I don't own young Dracula or any of its characters etc. etc. fanfic inspired by watching the show.

Right, I don't know all the technical ins and outs of the show, I know that vampires suck blood etc. but I'm not entirely sure about who's winning what war and who's friends with who… so I've decided to write as if Bertrand was never killed, and everyone just sort of gets on-ish. I couldn't be bothered with the whole detailed vampire thing, so they can walk in sunlight. I know this might take some reality out of it, but it's not supposed to be a follow on from or be based on the other episodes. Imagine the series was a bit different, such as they can walk in sunlight and everything's fine at the moment, Bertrand's not dead etc. Other than that pretty much the same. Not much mention of the other characters until later on. First chapter, they meet the fall in love, they have relations. So yes some of the details about the young Dracula clan family life might be incorrect but. I tried! Try and enjoy this is my first one ever: D there is some drama later on and the rest of the characters become somewhat involved.

Chapter One

Bertrand had never really bothered with women, especially since he had been bitten. His one and only goal had always been to find the chosen one. Well, now he had found him and the main business had been dealt with, the book was opened, they killed the bad guy and now they were left with not much to do but right reports and make sure trouble stayed at bay. He often found himself getting bored since all he had to do was read; he wasn't a big fan of technology. He started going to the library to try and find some more books since had read all of his own cover to cover. Vlad wasn't around much since there wasn't really anything left to train him for.

Bertrand however had another reason for going to the library, he was in denial about it with himself, but someone had caught his eye. She was 22 years old but could pass for 24. She had long wavy blonde multi tonal natural hair, medium blue eyes and was around 5'8 in height. She always seemed to be smiling. He loved her clothes; she always had a different scarf on and wearing a different partnered dress. She just seemed to stand out to him; she was very well spoken and was a pleasure to be around. She was roughly a size 14 with a small waist and curvy hips, roughly size D breasts.

He had first seen her a few weeks ago when he was in the cook book section, he had no idea what he was doing there, he had just gotten so bored of looking he just started to wander around. He looked up and saw her checking some books out, some books about photography and science. He didn't think anything of it, but then when he started to see her again and again, he couldn't help but find her attractive.

It was a Wednesday, the weather was ok, bit cloudy, but ok. He walked across to the library again, he was thinking of moving out for a bit and getting his own flat, DO something with this eternal life he had been given. He couldn't help but half hope she was in there, in fact he passed her just as he went in. without thinking, he automatically turned round and said, 'Hey'. She turned and looked at him, 'Oh hi', and she smiled at him. When he looked dumb struck she giggled and turned to walk away. What the hell had come over him? It's just a pretty girl she's nothing special, just a girl.

Over the next few weeks they had started to steal glances at each other, she had waved at him a couple of times and he had smirked back. He felt like a school child, too shy to go and say hello. He just kept telling himself there was no point and carried on flicking through whatever book he was reading.

One day, he could see her coming towards him, but pretended he hadn't noticed. She knelt down next to the table resting her elbows on it. He had to look at her now, so close to him. He wasn't sure what to do, 'Your books upside down', he looked at her confused. She flicked the book he was holding; he could have died with embarrassment. Before he had a chance to respond, she said 'Do you know where the 'Oak Tree Pub is?' he tried to clear his jumbled up thoughts that were going through his head, she had just asked him a question, now answer it. He cleared his throat, 'Yes, I was there last week' she smiled ' I know I saw you, was just wondering if it was you, do you want to go there tonight?' his stomach dropped, his heart would have beat faster if he had a pulse. 'Err...' she started again 'Well I'm going at half 7 tonight, so if you want to go to... I'll be there at that time.' He nodded; she smiled and left the library with two friends. He sat there feeling stupid, why hadn't he said more, why had this one girl been able to make his mouth dry up like a bloody cracker.

He decided to go to the pub, he's not shy, a girl asked him to go to the pub, so he was going, he needed to get out, why shouldn't he do something he doesn't usually do. He pulled on some clothes. He stopped. He looked down at himself since he couldn't use the mirror. What does it matter what I'm wearing? I'm just going to the pub to meet someone I don't even know the name of.

He arrived at the pub at 7:40, it was a beautiful summers evening, he didn't want to seem too eager to be there the same time she was, even though really deep down he wanted to more than anything. He found her in the beer garden sitting with …. Just her? I thought she was here with friends… he thought to himself. She saw him and smiled; he walked over and sat opposite her at the wooden beer garden bench. 'My friends couldn't make it, glad you showed up I would have been here on my own!' He smiled but said nothing, why couldn't he think of anything to say... 'So, what's your name?' she asked him leaning forward, her voice was girly but not squeaky, it was quite deep, well spoken, very … London-ish. He realised he hadn't answered her yet, 'Bertrand' he finally said, 'are you ok? You seem a bit distant' He must have looked like an idiot. He summoned some confidence to try and appear normal. 'Yeah fine, sorry I'm tired, what's your name?' 'Zoe, I'm friends with Ingrid?' ... Ingrid? Oh this had to be bad, why would a friend of Ingrid's be interested in him, was this a set up? Hang on... Ingrid doesn't have friends? He shook off his confusion when she said, 'well actually were not proper friends, we just know each other' he exhaled unnecessarily and smiled. Wait... if she knew Ingrid... did she know she was a vampire? In all this blunder he had forgotten the tiny detail that she was a human and he was a vampire.

The pair had a nice time hearing the live band and had a few drinks, he offered to walk her back to her car, and it was only 10pm and was still a bit light since it was the middle of summer. To his surprise she linked his arm and looked up at him and smiled. He knew where this was going. 'What's wrong?' he sighed and turned to her. Just then some people walked past, 'shall we go to my car, and it's a bit more...' ,'ok' he said without even thinking, she smiled and led him to a small scuffed red car, it suited her personality, cute and quirky. They got in, Bertrand suddenly remembered why they were there, he needed to tell her. 'What do you know about Ingrid?' she looked surprised. 'Why?' he went to speak but then she cut him off. 'Only that she and her family are vampires' he stopped, 'ah, then' she cut him off again 'you are too right?' he looked at her, why would she want anything to do with him if she thought he was a vampire? Then a thought crossed his mind that lifted his stomach a bit 'are you..?' she looked at him, 'am I a vampire?, No' his heart dropped. 'But I'm not your average person, I am not human'. He started to feel confused, worried, and for some reason a bit heartbroken, what on earth as she. 'I'm a spirit' he looked at her as if she said she was an alien. And then just to top it off she said 'well I suppose you could call my species alien' of course, he thought to himself, the one girl I stand a chance with is an alien. 'I know Ingrid because she found out my sister Mary is one, and then when Mary wouldn't answer her questions she came to talk to me, she wasn't any trouble she was just fascinated and didn't believe it' he smirked, 'yeah she can be like that' there was a short silence, they both had thoughts spinning through their heads. 'So, what are you?' he asked. 'Oh yes sorry suppose I should explain, we aren't from a distant planet and we don't look any different, we are just born with different abilities, that's all really... we have different species groups, we are the only group that lives on land like normal people' he thought about this and nodded 'for example I can have visions, but I'm a bad at that, I can't read minds but my sister can, and I can hold my breath for a very long time, I also have eternal youth.' This lifted his own spirits right up, 'so you have eternal life?' he asked, wondering if had found his soul mate in the library 'yes, you do to right?' He nodded' yes'

Over the next few months they started a relationship, they went on a few secret dates and he finally bought that flat he had been after, it was nearby and only something small, but big enough for two or three people. He bought himself a phone so they could keep in touch. Nothing sexual had happened yet but they had shared a few snogs in the car and behind the pub. Bertrand sat back thinking about how much his life had changed, and because Zoe didn't have human blood, he didn't have any compulsion at all to bite her. Her blood was opal colours inside her body, but changed red if it left the body, such as having a cut or scrape, this was good for camouflaging the fact she was different.

That night they were going to the pub again, they did this often, they enjoyed talking about when they had first met and laughing at how dumbstruck Bertrand always was. She leant across the table and kissed him. He tucked her hair behind her ear and kissed her back. She smiled and got up, she took his hand and led him back to the car, 'want to come back to mine?' He froze, what did this mean, were they going to eat? Or... sleep? 'Yeah sure' he replied, why would he feel uncomfortable? She was his girlfriend and they trusted each other.

They got in and took their shoes off, she took him into the front room to a red couch infront of a TV, there was a battered looking rug on the floor and a few empty mugs on the wooden table. She went to get them some wine, when she came back she handed him his glass and put the bottle down on the table with the mugs. She sat down next to him on the sofa and took a big gulp of wine, just then he leant in and kissed her, she put her glass down on the table and started to pull his jacket off. so is So is this happening? he thought to himself. She squeezed his shoulders and he gripped her thigh, she gasped and stopped, 'are you ok?' he asked 'Yes fine' she smiled back 'are you sure?' he wanted to make sure he wasnt pushing her, 'yes honest' she nodded, he carried on and began to lie her back on the sofa, but then she stopped him to kick off her heels. Then she got up and pulled him into her bedroom. There were a few clothes on the floor and he barely had time to examine the decor before she was in his arms again. She sat on the bed and unzipped her dress whilst he pulled off his shirt. He sat on the bed next to her and she almost moaned out loud looking at his body, she pressed her hand against his chest as he kissed her neck. She could feel herself aching to get on with it, as could he. She looked down and saw he was defiantly ready to get his trousers off… she wiggled out of her thick black tights as he moved in closer still kissing her neck and shoulder. She was on her back, she felt him press his body into her, pining her to the bed. She felt him grow hard as he pressed against her leg, as they were still kissing he worked to pull his trousers down until they were half way down his legs. He stopped kissing her and stroked her hair whilst she nibbled his lip. All he could think of was that she just smelt very clean like soap, weird thing to think about. She looked at him feeling nervous, so did he, she pulled his hand down so it brushed between her legs. 'are you sure?' he asked 'yes' she breathed, He shifted down the bed until he was face to face with her lady area, he kissed the green lacy underwear she had on and she giggled playing with his hair. He pulled down her knickers and got really snug, with one elbow outside of each thigh, she felt his breath and his nose grazing her clit and she moaned. He started to playfully tease her with his tongue, she grabbed his hair and chocked out a moan. He looked up at her and grinned, she pushed on his head as he started to really go for it, and he nuzzled in between her legs even closer so he could get a better angle. He kept going until she was damp with sweat, he stopped and she managed to catch her breath. He traced his fingers over her abdomen before inserting two fingers deep inside her and hooking them up fast. She managed to get out a cry with surprise and rose up on her elbows. She felt herself starting to cum, he stopped and shifted back up the bed and kissed her passionately, she pushed her tongue into his mouth, she was begging in her head for him to just do it… her wish was his command as she felt him push himself in, he filled up every nook and cranny and she tugged his body closer to hers. He started to thrust into her, breathing deeply biting his tongue. With each stroke she was building up more and more, as was he. He started to moan with each thrust, holding her head kissing her neck; he pulled back and looked into her eyes as she looked into his. They maintained eye contact nose to nose stealing kisses as she wrapped her legs around his waist pushing him in deeper. She moaned deeply before managing to choke out, 'I love you', just as she came, gripping at him clawing at his back gasping for air, 'I love you', he managed to reply before he reached his own climax seconds later.

They both stopped, bodies collapsing into each other, the room spinning, gasping for breath, bodies hot and damp with sweat. Then everything fell calm, he raised his head stilllying on top of her, hekissed her, she smiled still catching her breath. He pulled out reluctantly; he wanted to stay that way forever. They lay next to each other and went to sleep. Just before they went to sleep, they both realised that they appear to have declared their love for one another… she rested her head on his chest and they went to sleep.

He woke in the morning to the sound of birds; the perfect morning after... he turned to find she was still sleeping next to him, he smiled and looked around the room. He smirked as he saw a durex packet on her set of draws… Just then it hit him, they hadn't used any contraception.