I smile to myself as I walk through the open woods, simply identifying my way by instinct, the sun beaming down on me, its heat warming my fair skin, the scent of blossoms and pine flooding my senses when I see the lake just up ahead and something glittering in the sunlight. I skip over and kneel onto the welcoming pasture and locating the shiny item amongst the green strands, what I find makes me smile brightly, it's a beautiful ring, a silver metal blue diamond shaped mape-pearl ring.

I slip it onto my finger and tilt my head to examine its splendor, when I hear a faint whisper from afar "Edie…"

I look up and see a shadow from across the lake, I can't make it out as I stand, stepping closer to the verge of the water but I still can't seem to make the figure out, the voice distorted as I narrow my eyes "Edie…"

Then the light breeze brushes the leaves, allowing a ray of light to expose the brilliant blue orbs of the figure "Edie!"

I suddenly snap up in bed, a light sweat on my brow and auburn red strands falling in front of my eyes, I get out of bed and wonder over to my dresser, taking my cloth from the wash bowl, wiping away the sweat and tapping down my neck as I look into the mirror. My skin is rosy pale and unblemished but for a small scar on the right of my jaw, my sapphire pools deep and my curls falling down my shoulders.

As I but down my cloth I see a short haired mocha skinned woman standing at my doorway through my mirror and smile "good evening Olivia."

I turn as she walks in with a faint smile on her face "Edolie, why are you up at this time?"

"I couldn't sleep, is father home yet?" I ask; eager to change the subject.

She sighs deeply and answers "yes, he's in the study… Edolie, try to get some sleep."

I give a firm nod and she leaves to go her room, once she's gone I gently pull the long chain from around my neck finding the same ring from my dream at the end and I graze the stone with my fingertips, slipping it onto my slender finger, I feel something like… recognition, but I can't place it anywhere other than the woods and lake from my dream, it's always the same, the woods, the lake, the ring and blue eyes… since as far back as I can remember… it's the only time I've ever felt completely at peace, safe…happy.

I close my eyes and sigh deeply, slipping the ring off and back under my nightdress as I stand and wander barefoot though the halls of the house until I find the study, the fireplace roaring and the top of a man's head from the chair. I walk over and sit on the floor beside his legs looking up at his closed eyes as I rest my head on his knee, his eyes snap open and a sweet smile merges on his face, a firm gentle hand rising to land on my curly hair.

"Hello Sunshine how was your evening?" he asks, a twinge of sadness in his voice.

"Alright I suppose, I read a little, played the piano for a while then went to bed, what about you?" I answer with a light shrug, enjoying the warmth from the glowing flames before us.

I see his smile falter at my question and he raises his other hand, holding a glass of whisky and brings it to his lips "not as well as I would have liked I'm afraid."

I watch as he takes a long swig, staring into the fire as his fingers play with my hair "tell me again father… about our human life."

He gives a ghost of a smile when his eyes meet mine "I'm not really up for reliving memory's tonight Sunshine."

I pout with a bow of my head and mutter to myself "at least you have memories to relive!"

"Edolie… I'm sorry, I know it must be hard for you, not remembering and what with me running around all the time and us moving constantly… I'm just tired." he smiles down at me and I just shake my head lightly.

"No, I'm sorry, I know what you're doing is important I just… I miss you, I'd like to help you and sometimes not being able to remember makes me selfish, angry." I confess with down cast eyes.

He strokes my hair with a smile "you're a good girl Edolie, no father could be prouder, but you know my feelings on your involvement in this… no."

I sigh leaning back and looking him in the eye "Father… I want to help, please, they were my family to!"

"I know Sunshine, but… your my weakness, if he were to discover that you survived the attack he'd come after you and he'd never stop! We already lost your mother and brother; I can't lose you as well!" he says having lent forward and cupped my face with one gruff palm.

I nuzzle into his palm and offer him a coy smile "I understand father, I do, I just… I wish I could do more."

He leans in and I stand on my knees as his forehead touches mine "hush now sunshine, you keep me sane, keep me human… now, back to bed, we leave tomorrow."

I nod and stand, walking out with a kiss on his cheek and leave the room, but as I hear whispering I linger out if site of the doorway "she's still having the dreams."

I hear Olivia's voice and then my father's follow "I know, she always has… will it change anything?"

"Of all the witches you've known through the centuries why are you asking me?" she asks blankly and with an underlining tone of frustration, perhaps with a lingering of resentment.

"Because I'll always ask, I need every opinion." he answers as I hear him starting to pace with a rise in his voice.

"Honestly? I don't know she's had these dreams since she was turned and still nothing, however… it could be one thing, just one of the smallest things to trigger something, anything." she answers with a fearful, worried tone.

I then listen to the determined voice of my father "I just need to kill him then everything will be better, and then she'll be free to live her life!"

She huffs and I hear her voice move across to fathers "Mikael… do you really think killing Niklaus will free her?"

"Maybe not, but it will at least give her a chance! Pack your things, we're leaving Chicago" I quickly walk off at hearing his footsteps come closer to me and head straight to my room.

As I lay in bed I stare up at the ceiling, I can't help but wonder about Niklaus, the man who murdered my family! Father has told me many times about the monster, yet I know so little about him, except that he's a monstrous creature who brutally savaged my family, who nearly killed me as well as my father, but… I don't remember it; I've overheard my father many times, talking about saving me from this beast I can't recall. I know I should hate the very should of his name, but for some reason I don't, I feel… recognition.