A/N: thank you so much for the good reviews! I've decided to continue with this story just for you guys. Hopefully you like it!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN VAMPIRE KISSES!

I sprinted down the sidewalk at full speed, my bulky monster boots slamming on the cold cement. I ran hard until I'd finally reached my destination; the cemetery. The sky was covered with rain clouds, causing the night to be even darker than usual.

I walked down the aisles in between the rows of graves until I wandered all the way back to Alexander's grandmother's monument. Sometimes when Alexander and I fight, or something happens and I need to be alone I come here. Alexander always tells me how similar I am to his grandmother and I find comfort being here.

I sat down on the cold grass and leaned against the old baroness's monument. I don't know how long I sat there, it could have been from five minutes to five hours, but eventually it started to rain. I didn't move though, just let the cool water droplets splash onto me.

I lifted my shirt up and lightly placed my fingers on my tiny bump. "I'm sorry," I whispered. "D-daddy isn't going to be here for you." It's probably ridiculous to be talking to something that can't hear you, but it just felt right.

Eventually I just lost all thought, getting pulled into a stupor. I wasn't sleeping but it was similar. Time passed though I still don't know how much did, and the rain kept pouring harder and the temperature getting colder.

At one point I felt strong arms slide under my knees and shoulders, I didn't look up though. They lifted me up and held me against a hard, warm chest.

"This is no place for a mother-to-be," a deep male voice stated. "You'll get sick."

I would recognize that voice anywhere but my mind still couldn't register anything. The man started running down the rows of headstones. Where is he taking me? Before we reached the gate, the whole world faded into black.

I was tucked into a bunch of blankets in an unfamiliar room. Then I recognized it: the living room in the Benson Hill Mansion.

Turning my head I saw Alexander was sitting next to the couch, watching me intently. Quickly I turned my head to face the back of the couch. I didn't want to see him.

"Alexander I have the tea you requested."

"Thank you Jameson, you can leave it on the table right there," Alexander replied softly. I could feel his eyes on me the whole time.

James left and Alexander scooted closer to me. "Raven please look at me."

I turned my head to look at the black haired vampire that seemed to be so worried about me. "What?" It came out harsher than intended and my voice was all groggy.

"What were you thinking?" He didn't yell it but you could tell he was angry with me.

What is he talking about? He has no reason to be mad at me. Now I'm really pissed. "What are you talking about?"

Alexander was already on his feet, pacing again. "It's freezing cold outside, raining, and you just decide to sit out there for a few hours? What is wrong with you? You could have gotten hypothermia or something!"

I glared at him. "What's it to you anyway? Why do you care what happens to me?"

He stopped pacing and looked at me. "Why do I care? Why wouldn't I care if you hurt yourself?" my knight of the night came and knelt in front of me. "I care because I love you…. Both of you," he added, placing his hand over my stomach. Even through the three layers of blankets on me I could feel the electric shock from his touch.

I really didn't know what to say. I mean, we tell each other 'I love you' all the time, but this was different. It had more meaning.

"I thought you weren't ready for this."

"I don't know if I am but that doesn't mean I'm just going to leave you to go through this alone. I couldn't do that to you… or our baby."

My face turned beet red and he obviously noticed because he asked, "what?"

I smiled a little. "I know it's childish but I like the way you say 'our baby'."

He chuckled and kissed my forehead. "Well I love saying it."

I started to sit up but my whole body was extremely stiff.

"Why am I so stiff?"

"Probably because you were sitting in the cemetery for two hours and have been sleeping on this couch for one."

"Oh." I managed to sit up despite my sore muscles, letting the blankets slide down to my waist. I noticed I was no longer wearing my own clothes. I had on one of Alexander's sweatshirts and his black pajama bottoms. He must have changed me out of my soaked clothes.

"Here drink this." Alexander picked up the mug that Jameson had recently brought in and handed it to me. It was warm between my hands. I took a small sip. I didn't realize how cold I was until I felt the warmth from the drink spread throughout my whole body. It tasted sweet with a little spice mixed in. It was delicious.

It was silent between us as I sipped my tea.

"I-I'm sorry." I sad quietly breaking the silence.

My Gothic Guy stared up at me with a startled expression. "for what?"

"For running out of here so suddenly and sitting in the freezing rain. You were right to be mad at me. I could have hurt myself. Sometimes I have to remind myself that I can't be so reckless anymore."

Alexander took my hand in both of his. "I wasn't mad at you. I was just so worried as to what might have happened to you. Do you know how scared I was when your parents called asking where you were? I told them you were at Becky's for the night and then went over there myself to see if you were there. When she said no I searched all of Dullsville for you. My heart broke once I'd found you in the cemetery, lying by my Grandma's grave. You were soaking wet and shivering like crazy. It took me a while to get you to stop shivering."

I peeled the blankets off of me. "Well now I'm starting to get a little hot." I said. Then I slid off the couch and onto Alexander's lap, kissing him once I got comfortable. "I'm sorry I worried you so much. I'll try not to be so reckless anymore."

He rested his head on my shoulder. "It's alright." we sat there in silence for a while.

I felt Alexander's hands slide up under my sweatshirt and rest them on my slightly rounded tummy. "So we're really having a baby."

I put my hands on his. "Yup, we're gonna have a little Goth baby around," I giggled. It's going to be so cute!

"You know we're going to have to tell your parents soon," he informed me.

Oh crap! They're going to kill me!