A/N: Okay, I attempted to make this chapter a little longer, one, because I love reading the long chapters, and two, I love typing the long chapters! Sorry the chapter is so late, I had some really stressful personal issues to deal with and on top of that my computer crashed! Ugh! This wasn't my week!

As always, I do not own Kuroshitsuji or any of its characters, I only own my OC's!

-Eloise pov-

The sunlight was bright on my closed eyelids, and something sharp was poking into my spine. I slowly open my eyes and wince at the sunlight. I faintly realized my hammock wasn't above me.

What am I lying on? Didn't I set up my hammock…? Oh god…. My head… I thought to myself as I set up, realizing I was in a heap on the ground at the base of the tree. I looked around me, squinting through my headache, trying to figure out what happened.

Last night's events start slowly coming back to me, the red head and chainsaw, the falling, and a faint memory of someone kneeling over me. I lift my hand up to my head, and feel the crusted dried blood on the back of my head, and wince as I touched a tender spot. I pulled my pack around to in front of me, and then began rummaging around in it for some painkillers and water, taking two with a swig of water. Then I pulled out my cell phone, powering it on, and as I waited for it to turn on I looked around me to try and figure out what exactly happened.

Last night seemed like a very vivid bad dream, but I am also sitting against a tree hammock-less, and bleeding. That should be proof to me that it wasn't. The only thing I could think that happened was that the man with the chainsaw had taken my hammock, but left everything else, though that didn't make very much sense to me.

I shook my head to clear my thoughts and looked down at my phone. I had no signal, and my phone was half dead. For a moment I focused on the picture of my father, mother and I as the background, seeing the smiles on our faces.

Then I shook my head again, trying hard to clear the haze in my head. I looked up, trying to gage what time it was by the sun's position in the sky, but I couldn't see the sun because of the trees. I slowly stood up, using the tree to hold myself up when my head begun to spin. I leaned against the tree trying to decide what direction to head to find a signal.

I started slowly making my way towards the place where I parked my jeep, knowing that I would get signal if I went far enough, and then I could call someone to come pick me up. I wouldn't call my father just yet, I want him to be able to have a relaxing weekend, so I will call Adrian. With deciding that, I started focusing on just making it to civilization.

I had been walking for a while when I heard what sounded like an explosion. I jolted to a stop for a moment, and then I was off running, looking for the source.

As I got closer I saw what seems to be a manor, with a gaping hole in the lowest floor. I looked over the back part of it stunned, there was nothing like this on the map.

I tore through the gardens in the back, noticing parts of it withering. As I rounded the last corner, I saw two people up on a terrace, a young child sitting with a scowl on his face, and a man with a terrifying look on his features.

As I came to a jolting stop, I looked in time to be able to dodge a huge statue of an angel sailing towards me. On instinct I settled into a crouch and pulled my knife out, turning towards my attacker.

It was a boy that seemed to be a few years younger than me, dressed as a gardener, with a straw hat, and he was lifting another statue up, as if it was a paperweight, and hurling it in my direction. Then as if to make matters worse, a maid came running around the corner of the terrace, holding two rifles pointed right at me.

I dodged the statue and rolled behind a tree, trying not to get shot. I heard voices yelling, "We will protect the young Master!" I realized in horror that the explosion must have been from a group attacking the place, and they thought I was a part of the group attacking.

"I have no idea what is going on right now! I was lost! I am not attacking your master!" I yell around the tree, sprinting to the next one, feeling a few bullets wiz past me.

"That's what they all say, missy!" I heard a deeper voice say, and I turn to see a blond man with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, leaning against a tree holding a rifle pointed at me. "My, are you a looker? I would have like to meet a broad like you at the pub instead, such a shame." He said as he aimed, but before he could shoot I was up and angling the rifle upwards, wrapping my hand around the barrel and yanking it out of his hand. Then I place my foot the side of his feet and bring my arm up and strike against him with my forearm, throwing my bodyweight into it. He tumbles back with a shocked expression, but before he can do anymore, the gardener throws another statue, and I use the rifle to sweep the man's feet from under him while pushing him out of the way of the statue. He lands onto his back with an "oomph" as I drive over him and roll, landing in a crouch.

"Oi, Finny! Watch where you are throwing those things! You nearly crushed me!" The man angrily yells, as I look between them and I say, "Why are you attacking me?! I didn't do anything!"

They both look at me, and that's when the gardener noticed the dried blood on my face, and her drops the statue he had and gasp saying, "We thought you were coming to attack the master…"

I shook my head saying, "No, I heard an explosion and was coming to see if I could help… Shouldn't you be worrying about that?"

Then right at that moment the moment the lady dressed as a maid came around the tree, shooting at me. I heard the rifle go off and tried to move over, but not in time, the bullet torn a gash across my arm causing me to drop the rifle and cry out. I hunched over, cursing at the wound.

"Shit, this hasn't been my day!" I bit out as I started feeling dizzy. The combination of falling last night, then the adrenaline of advoiding the attack, and now the bullet wound was becoming too much to handle.

The man on the ground jumped up yelling, "Maylene! It is okay! She wasn't here to hurt the Master. Don't shoot!"

The gardener looked over at me to see me leaning against the tree and asked the others, "Oh no! She looks like she is going to pass out… Maybe we should take her to Sebastian?"

The maid slipped her round glasses back on, "Oh~~! Yes, we should, Yes!" she stuttered out. I looked between the three of them and said, "You don't have to worry about me… Shouldn't you worry about the explosion? "

The man rubbed the back of his head sheepishly while saying, "Nah, little missy. That was my fault. I was cooking, and well, it was taking so long I thought I would speed up the process and try out my new toy."

That when I noticed he was wearing a chef uniform and that he was covered in soot. I looked at the other two and they were looking a little sheepish too.

I laughed a little and said, "Oh.. Well if that is the case, then we could find somewhere for me to sit for a minute. I think the adrenaline is wearing off, and I'm feeling a little light headed."

They all nodded their heads and started walking back towards the manor. The cook rubbed the back of his head saying, "Sorry we attacked a pretty girl like you. We were just trying to protect our young Master. My name is Baldroy, but everyone here calls me Bard. That is Finnian, and Maylene."

I nodded my head and responded, "I'm Eloise, and I understand wanting to protect your own. I would have done the same in your positions."

Bard looked down as he rubbed where I had hit him, "The was quite a blow you landed, how did you know how to do that?"

"I learned a few tricks along the way, and a lady has to know how to protect herself." I responded as we came to the terrace.

The young boy looked surprised as he took in my appearance, and I was equally surprised when I saw his. He looked like he was getting ready to go to a renaissance ball; he was in a dark blue over coat, a pair of smart looking shorts with high knee socks and a pair of loafers, with cuff links, suspenders, and garters to top it off. Then I looked to his face and saw a black eye patch over one eye, and a sapphire blue eye looking back at me.

"What is the meaning of this? Who is this woman?" he growled at the servants behind me.

Just then the man behind him said, "Young Master, I have brought your tea. Today for you mid-morning snack I have Jasmine oolong tea, with a fresh fruit parfait."

The man was dressed in a classic butler's attire, and was setting out the plates and then pouring the tea. I looked closely at him, taking in his appearance. His raven hair was hanging down across his face as he bent at the waist to poor the tea. Then as he straightened, his eyes connected with mine and I saw the deep red irises, the perfect pale skin of his face, and the slight smirk on his lips, and I knew instantly that this man wasn't normal.

Maybe not even human… I thought to myself as I schooled my features. I bowed my head in acknowledgement to the young boy and said, "Pardon my sudden appearance and the horrible misunderstanding. I was lost in the woods, and trying to return to my vehicle when I heard an explosion. I wanted to come and make sure everyone was okay. I believe my sudden appearance lead the servants to believe I was attacking you. I sincerely apologize for interrupting your morning tea."

The young boy looked at me with a scowl, "Why are you injured? There is dried blood on your face. Also, what are you wearing? Are you a thief?"

I bristled at the tone he used, but forced myself to remain calm, "I am wearing the proper clothes for my camping trip, and I am no thief. I did not even realize this estate was here until I heard the explosion, and came to give my aid." I looked down at my tight black cargo pants, green tee, and work boots; I didn't see anything wrong with it, except for the few tears here and there from the fall.

I looked up a little too quick and it caused my head to swim, making me stumble back a step, "And as for my injury I gained it last night." I replied simply as I brought my hand to touch the back of my head. With the throbbing in my head coming back, I was running out of patience with this young boy's attitude, and all I really wanted to do was take a shower and lie down, maybe take a swig of hard liquor to numb the pain in my head and my arm where the bullet grazed me.

The young boy eyed me with suspicion and asked, "How did you not know the Phantomhive estate was here, do you not reside in London?"

My eyes widened as I asked, "London?! Is this London?!"

The butler watched all of this with a perceptive eye, noticing my thinning patience and then the slight panic in my eye as I asked. "Yes, my Lady. Perhaps when you injured your head, you may have caused yourself to become disoriented? Where exactly did you believe we were?" He asked with a closed eye grin and a gloved hand over his heart.

I looked sharply at the butler and then composed myself, "I apologize, you are correct. This is London, I must have wondered farther then I thought." I responded automatically as I thought to myself, London?! I was in the backwoods of the Smoky Mountains in Tennessee… How in the world did I end up here…? What happened last night that I can't remember? Then more started clicking into place, The Shinigami! That redheaded man must have sent me here… but why?

The butler and boy both squinted at me, not believing me for a moment. The boy asked a question, but I was too deep in thought to hear him, so when he sent the servants off and waved a hand in my face I looked back towards him.

"Excuse me, would you repeat that?" I said, blinking a few times.

"I asked if you knew who I am." He stated, gesturing for me to take a seat.

I slowly took my pack off of my injured arm and put it at my feet as I sat down. When I was settled I noticed him looking at it. "No, I do not. I guess the bump to my head did more damage than thought." I replied, sitting up straight but keeping a hand over the gash on my arm.

He noticed my arm and nodded his head towards it, "Sebastian, tend to her wounds."

The butler bowed, replying, "Yes, my Lord." Then he turned around to go inside and returned with a first aid kit. He kneeled in front of me, turning my chair outwards have better access to my injured arm.

"I am Earl Ciel Phantomhive, and this is my butler, Sebastian Michaels. I am the head of the Phantomhive." He said as he took a sip of his tea.

"I am Eloise Scarlett Diederich," I introduced myself, wincing at the sting in my arm, "Thank you for tending to my wound, and I apologize for causing one of your stature such an inconvenience. I will be out of your hair as soon as possible, if you would just point me in the direction of downtown London?"

"Do you have a place to stay once there?" The earl asked as he tilted his head to the side, a curious look on his face. "If not I could offer a place here in my manor, until you find a place to stay."

I too notice of the look on his face, and the smirk on the butler's face out of the corner of my eye, and thought for a moment. "That would be generous of you, Earl. If it would be no problem, then a place to stay for a night would be gladly appreciative."

I looked down as the butler wrapped a bandage around the wound and joked, "What is the damage? Am
I gonna loose it?"

His eyes widened and his mouth popped open in surprise at my humor, thinking I was serious. I let out a chuckle at the look on his face, and clarified, "It was a joke." I grinned at his look as pulled my own first aid kit out of my pack. I searched for some fishing line and my needle as Ciel let out a breath and Sebastian chuckled.

"How are your sewing skills?" I asked not looking up, I pulled the items I need and look up at him, then looked over at the Earl.

"Pardon, my Lady?" Sebastian replied, raising an eyebrow at me.

"The wound seems to be just a flesh wound, but I was inquiring about your sewing to see if you would be able to stich it closed for me. It is too high on my arm for me to reach it properly. I also know this is not proper for the table, and to be done in front of an Earl, much less a young boy, but I would rather have to wound sealed." I reply while holding the threaded needle out to Sebastian.

Sebastian looked over at Ciel and he nodded, "I did say tend to her wounds. Continue." Then speaking to me he said, "You do not seem very bothered by this wound, or you other injuries."

Sebastian grabbed my arm with his gloved hand, as I bit down on my knuckle. I winced as I felt the needle and line pulling through my skin, speaking around my knuckle, "I was a very rough and tumble kind of child. I had a lot of scraps and bumps on my head from falling out of trees, so I'm use to this."

"So are did you fall out of a tree to receive the injury to your head?" Ciel asked, taking a bite of his parfait.

I slowly nodded my head. "You could say that, though it was a tad more complicated than that."

"And the bruises from a hand around your wrist here, was that also from falling from a tree." Sebastian asked as he tied off the last stitch. I looked down at him hand placed over the marks that the red-headed man had left.

"He more or less aided me in the falling out of said tree." I replied, pulling my wrist free. I inspected the stitches noting how perfect they were. The wound was only a graze, but deep enough to leave a 2 inch gash. Sebastian had perfectly closed the wound and there would be no noticeable scar. I looked down at my wrist and scowled at the perfect purple and brown handprint around my wrist. Sebastian came to stand behind me and inspected the bump on the back of my head.

Ciel noticed my expression and shared a look with Sebastian, "Can you describe what he looked like? Tell me what happened, if he is on my estate I would rather he be caught."

I shook my head and said, "No, that won't be necessary, Earl. He is long gone, and I was far away from your estate when it happened. I assure you, he is not on you land." I rubbed my hand against my forehead and said, "To be honest, Earl, I am starting to feel very ill. I would like to be able to lie down for a few hours, and then call my father to let him know what happened at that I am okay. I know I have a little battery left on my cell."

Ciel looked at me with a strange look. "My lady, where is your father? It is not proper to let a lady travel by herself, let alone spend days it he woods, without a proper escort," Sebastian question "Is there someone we can call upon for you?"

"Excuse me, it is perfectly fine for me to be out by myself, I am able to take care of myself, sir. This is the 21st century. I may be a little disoriented from the fall, but I am more than capable to take care of myself!" I turned to snap at Sebastian, and before I could catch the look of surprise on Ciel's face, or the sudden look of mistrust on Sebastian's, I covered my face and took a deep breath. "I apologize. There was no need for me to snap, I am-"

"Pardon me, miss, but this is not the 21st century." Ceil stated.

I looked sharply at him and said, "Of course it is, we are in the year 2015, so that is the 21st century." I pulled out my cell phone, thankful that I had just gotten a case for it, or else it would have broken from the fall, and turned the screen on. I looked at the signal bar and saw the words 'NO Service Provided'. I looked at my phone and said, "That is strange, normally if there wasn't a signal then I would just have a no signal… Does that mean that…?" I looked up at Ciel and I asked, "What is today?"

Ciel looked at me and said "That is such an outrageous question. Today is August 20th, year 1888."

I look at the young Earl with a skeptical look on my face, and then looked over towards Sebastian. I leaned back in my chair and thought for a moment. This has to do with that man from last night. If he was truly a Shinigami… but would a death god be able to send me back in time or even to a different time all together? Oh! What about Father? He will be devastated! I have to find a way back! For now I need to keep my cool.

I looked into Ciel's eyes and realized that I wouldn't be able to gloss over this. "You wouldn't believe that I hit my head harder than I previously thought, and forget about the last few minutes, would you?"

He pursed his lips and shook his head, "No, I believe that you need to tell me exactly who you are and why you are here."

I nodded my head and breathed in deeply. I set my phone on the little table and settled back into a more comfortable position in my chair, "You don't have anything you need to do today do you? I have a feeling that this is going to take some telling…"

Ciel looked over to Sebastian and ordered, "Bring some fresh tea. Is tea acceptable, or would you rather something else?"

I looked to Sebastian and said, "I would prefer your strongest coffee if you have any, if that is too much tea if fine."

Sebastian bowed to Ciel. "Yes, My Lord." Then he was gone, and Ciel was looking expectably at me.

"You may or may not believe me when I say this, but I am from the year 2015. Last night before any of this happened, I was camping in the backwoods of Tennessee. I'm not exactly sure how I got here, but it obviously was by supernatural means. I'm not exactly sure of what I should tell you, and how much of it you will believe. Then there is also the matter of if it will mess with the future or not..." I said this very slowly.

I am not sure if he knows about his butler being different or if his butler is deceiving him. I have my hunches of what Sebastian is… I think to myself as I let him process about what I just said. "Exactly how much do you know about the supernatural, Ciel? Err, I mean, Earl." I asked, but before he could answer Sebastian returned with two pots of steaming liquid. That was mighty quick of him…

I watched Ciel's face as his eye darted to Sebastian. Ciel was silent as Sebastian first poured Ciel's tea, and then came around to my side and started preparing a cup of coffee. Sebastian placed a cup of sugar cubes and a saucer of cream on the table in front of us, and then turned to Ciel, "I have prepared a brew of Earl Gray tea, with some rose tea cookies, and for the lady, and I have made a strong brew of Columbian farmed espresso. Will there be anything else you need, my Lord?" Sebastian said bowing to Ciel.

"No that will be all." Ciel put the cup to his lips and sipped his tea, "To answer your question, Miss Diederich, I now a very limited amount about supernatural creatures. What is your knowledge on the subject?"

I watched Sebastian's reaction to Ciel's words out of the corner of my eye. His hands halted for a brief second as he put the tea cart in order, but if not for my senses I wouldn't have caught it.

"I have traveled all over the world, and I have seen things that you would never be able to explain except for the aid of the supernatural. I believe that is what caused me to be here, I believe that I fell through a gap in time caused by a supernatural being." I softly explained, looking down into my cup. I added one sugar cube and slowly stirred it, waiting for his response. When he was silent I continued, "I think there are beings in this world that are faster, stronger and even smarter than humans. I have study quite a few of these beings, but I will not lie and say I know a lot about the subject…"

I looked up at Ciel and say him looking at me with a closed expression. "Would you know one of these 'beings'?" He asked, cradling his chin in his palm.

I returned his gaze, taking a sip of my coffee before responding. The coffee tasted perfect, had a wonderful full flavor, with the perfect temperature. I thought carefully about how to respond, sensing the charged tension in the air.

"I have guessed correctly on a few of these beings before, but, to be honest, it is neither my business nor my want to call them out…" I responded, thinking Is this a test? I'm guessing he knows of Sebastian. What will Sebastian do if I say I know he isn't human?

"I see." Ciel mused, a smirk on his face. "I also noticed that a moment ago you said there are beings better than 'humans'. In saying it like that, does that mean you do not group yourself with humans?"

I quirked an eyebrow at him and chuckled, "No, I am entirely human. I was born to a human father, and a human mother. I will admit I went through a period where I tried doing magic, but none of me 'spells' worked, though I was 10 at the time." I said the last part with a laugh, looking into his eye.

He was quiet for a moment as he studied me. I sat in silence, sipping my coffee as he watched me. I knew he was trying to decide about if I knew about Sebastian or not.

"This may or may not ease your mind," I began slowly. "I could care less if there were any 'beings' for me to know about around here. It is none of my business who you or others may keep company with. I hope to be back to my own time as soon as possible, and I will probably be gone from your estate tomorrow. I plan to head to London to find anyone who might be able to help me figure what happened and maybe why I am here. So, with that being said, it really doesn't matter if I were to know if there was a supernatural being here or not."

Ciel nodded his head and said, "I see. There will be no need for you to head to London. I have a proposition for you. I will aid you in your search, and help you back to your time, but in the meantime you will stay here and work as one of my servants. You will tell me everything you know about the supernatural, holding nothing back and also tell me about any of these supernatural beings you know of. Would that be acceptable?"

I leaned back into my chair, making sure to keep a straight face. "And what will you gain from helping me, learning of the supernatural is not hard, and one of your status would surly have any resource at your disposal… Why help me?"

Ceil smiled, also leaning back into his chair, "I will gain another capable servant and I will learn more from you then stumbling in the dark, and let's just say I have taken an interest in you. What do you say?"

"Okay, I accept, but I have a few terms." I responded.

"How about we move to my study? Sebastian." Ciel stood, motioning for me to follow. I stood and went to pick up my pack.

Sebastian had it already and was offering bowing, "My lady, I shall carry this for you. If you may follow me, I shall escort you to the young master's study."

I scowled but followed along behind him and the Earl. I watched him carefully, but studied my surroundings, making a mental map in my head.

When we reached the study Sebastian opened the doors for us, and then set my pack down next to one of the chairs. I watched him as he relived Ciel of his coat, and then pulled his chair out. I waited for Ciel to be seated then I set down myself, sitting straight with my ankles crossed, thanking the heavens for the lessons my mother had taught me.

"Okay, Miss Diederich, what are your terms?" Ciel asked pulling a piece of parchment and quill out.

"Well, I will work for you, but I will not be a maid. I will be able to keep my own weapons with me. I will tell you everything I know and learn of the supernatural, but I will not tell you of every person I suspect of being supernatural. That is for you to figure out yourself." I stated, watching his eyes twitch at my brashness.

"Weapons?" He asked, "I assume you carry them in your bag."

"Yes, I do. I am very well trained in the handling of them. Also I wish to know why you have such well trained staff on hand, and what type of business you are in. I wish to be prepared, and I do not like going into an agreement without knowing every angle." I stated, pulling the weapons from my pack and laying them on my lap. "I will show you my weapons, but I will ask that you do not take them from me."

He watched as I laid the weapons on the desktop, picking one of the knives up and eyeing my pistols. "What makes you believe I will tell you what sort of business I am in?"

"I could be a great asset to you," I respond back, quickly unloading the pistols and making sure there wasn't a bullet in the chamber. "In my time, I aided my Father in the running of his business, and even a few on the side for myself. Also, because of the reaction of your servants, I am lead to believe that you are attacked quite often here at your manor. There are two reasons why I can think of; one, you are a very wealthy person, or two, you are in a darker sort of business, and I have experience with both."

Ciel raised an eyebrow at this and sated, "I am impressed, you are correct. I am the Queen's 'Guard Dog'. I take care of the problems that plague the Queen."

My eye widened at this and I gasped, "You're one of the Queen's pets… Well I'll be a monkey's uncle! I had no idea that you would be… Wait a second. I don't mean to be rude, but aren't you too young to fill that position?"

Ciel's face grew dark and he said, "Yes, I am the Guard Dog. It has been the position of my family for many generations. How do you know of the Queen's pets?"

I set back down in my seat, absentmindedly twirling on of my knives through my fingers. "Even in my time the pets are known. I have never met or even heard of the Phantomhives, but that doesn't mean anything. To be honest I thought the pets were a rumor… But I believe I should tell you this… The positon I held in my father's company is a lot like what you do now, though my work was mostly done in the states. I had only been to Britain a few times… I wonder if this means…" I trailed off, thinking, What does this mean? Was I sent here for a reason? Ciel can't be more than 14 years old, maybe 12 at the youngest… for him to be one of the Queen's pets… Why did the Death God leave me so close to the Earl? Could it have something to do with his butler?

Ciel watched as I processed this information, he looked over the impressive amount of weapons. He was impressed by what I said but didn't want to let on. He set back steeping his hands and said, "Then this is my proposition. You will be my secretary, and you will be second to Sebastian. You will shadow my butler and I, and aid in my investigations, then along the way we will find out about your problem. But first, what can you tell me about my butler?"

I nodded looking at Sebastian standing behind Ciel with a creepy closed eye grin. "Well, I know he is different, and I have a hunch about him, but I would really rather hold my opinion about him until I have had some sleep, and cleared my head. I agree with the rest."

Ciel nodded his head, "Good, we will iron out the rest after you have rested. I will give you tomorrow to rest up and settle, and have Sebastian walk you through your duties."

The Ciel waved me off picking up some papers off of his desk. I nodded, realized this was him dismissing me and then started packing up my weapons.

Sebastian waited by the door for me to finish and pushed the door open to allow me to pass. I walked pass him out into the hall and then followed him through the manor. He was quiet as we walked, only mentioning things about the manor, and brief directions to places I might need.

When we neared the servant's courters, he showed me each room, the servant's lounge and lavatories, and then he showed me to the rooms I would be using.

"This will be your room as long as you are a Phantomhive servant. It is larger than the other's quarters, but that is because of your status. You also have a small washroom off to the side here through this door." He walked over to a door on the side, opening it and showing the inside. There was a wardrobe to one side of the door to the washroom, and then on the other side was a desk. There was a queen size bed with a simple sheet with two side tables on each side. "I shall bring you fresh linens promptly and tidy up the last little bit. I shall take your measurements tomorrow morning for you temporary uniform. The servants have dinner at 6 pm sharp, but I will prepare you a different meal tonight, and breakfast in the morning at 5 am sharp. Tomorrow you will not be required to attend, I will bring you breakfast when you are ready. Do you have any questions?" Sebastian set my pack on the floor at the end of the bed.

I thought for a minute and then asked, "Would it be acceptable if I had some say in my uniform? I know I will be required to wear a corset, but I was thinking of the modifications needed to conceal my weapons." I asked, looking over towards him as I unpacked my pack onto the table. "And where may I fetch some water for my bath?"

"It can be arranged that you help with your temporary uniform, but we have a seamstress make our uniforms for us, so you will have to discuss that with her. As for your bath I shall have Maylene run you a bath." Sebastian stated.

I nodded my head turning away from him going to the wardrobe. I placed the clothes I already had in a neat pile in one of the shelves built into the wardrobe, and then turned around to head back over to my pack.

I noticed Sebastian was still standing across the room carefully watching me. I was about to ask him what it was that he wanted to ask me when my head suddenly started to swim. I tripped over my feet and gasped as the floor started rushing towards my face when a set of strong arms caught me. I blinked a few times up into Sebastian's face as my vision started to clear.

We stood there like that for a moment, me incased in his arms and breathing heavily. I slowly brought a hand to my head, taking deep breaths to steady myself.

I could suddenly see his perfect face close to mine, feel his strong muscles around me, but most of all I could feel the heat of his body that betrayed his true nature to me. Then as he looked down at me I saw the flash of his eyes and he took a sharp breath, and briefly a strange look came across his face.

Then I laughed to cover the situation, stepping out of his arms, and said, "My clumsy feet combined with the bump on my head are a horrible mix! I guess I need to take that bath and get some food in my system before I knell over. Thanks for catching me." I smiled at the last part and then retreated back over to my pack and busied myself with it until I heard the door close. As soon as it did I exhaled and sat down in the chair, placing my head on the desk. What was that about?

Soon Maylene brought the water for the small tub in my washroom and showed me how to get it ready. I barely paid attention as she was talking, but I understood it easily.

After she left I striped out of my clothes and threw my hair into a messy bun. Then I sank into the water, wrapping my arms around my knees leaning my head onto my knees. I stayed in there for 20 minutes but I didn't bother to wash, I just sat in the water and let my skin soak up the heat. I thought over everything that had happened over the last 24 hours and wondered where I would be going from here. I heard the door open to my room and wondered if it was Maylene returning with my linens.

I hurried out of the water, wrapping a towel around myself. I wanted to ask if she could show me were to get the towels and linens, and I didn't think she would freak about me being in a towel. I opened the door to the washroom and instead of Maylene I saw Sebastian just about to knock on the door. He was standing there with three fluffy white towels, and a hand poised in the arm to knock. A shocked expression came over his face, and then he composed himself stepping back and apologizing.

I waved a hand at him and said, "It is fine. I am going to get dressed real quick." I dashed into the bathroom, throwing my clothes on and putting my hair up into a bun. I step out into my room to see that Sebastian had set the towels on my desk and made up my bed. "Oh thank you for making up my bed!"

Sebastian placed a hand over his chest and said, "What sort of Phantomhive servant could I be if I could not prepare your quarters for you?"

We headed to the kitchen while he gave me a brief tour of the servants quarters, and then showed me the small bowl of stew he had prepared for me.

After I ate my stew, I set and watched as he prepared supper, yelling at the other servants about them messing up, and then fixing their mistakes. Everything I saw him do just confirmed what I already knew.

That afternoon as I was crawling into bed I knew without doubt.

Sebastian Michaels is a demon.