I'm Home
I'll be the first to say that I live a dangerous life. I'm a hit-man, bounty hunter, and a vampire to boot. Yeah. You could say that "safe" hasn't really been an option for me for a while. So when I met Catharine Crawfield….let's just say things could only get more interesting. After I had talked to her, figured out what she knew, I ended up training her. Helping her learn how to go after even faster vamps that would likely figure out who she was, became my new mission. In a way it was nice. Soon, we fell in love, and went through many dangerous escapades. We each lost friends, felt loss, and were betrayed.
Cat thinks that the most pain I've ever felt was when I had to fake my own death. She is close, but not right. When I came home to our cave, and found her gone, with only a note telling me that she had left, I had felt such an acute pang of fear and agony that I couldn't move. Charles had tried to talk to me. I'd be unreasonable. And when he finally found where Cat was, I had made up my mind: I wasn't going to lose her again.
When I found her at her friend Denise's wedding (ironically I'd been invited because the groom, Randy, was my friend) she'd been terrified. Not of me, but of what could happen to me. She had fled from the life we'd just learned to share, in order to keep me safe. I forgave her. In a twisted way, she was doing what she thought was right. It was just so typical of Cat.
Now, as we had finally settled back down into the cave where we had first met, I couldn't help but feel a smug smile creep up my lips. I'd just come back from a job(I'm a bounty hunter for vampires) and I was soaked in the blood of my target. Pushing the massive boulder that hid the entrance to our home aside, I loped inside.
"Hi honey, I'm home!" I called teasingly. My wife, Catharine Crawfield Russell. But to me, she was Kitten.
She was sitting on the ground, sharpening a silver knife with a deadly looking blade.
"And what sort of time do you call this?" She was up and in my arms in seconds. As I felt her lips land on mine, I heard her giggle.
It was good to be home.