A/N: Okay, last update in awhile, as I actually have to write new material now. Since I do know what I want this to do, it hopefully won't go as slow as my other story, but that depends on work and course load.

And thank you so much to my reviewers! It's great to have encouragement to continue a story.

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Spinning around in the darkness, the girl tried to turn and face the person who was talking to her, but the firm grip on her shoulders would not let her turn. Unable to speak from shock, the girl just shook her head slowly. The voice behind her shook her and asked the question again. The girl, still afraid, stammered for a few seconds. Then the person relaxed its grip and apologized. "I didn't mean..." the voice started to say before trailing off. The girl was somewhat surprised and shocked. She stopped stammering, and leaned against the tree, trying to regain her composure. After awhile, she got over the shock and surprise and turned towards the direction she believed the person was standing and asked it, "Who are you?"

It answered, in a soft, gentle, musical voice, "I asked first. Now, since you have calmed down, would you like to tell me why you're here? Or maybe your name?"

At that the girl sighed, and glanced in a different direction, being pitch black it didn't matter where she looked, but she was uncomfortable and softly mumbled a reply, "I..I..I don't know."

"How can you not know your name? I know my name is Erik. I think you know what I look like, you have been following me for quite some time now."

"Erik," the girl said carefully, as if trying out the word for the first time, " Erik. That's a nice name. As for me I don't think I ever had a name. I've never been called by one for as long as I remember." The girl paused, then continued on, "So your name is Erik, I guess I never really wondered. What was it you were asking that first day that I saw you?"

"I was trying to ask what your name was. I would like to have a name to call you by, especially if you're going to be around for a while, but the only name I can remember is my mother's."

"It would be nice to have a name, I suppose. What was her name? Maybe I could use hers."

"Her name was Madeleine." Here Erik paused, as if thinking about a name for the girl.

"That's a very pretty name," interrupted the girl. Erik turned to look at her, muttering something about how it wouldn't hurt.

"It would be a name I would remember, and if you like it then I suppose we could use it." Erik paused, and when the girl made no objections he continued, "Then it's settled, from now on your name will be Madeleine. I'd like to talk a bit longer, but I have to go visit that farm, but I'm sure you knew that already." With that Erik walked away, leaving the girl, Madeleine, standing by the tree.

When the sun started to rise, Madeleine realized she had been standing there all night. Carefully climbing the tree, she thought about what had happened the night before. She had been sitting still in the tree for so long that a squirrel mistook her for part of it. It scampered over her snapping her out of the daze she was in. She sat up quickly, nearly falling out of the tree. She was just in time to see the gypsy caravan starting back on its journey. Ignoring the chittering of the squirrel, the girl quickly slid down the tree and ran across a field of wildflowers.

She soon caught up with the gypsy caravan, making sure to keep out of sight by staying well behind the last person. That night, when they stopped to camp in a forest, the girl found a big oak tree to take shelter in. She noticed something that had bothered her for some time now, Erik always refused to touch the meat that he had helped acquire, and the girl couldn't help but to wonder why.

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And I think that my chapter endings won't seem so awkward after this....maybe. [And now we have an idea of who the girl is]