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Not Even Death Can Save Us Now

I figured. =)

And a baby boy! Yay.

I will reply soon. Just got a lot of stuff on my to do list for the next few days.

A Thousand Years [Heaven & SirensCall]

Thank you for understanding. =)

A Thousand Years [Heaven & SirensCall]

Sorry it took so long and that its short, but you have a reply.

A Thousand Years [Heaven & SirensCall]

Was this really Klaus? Was this really the man that so many years ago killed her and made her a vampire? Was this real? He had her by her waist, and he spoke before brushing his lips against her own. She found herself kissing back, but she pulled away. Beautiful. It was a word she heard so much, but when he said it... He meant it.

She looked at him, and gently pulled him onto the bed and she curled up beside him. Sleep wqs q luxury for her, one that she planned on enjoying for once. "Klaus." Her voice was soft. Something very few heard from her. She looked into his eyes. "Why did you save me tonight? You didn't have to, but you did."

She knew Anya and Damon were there, but she also knew Klaus been the one to put it together.He was the only one who knew she had been taken.

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Damon chuckled. "Not kill, compel." He said to her as he sat with her, and he leaned back a bit looking qt the flyer for the carnival. Memories flooded back. He remembered the last one he had been to, Caroline had become a vampire through his blood. She killed a man.

Perhaps here, things would be different.

"Sounds good to me." He told her before looking towards a window. A nice day.

A Thousand Years [Heaven & SirensCall]

Me too.

Oh my god. I spent like an hour cleaning my fiancee's stuff from the first time he was on his own... it was icky!

A Thousand Years [Heaven & SirensCall]

Cassie looked to Klaus when he asked her about the witches. She closed her eyes, and shook her head. "My sister." She whispered, "My sister made me a hunter, the spell made me loyal to her, and when she died, I suppose I was just so accustomed to it that I started protecting them. It doesn't much matter anymore, but there are other reasons. Hell, half the reason I am immune to vervsin is because I drink it constantly annd because of witches." She answered, and she looked to him. "They are the most dangerous and unpredictable of us creatures too."

When he continued to speak, she continued to look at him. "That's not necessary. You are welcome here for as long as you need and whenever you would like. Just always knock or call before hand, so I can be decent."

She got up, and took his hand. "Come, you can sleep in my bed since you so graciously allowed me to sleep in yours." She said, leading him to her bedroom.

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Damon didn't mind the jokes or the quips. The kisses though, those were intoxicating, and if he wasn't careful, he probably wouldn't be able to control his urges. He sighed, when she mentioned her job, and then turned after flipping some pancakes. "I can take care of that. Besides, it wasn't your fault. Nothing you could do to change what happened " he assured her as he plated a few pancakes with some sausage.

Damon was a jack of trades, truly he was. "Just like I need to look at your car before much longer and it gwts towed. I may know the problem. And in this town, I want to stick close. No need in anything happening to you thay I could have controlled." He said before he heard something by the door and he opened it and noticed fluers taped to to all thw doors. Some sort of carnival would be in town the next night, and he sighed.

"I must say, this place is already less tragic than Mystic Falls."

Not Even Death Can Save Us Now

Alrighty it is up and hopefully pretty now. I made a lot of grammatical errors at first.

Not Even Death Can Save Us Now

Blake looked to Bailey as everything ensued, and when Bailey said something about the photo, she sighed. All Blake needed was around her neck. Dog tags from her closest friend, her only friend really. Bailey was her sister, but the friendship she had with Zeke was one no one understood. He had been the first one she saw turn, the first one she killed, and the one whose knife she was using. She had gone cold for the most part after that, but recently she began warming up again.

When Rick said to leave the picture, Blake shook her head. They were talking, and Blake headed back, before most noticed because of the Bailey and Rick affair. She knelt down just by the back door of the shack and picked up the photo, shoving it in her pocket before she felt clammy hands grab her arm. She barely flinched as she stabbed the creature between the eyes and headed back.

She walked over to Bailey and placed the picture in her hands. "It's not gone. Just hold onto it a little better." She said, placing a kiss to the top of her sister's head. Then she turned to the others. They were going to take them in for now. "I guess this is it, we're joining you? No questions or concerns?"

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Daryl hated this. More people meant more man power, sure, but it also meant more liabilities. More mouths to feed. More a lot of stuff, and he wasn't sure he was ready for that after Woodbury.

He sighed, watching everything go down, but Blake slipped away, and he followed her, but at andistance. He watched her effortlessly take out a walker. Perhaps they did know what thwy were Doing. He headed back before she noticed him and when Blake spoke, he looked to her.

"We have plenty of them. Obviously, if you two have stayed alive this long alone, you two have something worth gaining." He said before the introductions went around, and Daryl looked to them. "So, which way were you going?"

"Heading west, perhaps north later." She said.

Daryl nodded. "Rick, what now?"

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Not Even Death Can Save Us Now

Okies. =)