It was almost daylight by the time Eric came to my room to tell me what was going on; and to be honest by this point I was getting angry. This clearly had something to do with me! The way Godric looked at me…it was as though he could see my soul. But when I looked at him, I could see all of him, for what he was. He was a deeply troubled man, with a terrible past, I could see that. Despite being able to see it, it didn't make me want him any less. He was still what I wanted, what I felt I needed.

I knew that Eric was livid, and even though I didn't know what was going on, he clearly did. I knew this was something supernatural. A girl didn't just fall in love at first sight. Romeo and Juliet were stupid and that was why they died within a week of knowing each other. I knew that love like this couldn't be something human. But this didn't make me resent it. I couldn't, he was the light, my sun, even though I didn't know him I felt like I wanted to be around him.

It was as though I was experiencing someone else's emotions, someone else's feelings. He looked at me, so shocked, as though I was his, as though he recognised me. But he couldn't possibly. I pulled a pillow over my face and screamed into it. I was beyond frustrated. Then I heard the door, I sat up quickly and put the pillow at my side. News. I needed to know.

Eric looked at me, but it was almost like he wasn't looking at me anymore. He looked scared, and that wasn't something that he looked often, I just didn't know what he was scared of. It was me he was talking to, he had raised me, known me all my life, and yet he was looking at me like a stranger. It was disconcerting. "Pappa?" I reached out to him, a frown marring my brow. "Eric, what's going on?"

This was scary, really scary, and I didn't like it. Just a day ago I was barely back to being myself and now my own father was looking at me like I was a stranger. It wasn't fair. He sat down on the bed next to me and pulled me into his arms, I felt his lips against my temple. Eric wasn't like this, he wasn't the caring father, not when it came to affection; he preferred the distant approach, unless contact was needed. I knew he was a lot more affectionate with me that he was with Pam.

"Something has happened." He said, his voice low, I pulled away and looked at him, there were traces of blood around his eyes. Had he been crying? It wasn't something I had often seen, my father in tears. It was bewildering.

"What?" I asked, a lump forming in my throat. "Pappa, säg vad som hander." Daddy, please tell me what's happening.

He looked down at me. "My maker has seen you before." He told me. I frowned deeply and shook my head, that wasn't true; I would have remembered seeing a face like that. "Yes, he has," Eric said, his voice deadly serious, his grip on me still tight. "He claims he knows you, that you were in his village when he was a child. Two millennia ago."

I stared at him, this was impossible. Reincarnation? That couldn't be right. "Eric…no, this isn't possible. Reincarnation? I don't understand, how could he know me?"

"Lilla, he claims you are as old as he, that you have lived many lives. He claims that you're his mate. His soul mate, his vampire mate, they are all the same. He says that long ago, he was to married to you, but you died in the massacre. He's didn't think that this would ever be possible. He says your soul is older than any of ours, that you're the one for him. But I won't let him near you, not unless you want him to. He may be my maker, but you are my child."

I was shell shocked. An old soul? It explained the way he stared at me, the intensity, he had just seen the girl who was his betrothed, the woman who he had thought was his soul mate. The only problem was, I wasn't that girl.

"Pappa, I'm not her. I'm me, I'm not two thousand years old, I don't know him. I don't understand." I said, tears springing into my eyes. "I don't like this, I'm scared. He looked at me as though I were his, as though we're going to be together and he's just a man!"

Eric's hold tightened again. "Min stackars barn, han är en bra man." My poor baby, he is a good man. "Just not one that I want for you." He sighed, I knew that there was some internal conflict going on within Eric. The loyalty to his maker and the protective instincts he had over me, his child. It was an impossible situation for him.

"I will tell him to leave." Eric said, shocking me. But something that shocked me more was the pain that shot right through my heart at his words.

"No!" The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them.

Eric pulled away from me, surveying me, confusion marring his expression. Then there was a light bulb moment. "You feel it too." He said, wonder in his voice. "He said you would, I didn't believe him. I couldn't believe him, you're only seventeen years old! You should not be drawn to one man for the rest of your being!"

Eric's anger became clear as he began to raise his voice. He was livid, I would tell, he didn't want this for me. He never had, it was the reason he hated Daniel so much. He felt that we were too close for children our age, he feared that we would attempt to mate up. It seemed insane that it was only a few hours before I had still been so caught up in his disappearance. Now I couldn't care less, he wasn't a part of my existence anymore. A small innate part of me knew that Godric was. I nodded at my fathers angry words.

"I feel something. It's strong and it's deep in me. I felt it from the moment I saw him. But this pull I feel to him doesn't make me know him any better. I still don't know him from Adam!" I said. "But I don't know what to do, I don't know how to feel! Pappa, my mind is telling me that this is crazy and to run for this hills, but my heart doesn't want to be anywhere but with him. What is this?"

Eric stared down at me, shocked by my truthfulness. He hadn't been expecting it. "Then it is true. You are his mate."

A/N - Yes, another short chapter! But you guys who have been here from the start know how this works! I get all inspired and write about 5 chapters in a week, then I get writers block and write nothing for months! So please please PLEASE review! I really want your feedback, it is what inspires me to write and makes me want to continue this story! ALSO an idea! Would you like me to do a chapter between Eric and Godric from one of their POVs? The conversation they had while Effie was in her room? Let me know your ideas! Love you folks! 3

EDIT. - Hey guys, I was doing a little editing on this chapter while getting the new one ready (I'm working on it! I swear!) But I have started a new story, a Twilight one (my first). So if you would like to check it out and tell me what you think I'd love you lots! 3