"I can't believe you dragged me away to some tropical hell," Elizabeth yelled at Charlie. "I have people back at the venue waiting to watch me get married! I mean, things are probably over by now, since we've been here forever, but…I mean, how am I gonna explain this to my father?!"

"Oh, you don't have to explain anything to him!" Charlie said impatiently. He'd endured the same complaining from her every day since they'd arrived on the island and he was beginning to be sick of it. "I bet once I tell him that Stuart or whatever his name was would have bilked him out of a ton of money if he'd gotten to marry you, he'll thank me for taking you away!"

"His name was Stephen," Elizabeth narrowed her eyes. "You know that. You're just being stupid!"

"No, the person who's being stupid is you!" Charlie replied. "I stop you from making the biggest mistake of your life, I take you to a beautiful island, and all I get in thanks is you complaining about every single fricking thing! Have some appreciation for me! I deserve it!" He paused. "I mean, the least you could do is take a moonlight swim with me. Wouldn't that be more fun than just sitting in our room and sulking?"

"No," Elizabeth shook her head. "It would be wrong for me to have fun when I was dragged here under false pretenses by a man intent on ruining my life."

"All right, that's it!" Charlie cried and picked her up, putting her over his shoulder and carrying her, while she protested vociferously, to the stretch of ocean that was in their backyard. He waded out waist deep and then threw her in. She screamed and cried and flailed and Charlie just rolled his eyes. "What's the matter with you?" He asked her. "Don't tell me you don't know how to swim. And even if you didn't, the water is only waist deep. Well, maybe a little higher on you cause you're shorter than me, no matter what those heels of yours make you believe, but it shouldn't be a reason for you to carry on like a baby."

"I'm not upset because I can't swim!" Elizabeth cried irritably. "Water is hell on my hair! Did you even think about that before you got your bright idea to throw me into the ocean? And of course I can swim! I'm not stupid!"

"No, I did not think about your hair before I threw you into the ocean!" Charlie responded. "But why the hell does that matter anyway? Your hair looks delightfully wet, just like the rest of you."

"Oh, shut up!" Elizabeth cried and pulled him down in the water next to her so that he was as wet as she was. She was about to laugh at him, but instead of being mad, he just pulled her in his arms and kissed her.

"Tell me the truth," Charlie said as she smiled at him under sopping wet bangs. "You're glad you're here with me, aren't you? I hope you are."

"Well, your method was unscrupulous," Elizabeth said. "There's no way around that, but…I suppose I don't mind. If anyone was gonna steal me away from my fiance and drag me off to a tropical island, I'm glad it was you."

"Well, how nice of you to say," Charlie replied. "I know I didn't give you any choice in coming here, so I'll give you a choice about the next thing I want to ask: do you want to be turned, and when do you want me to turn you?"

"Well, I do want to be turned," Elizabeth said. "In my business, you can't get old. I mean, there might be a few lucky women who get lauded for their beauty in their later years, but who knows if I'm gonna be one of them. Just to be safe, I wanna turn."

"Good," Charlie smiled. "I hoped you would say that." He leaned forward to kiss her, his hands going over her body, then undoing her suit and throwing it into the ocean.

"What am I supposed to do if my suit floats away?" Elizabeth whispered to Charlie.

"It doesn't matter," Charlie whispered and nibbled on her earlobe. "It's just you and me here, and I think you look awfully pretty au naturelle."

"Oh, Charlie!" Elizabeth blushed. "You just say the most awkwardly adorable things!" She then kissed him and pushed him in the water, and then Elizabeth burst into laughter as they got in a splash fight.

Then, as the moon rose, Charlie picked a naked Elizabeth up out of the water (after urging her to hold her balled up swimsuit in her fist so she wouldn't lose it) and carried her back to their little hut and their bed, where he slowly and leisurely toweled her off, then she climbed into bed and kissed him as he pulled her into his arms.

"I think," Elizabeth whispered, "I think I want you to turn me now. Do it. I think that would be a good idea."

"You think a lot of things, apparently," Charlie smiled. "Are you sure? I mean, once I turn you, you'll be dead and you won't be able to have kids." He then said quickly, "not that I think you should have to because you're a woman, and stuff, but I just…if you want to, it's a good reason to delay turning."

"I don't need to actually have kids," Elizabeth told him. "I mean, my parents adopted me. I thought it would be nice if I did the same thing. There are always girls at Daddy's shelters who are looking for women to adopt their babies." She paused. "Are you okay with that? I mean, if you want to have kids, I'll go along with it and give you one or two before I turn, but if not…"

"No, it's all right," Charlie said. "If you want to adopt, that's fine with me."

"I can't believe we're talking about having a family. It's so weird! I mean, we're not even engaged or anything!" Elizabeth cried. "Does it feel weird to you?"

"Not really," Charlie replied. "I mean, as shown by the flowers I've been sending you, I've been thinking about this for quite a while."

"Well, good," Elizabeth replied. "I didn't want to think I was making you move too fast."

"Oh, you definitely weren't," Charlie replied. "So, you really want to be turned, for real?"

"Yes," Elizabeth nodded. "I'm positive that I'm ready."

"All right," Charlie nodded. "I'll try to be as gentle as possible, but I can't guarantee that it won't hurt."

"It's fine," Elizabeth said. "I'm a big girl. I can handle a little pain. Remember, I've been bitten before. Geez, has being separated from me for so long made you forget everything?"

"Well, no," Charlie replied. "I just remember that in the past, I've hurt you when I've bitten you, and now that I'm biting you for reasons that will change our entire relationship, I don't want the experience to end with you hating my guts, all right?"

"All right," Elizabeth replied and kissed his cheek. "And thank you so much for caring."

Charlie nodded and took her in his arms for a long moment before gently biting into her neck, while she gasped at the feeling of his soft, warm lips against her skin. She then begged him to take some from her inner thigh as well. He went up her inner thigh with his tongue and parted her legs to swirl his tongue inside her, and then, while she was panting, he bit the soft skin of her thigh and licked the blood up before biting his wrist so she could take some of his blood in return. "And now comes the hard part," he said after she swallowed. "Now you have to die."

"I have to die?" Elizabeth repeated. "Like actually die?"

"Well, yes," Charlie nodded. "But if it makes you feel any better, you won't be dead forever."

"But dying hurts," Elizabeth said. "Unless your heart stops in your sleep and you don't feel a thing, dying hurts and that scares me."

"I know," Charlie replied. "But I'll try and make it so it only hurts a little. And then I'll be here when you wake up. With a blood bag."

"You will?" Elizabeth asked.

"Yes," Charlie nodded. "I will."

"Okay," Elizabeth nodded, starting to tear up. "But before we do this, I have to do one more thing."

"Sure," Charlie replied. "What?"

"Tell Mom and Dad that when I get back, I'll be different."

Charlie let her make the call in private, and when she came back, she still had tears in her eyes. Charlie held her again and whispered in her ear, "Do you want to do this by yourself, or do you want me to do it? I'll do whatever you decide."

"I think you should do it," Elizabeth replied. "I'm too scared. How are you gonna kill me?"

"I might just go see if I can buy a gun," Charlie shrugged. "I wasn't planning on turning you here so I didn't bring any weaponry with me."

"Do you really think it's necessary to go out and buy a gun?" Elizabeth asked. "Surely there's something around here that can murder me just as easily."

They stood and stared at one another. "Damn it, why couldn't we just have drowned me in the ocean?" Elizabeth said at last. "That would have been damn easy."

"Well, we have a bathtub," Charlie pointed out. "If you want me to drown you in the bathtub, I will."

"That would be easiest," Elizabeth nodded. "Let's do it."

So Charlie went to fill up the really roomy bath and then, when it was full, he called Elizabeth to come in and join him.

"I don't want to just kill you right off," Charlie told her. "I think it would be best to put you at ease first."

"And I don't think I need to ask how you plan to do that," Elizabeth replied as she sat in front of Charlie in the bath and he entered her from behind while rubbing between her spread legs too.

"Damn, that's good!" Elizabeth cried, shutting her eyes in ecstasy. "If I'm gonna die, this is the best way to spend my last minutes on earth."

When she was sufficiently relaxed, Charlie let out the water and ran another bath full, then put a towel around his waist while Elizabeth took a deep breath, climbed back in the water, and then, after she'd sat down, Charlie grabbed her feet and pulled her under, trying to be as calm as he could while she flailed about. Finally, when she was still, he let out the breath he'd been holding and pulled her soaking, still body out of the tub, dried her off the best he could, then put her in bed, grabbed a blood bag, and while he waited for her to wake up, he took a call from her mother.

"Is Elizabeth seriously a vampire now?" Katherine asked while a worried Gregory sat at the table next to her, his knuckles white.

"Yes, Elizabeth is a vampire now," Charlie replied. "I promise I didn't force her into it or anything. You can tell her dad that. He's sitting at the table next to you, isn't he?"

"Yes," Katherine replied, patting Gregory's hand. "He's here. And he's sort of freaked out."

"Well, you can tell him that turning was entirely her choice," Charlie assured Katherine. "Everything about her turning was."

He heard a voice on the other end of the line and then asked Katherine, what was that? What did he say?"

"He wants to know how you killed her," Katherine said.

"I drowned her in the bathtub," Charlie replied. "I offered to shoot her, but she didn't want me to have to go to the trouble of buying a gun."

"You drowned her?" Katherine asked. "Well, as long as she didn't have too much pain before she died."

"Don't worry," Charlie assured her. "She died happy."

"Good," Katherine replied. A few seconds later, Gregory snatched the phone away. "Is she awake yet?" He asked, panic in his voice. "Tell me she's all right!"

Charlie heard a noise and told Gregory, "I think she's up now. After I have her as stable as I can, I'll have her talk to you."

"Good," Gregory replied. "Don't even bother to hang up. I'll just wait." He put the phone down and looked at Katherine, seeming much paler than usual.

"What's with the face?" Katherine asked. "Charlie said everything was okay."

"Do you believe him?" Gregory asked. "He murdered our daughter!"

"Only because she told him she wanted to be a vampire!" Katherine cried. "He wouldn't have done it if she hadn't told him to. Cause he loves her! And besides, it's already done. No use killing yourself over it. And besides, I think she'll make a kickass vampire. When Charlie comes back on the line, be nice to him."

"You're just gonna leave?" Gregory asked. "Aren't you worried?"

Charlie said she was up, so I don't think we have to worry," Katherine replied. "If she wants to talk to me, just let me know and I'll come back." She then headed to their room and did a victory dance in front of the mirror cause she was so happy that she would now have a badass vampire daughter.

"Elizabeth is a vampire now?" Elijah asked Gregory, who'd come to his parents for moral support. "First, I become a werewolf, then there's the whole thing with Ethan that's not my place to say, and now Elizabeth is a vampire?"

"Yep," Gregory replied. "She was kidnapped from her wedding to a man who was apparently so shady and unscrupulous that he was gonna bilk the family out of a bunch of money and give it to his mistress. I suppose I owe Charlie some thanks."

"Yes," Elijah nodded. "I guess you do. So, how is Elizabeth taking to vampirism?"

"A lot better than I thought she would," Gregory replied. "It's really a relief."

"Where's she living?" Elijah asked. "With you or with Charlie?"

"Actually, he and Elizabeth are splitting their time between her house and his house. Apparently, both of them are expensive enough that they didn't want to give either up, so they're just keeping both," Gregory replied. "Katherine was so proud when she heard that she practically cried."

"Have they told you what they're doing about children?" Elijah asked.

"Well, I'm not as concerned about that as you are, but even though they can't have biological children, I'm sure they can adopt if they want some," Gregory replied. "Just like we adopted Elizabeth."

"Are they seeing company at their house?" Elijah asked. "I've never actually seen it."

"Of course they're seeing company," Gregory replied. "And Elizabeth's house, at least, is beautiful. I've never been to Charlie's, but I'm sure Laura has the inside info on that."

"Do you think Laura knows that Charlie turned Elizabeth?" Elijah asked. "Did Katherine tell her at work?"

Gregory shrugged. "I don't know. Katherine and Laura are becoming civil to one another, so it's anyone's guess. She hasn't mentioned telling Laura anything."

"Well, could you ask her if she's told Laura about Charlie?" Elijah asked. "If she hasn't, I think I'll call her and see if she needs to talk."

"Do you think that this is gonna worry Laura?" Gregory asked. "I mean, I'm sure that once she finds out that it was a mutual decision between Elizabeth and Charlie to turn her, she should be more at ease."

"What's gonna worry Laura?" Selina asked, strolling in with some tea.

"We wondered when you were gonna overhear the thing that would make you come running in here and insert yourself into the conversation," Elijah smirked.

"So what's gonna worry Laura?" Selina repeated.

"Elizabeth is a vampire now," Gregory told his mother. "And Charlie was the one who turned her."

"Oh," Selina nodded. "And how does that make you feel?" She asked him.

"I'm fine," Gregory replied. "I mean, Elizabeth is an adult and if she wants to be a vampire, that's her choice."

Selina gave him a hug. "I know it's hard for you," she said. "Thanks for being such a good sport about it. I bet Elizabeth is grateful."

"I mean, don't get me wrong," Gregory replied. "I figured she'd have to be turned someday. Being the only human in our family is not something that's easy. And being eternally young will be a boon for her job. She won't have to risk being fired for having a wrinkle."

"And let me guess," Selina added. "Katherine was ecstatic."

"Oh, she was," Gregory nodded. "I mean, she tried to cover it up when we first found out, but she did a terrible job. I guess I don't blame her. In fact, it's probably because of Katherine that Elizabeth is adjusting so well."

"It's nice that Elizabeth has someone to help her," Selina said. "I mean, I had no one and we all know about my nutty coo-coo period."

"Yes, we all know," Elijah nodded.

Before Selina could say any more, the doorbell rang and Elijah went to answer it, his jaw dropping a little when he saw Elizabeth and Charlie standing on the doorstep. "Hello, Grandpa," Elizabeth greeted her grandfather. "Did you hear that I'm a vampire now? I assume Daddy told you. I saw his car."

"Yep, I told him," Gregory replied, coming to hug his daughter and shake Charlie's hand. "How are you?" He asked her. "Have you fed today? Do you feel all right?"

"Yes," Elizabeth nodded. "On both accounts. Charlie makes sure I'm fed."

"And you eat from blood bags, right?" Gregory asked.

"Yes!" Elizabeth nodded. "But I would like to go hunting sometime. Just to see what it's like."

"I could take you," Selina offered.

"Selina!" Elijah scolded. "I'm not sure that's such a good idea."

"You can come too if you want, even if it's just to keep an eye on me," Selina replied. "But I think that as long as she is carefully monitored, wanting to learn how to hunt is not an unreasonable request. Of course," she said, giving Gregory a look, "As I am the grandmother and not the mother, it's not really my place to make such a decision. Gregory, what do you think about Elizabeth wanting to learn how to hunt? Yay or nay?"

"Come on, Daddy," Elizabeth said. "Would you be okay with it?"

"It's your choice," Gregory replied. "Just be careful and don't go overboard like I know your mother would."

"All right," Elizabeth said and looked at her grandparents. "When can we go? I want to go as soon as possible."

"What about Friday night?" Selina asked Elijah. "We got anything going then?"

"No, I don't think so," Elijah replied. "We could do it then."

"Wonderful!" Elizabeth shouted. "I can't wait!"

"Me either," Charlie replied. "I've wanted to hunt for ages myself." He paused. "Wait, this won't be like our lame chaperoned date to the apple orchard, will it?"

"That was not lame!" Gregory cried defensively. "I had a great time."

"You're with me," Selina smiled. "It won't be like at the apple orchard. I promise."

"Wonderful," Charlie replied. "We'll see you then.