Kay, so, we got shut down for being too smutty >< We shal write with less graphicness and whatnot from here on out <3

Slipping her arms around his waist as she slipped beside him, laying upon her side as she rested her head upon his chest, Alina spoke softly, "We have a few hours until sunset. Do you wish to stay another night, mio amore?" Alina inquired as she shifted a little to rest her chin upon his lower chest looking up at him curiously, "We can stay, if you wish, Phineas. The hunters are surely long gone, we have plenty of time to reach the cottage and wed." Little did she know, the Hunters were now at the border of France, making their way towards Paris....-

Willemora Vanhillduhr approached the tent of Andrei Dimitrius with a scowl on her face. "Andrei? I need to talk to you!" Willemora called bitterly through the closed flap, "May I come in please?"

Phineas' fingertips played lightly over Alina's back and sides, tracing intricate patterns into her soft skin. "I don't know, my love, should we chance it?" His eyes darkened a little, uncomfortable thoughts worming their way in. "I wouldn't know what to do if I lost you.. I'd well.. Die, I guess. If I couldn't get you back, there'd be no reason for me to live." There was hurt in his low voice.

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French Border.

Andrei was sharpening his knife. Oh, this was his favourite knife and he always kept it extra razor sharp for slicing up baddies. Ooh, he loved to see that vampirey blood flow. He jumped when he heard Willemora bark through the flap of his tent.
"Ai, yes. Enter, enter," he called back to her.

Placing her finger over his lips, Alina smiled as she looked down at him, "Mio amore, don't talk like that. Why would I ever leave you? They will never catch me.. Not again," Alina whispered softly with a dark look in her eyes, remembering the last time the Dimitrius family hunted them with the Vanhillduhrs. She had been found in the woods, waiting for Phineas. They ambushed her, wrapped rope drenched in holy water around her neck and wrists. It burned.. Oh how it burned.

Alina could never forget that night. Had Phineas not been close....

Alina was only happy that the wounds healed and her skin was not marred with scars - it was still beautiful and unmarked for her beloved Phineas.

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Entering Andrei's tent, Willa frowned, "Andrei... This waiting around is ridiculous. If we wait any longer, we're going to lose them." Walking over to him, Willa wrapped her arms around his neck from behind and rested her chin upon his shoulder, "We had the girl once. Once we have her killed, the male will only follow suit. You've seen how puppy-dog-like he is to that woman. Without her in the picture, he will fall into our hands without struggle or fight. He will die willingly. But if we keep waiting around, we're going to lose our chance to catch the girl alone."