{Title} Human in my View
{Summary} Jessica doesn't realize just how powerful her writing really is. Fala begins to suffer for it.
{Notes} I thought I'd try this idea out. I hope you all enjoy this.
Flames aren't nice. Nobody proves anything by giving them.
Have fun. =D This is pro-Aubrey/Jessica. It might not be towards the end and so far it's looking that way. Can't tell you. It's a 'prise. I'll keep you updated! Promise. On with the fic.


The rain trickled lightly against Aubrey's skin as he lay under the night sky. His inhuman black eyes flickered as they skimmed his comfortable surroundings. The graveyard was gratifying as silence enveloped every bit of it and the vampire lay in the arms of the angel atop a gravestone. Somber eyes mourned the many deaths that rested in the dreadful place, arms outstretched. One of the vampire's legs hung idly over the edge of the statuesque arm. One of his arms was draped lazily over his stomach as his other supported his head against the rock hard neck of the angel. It was perfect in size and allowed his sturdy body to rest there as if the spot was made for his comfort. Jet black locks of hair fell plastered to his forehead with rain , giving his eyes an even more mysterious compliment than normal. A wistful smile caught his features as he played indolently with the zipper of his black jacket, fingering the silver metallic material lightly. It was funny how things worked, really. It was funny how a simple human could catch his eye like she did. Oh, but no. Jessica was not just a simple human as he established. Especially not after her turning. She had a vampiric background and she had every reason to be the way she was. Herself and nobody else. That was who his love was. Jessica Allodola.

A sly smile crossed his lips. He felt her presence near. He slid over perceptively making room for her to join him. It wouldn't surprise her that he was here. It never did. She appeared beside him in an instant, yawning. She stretched her arms. Though Aubrey never made eye contact with her, he could see she was ready for sleep. It was slowly nearing dawn and he sensed the warmth from her latest kill. The feeling increased as she leant her head lazily on his shoulder. The warmth from her body was soothing in the rain. Though neither bothered him, her presence was simply nice.

"Are you tired? Or just that dreadfully happy to see me?" he joked, his gaze shifting toward her. He felt her tilt her chin up, her gaze meeting his.

"Har." she retorted, kissing him lightly on the lips. He returned the kiss willingly as a chuckle made it's way to his lips from deep in his throat. He caught a smile crossing her features. "Aubrey…you know you truly are an idiot?"

"Told you." he retorted casually. "You aren't much better, dearest." he said, the last word with a sarcastic venom. Seeming oddly satisfied with the answer, she rested her tense muscles again, her gaze no longer holding his as it had before.

"This is nice…" she added contently moments later. "You're quite the comfy vampire."

Aubrey smiled and turned his attention silently back to the night sky, nearly disgusted with the fact it would be daylight soon and it would all disappear. The silence between the two was more than comfortable as Jessica's weight became heavier on Aubrey's shoulder. Finally, his gaze shifted to her once more. A small smile crossed his lips at the sight of her sleeping form.
"You really weren't kidding when you said you were comfortable where you?" he whispered, voice silken through the air. Carefully, he slipped his arms around her waist and shifted into a kneeling position. He brought the two of them from the graveyard and back to their home in New Mayhem.

He laid her gently atop the bed and planted a light kiss on her forehead before withdrawing and slipping quietly out the door and to his own room. He whipped around only to become face-to-face with Fala. The younger vampire was slightly surprised at first but that emotion quickly passed. "And you're here because…?"

Fala tilted her head up slightly, her poise proud as she folded her arms across her chest. "When are you going to give it up, Aubrey?" Aubrey shook his head. A sigh of annoyance escaped his lips. Oh, if he could count the times she had done this. She had often come to him, part of the reason he liked to stay away from Las Noches lately. The graveyard had given him a satisfactory replacement. What was even better was the prey that walked through. They were well worth torturing, their souls already mourned the deaths of their loved ones. A smirk tugged at his lips but failed to show as he noticed Fala was still standing there, chiding him for hanging more around Jessica lately than her, Jager, or the others. "Well," he began, shoving her out of the way before crossing into the living room and falling back lazily onto the couch. "You could try shedding this sudden jealousy of yours."

"Jealousy, Aubrey? Is that what you think this is?" she interrupted. "Your obsession with this new fledgling of yours is getting to be too much. Look what she's doing to you."

"I do not believe the two of us are harming you in any way." Aubrey said passively, his dark eyes slipping shut. "And ultimately, I see not why you care." he continued, voice plainly uninterested.

With a growl Fala disappeared, her voice brushing across Aubrey's mind. "You'll be sorry, Aubrey. And when you are don't come crawling back to us. Because, remember. She exposed your weak points too."

Aubrey would have rolled his eyes, had they been open. He'd finally learned to look past his exposure to the public. Jessica loved writing. He didn't fully approve but he certainly couldn't stop her. This was getting too ridiculous. He could understand how Fala was angry with Jessica but for crying out loud…he couldn't be bothered with half of the things that came between the two. It wasn't his problem. Sleep engulfed the powerful vampire quickly, right there on the couch, careless as to what the next day may bring to him.