She sat beside him, clutching his hand to her breast. "But I will always love you, Don Orlando."

He moaned and turned his head.

Maggie leaped to her feet, releasing his hand. "Oh my God. It's a miracle! He's coming out of the coma!"

"Dr. Jessica," he whispered, opening his eyes. "You've come back to me." He grabbed her hand.

She swayed away from him, directing a forlorn look at camera one. "I must go. I'm leaving for South America tonight."

"Then I will come with you." He sat up in bed.

"And leave your mariachi band?"

"They can come with me. I hear there is a shortage of mariachi bands in South America."

She sat next to him on the bed. "But you're famous here. You would give that up for me?"

"I love you, Dr. Jessica. Wherever you go, I shall go with you." He pulled her into his arms.

"I love you, too, Don Orlando."

"Then my life is complete." His mouth covered hers.

Maggie wrapped her arms around him and savored this last kiss with Don Orlando.

"That's great!" the director yelled. "Cut!"

Pierce deepened the kiss, invading her mouth with his tongue. Maggie moaned and snuggled closer.

"I said cut!"

Pierce planted kisses down her neck and nuzzled her ear. "I love you, Mrs. Maggie O'Callahan."

She sighed with contentment.

He pulled back and gave her a rakish Don Orlando look, one dark brow raised. "Shall we adjourn to my dressing room?"

With a laugh, Maggie walked off the set with her husband, the greatest lover in the vampire world.