So, this is mainly a filler chapter. Nothing major is going to happen. Meet you at the bottom!

Chapter Thirty-Seven

So that is why it's called the "City of Love"

Caius and I sit inside a small café as I finish up a chocolate milkshake. This is amazing. I can eat all the sweets that I want and not gain any weight! It's like a teenage girl's dream! I pop the cherry in my mouth as Caius smiles at me. "Why are you smiling?"

"You did it," he says. Wow, way to be specific Caius.

"Care to elaborate on that statement?"

"One, you haven't had Lucky Charms for about 3 months. Two, you left a hotel room completely messy and disorganized," Caius states.

"Oh my god! You're right!" I exclaim. "I haven't felt any strong urges to clean up or do anything perfectly! Caius, I think I have gotten over my OCD!"

"That would be understandable. When a human is changed into an immortal, most of the time they get over any conditions they had in their previous life," he states as if he was reading from a textbook.

"This is great!" I say jumping out of my seat. I quickly pay and run out of the café. Caius is hot on my trail. "Where are we going?"

"I don't know! I don't care!" I laugh. I'm actually cured! I am free! "Do you have any plans for us?"

"No, I actually don't," Caius says sheepishly.

"Great because I have an idea," I say running into an empty alley. I spread out my wings and grab Caius's stomach. He lets out a shocked cry as I push off the ground. I soar above the buildings and streets of Paris before landing on top of the Eiffel Tower. "It's okay. You can open your eyes now."

Caius mumbles, "My eyes were open. But Casey, this is completely stupid. For one, if we fall, we will still be very injured. Two, mortals can see us."

"I'm not an idiot, Caius. I am manipulating the people's mind so they can't see us. Plus, if one of us falls, there are these amazing things called wings that I have on my back," I point out.

"It is still not a good idea."

"You just hate that I'm right."

"That is not true!" Caius exclaims. I laugh and give him a playful shove. He starts to wobble before falling off. I scream and yell, "Caius!" When I get no response, I fly down as fast as I can I start checking the air for a falling vampire. When I see nothing, I zoom to the ground and check for Caius's body. I start sobbing and screaming Caius's name, attracting many odd stares from tourists. Where is he? Did he die? Well, he can't die so that's good. But he is probably lying on the ground somewhere. Or he got stabbed by the metal bars. Or he… wait. He didn't. I fly back up to the top of Eiffel Tower to find a perfectly fine looking Caius sitting at the top. He gives me a smirk and asks, "Where have you been?"

"Where have I been?" I scream. "I have been searching the sky, tower, and ground for your mangled body! You gave me a heart attack! Don't you ever do that again!"

"Are you crying?" he asks wiping away a tear. "I am flattered that you are crying for me, but vampires aren't supposed to be able to cry."

"How would you know?" I say with a smile. "I thought you said 'men don't cry'."

"And you are back to normal," he says with a smile.

"Caius, I thought you learned something by now," I say with a smirk. I grab his waist again and zoom down to the street and into another alley. "I'm never normal."

I stare at myself in the mirror. My blonde hair is piled on top of my head in a messy bun. I am wearing a simple black dress with black high heels and gold hoop earrings. My makeup is fairly simple with the exception of the black eyeliner that goes around my entire eye. I grab a black fur vest and go to meet Caius in the living room. He is dressed in a black suit with a red tie. His mouth opens slightly as I walk into the room. "You look really, um, extremely, uh beautiful."

"Why thank you, Caius. You don't look horrendous yourself," I say with a smile. He rolls his eyes and escorts me down to the lobby. I see the receptionist giving Caius a flirtatious look. I give her a 'back off and do your job' look before walking out of the door. A limo is waiting out front for us and, being the gentleman he is, Caius opens the door for me as I slide in. He shuts the door and takes a seat next to me. I turn to him and say, "A limo. Are you serious?"

"Hey, just trying to make the experience memorable," he shrugs. The limo pulls up to the Eiffel Tower and we make our way up to the Jules Verne. Caius walks up to the host and says, "Reservation for Volturi."

"Right this way," he says motioning for Caius and me to follow him. He seats us at a small table by the window. I look out and see the shining lights of Paris. The host smiles and says, "Beautiful isn't it?"

"Very beautiful," I say tearing my gaze away from the window. When the waiter comes to take our order, I simply ask for a bottle of wine to share and a slice of chocolate cake. The waiter gives us a questioning look before returning to the kitchen. I turn to Caius and ask, "So, what is your favorite song?"

"What does that have to do with anything?" he asks confused.

"I'm sorry for trying to start a conversation," I say.

"A conversation?"

"Yes, it is an informal oral communication between people."

"I know what a conversation is," Caius says rolling his eyes. After a moment of silence he asks, "Was that a dictionary definition?"

"Yes it was," I say.

"Did you memorize the dictionary?" Caius asks raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe…"

"Are you serious?"

"Don't judge me! I got really bored one day!"

"Obviously," Caius drawls. I laugh as my chocolate cake and drink is brought to the table. I dig into the cake as Caius calmly takes a sip of wine. Before he can comment on my manners, Magnus comes up to our table and asks, "Do you still wish for me to take the pictures after dinner?"

"Totally!" I say.

"Great! After I finish serving that table over there, I am done. While you finish up eating, I can run to my car and get my equipment. Does that sound okay?"

"Sounds great!" I say with a smile. He returns the smile and heads back over to his table. Caius and I chat for a little bit longer before asking for our check. We walk outside and look for Magnus. We find him quickly and make our way over to him. We chat for a bit before he tells us to go stand in front of the Eiffel Tower.

The night is perfect for taking photos. It isn't cold, not like it would matter, and there isn't any breeze. There is a bright full moon surrounded by millions of stars in the background of all the photos. Caius and I pose in many different positions as Magnus shouts random orders at us.

"Bon! Très bon! Maintenant donnez-moi chat fèroce!"

Caius whispers to me, "Did he just ask us to be angry cats?"

"I believe he asked us to be ferocious cats," I say as I act like a cat. Caius gives me a weird look, but doesn't say anything.

"Casey, that was great! Caius, you need to get more into it," Magnus says as the camera flashes. "Now, kiss!"

Without giving it a second thought, I pull Caius into kiss. At first, his eyes are open and wide with shock, but he eventually closes them and relaxes. By no means is the kiss passionate. There is no tongue or anything like that. It is just a simple kiss. We break apart at the same time and Caius stares at me shocked. Oh god. What did I just do? I kissed Caius! Just play it cool. I put on a fake smirk and say, "What? Never kissed a girl before?"

"I most certainly have kissed girls before!" Caius says defending himself. Magnus struts over with a smile on his face. "That was wonderful guys! You two are both so photogenic!"

"Thank you, Magnus," I say. "How much do we owe you?"

"You don't owe me a thing."

"I insist on giving you something," I say while pulling my wallet out.

"How about this, you let me use your photos on my business cards," he says.

"Alright," I agree. I give Magnus the Volturi's address so he can send the pictures to us. Caius leads me into the limo before I get to say goodbye to Magnus. We sit in silence on the way back to the hotel, both of us suddenly becoming interested in our shoes. When we get back to our room, we quickly pack up our bags and head back into the limo.

Say something, Casey! You are acting like a fool! It's not like that kiss meant anything! Right? No, it didn't. It was just for a picture. You have kissed Connor for many pictures before so why is this one so different? Because Caius isn't Connor. I sigh and run my hands through my hair. Coincidentally, Caius is doing the same thing. Creepy. The limo pulls up to the jet and, as usual, Caius opens my door and helps me out. Well, at least one thing hasn't changed. We make our way up the stairs and into the jet. In silence, of course.

This is going to be a long flight.

*casual whistling* Oh, did I forget to mention that they were going to kiss? My bad. Sorry it took so long to post this chapter, I wanted to make it just right. I know you probably have a lot to say so review/PM me with any of your thoughts!