April 6, 1994

Caro diary,

Well, that was certainly the most interesting time I've had in my life. And that's saying something. Anyway, after the Dante, Andria, Damon and I went into the shrink's office, I began to feel a little apprehensive. If Dante had all of his regressions today, and Andria likewise, I couldn't help but wonder how my existence, as well as Damon's and so many others' would change.

When we entered the room, I began to feel a bit nervous and sat myself on a chair near the one where Damon was sitting.

"So, did you and Andria find anything interesting to talk about?" I whispered to him.

"Yes, we did, and Bella, why in hell are you whispering? It's not like we're being spied on."

"Because, I'm not quite ready to say anything out loud yet." I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards me until we were eye to eye. "I think you should know that Dante had a major regression on the way over here."

At that, Damon's eyes widened.

"State scherzando Bella? Che cosa è accaduto? Ha detto qualche cosa?"

"Shhhh! Calm down!" his voice had risen in volume dramatically as he'd spoken. "No, I'm not kidding. I told him that you and I were vampires, and then he started freaking out and screaming about how we abandoned him and Mia and stuff like that. In fluent Italian too. It was molto sconosciuto."

Damon nodded. "That would have been strange. Mia wasn't so bad. We mostly talked about her life. She told me some very interesting things, some of which might be of interest to you."

"What kind of things?"

"They're secret. She said they'd probably come out in her regressions, so I guess you'll just have to wait." He grinned wickedly at me.

"That is so not fair! I told you what happened with Dante!"

"But you didn't have to. Besides, it's not like you'll never hear them. You'll just have to wait a little while longer."

"Dante and Andria DeMarco, the doctor will see you now."

Before I could respond to that, Dante and Andria were called into the Doctor's office. Damon and I tried to follow but we were stopped.

"Sorry. We don't allow extra people in the room during regressions. It interferes with the procedure." The nurse, a skinny little Katherine look-alike who I could have snapped like a twig in seconds, spoke in a high, chirpy tone that made me want to strangle her. Before I could, however, Damon spoke.

"That's fine. But before the patients go in for their appointments, we have a little something we'd like to share with you. You should probably know that the two of them are somewhat afraid of modern medical techniques and it eases their minds to know that we're here."

The nurse just blinked at him and blew a huge gum bubble.

"I have no idea what you just said, but you know, you're kind of cute."

I could feel my temper begin to flair. I strode over to the nurse and glared at her.

"Listen bubble-brain. We need access to these patients' appointments. Otherwise, the doctor will have a very difficult time getting them to cooperate with anything he says. Capite?"

"What?"

I groaned in exasperation. "Do you understand what I'm telling you?"

Finally, after what seemed like a million years, the girl nodded, and led Damon and I into a large room containing a television.

"This is the viewing room. It's for the family members of patients who aren't exactly agreeable to psychological treatment. The doctor will start with Dante and Andria shortly."

Damon nodded. "Grazie, Signorina." But there was no flirtation in his tone.

As the nurse turned on her heel and left, I let out my breath.

"Wow. Little Miss Peroxide-on-the-Brain can speak more then monosyllable words. I'm impressed."

I could feel Damon's grip on my hand tighten painfully.

"Bella can you please be a little more mature? You've been eighteen for the last five hundred years, and I think it's time you grew out of your 'taunting Katherine look-alikes' phase."

"I know." I pouted. "But it's so hard. It's like they're asking for it."

All of a sudden, the TV turned on, and I saw Dante lying on a couch with the doctor on a chair beside him.

The doctor asked him questions about his regressions, like how long he'd had them and what they were about and such. Then, he told Dante to relax. To shut his eyes and empty his mind. To go back to the world of his former self.

When he was sure that Dante was there, the shrink began speaking to him.

"What do you see?"

"I'm in bed." Dante's voice seemed hushed and far away.

"I'm in bed in a big room."

"What's going on around you?"

"I'm little. Three, I think, and I'm having trouble sleeping. My parents are in my room singing to me."

"What are they singing?"

And that was when it happened. Dante began to sing, in a clear, rich tenor.

"Li amerò fino a che le stelle non cadano nel mare e la luna e la notte si transformino in in giorno. Il sonno quello piccolo fino alla luce di mattina lucida attraverso la vostra finestra e le stelle smettono di bisbigliare il vostro nome."

I couldn't help it. I began to cry. In between tears, I began to sing too, and Damon along with me. This was the lullaby the two of us had sung to Gianni before bed every night. No one knew the words except him and us.

Damon stood up, taking me with him, and led me out the door and into the shrink's office, and the three of us, mother, father, and son, sang together for the first time in five hundred years.

While we sang, Andria came into the room and stared at the three of us. Dante still hadn't come out of his trance yet.

"What are you guys singing?"

And Dante said, "Something you will learn Farfalla Piccola."

Andria looked at him for a minute, confused, and then she said

"Oh my God. Gianni?"

I couldn't breathe.

Fino a che non veniamo a contatto di ancora,

Selina

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