""You are enough."

These little words, somehow they're changing us.

"You are enough."

So we let our shadows fall away like dust."

-'You Are Enough' by Sleeping At Last

XXX

1 Month Later…

Carmilla stuck around to lock up, cleaning the last few glasses at the bar when the lights went out. She sighed. "Carmen, I said I was going to be here a little while longer." She called out.

Nothing.

Carmilla set down the glass she had been drying and headed towards the back where all the power switches were, muttering under her breath as she went.

Before she could get very far, a hand grabbed her by the arm and tugged her back into one of the private rooms.

XXX

After killing mother, Carmilla couldn't sleep. Every time she closed her eyes she saw the look of disappointment, felt the fear trying to free circuit her brain, and bile creeping up the back of her throat. She spent the majority of that first night throwing up.

The second night without Laura, Carmilla lay awake thinking of Elle. Even in death she haunted her.

Carmilla thought about how her time with Elle was quick and unsatisfying, like eating a meal too fast. She thought about the flowers Elle would pick for her every week and that if she really wanted to, she could go into her closet and bring down the old shoe box that sat on the top shelf, recent fingertips keeping dust from settling, and pull out the journal she had pressed every single petal into. But she wouldn't because it was unnecessary. It would only make things worse.

On the third night, Laura woke up and they spent most of it crying into each other's shoulders, and pressing sloppy kisses to wet cheeks and chapped lips.

On the fourth night Laura's hunger was quenched, and Carmilla could sleep again.

XXX

"What the fuck?!" Carmilla growled as the door slammed shut behind her. A finger was pressed to her lips and Carmilla sighed, "Laura, what are you doing here?"

Ever since Laura had gone through the change she had been insatiable, in blood and in bed. Just in that first week alone Carmilla had been fucked on or up against every piece of furniture in the mansion.

Carmilla wanted to move though. She would come back to Styria if need be, but she planned to give Will the business and mansion.

Laura locked the door behind them and directed Carmilla towards the plush red armchair in the center of the room, shoving her down into it. "I never told you how grateful I was the night we met." Laura husked. She was wearing Carmilla's short black silk robe.

Laura didn't start asking about her friends until two weeks into her vamphood. It was after she had drained five blood bags and she had tears in her eyes because her mouth hurt and her fangs refused to retract; she was afraid she would never stop being hungry.

Carmilla told her the truth- that she'd always be hungry, but that it would get easier.

Laura stopped crying after that, realizing that it was selfish of her. The things she saw as problems were mere hurtles that Carmilla had been dealing with for centuries.

Carmilla never worried after that night Laura's heart was in the right place.

XXX

Carmilla's eyes traveled the length of Laura's body as she neared the chair.

Of course there was some differences now, skin not as warm, touches not as soft, hands no longer exploring, but rather diving right into places they already knew caused the other to unravel. It was no longer awkward or timid, everything was practiced, and there was nothing wrong with that. It was still amazing every time.

They had a long ways to go, but Carmilla knew she loved Laura. She knew it like she knew there was marrow in her bones and hair on her head. "You are so beautiful." She whispered as Laura slid onto Carmilla's lap, straddling her thighs and wrapping her arms around the older girl's neck.

Laura smiled, whispering back, "Right back at you."

It was so juvenile in that moment that it made Carmilla do nothing but laugh a deep belly laugh.

After everything that had happened, Carmilla really needed to laugh. So much in fact that she began to tear up.

It threw Laura completely off course. She stared down at the giggling three hundred year old beneath her and grinned. She loved her, no doubts about it. She wanted to tell her, but she was afraid that it was too soon, so instead she made quick work of removing the robe and placing light kisses along Carmilla's jaw.

Carmilla sighed, her hands landing on the shorter girl's hips, guiding her to grind down into her lap.

Laura let out a shaky breath as she placed her hand on Carmilla's shoulder and pushed down even harder onto her thigh.

"Thought you were repaying me." Carmilla smirked.

Laura chuckled, "I am repaying you."

Carmilla hummed in agreement looking up at Laura's scantily clad body as she continued to try and get herself on her leg.

"Remember the last time we were in here?" Laura asked breathily.

Carmilla nodded, how could she not?

"You got yourself off just like this." Laura said before climbing off of her. "Except the only difference is I'm not paying you and I can take these off." She hooked her fingers into the elastic of her panties, sliding them down her legs and stepping out of them.

Laura climbed back into her girlfriend's lap (something they had just decided on the week before, after all you don't almost die for just anyone).

"Plus you can do this." Laura said, taking Carmilla's hand and bringing it down between her legs, using her fingers to rub her clit lightly, teasing herself.

Carmilla felt her fangs drop down from her gums and prick her bottom lip.

Laura eyed the bead of blood hungrily before letting go of Carmilla's hand to kiss her, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth and caressing the knick with her tongue.

The older girl's eyes fluttered shut as her brain short-circuited.

Laura pulled away, "Um, Carm?"

"Hmm?" Carmilla's eyes opened slowly.

"When I let go of your hand I was hoping you'd finish what I had started."

Carmilla nodding, feeling herself blush, "Right."

Laura chuckled as she leaned up before sliding down onto Carmilla's fingers, moaning, "Much better."

Carmilla's breath hitched as Laura rode her fingers, nearly choking on spit. She felt the muscles in her stomach tighten, she was going to cum just by watching Laura.

"God, I love you." She mumbled before realizing what she had said.

Laura froze, making Carmilla shiver. "Did you just say what I think you said?"

Carmilla shook her head before deciding to distract her, moving fingers quickly to pick up where they had stopped.

Laura groaned, "We aren't done talking about this."

But for now they were and they weren't, and Carmilla was grateful.

XXX

Carmilla had filled her in on all that she had missed.

Danny and Kirsch had kissed and then she threatened to hurt him if he told anyone (he told everyone), because with Danny, her kisses burned him more than any hit could (and he liked it that way), and LaFontaine, after much fuss form Perry, went to the hospital after hitting their head (they need stitches).

XXX

It didn't take Laura long to climax, setting off a chain reaction of Carmilla making a holy mess of her underwear (it made her think of their first time together and somehow made it less embarrassing).

Laura pushed her hair out of her face, and with Carmilla's fingers still inside her, she whispered, "I love you too."

And that was enough.