I woke late in the night. I looked over and there I saw him and the whole night came flooding back. The demonstration, the explosion, all those people who died and thinking that Alexzander was one of them. Then I came to Carfax Manor and saw the painting of Ilona, and he came up behind me. At that moment I felt a wave of relief wash over me. We kissed and made love, and that is how I ended up here. Staring at my love's sleeping form.
I guess he felt my eyes on him, because he opened his and stared back at me. He was looking at me with the same look he had at his first party, so many months ago. The look said that he didn't completely understand how I was there, like I was some kind of miracle.
"Stop looking at me like that."
"Like what? Like this?
He shot me a look that was startling but at the same time made my heart melt. I had to fight my wanting to kiss him.
He must have read my mind. Because for the split second I looked away he grabbed my arm and kissed me full on the mouth. When we finely bock apart to breath I said, "No, like I'm some kind of miracle you do not understand."
"You are a miracle I do not understand Mina."
"Because I look like her."
"Yes." He said somberly.
He then got up and went over to the window.
I then said," I did not mean to upset you my love. I will not talk about her again."
"It's not that Mina. And you can talk about her all you like."
"Then what is it Alexzander?"
"Nothing, love. Now lets say we go back to sleep. After all it is just 2:00 in the morning."
"All right, my love."
Even though he said it was nothing I had a felling there was something.
Dracula's POV
I saw the bruises on her arms. And I knew they were from me. How did I lose control over my strength? I never left marks on Jane, but then again I guess I never cared enough to want to lose control.
I looked over to my beloved Mina. What I felt was so strong it startled me. What was I willing to do for her? How much was I willing to burn for her?
