-Blaine POV Two Days Left.

When Blaine woke up he noticed that Emmett had his eyes closed. He wondered if the vampire was actually sleeping. This was proven to be not true when his voice broke the silence.

"Hey baby, how'd you sleep?" A smile crept across his lips.

"Pretty good I guess. How about you?"

"I wasn't sleeping, I was listening to your heart."

"Does it sound tasty?" Blaine asked joking.

Emmett opened his eyes and looked down at Blaine seriously.

"In all honesty Blaine, not really. I don't mean this as any offense, but you don't smell appetizing to me. Trust me that's a good thing. Bella was the best smelling thing Edward had ever met, and it took all of his control not to kill her. I don't have as much control as he does. If you smelled to me what she does to him..." He cut off and turned his head away.

Blaine reached up and pulled Emmett in for a kiss.

"Em, I believe with all my heart that you would never hurt me." Blaine said this with complete trust. He honestly believed that Emmett would never have the capacity to bite him.

Emmett shook his head though, "Blaine, you have no idea what it's like. Even though I'd like to believe that I would never hurt you in any way. I do fear what could have happened if your blood was appealing to me, especially since I've been around while you were bleeding."

Blaine looked into Emmett's eyes and tried to imagine what it would be like to try and fight him off. It was an odd thought. Odd, but terrifying. To think what would happen if Emmett was abusive like Jacob was painful. Especially because he knew he wouldn't be able to leave. When Jacob was abusive, Blaine had stayed because he was afraid of breaking Jacob's heart. If Emmett had the capacity to be abusive, he would have stayed for love.

Blaine wondered if Emmett had ever lost control before. "Em...have you...?" Blaine had a hard time asking. It seemed like too personal a question, even for two people so close. Emmett didn't need Blaine to ask, he picked up the hint.

"A few times." He said in dark voice. "For the most part when vampires are young they don't have very much control. There were a few people who crossed me at the wrong moment or had a cut lip or something. When I smelled the blood...I couldn't help myself." As he said this he removed his arms from Blaine, in case the latter wanted to run.

Blaine didn't want to run though. He loved Emmett and everyone made mistakes, what was more important was that when Blaine was with the vampire he never felt safer. When he was in Emmett's arms he had never felt more love in all of his life. His heart already belonged to Emmett, nothing would scare him now, especially not things that happened in the past.

Blaine took a hold of Emmett's wrists and placed them so that the vampire was holding him again. He leaned up and gave Emmett a kiss before sitting up on his elbows. With a human it would be uncomfortable with elbows digging into their chest, but Emmett didn't seem to mind.

"Emmett, I'm not condoning murder, it's nearly always wrong." Emmett hung his head, but Blaine continued. "However, I'm not going to hold you responsible for your nature. What's important is that when I looked into your eyes that first day they were amber. You haven't killed humans in a long time, and I know that you would never hurt me. What is it that you told me that night I told you my life story? 'Everyone makes mistakes when they're young?' I think that for vampires, being young includes being a newborn."

Emmett smiled, "I'm just glad that after everything in this world that's a danger to you I'm not one of them."

Blaine pulled himself closer to Emmett, "Well in that case, I'm glad I don't smell good to you."

Emmett laughed, "I didn't say that you don't smell good. You smell sort of like the woods near my childhood home mixed with the scent of cut grass. It's intoxicating, but not in an appetizing way."

Blaine smiled, it was a little odd, to him he just smelled like...well people really don't smell like anything to themselves. It was still nice to know that Emmett wasn't tempted nor repulsed.

"So what are the plans today? Two days left as a human, we could go cliff diving again or mountain climbing or-"

Emmett cut him off with a laugh. "So you think that I'm going to let you spend your last days as a mortal risking your life?"

Blaine smiled, "How will you save me if I'm not in danger?" While it was true that he hated the thought of dying, who didn't like being rescued? Recently, Blaine had been having dreams about a shirtless Emmett saving him from a fire. It wasn't prophetic as he still didn't have his powers back, but the dreams were still nice. They always ended in a way that if they were being filmed the film would need to have an age restriction.

Blaine was not naïve, he knew exactly what these dreams meant. His subconscious was horny, and frankly so was he. He knew that the moment they reached heir honeymoon...wherever it was, they would not be leaving the room for several days. He only hoped that Emmett had booked a place that had some privacy. If not, the neighbors were going to be complaining...and they would know his name.

Emmett responded to Blaine's comment, snapping him out of his thoughts. "Blaine, you know I like seeing you safe, but I prefer you being safe without needing to be saved. It's a lot less nerve wracking if you aren't in danger in the first place."

"Okay, so no dangerous activities. I suppose we could check on Alice and see how's she's going with the plans." Blaine said, tracing his fingers down Emmett's chest.

"Getting in the way of Alice and her plans? That might be considered...dangerous." His voice faltered a little as Blaine's finger reached Emmett's bulge. The organ there started to get hard and for a moment Emmett pulled Blaine into a deep kiss. Blaine reciprocated until Emmett pulled away.

"Must you tempt me every day?" The vampire asked, though his voice wasn't angry, on the contrary Emmett sounded weak. Like he was trying to reign in his instincts to fuck Blaine senseless. Blaine would've been completely happy with that option. However Blaine relented his advancements.

"I guess that I could try and wait a few more days. We'll have to think of something to distract me though, my human hormones are..." He trailed of and leaned over to start kissing Emmett's neck.

Emmett laughed, "Trust me Blaine, it's not human hormones, it's the hormones in general. How's this for a distraction though? I was thinking about you turning last night. I want to avoid putting you through the pain. I know Carlisle says that the morphine will be enough, but I don't think it will." Blaine stopped kissing Emmett's neck to look up into his amber eyes. This was the only downside to turning. It wasn't that he was afraid of pain, but even the ballsiest man alive could be crippled if the pain was bad enough.

"So what are you suggesting?" Blaine asked trying to put on a brave face.

"Well, you need to talk to your father about the spell anyway, I was wondering if I could also talk to him about some sort of spell to numb the pain."

Blaine almost laughed. Why hadn't he thought of it before? There were entire books with spells and potions related to pain relief. He nodded his assent. He really hadn't planned on seeing his father again until his birthday, however if Constantine was willing, he would gladly talk to the man.

Next chapter, we'll be seeing Constantine again.