A/N: I've only seen a promo, so the conversation after the fight is made up.

His words were as vulgar as he was. I asked for his apology on her behalf, but like all people like him and his friend he was too proud and too stupid to do the right thing. Part of me wanted to do more damage to him than I did to his friend. The look on her face when he spat out swear words, made her look so vulnerable, and for an instant I wanted to stroke her face, but holding this man to her mercy, my head began to throb as I realised I was waiting. To see what she was going to do. I was on her side and I didn't even know why. I just knew that I liked her, and as she began pummel this guy unconscious I began to like her even more. My eyes widened in shock at her fierceness, my fangs responding to her pent up anger, I was ready for it. Ready for anything. As he dropped to the floor I retracted my fangs. The last thing I wanted to do was scare her, but I started to think she was afraid of no-one, but then again she hadn't met me. I straightened myself up and put my hand out, she immediately stepped back and I tried not be be offended. After what had just happened if all the guys in town were like this, she probably had a very low opinion of men, alive or dead. I dropped my hand and she gave me a scowl.

"I take it you aren't going to thank me?" I asked with a small smile.

"For what exactly? I had it covered" She looked down at her victim on the floor and I followed her stare as she saw his blood trailing on the floor. She looked up at me, and I tried not to be taken in by those huge dark eyes.

"I guess I'll leave you alone for dinner" She began to walk off and I knew I had to say something to make her turn around. I was confusing myself, I was here to do a job, not make friends with complete strangers, but I couldn't help myself.

"You don't know many vampires do you?" I asked, and to my relief she turned around and squinted at me. I guessed by that look she didn't really like me, but I was used to that. I slowly started to walk up to her and she stayed in the same spot, I guess to prove a point.

"My prey always has to have some degree of class, these"men" and I use that word loosely, don't" It would have been much more fun killing them, but beating them until they breathed their last breath, or ripping their throats out wouldn't leave this girl with great memories of me, so I walked away from them and tried to focus on her.

"So" I asked,"Is it miss, or Mrs?"

"Do I look like I'm married?" She spat back.

"Well, the pretty ones always are" She gave me a fake smile and I knew that she was giving in, because she was actually giving me the time of day.

"Bartending, crimefighting, is there anything you can't do?" I asked her.

"Talk to a guy that thinks with his brain" She told me.

"Ouch, you're a witty little lady, aren't you?" She kicked the gravel on the ground and ran her hands through her hair. "You're wasting time, you should be out sucking on blue eyed trailer trash and getting their numbers, good luck" She said as she began to walk furiously out of the parking lot and I looked at the guys then at her and followed her at top speed. I had to gather information on Bill but I had enough time to find out about her too. Unlike most guys, I was good at mutli-tasking. I stopped in front of her and she shook her head, cursing at my obvious advantage.

"Language...so would you like to show me the sites around here?"

"What like bars and strip clubs?" She asked me.

"You're beautiful enough to be a tourist attraction, are you included?"

"Don't make me have to kill you twice...shut up" She almost yelled. I tried not to laugh.

"You don't take compliments well do you?" I asked her, and she turned away from me and I really wanted to touch her shoulder and feel the warmth of her skin, but I knew she would run, so I kept still. I knew she was dealing with something, something that brought out that anger that made me so... conflicted, and ashamedly, hot under the collar. I wanted her to trust me, but knew it was going to be difficult. I didn't want her to think, I just saw her as a late supper.

"You're upset" I told her, wanting to make her see she needed my help.

"No kidding"

"Being the gentleman that I'am, I could take you home" Her back was still to me but she didn't move. I hovered over her until I got the courage to stand by her side. If I had had a pulse, it would have been racing. I knew I was acting like a clumsy teenger so I decided to be calm yet subtly seductive. I turned my head sideways to try to look her in the eye, but she copied my movement, and I leaned closer into her so that she could feel my breath on her neck.

"I could take you anywhere" She turned and looked down at my feet, but I knew she could see I meant it.