It's time for the airplane bathroom flashback sequence. YAY!!!!!!

Cue Wayne and Garth. Doodle, ooodle, oo, Doodle, oodle, oo, Doodle, oodle, oo. (hehe) I was in such a silly mood writing this. I also wrote in Mattie's POV for a different perspective on the scenario.

I do not own any of the characters from Southern Vampire Mysteries. They all belong to Charlaine Harris. Bless her for sharing them with us. Mattie is my very own.

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Chapter 19

We were about half-way to Vegas when I started feeling a bit better about my situation as a whole. I looked over at Bill sitting calmly next to me, deep in thought. I nuzzled my head up against his cheek, sliding my hand up and down his thigh. I could tell he was trying to ignore me. Based on the bulge in his pants, it wasn't working too well for him.

He still hadn't looked at me, but I wasn't giving up. I scooted a little bit closer to him, lifting up the arm rest between us. Bill's never exactly been the PDA type. Lately, I had been trying to convert him. I wasn't holding my breath.

To my complete surprise, he rose from his seat and held his hand out to me. I grabbed a hold and he pulled me up to him, leading me toward the front of the plane.

"Bill, where are we going?"

There are only so many places on a plane that you can actually go to and leave the main cabin. I was fairly certain neither of us held a pilot's license, so that left only one option. I looked back at Pam and winked.

"In here. We need to....talk." He opened the bathroom door and we stepped inside, locking it behind us. I couldn't help it. I started laughing at the absurdity of it all. It was just so blatant.

"What do you mean we have to 'talk'. People don't go into airplane bathrooms together just to talk Bill." I was working to undo his belt between giggles.

"Please, wait a moment. I have an idea I need to discuss with you."

He's got to be kidding me, right? He really does want to talk to me. Seriously? I momentarily deflated until he began to speak.

"There is one more idea I have been mulling over in my head. I wasn't sure whether I should broach the subject with you, but it may be all we have left to insure you will be allowed to stay with me."

If a Vampire could be described as looking nervous, I would say that was how Bill looked right at that moment.

"Hold that thought."

I bumped my body into the wall, smacked my palm against the mirror, and let out a low moan. Bill just looked at me like I was crazy.

"What on Earth are you doing?"

I shrugged my shoulders.

"We don't want them to suspect we're in here plotting do we? I thought I'd add some authenticity." I shrieked his name for good measure and then stood intently waiting for him to speak. He grinned and resumed our conversation.

"Frankly I am at a loss about how to even ask this of you." He took my hands in his. I kicked the wall in an effort to keep up appearances.

"Cut to the chase Bill. This bathroom isn't big enough for them to believe that we're screwing in here for very long."

"Mattie, you're making this difficult for me. MATTIE!" He said my name loudly the last time. That's the spirit Bill.

"I love you. I don't want you to leave me. Ever. I think it would be a good idea......if we......"

WHOAH! Slow down there cowboy. Where was he going with this anyway? My brain was running a mile a minute. Uh oh.

Oh Bill, for the love of God, do NOT kneel down! I don't want this moment in my life to occur in an airplane lav somewhere over New Mexico. I smacked my heel into the wall loudly.

"Bond with me Mattie. Drink from me again and I will from you. I want to be with you forever anyhow and this will help to insure that is possible."

He may as well have slapped me, that's how shocked I was.

"You're kidding me right? Do you think that would actually work? We don't even know what that would mean for me. Physiologically speaking that is. You can't be serious?"

He was visibly upset by my response, but I couldn't help it. It's not like I didn't love him and could conceivably spend the rest of my days with him, I just didn't want either of us to make this choice as a knee jerk reaction.

"Would you rather I had asked you to marry me? Here, in a miniature bathroom?"

"No. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound put off by it. I'm just surprised that's all. Are you sure that's what you want Bill? Marriage we can take back. This is not something we can take back even if you change your mind."

"I know that and I promise you I will never change my mind. I will love you until the end of my days. I would do this without a moment's hesitation if you agreed."

I didn't know what to say. I didn't exactly have time to think it over. I grabbed his face and pulled him to me, giving him a long hard kiss.

"Baby, you never cease to amaze me. I love you."

I grabbed onto the counter, pulling myself to sit, still making sure I was moving around as loudly as possible. Bill settled himself between my knees and I wrapped my legs around the back of him.

"Bill honey, you better make this worth my while."

I knew he would. He had made everything worthwhile again. In the short time that had passed, he had blown into my life and put my broken pieces back together.

He held me close to him, kissing me softly on the cheek first and then again on my lips. He was so beautiful, so perfect. We were so perfect. Somehow knowing that I was his could make this moment wonderful no matter where we were.

I hugged him to me, licking and sucking on his earlobe. I could feel him pressing against my leg so I unbuttoned his pants, reaching in to rub my hand along him. He groaned for real this time, his hand wandering down to feel my wetness.

Bill pushed my panties aside, rubbing his fingers along either side of my entrance teasing me. I was growing impatient. Grabbing his hard length, I positioned him in front of me and slid myself down. This time it was me that let out the real moan.

There I sat with Bill inside of me, not even moving. We stared in each other's eyes, losing ourselves in the moment. He began moving slowly in and out and placing tiny kisses along my neck. I was completely, utterly his for the taking. I couldn't possibly have considered my life having turned out any other way.

Bill bit himself on the inside of his wrist and placed the wound in front of my mouth. I locked my lips around it, sucking the blood like a starving man. When he was satisfied that I had taken enough, he pulled his arm away. I was licking the blood from my lips.

"Your turn." I said to him pulling my sweater up over my head. He bit down into the top of my breast and began to drink while I kissed the top of his head. He began to move faster inside of me bringing me up to the edge and then watching me crest and ride out the warm velvety shocks of release. He met his climax only a moment later, licking the little wounds on my chest while erupting inside of me.

We spent only a few moments holding each other before setting ourselves to rights.

"Mattie, when we present you to the king, follow my lead. I am confident you will be able to anticipate what I need you to do. Don't under any circumstance show him your increase in strength from having my blood."

"I don't feel any different anyway Bill. How long will it take until I start noticing a difference?"

"I have no idea sweetheart. I have never been bound to anyone before. This is new to me as well. Don't worry yourself about it now, we'll figure it out together."

I squeezed his hand tightly, satisfied with his answer.

"I'm really glad we can't have children Bill." He gave me a sideways glance.

"Where did that come from?"

"I'm just saying. Telling my daughter that her father and I committed ourselves to each other in a bathroom 30,000 feet above Albuquerque isn't the most romantic story I could imagine."

Bill hugged me to him, his laughter rumbling through his chest.

"I'm happy I helped you avoid the embarrassment my dear. Ready?"

I nodded and he unlocked the door.