Hey guys, This is my first fic that Iv posted on so positive and negative feed back is always welcome. I try to be open minded about peoples opinions, if anyone has anything they would like me to add, or if anyone notices any errors just send me a PM. I don't know how many chapters this story will be yet so just bear/bare/beer? with me ahah. Anyway, writing this story for a new friend I just recently made named Nicole, shes pretty cool and she also writes amazingly check her out yo, fortheloveoffaberry. Alright awesome thanks guyss byeee. :D

The leaves changed with the weather, the world seemed to slow down and the air became cooler. That's what she loved about this time of year

For a long time she lived in a world where everything seemed to be fast pace. She often thought she would never have that moment in time where everything felt slower, felt normal. Until she met her mate, she never knew what normal was.

She remembers every detail of what had happened that night. She can still feel the emotion linger on her skin, smell the salt in the air. Remember what it felt like to finally feel free and at the same time have every emotion hit you all at once. But in all that she can still feel the moment when it all came crashing down, the feeling of something in this world that could ground her.

You see every vampire has a soul mate. Its one of the many things that happen once you are changed from human to vampire. But its your job to find that mate, and it can take years or even centuries.

The year had been 2007, she had been around for a long period of time and she had come to the conclusion that maybe finding her mate wasn't in the cards for her.

So she had busied herself, busied herself to make sure she didn't have to think about finding her mate. Her mother had often told her that eventually someday everything would change. She would never tell her mother that she herself had stopped believing that years ago.

It had been dark, that's when she preferred to be out. She would often find herself sitting in a park looking up at the star's. collecting her thoughts, thoughts like wondering what the world was going to throw at her next.

And just like her mother had said, everything was going to change, a change for the better in her fast pace of a life.

She had been sitting on top of a small hill, in the park that she so often came too. She had just wiped a stray tear off of her cheek when she heard it. A small whimper in the distance.

It had been around one or two in the morning. She had gotten curious and then she had gotten hungry, who in their right mind would come to a park in the middle of the night.

She slowly stood up and looked in the direction of where she heard the whimpering coming from, over by the swings.

In the distance she could see a small figure hugging them self. Her hunger instantly died down, long ago she had made a vow to herself, no killing children.

She didn't want to frighten the kid but she knew this child shouldn't be out this late, it wasn't safe.

She started little by little over towards the swings, as to try and not scare the kid. She had gotten fairly close and could see that the child was a little girl, no more than twelve.

She stood by a pole close enough to the swings but far enough that the girl might not feel that scared, as she called out to her.

"Excuse me, are you alright?"

The little girl snapped her head up and froze. "W-who's there?"

"I'm sorry to have scared you, but I heard you crying."

The little girl stood up from the swing while trying to reach for something in her pants pocket. "Tell me who you are, I'm not afraid to mace you. My daddy has trained me to defend myself."

She smiles to herself because here in front of her stands a four foot, twelve year old reaching for mace.

"My names Carmilla, I promise I'm not going to hurt you." she slowly moved into the light.

"I-I don't know." says the small girl standing by her once forgotten swing.

"You seem sad, and I promise I only want to talk." said Carmilla walking into the light.

The little girl watches Carmilla for a few more moments before she took a seat back on the forgotten swing. "Okay, I trust you."

Carmilla stands there, kind of shocked and kind of curious. Because this girl who not moments ago was trying to pull out mace, was now telling her that she trusts her.

"Is it okay if I come and sit next to you on the swings." Carmilla gives a small smile.

"That would be fine." the young girl says as she rubs at her eyes.

Carmilla walks over to the swing right next to the girl and sits down. Now that she can see her better, she can see that her cheeks are puffy , her eyes red, and she can smell salt in the air from tears.

They sit there in silence for a few minutes, the little girl the first to break the silence.

"Oh , how rude of me. My names Laura, Laura Hollis." hand outreached to Carmilla.

Carmilla smiles and reaches for Laura's hand. "It's nice ot meet you cupca-" Carmilla's words die on her tongue as soon as there hands make contact.

"Are you okay, you look like you have seen a ghost." Laura retracts her arm back to the chain of the swing.

Carmilla looks down at her hand, then back to Laura. She clears her throat "I'm fine, no ghosts. Just thought I saw a black cat run by." she plays it off with a small smile.

Laura returns her smile "What are you doing in the park so late." she asks as she kicks at the dirt.

"I might ask you the same question cupcake, you can't be more than twelve and it is really late." Carmilla wonders aloud as she watches Laura's movements.

"I'll have you know that I am twelve and a half. As for the rest, I had a nightmare. So I put on my shoes and I put on my jacket and ran." Laura says with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Twelve in a half or not it's dangerous out here, you never know what's around the corner."

"I know, but I had to get away. You just don't understand, I couldn't go wake up my daddy. He's already going threw so much and I felt like I just needed to escape." Laura doesn't look at Carmilla. She knows that she soon in front of this complete stranger she's bound to break down and cry again.

But Carmilla can tell that the younger girl is about to cry, because she can smell the salt once again in the air.

She knows she shouldn't touch the girl but she reaches over and puts a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, it'll be okay. You can talk to me about it if you want. I promise I'm a good listener." Carmilla gives her a small squeeze to her shoulder. .

Laura looks up at her with a quivering chin and all Carmilla wants to do is take all the pain away from this little girl.

"I-I okay." says Laura as she lets out a small hiccup.

The hand that was once on the little girls shoulder now sits in Carmilla's lap. She knew that anymore physical contact wouldn't be good, because physical contact brought the urge to turn her and this was just a kid, someone that couldn't decide for them self just yet.

Laura looks over at Carmilla and a single tear escapes her eyes. "It all happened about a month ago. Mommy went into the hospital a-and I-"

Laura was visibly sobbing at this point and Carmilla knew what was going to be said next. She could feel it, feel every emotion running threw her own body. Running threw as if she had been the one to experience everything that Laura had gone threw.

She sat there, she sat there and watched as this broken girl in front of her tried to control her breathing and wipe away fallen tears.

"She past away two weeks ago." said Laura.

All Carmilla could do was try and contain herself. The pain and emotions hitting her all at once like a ton of bricks.

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