The Random Vampire Story [1]

"Colt!" she shouted excitedly and started sobbing harder, "I'm so sorry," she said at least a thousand more times, "I didn't mean too, I just thought the gun would come in handy if the werewolves showed up and then it went off and shot you and I thought I had killed you."

Any further apology and explination was cut off as Colt crushed her against him holding her tight and assuring her that he was alright.

Colt-


Colt stroked Caiden's hair as he tried to reassure her that it was fine. It was just an accedent. She kept muttering sorry over and over and over. He finnally tilted her head up so that she was looking up at him. He kissed her, when he pulled away he put his finger on her lips to silence her.

"It was a simple mistake. It would've come in handy if any werewolves showed up, yes. Now let's just forget it ever happened." He smiled taking his finger off her lips and kissing her gently again.

"But that hole in your side..." She whispered,

"Will go away in good time." He smiled, "You wouldn't happen to have a shirt big enough for me to wear though would you?"

"I think so," she said. "Slade does his laundry here sometimes, and I'll steal some of his t-shirts as payment."

"Clever," Colt laughed.

"Stay here I'll go get one."

She stood up and walked away.

Colt looked at the hole in his chest, it had punctured a lung, a fatal shot if he wasn't a vampire. He sniffed to see if there were any werewolves around, but there weren't any. Caiden walked back over tossing him a shirt that had belonged to Slade. He pulled it on. It was tight on him because he was more broad shouldered and muscualr then Slade was.
"Thanks." HE smiled,

Caiden smiled back and sat down with him after her pulled the shirt on. "I'm sorry I shot you," she said again.

"You said that at least a hundred times already."

"Two hundred if you count the times I said it while you were unconcious. Still doesn't stop the fact that I am sorry."

"Well it is fine, so forget it happened." He smiled pulling her towards him. "We'll need to get back soon. If you want you can wash your clothes at my place if you don't finish them all here."






**Sorry it's short**

"I think I can jam them into two loads," Caiden said smiling, she stood up and shoved as much as she could into one load and then went and shoved some more into her bag. When it was signaled that the load was done she switched them over and went back down stairs to where Colt was.


*just as bout as short but all I've got, and got time for.*

"One more load and we're done." Caiden smiled plopping down on the couch next to him. Colt streched his legs out and looked down at Caiden.

"Alright." He smiled,



**All I got**

Caiden yawned and laid her head down on Colt's lap, feeling strangely tired again.

"Tired?"

She nodded, "But I've slept an awful lot lately though..."

*Tis all I have at the present.*

"Maybe your just tired, you never know." Colt smiled at the dryer dinged to tell them the laundry was done. "Let me help you get that stuff folded and lets get back to the apartment."

"Don't need to fold them," Caiden smiled, and got up, "I only need a couple pairs of jeans and some underwear."

She shoved them all into her bag and a couple t-shirts.

"There." She yawned and leaned against Colt as they walked out to the car. She could hear Colt sniffing the air, probably for werewolves.

"Lets get moving, they are close." Colt said helping her into the truck. He started the engine and drove off towards his apartment. When he looked over at Caiden her eyes were fluttering open and closed, Something was wrong wih her. He could tell , she wasn't supposed to be this tired all the time and she was doing that much stuff. He would need to see if Brent from next door knew what was wrong with her.

Caiden nearly fell asleep in the car, she drew her knees up to her chest and rested her chin on her knees.

"When we get back to my apartment I'll have Brent check you out."

Caiden turned and looked at him, "which Brent?"

"The pre-med human Brent."

"Oh!" Caiden sighed, "Brenty!"

"Brenty?" Colt asked looking at her with a raised eyebrow, when did she get to know him well enough to call him Brenty?

"Brenty's cute like he is," she grinned, "defiently more cute than the vampire Brent."

He looked over at her breifly and then back to the road. They were nearing the building.