Fletchers POV

I yawned loudly, and turned to see my girlfriend…. well fiancée, sleeping soundly next to me. A grin spread over my face, she looked so peaceful when she was sleeping, all her barriers were down, and her bad assness went away. Don't get me wrong, find the fact that she could beet me up seriously hot, but it was nice to see that she was vulnerable sometimes.

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP! The alarm clock screamed at us. Valkyrie jumped and sent dagger sharp shadows through it, with a flick of her hand, and the clock went silent. So much for vulnerable. She stretched and turned to see me staring at her.

"See something you like?" she asked, in a sleepy voice. I laughed softly and leaned closer to her.

"Not really." I said jokingly, she punched my arm but laugh.

I lent closer and her lips met mine. She sighed and rapped her arms around my neck, while mine moved to her waist pulling her close to me.

She pulled away, both of us breathing heavily.

She stared up at me and giggled.

"What?" I asked, she was definitely not the giggling type.

"Nice hair." she said and burst into hysterics.

"What's wrong with it?" I asked jumping out of bed and rushed over to the mirror.

After she calmed down, I went to fix my hair to its original awesomeness. I teleported Valkyrie back to her folks house, and went for a walk, but my path was blocked by a very unhappy vampire.

"Caelon." I said to him, and he just glared at me.