A/N – Hi all. OMG I know it's me lol. Computer troubles etc over the past few months but I'm back online (hopefully for good this time). For those of you that have read Laurell K Hamilton you can guess where my inspiration came from lol – for those of you who haven't I highly recommend them. This is what happens when you read too much Nightworld and Anita Blake while sleep deprived :P

Dedicated to all who R+R'ed my last fic – you guys rock 

Je Reve De Toi

I dream only of you. My Soulmate, my destiny.

A thousand lives that I have missed and in each you have waited for me, longed for me. Hated me as you died only to return once again to wait for the one person who refused to be with you.

They have called you a thousand names, Elizabeth, Ellie, Eliza, Bethan, Bridgette and more. I've only ever called you one, My Love.

To me you are the reason I live but also the reason I must suffer. For all eternity you will continue to haunt me. Though you I have lived and died, more then once by my own hands. I can't bare it when you remember. The lives I have ended but never anyone's but yours.

How can I love you so much but hate you at the same time? How can I, a vampire, be scared of a human, of love? Are you afraid of me? I don't believe you are. Sometimes I wish you were. I look into your eyes and see nothing but regret, sadness but also love, never fear.

Why do you not fear me? You know what I am, who I am but still you show love in you eyes. I still see you as naïve, like you once were. A princess in her tower, blond braided hair and cornflower blue eyes. This is not the fairytale ending. I am not what you deserve. A creature of the Night cloaked in shadows. I haven't changed, but you, you have. You are no longer the lady of light that darkness shies away from. No, now the edges have blurred t greys and I stare at you.

Your long blond hair is still braided but hidden, eyes not so clear and bright but now an ocean with hidden depths. Dressed in black with looks to kill, or would that be a stake to kill as that's what is pressed against my chest.

I have killed you before, so why should I be so surprised now you are ready to kill me? Maybe I am wrong. Tears and pain fill your eyes and a gasp escapes your blood red mouth.

"I can't."

The voice is the same, sweet as an angel's.

"Je reve de toi." I whisper. Your eyes fill with pain. You remember those words. The words I have whispered each time you have died, by hand or not. I kiss your lips, salty with tears and then I'm gone.

Maybe we'll meet again. No. I know we'll meet again but for now and forever, je reve de toi.

I dream only of you.