~Magik and I only~

She chuckled. "I really just like the way you hold me. Your arms tightly around me making sure I don't fall." she said softly.

"Well." He addmited as he soared higher and higher to keep out of public view. "I like holding you like this."

She smiled, holding onto his hands tightly. "Good. then it works for both of us."

He laughed then soon spotted below him the breakfast cafe he went to every now and then. He quickly made a bee line straight to it then landed in the back where no one would see.

She smiled, turning and kissing him. "I love you." she said softly.

He kissed her back and put his arms around her again. "I love you Ilane."

Her belly growled and she put her hands over it. She giggled slightly. "Come on, I'm obviously hungry."

He laughed and grabbed her hand and walked with her to the front then inside the resturataunt. Inside was a waitress wearing a bad pink dress with white apron.
"Hey Jacob, here for yer usel ight?" She said, her mixture of a vally girl accent and southern accent almost drove Jacob insane but it was worth it for the rare thing about this resaraunt.

Ilane looked the girl over. She didn't quite like how this girl called her Jacob by name and he went there enough to have a 'usual'. She didn't know why it bothered her, but it did.

Jacob walked to a back room where only a few wooden tables were and in the corner was a bar with a tall but old looking man behind it.
"Hey Jethro, is this yer mate?" The old man said brandishing his long fangs.

Ilane looked up at Jacob. "Jethro?" she asked softly, confused.

"It's what they called me in the days of doc holliday." He said smiling at her then at the barkeep.

"Doc Holliday? Like, that one western outlaw?" she asked, still really confused.

"Doc holiday was not a crimminal" The man behind the bar said frowning at her. "Yes though, that was around the time period i met Jethro over there." Jacob laughed and looked back.

Ilane's stomach growled again and she put her free hand over it, mentally telling it to shut up. "Oh... And who might you be?" She asked the guy.

"Call me Docter, and i serve vampires, while Betsy serves you living people."

She nodded. "alright." She blushed as her pesky stomach growled again.

AFter her growling stomach slinced itself again Betsy walked in with a plate of french toaste and Doctor came over with a small flask and handed it to JAcob.

Ilane smiled, going to the bar with her plate and sitting down. she really didn't care if she was the only human in a vampire of a restaurant that served french toast all day long and late into the night. She was just hungry and wanted to eat.

Jacob walked over to her and smiled at her.
"It's a great place, popular amoungst humans and vampires."

"The french toast is good." she smiled, taking another bite of it, winking playfully at him, just for no particular reason, she just felt like doing it.

Jacob laughed at her and drank a swig from the flask. "Yea, she has the orignial recipy."

"What is it you're drinking?" she asked, curious. She was a little scared about the answer but, she half expected what it was considering what Jacob was.

"Liqour, tomato paste and shugar." Doctor said with a laugh. "Being a vampire his taste buds are much diffrent from yours." Jacob looked at doc annoyed, he was going to say that.

Well, that wasn't the answer she was expecting. "Weird." she mumbled then went back to her food.