13) The Defender

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~Fang's POV~ THIS IS THE LAST ONE FOR NOW ;) I PROMISE.

My eyes open when I hear the loud crash of a wave. Where am I? Looking around, I see that I lifted by head off of a sleeping Vincent's shoulder and that we're still on the beach. Geeze, what time is it? Vincent didn't stir as I slip out if his now loosened grip and stretch. Unsure of whether or not to wake Vince up, I decide I want to bug him. I crouch beside him, practically behind, and poke his cheek a dozen times before he stirs, blinking his eyes at ocean in confusion.

"Boo," I whisper in his ear, making hin jump and whip his head around to see me laughing at him. Rolling his eyes with a slight smile, he kisses my cheek and pushes me back onto the sand. Still laughing, I sit back up and brush the sand off of me. "So how're you feeling?"

"Like a teenage girl."

"... Okay, I meant the poison thing."

"I know," he gives me a sly smile before standing. "Shall we get back? I'm sure Alec is producing some very.. Interesting theories of what became of us." I blush and shove his shoulder playfully before grabbing his hand and swinging it to math his teenager mood. It feels so normal to be holding his hand again, my fingers intertwined with his.

"I told you!" Alex yells around a mouthful of toast. "Congrats on the wedding! When's the due date? Boy or girl?" Vincent rolls his eyes and I turn beet red. Idiot.

"Considering we were on a public beach, the events you assume took place most likely did not," Vincent raises an eyebrow. I give him a grateful look and kick Alec's shin.

"Ya nasty!"

"What? I honestly thought that's what happened," he shrugs. "Besides, you two were, like, practically an old married couple when Vincent first showed up in the first place. Little piece of advice, Vin: you get em pregnant before you propose, they're more than likely to say yes."

"... I'll keep that in mind," Vincent replies flatly. I blush again and hit Alec on the head.

"We ain't gettin married, we just fixed things, kinda. Not really, but you get my point."

"Aw, that's adorable," Frill teases. "Now eat. Your toast is already set out. Fang, you like the strawberry jam, right?" I nod and sit down, face heating at Vincent's strange look.

"What?! I like strawberries, got a problem with that?"

"I just did not expect you to be a fruit person," he shrugs.

"Well vegetables are gross," I crinkle my nose. "And ice cream is definitely the reason I'm so awesome. I also have to pee."

"TMI, Fang," Alec teases. "TMI."

"You're so annoying," I roll my eyes and take a bite.

"No, you know what's annoying? PDA." So many abbreviations today, Al.

"Bring it in Vince," I smirk leaning over to kiss his cheek. He chuckles and bumps his nose against mine, mumbling something under his breath. I giggle like a little school girl and hang my hands loosely around the back of his neck.

"Guuuuuuuys! You're making me gaaaaaaag," Alec whines. I laugh and release a very red Vampy. He's so happy today for some reason, I'm starting to think he's high or something. On me. Haha, very funny.

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