A/N: Alright, I know that there isn't a famous clock tower in LA, at least, not that I know of. So spare me please, lol.

Anyways, I figured I should introduce someone that, up until now, has only been a name. But just to let all the Eric fans know, sadly, he's not in here. *tear*

I do not claim the rights to any of the characters from the Southern Vampire Mysteries or True Blood. Read, review, and enjoy! ^-^

Catalina's POV:

It took a little longer than I expected to get what I wanted, but because I played my cards right, everything fell right into place.

Now Dominic will pay for all the heartache he ever caused me. I thought, smiling to myself. Hopefully he dies in that damn arena!

"Catalina, will you be joining us this evening for dinner?" Jacob asked, bringing me out from my corrupted thoughts. "My wife is making lasagna. I remember…" he trailed off. Then he cleared his throat, "Its been awhile since we had you over."

Jacob and his little wife.

Such a perfect couple they pretend to be. But I know that there's more to them than they let off. No one can find love and keep the passion alive for this long. That's just bullshit.

I know I sound like a bitter old bitch and quite frankly, I am bitter, I am old, and well, I am a bitch. But I have every right to be.

Ann couldn't wait to get her half breed hands on my fiancé. Alright, maybe he wasn't my fiancé at the moment, in fact, he hasn't been my fiancé for over seventy years but still…

It took her only three weeks to snatch him right up! Three ridiculous weeks! How the hell is that even possible? It took him two years before he proposed to me and even that didn't even last a week!

Now look at them, married with three children.

Ann is living the life I was suppose to be living. She had the kids that I was suppose to have. She is living my fucking life, damn it!

"Why not? I mean, its not like I have anything else better to do right?" I said trying my best not to sound bitter.

I may show my true side to Felipe, but he's a vampire. I know he seen far more worse things in his life than me. I doubt I could even measure being in the same category as evil. Okay, maybe partial. I think I'm more conniving than pure evil.

But see, I couldn't do that with Jacob. I may hate the fact that he's happy without me, but I still love him. Probably always will. Imagine that, a woman that has so much hate inside is actually capable of love.

Pure, elementary love. I smiled to myself. Once upon a fucking time.

He smiled. "Great! Ann has been bugging me to spend more time with our friends. And since she just had Kyle, she's been wanting a girls night out."

"How old is Kyle now?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

I didn't need (or want) to hear anymore about Ann. She isn't the reason why I'm here. And she's definitely not my cup of tea, thank you very much.

"Kyle is almost four months…actually on the fifteenth, to be exact. He's growing so fast. I almost forgot what its like to have an infant."

I nodded, "Right because Haley and JJ are in school now."

I may not like the fact that Ann is his wife and the mother of his children but they are apart of him as well. I couldn't hate them for who their mother is.

Not exactly.

"Haley is now in the eighth grade and JJ is now a senior. He'll be graduating this year in fact." he looked down at his hands, "They grow up so fast."

Ann walked in the room, holding the baby in her arms.

"Kate? Wow, I haven't seen you in what…?" she paused, taking a seat next to Jacob. "Twelve years? Give or take a few months?"

I smiled, "Yeah, that's about right."

Bitch!

The front door burst open, a young man chasing a little girl, ran down the hall, passing the living room.

"I'm gonna get you for that!"

"Yeah right!" Her giggles echoed though the halls. "That's if you can catch me you big ogre!"

"Hey! JJ, Haley, you know better than to run around in the house!" Jacob yelled. "Get your butts over here and say hi to your aunty Kate."

Both appeared in the archway, walking slowly into the living room as if they were unsure about the company their parents were keeping.

Maybe they should be wary. I'm not exactly an angel. I thought to myself as I took a good look at Jacob's kids.

I couldn't believe how much JJ looked exactly like his father, tall and handsome as ever. And Haley, she was so beautiful. She was small like Ann, barely over five feet but she pulled more on Jacob's side as far as features went. They were both so big!

"Wow, the last time I saw you, the both of you weren't that much bigger than your baby brother."

Haley was the first to give me a kiss on the cheek, skipping over to me like a little girl. "You're very pretty." she looked at my legs and then back toward her mother, "And tall."

"Haley, where is your manners?" Ann asked her, frowning.

"Sorry aunty Kate. Nice to meet you…again. My names Haley." she said, grabbing the sides of her plaid skirt as she took a very dramatic bow.

JJ stepped forward and gave me a kiss on the cheek as well. "Hello aunty Kate, my names JJ." he said, voice rumbling at the base of his throat.

"That's much better. Now go upstairs and clean your rooms, it's a mess in there. Oh and put away your clothes, I left it on your beds." she paused. "Dinner will be ready in about an hour." Ann told them right before they ran up the stairs. "Kids." she added with a wink.

"Did you hear about Dominic?" Jacob asked, taking Kyle from Ann.

Suddenly, Ann stood up. "Will you excuse me? I almost forgot about the rolls." she quickly walked back into the kitchen.

"Yeah. Such a mess he made for himself huh?" I told him, shaking my head.

Jacob scoffed, "I don't believe for one minute he did that to those vamps for no reason. What if he found out something about Callie?"

I shifted in my seat. "You think he was there in Bon Temps because he got a lead about what really happened with Callie?"

He shrugged, "Why not? That is Sophie-Anne's territory, is it not?"

What if what Jacob said was true? What if Dominic found out something about what happened to Calypso that night that could link that vampire to her death?

Fuck!…Shit!…Fuck!

I stood up, "Hey, I forgot I had other plans tonight. I'm truly sorry. But if we can reschedule…"

Jacob smiled, "Its okay, I get it. I'm sure Ann and the kids will understand."

I kissed his cheek, patted Kyle's head, and ran out the door as fast as I could without looking suspicious.

I have to see Dominic. I need to get some answers.

But how?

Ann's POV:

As far back as I could possibly remember, I always had the gift of sight. I would have visions and when I would come into contact with someone or something, the visions would intensify. Rarely, I would receive visions through my dreams, and those were much more detailed.

Then when I was about seventeen years old, I began having visions about this one, particular man. He needed my help. The woman he loved was going to betray him. But it wouldn't be for another seventy years or so until she confesses to him. And when that time comes, he would murder them both.

But it was always the same. If this man murders both the woman he loves and the man she betrayed him with, then this baby would disappear. The cradle, the unicorn, everything would get sucked back into the gun that is used to kill. Thus changing the future forever.

For six weeks, I tried to figure out what this meant, what I had to do, but I just couldn't figure it out. I knew I had to prevent this, but I didn't know how. I didn't even know where to find this man or what year he was from.

Finally, I took my vision to my aunt Margaret and her sister Olivia. They were both witches and I knew they would know what to make of this.

At first, they were sort of taken back at what my vision meant. They seem to have a tough time translating my dream. Then after an hour of discussing it amongst themselves, they came back to me.

"Remember that world we talked about when you were younger?" aunt Olivia asked, holding my cousin Milly.

"You know the stories we would tell you before you went to sleep?" aunt Margaret asked, taking a step closer.

I nodded. "Are you talking about Alcaeus?"

"Yes." they said simultaneously.

"Let me guess, its real." I snorted out half a laugh.

"More than real. That's where we're all from." aunt Margaret said. "Well, your mother…she ugh…"

Aunt Olivia grunted. "Marge, come on!" she made sure she had my full attention before she continued. "Your mother found a way to travel through time. But its very top secret type of stuff."

I laughed. "You're kidding!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

I looked at them and right now, they looked like two crazy woman with the most beautiful Farrah Fawcett do anyone could ever pull off. Maybe even Farrah herself.

Aunt Marge is the opposite of aunt Livy but the youngest. She's only twenty eight. She stood at five eleven, shoulder length, wavy brown hair and blue eyes. She was also very slim and slender, making her seem much taller than she really was.

She was married to a half breed marine (for two years) whom she met when she was twenty one. From the pictures she kept and the way she gushed about him, he was an all around American man. They only had the chance to have one daughter before he died in combat. I don't think he even got to meet his daughter. Well, anyways, she named her after him, Samantha.

Then there's aunt Livy. She's thirty six, only five foot four with long wavy brown hair and blue eyes like aunt Marge. (That's where you can see the resemblance.) She's not as thin as her sister but she wasn't fat either. She was sort of in between.

Aunt Livy was married to her long time human lover since she was twenty two. I thought that they would be together for a pretty long time, I mean since they were so in love. But right before aunt Livy found out she was pregnant with Milly, he just left and he never came back.

Remind me never to fall in love…

"No, sweetie, we're not. But I think that is what you have to do." aunt Livy said, handing Milly to Marge. "We went over this many times in our heads and judging from the time difference between then and now, its obvious your mother made it for you."

"Lets just say this is true and you're not crazy. I wouldn't know where to begin."

"But you do know how to summon people. Maybe this is what you need to do. And…" Marge looked back at Livy, "…we don't think this has happened yet. The murder, I mean."

"How'd you figure that?" I asked.

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have received the vision." they both said.

"Just know that whatever you do in the past will change the future. So please, be very careful." aunt Margaret whispered as if she didn't want to jinx herself.

I put my hands up, "Whoa, hold on! You want me to go into the past?" they just nodded. "By myself?" I looked between the two, "Aunt Livy, please, you can't expect me to do this alone!"

"Its your vision, not ours." she said. Then, from beneath the sofa, she pulled out a velvet wrap and placed it in her lap. "When we give you this, you must guard this with your life. Make sure no one gets their hands on it. If it gets into the wrong hands, lord knows what will happen." she said softly. "And if anything happens to us, everything you will need when you return will be in the basement of gran's home in New Orleans."

I felt a chill run down my spine. "Why would anything happen to you? What about the kids?" I asked, looking at Milly.

"There are things in this world that shouldn't be done. I don't want to worry you, I just want you to be prepared." she said, looking back at her daughter, then at Margaret.

"Don't be frightened Annie girl, we all have our places in this world. Yours is just beginning."

Aunt Olivia began unwrapping the velvet only to reveal a sparkling horn from some kind of extinct animal. "Hold this while you're summoning the man from the past. That should do it." she said, handing it over to me. "But remember that the future you see now might not be the one you return to."

Great, I had to change the past with high hopes I won't alter the future…my present. Good lord!

I sat up in my room, going over what I was about to do, making sure I was taking everything I needed in my bag. I also had to blend in, so I wore one of aunt Livy's old dresses.

Book of spells…check. Clothes…check. Pretty horn…check.

I held my bag close to me as I sat in the middle of my room. I began to meditate, trying to get into a peaceful state of mind as I held the horn out in front of me. I began going over the beginning of my dream of that man, over and over again in my head. Slowly, I felt my body begin to pull away from this reality and into the next.

Then, like a zipper in time, I was tossed out onto the streets. For a second, I lost the horn within the crowd. But I spotted it when someone kicked it into the road. I scrambled for it, tucking it safely in my bag.

Sweet Jesus!

I took one look around and froze dead in my tracks.

This wasn't 1978. Horses, carriages…woman in dresses! Where are the paved roads? Big hair, shiny clothes…Ancient cars? Oh no, this was a nightmare! Why did I agree to this…?

What if I get trapped here? I was freaking out within myself. Oh no, no, no!

"Hey! Look out!" was all I heard before the wind was knocked out from me, slamming me into the ground. I glanced up, trying to focus on the figure above me. "You okay miss? You were standing there in the middle of the road. You could've been hit by the car." a man's voice said as he offered me his hand.

I shook my head, "Sorry." I said, taking his hand.

He helped me up and smiled. For a moment, I was mesmerized by his beautiful smile, I knew I wasn't breathing. "Jacob Carmichael." he said, extending his hand.

I shook his hand and stepped over to the side so his head blocked the sun fully. Then, like an idiot, I freaked out. "Oh!" I screeched as I stumbled backwards.

He quickly caught me before I fell. "Maybe you should take a seat." he said, chuckling.

Don't do it, he's going to think you're some crazy woman.

"You don't know me, but I know you." I began, rambling. "I have visions and you were-"

His hand quickly covered my mouth as he pulled me into the corner of the buildings. "You can't talk like that here, not in public." he whispered softly as he used his body to cover me. He glanced back, nodding to the pedestrians walking past. Then he turned back to me, "Meet me at the clock, midnight."

I could feel his warm body against mine. Underneath all his clothes, I knew he was quite a big man. Not only was he tall, but he was well built as well. He literally towered my five foot two.

Maybe he knew I was well aware of this, so he tensed up and created a little more space between us.

"I don't know where this clock of yours is." I said softly.

He frowned, "You're not from here?"

I laughed, "Nope." I tip toed, trying to get as close to his ear as I could, "I'm not even from this time." I whispered.

He glanced around, maybe he was making sure he was the only who heard what I had just said. Then he gently grabbed my arms and turned me around to my right. He pointed straight ahead.

"The clock is in the middle of that park there." he turned me back around again, lifting my face up so that I was now looking at him in his eyes, "Midnight. Don't forget." he said and began walking the opposite way.

I grunted, "What am I suppose to do until then?" I shouted his way.

He turned around and smiled, "You'll figure it out!"

I dug into my bag's pocket to pull out some money. I knew this wasn't any good here, this didn't exist just yet. I sighed as I turned around, shoving the money back into the pocket, and began walking toward that damn clock.

Just for the hell of it, I stood underneath the clock tower and began singing 'Dancing Queen', trying my best to past the time. I had seven hours to waste and I didn't have anything else better to do.

To my surprise, the people in the park stopped and listened. They began tossing money at my feet.

I think I could get use to this! I thought to myself as I continued singing and dancing like a hippie. Sorry Abba, hope I don't change the future for singing a song that don't exist just yet. I'm not sure if they…oh they definitely aren't even born yet.

When I finished the song, I took a bow and picked up the money that was left at my feet. I had to laugh to myself because all of this barely added up to twenty dollars.

What can I get with… I counted the money. …seventeen dollars and thirty five cents. I smiled. Food!

"You're quite talented." his voice echoed right behind me.

I stood up and turned around. "I thought you said midnight." I told him, stuffing the money in my bag. I looked up, "You're early."

He laughed. "Well, I couldn't help but watch your little performance." he said, leaning in. "I could hear you singing from back there." he whispered, pointing behind him.

I frowned, "I was that bad?"

"No...you weren't bad at all. Why don't we take a walk." he said just before he began walking.

I ran to catch up to him. "Where are we going to talk? I mean you make like this is some huge secret."

He looked down at me from the side, "How old are you, really?"

I rolled my eyes, "Hey, you're the one that came to me. You may not know it, but mentally, you came to me. Up until a few weeks ago, I didn't know who you were."

"Fine, we'll skip introductions and just get a room then?"

I gasped as I slapped his arm, "I am not that kind of girl!"

He chuckled. "To talk. Believe me, I'm in no position for…you know."

I nodded as I looked down. "I know." I said slowly. "You're engaged."

"Why do you sound so sad?" he asked. "And I haven't proposed yet."

"This is why I'm here." I told him. "So…where is this room?"

He cleared his throat. "Well, my car is parked across there." he said, grabbing a hold of my hand.

"You better get use to being spoiled by my mother. She always wanted a daughter."

"Then I will be honored to be wearing a dress made by your mother."

I pulled away and looked up. "You're going to propose to her tonight? Am I too late?"

"Shh!" he quickly placed his arm around my waist and picked me up, running across the street. "Just hold on...and stop talking."

He unlocked the car doors and opened it, waiting for me to get in.

As soon as I slid in, I looked around with that 'star struck' look on my face.

"Wow! This is so old! You won't see these around in the seventies."

Jacob ducked in, covering my mouth. He slowly mouthed to me, 'Play along and be quiet after'. When I nodded, that was when he spoke.

"Listen here you crazy girl! I'm only being nice to give you a ride but after that, I want you to leave me alone!"

"Fine! And I'm not crazy! I know what I'm talking about!" I said smiling.

He slapped his head as he started up the car.

What? Did I say something wrong?

We sat there in silence until he pulled up along side the curb.

"Get out." he said.

My head whirled around. "What?"

He winked at me. "You're here. This was where you wanted to go, remember?"

Now what am I suppose to do? Light bulb moment!

I fumbled through my bag and handed him my pink pen that had a flashlight on the other end. I stuck out my hand, palm side up, hoping he would understand what it is that I wanted him to do.

At first he seemed fascinated with the pen. What? Its just a pen! Then when I cleared my throat, he looked at me. It took him a moment before he realized I wanted him to write on my hand. When he was done, I took the pen from him and shoved it back in my bag.

"Wait! Here, this is for your trouble." he said, shoving some money in my hand.

I got out and stared down at my hand. 'Ask for room seven. I'll be back.' I made sure I didn't look back when his car drove away. I knew he was doing what he thought he had to do. I just had to remember to ask him about it later.

I walked in and got room seven just like Jacob instructed.

The room was just like any other motel room, it had a bed, a night table, a lamp, and a phone. It looked pretty depressing to me though because the colors they chose were all dull. And there wasn't any windows.

I feel trapped here. I thought to myself as I took a seat on the bed, waiting. I wasn't sure for what exactly, but I had a feeling Jacob was an honorable man.

Ten minutes later there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" I called out softly.

"Its me."

I stood up and opened it. Jacob shoved past me, closing the door behind him. Then he covered my mouth, "Shh." he whispered.

I took several steps back to give him room. "Are you running from someone?"

He shrugged, "I don't know." he kicked the door before he turned around to face me. "Tell me everything."

I took a deep breath, "I think you should have a seat first. It might help."

"I'm fine standing, thank you."

"Okay." I said slowly as I took a seat on the bed.

Here goes nothing…

I told him everything, from the moment I got those dreams right up until the moment I landed here. Landed was, of course, the best way that I could put it…no, no, it's the nicer way to put it. I think I now have a bruise on my ass because of this perfect landing.

When I was finished, I wasn't sure if he was even breathing. He looked pale as a ghost.

I waved my hands out in front of me. "You okay?" I asked, standing up. "You want me to-"

"She'll betray me with who?" he asked lowly.

I licked my lips as I stepped forward. "I haven't done this before, alright? So if this doesn't work, don't hate me." I told him as I tip toed, placing my hands on both sides of his face. I closed my eyes and began focusing on my vision. I tried to get a good look at the other man, and when I did, Jacob yanked my hands from his face.

Instinctively I jumped back, creating quite enough room between us. I didn't want him lashing out on me over something that hasn't happened yet.

"Fuck!" he continued bellowing out toward the ceiling. For a good ten minutes, he cursed to the walls in, what I'm guessing is his native language.

"You done? I mean, I think maybe I should go home-"

He straightened up, standing directly in front of me. "You can't leave. It hasn't happened yet."

"What am I suppose to do? I can't stay here and be your private eye until it does happen." I told him, crossing my arms over my chest. "I have a family to go home to. I haven't even gone to prom yet either."

"Prom?" he asked.

"Yes, prom. It's the last dance for the seniors before graduation." I sighed. "I haven't even found a date yet. How pathetic is that?" I told him, collapsing on the bed.

He watched me carefully. "Where are you from? I know you're not from here, its quite obvious."

"1978."

He gulped, "You time traveled?" I nodded. "Do you work for the council?" he sounded surprised.

I laughed, "No. I don't even know who the council is. Never heard of them." I paused. "No, I'm just a senior in high school trying to make it to graduation." I told him, scooting further onto the bed. "I'm turning eighteen next month. Well, that's if I get home."

"The council doesn't know you exist in your time?" he asked. I doubt he was asking me because he seem to be in his own world. "There hasn't been a seer in so long. I can't believe you exist."

"Well-"

He gasped, "Oh shit!"

"Shit? Don't say shit."

"You can't go home."

I scoffed, "And why the hell not?"

"My car is bugged. The council has bugged the car of every agent, its their way of…"

"Keeping tabs?" I provided.

"Exactly. If they heard you as clearly as I did, then they know that you time traveled from the seventies. You said so yourself." he sat next to me. "Because of that, you might have put your family into direct danger."

"What?" I jumped off the bed. "My aunts-"

"Might've already been hunted. That's what they do. They claim its to keep a balance but really its to maintain control."

"What about my cousins?" I asked, eyes tearing up. "They're only little. They're just babies. "

He looked down, "When you return, don't go home. Go straight to me."

I laughed, "How am I suppose to do that? I didn't even know your name until today."

He thought a moment, "What was the date when you left?"

"March 17th. Why?"

"Stay here, until I can confirm your vision. Then you can leave."

"Okay, but-"

"Does the clock tower still exist in your time?" he asked.

"Yeah…" I said slowly.

"Meet me there, midnight, March 19th."

"How would you know that I'll be there?" I asked, obviously skeptical of his genius plan.

Seriously, he would be extremely old by the time I return home. And I know old people, they tend to forget stuff.

"Just trust me, alright? I can help you."

If he was right about this council keeping the supernatural's organized, then maybe it was possible when I return home, it won't be the same as when I left. The aunts did warn me. I could only hope everything is alright and that my family is safe.

"I'll stay here, one night." I told him. "Then I'm going home whether or not my vision happens."

I just hope I don't get into trouble from the aunts from staying here longer than I was suppose to.

Jacob returned that night, anxious to get this over with.

"What did you tell her?" I asked.

"I told her that I was leaving for Washington, a conference, and that I would return the next evening."

I looked down, "I don't know if this will work."

"I have faith that she won't betray me. I love her and she loves me."

I hope so.

"Okay, just…never mind." I said, sitting at the edge of the bed, taking off my boots.

This wasn't what I was expecting, spending the night in some strange universe with a man I barely know. I never even been in the backseat of a car with a boy. But here I was, alone, in a motel room with a grown man.

But Jacob is handsome, and tall, and…she's an idiot.

I would treasure him if he was mine. I thought to myself as I laid my head against the pillow. Like that would actually happen.

Since Jacob was suppose to be in Washington, he sent me out to get us both something to eat. I went to a nearby diner and grabbed some food and took it back to the room.

We spent the remaining day talking. Its not like we had anything else better to do. So he told me a little about what he does and I told him about my family.

He was fascinated about the stories that were told to me by the aunts. "They are extremely accurate you know. I just didn't realize that any gifted people remained in Alcaeus. I mean after the raid and the execution of the royal family and all."

"What raid?"

"The Fae, someone ordered a hit on the gifted people of Alcaeus. They slaughtered anyone and everyone that was known practicing any type of magic. They even burned down the church where many were hiding out in." he sighed. "Looks like some made it out alive though."

I nodded. "Well the aunts failed to mention that part of our history. I guess I have lots of questions for them when I return."

"I'm from Sarpedon, you know. In a way, its kind of like the sister dimension to Alcaeus."

I shrieked, "Really? I was told my dad was from there, Sarpedon, I mean. He was a Warrior…but I don't know his name." I said sadly. "The aunts say its for my protection, the less I know about my real parents, the better."

"You should trust that they're only trying to protect you. The world is full of corrupted individuals." he said, glancing down at his watch. "Maybe I should call her. Just to see-"

"Don't lead her on that you know about him." I warned him.

"I won't. I promise." he said, picking up the receiver. At first he hesitated, but then he found the guts to make that phone call. "Catalina, honey…" he trailed off. "That's why I'm calling you. Our final meeting exceeded the estimated time, forcing us to miss our train. - I should be home in a few hours. I'm just waiting on the next train. - And that's why I love you. - Goodbye my love." he said softly. I knew this was killing him deep down inside. Damn it! Then he laughed and told her, "I will. I promise." And just like that, he hung up.

"Is he there?" I asked softly.

I knew at any moment, he would break. I just didn't want to be here when that happens. But maybe this was why I was given the vision. Maybe I had to keep him grounded, have him focus on life, on his future. Make him realize that there's more to this world than her.

"I know he is. She always act…around him." he said frowning. "Maybe I should go."

"And do what? If you catch them together then what? You're going to kill him. I know you will. I've seen you do it and I'm sorry but I can't let you do that." I stood up, placing my hand on his shoulder.

"Then why couldn't I prevented this whole thing?" he asked, looking up to me.

"Maybe because she would've done it anyway. I don't know. I'm just the messenger. But I was sent here for a reason. And I think this is it." I said, sighing. "I know you may not realize this now, but in the future, you are destined for greater things. We all are. And this is why we came together, this is why you're here with me instead of there with her." I kneeled down beside him and looked up into his eyes, trying to catch his gaze. "I'm going to need your help when I return. Don't you forget that."

He nodded. "March 19th, midnight."

I found his hands and gripped them. "So please, don't do anything that will prevent you from keeping that promise, alright?" he nodded. "I helped you, now you have to help me."

"I promise you. I will be there waiting."

I think its time for you to go home now Anita.

When I returned back to 1978, Jacob was right. The council, somehow, someway, found out about my visit to 1910 Los Angeles. They burned, what I use to call home, to the ground. Now all it was nothing more than a pile of ashes and black wood.

I felt like crying my eyes out. I didn't know whether or not the aunts were still alive, let alone my baby cousins. I couldn't believe at how they could do this to innocent people, keeping everyone under a magnifying glass.

Then as I walked the streets of Los Angeles, using the clock tower as my target, I had another light bulb moment. I knew what I was meant to do. At least I think I did.

I will help take down the council.

Present:

"You really think she had something to do with Dominic being in prison?" Jacob asked, kissing my neck.

"Shh! She might hear you!" I turned around, "I don't know. But I don't trust her." I whispered.

He laughed. "You don't have to worry. She left the moment I mentioned Dominic."

I wrapped my arms around his neck, then when I realized he wasn't holding Kyle, I gasped. "Where's-"

"He's asleep." he said, kissing me. "You know you look just as beautiful as you did the first time I saw you standing in the middle of the street."

I smiled, laying a soft kiss on the tip of his nose. "Did you know that when I went to look for you under the clock tower, I was actually looking for an old man?" We both laughed at that. "I'm serious. I didn't know much about us Sarpedonian's."

"Well, I thank fate everyday for sending you to me." he told me as I ran my fingers through his hair. "It only took three years before you let me date you."

I sighed. "And it only took you three weeks to make it official."

He pressed his lips to mine, soft and sweet. I may not have known it at the time that this man in my dreams would eventually be my husband, the father of my children…my everything.

Fate…