Sydneys POV

He opened the door and I saw his relief in his eyes.

"You´re back" he said and I nodded.

I still didn´t know exactly why I was. All I knew was, that I couldn´t just leave like this. I couldn´t just leave him.

He stepped aside to make space for me to enter.

I did and he closed the door behind me.

For a few moments we were just standing there looking at each other.

"Do you believe me?" he than asked and I looked down.

"I don´t know what I believe" I said truthfully.

I walked across the room and sat down at his bed. He took the only chair in the room and sat right next to me.

"You can sit here" I said patting the bed besides me "I won´t bite".

He didn´t smile and but did as I said.

"I have some questions" I said.

"Ask me anything" he said his eyes on me.

"How come I don´t remember any of the stuff you just told me?" I asked looking down at my hands.

"Oh Sydney. You won´t like that" he said.

I frowned "I can´t say I did like any of the other stuff".

He nodded slowly.

"Remember your dream about the golden lily on your cheek?" he asked.

"Lily? I never told you what the tattoo looked like" I said.

How did he know that? I absently touched my cheek and I felt the now familiar tickling feeling on it once again. I quickly removed my hand.

"So it wasn´t a lily tattoo?" he asked surprised.

I looked at him for a few seconds "It was" I admitted.

He nodded "You used to have this tattoo" he said.

I narrowed my eyes not believing what he just said "I would never get a tattoo in my face" I argued.

"Well it wasn´t exactly your choice" he said.

"Who´s choice was it than?" I asked. Surely no one could make me get a tattoo like this.

He reached for my hand and somehow I let him take it.

Even though I was still doubting everything he had told me his hand in mine felt good. And on a strange level even comforting. I was a mess. All those mixed feelings. I felt like exploding any minute.

Adrians POV

Well, here goes nothing.

I told her about the alchemist and about her father and Zoey and watched her shaking her head and looking at me curious and confused.

I told her about the night she´d been taken away and her expression changed to shock and disbelief.

I never took my eyes of her, to afraid I would miss anything.

To my complete surprise, this time she didn´t take her hand away.

When I finished she stayed silent for a few minutes.

"What is a moroi and what is a dhampir?" she than asked and I nearly laughed.

This was her first comment?

"Are you smiling?" she asked with an arched eyebrow.

"I´m sorry. I just thought you would ask about your father or the alchemist in general" I said.

"Oh I´m going to" she said and I saw a hint of a smile on her face "So tell me" she said, her face serious again.

I studied her carefully. Why was she still here? After all the things I just had said about her father. If she didn´t believe me, why was she still here? And if she did believe me, why wasn´t she angry?

I told her about the difference between moroi and dhampirs and she listened carefully.

"So you are telling me, vampires are for real?" she asked.

I nodded and she mirrored my movement.

"And I am... no I used to be an alchemist?" she asked.

"Yes" I said.

She shook her head shrugging her shoulders.

"There is more" I said.

She looked at me in shock "More?" she asked in a shriek voice.

"I am going to tell you everything. You need to know" I said, still unsure if she did believe me.

I inhaled deeply before I spoke "I am not a human" I said in a low voice.

She had been looking down to our hands and her head flew up.

"What?" she asked "What are you than?"

"I am a moroi" I said and her hands twitched but she didn´t take them away.

"Prove it" she demanded.

I looked around and my eyes fell on a plant next to my window. Plants weren´t my specialty, but I was feeling confident.

I got up and walked over to the window and returned back to the bed with the pot in my hands.

I put it in the middle of us.

"What do you see?" I asked.

"A dead flower" she said with a what-a-stupid-question look.

"Ok, watch" I said.

I really did hope she wouldn´t run screaming.

I let myself drift over to spirit concentrating on the plant in front of me. Remembering exactly what Lissa once had taught me.

Very slowly the brown plant turned green again, the leaves that had been lying dead and dry on the dirt began to lift and little blossoms appeared.

Sydney looked at me and than back to the plant than back to me again.

Sydneys POV

I blinked and turned the pot around, checking it for any kind of trick. I searched in Adrians eyes for an answer. Not believing what I just saw. That simply wasn´t possible.

"How did you do that?" I whispered.

Adrian gave me a small smile "I told you, Sydney. I am telling you the truth" he said.

I shook my head. On some level I was kind of freaked out but in this moment my amazement got the upper hand.

"Do you believe me?" he asked once again.

I got up and he looked at me. His eyes on mine. A soupcon of panic in them.

"Are you leaving?" he asked.

I looked at him and nodded slowly.

He quickly got up "Why?" he asked.

I looked at him in disbelief. Was he really asking why?

"I need some time to process... all of this" I said slowly.

"So you aren´t leaving... me?" he asked.

My heart jumped. Leaving him. He made it sound like we were in a relationship.

I sobered quickly. Right, we kind of were in a relationship. A relationship I didn´t remember... god there was just to much information.

"No... I´m not. Well I need to think. I need some time Adrian" I said.

He nodded "I get that" he said.

"Good" I replied.

He was standing next to me now and we both were unsure how to proceed.

Hugging him seemed strange and kissing him was out of the question. My emotions were just to chaotic in this moment.

"I know you don´t remember, but Sydney... you mean the world to me" he than said.

I blushed. What was I supposed to say? Thank you? Ok?

I really didn´t know. I couldn´t tell how I was feeling at this moment. I felt numb and close to tears once again at the same time. I felt like laughing hysterically and screaming. I felt kind of happy about those words and angry at the same time. I just was overwhelmed by all my emotions.

"I´m sorry" I finally said.

He frowned "For what?" he asked confused.

"For not remembering" I said.