“It kind of sucked when she had to take a break from fighting evil to use her inhaler.”

“There was something different about the way he regarded her. She wasn't the most intuitive when it came to the opposite sex, let alone the opposite species, but something had changed.”

“She radiated pure hatred; a hatred that could only develop when you love someone - the fine line between love and hate had been crossed.”

“It wasn't like being face to face with a human. He didn't need air to breathe. She noticed sometimes he did, an instinct left over from his human years. Janie paused to feel his heartbeat under her chest. It sped quickly, in equal rhythm with hers. She counted the beats to make certain his heart really beat. It did.”

“She wondered how long it had been since someone had really cared about him, and showed it.”

“Unfortunately for her, he was her weakness.”

“She didn't get along with people, and she definitely did not get along with the undead.”