*These are three exerts from my story, all romantic of course. But I felt the need to say that these weren't the whole story there is more. Oh and its fantasy-ish too. And I use my name because it was my favorite name when I changed it so I still use it*
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Greg picked Rory up and easily carried her to the couch. It seemed strange, someone so strong could be so venerable. The pain in her face went deeper than what the vampires did to her today.
He'd help her, he decided. She'd need help if she was going to take on the vampire coven. he didn't doubt that she would, her hate for the vampires proved that.
Aside from him also wanting to kill vampires he didn't want to leave her. She was beautiful, intoxicating so. Not to mention the fact that she was fun, exciting, and passionate about her work.
He felt a chill come from around the room and pulled the blanket over her. He took the space heater away from the window and put it near the couch.
She rolled onto her side, hoping it would help her breathe. She felt like she was wearing a corset, a very tight corset. Her breathing was too shallow to move the small amount of blood she had left. Every little movement was like running a hundred miles.
"Greg," she gasped her voice weak.
"Rory?" Greg looked over at her, "Rory, honey, I'm here," he said taking her hand.
She chuckled weakly, "I haven't been called 'honey' for a long time. I-" she stopped and started gasping for air.
"Rory? Rory?" she looked up at him, still gasping, her eyes both full of pain and something Greg didn't quite recognize. "Rory," he kissed her hand, "honey I love you." She couldn't gather enough air to say it back, but her eyes were enough for him.
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Alice's back started to hurt from sitting like that, so she laid back. It felt kind of awkward staring at Thanos's back. But before she could reach up and pull him down he turned around to face her.
"Hey stranger," she nearly whispered.
"Hey," his voice was as low as hers. "Alice there's some-"
"No, I know what you're going to say; I've felt it too, its just because we've been alone in the woods together for three weeks. It was bound t happen eventually."
"Can we establish what 'it' is please?"
"'It is what we're feeling about each other right now."
"You mean love?"
"It's not love."
"What is it then?" he asked and leaned in closer.
"Um... sexual tension from being stuck together."
"No, Alice, it isn't. This is love, and it goes deeper than these last few weeks."
She propped herself up on her elbows, "how much deeper?"
"Alice, my angle, I've loved you since the first time I saw you."
"Really?"
"Really, really."
"I've loved you since the first time we spoke."
Thanos's eyes lit up with delight and he leaned over to kiss her. They laid on the ground for a long time. Alice's head pillowed against his chest with his arm wrapped around her waist.
"You know," he said, "these jeans are starting to grow on me." Alice giggled and looked up at him.
"You know what? I'm getting used to this place, and being here with you." He kissed the top of her head.
"Good, because I am too."
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"Oh come on Sara, you can't ignore whats going on here forever."
"James, nothings going on here." James caught her arm as she tried to leave.
"Yes there is, whether you admit it or not."
"So," she said defiantly, "it doesn't matter. Once we handle the dragon problem I've gotta go back to Illinois, and you've got to stay here!"
"So that's what you're afraid of? What happens when its all over?"
"Its a perfectly good reason to stop this."
"Sara," he took her by the shoulders, "whatever happens tomorrow happen tomorrow." He moved his head to meet her eyes, "but today will never happen again, so why not take it in all its glory? You're so afraid of being hurt you're not even going to try to be happy."
"Why is it so important to you?" She tried to wriggle out of his rock hard grip.
"Because," he said simply.
"Because why?"
"Because I don't want to see you old and alone!"
"Why?" Was she really going to make him say it? The look in her eyes said yes.
"Because... Because I love you! Because I would die without you!"
"I love you too you idiot." The look on his face was shocked. Didn't he see that coming? Good God, he was an idiot. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into a deep kiss.
"Sara Paige Matthews, I love you, and I'm going with you back to Illinois."
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