Coffee with Spencer was… painful to say the least.

It was fun.

I love talking and spending time with her

But it hurt.

We sat in the sun. She insisted.

We sat in the sun for like three hours.

"So how old are you?"

"Umm… twenty two."

"Really, because you look like you are sixteen!"

"What about you, you look a little too young to be a fully qualified doctor."

"Yeah I skipped a few grades and stuff. I'm actually twenty three."

"Ahh, well I would have said that you were like eighteen."

"Yeah, I get that a lot." She screwed up her face. "What's that smell?" I felt a burning pain in my shoulder. I looked down and jumped up.

"Shit!" I said more to myself than anyone else.

"What's wrong?"

My fucking arm is burning because you insisted we sat out here, that's what's fucking wrong!

"Umm… I just realised that I'm late for some appointment."

"Oh right." She sounded slightly disappointed.

"Well I guess I'll see you next week then."

"Yeah I guess. Hey," she said as I was walking away. I really need to get out of this sun!

"Yeah?"

"I really enjoyed this."

I smiled. "Yeah, so did I."

"Maybe we could do it again next week?" she asked nervously

"Yeah, I don't think that would be too terrible." I laughed before it put my sunglasses on and walked away.

What the hell has happened to me around her! I only spent like three and a half hours with her and already my brain has turned to mush. Maybe it's just the sun.

Yeah I'll blame it on the sun.

That seems to be the most logical explanation.

Damn!

**

I walked nervously down the corridor towards the blood bank.

This last week, a particular blond has haunted my dreams, taunting me every night.

I don't know why she is having this effect on me but all I can say is that it is weird and I don't know.

How I feel about her, some how it feels…

Right.

If I was like three hundred and six years younger, I would say I have a crush on her.

But that's just stupid!

She's… well she is a girl.

And I am three hundred and twenty two!

If I was into girls, I would have figured that one out by now… wouldn't I?

Maybe that's why I didn't feel anything with those guys.

Maybe that's why, all those years ago, when that woman was pressed up against me, I felt so safe.

I shook my head to clear my thoughts as I approached the door.

I knocked.

"Yeah? Who is it?"

"It's Ash… umm… Ashley…umm… Davies." The door flung open.

"Oh, Bond! Come on in!" she smiled and looked like an angel.

That's stupid; I don't even know what an angel looks like!

"Hey. How have you been?"

"Oh umm… you know. Ok."

"Good."

"What about you?" she looked a little flustered.

"I have been alright. Yeah… um did I come at a bad time?"

"No! God no! I was just tidying up a little bit."

I looked around at the immaculately clean and tidy room we were stood in.

I looked back at her and could see that she was mentally hitting herself.

I laughed at her and said, "You want to go and get that coffee?"

"Yeah sure. What about your blood?"

"Oh umm… I'll get it when I come back."

"Ok." She smiled really widely.

**

Life was basically like that until we became best friends. Bob had had to stay where ever he had gone to and Spencer got offered a permanent job at the blood bank.

**

My cell phone vibrated in my pocket.

"Umm… Ash, I need you." I sat, bolt upright in my chair. It was 11:37pm and Spencer sounded really scared, music was blaring in the background and there were what sounded like drunken people shouting in the background.

"Spencer, what's wrong?" I asked firmly. Over the space of about eight months, I had somehow developed really strong feelings for her.

I didn't act on them, because I really wasn't sure what they were.

"I'm in some really shady night club and the group of friends I had come here with have got drunk and pissed off." Anger and fear was dripping from her voice.

"Ok. Where... Spencer!" it sounder like someone was trying to flirt with her. "SPENCER!"

"Sorry, its ok I told them to piss off. Don't go getting all protective again!"

So I got a little over protective over her one time and ended up breaking some guys nose, Kill me!

"Spence, just tell me where you are and I will come and get you."

"I'm umm… at that place that's called umm…"

"Spencer, stop stalling and tell me where the hell you are! I won't judge you!"

"Ok! I'm at Schmacks." She said quietly.

"Schmacks, as in the gay bar on the front?"

"Yeah, I mean, it wasn't even my idea to come here and then my stupid friends buggered off and…"

"Spence, are you gay?"

"Umm… yeah."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Ash, can we talk about this when you pick me up, I mean, that's if you still will." She sounded almost ashamed.

"Spence, be proud of who you are. And of course I will still come and get you! What sort of a person do you think I am? I could never leave my best friend hanging!"

"Thanks Ash. Love ya!"

"Yeah, love you too. See ya."

**

I pulled up outside of the club and couldn't see Spencer, so I parked my car and walked into the club. For some reason there wasn't a bouncer.

I saw her sat with her head down, playing with her hands.

I think I decided that that was the cutest thing I had ever seen.

I pushed my way through the crowd to her.

"Hey you!" I smiled as I slid into the chair next to her.

"Hey!" she smiled so wide, I thought her cheeks were going to break and then she hugged me.

I sighed and let myself get lost in the amazing smell that is Spencer.

"So why didn't you think you could tell me like, the biggest thing of your life?"

"Because I was scared of how you would react and I didn't want to lose the one person who gets me. Like the only person that like… I don't know."

"I think I understand Spence. But pleeeease, don't ever underestimate me again."

"I wont." She kissed my cheek and a shiver went all down my spine.

"Wow that's Hot!" some weird chick was stood in front of us.

"What the hell?" I asked

"Ok, so I know that we don't know each other, but I have been watching you two for the last few minuets and I think it would be totally awesome if me and my girlfriend could join you guys later?"

"Ok, to start with, we aren't together, and secondly, does that line ever work for you?" the mystery woman suddenly looked really embarrassed.

"Sorry guys I didn't…" she walked away.

"Fuck."

"I know.

"That was weird."

"I know."

"Shall we go?" I held my hand out to Spencer.

Without a second thought, she slid her hand into mine and I led her out of the club.

There were some drunken fools leaning on my car.

"Oi! Get the fuck off of my car dumbasses!"

"Or what?"

"Or I will fucking pound your faces in!" the anger was building inside of me.

"Ash, be careful." Spencer warned me

"Yeah, listen to your girlfriend!"

"She's not my girlfriend." I got all up in the pricks face.

"Whatever dyke!"

That was it.

I got his head under my arm and rammed it into the wall that my car was parked by, causing him to black out and just lay there, blood pouring from his head.

Another, I right hooked and he fell stone cold.

I heard Spencer let out a little shriek at what I was doing.

And then I remembered.

My eyes had glazed over so that they were completely Black and my teeth had sprouted fangs.

I didn't look at her, I don't want her to know.

So I kept my back to her as I tried to change back.

I couldn't.

I was too angry.

Too worked up

"ASHLEY BEHIND YOU!"

I turned and felt something long and hard go into my stomach. And then I felt the pain.

I closed my eyes and screamed.

I think I heard my attacker's footsteps running off, but I couldn't be sure.

Spencer bent over me and tried to pull me onto my back.

I slammed my eyes closed and refused to open them or my mouth.

"Ash, come on, we need to get you to the hospital."

"NO!"

"Ashley, you're fucking bleeding out all over the parking lot!"

"No. not the hospital." I strained, careful not to show Spencer my teeth. "They wouldn't understand. Ooowww!!! Fuck!"

"Then what the fuck should I do? And what do you mean they wouldn't understand! Ashley please, tell me what to do! Why the hell don't I know what to do! I'm a pissing doctor!"

"Spencer. Just take deep breaths. I need you to grab my keys out of my back pocket, and drive my car and me home."

"ok Ash."

She reached her hand into my pocket and pulled out my keys.

I didn't really get a change to notice how incredible her hand felt when it brushed against my ass, before she was pulling me to my feet over her shoulder.

She put me into the back seat of my car and drove like a mad woman.

"Ash, I don't see how driving you back to your loft is going to help with the gaping hole in your stomach."

"Just trust me Spence."

Why hasn't it started to heal yet?

Maybe it's the amount of blood I have lost.

I don't know.

But there is only one thing I can try.

We got back to my building and she was dragging me to the elevator.

"Spence, you have to promise me that you will take me in and just leave."

"No Ash, I'm not going to leave you!"

"Spencer! Please!"

"I'm not promising."

"You are impossible!"

"Ashley, you are dying! Why would I just leave you?"

"Because I asked you to."

"Well I'm not going to."

We had made it to my door.

"Ash how the fuck do you get in here!"

All the time we have been friends and I never showed her how to get in.

"Umm… its finger prints recognition or there's a password."

I weakly reached up to the pad that was flashing blue

As soon as it recognised my hand print, the door swung open.

I crawled inside and leaned up against my wall.

"Where's your dog Ash?"

I clenched my eyes tighter shut and couldn't help but roar with the pain.

I can only guess that Spencer looked shocked. I couldn't tell if she noticed my teeth or not.

"I… don't have… a dog!"

I slowly crawled into the kitchen.

"Ash, what do you need? Tell me and I will get it for you."

The next round of pain came and I curled up into a ball in the middle of my kitchen.

I couldn't help but open my eyes and roar.

Spencer didn't seem to notice the colour of my eyes or my teeth, she just looked frustrated that she couldn't do anything to help.

I closed my eyes again and started to sob, but no tears came.

"Spence," my voice had become deep and broken. "Please, just go."

"No."

"I don't want you to see me like this." I opened my eyes.

"Like what, dying?"

"No, just… this."

I dragged myself to a counter and pulled myself up.

I felt a body behind me, supporting me.

And when I fell, she caught me.

I roared again. This time I felt Spencer jump.

I threw my head back into her neck and waited for the pain to stop.

"I you won't leave," I said weakly, "will you at least close your eyes?"

"I guess it won't hurt." Her voice was shaking.

"Thank you."

She was still stop behind me with her hands wrapped around my waist as I reached into my cupboard and grabbed a packet of blood.

Fresh was always better but I don't think now is the time to be picky.

I ripped the packet open and drank.

I drank about three before I pulled away from Spencer and sat in the corner.

"Ashley, why is there empty blood packets on the counter."

She turned around.

A/N:: I know this is long… I had a lot of free time and I got really inspired when I got back from the beach… so this is what happened in just over an hour… two if you include spell checking :S

Ok so the usual thanks

Coachkimm, you really do rock ;P