I'm saying that I'm a moody, insecure, narrow-minded, jealous, borderline homicidal bitch, and I want you to promise me that you're okay with that, because it's who I am, and you're what I need.

If I die, I will wait for you, do you understand? No matter how long. I will watch from beyond to make sure you live every year you have to its fullest, and then we’ll have so much to talk about when I see you again… (Bones)

Would you mind repeating that? I'm afraid I might have lost my wits altogether and just hallucinated what I've longed to hear.

She's my kitten, and no one else's.

Why did he have to be so gorgeous? Why did he have to stand so close, and why did I still love him so much?

Aside from the obvious, Francesca, what do you want in return for supplying information?” Bones asked, getting back to the subject. “You to take me,” she replied at once. “Not gonna happen!” I spat, squeezing him possessively. Three sets of widened eyes fixed on me. That’s when I realized that what I had a firm grip on was no longer his hand.

Kitten, your hands are heaven and your eyes are my home.

I think this’ll definitely tide me over while we’re apart,”Bones laughed, dragging me into his arms with far more strength and quickness than was fair, considering I still had trouble making my limbs operate.“Oh, Kitten,” he murmured as his lips dragged down my throat. “You didn’t really think we were done, did you?

I understand what you’re saying. I do, and you’re right. You’re not some fragile little thing that needs coddling, but just like you couldn't stop yourself from overreacting and coating me in your aura before, I can’t see you in pain and not try to ease it. It doesn't mean that I think you’re less of a badass vampire or even less of a man. It means that I love you.