It's been years since they've seen each other, years since she's smiled in that bright and innocent way and years since his eyes have sparked in that playfully happy way. The world has broken them, torn them apart for nothing other than twisted amusement. They hide behind smiles that are the ghosts of what they once were, they disguise the shards of their soul and pretend to be while and happy. But one broken soul always recognizes another, no matter the disguise and that's how it is with them.
He's different, she's different. Everything's changed, he's changed, and yet somehow seeing him, she feels as though she's found the one person who can truly understand her. He's a hunter, bent on ridding the world of monsters like her, but somehow she can't believe that he'd hurt her. There's an emptiness in his eyes, a haunted look that wasn't there before, but sometimes she'll catch a glimpse of that spark in them that she used to love so much.
He's been to hell and back, she's been to the Other Side at least twice now. She understands what it's like to die, she knows what it is to mourn. She's a vampire, a bloodsucking monster of the night, yet somehow he can't bring himself to care. Sometimes he can still see that innocence that drew him to her in the first place, sometimes she smiles and he remembers the girl he loved.
They're both broken, shattered into a million pieces and clumsily put back together again. The spark has faded from his eyes, the innocence has been stripped away from her smile. Two broken and tarnished souls, but when they're together somehow they feel less broken, less damaged. And in a world that's falling apart around them, that's what really matters.