when I could get away with it."

"Yeah, I had been loads of times. Logan was good friends with the family." He shook his head in amazement.

"I can't believe my memory is so rubbish!"

"Alcoholic," she muttered and he scowled slightly.

"Not back then."

"It's fine, I never knew Gabriel personally, so I probably didn't see you." He nodded, slouching. No, we used to slope off to the woods and commit sins without a care in the world, he thought, remembering. He blinked, snapping out of the memory.

"Yeah," he muttered, rubbing his forehead, trying to clear his mind. "Sorry, I guess I'm still a little... weird, from earlier."

"Me too, your blood is strong. I should be passed out, but I'm not."

"That and I have more to give than a human," he smiled.

"More than I need."

"Mmm... I need a coffee," he mumbled, picking himself up and limping off into the kitchen. As he hopped around the kitchen making his coffee, she rolled her eyes and looked around the apartment trying to get together a rough idea of what she would do. When he glanced back at her and saw her looking around, he smiled, picked up his mug and sat on the sofa with it, tucking his good leg under him, his injured one out straight in front of him. "What're you looking for?"

"Nothing in particular, just thinking."

"Care to share?"

"Well, I gotta go back to the pack and talk to the Alpha, then go to the coven, spend a few weeks there and go back to the Alpha and overthrow Darren... then I'm gonna have to take Darren's place or else some other vampire will move in first," she told him and he frowned, taking a sip of his coffee and scalding his tongue.

"And... what am I gonna do while you're with the coven?"

"I'm not moving in! I'll be back in the day time."

"Yeah, I meant what am I gonna do all night while you're with them? I can't come with you, they'll rip me apart, especially now they know I dared to fall in love with you."

"I... don't know, get to know the pack?" He snorted with laughter.

"You are kidding, right? Even if the alpha gets over me being the outsider, I've still not been invited to stay with them, and I never will be so long as Albert's there."

"They'll have to trust you, you killed the hunter and if Albert gets on your back just say 'Lilly'," she said, eliciting an arched eyebrow from Lazarus.


"The sister he slaughtered. While he was human." She grinned, rising from her chair and moving to the window.

"He's such a lovely person, I don't know how you ever managed to choose me over him," Lazarus muttered with a slight laugh.

"That however is a long and dark tale and although I could tell you the details, the name itself should be enough to repulse him."

"...Okay. Well, I'll see what I can do, I guess."

"It was only a suggestion."

"I know... I probably wouldn't be so concerned about it if it weren't for the fact that I'm fairly used to being alone, and therefore in control," he sighed and looked at the ceiling, nursing his coffee, "I guess my concern about Albert is a weak excuse for me being more afraid of losing, or being put down by another wolf," he laughed softly at himself.

"But it'll give Bane a chance to become more... wolf like, learn about emotions and communication in the wolf world."

"Yeah..." he nodded to himself. Hear that, mutt? You're gonna get trained.


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