When Klaus opened his eyes again, he was lying on a sofa at the house and Selina was looking at him and pushing hair out of his eyes. "You're all right," she grinned. "Can I get you anything?"

He tried to sit up and groaned. "Ow," he said, clutching his head.

"I wouldn't sit up if I were you," Selina advised. "You took quite a spill and you've been in and out of consciousness since yesterday. And, based on the amount you drank, probably more than a little hung over too. I'll go get you some ice."

"Wait, I..." Klaus said.

Selina turned. "What?"

He shook his head. "Nothing." Selina nodded. "Oh, all right."

She came back a few minutes later with the ice bag. "Put this on your head," she said. "And hold it there. Don't move it." Absent-mindedly, she began to hum "Take My Breath Away."

"What's that?" Klaus asked her.

She shook her head. "Just a song from a movie. I'll stop if you want me to."

"No!" Klaus said quickly. "I think it's pretty."

She grinned. "Thanks"

He groaned again. "I haven't felt this bad in five hundred years. The last time it was right before the wedding of one of my friends, so a bunch of us men went out with arrows and rocks and alcohol and played a little drinking game based on what we shot. We would pick an animal and every time we shot that animal, we'd take a drink."

"Which animal did you chose?" Selina asked.

"Rabbit," Klaus said. "And I was a very good shot."

Selina rolled her eyes and grinned. "No wonder you got so drunk."

"Have you ever had any drunken escapades?" He asked.

"The day the stock market crashed," Selina said. "A dark day in more than just name. They found me passed out in front of my apartment building and initially thought I was dead, although they of course couldn't discern how. Boy, did I give the medical examiner a shock when he was getting ready to cut me open and I sat up on the table."

Klaus grinned. "I bet you did..."

"I'll go make you some coffee," Selina stood up. "I hear that works too."

"I could get it," he said.

"Oh, no," Selina said. "You stay right where you are." She headed into the kitchen and left Klaus alone. Instead of staying where he was supposed to, he walked into the kitchen and stood behind her. "I'm better now," he said. She turned.

"You're supposed to be on the couch," she said. "Go sit and I'll bring this to you."

He decided to humor her. He went and sat back down on the sofa, sticking the ice bag against his head. When Selina came back with his coffee, he put the ice bag down and emptied the cup.

"That was fast," she said.

"I told you," he said. "I'm much better now."

"Oh, all right," Selina said. "I'll believe you."

"Sit on my lap, will you?" he asked.

"Okay," Selina said. She took a seat and lay her head on his shoulder. "So," he said, "how long have you been afraid of heights?"

She grinned. "You mean 'why did I act like such a freak on the ferris wheel? It's been that way since I was little. My uncle built me a tree house when I was around four, and Mama told me I couldn't go in it unless one of my male cousins was with me. Well, one day my cousin George took me up just before a storm, and then some of his friends came by and he left with them and I was in the treehouse all alone. Then, lightning hit the tree and the branch where my treehouse was broke off. I plunged to the ground, I don't know how fast. I was screaming and crying as loud as I could, but no one heard me until after I hit the ground. Mama found me unconscious by the tree and for the longest time it was touch and go. But I pulled through and here I am."

He stroked her hair. "No wonder you were scared when the seat started shaking."

Selina nodded. "Yeah, just a little." She sighed. "Can we talk about something else?"

He nodded. "Of course. You weren't with anyone when we were separated, were you?"

"Were you?" Selina asked.

He shook his head. "No, I mostly got drunk and killed people."

"Ah," Selina nodded.

"So," he said, "What about you?"

Selina rolled her eyes. "No. What's the point of that, really? It's like when you buy a bag of those fun sized candy bars and eat all of them. It does the job, sure, but at the end of the day, you're not satisfied..wishing you'd sprung for the king-sized instead..."

He shifted her on his lap and they kissed.

Just then, Rusty came in and started barking. They pulled apart and Selina looked up at the clock. "Oh," she said. "It's time for me to take Rusty for his walk at the dog park."

"I can do it," Klaus offered.

"All right," Selina said. "But if a poodle comes toward you, go the other way. She's getting a little too interested in him."

She stood up and he spanked her. She turned. "Hey!" she said. She shoved him into the kitchen and they began to tussle. Finally, she got the upperhand and dragged him into the pantry closet where she stripped off his pants, pulled off her sweater, and then began licking him, going slowly down his length. When she reached the bottom, her cheeks were flushed and he was breathing hard. "Just a minute," she said and went out and grabbed a can of spray whipped cream, spraying some on his tip and then licking it off in slow, circular motions. He growled. She looked up at him. Her eyes were yellow. After she'd licked off the whipped cream, she pushed him against the wall and kissed him hard. He groaned and entered her.

By the time they opened the door again, they were both panting heavily. She straightened out her skirt and eyed him seriously. "Remember," she said, "keep Rusty away from the poodle. She's a slut."

And she sauntered away, her hips moving slowly from side to side. She didn't look back.

Klaus took a deep breath and stared down at Rusty who was looking at him inquisitively. "Do you want to go?" He asked him.

Rusty barked again and took off toward Klaus and Selina's bedroom. He began scratching at the door and finally, Selina came to open it. "What's going on?" She asked, picking him up.

"Apparently, he wants you to come too," Klaus said.

"Why not?" Selina asked. She dressed in blue jeans, sneaker and a high-necked red sweater and pulled her hair back in a ponytail. She carried Rusty out to the car and Klaus followed. When they arrived at the park, they took a seat on bench. "There's coffe over there," Klaus said once they'd set Rusty loose among the other dogs. "Would you like me to get you one?"

"Sure," Selina nodded. "Thanks."

It was just after Klaus left to get coffee that Selina saw Rusty with the poodle. And they were about to do something she didn't approve of. She snuck behind a bush and transformed. When she came out, she stalked over into the circle of dogs, causing their owners to scream and run in different directions. Selina sank her teeth into the poodle's side, causing it to whimper and limp away. Rusty whined and Selina went and changed back again. She picked him up and took him back over to the bench just as Klaus was coming back with their coffees.

"What's going on with him?" Klaus asked. "He looks upset."

"He might be now," Selina said. "But what I did, I did for his own good. There are so many other, better dogs he could be procreating with. Like Ginny from next door's cocker spaniel. She's adorable, not to mention very sweet."

Klaus looked up and saw the poodle with the gash in her side. "You attacked the poodle."

"Of course I did," she said. "She was about to ruin Rusty!" She kissed the top of Rusty's head.

"He's a dog," Klaus said. "It's not 'ruining' him if he was the one who pursued her."

Selina laughed. "Oh, please. Do you know who's poodle that is? The Vanderhorsts. They run one of the most prestigious kennels around and charge gazillions of dollars a pop for each puppy they sell."

"So?" Klaus asked.

"So?" Selina said, looking shocked. "How can you not be more concerned about this? Every dog they sell is half poodle! Their slut dog gets impregnated and then the babies are sold off for huge sums of money! Do you really want Rusty to be on her list of conquests? I would have thought you'd expect more than that!"

Klaus eyes widened. "Oh, I do," he said. He looked at Rusty. "Normally, I would let you have a ride on the village bicycle, but you'll thank us some day when your puppies aren't sold off for large sums of money."

He looked at Selina. "I think we should go home, don't you?"

"Yeah," Selina nodded. "And maybe find another dog park." Rusty tried to squirm out of her grasp before they reached the car and he very nearly succeeded. Klaus got a grip on him just in time. They shut him in the backseat and listened to him bark all the way back to the house.

When they reached the house, they brought him inside and locked him in the basement. "Now," Selina said, "We want you to think about what you did, because it's not good behavior!" Rusty barked back. Selina rolled her eyes and headed back upstairs. "I'm going to go to Anna's and see if she can tell me what the hell's going on with Rusty," Selina said.

"Good idea," Klaus told her.

"Oh, and I sewed up your brown leather jacket," Selina told him. "It turned out there was a hole in it after all!"

Anna was surprised to see her standing on the other side of the door. "What can I do for you?" She asked. "Do you want to bring back Rusty?"

"No," Selina shook her head. "I love Rusty. But he's having a problem and I could use your advice."

"What sort of problem?" Anna asked. "Have you fed today? Can I get you something?"

"No, thanks," Selina said. "I did feed today, which reminds me about why I'm here: Rusty has been lusting after this really stupid poodle at the dog park and it just really upsets me. I know it sounds stupid, but..."

"Wait," Anna said. "Could you describe the poodle? Any distinguishing features?"

"Uh-huh," Selina said. "Huge eyes, fur that's vaguely golden instead of pure white, and a mark on it's neck that looks suspiciously like a mole."

Anna's eyes widened. "Oh, good!" She cheered. "That's what happened to Cecily Vanderhorst! I thought I'd lost her forever."

Selina's eyebrows rose. "You turned one of the world's richest, most dimwitted girls into a poodle?"

"Hey," Anna said dismissively. "She got on my bad side one day, what can I say?"

"And you said that Rusty was the intellectual type when he was human..." Selina trailed off.

"Of course," Anna grinned. "What nerd doesn't fantasize about sleeping with a babe like Cecily Vanderhorst? I was going to finish her off when I turned her, but she disappeared."

"And now her parents are using her for breeding," Selina said. "What a surprise."

"Just hang in there," Anna said. "Rusty will find someone good one of these days."

"I know," Selina said. "I'm going to make sure of it. Oh, and by the way, Rusty and Cecily were very close to having doggy sex today, but I stopped it. She has a gash in her side now. It won't stop her forever, but it'll slow her down for a bit at least."

Anna grinned. "Oh, good for you!"

When she got back to the house, she realized she was home alone. Klaus had left her a note to tell her he'd gone out. She looked up at the clock and decided it would be a good time to start dinner. Not that food did either of them any good in terms of nutrition, but it gave them a chance to talk. She was making something up and had just stuck it in the oven when she heard the front door open. Klaus came into the kitchen, stood behind her and grabbed her around the waist. "Hey," he said. "I see you're making dinner."

"Yes," she nodded. "I am."

He began fingering the velvet of her turtleneck. "Why do you have to wear stuff like this?" he asked. "It makes certain things very difficult."

"You're right," she said. "I'll take it off." She took it off and threw it on the kitchen table. He began kissing her neck. She giggled "I like that," she said.

He nipped her neck and sucked on the drops of blood that came out. "That tickles," she said.

"I brought dessert," he whispered. "Would you like a preview?"

"Sure," Selina said breathlessly. He unbuttoned and uzipped her pants and stuck his hand inside. She gasped. He put his finger inside her and began making circling motions. "Oh, god," she breathed. "Oh, God." He kissed her neck at the same time. She whimpered. "What can I do to make this easier for you?" she breathed, bracing herself against the sink.

"Nothing," he said as he continuted circling. "Just relax."

Selina leaned back against him and shut her eyes. She lost track of time, not coming back to awareness until the oven beeped to indicate that dinner was finished. Selina's eyes opened. She looked up at Klaus. "So are you hungry?" She asked.

He nodded and grinned. "I'm always hungry."

She grinned and kissed him. "Good," she said. "That's very good."