Hi :D So this is my first fanfiction of morganville vampire, I love the character Amelie so I choose to write about her and Sam (yes I choose a simple thing but it's my first in this category so...)

And this is for Amelie-Rocks birthday :D I hope you will like it ^^

Thank you a lot inkfire for being my beta and you would never know how hard it is for her xD

Review would be welcome :) (morganville isn't mine -_-)

The first time I met her, it was for a courtesy call after my wife's death in February. I remember praying that she had changed her mind and would never come. I was feeling down that day, I was so young, only twenty-one with a baby and a dead wife. I hadn't even finished university, and I lived in the house of my recently deceased parents. Nothing could have been worse.

Then she stepped into my life. The first time I met the founder, I thought that she would be an old woman, not really fun, but I was so wrong. I literally melted under her gaze. We were standing in the living room, I offered her a drink, but she refused and I wouldn't offer her my blood, not at that time. She was looking very nice, with her long blond hair swept up, wearing a pale dress and high heels, it would have been better if she had left her bodyguard outside.

I didn't know what to do with the baby, he was only a few weeks old, so sometimes she came to help me. I thought that she wanted a child, but as she was a vampire she would never have one, that was the way I explained her kindness with Steven, and her many visits. I have to say that I enjoyed every single one of them, but not exactly because of Steven. At the beginning, I was left so desperate by Melinda's death, and she was able to make me forget the pain, if only for a short while. After maybe six months I was dreaming of Amelie practically every night, even though my heart hadn't completely healed. But I couldn't say no, I don't love her. I always thought that she was the girl I would never have.

She made a practice of coming every night, she loved taking care of Steven, and as for me, I adored seeing her, I was sure that she could feel my gaze on her body but that never stopped me from watching her. For a short while I'd thought that she was only interested in my blood, but a part of me knew that it wasn't just bloodlust, there was something more to it…maybe.

And then, one hot night of August, we washed Steven together. It wasn't very easy, water was splashing everywhere, and I could have thrown myself at her, just seeing her like that was making me feel… And eventually she put him to bed. I stared at her, her clothes were wet and clinging to her body, part of her hair had fallen out of her bun. I don't know why, but I reached out to tuck a loose strand behind her ear. I felt her freeze under my hands, this simple touch sent shivers running through my whole body, maybe I'd lost my mind, but she looked like she had as well, so I leaned down and kissed her. The feel of my lips on hers was too overwhelming, I wrapped my arms around her. I wanted to feel her against me, smell her perfume, touch her skin. She responded tenderly to the kiss, I thought I might be in heaven, if I had died right then it would have been as the happiest man on earth. I was about to slip my hands under her blouse when I remembered Steven, who just happened to start crying. Amelie stepped back to take him in her arms. I just left the room.

I could have stayed, but I preferred staying away from Steven at the moment. Plus I was about to find out whether she wanted it too, or whether I'd made the biggest mistake of my life. I waited for her in the living room, my heart had never beaten so fast before. I didn't really know, then, whether it was love or just desire, but there was only one thing I wanted: her.

She finally came back, I leaped to my feet. She wanted to leave, I could read it in her eyes. She was about to open the door when I seized her hand. She turned towards me, and I thought about everything she could do – drink my blood, kill me, scream, leave and never come back…

I would never have thought that she would kiss me, and turn away. I didn't even have time to blink, she was already gone.

I dreamed about her that night, I dreamed that she hadn't left, that she had stayed with me, kissing me, hugging me, but then it all turned wrong and she began to laugh, she laughed too much, she laughed at me, screaming at me, asking me how I could be so stupid.

I woke up drenched in sweat, I could have sworn that there had been someone there, just a minute ago. But it was all in my head, like the rest. She didn't come back the day after. I waited for her a whole week long, she didn't come back. Maybe I should have tried to forget her, but it was too late, I knew, deep down, that I already loved her.

I decided to go to her house. I didn't know where she lived, but I did some research to locate the original house and after five days I found it. I went there the following night. I knocked rapidly at the door, twice, I was alone in the street and in Morganville this was a very, very bad idea.

Before I could knock a third time, she opened the door, grabbed me by the arm and pulled me inside.

"What are you doing outside? You know how dangerous it is!"

"I wanted to see you."

She started turning away, so I stepped closer, the front of my body pressing against her back, and whispered in her ear.

"If you didn't want it, you only had to tell me… But I know you liked it… Besides, you kissed me before you left, you took the first step."

She leaned closer to my body, I hugged her tighter.

"Speak to me Amelie, just talk to me."

"You are so young…"

"So are you…"

"You have a kid…"

"You take better care of him than I do…"

"I want your blood…"

"If you want it, take it, I'll deal with it if it's the only way to have you by my side."

"Do you mean…"

"Yes, I mean it Amelie…"

Then she turned around in my arms, I just hugged her… I was alone, and so was she… we had found each other. But this time I waited for her to kiss me.

To be continued :P

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