-1A/N. Shadow Of A Good Girl asked me to write a romantic one. I got bored. 'Ere it is.

The young boy gasped as he watched Elizabeth pull a long wooden stake from her bosom. He pulled back into the shadows and peered carefully around the corner.

"I'm new to this." Elizabeth mentioned to the fanged man before her. "So excuse me if I'm not quite as efficient as I could be. This might hurt."

She jumped forward and slammed the stake into the Vampire's chest… Just above his heart. Her victim smirked in victory.

"Oops." Lizzie chuckled, biting her lip. "Oh well, I can work with this."

With that, she slammed the stake down, dragging it right through her preys heart. He exploded into a cloud of dust, settling on the ground.

"What the bloody hell?" William muttered from his hidden position.

Elizabeth whipped around. "Who's there? Is it another vampire? Because I'm just getting started!"

William moved forward, hands in the air, palms facing her, in the universal signal for 'I'm weak, I'm a coward, don't hurt me.'

"Its just me, Elizabeth." He called, and chided himself silently as his voice quivered in fear.

"William?" She gasped, and ran forward. "What did you see?"

The boy shook his head in wonder.

"Uh… You fighting, damn well might I add, then an ugly bugger explode."

Elizabeth groaned. "Would you believe… optical illusion?"

…

William trotted behind Elizabeth for weeks after that, watching her fight. She moved with grace and speed equal to only the beasts she fought. … No, she was more graceful, quick, strong, clever than all of them. She'd never be beaten, he was sure of it. She warned him every night though.

"Tonight," She would say as he met her outside her house, "Could be the night I die. Can you handle that?"

"No." He'd always reply, smirking. "Better not die then."

"Tonight could be the night you die too. Are you sure you want to come?" She'd reply without failure.

And without failure, he'd always think 'I want to come alright. Heh.' But reply. "Sure thing, Lizzie."

Then their conversation would turn less ritual, and they'd begin to enjoy themselves. When William once asked why she always asked him the same questions, she laughed and replied.

"Its like a disclaimer."

To which I have to break the fourth wall for a moment and wonder whether they had disclaimers in the 1800s.

This night, he broke the pattern.

"Tonight could be the night I die." She whispered, quietly locking the door behind her. "Can you handle that."

"No," He replied, as usual, and slipped his hand into hers. "Better not die then, pet."

She looked down their arms to where he'd linked them, and made no move to pull away. He raised her hand to his full lips, and kissed it gently.

She blushed.

"Tonight could be the night you die, too. Are you sure--"

"Yes."

"Alright then."

He let go of her hand, and moved closer to wrap an arm around her waist. She slipped her arm round his as well, and they began to walk to the cemetery.

The night passed strangely pleasantly. Vampire slaying aside, the majority of the calm night was spent stealing kisses behind the mausoleums, and talking in unnecessarily hushed voices.

After one particularly heated kissing session, William wrapped his arms tightly around Elizabeth.

"I love you. I've loved you since the moment I saw you." He confessed, as he stared into her eyes.

She bit her lip, then broke into a wide grin.

"I love you too, Will."

He let her go, and dropped to his knee, fishing around in his coat pocket, finally pulling out a small box.

"And I was hoping you'd do a poor bugger like me your hand. In marriage, not in one of yer violent slaying things."

She slammed her hands to her mouth, as she burst into happy tears.

"I don't know what to say!" She squealed.

"Say yes."

"Oh Will, of course it's yes!"

He slid the ring on her (slightly damp) finger, and pulled her into a new heated kiss.

"How touching." Came a slightly lisped voice behind them. They broke apart and spun round to see the fledgling vampire already upon them. The beast grabbed William's arm, and pulled his neck to the side, biting down and wasting no time. Within seconds, he dropped the dying body of Elizabeth's fiancé to the ground, and came after the slayer.

"You undead BASTARD!" She yelled, jumping forward, and slamming him to the ground, raining punches on his like comets. "You killed him! You god damned, evil, disgusting THING!"

When the vampire was a mangled mess, she heaved him up by the collar.

"Do him." She growled, tears tracking down her face.

"Wha-- What?" The vampire stammered.

"You know! Make him! Like you!"

The Vampire stumbled over to the body, and looked warily at the Slayer, who had a stake aimed directly at his heart. Raising his wrist to his mouth, the poor vampire bit down, and gave the blood to William.

The breath caught in Elizabeth's throat as she saw that her beloved wasn't moving to drink, but as the drops fell into his throat, William stirred, and grabbed onto the wrist above him, and sucked greedily. After the long moment, the vampire pulled away.

"That's enough." He gasped. "He'll rise tomorrow."

Elizabeth nodded and slammed the stake down into the creatures back, kneeling down just as William died.

…

The next day could've been a year. Elizabeth never moved from his side, as he lay in her bed, and Dawn moved in and out of the room, repeatedly assuring their sickly mother that Elizabeth had a bad cold, and shouldn't be visited by someone already unwell.

When the sun set, and the moon formed a large orb in the sky, Elizabeth grew anxious, as the hours passed, and still William showed no sign of stirring. Had the Fledgling given him enough? She didn't know.

"Lizzie…?" Came a weak voice from the bed. She gasped as the , until recently, dead body stirred next to her.

"Will." She breathed, running a hand down his animated face. He reached his up to touch it, and kissed her finger tips gently. "Here." She said, offering him a tall glass filled with thick blood.

He drank it down hungrily, then pulled back and stared at the cup, and to her arm, where he noticed a small bandage.

"Oh, love." He groaned. "You needn't've."

"But I did." She replied, and leant in to kiss him.

Edit: Um… I just realised that the chapter before, I said Elizabeth had a child. And now Williams a vampire. Oops. But there are ways of getting around that. Suggest some, and maybe I'll write it.

Peace out.