It was a week later, and it was the wedding day. Dracula was so nervous, he even felt a little nauseous. But he was sure he'd be fine. Better than fine. His bride came walking down the aisle, and she looked beautiful. She was wearing a floor length black dress, with black shoes, and she had black lipstick on. She had a beautiful black necklace and earrings, and a black bracelet.

"Do you, Martha, take this vampire to be your lawful wedded husband?"

Martha stared into Dracula's beautiful, light blue eyes and said, "I do."

"And do you, Dracula, take this vampiress to be your lawful wedded wife?"

Dracula stared at her, and almost got lost in her beautiful brown eyes before he said, "I do."

"I now pronounce you Count and Countess."

The two kissed a passionate kiss. Dracula knew he would love her forever and ever.

It had been a year later, and Martha had some news for Dracula.

"Drac, I'm pregnant." Martha said.

"You are?" Dracula said. "Oh, I'm so happy for us!"

"So am I, but..." Martha trailed off.

"But what? What's wrong my Honeyguts?" Dracula asked. "You look worried."

"I think the townspeople are suspecting something about us. I just want a safe place for the baby."

"We will be safe, my Precious Bone." Dracula said. "I've been working on it. Don't worry, everything will be quite fine."