A/N: Yeah, if I'm honest, I'm not entirely sure what this is. Set after 4x01. Enjoy!
Bertrand's gaze didn't shift from the dusty old tome he was reading when Vlad came into his room, throwing himself over the coffin in the corner, and giving a loud groan. Turning the page slowly, he spoke to his moaning student. "I take it you and Erin have had another disagreement."
"Now, she thinks she wants to be turned," Vlad's groan was muffled, but still audible fortunately. He sighed, and pushing himself up, turning so he was siting on top of the coffin, looking at Bertrand. "I don't get it, she knows that I don't care about the breather thing-"
"But she does," Bertrand looked at Vlad with an expression that made Vlad think he as missing out on something ridiculously obvious. "Breathers like the romance behind the idea dating a vampire," he explained, "but when it coms to the reality, knowing that your partner won't age can be ... daunting." There was silence.
"Is that sympathy you're expressing there?" Vlad smirk.
Bertrand's look grew dry.
"Of course not," he returned to his book, "I think you're both idiots for thinking you have a chance of making it work." Turning a page he continued, "the whole venture is doomed to failure."
Rolling his eyes, Vlad pushed himself off the coffin. "No need to be jealous, Bertrand," he teased, leaving the room. Bertrand watched him go.
"Is that what I am?" he muttered, turning another page. "Interesting."