A/N: So I've got lots of other things to do…so I'm doing this! I got this other Hollows fic I'm really hoping to finish (not even going to post the first chappie until I'm mostly done with it.) It's another kind of weird one. Rachel from three years in the future is accidently jumped back in time to (like a month after) Pale Demon. And the Rachel from that time is jumped into the future three years. Two Rachel first person POV's and lots of confused Ivy! I'm really excited about it, but I have to finish a short –story for school first.

Listening to: Never Let Me Go by Florence and the Machine

-Four-

– Life Can Only Be Understood Backwards; But It Must Be Lived Forwards. -

"Hey Jenks," I stared at him as he tucked the red bandana around himself and hung on to the rear view mirror of the Volvo. "Where are your kids? I mean you can't have put them all in that one flower pot." I smiled. Jenks didn't. "They're okay right?" I asked nervously when he didn't answer.

Jenks's eyes narrowed."That's none of your business. You might think you know me, but I don't know you. I don't talk about my family to people I don't know."

"Fine," I said and held my hands off the wheel, almost missing the turn of for our street. I really hoped Jenks's kids were alright but something told me a few of them - at the very least - weren't. We parked and I looked around in amazement.

The church looked the same as I remembered it. Which was strange because I had never seen it before but everything from the heavy wooden door to the graves in the backyard were still there.

I sat down on the stone angel, the one that had always creeped me out and Jenks landed on a nearby grave.

"So exactly how does this prove you are not insane?"

"There is a church. I mean I told you we live here. Your kids live here." I waved around the graveyard and towards the garden.

"Only we don't," he rose up a few inches in the air. "I have never been here before."

"I know but I remember this place," I held up my arms waving around. "But I'm not even a hundred percent sure I have ever been here."

"You do know that only makes you sound more insane?" Jenks put his hands on his hips. I frowned. Maybe he was right. Maybe the church really existing only made me more insane.

The sun suddenly became unbearably bright. I tried to close my eyes but I couldn't. Desperate, I tried to use my arms as a shield from the sun but the light was still in my eyes. I tried to move but I couldn't and then I suddenly couldn't get enough air either.

"Good pupil response," someone mumbled. "But that doesn't change anything Miss Tamwood."

"Hey witchy witch, snap out of it." Jenks shrill voice made my eyeballs hurt and I blinked, never having been more thankful for the ability to close my eyes.

Miss Tamwood?

I knew that name. It was Ivy's last name. But the voice had been talking to me, right? It had been inside my head. Jenks at least hadn't heard it.

"I'm sorry Jenks," I told him and rubbed my fingers against my temple. The rumbling of a motorcycle from a street over made me think of Ivy's bike. This all had started with Ivy. Or maybe it was Josh's fault. Waking up with him was the first real memory I was sure I had. Then, I realized I had no memories of Josh at all, except for the ones from this morning. That seemed very strange because I could remember things about him when I woke up, I was sure of that. "Something is very strange but I don't think I am going crazy. I think it's the world's fault."

"Yeah, " Jenks flew up into the air looking annoyed. "Blame the world. It's so big and bad. You have to fight demons and Trent is always out to get you."

"What?" I spun around as he flew in circles.

"And don't get me started on Ivy," he continued his ranting, completely ignoring me. "Yeah it's so bad to live with someone who actually cares about you." He changed his tone as he continued, trying to imitate my voice. "It's so difficult for me having Ivy be in love with me. And my mom moved away and now I'm falling in love with a freaking elf. God Rache. Figure yourself out-"

"Jenks," I yelled. "Jenks did you just remember what I remember?" Jenks stopped buzzing around and stared at me, his eyes growing larger by the second. The motorcycle noise was on our street now. It actually sounded exactly like Ivy's bike.

"Yeah I guess I did." He dropped a feet in the air. "I don't get it Rache, what are we doing here?"

"I'm trying to prove to you I am NOT insane." I sat down and took a relieved breath. Jenks remembered. I wasn't going crazy!

"Of course you're not insane." He settled back on a gray stone his paper thin wings still beating. "I mean what are you still doing here? It's not right. It's been too long." I wanted to ask him what the heck he was going on about but before I could he burst out."Someone is coming around to the back." He flew back up in the air and I stood, looking towards the path that led to the graveyard. As the person Jenks had heard walked into my line of sight I simply stared wide eyed at her.

"Hello Rachel."

"Ivy?" I gasped, still staring at her. I wasn't sure why I was so surprised to see Ivy at the church. She lived there…or we did? Still it was somehow very strange for her to be there. "What are you doing here?" Ivy was no longer in her flowing dress but in her normal leathers; looking fantastic as usual. The little girl look on her face, however, made me very thankful she was in her normal clothes because if she still had been looking all girly I would have been to tempted to hug her and tell her that there were no monsters under the bed.

"I figured you would come here. Since you asked about it…" she didn't look predatory at all, maybe because it was still just afternoon and because she wasn't as close to Piscary anymore. Not that that really mattered, she was his Scion.

Still, she looked like I imagined human Ivy would look. In fact she wasn't moving very much like a vampire at all. I frowned. "Ivy? What is wrong with you?" Ivy smiled and her teeth looked perfectly normal. Not even the slightest hint of sharper canine teeth all living vampires had.

"I'm wonderful Rachel. I'm not a vampire anymore. It's all thanks to you." She kept on smiling, making me think of that creepy movie where everyone seems to be perfect but really are robotic versions of themselves.

"Jenks," I called, but when I looked around he wasn't there. "Jenks!" I called again, louder this time. Where the hell was he?

"You fixed me Rachel. You made me all better."

"I…I…" I backed away from her as she walked closer to me. I hadn't done anything. I had been trying to think of ways to keep Ivy from losing her soul but I hadn't been able to figure something out. "Ivy I didn't do anything."

"Yes you did." She tilted her head and stopped walking towards me. "You saved me. All those times, those things I had to do to make you safe. You finally found a way to pay me back for them."

"Ivy I couldn't do it," I whispered as I continued to back away from her. "I'm sorry. I promise I will try harder. I'll try to make it right-"

"Remember all those marks Piscary put on me. No I suppose you don't. I never ever show them. I never once told you all the things he did to me. How much he enjoyed doing it." She licked her lips and took a few quick strides to me so she was right in my face and my butt was pressed up against a grave. "How I sometimes enjoyed it, even though it was so perverted, so twisted and brutal-"

"Stop," I cried. "I don't want to know" I tried to put my hands over my ears but Ivy grabbed a hold of my arms them forced them down by my sides. Forcing me to have to listen to her.

"You don't want to know the pain you caused me?"She moved even closer, whispering the words in my ear."How much better it all would have been for me to never have known you? How much better everyone's lives would have been if you had just stayed with the I.S.? Maybe even how much better things would have been if you had died when you were a little girl. Died when you were supposed to?"

I tried to push her away but as I looked into her eyes I realized it wasn't Ivy but a hungry vampire looking back at me. But I had fixed her! I had made her human. Just a minute ago she had been fine…she had been fine. She had been human. I was sure of it. Only I hadn't fixed her, I hadn't been able to pay her back for all the things she had done for me.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled looking away from her black eyes and bared teeth. "I'm sorry." I felt tears begin to run down my face. "I never meant for it to get so messed up."

I heard Ivy breathe deeply, then the world became muted. As if someone had turned off the sounds and the colors. The birds and the far off traffic faded away. Ivy's red lips and brown eyes became duller, the trees not as green.

Only a beep – beep –beep sound and Ivy's breathing reached my ears as the world turned into a foggy grayness.

"Come on, wake up. They say you have to wake up soon or you might not…" there was a pause "Wake up for me Rachel," the voice pleaded.

I realized then who the voice belonged to. The voice was Ivy's. The colors and sounds of the world abruptly came back and I felt my body sway. I blinked and stared at the Ivy in front of me. I blinked again. She hadn't been the one that spoke to me.

It made no sense at all. Unless…

"Rachel Marianna Morgan," a voice said behind me. I turned, surprised Ivy let me, and looked straight into the darkness that was the hooded man's face. Swallowing I turned back to Ivy, but she wasn't there anymore. So I twisted around to look at the figure standing on the other side of the grave.

"Who are you?" I asked, almost knowing the answer but not daring to guess it.

"This isn't the place for you," he said and I was sure I had heard his voice somewhere. "Come with me." He stretched out his hand. I thought about Ivy's words and how I hadn't found a way to save her. There was so much I hadn't done. So much I was supposed to do even if I couldn't quite remember it. But being here wasn't the right thing for me. This place was an in between and I didn't want to be in between anymore.

"Okay," I said after a moment. I couldn't be sure because the man's hood was still up, but I thought he might be smiling.

I reached to take the cloaked figures hand…

Ohh Rachel – can't stay out of trouble! You want to know something I really like? I think you can guess it; Reviews!