Quinlan watched as the SUV in front of them pulled off the road, and Dutch followed their lead. Everyone jumped out eager to stretch their legs. "Why did we stop?" Quinlan asked as he approached Lianna from behind wrapping his arms around her, smiling into her neck. She released a shy giggle as she pulled away from his hold. He whispered so only she could hear, "embarrassed of me?"

She nudged him as she released a low chuckle. "You know I'm not."

"Then why did you just pull away", he asked as smile crossed his lips which caused her to blush. She was still getting used to seeing him genuinely smile, not one of the smirks he gave before he took a life.

"Sorry. It's just habit, I have never shown affection in public. Plus I still need to learn how to control myself when you're so close."

He let out a loud laugh causing everyone to look their direction. He could hear them discussing whether or not any of them had ever heard him laugh. "You think I know how to control myself around you?" She simply shrugged, so he stepped closer pressing his mouth to her ear as he whispered, "I don't." His hot breath against her skin caused a chill to run down her spine. "Will you ride with me now, just us?"

"Of course, if the others are ok with it."

He smiled and yelled to the others who were standing in a circle stretching out their legs still. "Hey, do you guys mind if Lianna and I ride alone?"

Fet laughed, "Nah we don't mind at all, you kids have fun." He winked at Quinlan which made Lianna laugh. "We are ready to go now anyways."

They all headed back to the vehicles, Quinlan held open the passanger door and offered for Lianna to climb in. As she climbed in Quinlan couldn't help but slap her cheek as it brushed his hand, and he laughed when she tried to shoot him a dirty look. He simply shrugged as a devilish smile crossed his face, and he shut the door behind her. When he climbed in he started the engine and they were soon back on the road.

They rode in silence for a long time before Quinlan could not hold his questions in any longer, "can we speak candidly?" She never took her eyes off the passing scenery outside her window but nodded. "You've been with another, before me?"

"Mmm-hmm, but only one."

"Did you love him?"

"Love is such a complicate word." He could see her mind running again so he pushed on.

"How so?" He wanted to understand her, he wanted her to share her past with him as he had done with her.

"An individuals definition of love changes as they grow as they change. So back then yes I thought what I felt was love, but now I do not feel it was."

"So according to your new definition you did not love him but according to your old one you did?"

"Exactly!" She looked at him with a smile, proud that he understood. "Why do you ask?"

He ignored her question and pressed on, "did you desire him?"

"No, not as I desire you. What I felt for him had to be nurtured and cared for, it developed slowly over time. It was never fueled by something as powerful as desire."

"But have you desired another before?" He wondered if she would even remember that night so man hundreds of years ago. He watched as a smile crept across her lips, "have you?"

"Yes. You don't truly want to know this do you?"

"Please tell me."

"I can't recall his name now that I think about it, it was so long ago. He was a stranger, he hid his face under his hood to hide his deformities from me. But he saved me. I was on the verge of giving up hope, I believed my soul was already doomed to hell so why not just end it right then and there. As I hung from the railing debating letting go he pulled me back over. We talked underneath the moonlight for awhile. We discussed desire, and I don't know as I spoke with him...he felt as broken as I did. Yet we desired each other none the less."

He knew she would not say more out of fear of making him uncomfortable. "Please finish the story."

She furrowed her brow, "Quintus you don't want to know this", as she looked into his eyes she could see them pleading for her to continue. "He would not permit me to look upon his face, yet I wanted to feel his desire for me. I had never been desired. If he wouldn't let me look into his eyes I told him to find another way to show me. So he asked if he could kiss me", a small smile graced her lips as she recalled the memory. "We became lost in the moment, I had never desired a man in even the slightest before him. Had I not suddenly imagined the hurt of losing him I would have given myself to him completely that night. But I ran, like a coward."

"Even though he had just come from a brothel you desired him?"

She smiled, "yes very much so. Like I said he was broken too." She paused and suddenly furrowed her brow shooting Quinlan a confused look, "wait...how did you know he had come from a brothel?"

He avoid her question and repeated her words to him that night, "It matters not what deformities lay on the surface but which ones reside on the soul."

She suddenly pulled herself as far away from him as possible, "Who told you that?"

He smiled, "You did Serena." Her eyes widened at his use of this name and filled with concern. "Please let me explain. Lianna please...I was not sure it was you. I mean how could you be, I thought she was mortal which would mean she was dead. Dutch found a book that a man wrote on you, his family was obsessed with you."

"Et Insuperabile...that family followed me for so long lurking in the shadows. I have read this book no where in it mentions those words I shared with him."

"Lianna please I'm telling you I am him."

He was shocked to hear anger in her voice when she finally spoke, "you should have let me remove that damn hood!"

"What", he was suddenly confused at her outburst.

"If you had let me see your uniqueness that night and not worried about me fearing your deformities we would have had hundreds of years together not weeks." He could hear her heart beat quicken, "Did you not understand...I wanted to give myself to you that night. The only reason I ran was because I thought I would only be damned to watch you die."

"I did not want to scare you away."

"I know you feared me seeing you but Quintus...I desired you for your soul then...now I desire you entirely...body and soul. That is the only reason I desire you more than I did that night." She began to feel short of breath, "please pull over." Quinlan did as she asked and she quickly jumped out slamming the door behind her and walked off into the woods that followed the road.

(Never Stop by Safetysuit is the mood for the next scene)

Gus rolled the window down and shouted, "everything ok?"

Quinlan nodded, "Just give us a moment please." He walked behind her until she finally turned around quickly causing Quinlan to almost run into her. She was frustrated her eyes streaming with tears. She began beating his chest with an anger he had never seen, with each punch she landed the harder she cried. He grabbed her shoulders and tried to pull her into his chest, she resisted at first but eventually gave into him and collapsed against him.

"I will never forgive you", she whispered. He closed his eyes tight holding back the tears, "We could have had hundreds of years...hundreds." He could feel her tears soaking into his shirt. "Now our time is almost up."

He planted a drawn out kiss on top of her head before speaking, "I will never forgive myself. You were the last woman I kissed....until I found my way back to you again. A woman's touch never felt the same after being kissed by you that night...with such passion. I gave you a piece of myself that night Lianna."

Lianna looked up meeting his eyes, "and I gave you a piece of myself as well. I suppose thats why I felt whole being with you now, and not William. Because although my mind did not understand it was you my heart did...I was whole again." Quinlan looked into Lianna's eyes and understood in that moment he had always been hers and she had always been his since that first night. He gripped her with more desire than he ever had before and planted a passionate kiss upon her lips, and they became lost in the kiss as they had done that first night so very many years ago.

He was hers and she was his, forever.