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"Oh, great. You again. Gabriel, right?"

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'Five Times Kissed'

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They were drunk the first time they kissed, because honestly, what else would you expect?  The alcohol made it seem like a good idea, and even if there was a twinge of regret in the morning, it wasn’t nearly enough to make them want to stop.

The second time was in elation – it’d been so long since Ella felt the thrill of completing a hunt, of taking a life to save others.  The rush, though frightening, dragged a giggle from her lips, and without a thought in her head but ‘thank god we’re alive,’ she threw her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his.

The third time was also after a hunt, but this time, there was no elation to be had.  The monster was dead but so were two children, and the images of their fearful faces burned into their inner eyelids scared off any trace of happiness.  Ella was injured, and as Gabriel bandaged her twisted wrist, he pressed a kiss to her forehead.

The fourth time they were angry.  Just another round of bickering that had devolved into a screaming match, and before she knew it, her mouth was on his, and the anger was quickly forgotten.

Passion drove the fifth, a sudden realization one night that god, I might love her, leading to a kiss that neither of them would ever forget, ending in their first night together – something neither of them regretted, not even a little.