A/N: Hey everyone. Here's my next chapter!

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I curled back up and hugged my pillow to sleep, fighting back the urge to scream into the night.

SYDNEY POV

I sat bolt upright, sweating and breathing fast. My hand reached up to my lips and wiped them clean, hoping to rid any signs of what I had just condemned myself to.

I couldn't believe it. What was wrong with me? How can I be thinking this way? I am human, but more to the point, an Alchemist. He is a vampire, a Moroi, an evil creature of the night. I cannot be thinking about him in this way. No. I am not thinking of him in that way. I could never possibly stoop to such a taboo. But then, I couldn't get my dream - that had just shocked me out of my deep sleep – out of my head. Had I really just dreamt about him?

Worse, had I just dreamt of him kissing me? That was just ridiculous. I had to shake this feeling. I had to get my priorities straight. I am an Alchemist and he is a vampire, vampires are evil. That's all there is to it.

I forced myself to sleep; frightened that I would dream a taboo. But my sleep was dreamless.

I woke up remembering the whole dream – well I guess there is a first for everything. But it was strange, it felt so real as if I had actually lived it all.

"Sydney, you okay? You look like you have seen a ghost." Jill immerged from the bathroom, dressed and ready to go – always so eager to see Adrian on the days of her feedings.

"Ah, yeah I'm fine. Just a weird dream." I tried to hide that I wasn't fine, the fact that the dream had felt so real made it hard to face Adrian again – even though he won't be any different.

"Anything you want to share?" She gave me a what-was-it-really-about kind of look, but I wasn't giving any details to her.

"Nah, didn't really make any sense." My lie was lame, but I didn't want her to know what I had been thinking. It was bad enough that I even thought it.

"Okay," She didn't question me further, I was thankful that she didn't press the issue. "Are you going to be long? I'm going to meet Eddie on the field to practise for a little."

"Yeah, you go. I will be down soon."

"Okay, see you then." Jill bounced from the room filled with enthusiasm. She enjoyed her defence training with Eddie as she was determined to prove herself.

I clambered out of bed, moving to the bathroom. Whoa! That dream really had gotten to me. My hair was in a mess, but unlike usual it looked like it had been in a fight with a hurricane – and lost.

I pulled a comb through it, thanking myself for washing my hair last night before I want to bed. It was soft and the tangles came out easily.

Once my make-up was done and I was dressed ready to go, I made my way down to the field where Jill would no doubt be grilling Eddie for not using his full strength.

"Come on, that was not a real kick. How can I learn when you aren't doing it properly?" Ah, how did I guess? Jill and Eddie were under a tree on the side of the field. They were accompanied by a slumped figure lying on the ground with an umbrella shielding their face.

"You guys ready to go? You can continue later if you want but we should probably get to Clarence's."

Upon the sound of my voice the slumped figure removed the umbrella and sat up. Adrian. "Ahh, Sage! Good of you to join us." He flashed me a grin and waved like an idiot. "You don't look so good, Sage. Get up on the wrong side of the bed?" Was I really that obvious?

"Hey, leave her alone. She had a strange dream." No Jill, why did you bring that up? She may not have given it a second thought, but Adrian surly would.

I looked to him expecting a lot of questions – mostly ones of the sexual kind – but what I saw surprised me. Adrian had lost his grin, there were no signs of any smart remarks. For a few moments his expression went inwards as if he was elsewhere. I had a feeling it was some sprit affect so I chose to speak and bring him back to attention.

"Yeah it was just a weird dream, I lost a little sleep. Nothing to worry about." It worked and he was back in the real world once again.

"Well, would you like to explain the details?" He question in a teasing way.

"I think we all have different ideas as to what appears in our dreams compared to you, Adrian." I gave him a smirk, beginning to think that I had been spending too much time with him.

"Oh, careful. You might not be allowed to wear that uniform anymore, Sage. It's not part of the Adrian code." He smirked back at me and I couldn't help but giggle at the comment. I wasn't wearing a uniform, I was in my usual clothes. But Adrian always loved to mock my outfit choices. Today I had on a white blouse that was gathered at the front, with a dark pair of jeans and small black heels.

"Whoa! Did you guys just witness that. Sydney Sage just laughed at my comment." He jumped up from the ground, punching the air. "Yes people, I will die a happy man."

The three of them laughed at Adrian's performance while I just shook my head. Eddie and Jill had finished up the training session, they were now ready to go.

"Ah, Adrian," I glanced down at where had been lying down on the ground. Next to the flattened patch of grass was a half completed artwork. It appeared to be a flower which I assumed was a rose, but it was hard to tell from where I was standing. I felt sorry for Adrian at this point, he was still grieving over his break-up with Rose and it caused him great pain. "Don't forget your-" My words were cut short when Adrian snatched the work up off the ground.

"Yeah, got it." He snapped.

I took offence that Adrian didn't want me seeing his work, I mean, it's not like I didn't know that he was grieving. But, I let it go and ignored his sudden mood change to avoid any arguments.

"Alright, well we better get to Clarence's." I said.

We all clambered into Latte and I was taken aback when Adrian acted out of character, sitting in the back. He always sat in the front. Instead, Eddie was left with the front seat, while Jill sat beside Adrian.

If Jill and Eddie noticed that something was not right about Adrian, they didn't let on. Eddie casually accepted the front seat and Jill didn't complain.

The car ride over to Clarence's was the longest thirty minutes that I had ever sat through. We had all been silent since Adrian snapped after I mentioned the artwork and continued to stay silent when he had sat himself in the back of Latte.

"Could you all be quiet, you are all so loud!" Adrian piped up from the back seat causing Jill to erupt into giggles while Eddie fought hard to keep the laughter away. I myself couldn't supress my grin.

Trust Adrian to be the one to break the tension that he had caused. "Careful there, Ivashkov. That remark could earn you a ticket to get in with me."

I saw his face fall in the rear-view mirror. When he caught my eye, he was quick to glance away. What was with that? I thought he would think that was funny. I could see Jill trying to keep her grin off her face, while Eddie let out a slight cough. Did I miss something?

"What?" I demanded. "Adrian?"

"It's fine. I don't think you fully understood what you just said then." Eddie responded when it was clear that Adrian wasn't going to. He was so confusing today, he usually jumped at the chance to mock me.

"What did I say?" I questioned.

"Sydney, it was nothing." Jill assured me from behind.

"All I said was…" earn you a ticket to get in with me. My own voice echoed in my head, what I said finally sinking in. "Oh dear. Adrian I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way, I was just mimicking what you said earlier, about me being like you, it wasn't meant to sound that way." I spilled in a rush, making sure that they understood that I didn't mean it in any way other than him being like me when he told us to be quiet.

"It's fine, Sydney. Just drop it." Adrian was the one to reply this time, his tone harsh again. I was taken aback at the use of my actual name – he never used it.

I slumped back in my seat, defeated and confused, we rode the last five minutes to Clarence's in complete silence – the atmosphere slightly tenser than before.

ADRIAN POV

Careful there, Ivashkov. That remark could earn you a ticket to get in with me. I know she meant nothing by it, but her comment caused some supressed emotions to bubble to the surface.

"…it wasn't meant to sound that way." Her rambles were frantic as she tried to hide the naïve comment she had just made, normally I would be thrilled to mock her about this, but what she said had hit a nerve. It didn't pain me as such, but it had triggered a reaction in me.

"It's fine, Sydney. Just drop it." I know my tone was harsh, but I didn't mean for it to be. I was trying to act as if nothing had happened – according to her nothing had anyway – but I didn't want to raise any questions.

The rest of the ride was silent, no more traces of Jill and Eddie's laughter. It was because of me, but there wasn't really anything I could do about it, my last break of the tension had only lead to making it worse.

I was grateful when we reached Clarence's as I was able to put my artwork back in my cupboard. I was stupid to take it with me to Amberwood, of course there was a high chance that she would see it. Unless, deep down, I actually wanted her to see it? No, don't be stupid. Of course I didn't.

Dorothy greeted us at the door and led us inside. We all made our way into the house, sitting down on the couches in the lounge. I excused myself and headed for my room. I sat down on the couch that was placed between the two long windows on the far wall to study the painting. The Golden Lily was visible in the light that shone through my windows, although it was only outlined at the moment.

Had she seen it? Did she notice what I had sketched. She had spotted it on the ground, but could she tell what it was from where she had been standing? I stood up, placing the work on the floor. I rested it so it was at a similar angle as before.

I took a few steps away from it and stood in a position that resembled Sydney's from earlier. I viewed my drawing, trying to see what she saw – a rose.

I let out a sigh of relief. It only looked like a rose to her.

"Adrian?" Jill's voice snapped me back to the world and I flipped over the canvas, frightened that she would see it too. I hoped that I had been able to block her from my mind with my emotions all over the place.

"Yeah, ah, I'm coming." I placed the canvas in the corner of my cupboard on top of my other works then left my room.

"Is everything alright, Adrian." Jill's concern filled her voice. Yes, I had hidden my emotions.

"Jailbait, if something was wrong, you would be the first to know." I put on my casual I-don't-care-about-anything voice and shot her a grin.

"You sure?" Always doubtful of my honestly – but then again, who isn't?

"Jailbait, you know me. I'm tough." I knew it was a lame response, but it was the most I could manage without giving up my bravado. "Invincible, iron man, god amongst women, a natural comedian, a-"

"Invincible? Iron man? Yeah right. You may be a vampire, but you are definitely out of practise considering your hands don't do manual labour." Jill laughed at my response; I was amazed that it actually worked. Everyone was use to my rambling, often going with my subject changes without even realising it.

"You are right about that, Jailbait." I chuckled, relieved at her distraction from questioning me.

Jill and I joined the others in the lounge. I sat in my seat in the corner, distancing myself from Sydney. When I joined the group I couldn't help but notice the glum mood that hung over everyone in the room.

Eddie and Sydney sat across from Clarence and his nephew, Justin. He was an alright guy, boring if you ask me, but harmless. His dark hair was messed which he only made it worse when he ran his hands through it. His brown eyes glinting with anxiety.

Clarence looked much the same and so did everyone else for that matter.

"Why the long faces?" I chuckled. "You all look like you have just been told that there is a mob of Strigoi outside."

Sydney, Eddie and Justin all turned to face me, eyes full of fear and angst. I thought my comment was just an irrelevant, smartass remark – but looking at their faces now – I got the feeling I hit the nail right on the head.

"There was a Strigoi attack last night." Justin confirmed to Adrian. Nothing out of the ordinary, however I assumed there was more to it.

"A Moroi girl, she was twenty-one." Sydney added.

"Where was it? Los Angeles?" I asked, but was doubtful judging by their expressions.

"No." Eddie answered. His tone was harsh and blunt. "Palm Springs."

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