How difficult for them would it be now that he had been given a second chance at life? How long had it taken for him to fuck that chance up? Not long, but now he had the feeling this was his third and that he was on his last straw. Allison had forgiven him once again, after everything he had put her through. He didn't deserve her.

Kaz turned towards her, thinking for a moment before nodding sowly. ''Of course.'' A faint smile was back on his lips again. But he was afraid to move, afraid to set a step and let it all crumble down again. ''It's fine.'' But was it truly? Neither of them knew what the moning would have in store for them. But couldn't they just focus on the present? The fog finally seemed to have lifted between them, and now they were in the clear they should enjoy it, before a second storm would rip it all to shreds again.

Carefully, he watched every move. He saw how she sat down, laying her head on the backrest of the couch. For a short moment, Kaz frowned. ''Don´t you want to go to bed?'' he wondered out loud, setting a few steps into her direction, but not yet sitting down. Normally, she would be the one telling him that, but now it seemed like he was the one who had to worry.

He was too exhausted to start a discussion about this. After all, he never seemed to beat Allison at that game. And right now, he didn't want to be more of an issue than he already was. Kaz nodded again, finally sitting down on the couch. He wasn't sure if everything was indeed fine, but he would make the most of it. Allison neede him, he saw that now. Kaz didn't know if he could fall asleep, but as soon as he sat down, he could feel how the energy got sucked out of his body. He let out a sigh, but didn't close his eyes, he was afraid that if he did that, the morning would come sooner than he wanted. And right now, everything seemed fine for just a moment. And he wanted to cherish that.

He could feel the weight of her head resting on his shoulder, something inside him told him to pull back, to get out of this situation before it would turn awry, but Kaz stayed where he was. He listened to Allison's breathing, hearing her heartbeat. It was no longer the beat of someone who was scared or afraid, no, it was obvious that she meant this. Kaz kept staring at the ceiling, wrapping an arm around Allison. He didn't reply to her grattitude, but instead, smiled. And he waited, waited until he could feel like he could say the same to her.

It didn't take long for Allison to fall asleep. Her breath steadied and slowed, her heartbeat got down a notch and Kaz was left with the utter silence of the room and his thoughts. Alone. Worried. Those two never went well together. But the fact that Allison was next to him, alive and well and that she was able to give him another chance, was enough for him to continue on.

Eventually, he couldn't sit still anymore. And he knew that falling asleep on a couch would be a hell to wake up on in the morning. So, very carefully, Kaz got up, picking Allison up and letting her rest against his chest. He made his way upstairs, to his bedroom to lay her down on his bed. For a moment he contemplated leaving, to let her rest. But then he remembered the night of her panic attack and he didn't want her to wake up alone. After a few moments Kaz decided to lay next to her, his eyes fixated on the ceiling.

He hadn't expected to fall asleep, at all. After all, vampires didn't need to rest, right? But somehow, his eyed ended up closing and he found himself curling up against Allison, as if he was looking for protection. The darkness that wrapped around him was different from the one he had been feeling these past weeks. This one gave him a sense of safety and a sort of calmness. The fact that Allison was laying next to him, was only making that feeling stronger.

Sleeping was truly a temporary bliss. He enjoyed it, but as soon as he felt Allison's lips touched his forehead, his eyes shot open. How easy it was to wake from thi state now. It felt like he hadn't missed anything, that heh adn't recharged in any way. But laying here, staring right into Allisons face, was enough for him to calm down. It took some time before he remembered what had happened and how they ended up here.

For a moment it felt like it had all been for nothing. That void was tugging at his sleeve again, as some lost lover begging for him to come back. But he pushed it away, concentrated on Allison, and smiled. That was until another feeling came around, the feeling of hunger. Kaz bet that there was a small chance that Mort would have fixed a blood doll for him, which meant he had to look for other rescources. But not.. until he got enough of watching her. Which could take a very long time.

It was difficult for him. Difficult to think of something else but to feed. As a vampire, you couldn't really ''skip'' meals. If you did, well then there was a surprise for you, wrapped in uncleanchable thirst and madness. It was the last thing Kaz wanted Allison to see. He knew he couldn't stay here for long, but he could try to stretch moment as far as he could.
''Hi.'' He whispered on his turn, licking his lips. They were dry and demanded something else than water. No, don't think about it, focus on Allison. She need him right now, she needed Kaz. Not the vampire. But Kaz was afraid to move, scared that with every movement his thirst would grow and he couldn't stop himself anymore. So for now, he lay perfectly still. Watching her.

It hurt. Everything hurt. But not everything was bad hurting, some of it felt good. Like laying here, like the good old days. Now he sounded old. It had been weeks since they had been like this, in bed, like nothing had happened, as if there was no world outside this bedroom. The hearache he felt was horrible. Oh, how he wished to turn back time, how he wanted this to end, to turn back to himself again. But that was not meant to be.

Her words felt like they communicated with his thoughts. He slowly nodded and smiled at her. Indeed. A sigh left his lips as he dared to turn on his back, looking up at the ceiling. Watching her while that hunger was lingering in his chest was probably not a good idea. ''It has been indeed.'' He mumbled, though a strange sort of sadness was lingering in his eyes. And it would be a very long time before it could return to this. If that time would ever come by before Allison.. no. Stop thinking so negatively. But what else did he knew but that?