Creeping into the apartment he jumped as he heard the sound of the shower get turned on. She was home. So far every time he had come home she hadn’t been in, he had no clue where she was staying but she didn’t come home during the nights and seemed to disappear during the day. A week had passed since he had last seen her and for that he was grateful. Even though nothing had really happened between himself and Kirsten he still felt guilty for the thoughts of what he wanted to do with Kirsten. Jane was so special to him and yet he was doing this to her? She had been the only one who had seemed to see anything remotely special in him and had stayed with him despite all the warnings from her family and up till now he had never let her down. Sitting down on the leather chair and tried to think of what he was going to do. The shower was turned off and she walked out of the bathroom dressed in a bath towel, her long brown hair wild and dripping around her face. Sitting down on his lap she kissed him and lightly bit his lip which was what she always did. Looking at her face he noticed a cut just above her eyebrow that was still bleeding. Raising his thumb he brushed the blood away and looked at her.

“How did that happen?”

“For some information I had to get into a bit of a fight with a werewolf. No problem, it’ll heal once I get something to eat.”

“You do look pale… when was the time you ate?”

“Yesterday morning. How about you? You’re not looking too good.” She said looking concerned. Pushing his hair away from his face she could smell something on him which she didn’t recognise… perfume. Not ordinary perfume either… it was natural no synthetics, probably a witches.

“I… a few days ago. I’ve been busy.”

“Really? Doing what?” Jane asked whilst trying to look interested. She knew he was going to lie to her and despite trying to hide it, it hurt.

“Practising for my piano recital. It’s tough to say the least. I just… it’s all very complicated.” Christian replied and looked away, sitting there with her so close was unbearable. She meant so much and yet so did Kirsten. Was it possible to love two people? No… true love only comes once and he wasn’t even sure if he believed in love! Did vampires fall in love? He knew they lusted… that was obvious but love… that was a different matter.

“I would love to know what’s going on inside that head of yours.” Jane stated and touched his forehead for effect.

“Not a lot… it’s a very boring place to be. Anyway where have you been? I’ve been sleeping alone lately. I’m not sure if I like it.” Christian tried to grin like his old self to try and stop her questioning him but he had the feeling it came out as a grimace.

“I’ve been staying with a friend. We have a plan that will blow your mind and it’s going to make us so rich and powerful you will not believe it.”

“Really? I have a genius in my lap do I?”

“Yes and you’ll see how much of a genius I really am quite soon.” Jane teased and then kissed him. Kissing her back he found himself thinking about how he had only kissed Kirsten two hours ago and how good it had felt. True this was nice but it couldn’t compare to Kirsten… she was magical.

“Can’t you just show me now?”

“No… you’re part of my plan and I need to see if it’ll work first. It should do.” Jane paused for a moment as if considering whether to carry on. “I’ve been thinking about us a lot recently and I always end up confused because I used to think I knew where I stood with you and now I’m not so sure.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Well although we never actually said it officially I always thought I was your girlfriend and I know the label isn’t important but I took it. I thought you loved me and that you had eyes for no one but me but now… I think we’re drifting apart.”

“I don ‘t think so Jane… we have been through so much together and we have saved each others lives so many times that I don’t think it’s possible for us to ever grow apart. I could never intentionally hurt you and I don’t think you could do it to me.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure.”

“You would intentionally hurt me?” Christian asked looking worried. In the position she was in she could pin him and seeing as the table next to the chair was wood he started to a feel nervous. It wouldn’t be the first time she tried to stake him…

“If you betrayed me yes. I’m positive you would stake me without a second thought if I hurt someone you loved. Christian you seem to think that I don’t know you as well as I do. I can tell how you’re feeling even before I see you, you have been a part of my life for so long now, that I’m not even sure where I end and you begin. You’re that much a part of me and I know, I’ll never mean that much to you.” She loved playing with him, he was so easy to manipulate. There were so many buttons she was dying to press so that he would be completely in her hands that she felt like a small human child in a candy store. She saw his face change as she spoke and knew that it was working.

“You know I’m not good at that and you know in my own way I do love you.”

“Are you sure about that Christian?”

“I’m very sure. I know it might not be true mad love or whatever girls seem to like these days but what I offer is just going to have to be good enough because that’s all you’ll get out of me. I’m not built to be a romantic… I never have been.” What had brought all this up with her? It was unusual for her to care so much about whether she loved him or not. Her hair continued to drip on his shirt making a small wet patch as she sat there looking so vulnerable. Of course she wasn’t vulnerable she was actually quite deadly but every now and then he liked to believe that she was just a normal girl… like Kirsten.

“I know but you do love me right?”

“Yes in my own way I do love you.”

“Would you die for me?”

“What?” Christian asked a little too quickly.

“Would you die for me.” Jane repeated. This really was the test of all tests. His answer would determine her course of action and in a way she hoped he would say no… she hadn’t had a massacre in a while… then again even if he said yes he could be lying.

“Yes.” Christian said sternly. Although his voice said yes in his eyes she could see that he was lying. What had happened to make him turn away from her? It didn’t really matter now… she had organised a blood bath and a blood bath was what she was going to have. She had always wondered what witch blood tasted like…