It was Friday, and in the crack of dawn, a small sun ray let herself in the bedroom, were a thousand-year old hybrid and a baby vamp lay with each other.

The morning found them just as the night had left them, in the same place; Rose cuddled up on Klaus.

When Rose stirred a bit it woke up Klaus. He was surprised that they woke up the same way they slept, he usually stirred a lot in his sleep, due to the nightmares he always had.

He was more shocked though to the fact that he actually allowed her to sleep with him. He never did that. He got his way with the women he met and then either drain them of any blood or kick them out. Sometimes, right after he was done, he got up and just left, expecting them to disappear before he returned. Never, not once in all those years he let anyone stay in bed with him. Nor vampires, nor humans nor werewolves, nor witches. No one. But the little blonde one in his arms was a living proof of it. He let out a small smile at her; being glad that she was there.

Another thing that he noticed that made him smile down at Rose; this was the first night in a long time that he slept like a baby, with no nightmares as well.

"Sorry if I woke you up" she said sleepily cracking a small smile.

"Morning, that's fine love" he said kissing her forehead.

"Morning" she said leaning up to him to place a peck on the lips. When she pulled back, she looked slightly worried. Making Klaus worry a bit. "What's wrong love?" he questioned.

"I need to go" she said getting up and flashing over to pick up her clothes and underwear, while he just looked at her.

When she was fully dressed and at the door, ready to leave, he got up, wearing nothing but his boxers and touched her hand. She flinched at the contact, but turned around to look into his eyes.

"I'll miss you love." he said while his pupils dilated. While a small tear escaped his eye and slid down his now cold cheek.

"You will remember this night, but you won't remember my name, nor where I brought you, nor what I told you. The only thing you will remember will be my face and the night we spent together." he finished while another tear slipped down his cheek.

"Bye" she said and in a flash she was outside the grill.

"Weird" she mumbled to herself, while she tried to figure out how the hell she got there. She only remembered this beautiful guy, what was his name? And that they had... Holly shit balls! She gasped thinking what they did last night. She had only been in Mystic Falls only for like a month, trying to adjust. Making out with a guy she only remembered his face, well, it wasn't the very definition of "adjusting".

The only thing she could actually remember was his face and their night together in bed. A vague memory itself. Everything else was blurry.

She shrugged her shoulders and kept walking towards her small house, which was left to her from her mum.

She was supposed to be at school, but she just couldn't bring herself to go. After walking for half an hour, she entered the small, one story house and closed the door behind her. It was pretty dark in there, and even though the sun didn't hurt her because of her spelled ring, that was given to her by an old witch friend of hers back in Florida, she thought that darkness was better.

She let herself fall to the floor, with her back against the now closed-door and hugged her knees to herself, a few tear drops making their way down her beautiful face. All make up was gone from her face from last night.

She remembered the kiss. Their first. In the rain, everything so romantically perfect. She was pretty sure she was in love with the guy, he was sweet and loving with her. She remembered them talking, but she couldn't recall what was it about they talked. She missed his warm embrace, his strong arms around her waist and his eyes... Those perfect sea blue eyes... The looks he gave her all night were mesmerizing. She wondered why the hell she couldn't remember his name.

A name.

A small word that represented your identity. A word that could make you turn around and look for the one who called you. Such a small word but such a big meaning to it...

She picked herself up and moved through the corridor that separated the living room and dinning room, and moved down the corridor to her room. She opened her door and let herself in.

Her room wasn't girly. It wasn't what you would expect from a girl with her looks.

One wall was painted turquoise and the others plain white. In front of the turquoise wall, was her small desk and chair.

There were piles of handouts, notebooks and her laptop. On that wall were pictures of her, her family and her beloved dog that died last wall opposite from her bedroom's window was filled with posters of her favorite rock bands, such as AC/DC, Guns n' Roses, KISS, Beatles, Bon Jovi and HIM. Against that wall was her black wooden bed. It was lower than usual beds but it was huge, that's how she liked it. The mattress was an electric blue color and her pillows were like a rainbow; all sorts of different colors on different shades. She dropped on her bed feeling exhausted. She didn't even bother to change her clothes. She just took her shoes and socks off and dumped them on the wooden floor.

She turned herself so she was looking at the ceiling. Her dad had painted it himself. The background of the ceiling was white and in the middle of it there was a round shaped lamp that was fully touching the ceiling. The special thing about it was the wavy lines that "came" out of the lamp. Red, blue, orange, green, yellow and purple. It was truly magical. And at the corners of the ceiling there were dolphins. The other thing that she loved, was the round chair that was hung from the ceiling and didn't touch the ground. She could sit there and just stare out her window forever if she could. She looked away; outside through her saw the clear blue sky and her favorite tree and her beloved tree house. She missed this place!

But it wasn't the same without her parents...

She drifted to sleep after a while, dreaming about the unknown man she had unknowingly fell in love with...