Caroline woke before Sam did, her head nestled against his chest. She could heard his heart pumping in his chest like a bass drum. She felt the blood rushing to her eyes before she sat up on the edge of the bed with her teeth locked in place. she didnt have to look to know her fangs had dropped. She slipped out of the room feeling like her skin was going to crawl away. She quickly made her way to the bathroom finding her work out clothes folded neatly on the bottom shelf.

Caroline threw her hair up into a messy bun before pulling on her sports bra and shorts. She didn't even bother with shoes, it's not like her feet would hurt. She went into her spare room stabbing a finger at the power button on her tredmill.

Sweat beaded on her forehead as she pushed the speed up even through 2 walls she could still hear his heart as if it was next to her, but the running helped her focus. She knew she would need to be careful. The more she drank, the more she wanted to drink.

Caroline tried to focus on her feet making contact with the machine. Even through her determination is was as if another part of her brain was focused of the muscle pumping Sam's life force through his body. She head the blankets russle and the soft spinging sound of his weight lifting off the bed, "Care?" he called having realized she wasnt in the bed room.

Sam followed the sound and found her turning up the tredmill again, "Running at 8 am? Your downstairs neighbors must love you," he said.

Caroline eyes him standing there in his underwear, his blood dried on his chest. She couldn't even appreciate the beauty in him. hereyes folloed the trail of blood up his throat seeing the blood pulse under the skin, "You should probably shower," she said curtly

Sam followed her eyes and then looked at her, "Does it bother you?" he asked arching a curious brow.

"A little, yeah," Carline said in a way that got through to him this wasn't a joke. her eyes focused on the wall infront of her.

Sam nodded understanding her discomfort, and with out another word he headed for the bathroom. Caroline counted her foot falls as she ran she was up to almost a thousand when he returned clean and with pants on, "I didn't think," he said walking over to the treadmill.

"I'm fine, just hungry," she said.

"If you need,"

"No" she said, "I need food-food like chips and maybe some doughnuts or pancakes, I need to sublimate," she said turning off the treadmill. "I need to not drink so much so fast, it makes us a little rabid," she said with a strained laugh before jumped grabbing the bar she had fixed to the ceiling.

Sam Realized she was trying to keep from eating him. He smiled, "Bet I can do more pull ups then you," he said.

Caroline dropped to the floor resting her manicured hands on her hips, "Are you insane?" she asked.

"What?"

Caroline eyed his muscles, "You might be strong but you aren't that strong," she said with a smile. Part of her welcomed the distraction

"Then bring it on," he said grabbing the bar lifting his feet off the floor.

"Sasquatch," She muttered.

"I heard that," he said.

"Really?" She said giving him a mocking look, "shocking," she teased and joined him on the pull up bar.

"3… 2… 1… GO!" Sam said and they were off

Caroline pretended to struggle but it was easy.

Sam's feet dropped to the floor after 30. His hands rested at his side, "I give, you win," he said breathless.

Caroline smiled feeling a lot better she did about 10 more just showing off before dropping. "I always win," she said.

Sam cupped her face and kissed her wrinkling his nose, "You are all Sweaty,"

Caroline pretended to be offended, "Look who's talking," she said and stood on her toes and kissed him,

"Why don't I grab breakfast and you take a bath," he said wrapping his arms around her waist

"I like the sound of that," She said giving him one more quick kiss be for heading to the bathroom.

Caroline filled the large claw foot tub she had installed a few weeks prior. She looked at the bottles that lined a shelf and added some oils she liked as a little bubble bath before stripping and climbing in. She sank into the warm water and scents of rose and lavender permiated her every pore.

She closed her eyes trying to relax when heard him return and she realized she had lost track of time and started getting out as he poked his head in the door, "You just relax, take your time," he said with a goofy grin that made her heart skip.

"Ok," She said sinking back into the water. Sam was gone just as quick and she heard him banging around in to kitchen, "Are you cooking?" she called and everything went silent and his heart picked up speed. Caroline bit her lip laughing softly.

"Uh, No?" He said making it sound as if he was unsure him self

"Do you need help?" She asked humor coloring her tone.

"No, no you stay there," He said quickly, "I've got this," he said softly clearly talking to himself he didn't think she could hear that.

Caroline closed her eyes leaning her head back against the tub. She listened to more banging and muttered cuss words a little longer till she worried for the state of her kitchen. She climbed out of the tub grabbing a towel; she pulled on her robe once she was dry and let the water out of the tub. She walked silently towards the kitchen, she saw him setting the plates on the table.

"She is going to laugh," Sam muttered softly.

Caroline peeked at the plates seeing a piece of eggshell from here, "That is almost guaranteed," She said and pressed her hand to her mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

Sam turned around quickly laughing nervously, "Caroline, you're not in your bath, I was-"

"Making breakfasting," She said.

"Trying, possibly failing," He said glancing at the plates nervously before his eyes came back to her.

Caroline's face softened, "Sam," she said walking over to him and touched his cheek, "You are very sweet, thank you," she said and stood on her toes and kissed his lips.

Sam smiled, "Sit I'll get the orange juice," he said pulling out her chair.

Caroline blushed slightly and sat down, and, while he was gone, quickly picked all the egg shells out of their eggs, "This smells good," she said when he came back.

"Lets hope it tastes good," he said, "I'm more a fast food joint kind of guy,"

Caroline carefully scooped some of the eggs on her fork taking a bite, "well," she said softly decding it really wasn't as bad as she was expecting, "I've had worse," she said.

Sam smiled, "Really?" he asked taking a bite making a face, "how do you mess up eggs? These taste awful."

Caroline laughed and shook her head, "It could be worse I promise. Why don't you grab a shower I'll clean up and we can go out for breakfast," She said.

Sam smiled and nodded, "Yeah that seems like the safer bet." He said and kissed her cheek, "I'm sorry," Sam said softly. Caroline smiled, "Don't even worry about it," she said and started scraping the food into the trash before loading the dirty dishes into the dish washer.

Caroline wandered a few minutes before making her way to the bed room to find something to wear. She settled on her skinny jeans before grabbing her high waist yellow blouse, loving how the fabric felt against her skin. Sam came in in a clean pair of dark wash blue jeans and his typical plaid shirt.

"You look cute," He said tugging at the lace hem of her blouse.

Caroline playfully slapped his hand, "don't you dare rip my shirt," she smiled and kissed his lips softly, "Pancakes?" she asked.

Sam smiled, "Sounds perfect in my book," he said.