Chapter 7

I wake up as night falls with a startled gasp. I don't usually dream so vividly, but lately every time I go to sleep for the day, my mind is plagued by memories of my past. It seems the past is still desperately clinging onto me like an annoying leech, unable to leave me have a moment of peace, even in my sleep.

The memory of Gareth must have been triggered due to my subconscious recognising the distance between us slowly closing. I can feel the bond pulsing stronger as opposed to the faint lingering I felt in New York.

Soon we shall be reunited.

Inside the coffin my hand reaches for the latch to open the lid.

My eyes open and I'm greeted by a very anxious looking middle aged man.

I sit up as gracefully as one can when trying to manoeuvre themselves out of a sardine can. These bloody travel coffins aren't exactly known for their comfort.

Now standing up I turn to greet the man. I can smell his unease and fear, and I can't help the thrill of pleasure that sneaks through me, knowing that this mortal man knows me as his superior.

"Bob is it? How very stereotypical, you americans don't do much favours for yourselves do you?" The man, Bob, visibly trembles at the sound of my voice and his hands quickly reach out to straighten his name tag.

His mouth opens and closes multiple times before he speaks, "Uhh, yes, Bob, my name—"

"Now Bob, take a deep breathe, you don't need to fear me, I'm not going to eat you." As if I would ever drink from this man, his blood reeks of stale cigarettes and cheap whisky.

I laugh at the shocked expression on his face, his face then twists into an offended scowl and his back straightens in attempt to suck in his rounded beer belly.

"Why are you here Bob? Gareth couldn't make it?" My fake smile steadily in place in order to calm the human. I start walking towards the awaiting black SUV.

"ERM, he sent me here to come get you, he mentioned something about last minute touch ups at your home."

I nod just too show that I heard, climb into the car, and slam the door with a more force than was really necessary. The delayed reunion with Gareth souring my mood slightly.

Soon we arrived at the house, my mouth parted in surprise at the vast changes Gareth had made with the decor. My stomach turned slightly, not sure whether I liked the changes for the better., Gareth had done his job well, and I could hardly recognise it, therefore my genius plan of forgetting my past and the painful memories linked to it was well under way.

I felt a huge smile spread across my face, the first one in months, the moment I heard the excited squeal coming from inside the house.

"OH MY GOODNESS, OH MY GOODNESS, OH MY GOODNESS" The chanting was all that was heard until I was knocked flat on my arse due to the impact of my piccalo's excitement.

"I've missed you, Luc, so damn much, we can never be separated this long again." He whispered his voice shaking whilst his arms remained tightly around me.

We stayed in the embrace, clutching at each other.

"Let me look at you, piccolo." I gently removed his head from where it was buried in my neck and notice the trails of blood on his cheeks. "Darling, I'm here, everything is better now." I smirk at him aware of how my arrogance would amuse him and judging from his eye-roll it worked.

"How is it you look older when we cannot age?" I tease him, my tone filled with affection as I gazed into the eyes of my only family.

"Must be your eye sight, luc. It's getting worse with old age." He teased with a wink, before gently pulling me towards the house. "Come, let me give you the grand tour."

"Surely it hasn't changed that much…" From the look on his face, I can see I am greatly mistaken.

We spend the night catching up, gossiping, and being a family again.

When it comes to going to sleep when dawn comes, my stomach fills with anxiety, and my heart flutters in excitement and dread at the thought of dreaming of him.

A/N: As you can see I haven't updated for a really long time, and i'm really sorry for the people were actually reading this and enjoying it. I'm not going to lie, I did loose interest and with life getting so distracting, exams, blegh it was easier to just give up. HOWEVER, MY INTEREST HAS RETURNED, i just hope you guys are still into reading this and sticking it out with me. Please let me know if you want me to continue.

This chapter is so short, I'm really sorry about that (man, i have a lot to apologise for), but my inspiration did hit me at 3am last night. Promise the next chapter will be exciting, and we will be getting a flashback of Eric and Lucrezia, and their first meeting.

Thanks guys,

Roisin x