I'm not sure where this came from, just something short and sweet. Enjoy :)
Aidan lost count of how many times he came home to find the walls of the house shaking, the lights flickering. It had become such a regular occurrence that it no longer startled him, or as startled as a vampire could be.
Most of the time he didn't have to look far to find her. She was usually curled up on a window ledge, watching the world move on without her. Danny took away her life and she had every right to be angry about it. He was furious. But he hated seeing her like that, hated that he couldn't do anything for her. He would give anything just to be able to wrap her in his arms and tell her it would all be okay.
When he walked in the house after his shift that night the first thing he noticed was the flickering of the lights. But accompanying that he heard something he was not expecting. The sound of strangled sobs were coming from somewhere farther inside. As he shut the front door and glanced around the corner he saw her sitting hunched over on one of the stairs leading to the second floor. She didn't notice his presence at first and he didn't say anything. For a brief second he just stood there and watched her cry. She's even beautiful when she cries he mused, but quickly wiped the thought from his mind and moved towards her. He settled on the stair next to her and let her talk, let her spill out everything that built up inside for who knows how long.
Even though he couldn't provide any physical comfort for her, he would stay there right next to her all night if he had to. And there was no other place in the world he would rather be.