Morals Of Vampire {#3}

Epilogue

[Epilogue]

Many Years Later

Kieran 'Kay' Gallagher touched down once more on the tarmac of the land of the Free, grinning from ear to ear at the eagerness to see the bunch of people that he now regarded as family. Of course, this 'family' of his was actually the family of his beautiful wife, but no one cared about the semantics. Family was still family, and what mattered the most was that they had accepted him, and he accepted them likewise.

"Gosh." Vanda Gallagher said. "I forgot how fast time flew. It's been years since we came back."

"To be painfully honest," Kay grinned as they weaved through the human crowd to reach the checkpoint, "we haven't come back since when we left."

"Yes, and whose fault is it?" Vanda's sarcastic reply was still fresh for him, but he didn't lose his grin. He didn't regret taking this beautiful woman that walked beside him –completely didn't regret stealing her from their family.

They had gotten married away from Vanda's homeland, but vampires didn't exactly need papers or marriage certificates. They could have gotten married anywhere; as long as they promised themselves to each other.

Still, Kay remembered sitting in a hotel room with his newly-wed wife, the phone put on speaker on the low table between the both of them as she announced their new status. Kay remembered clearly grinning like an idiot when the silence of shock and understanding came from the other side of the line, then there had been a cacophony of sounds. Louis had been congratulating, Dante had been going crazy, Roger-Luc had been gushing, and Lexi had been asking a million questions... Basically it had been a stupid mess on the other side of the telephone call.

"Mine." Kay answered his wife's sarcastic question. "But I don't regret it."

"Incorrigible." Vanda scoffed, but they separated as they got into the queue with the rest of the human crowd to reach the checkpoint.

In all honesty, Vanda had never expected herself to go through something called a 'checkpoint' in her life. In her human years, she had never gotten enough money nor time to go overseas for leisure. Then, in her vampire years, she had been stuck with the North American Council, being first a Producer in Parthenon Studios, then a President in Devaux Studios. She had had no chance to go overseas, and even if she had wanted to, all she needed was to teleport with a picture in mind. Taking an airplane and going through customs had been something that she hadn't thought was something that could be part of her life.

But since leaving Washington with Kay, airplanes, trains, buses and all sorts of other transportation were becoming a norm for her. In fact, she hadn't teleported in such a long time that Vanda wasn't very sure if she remember how to anymore. Kay had been right; the most interesting stories of travels always came about during the travel, not at the destination.

Like Kay, Vanda regretted nothing since her departure from her homeland. The States had been where she had been born, where she had learnt about all sorts of things. But since travelling around the world with Kay, she had enjoyed herself like never before. The need to be free had finally manifested itself perfectly in her, and Vanda had finally understood what it completely meant to be free, to be a traveler. She might have missed her title as a vampire of the North American Coven, or even someone on the Council, but a title of the traveler alongside her husband suited her the best.

Vanda regretted nothing at all.

The pause on their conversation was removed when both of them cleared the checkpoint easily, Vanda refusing the urge to giggle a little headily when the year printed on the passport that she held said that she was born only twenty five years ago. She had had the passport changed just recently with Kay, stating that both of them were residents of the country that they had now landed in. Vanda figured that it technically wasn't a lie even though she hadn't been back home in ages.