Rey mourns Leia's death - but she's not alone. Not really.

What if pride wasn't the only thing keeping Elizabeth and Darcy apart? What if Darcy and his dearest friend - and greatest foe - all harboured the same dark secret? Many thanks to my BRILLIANT betas, brainy, littledemonpixie and S.ma, for all their hard work keeping my language in check! :)

This is an alternative ending to Francis Ford Coppola's film version of Bram Stoker's Dracula. Many thanks go out to brainy and ravenoushair for their beta work.

It was increasingly difficult to remember that he had crafted the phase-penis for a reason, one that was not pleasure – his or Robin's. He had to convince Robin to accept an Architect body before she got herself killed. Even if that meant testing her limits. She had tested her physical limits many times on 4546B. Now, it was time for AL-AN to test… other limits.

'The device you hold is not a body component,' he explained, 'but it is designed to mimic one. My people used it to relieve certain… tensions.' Robin's jaw dropped as she stared down at the smooth white and grey device. She turned it over in her hands, a million questions running through her mind. 'Sexual tensions,' AL-AN added unnecessarily.

Screw it, she thought and planted a kiss on his face where human lips would have been. "I do not understand this gesture," AL-AN said, a little helplessly. Robin laughed. "The whole not having lips thing is a real design flaw with you Architects, you know," she told him. "You're missing out on kissing. Kissing is great."