Sorry it has been so long without an update. I have been SO busy! This chapter is not very long, I needed a transition into the next chapter and this did it perfectly. I finally re-edited chapters 4-11 for errors, so hopefully I got them all.

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Chapter 12

Rebekah woke up sometime after sunrise. Glancing begrudgingly at the alarm clock, which betrayed the time to be just after seven, she stretched her body out in a silent plea to her body to get up and out of bed.

After about fifteen minutes of the silent self conflict, Rebekah found herself strolling down the hall to the bathroom.

Out of habit, Rebekah glanced up at the mirror as she entered the bathroom.

And froze.

Golden ringlets fell messily over her shoulders and embraced a silver tiara with diamonds and sapphires.

Everything went black. Again.

This time when Rebekah woke up, she was on the couch in the living room staring through sleep blurred eyes into Julian's vivid blue ones across the room.

"Good morning," He said calmly. As though pulling her through time wasn't enough, he had to continue his little adventures through her dreams too. Damn her subconscious, it really was starting to become it's own whore if it kept up like this.

"Mmfph." Rebekah replied. It was now eight in the morning, according to the grandfather clock in the corner.

They stared at each other in awkward silence. Julian's gaze never wavering; Rebekah nervously twirling her hair. Her hair which was made up for a royal ball.

Her nervous gaze turned into a glare, to which Julian merely arched an eyebrow.

"Why did you go into my dream last night? What, are you afraid that you will fail in reality so you use my dreams as a way to seduce me? If I hadn't remembered a few things about my last lifetime with you, would you have raped me in my sleep? Me being too tired and…well….seducible….in my subconscious?"

Julian simply stared at her for a moment, eyes locked to hers as always. He didn't answer her just yet. However, he moved away from the wall he was leaning on and knelt down before Rebekah. Taking her hand in his (the one that she had failed to noticed still contained a certain gold ring on it), Julian let out a sigh so low that she almost missed it.

"Rebekah, I have been alive for thousands of years. I may not be a man per say, but I am undoubtedly male.." at this he caught Rebekah's gaze venture to his crotch, but didn't comment on it considering the moment was awkward enough. He had retrived her other hand as well, which brought her attention back to his face. "I have never taken from your body, besides a few kisses, without your consent. My race may be vile, evil, demons that would without a second thought take from you as they like. I am not like them. I Love you, Rebekah. If we were ever to go further than a few innocent kisses, it would be because you asked me for it. No games. No facades. Not in a dream. It would be just you and me, and it would be a new step for us both. I know as much as you on the whole mating process. You will be my first, Rebekah. And you will be my last. And if you were to deny me, I would go into celibacy joyfully because no one else could replace you in my heart."

Besides the almost impossible will it took to suppress a remark on "innocent kisses," Rebekah honestly didn't know what to say to him after that. Her checks were flushed, and her hands had started to shake. She wondered if Julian had noticed, which of course he probably had but was being too gallant at moment to comment. The tear that escaped her control was completely unexpected.

It was that break in her control that lead that single tear to be followed by others just like it. Julian pulld her into his embrace, silently willing her to cry it out and get her emotions and thoughts under control.

Rebekah wasn't sure just how long she stayed wrapped up in Julian's arms, sobbing her heart out. Despite all her fears and unease concerning him, the speech was the final confirmation to her heart that Julian was not a liar. He did love her, and would never let anything happen to her -- this time. Yet she had turned on him not once, but twice. She cared for Ryan, she really did, but now she just wasn't sure of her destiny any more.

Sniffling, Rebekah pulled away from Julian to get ready for rehearsal. Julian stopped her. Apparently, an "accident" occurred and the whole campus is without power for the next two days.

"Fess up. You did it." Rebekah said, after the answering machine replayed the message from the school a third time.

"Did what?" Julian said, eyes wide in mock naiveté .

"Fine then. Don't tell me how you did it."

"There's nothing to tell" Julian insisted smugly.

"So, what do you suppose we do then?"

"I was thinking, that since you have a now open schedule, and I have no prior engagements, that it is high time we take a trip into Jenny's subconscious since you so thoroughly opened that up last night."

Rebekah, who was heading towards the kitchen for some juice, stopped in her tracks. "Are you sure? You did say you didn't really want me to see that side of you again."

Julian uncharacteristically shrugged. "Might as well. See if we can't find anything suspicious."

"I'll just get dressed then." Rebekah said and hurried to her room, forgetting about her juice.

Neither of them noticed the figure looking in through the window.

Ryan turned from the window, paler than the freshly fallen snow…if it had actually snowed.

The woman standing a few feet away from him smiled. "See. I told you she has been sneaking around with some bleached-blonde guy."