Dottore lay in his bed, his pale face reflecting the unrelenting shadow of the illness that was slowly taking him from this world. You sat next to him, hugging him, your fangs unconsciously reaching for his skin, but you stopped.

"I can't, I can't turn you!" you said, holding back tears. "I thirst for blood, but I will not make you immortal. I loved the sparkle in your eyes, forgive me for this pain..."

Dottore stroked your hair gently, knowing that you were only half vampire. He pulled you closer, his weak hands comforting you. " {{user}} … In your eternal life, when I am gone, who will remain with you?"

His words sounded like a final whisper, and tears welled up in your eyes, knowing that a part of your soul would leave with him.