A.N. Believe it or not, the chapter before this was originally the last chapter in the fic. But I re-read it and felt it was too much of a cliff-hanger. So to avoid being hunted down and tortured I decided to finish out with this (very short) chapter. I hope I wasn't too much of a disapointment.

A Little Romance

Jon tore down the steps and into the front living area of the nest. He nearly tripped when he saw Crisslyn sitting on the couch beside Nicole. Kyle sat in a chair off to one side and Shane was standing behind Nicole. Crisslyn's face was hidden by her hair until she looked up at him. He could see it in her eyes…

"We're gonna give you some privacy." Nicole stood up to leave with Kyle and Shane following. As soon as they were gone Jon sat beside Crisslyn.

"You drank." He started but she cut him off.

"Yeah." She looked him in the eyes. "I did it to be with you. I love you."

"Oh God, Crisslyn I love you too." He sounded breathless. He took her hands and kissed them. She wrapped her arms around him and let him pull her close.

"Nic says I'm not done yet. I still have to make my first kill. Will you help me?" She spoke softly in his ear. He pulled away to look at her face.

"You mean she didn't tell you?"

"Tell me what?" A black cloud began to swirl around her pupils and Jon knew she was beginning to feel the thirst.

"I knew that if you decided to turn you would need your first kill to mean something. Other wise you might not be able to go through with it. So I kept you a present." He took her hand and led her towards the closet near his room. As he took the lock off the door he glanced back at Crisslyn. Her eyes were narrowed in confusion but when he opened the door her eyes quickly widened. Jon continued to watch her trying to gauge her reaction. Her eyes narrowed again, but this time a wicked smile broke across her face.

"Oh, Jon." She spoke slowly. "How romantic." Her face began to contort as she walked towards the closet. Jon could hear Mark screaming but he did not enter the closet. He smiled when he heard the sound of flesh ripping open and the scent of fresh blood filled the air. He still did not go in. This was something she had to do alone. The screaming died down after several minutes. He was vaguely surprised it had taken her so long.

When she finally emerged from the closet her hands were wiping blood off of her cheeks. Her pale blue shirt and jeans were splattered with blood and her eyes were now completely black.

"Mmmmhhh," she moaned. "That felt so good." She seemed to be talking to herself. She stumbled slightly and Jon helped her to a sink.

"You need to be careful, if you drink too much it makes you feel drunk." He helped her wash away the blood and flecks of skin that dotted her face.

"I guess I have a lot to learn."

"You also need to get out of these bloody clothes."

"I might need help." Her wicked smile returned as she led his hand to the zipper on her jeans.

Four Nights Later

Jon traced the curve of Crisslyn's lower lip with his fingers. He found the best way to wake her was to tickle her face. She twitched and opened her eyes.

"Hello Sweetness." He whispered while nuzzling his face against her ear. Looking into her eyes and seeing the smile form on her face made the past few weeks feel like another lifetime. This was his life now, and she was his love. He leaned down and gently kissed the tip of her nose.

As the two rose from their sleeping place to join the others in the middle room Crisslyn caught sight of Kyle watching her.

"Something on your mind?" She asked playfully.

"Just wondering how anyone could have possibly tamed Jon."

"It's called love, bro. You'll find out soon enough." Jon said smirking.

"Yeah, we need to find a girl for you now." Nicole added. Shane just shook his head.

"Just one?" Kyle had to duck to avoid being hit by a rather large book. He had a faint suspicion he knew who threw it.