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Dan ran down the hall, his feet moving like a blur. At first he was slow, trying not to scare the other patients. Now he didn't care. He just had to get away from this Lycan before it caught him.

How did it do that? It must have done something to make Dan not know it was one…maybe some kind of injection, some kind of modern medicine? Usually vampires knew who were Lycans and who weren't, but this one totally slipped his Lycan Radar. And that made Dan feel very, very uneasy.

Another scream from another dainty nurse as Dan flew around a corner and jumped over a body rack. Scrunching up his nose in irritation, Dan tried to find the door to the blood packets, because whatever he was going to do, he was not going to do it without first getting the blood for him and Silver. Maybe the blood was enough, maybe more than enough, for Silver, but he needed some fast. He just hoping he could drink some before he fought the Lycan off so he could gain some strength.

Dan flung himself down the stairs, listening for any sign of the Lycan. He didn't hear anything at all. That was strange, but Dan forced himself on, instead of stopping and resting like he would have liked.

He busted down the door to the room with the packets, and walked in there casually. He wasn't breathing heavily like most humans did after a long run; he was just slouching over like he hadn't slept in days, and hadn't eaten. Which were both true. But the ladder was what was making him feel so crappy.

He found them. He was wondering when the catch was going to come in; he knew that he wouldn't be able to just drink one, put some in his pocket, and walk out of the hospital without any scratches at all.

But instead of worrying about it, he drank one hastily down. Already he felt the blood fusing with his own. It tasted bad because it was old, but it still had its effects. Dan immediately felt better, and smiled when he heard four legs prancing down the stairs, thinking it was going to trap him while he was feeding, a vampire's most vulnerable time, not knowing that Dan had mastered the technique of chugging a long time ago.

"Come here, kitty, kitty, kitty," Dan mocked, making kissing sounds to the open door.

Knowing he'd be better fighting outside instead of this cramped room, he slipped outside through the tiny window, already feeling better with the fresh air. He knew the Lycan would follow him.

And sure enough, the wolf-like thing came through the window two seconds later, growling at Dan. They were easier to fight when they were in human form, but Dan had just fed, and he felt angry at this Lycan for messing things up. He wanted to get to Silver before too long, and this ting was holding him back.

Another growl. The thing would be cute if it wasn't so menacing and ruining its face with that awkward grimace. Dan smirked at it. "So, cute nurse. You had a crush on me a little bit ago. What changed?"

The Lycan morphed back into a human, and it was not the nurse thing he saw a while ago. It was an ugly woman with ugly red hair spiked up on her head and a large nose. Her squinted eyes were glaring at him, and he knew what had happened; this Lycan had projected thoughts into the nurse's head, which made the nurse say that. That was very, very odd.

"Danny boy," the Lycan hissed. "When will you learn that we're evolving?"

Oh yes Dan, we're evolving alright. Why, in fact, I'm one of the new breeds. I can do things that you're little mind would threaten to shatter at. This is only one of them. Oh, such a pretty little boy, such a shame that you're a vampire and not a Lycan…oh yes…what a shame…

Dan's face paled; he was going to be a Lycan.

"What?" the Lycan hissed out loud, her face pale too. "What were those thoughts, my boy? You're going to be a Lycan?"

Dan said nothing. Instead, inside his own head, he began reciting the alphabet; ABC…ZYX…from the beginning to end, from the end to the beginning. The Lycan growled at his obvious attempt to drown her out. "Did one bite you?"

GHIJ… "If one bit you, my boy, I could help you. Even though you'd be a filthy half breed, I'd still love you."

No.

Well. Aren't you a one-answer boy. Is there a reason for that?

ABCDEF…

Shut up! Shut up and tell me what's really going on!

Dan's mind became blank. And he thought quietly, Silver Moon Stone.

"A girl. A vampire girl. Oh I should have guessed. I bet the filthy vampire girl-"

"SILVER'S NOT FILTHY!"

And Dan pounced on the Lycan, attacking it so they both fell to the muddy ground. They rolled over each other, the red haired Lycan batting at Dan with long fingernails; Dan snarling at her with his fangs down.

Rolling around on the ground like this, they could have been mistaken for two lovers on a midnight stroll. But, of course, a Lycan and vampire could never be together, not really.

Something caught the attention of the Lycan for a fraction of a second, but that's all Dan needed. Dan got a hold of her neck, twisted, and watched as she fell back.

You could have been loved… The words echoed in Dan's mind as the light in the Lycan's eyes faded.

"I am loved," Dan said as he kicked the Lycan.

"Dan?"

A quiet, musical voice blew around his head like a quiet breeze. Silver. He turned to her, and saw that she had matured. She was radiating a glow that was insanely attractive, and Dan walked to her. He had blood on his hands from the Lycan's neck, and he wiped it off on his jeans as he reached her. "What happened to you?"

"I saved a girl from her boyfriend," Silver breathed, looking at Dan. "Are you okay?"

"Now. God, I was so worried…. I'm so sorry for leaving you, but you were too weak. How…I didn't give you that much blood, how are you so…okay now?" Dan's words wouldn't work right; he never felt like this before. When Silver smiled at him, he felt kind of light headed. When Silver's black eyes twinkled at him, he felt like everything was fine.

"I'm not sure. But I think it had something to do with saving that girl. Worried? I was worried about you. Are you okay?"

She was kind of pale and even though that glow still radiated finely, he couldn't take chances. Dan took out a blood packet and gave it to her. She bit her lip, hesitating, and, smiling, he helped her open it. They both sat down on the grass, and Dan lifted the packet up to her lips.

She closed her eyes while eating. It was hard for her, he imagined, but it would be okay in time. They'd stay together forever, just him and her. In a cave. Under a bridge. Anywhere, as long as he was with Silver, was fine by him.

When she was done, she opened her eyes and he saw they were that blue color. It looked really good on her. He reached up a hand and rubbed it on her cheek, feeling her soft skin. He loved her. He didn't know how, he didn't know how he knew either, but he could feel it.

"Silver?"

She nodded, not trusting herself to think. "I love you," Dan finished, feeling heavy inside, wondering what she was going to say. What if that was a bad thing to say? What if-

But Silver opened her eyes, and pressed her hand over the one he had over her cheek. "I love you too, Dan."

They both leaned in, and the world spun as their lips met.

Dan pushed against her, and Silver felt the bark of a tree on her back. But she didn't register it; only Dan's lips on hers meant anything right now. They were soft, and both of their mouths were moving in perfect rhythm. Silver wouldn't be surprised if some violins started playing, everything was that perfect.

She smelled so good. He didn't want to pull apart. And since vampires didn't really have to breathe….

But eventually they did pull apart. His ice-blue eyes looked into hers, and suddenly they were both connected, somehow. Neither of the vampires knew this yet- but this bond would be almost as strong as Selene and Michael's. The bond between two who have shared blood, shared a kiss. Shared love.

"You're beautiful." Dan leaned his forehead on Silvers, feeling her breath lightly knick his lips. He kissed her again, lightly. Then again. And then they were kissing like the first time.

A while later, they were setting up camp- not much of a camp, just a few blankets they found in the hospital and trip ropes so they knew if anyone came- with Dan feeling more enlightened than he had since…he found out he was a vampire. Everything was okay. Everything would always be okay. As long as he had Silver.

Silver's face smiled at him. There were only two blankets; it was obvious they should lay one down so they don't get dirty (but it wasn't like Dan cared about getting dirty that much.) But he wasn't going to ask Silver to share a blanket with him...he believed the term would be called being, "forward".

"How are we going to do this?" Silver asked, echoing his thoughts. Her eyes rested on the two blankets. He cursed his mind for not thinking about this sooner. "We could lay one blanket down and use the other over us."

YES! "Uh, if you want." PLEASE? Dan's mind screamed for her to say yes.

Silver smiled, and the smile took him by surprise. It wasn't her normal sweet smile. It had a mischievous edge to it. "Sure."

So that's how they set up the bed- the blanket under them, one blanket laying on top, over their heads so the sun couldn't reach them in the morning. Vampires didn't toss and turn at night, so the blanket would remain there as long as they didn't wake up.

Dan and Silver stared up at the moon while they lay there. Finally, Silver sighed and turned over, closing her eyes and resting her head on Dan's shoulder. It was kind of hard, but the feeling of touching him made up for it.

And Dan had no problem with it either.

Wrapping his arm around her waist, he sat there like that, listening to Silver's even breathing and watching the forest around him buzz with life. Her body was pressed tightly next to his, and he tried not to breathe so much, savoring the feeling of another person next to him. Of Silver next to him. Yes. Silver was the One; the One Michael always told him he'd find but Dan never believed it. True Love existed only in books, fairy tales, and movies.

But now, he believed in anything.

It was almost dawn, the sun peaking out to play and the horizon a pinkish orange color, when Dan finally fell to sleep, him and Silver pressed together like two birds of a feather.