So I'm posting again like I promised I would this week (hey it's a Friday)! And I'm no longer sick, which is good, and thanks to everyone who sympathized with me! It was sweet and I think it helped. -laughs- But I cant say being sick was all bad. Whenever I wasn't 'dying'(lol) I would get this itch to write, so I figured I'd just start a oneshot or something and if it didn't turn out (I was sick... duh) then I'd just keep it as a good laugh. Ah well, it turns out that it is one of my favorite things I've written so far! I'm extremely happy with it (which if you knew me, would tell you something). All I'm going to say about it is: it's Dracula doing what he does best. End of story.

Speaking of end of story! We are drawing to a close here soon (not this one). I'm going to miss writing them. -tear- Alright enough from me...

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The war is finally over and your father came back for me, just like his word... as always.

We flew back to the castle: home. It seemed like it took forever; thank goodness we're back! Everything is falling into its normal and rightful routine of life again, well, undead life.

Your father does have some 'injuries', deep werewolf cuts and gashes but nothing that wont heal with time. I think they look terrible but he just laughs it off and says it's nothing... which it probably is nothing to him, after all, he has literally been through hell and I have not.

He says I've gotten bigger too, meaning with you of course, which I have but because you are with me all the time I don't see it as drastic. Though when I look down I don't see myself anymore... I see you.

Darling, you have changed me in so many wonderful ways, I cant even begin to tell you!

Your father tells me I am more beautiful because I have you, that I glow, that I have a light about me only the living possess. I don't doubt it, I am so very happy.

You grow stronger everyday, so strong, sometimes when you move it hurts me. You also move to mine and your father's voice... and his touch.

As much as he doesn't say it, I can tell he cares great about you. I know this because he treats me differently than he use to.

Don't misunderstand me. He has never treated me badly, it's just now he is more careful and protective. He is constantly telling me to rest more and bringing me fresh blood to feed on.

Honestly, I enjoy the attention. Though I'm not sure I need the special care... but that wouldn't matter, he would insist on it this way.

I think he'll be a good father. Only, you cant expect affection from him (specially if you are a boy). He doesn't show affection, nor will you ever hear him use the word 'love' for he believes most of his feelings have been dead for a long time. But I will tell you child, that he might not realize they are there, but they are.

Sometimes when you least expect it, you can look into his eyes, like they are the windows to his undead soul, and catch a glimpse of how deep a person he is.

But never more than a glimpse.

I know I sound like an over-adoring bride but I cant help it. I love him. Just as much as I love you.

Like he brought me out of my cruel life... with your birth, you will raise me in the eyes of other vampires. No longer will I be whispered and talked about as your father's 'peasant bride'. I'll be more than that.

I love you both so much... with all my heart, with every fiber of my being... with my very existence.

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Reviews are cherished, loved, adored, and reread WHENEVER I feel down (I swear I do it too). So... yeah...PWEASE!