Celeste was at her desk thinking about Marshal when she heard three taps on her door " It better not be you Landon O'Marrah. " She growled as she got up from her chair and walked to the door. But when she opened it, no one was there. She closed it again and thought for a minute. A smile came to her. " Marshal. Of course. But why would he not want to stay. Prolly shy type she thought. " Well. If he doesnt want to come into my apartment.. then I will have to go into his" She chuckled.

She grabbed her key and left down one flight of stairs and into the hallway. As she walked down the hall, she could hear a TV going. " There you are, Marshal Black". She stopped at his door, like he did hers and tapped three times. " Marshal Black... I know it was you who knocked... open the door. Time to have a little vampire to vampire chat". Celeste waited on the wall in front of his door. Thinking of what she would have to tell him. And why she even invited him over to his place. It was a risk she was willing to take. " Please, Marshal?"

He sat in his vintage chair, still in the comfort cloths and mindlessly watching what was on the TV, amd the bug on the wall behind it. Bored out of his mind. He kinda felt like burning something but kept that under check as it was normally frowned apon to do such a thing. He remembered the only part he liked about growing up was fire pits. The flames just dancing. The memories being slightly trance like he snapped out of it as he heard a knock on his door. At first he thought someone aas filing a noise complaint because he literally threw a chair against a wall so he wasn't going to move. Then he heard he voice. Now why is she here? He waited still to see if it was urgent or not amd decided it was as she did in fact use his full name and at the very end sound like she was pleading or desperate. He got up and tried not to make a sound as he looked threw the peep hole just to verify. And it was in fact Celeste. He opened the door slowly and nodded his head to welcome her in. "You can Just call me Marshall you know. No need for last name. Makes me sound a lot more formal then I currently look." He chuckled again as he mentioned the comfort cloths he was in. "Please. Make yourself comfortable, if I can get you any water don't hesitateto ask." He knew there wasn't much in his apartment, just the bare minimum. Other sitting arrangements in his living room besides his chair was a solid black been bag.

Celeste walked into his nearly empty apartment. Just a few chairs and a bean bag. "Water would be great. Thanks" Celeste said sitting in the soft bean bag. " Marshal. I want to know why you came to my partment door and didnt stay. I'm not upset or anything I just was wondering why you didnt stay." Her golden eyes fixed on his. Does he know im part human.. is that why he asked for water? " Thats not why I came here though. The real reason why im here is because I wanted to let you know someone is coming over on the 14th. You might hear an argument in the hallway. His name is Landon O'Marrah. You prolly dont recognize the name, but you might recognize him in person.. you know from the war. I'll explain more about him later.

She sat in his room for a while, not wanting to leave him alone again. Like she did on the roof. " I want to know more about the war from your point of view and why you think im an enemy. I know I'm your enemy. But thats beside the point. I tried to end that war, Marshal. I never wanted to be in it. But what could I do but follow orders.

She was quiet for some time before standing up and paced the room, hands around her waist. Deep in concertration.

Finding it odd how she accepted the water as Vampires didn't need it and it was more to be nice. He went into the kitchen behind the bar counter top an poured some tap water in a cup and watched as she sat down in the bean bag chair. He brought out the water and handed it to her before just standing against the wall and not sitting. He could feel her eyes following him like everyone else's. From where he walked, how far away he was, to if his hands where reaching into his pockets. He gave a light laugh at her concern to him simply knocking on her door. "To be frank it's simply because I felt like it." He lied. Albeit he lied well. He knew what the trueth was. He just didn't want to say it out loud. I thought you would want to know I made it inside alright. And immediately after the thought went threw his head he regreted it, knowing she could in fact read his thoughts. As As her tone got serious his eyes finally met hers in a sort of silent rage, like a calm before all hell broke loose. He could feel his voice shake as he spoke deeply. Like when a father is mad at their son to the point of calmness, when the child really knows their going to get it. "If I even think that something could happen, you won't even see me come and him dissappeare. You'll just suddenly be alone in the corridor." He fell gracefully into sitting with his legs crossed on the floor in front of her. He continued and tried to remove someone the intensity from his tone. "Especially if he is who I think he may be." He came to a silence as his head hung amd his hair fell into his face again. "Their are few individuals who are my 'enemy', as we where all just following orders" He quoted her. "Mainly those who ordered us to fight. The ones who where safe in their cozy offices in their suits with twenty or so gaurds. Those are my enemy" He grabbed her hand to make a point with his next statement. "You are not my enemy." He smirked at then end and let go of her hand and laid went to lay down on the floor. The carpet not having any smell at all.

Celeste let him touch and hold her hand for a few seconds before wrapping around herself again, like she was cold. Yes Marshal. I can read your thoughs in your mind. " So do think that I can't tell if you are lying or not.I've been around every liar on this planet. Even dated them. But I could never imagine a handsome vampire like you to lie to a parentless gal like me" She shivered at the mention of her dead parents. She turned away from looking at his eyes to looking at the floor. thanks for realizing im part human, Marshal. Celeste was glad that she wasn't marshal's enemy.But there was one who was trully her enemy. Landon O. Marrah.

" So you do know who he is then, right, Marshal?" celeste asked quietly. " Then you dont have to hear me tell you what hasbeen going on between us" Seeing that he was just letting her speak, she told him about Lanodn.

" Landon O'Marrah is... or shall I now say.. was my soon-to-be mate before the war. But the war changed all that and we had to fight. What I didnt know, Marshal, was that he fought on the opposite side. He killed my parents, Marshal! Have you an idea what dreams I have every night now? I think of their bodies in deep red blood, among ten thousand others. And I was the only survivor!"

Then she paused when she heard him mention her being alone in the hallway. " he's evil, Marshal. He would murder you like he did my parents. Maybe you should come and help out. But that is up to you of course"

She met his eyes once more before realizing she held an empty cup of water. She put it down before standing up, heading for the door.

" The 14th is two days away, Marshal. Remember that" And with that, Celeste ran oout of the apartment and headed for her roof to try and keep herself under control. Damn it. I forgot to mention I was going to be out of town for a few days. Then the thought of food got the best of her. " Looks like human food today". She then got to the ground and blended with the humans and walked off to look for food.

He could only watch from his spot on the floor as his eyes got wide with pity and alarm. At first he was pissedshe was in his head again. He hated that. He wanted his thoughts to be his own. He didn't want to be careful about what he both thought and said. But he quickly ignored and pushed that away as she was getting animated. She was on the verge of actually crying. And she drank the water. It was becoming to much for him all at once. If he could he would've taken a breath. But she was taking breaths. He could here her breathing. But no heart beet. He stood up and rubbed the corners of his eyes, becoming stressed. He made a quick decision to make a small joke to try and ease the tension. "I doubt I'm the attractive one here." He laughed uncomfortably at himself. Way to go your corny moron. He slammed his back against the wall as she raised her voice in anguish. He couldn't relate to loosing his parents the way she had. He left his by choice.

He slid from the wall, to the floor as his head hung. Like he was being lectured for something he did even though he didn't do it. He wasn't to blame. And still he took it. He felt himself changing, knowing how uncharacteristic it was of him to be doing nothing in return. Finally he looked up at her. His voice had hushed now to hardly a wisper. "I'm sorry you have to relive that every night. Burdened with horror and tragedy every time you close your eyes." Rubbing his neck he continued calmly. "I'm sorry I lied to you just then. Even if you can hear the truth." Taking a single step closer he stopped moving entirely. "I'm sorry I fought besides him. I watched his back and took a bullet for him." He fell on his knees and looked up to her and put a hand on her cheek slowly a d gently. "But I swear I had nothing to do with that night. And he betrayed my unit. He is a wanted man. And I'll be more damned if I don't help bring him in." Pausing briefly he removed his hand as he stood up and looked out the window. He knew he had to plan his next words carefully. Expertly even. God now what. I certainly can't have her left alone. I don't care if he kills me. That's not true. I do care, just not for me. "If you need me. Just say the word." Was what he decided on. A promise. He had two days to get ready. To raise true he'll on this backstaber. Marshal was many things. Lier, killer. But betrayer. Never. As she got up hurriedly he wanted to go after her. Try to comfort her. Even if only a little. But he didn't. He just let her go.

Celeste was challenged. What if she was beginning to fall in love with Marshal Black? Did she really feel the pull? That’s not possible. Is it? While she was at his apartment, she heard him say that he wasnt the attractive one in the room. Did he mean her? Or was he just playing around? Celeste knew what she looked like. But to her, it was not what was outside that mattered. It was the inside. How people acted, how they talked to others, their personalities, and the like.

She didnt flinch when Marshal’s hand touched her cheek. The hand on the cheek was only the beginning, right? How for would it go from there? Dont sweat it, Celeste thought as she went into the alley and found a human to feed on. “ Not enough to fill my thirst though” she said, leaving the alley a while later. Back into the sun.

As she walked, she began to remember all the things that he told her. She sensed that he was stressed about all that she told him and how she was in his mind. She promised herself to keep the mind reading to a minimum. She recalled Marshal telling her that Landon was a wanted man. Oh, he was wanted alright. She would be the one hurting him. Orbetter yet, she would hunt down someone he cared about and pay back for what he did to her. A few scars woudn’t hurt. Scars showed everyone how brave you are and commited to keeping everyone safe from harm.

She believed that Marshal had nothing to do with the night of her parents death. Made her trust him even more. In her book of relationships and friendships, trust and commitment to each other where the two huge things she looked for in a companion.

She came back to her apartment awhile later and locked the door before dragging herself to her bed and closed her eyes. Thinking ony about Marshal. “Of course I will need you. I will always need you, Marshal” Were her last words before falling asleep for a few hours. Dreams of being with Marshal flooded her mind. But would her dream become reality one day?

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The only reason why Celeste smelled luike honeyw as because she drank honey tea and bathed in a honey/oat/chamomile solution.

" One more day of deciding what I really wnt" Celeste thought as she opened her elegant and mezmerizing golden eyes. Once she decided to get up and get ready for the day, did Celeste look in the mirror and gasp " For the love of Fangs!" She yelled in Vapirian and tossed her office chair against the room before trying to find something to hide her eyes. They were a reddish color now. A sign that meant that she hadn't eaten anything worth while in a couple of days. After she found what she was looking for, she walked over to her little side window and opened it for some clean air.

mayby it was a good idea I didn't tell him im part human. But what if he knew when I ask for the water and when he touched me? She began to get worried that she gave herself away. Her secret. Now out int he open. " What will he think of me now? What will he do to me? What will he say?" She said, pacing back and forth in her medium sized room. " Im not going over to his place til I have a chance to calm down and think of what to do about this situation." She went over to her bed and grabbed a thick book to keep her mind at ease. She would wait it out.

But when two hours had passed, she jumped out of her bed and got changed into her shorts and crop top. " Just going on a little outing before I have to face Landon tomorrow" She reminded herself as she grabbed her room key and walked out of the door, locking it behind her. She wanted to try something first before getting to the first floor and going out to find some food.

Cleeste sighedas she walked down to Marshal's room and then past it. Hoping to let him know what she was ok and avaiable. But then she spazzed and begant o walk faster down the hall. But she only got to the end of thehall when she heard a creak. Marshal's door was opening. on no... here it comes.

She took her sunglasses off and faced the was in case he jumped at her or yelled at her. But she would take it all the same.

Waking up at noon in a suit wasn't exactly ideal. Even if it was comfortable. Waking up just wasn't fun for him no matter the circumstances. Walking to the bathroom he fixed himself up to look refined and clean cut. Just the way he liked. Leaving the bathroom he passed the bookmarked page. Opening it up only told him information he already knew. Breath, no heart, warmth, and a vampire based skill. He removed the bookmark and chucked the book. "Useless piece of trash." He slammed his head against the wall and put a hole threw it that went to his bedroom. "Fabulous." He rubbed his head a little, knowing he had to fix it. Plus the dent from when he chucked his chair. "Better late then never." Grabbing the book he placed it at his side and his wallet in his pocket as well as his keys.

Opening the door he let it creek. Another thing to fix. His eyes rolled as his body slumped to the side. "So many tasks and so little time." He chuckled to himself when he realized he was being watched and turned to see Celeste. He looked her up and down, locked his door shut, and adjusted the jacket piece of the suit as well as the tie. Tilting his head from one side to the other as he watched her movements. Well she seems stressed. He thought as he looked at her eyes, bloodshot. He took a step closer and gave a polight smile. His deep voice sounded smooth as he offered his arm. "I have a few.... errands to run. And you owe me an explanation. So join me, and We couldget someoneto eat, I'm famished." He knew it sounded like a nice way to give an order but he felt it was the least she owed him. Especially after she just kept ditching him. First in the woods, then on the roof, then just up and leaving his apartment. A pattern was becoming clear to him. "Unless you want to ditch me for a 4th time in the last ohh." He looked at his watch. "8 hours." He smiled knowing she had very little choice in the matter.