OK, so I was watching 4X07 and I am furious at the ending, but it got me thinking, when the hell did Bertrand start to get along with Erin? So, here's a little story about friendship and looking past differences. Enjoy xxx
Preface
Bertrand couldn't watch as Vlad bit Erin, too many nightmarish memories all flooded to the forefront of his mind. The pain and confusion of waking in somewhere familiar yet new. He waited, keeping his distance from the Chosen One as the minutes to dawn ticked away. Worry for the young ex slayer, wondering if she was strong enough to make it through this? To become one of them. Or to forgive Vlad. The last one he really doubted given her final request had been ignored.
He'd be lying if he said the girl hadn't grown on him since she'd saved his unlife. It had been quick but she had done it. Honestly being tackled to the floor with her landing ontop of him hadn't been his most proud moment until he heard the clatter of a stake smashing into pieces as it hit the concrete wall rather than it's target. He'd even let her help him up without flinching or pulling a face at the contact.
He suposed he was lucky that she'd been dropping lunch off for the street vamps at the moment Malik decided to try and slay him. Since then he'd managed to have an extra set of eyes in the classroom at all times. Mainly Erin or Ingrid, Wolfie talked too much and was too young and the Count often had to 'deal' with Miss McAuley.
Hearing her wake before he saw her he rushed to catch her as she scrambled to her feet.
"It's OK, you're safe." He reasured her.
"Open the curtains."
"Not now, you need to rest," he tried reasoning.
"Vlad, fetch me a mirror."
"I can't."
"Why not?"
"You know why." There was a pause as she took in the meaning of his words.
"I will never forgive you."