A/N: Here's number 4. Next chapter is coming up next. :) XOXO JD

After 10 years

United States 2001

"Anna dear, can you help me bringing this into the car?" Louisa, Lilliana mother said to while bringing a huge box to the car. Anna on the other hand was folding the last piece of her dress and gently placed it in her suitcase before heading out, "Alright, mom. In a minute."

After helping out her mother, Lilliana turn around and see the last of the box next to her and look towards the house in front that is already empty. It was a double-story terrace with a wide front yard where Alpha, her little Labrador would run around safely with the white picket fence place around the house.

It was a beautiful home where she had stayed most of her life in yet it was full of heart-wrenching memories. A month has passed after the death of her father and neither her and her mother has the will to live there anymore. Memories of how her father, Jensen White having a heart attack in her parent's room while no one was around fills them with guilt. Neither knows the passing of Mr. White after arriving home from groceries shopping and saw Jensen refusing to wake up from his deep slumber.

Poor man has been struggling with health issues for years and he was strong enough to stay healthy till then. His passing was too hard to bear and Anna has known that pain too well.

After her mom and her get into the car, they drove away and didn't turn back.

"Are you sure you'll be okay, sweetie? I'm so sorry for making you going alone but you know Teddy. He won't let me go unless the project's done and I promise that once it is, I'll come to visit you and grandma soon, alright?" Louisa said after hugging her and placed a kiss on her forehead in their car. They were right in front of the airport.

"Alright, mom. It's fine. You don't have to worry about me. I'll be fine." Anna said with a smile on her cheeks.

"Okay, sweetie. First of all, everything's done. The furniture is packed; everything's is being delivered too grandma's home in a week. I've taken care of everything and the most important thing that I want you to do is enjoy yourself and maybe, take some to see around. Perhaps it may bring up some sweet memories that you've once left behind." Louisa smiled and rub her fingers in her hand. Anna smiled sadly and answered.

"I doubt that, mom. I don't think there's anything nice for me to reminisce about." Louisa stare at her daughter for a moment and smiled sadly, "I know things have been tough for you, sweetie but I want you to be strong and have faith that everything thing would be fine. Bad things happen but that does not mean it will last." Tears fell from Lilliana cheeks and Louisa held her chin so that she would face her.

"I'm sure your father and Brahms wouldn't want to see you sad. They would be devastated seeing you upset, sweetie. So am I." Anna nodded and continue to wipe her tears.

"It's just that, having dad died, I feel like the people who I love around me is leaving me, mom and now, having to go back to where he lives makes me remember, mom. IT's just with all those school works, and your job, and dad's passing and now going back is like a one huge blow to me." Anna slump backwards and rub her forehead with her finger, as if she was in pain.

Louisa sighed and said, "I know, sweetie. I know. That's why all I want you to do is to relax, take some times off, forget about everything that is bothering you and let me handle all this, okay. I promise you that everything will be fine. I swear."

Anna, "I hope so mom. I really do hope so."

Wiltshire

The house remains the same even after 10 years. Perhaps some of the paint on the wooden house start to fade and some of the woods look rotten, it's a small job for Anna to polish it up since she uses to volunteer for building houses and repairs them with her friends for their class projects.

As she steps out of the cab, she paid the driver and walk towards the house. It was so quiet as if no one was staying there. The porch was empty and barren. Only an old rocking chair sat on the left side of the porch. Anna eyes drifted towards the barren tree next to the house and the huge branches in which the end was wrapped with thick ropes that supports a plank horizontally.

Anna remembers that swing as it was the one where Brahms used to make for them so that they would play together. Sometimes, she would sit on it and Brahms would push her rather gently so that despite having fun, she would also be safe.

She smiled remembers of how protective he was, always ready to stand by her to carry her fall, dust and dirt that grazes her skin and wipe away her tears even before they fall. That was how much love Brahms has in him. His gentleness and kindness was so precious.

Even at the last moment they were together, Brahms sacrifice his life to save her and not once has she forgotten the screams and aches he felt for they've shared it equally in the hands of the vile man.

Suddenly, an elderly woman who was wearing a nurse uniform step out of the house and wave at her with huge smile on her cheeks. "Hello there."

Anna wave back and step closer from where the swing was. She walks towards the porch and they shake hand.

"You must be Mrs. White, granddaughter. My name is Abigail. I am her nurse. Louisa never told me that her daughter was such a lovely thing."

"Thank you. Erm, I'm Anna and I'll be staying with grandma for this past few weeks. I think my mother already told you that. I hope I won't be intruding, though." She smiles.

"Of course not, little missy. It would be a great thing for poor Mrs. White. Lady has been lonely for years but I'm sure your visit would cheer her up. Louisa did make a call and told me so you 've got nothing to worry about."

Anna frowned and they both enter the house together They said that one must never judge a book by its cover and the words are indeed right. Grandma house might be old from the outside but the inside, it was untouched from the day she stayed there 10 years ago. The couch still looks fine and it was placed in the same spot for years, right in the middle of the room.

The walls were dark brown and small chandelier lights up the room. The inside of the house would look exactly like the one you see in an antique shop. The small wooden cupboards at the side has small ornaments and flower vase on it. The room seems clean and Anna know Abigail was the one to thank for.

Anna looks around and ask, "Where's grandma?"

"Oh, Mrs. White is at the backyards. Still enjoying the fresh air, I think. Lady has been there for quite a long time though Might as well see her and tell her 'bout your arrival, now shall we."

Anna nodded but before Abigail left, she says, "Why did you say she was lonely? I mean, for grandma to be really quiet and lonely as you've said, doesn't sound like grandma at all. I mean, I would know since she was so talkative and won't stop being chatty, if…if you know what I mean." Anna left a nervous giggled.

"It seems so, my dear. That's what I've heard the neighbors around says too but for years, maybe since you left she has started to change. I heard something about fire and a boy happens in the past and it really brought a huge toll on Mrs. White. Poor fella." Abigail look genuinely sad and shook her head in sympathy.

Anna nodded and followed her to the back. As they step outside, Anna see her grandmother on the corner, near to a blooming roses and steps towards her. Abigail was in the lead and when she reached to her, Abigail whisper to her grandmother, "She's here, Esme. Your sweet, Anna is home."

Mrs. White body froze but she didn't turn around to see Anna. She remains still and still gazing towards the rose garden.

Abigail turns towards Anna with a disappointed look and shook her head. Abigail came closer towards Anna and whisper, "I'm sorry, Anna dear. She's been like this for quite some time now. I believe that your present would bring her to life but as you can see. "They look back towards Mrs. White who remains silent.

Anna smiled back, "It's fine. Maybe she's not in the mood. It's better we leave her to herself for a moment. I'll make sure to talk to her later."

Abigail nodded and they both went in the house to handle other stuff. AT the moment, Mrs. White smiles to herself and says softly, "She's back. Your Anna is back."

It was night time. Anna already unpacked everything she had with the help of Abigail before she left to buy some bread from the 24 hours store nearby. However, Abigail makes sure to leave her the instruction she needs for her grandmother like what she usually eats and what her medication are so it did put Anna's mind at ease.

It was indeed tiring since she has just arrived from the 8 hours' journey to be there and unpacking most of her stuff put a toll on her. Yet, the sight of her grandmother just sitting quietly on the rocking chair causes all her mind of her exhaustion. She sat in front of her grandmother and smiled while rubbing her wrinkly yet soft hand, folded on her lap.

"How are you, grandma? I missed you a lot you know. "

Mrs. White just kept quiet and stare at the wall in front of her. Anna bit her lips and try to think what else that would able to get a response from her grandmother.

"You know what, you don't have to worry about me not being here anymore. I'm moving here, grandma. That means we'll be together now. I do hope you won't mind." Anna giggled softly and brushes her grandmother front hair. However, Mrs. White didn't move a muscle nor breath a single word.

Anna sighed and was about to stand when she suddenly thinks about another idea.

"I was thinking that I will be visiting the Heelshire Mansion tomorrow. You know, the places I used to play in when I was small. With Brahms."

Mrs. White suddenly smiles and Anna smiles too, knowing she was able to get a reaction out of her grandmother.

"If you excuse me, I'll be checking out the food in the kitchen, kay grandma. I won't be long."

As she was about to stand again, Mrs. White roughly grabs her hand and Anna was stunt. Her boney fingers squeezing tightly on her skin, causes her to hiss in pain.

"G..grandma. You're h..hurting me!"

"He's been waiting for you. He knows you're here."

Mrs. White said while her gaze continues on the wall and not an ounce of emotion carved her face.

"Who, grandma? What do you mean?"

"He's coming for you, Anna. He won't stop. He keeps coming to me and ask me about you, Anna. He was so excited. You should've seen the look on his face. Wait…He..he don't have a face. He don't have one. It's burn. You can't see him. You can't see him. You can't see him. You ca…."

Anna frowned at her as her grandmother was hysterical and keeps on repeating the same things over and over again. As her grip got tighter, Abigail came just in time to inject her on her wrist. After a few second, her grip loosens and Mrs. White slowly dozes off.

"I'm so sorry, Anna. I didn't mean to be this long. How is your arm?"

"I..m fine. It's nothing to be worry about." Anna reply and smiled but the bruises on her hand didn't hide the pain she was feeling so she ends up going outside and sat on the porch staircase while Abigail took care of her grandma. She rubbed her hand and look above to gaze at the stars. Unfortunately, the sky was covered with clouds. Anna rest her back on a pillar and sighed.

Thank God Abigail stays with her. She knows she wouldn't be able to take care of her grandmother in her tired state. It's not that she was bothersome but she truly did love her grandmother but with everything that has falls on her, Anna was sure she wouldn't be able to handle everything right now. She feels pain and pain was all she felt. Physically, mentally and emotionally. Drained, she felt.

Maybe mom was right.

Time.

All she need is time. Hence, she would be fine especially in the peaceful green atmosphere that surrounds Wiltshire. Anna stood up and decided to enter the house so that she would be able to catch her sleep after all.