.A/N: I'm back everyone! Thank you Maryam for explaining my situation, and I'm sorry everyone for taking so long but believe me, that was the fastest way. To make it up to you, here are two chappies :D

So the votes were mostly supporting BOTH POVS, So this chappy is Damien and the other is Rosalinda. If you did not support both, you could always read only the POV that you wanted :)

SO hope you enjoy! Sorry again!

Recap:

"Bella!" I said in alarm, but just before my mind could take it too far, she whispered, "don't worry, it's Rosalinda. Call Damien and tell him that I have to sleep now," she instructed in a slurry tone, "Rosalinda is here."

Mine…Yours

I missed your eyes

I missed your smiles

I missed you how talk

I missed how in my arms

you would walk

I guess what I'm trying to do

Is hug you tight and whisper

"I miss you"

Damien's POV

Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Relax, it's just Rose. Relax! Breathe!

I had my hands folded behind my back as I paced up and down Bella's hotel room. It was closer to the restaurant so they told me to meet them here. To say that I was losing my mind would be an understatement. I was going to see Rosalinda again. My only love. My wife. I missed her and I was apprehensive of meeting her again. What would she look like?

The same of course, you moron! She can't change!

I gritted my teeth, trying to stop my panicking mind from infuriating me. I knew she wouldn't reject me, she was much too kind to do so, but if she did not desire a reunion, would she tell me? Or would she just seal her lips together and accept the fact that I need her to live and go on with me pretending to still loved me? I would notice, wouldn't I?

Of course you will notice if her smile, her touch, her eyes were different or the same.

What would I do if they were different? If she confessed to me that all that time that had passed allowed her feelings to change? What would I do then?

But… no… Bella had said that she wanted to see me again. She kept my ring… she kept my name… that has got to mean something. Absentmindedly I touched the ring on my left hand. I had promised her that these two rings would stay on our fingers no matter what. Nothing could ever pull them off. They were sealed to our fingers, just like our love was sealed to our heart. I had promised and made good on my promise. Even when I was ruthlessly pushing her away, I didn't – not even once - consider taking off the precious connection to her; the small element that solidified the fact that I was hers.

I remember clearly how I had argued with her when we got married. I had wanted to work even though she had enough money to supply us both for the next few centuries. I had wanted her to feel that I was a man that she could lean on, that I was capable of doing anything for her. I had wanted her to feel somewhat safe with me, even though she was much stronger than I was. I would go to work everyday, even though I had to change my job every few weeks, since we moved so frequently so that the other vampires wouldn't find me. And I would come back home to find her waiting for me with a smile on her face and her arms open for me to make me feel better after a hard day at work. She had even taken cooking lessons so she could cook for me. She didn't like me cooking for myself, though I didn't mind that. But I had to admit, her cooking was far better than mine and it felt nice to come back and find some decent food already made and ready for me to eat.

I smiled as memories of our happy times consumed me and I couldn't help but hope that these days would come back, or that we could be like that again. She made me feel more than I could have ever thought was possible. Even though she was a vampire, she never made me feel fragile or insignificant. She made me feel like the man I doubted myself to be and she never hesitated to show me that.

"Damien!" I heard Edward's voice call. I whipped around to see him carrying Bella into the room, she looked almost passed out. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't even notice that they were in the same building. Edward struggled to take her quickly to the bed and lay her as gently as he could without reviving her from her half unconscious state. "Take her hand, I think I can hear Rosalinda already." He instructed as he tucked her in.

This was it. I was finally going to see my wife again. No more hiding… no more second thoughts… no more panic… just me and her and the truth…

I took a deep breath and sat down beside Bella's motionless body. I exhaled the breath I took and slowly took Bella's hand in mine. It was like there was a magnet in her hand that forced mine to close tightly on hers. My eyes fell closed without my permission and I was suddenly in another place.

I was in the place were it all ended. In the woods where I killed everything between us. Where I had hurt her… hurt me… where I had pushed her away and made her think I did not love her anymore. I swallowed loudly against the lump in my throat that refused to move.

"Y-you promised Bella. Y…You s…said he wanted t…to come…" It was Rosalinda! How her voice, even though it was broken and heart-wrenching, filled me with a sweet sensation that has been missing for too long.

"He is coming. He said he will," Bella pleaded with her to calm down.

I turned around to the direction of the sound and there she was…

Rosalinda was sitting on a rock, one arm around her torso with her figure hunched over it. She had her free hand covering her mouth and nose as she sobbed painfully in it. Bella was stroking her hair, trying to soothe her as her eyes searched the woods frantically… probably searching for me. Her eyes found mine and a small smile tugged on her lips as the crease between her brows faded. She stood up and lifted her hands of Rosalinda as she took a few steps backwards.

"She loves you," was what she mouthed to me just before she turned her back on me and walked away.

She loves me!

I absentmindedly took a step forward…

She loves me!

Rosalinda's sobs came to a sudden stop as I took a few more steps towards her…

She loves me!

I knelt down before her… my face inches away from her face…

She loves me!

I reached my hand forward to touch the silky blonde hair that I missed…

She loves me!

She froze under my touch. I tucked my hand under her chin and slowly lifted her face… meeting her golden eyes…

She…loves…me…

Our eyes locked in a gaze that could never be interrupted. I cradled her face in my hands, taking in ever small feature that I missed, every curve in her face, every strand falling on it, every line… everything…

I lost myself in her eyes, the eyes that pierced right through my soul. Her beauty stunned my mind and killed any chances of speech. I could almost taste the sweetness of our reunion in the air. I stroked her face gently with my thumbs, trying to will myself to believe that she was really there.

Her shaky hands slowly inched up to my face, trailing her fingers over my shoulders, neck, and cheek in the process. Her touch burned my skin and I had to fight the urge to close my ease and enjoy the sensation. It's been too long, I can't afford to close my eyes now, not when I could see her again. Feel her again. Have her again.

She breathed my name softly at the same time I whispered hers. A small smile tugged on her lips as one of hour old habits returned. We were of one mind. Whatever thought crossed one of our minds, it also crossed the mind of the other.

"You came…" she whispered in awe. I could feel on of her palms leaving my face and inching backwards towards my hair. I reveled in the feeling of her fingers in my hair.

I pulled her face forward and leaned in at the same time. She came willingly as I rested my forehead against hers. Her breathing was hard and her scent brushed against my face. My gaze never left hers as I whispered "I'm sorry…" I pushed a few strands away from her beautiful face, tucking them gently behind her ear. She sighed and closed her eyes at the feeling. "I never meant anything of what I said that day. I was just too hurt and angry to notice what I saying. I love you and I'm sorry I made you think otherwise–"

Suddenly my lips had another job to fulfill other than my apologies and confessions. Her lips crashed down on mine and she was kissing me in a way that made me dizzy. I poured all my love and regret in the kiss and I felt all of her love and longing. Suddenly everything was forgotten. My mind was so dazed that all I remembered was me and her. Damien and Rosalinda… She was mine and I was hers… She was my wife and I was her husband. Forever...

Her fingers that were tangled in my hair loosened as I reluctantly pulled away. I kept the back of her neck in my hand though, stroking it gently.

"You're a fool," she whispered shakily, her breathing just as labored as mine, "but you're my fool and I love you." Her eyes were full of tears that I wished I could wipe away. Her smile made mine appear and I pulled her in for the embrace I've been longing for. She slid down the rock she was on and sunk in my arms as she hugged me back tightly.

"I missed you so painfully…" I whispered into her hair as I inhaled as much of her scent as I could. If she were human, she would have been crushed in my embrace. They way I held her was too tight, as if I held for dear life. In reality, I was.

She shook her head against me chest as she mumbled, "not as much as I did. Do not try to convince me other wise." Her arms tightened around me.

"But you were there. At least you could see me. I had no idea, I couldn't see..."

She pulled away a little and stared into my eyes, "yes, I could see you… but… it wasn't the same…" she said softly. She stood up slowly and pulled me up with her, "I missed how you would come back from work and I would care for you, like the loving wife I am, awaiting her wonderful husband…" Her gaze became intense as she walked around me till she was behind me, "I would help you take off your suit jacket…" She whispered as her hands came to the shoulders of my leather black jacket. She started taking it off me slowly, just like she used to do. She tucked it on her arm as she came back around to face me. "I would release you from the hold of your tie and open the first two buttons of your shirt for you…" She breathed as she opened the second button since the first was already opened. I closed my eyes as I remembered what she was recalling clearly. Her hands ran down my arms, "I would push the sleeve up on your elbow…" She did exactly as she said on both arms. I smiled as I recalled what would be next. "Then I would take you to the couch and sit down as you lay down comfortably with your head in my lap, relaxing after a long day and telling me all about it…" She murmured as she sat down on the grass and pulled me down with her. I laid on the grass as she took my head in her lap. She ran her fingers through my hair and I closed my eyes, feeling nothing but pure bliss.

"Rosalinda…" I whispered with a smile on my face. How beautiful she was. How lucky I was. I opened my eyes after a few minutes again to find her staring at me, her eyes holding nothing but love and joy. I was sure mine reflected the same emotions. "Rosalinda Damien." I said proudly. She was still mine as I was still hers.

Her smile widened and she bent down to hug my face, her hair covering both of us, "Yes. I was always yours. No matter what you do, I will always be yours, whether you wish it or not." She hugged my face tighter and I lifted my hands to cradle her face. I pushed it away only enough to touch my lips to hers again.

She pulled away with a wide smile as I said, "I will always wish it."

I sat up a little so I could move her legs from under my head and pulled her down to lay with me. We turned us to our sides so we faced one another. I brushed her wavy locks away, pushing them behind her shoulder.

"I recognized your signature." I whispered.

"Signature?" she asked confused.

I met her eyes again and smiled, "L D…Linda Damien. Sorry it took me so long to figure out." My smile turned sheepish.

She smiled back, "I would have signed R D but I thought it would be too obvious and I wasn't sure if you would take it if you knew it was from me."

I wound my arm around her and hugged her tightly to me, "I would have. You must know that the moment you left I regretted everything I said."

She touched my cheek and whispered, "I know. We don't have to talk about what has passed now. What is done is done. There are more important matters to come," she said seriously.

"What kind of matters?"

"The prophecy, Damien. You have to decipher the prophecy. It is of high importance. You mustn't ignore it." Her gaze was stronger as if for emphasis, "I am sorry that I am incapable of informing you about the meaning of it but you have to promise me to make it a priority."

The urgency that was in her eyes could not be denied. It was like she needed me to solve it, "I promise to do my best. I can not promise to solve it though. It's not easy."

She bit her lip as if contemplating on whether or not to tell me something, I could see the indecision in her eyes but she pushed it away and whispered, "The key to solving this is to give in to what happens between you and Edward."

My eyes grew wide, "How do you know about that?"

"I just do Damien. Please, you need to just trust me and do as I say." She pleaded desperately.

I nodded. "I trust you and would anything you would say blindly."

She smiled briefly despite her urgency, "Thank you. All you have to do is hold on to each other while it happens and you'll see for yourself. Please Damien it's the only way everything that is broken could be fixed. It's the only way we could be together again and it's the only way for you to be really happy." She pleaded.

I stared at her blankly. I have to hold on to Edward while what happened? And what was broken to be fixed? Why did she think I wasn't happy? I am joyful now that she's with me again. And what did she mean that it's the only way for us to be together again? Too many questions …too little answers.

"You're not coming back?" Was what I concluded from the last question.

She swallowed loudly as she hugged me tighter, "I want to. Trust me, I want to. But I can't, please don't ask why. But if you want me to come back again, you have to solve that riddle. Please Damien. I want to be with you again."

My arms tightened around her. So it all came down to that stupid riddle or prophecy or whatever it was. If that was what I had to do to get her back, then I would do it.

"Don't worry. You will be. I will figure it out. For you, I would do find a way to do it."

A/N: Ocake, I want you guys to know that this story isn't ending. When the riddle is solved something else will begin. And I would also like you to know that Edward and Bella aren't done, they will still have their stuff lol. Hope you liked it

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