Sharon’s note: I introduced this couple in Two Hunters. There are so many stories out there where the human and vampire meet and fall in love, but very little about what their life looks like when it’s not a life and death situation. I love the idea of looking at the nuts and bolts of a supernatural marriage, and full intend to delve into this further. Warning: Contains actual marital issues.
Jack held the puppy up next to his face and pouted cutely. The puppy, a pale brown mutt only that day christened Baskerville, was doing his part by trying to clean the vampire’s nose out with his tongue. Anice crossed her arms and glowered. It was not nearly as effective as anything the boys were doing.
“I don’t know, Jack. I mean, I agreed that we could get him only if we put him through obedience training. The shelter said he was probably going to be over a hundred pounds. That’s a lot of dog. If you give him your blood, he’ll be a lot stronger, and I’m not sure we can take him to a regular class. Unless there’s a vampire specific puppy training school, I don’t think we can do it.”
“There are some hell hound schools in europe, but I would NOT send him to one of those. They charge you a fortune to abuse your dog.” Jack sat down on the couch with the puppy squirming happily in his lap. “The boost from the blood may make him a little harder to handle initially, but I think we can work with him ourselves. I’ve done some research . . .”
“You’ve looked up some videos on the internet and watched that Caesar guy.” She corrected him.
“That counts as research.” Jack grumbled indignantly. Baskerville discovered the tab of his belt and began tugging it. “I still think if we’re willing to put in the time and effort we can totally do this ourselves,”
“I don’t know.” Anice repeated, sitting next to her husband on the couch. Thrilled to find another person within reach, the puppy stopped attacking the belt to lick her fingers. “Are we going to have the time? I work during the afternoons and evenings, and your job is so irregular. . .”
“We can do it if we dedicate ourselves to finding the time.” Jack urged. “We already made the commitment to get a dog, we can totally do the training too.”
“And you think you can train him well enough that when he’s full grown and full of vampire strength I can handle him?”
“Absolutely. In the old days, vampires had their servants work with the hellhounds all the time.” As Anice unleashed a truly terrible glare, Jack amended. “I mean, back in the old days when vampires kept servants. You are my wife, in no way a servant, and more my boss than anything else.”
“Uh huh.” Anice said, but she couldn’t help smiling.
“Besides, who knows how long you’re going to be human for.” Jack teased.
“We are not having this discussion right now.” She rolled her eyes. “I told you, I’m not sure when we’re going to do it. There are too many things to consider. My job, my family . . .”
Jack interupted her with a kiss, and was interrupted in turn by the tongue of a puppy who wanted to be included. They both laughed. “And we’ll make that work just like we do everything else. So, what do you think? If we do it now, while he’s young, he’ll only have to get used to his strength and changes all at once. He’ll live a very long time, never get sick or get arthritis like your dog when you were a kid had. Isn’t a little extra work worth not having to go through that again?”
Anice’s face saddened at the mention of Toby, but the look faded as she watched Baskerville nearly fall off the couch. “Ok. Let’s do it.”