Disclaimer: I don't know these characters. Trademarks of WWE.
"Victor"
"What?"
"Victor. His name was Victor."
"Oh I see."
"I loved him. I mean he was special to me."
"Well he seems like a nice dog from what you've told me"
"Yeah he was. Fun to play with."
Dave Shifted under the brick wall that he sat atop of. At his side was Lincoln, a wooden stake in his left hand, telling Dave stories about his childhood. They sat near a fresh grave in a cemetery as they waited for the inevitable awakening of a grad student who had recently been killed by a vampire and suspected to have been sired. This was also Dave's 1st time accompanying Lincoln during one of his patrols. He heard through one of his colleagues of another suspicious killing and forwarded the information to Lincoln, who made a plan to kill the possible vampire during his wakening.
"So what about you? Got any interesting stories you'd like to share?"
"No I don't, sorry." Dave said with a grin.
"Aw c'mon. Don't lie to me. You know you do."
Dave chuckled "Trust me you don't want to hear any of my boring stories."
Dave was more interested in hearing more about Lincoln instead of talking about himself. He was completely mesmerized by this man. His looks, his voice, the he way he carried himself. He was more than capable of taking care of himself being a slayer and all. He tried to appear strong and brave, but Dave sensed a bit of vulnerability, something that needed protecting. Dave wanted to protect it. He wanted to be Lincoln's protector. He'd falling in love with him and couldn't find a way to express this to Lincoln. He was afraid of his reaction. Even though Lincoln had indicated to him that he was gay, he didn't want to chance it. He appreciated Lincoln's friendship and didn't want to compromise it, even for a chance of evolving it to something more. This forced him to keep his feelings from his friend.
"GOD THIS IS SO BORING!" Lincoln shouted, slapping the sides of his shoes together. He pulled out a piece of gum out of his pocked, unwrapped it and began to chew.
"Want some?" He offered to the big guy.
"No thanks"
"Great. More for me then" He smiled, to which Dave returned the expression.
'God he looks so beautiful' Dave thought to himself. He felt a bit perverted for fantasizing about Lincoln on a regular basis, having naughty thoughts about how he'd look in the nude and scenarios in which they were having sex. He couldn't seem to control himself.
"Linc?"
"Yeah?"
"I um... want to tell you someth-"
The earth beneath them began to move and a dirt-laced hand appeared.
"This is it. Get ready." Lincoln said, jumping off the wall and moving into a defensive position. Dave did the same as he grabbed a stake from his jacket.
'It'll have to wait I guess' he said to himself as the now visible vampire continued to dig himself from his former grave.