Okay, the prompt was "Eternity".I've been having a really rough day, so I tried to write fluffs to make me feel better. :) But,because of the fluff, the characters might be a little OOC, and if they are, I apologize. Enjoy!

"I hope you don't feel it strange of me to say, Mr. Chandler, but I feel as if I've known you before" Vanessa murmured, passing the lit cigarette to his waiting hand as he settled beside her.

He took a long drag, puffing smoke through his lips, waiting for her to continue.

She was watching him thoughtfully, twining and untwining her fingers together, as it seemed she always did when she was thinking.

"In what way?" He prompted, passing the cigarette back to her, and resting his head against the back of the sofa, waiting.

"I know it sounds silly, but I can't help but feel that, when I'm around you, I've known you before, in some way, or at least much longer than it has truly been." She said, staring idly into the darkness, and flicking ashes from the end of the cigarette. And it really had only been a short time since he'd entered her life, mere months, but it felt like so much longer.

"I know, it's ridiculous." she added after getting no response. Perhaps it was only a product of her addled brain or a byproduct of their strange, mutual affection.

"No, I don't think it's ridiculous at all. The pair of us have been through several ordeals together, and in my experience, that creates a sense of camaraderie that seems much older then it really is." He responded, casting their cigarette bud into the fire, and bringing another one to his lips.

She laughed at the way he'd said 'ordeals', as if the worst they'd faced were a few natural disasters or something along those lines.

"This is true," she acknowledged with a grin, "but it doesn't quite capture the essence of what I mean," she paused again, hunting for the proper words, but upon finding them, chose not to continue, "Oh never mind. I couldn't explain it properly anyway."

"Go on, try, now I'm curious." He prodded, grinning at the flustered look on her face.

She waited a moment, and they continued to exchange the cigarette while she gathered her thoughts. The world seemed so quiet from the moors. She hadn't realized how much she'd missed the silence until that was all she could hear.

"Do you believe in reincarnation?" she finally murmured, looking up into his eyes curiously, rather than staring away as he'd expected. Did he? He tried his best to be a man of God, but here lately, he couldn't quite wrap his head around it. He knew that there was far more to this world than he'd ever expected, and it was in part, thanks to the woman beside him. Surely it could be plausible.

"Well, I certainly don't disbelieve it. I couldn't say. I believe in a lot more now than I did before I met you and the rest." He responded thoughtfully. She made a small humming noise in response, and hesitated before asking a new question.

"Well, in that case, humor me for a moment," she gave him a small, near innocent smile that he swore could melt even the coldest heart, "Say you do believe. Do you think there could ever be a bond, a kinship of any kind, that could transcend lifetimes?" He hesitated, thinking back to the first time that he met her, and was thrust into this new world, this demimonde, she'd called it.

When he'd seen her, something had clicked in his brain, he'd thought it something simple, like attraction, but the amount of desperation he felt every time she was in trouble, and how natural it felt to be around her indicated something stronger. Thinking about it, he felt he'd known her for years as well.

"If I was certain I believed, I would say yes. It's very possible. If you can predict the future, and contact spirits, why wouldn't having a strong connection to your past life not be plausible?" He responded cautiously, listening to her hum a small note in response.

He spent a moment waiting for her to respond, before realizing that she wasn't going to. He searched her face, curious to see if her face reflected her thoughts at all, and in the dim light, he could have sworn her cheeks had flushed pink. Was she blushing?

"Is that what you think? That we were bonded together somehow in a past life?" He asked her, feeling almost flattered by the idea, and realizing how highly she must have thought of him.

On the sofa beside him, she curled up a little tighter, barely hiding her face from his sight. Most definitely blushing.

She laughed a small, breathless laugh before responding, "I know you must think it's silly, but yes. I feel as if I've known you forever, an eternity perhaps. Since we've met, I've had the peculiar feeling that I know you, and that we may have even been...destined to meet again..." her voice trailed off into silence, and she hid her face in her knees again.

The childlike innocence of the action, and the wondrous tone her voice had held made him laugh. How could one person be so fragile and childlike, yet so fierce at the same time?

Upon hearing him laugh, she groaned, curling even further into herself. "I shouldn't have said anything" she muttered, rejecting the cigarette he offered.

He put it back to his lips for a moment, before putting a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"No, I'm glad you did. It's interesting to think about. I don't know how much stock I put into the idea of reincarnation. but I do agree with you. I do feel like I've known you for a very long time. I feel a stronger connection to you then I've felt to anyone….," he murmured carefully, "if that's not too bold." he added as an afterthought,

She looked up, eyeing him suspiciously, taking the cigarette from his lips.

"You don't have to humor me anymore. I know I'm being completely ridiculous." She murmured, tucking the cigarette into her lips as she finished.

"I'm being serious, I promise. You're not ridiculous."

"Whatever you say Mr. Chandler." she said, following with a tinkling laugh, whether she believed him or not, he couldn't say, but he sensed the end of the conversation was at hand so he didn't respond with anything other than a chuckle.

Fated or not, he was more than relieved to know her now, and he hoped, not so secretly, that the eternity she'd spoken of continued as long as it could into this lifetime as well.

Like I said, complete, perhaps even out of character fluff. I hope everyone enjoyed it regardless. I know writing it certainly lightened my mood. ~Until tomorrow!~