A/N: This is technically my 2nd fic but I let my other one die like a dead thing...so it's my 1st 'official' fic. BTW: you'll have to read my bio page to find out exactly who my muses are...I have several...

Tylor: But um yer favorite! looks adorable Don't you just LOVE me?! I'm so beautiful! carries on

Fangilitis: Ok Napoleon, you go on thinkin' that...Oo Disclaimer: I do not own Aubrey, Kendra, or Mayhem (city).

Chapter 1If You Love Me

September 1, 1850 Valdosta, Georgia

'...Three days ago... Three days ago she had Elizibeth... Three days ago she called for me and I failed to come to her...' Aubrey thought furiously. 'How could I have ignored her? I wonder... does she... hate me?'

Aubrey stood at the front doors of a large plantation. The huge cotton and tobacco fields flowed like a sea behind the great house and four lamps shone in the upstairs windows. The air was cool and moist and as he stood there dew collected on Aubrey's neck. He approached the doors, but stopped midway remembering his love Bianca's husband. He wouldn't let nightly visitors in especially if they were for his wife.

Aubrey used the one of simplest vampire tricks to get up to Bianca's bedroom. He'd made sure to arrive in her closet due to a close call he'd had with coming up while her husband was in her room. As he stood in the congested closet he listened for her husband's voice. After standing in the closet for a few minutes, Aubrey opened the closet door.

Bianca stood to greet her lover "Aubrey! It is good to see you! Oh! My baby she was-"

"Born three days ago. Yes, I know. Her name is Elizibeth, is it not?" Aubrey could read her every thought if he wanted to, yet he didn't dare invade his love's privacy.

"It is... Aubrey, Why won't you change me? All I want is to get away from this mothering, corset wearing, rich life. I don't want to be pampered like this. I want to see all Negro's free, but I never will if I stay here! And I won't leave here if I stay with my husband. You know he won't allow me to-"Aubrey silenced his love with a kiss.

Bianca looked down to hide her tears from him "Why..? If you love me so much why won't you give me the one thing I wish for..?"

Aubrey answered her mentally, ' Because, I love your children as much as if they were my own. And I don't think that you would want to know what would happen to Elizibeth if you left her with her father now.' Aubrey moved closer to Bianca and looked into her blue-green eyes. She held her gaze longer than any mortal ever had, but eventually had to look away, just as they all did. "Love, I didn't come here to fight with you. I came to make sure you were all right and to see Elizibeth. So, where is the little cherub?"

Aubrey's Northern accent gave away his Yankee heritage. Although she had to stand by her husband's choice to be a confederate, Bianca fancied herself as a Yankee woman who would someday earn an education and maybe even get a job in the north.

Elizibeth is in the sitting room. She is probably hungry by now. I fed late because I was enthralled with reading over one of your letters. Well, I must tend to my little darling." Bianca opened the doors to the sitting room and turned to Aubrey.

"Do come in. I'm sure my sweet child would adore to meet the handsome devil her mother is in love with. Come Darling." Bianca lifted little Elizibeth from her bassinet. She had lots of hair for a baby and it was reddish-brown in color. Her yellow-green eyes stood out greatly against her pale skin and her little chubby cheeks seemed rosy from warmth.

"Aubrey, I... I want you to take Elizbeth away from here when she's older. I want her to get used to the real world, not the fantasy that I grew up in. Could you... do that for me?" Bianca blinked back tears. She knew it would be a long time before she saw Aubrey again.

"Of course I can."

From then on the kisses were soft and pleasure filled, but only for Bianca. The pit in Aubrey's stomach grew as he held back his terrible news longer. He didn't want to break her heart, but Mayhem needed him for a while and he didn't know how long that while would be.

Fangirlitis: did ya like it? Please please let me know! Y'all can criticize, but not hate reviews please!

Tylor: still carrying on But aren't I SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BEAUTIFUL?!?!

Fangirlitis: And a special thanx to my sis...Kawaii Kitsune Cub...She's my editor...(go on you know you wanna read her stuff...it's twenty times better than this...at least her fans think so...)