I never thought that I would be human again, much less married to a wonderful guy. It had been eleven years since I had been turned into a vampire, ten since I was turned back into a human. I was content with my life. I thought everything was going to be alright. However, this was Whitechapel, and I was about to find out how wrong I was…

Abbey's POV

All I saw was blackness and the pain was excruciating. I fought the urge to scream out. I didn't want to wake Benny, I didn't want him to see me like this.

Soundless cries escape my lips, making it feel as if the pain were ten times worse. My head was starting to pound and I was struggling to breathe.

Another cry escapes my lips, this time it was audible, but barely.

I was fighting an invisible force that always left me breathless and exhausted. It took all I had to fight it. I knew that if I let it take me, I wouldn't be myself anymore.

These 'attacks' had been happening to me for about a month, and were always in the middle of the night.

Another roll of excruciating pain ripples through my body, making me arch my back, trying to get the pain to stop.

I collapse back onto the bed, breathless and gasping for air. Sweat covered my body, hinting at the end of the pain and struggling. I always sweated at the end.

I steal a quick glance at Benny, still sound asleep, and slowly climb out of bed. My feet touch the cold, hard floor, bringing momentary relief to my sweaty body. I look over at Benny again, and tiptoe to the bathroom.

I close the door quietly, and turn on the light, squinting at the sudden brightness.

Once my eyes adjust to the light, I look myself over in the mirror. My usually straight, dark hair was in a tangled disarray, my cheeks were flushed and my eyes were bloodshot.

I turn on the faucet and splash cool water onto my face and arms, welcoming the relief of the coolness on my burning skin. Then I grab my hairbrush and start untangling my knotted hair.

When I am done, I slowly sit down against the door and put my head in my hands, balancing my elbows on my knees. I feel the sting of tears threatening to fall.

I hated this. I hated how I never got any sleep anymore because of this. I hated how it was taking over my life.

I knew this wasn't some unknown force attacking me. It was the Black Magic I had fought so hard not to let take me. If I let it change me, I knew it would make me a different person.

I believed that I was strong enough to fight it because my mother had, but I was beginning to wonder if her struggle was as hard as mine.

I slowly stand up and steady myself on the sink. Turning off the light, I reach for the door handle and quietly, but carefully tiptoe back towards my side of the bed.

I slide back under the covers and scoot over to Benny's side of the bed, placing my head on his chest, and draping my arm across his stomach. Benny's arms tightened around me automatically in his sleep.

The last thing I see as I drift off to sleep in Benny's arms are the half-dried tear puddles shining in the moonlight coming in through the bathroom window.

Abbey's POV

I wake up to the smell of bacon wafting up from the kitchen. I look at the clock on the nightstand, informing me that it was half past nine.

Sitting up, I stretch, automatically feeling the soreness in my muscles, letting out a low groan. I fall back onto the mattress, waiting for the pain to subside.

Benny comes up the stairs moments later, carrying a breakfast tray.

He smiles when he sees that I'm awake.

"Good morning, baby," he says, still smiling.

"'Morning," I mumble.

He reaches the side of the bed, sitting down and placing the tray on my lap.

"I thought that you'd enjoy breakfast in bed," he explains, looking at the tray, then up at me.

I look over the contents of the tray. There were scrambled eggs, crispy pieces of bacon, a glass of orange juice and a single red rose in a small glass vase.

I pick up the vase, and put the rose up to my nose, inhaling the sweet scent.

"Mmm…I love roses," I sigh. "Thank you, honey."

"You're welcome," Benny smiles, and leans in to kiss me.

It was a little peck on the lips, but I could still feel the love and passion between us.

"You might want to hurry up and finish that," Benny says. "Remember we're helping Ethan and Sarah move into their new house today."

"Right…" I trail off. I wanted to go back to bed, I was till tired from last night's episode.

"Don't worry," Benny smiles again. "I'm sure Ethan and I will do most of the work while you and Sarah gossip in the kitchen."

"We do not gossip," I point out. "We just talk about that's going on."

"It's still just girl gab."

"Whatever," I roll my eyes.

He kisses me on the lips once more and turns towards the door.

"I'll be downstairs when you're ready," he turns to look back at me as he exit's the room and smiles that smile that I had grown to love.

Abbey's POV

"I could use a glass of lemonade right now," Benny says out of breath, hands on knees.

Benny and Ethan were trying to move a flat screen TV into the living room of Sarah and Ethan's new house and had gone as far as the porch stairs and had needed to stop for a break. They were so out of shape it wasn't even funny.

I shake my head.

"I think Sarah made some this morning," Ethan says, getting up.

"No," I interrupt him. "I'll get it for you. You guys should rest because you have more work to do."

Ethan gets up anyway.

"I'll have to get up anyway to show you where the glasses are," Ethan explains.

"Good point," I reply and follow him into the house.

Once in the kitchen, Ethan retrieves three glasses from the cabinets and places them on the table. Going to the refrigerator, he removes a pitcher of lemonade.

"I'm sorry Sarah's not here," Ethan says. "She had a meeting with the Vampire Council."

"Ugh," I say in disgust. "I hate the Vampire Council. I'm glad I only had to deal with them once."

"Lucky you," he replies.

"They still don't understand why I chose to change back to a human," I sigh.

"That's because they haven't been human in hundreds of years," he says. "And they forgot what it was like."

"It is great," I admit. "I do miss being a vampire sometimes, but if you remember, I didn't want to be one at all."

"Yeah," Ethan says. "I do. Sarah found you in the woods hiding from Erica, and you begged us not to take you back to Jesse."

I had been such a mess that day. I was scared and confused, not to mention a newly turned fledgling.

I watch as Ethan pours lemonade in each of the glasses, making sure they all had the same amount of liquid in them.

He hands one to me and his eyes cloud over.

Ethan's POV

Ethan wasn't sure what had happened. He'd handed Abbey her glass of lemonade and his eyes had clouded over with a vision.

Vision:

Abbey struggling with some unknown force, her mouth open in a soundless cry of pain, while writhing around in agony.

Ethan looks up at Abbey in shock.

Abbey's POV

"What did you see?" I asked Ethan warily.

"You," he answers. "And you were in pain, like excruciating pain."

I knew I had to tell him before he told Benny about the vision.

"Ethan," I began, seriously. "I've been in pain like that for the past month, and Benny doesn't know. I've tried to keep quiet while it's happening so I don't wake him. I don't want him to see me like that. You have to promise me you won't tell him."

"What is it that's happening to you?" Ethan questions.

"Black Magic," I whisper. "I've fought it mentally and emotionally for so long that it's coming back with a physical attack this time."

"What's it feel like?" he asks.

"I can't describe it," I explain. "Mostly it's a pounding headache that makes your whole body feel like it's in pain."

"I'm so sorry Abbey," Ethan says sympathetically.

"Me too Ethan," I sigh. "Me too."

So, for some reason I couldn't get Abbey out of my head and since she did have her powers while she was a vampire, the thought came to me: What if the Black Magic did come back after she was turned back into a human? I kept brainstorming this idea for a couple of months and this is what I eventually came up with.

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