Hi everyone...this is another ADULT Nat and Nick story, although it isn't all that graphic. Still, if this don't float your boat, or you are under 18, you know the drill.

Disclaimer time. I know TPTB own Nick, Nat and everything else connected with FK, so i am just borrowing the characters for awhile.  Honest.

Permission to archive at Mel's fiction page, JADFE and Mortal Love. All others need only ask. :-)

Anyway, this little tale has alot of humor and an unusual slant on things. As the Sci Fi Channel's FK third season draws to a close, I keep wondering...what if...it just HAPPENED??? Also, I know TITANIC was not around in the third season (the film, not the episode), but so what, I say.

We WHAT???? By Mistress V

Nick strecthed sleepily. His brain was still foggy from the exhausting interrogation he'd been at the previous night. At least they'd gotten a confession. He rolled over with a satisfied yawn, content in the fact he had the next two days off. Judging by the sound of the wintry rainstorm, bed was definitely the place to be.

Nick encountered a slumbering form next to him and froze. Hardly daring to look, he opened his eyes.

Natalie Lambert was curled up beside him, stark naked, and sound asleep...and alive.

Nick's heart gave two thumping lurches. He quickly looked under the covers and realized, horrified, that his clothes were nowhere in evidence. He glanced at the floor next to the bed and cursed silently.
His pajamas and Natalie's nightshirt were balled up where they had obviously been thrown.

He was relieved to hear Natalie's strong breathing and familiar heartbeat...there were no obvious puncture marks, just a trail of lovebites up her shoulder and two scrapes where his fangs had
investigated, but had not bitten through. Nick wracked his brain. How on earth had this happened---no, WHAT on earth had happened????

Nick bit back a groan as his hand encountered dried semen on his person...timidly, he peeked beneath the covers at Natalie. Oh NO. Smears of the stuff---tons of it, in fact---were evident over her thighs, all over the sheet beneath them, and on his groin.

Panicking, Nick grabbed his robe and flew downstairs for sustenance...and questions. The clock said 10 am. He'd only been home 7  hours---and yet---???

*FLASHBACK*

"TITANIC???" Nick eyed the video with disdain. "REALLY, Nat---" he began, but Natalie held up a hand.

"I know, Nick...you were there, blah blah blah...Well, I want to watch it, so I'll do it on my own time and at my own place, if necessary!"  She slammed the top of her desk for emphasis.

Nick sat down next to her and pulled her up and into his embrace.  "Sorry," he whispered. "I'm just nervous, Nat...ok? Tell you what...I'll watch it with you, even if we have to break it up into
segments. Deal?"

"Deal." Natalie kissed the dimple on his chin as she prepared his treatment.

It was going to be a special weekend. Natalie had been agressively treating him with the anti-blood craving drug, and Nick's bloodlust was definitely diminishing. They decided that perhaps it was now safe to begin Jeanette's cure...and the thought of consumating their relationship was almost too much for them to bear.

Natalie packed a bag, medical supplies, food and videos for her stay.  They both had the time off, so it was the perfect plan---a rainy March weekend.

Unfortunately, the weekend's start was delayed. Nick called at 10pm.  "LeTorneau finally decided to confess," he grumbled, "so I'll be awhile. Head over to the loft and I'll meet you there. But don't wait
up if it gets too late---get some rest!"

Natalie enjoyed the time alone. She watched Titanic and wept at all the appropriate parts, grateful that Nick wasn't there to smirk. After the film ended, she moved to the kitchen to prepare Nick's treatment. She carefully drew a sample of her own blood and added it to the mixture, rather than the usual plasma. Surprise, Nick, she thought. She left a note on the fridge: "NICK--remember your treatment! Love, Natxxx" and headed back to the sofa. She was asleep in minutes.

It was after 3 when Nick finally staggered in. The interrogation has been difficult for all of them, and the paperwork took forever to complete. He sensed, then saw, Natalie asleep on his couch. She was
wrapped up in her fluffy bathrobe, oblivious to the rain and to him. He smiled as he walked to the kitchen. Seeing the note, he opened the fridge and drank the treatment.

He was surprised and pleased, then innundated with the images in Natalie's blood. The drug's soothing effect tamed his desire to seek her out and take more. Her love, of course, was the overwhelming emotion, but he also saw her as she had just been, watching the film, tears streaming down her face. Subconsciously, he repeated her words..."They never got to share the same bed...and neither have we..."

Nick walked back to the sofa and knelt next to Natalie. She did not stir. He looked at her face, frowning at the sight of the dried tracks of salt where she had been weeping. At this, Nick was overwhelmed with a feeling of protective tenderness. He swiftly enfolded Natalie in his arms and bore her upstairs to his bed.  He carefully removed her bathrobe and settled her under the comforter,
then wet a washcloth and gently cleaned the tears from her cheeks.  Still Natalie slumbered.

As he undressed, Nick wondered at sharing his bed with her. Would the beast take control? Then he yawned. "Heck," he thought as he slid into bed, "we're so tired nothing could possibly happen..." He kissed Natalie's cheek lightly, then fell into a dreamless sleep.

*END FLASHBACK*

And THEN WHAT??? Nick swigged at a bottle. He had no idea. Obviously, they had made love. And obviously, the beast was firmly tamed---Natalie's heartbeat echoed in his ears, and he sensed nothing askew there. He wracked his aching brain, but there were no answers.

Nick slowly climbed the stairs to his bedroom. Just as he entered the doorway, Natalie yawned and opened her eyes. She sleepily focused on him, then came fully awake at the sight of his clearly naked body, visible where his robe had come undone.

"NICK???" Her voice began to panic as her body awakened. Clearly, it remembered what happened last night even if they didn't. "What HAPPENED, Nick?"

"I don't know." Nick tried for a light tone. He shrugged.

Natalie was aghast. "Nick--I'm naked, I'm in your bed, I'm deliciously sore, and I'm covered in---" she stopped, mortified. "And you don't know what we did?"

Nick threw his robe aside and got back into bed, embracing her naked flesh. "So am I," he whispered. "All I can figure, it must have been a helluva come for both of us!"

Natalie covered her face with her hands. "Nooooooo!" she moaned. "I wait all these months, and then finally, something goes right, and---Nicholas B Knight, you took advantage of me!!!"

Nick stroked her hip. "Nope," he replied. "I think we BOTH took advantage of each other. And," his voice hid a smile, "it's not like we hadn't been planning to do this...!"

Tears filed Natalie's eyes. "But it's over, and I don't remember anything..." she hiccupped. Nick kissed her lightly but thoroughly.

"Nat," he said playfully, "from what I recall of books I've read, and the occasional foray into the adult channel, this won't be, how can I say this, an-er-isolated incident."

Natalie looked at him. "In fact," he continued, taking her hand and placing it firmly against something very hard, "I'm quite good as new."  He kissed her again, deeper this time, and his hands started wandering idly here and there. "Go warm up the shower," he murmured, "and I'll be right in." He paused. "You DO still want me in the shower Nat? I'm afraid we won't be able to play "Love on the Titanic" in the Caddie until it warms up a bit..."

Natalie blushed. The blood did not lie. "And I'll watch it with you," he continued, "in bed." Oh boy, the blood didn't lie, thought Natalie, he means it.

Nick continued his kisses. "We've got the whole weekend to figure out exactly what we got up to last night," he  said. "Love you, Nat."

Outside, the rain continued its hypnotically soothing beat.

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