“That's what vampires do, Kitten. We always come for what's ours, no matter the circumstances." Bones said.”

“Bones, what is everyone doing in here? Spade, cover up. Frigging vampires think everyone wants to see what they've got."~Cat”

“No matter what happens, you will never lose me, I am forever yours, Kitten, in this life or the next.”

“Let's go, Kitten, before you kill someone else. -Bones”

“But it's daylight," she said at last. "Vampires can't go out in the sun, everyone knows that!"Bones chuckled. "Right And we shrink back from crosses, can't travel over water, and always get staked in the end by the righteous slayer. Really, who'd be afraid of a creature like that? All you'd need is a Bible, a tanning bed, and some holy water to send us shivering to our dooms.”

“It’s alright, Kitten,” Bones said. “He won’t shoot.” Tate lowered his gun, even as the sudden dizziness from blood-loss made me sway. Bones took my gun and casually handed it to Juan, who gapped at him in amazement. “You called her Kitten? And she let you? She put me in a coma for three days when I called her that. My balls never recovered from her smashing them into my spine.” “And well she should have,” Bones agreed. “She’s mine. Kitten, and no one else’s.”

“Is that a stake, Bones, or are you just happy with my new dress?”“In this case, it’s a stake. You could always feel around for something more, though. See what comes up.”