A/N: I own nothing

Christmas, Clio decided, was absolutely wonderful when celebrated with family, especially if your family was the family of Noah. It was chaos but of a pleasant sort and all around the merriest christmas Clio had ever experienced. Everyone had given and received presents, even Hermione, who barely knew the family. Nobody went without a present, the Earl had made sure of that. So far, her favorite part had been when Sheril had caught Hermione under the mistletoe and her bushy hair friend had been forced to kiss him. Clio knew that she had enjoyed it, no matter how much Hermione had denied it. Now all she needed to do was catch Adam alone for a few moments so that she could talk to him about her dreams and give him the present she had made for him. Her hands clutched the box a bit tighter at the second thought and she wondered if she had made the right decision to make him something. Hermione had reassured her several dozen times that he would at least appreciate the gift, pointing out that only an idiotic person would refuse a gift made by someone they cared about but Clio still had her doubts. What if she didn't make it well enough? Or what if it fell apart? Or what if he didn't like it at all? Clio felt a panic attack creeping up on her and, not wanting to ruin the merriment, she slipped out of the room. Finding an empty sitting room, Clio went inside and dropped onto a couch, her present falling out of her hands and onto her lap as she took off her glasses and wiped away a few threatening tears. She couldn't do this... Why did it have to be so hard? She had given gifts to her friends numerous times over the last four and a half years, so why was it so hard to give her fiancé a gift? She tucked some loose hair behind her ear and slid her glasses back on before staring down at the present. Maybe... maybe it was because she was afraid that he might reject it and, by extension, her. She was afraid because she knew so little about the man she was to marry in two short years. He rarely had time to spend with her and what affection he did show her, during those rare times they were together, felt like the type of affection one would show a family member. It was almost like he was treating her more like his child than his fiancée.

"Clio?" Clio almost flinched at the sound of her fiancé's voice... almost. She had sensed him lingering nearby only a moment ago but she hadn't really wanted to acknowledge his presence in her current state of pathetic brooding. His hand was gentle as he tilted her chin up and his eyes were soft. He leaned forward and her eyes widened when his lips touched hers in a soft, chaste kiss. They pulled apart a moment later and he fell to his knees as he took her hands into his own.

"Clio." he said "I've been neglectful of our relationship. Please forgive me. I didn't wish to cause you anguish. I... I merely don't know how to go about establishing our relationship. It's difficult, especially with our age differences, both given and perceived. I will do what I can to make this right. All I ask is that you trust me in return."

"Adam..." said Clio "I do trust you." she looked down at the present for a moment before holding it out to him, blushing slightly "I... I made this for you. I hope you like it." Adam took the present and opened it carefully before pulling out a golden pocket watch. It wasn't a normal pocket watch because when he opened it, there were locations instead of hours and there were thirteen golden hands, each engraved with the name of a family member on it except for two. One was blank and the other had Clio's name on it. Closing the watch, he turned it over in his hand a few times, taking a moment to admire the detail she had put into the watch.

"It's beautiful." said Adam "It must've taken you weeks to make this."

"Actually." said Clio shyly "It only took me one night. Apparently being an elemental makes me a natural at manipulating metals. Though I did scrap quite a few watches before I made that one. Charming the watch was the easiest part of the whole thing." Adam chuckled a bit before kissing her forehead.

"And you did a beautiful job, my muse." he said "You've managed to do something that a person twice your age would have trouble doing. You're destined for great things, my muse, you can be sure of that." Clio blushed brightly at his praise.

"Ah, Adam..." she said "I've been wanting to talk to you about something." a nod from him was all it took for her to continue "I've been having odd dreams lately. Ever since I came back for winter break. In some ways, they feel more like memories than dreams. I feel as though I should know what's going on in these dreams but I don't and things seem familiar but they're not. I've also seen you in these dreams but you seem to be younger, in both body and soul, and your hair was quite a bit longer. Adam, do you know what these dreams mean?"

"I do." he admitted after a moment "But it wasn't... I wasn't expecting it to happen so soon." he sighed, running a hand through his hair "I think it would be best if I showed you something before I explained." He held his hand out and Clio took it without hesitation, which made him smile slightly. There was silence between the two of them as he took her to his private study and took her to the first painting hanging upon the wall. It was of fourteen people, the setting and the style of their clothing being completely foreign to Clio but she was instantly able to single out Adam amongst the crowd.

"Who are they?" asked Clio. The painting was old, very old, and incredibly well preserved, probably with the aid of magic.

"The original members of the family of Noah." said Adam as he pointed to each person "Myself, Toraido, Joido, Dezaiasu, Wisely, Fiidora, Maashiima, Raasura, Road, Bondomu, Rasutoru, and Maitora." he then pointed to the older man in flowing robes situated in the center of the painting "And that is lord Noah, who was our master and, in many ways, our father. He brought us together and he is the one who discovered a way for our memories and abilities to live on and be reborn through our children in the event of our deaths." he touched the painting with a fond and slightly wistful look on his face "They all hold a special place within my heart but who doesn't hold their first family close to their heart? There are times that I miss them but sometimes, dwelling in the past can do more harm than good. Besides, I have my family with me, here and now. They might have a different appearance, personality, and history but they're still my family and I love them dearly." he shook his head "Come, I have more I wish to show you." He lead her further into his study, passing paintings of each generation of the family and artifacts that had once belonged to family members. Seven thousand years worth of the family's history was held within this room and he told her about all of it, weaving stories that she could see within her mind's eye, almost as if he were showing her his memories of all these events. Then he came to a stop in front of a painting of a beautiful woman who almost looked like an angel and, for some reason, Clio felt a connection with her, almost like she knew this woman but she couldn't remember her name or where she had met her.

"She's beautiful." said Clio "Who is she? She seems familiar."

"Her name is Eve." said Adam sorrowfully as he turned to her "And she should be familiar to you. She and you are one and the same." gently brushed some hair out of her face before taking her hands into his own "You, Clio, are the reincarnation of my first wife and my Soul Mate, Eve." Clio went rigid as she stared up at her fiancé with wide eyes.

"Wha-what did you say?" she asked.

"You are the reincarnation of Eve." said Adam "That's why you've been having those dreams. They're the memories from your previous life. Your memories shouldn't have resurfaced for at least three more years. I don't know why they're surfacing now."

"What happens once all of the memories return?" asked Clio. Adam studied her for a moment before sighing.

"You don't need to be afraid, my muse." said Adam with a small smile "You'll still be you." he kissed her forehead "Now, you still have to open your present from me." A beautifully wrapped box appeared in his hand and he held it out to her. Hesitantly, Clio took the box from him and she untied the shimmery ribbon before carefully unwrapping the velvety black, silver star studded paper and opening the box. A beautiful blue and black butterfly fluttered out of the box and fluttered about for a moment before landing on Clio's hand.

"It's beautiful." said Clio as it fluttered off of her hand.

"I modeled it after one of Tyki-pon's Teez." said Adam as it landed on his outstretched hand "It isn't dangerous like a Teez but you can store spells in it and it is intelligent enough to know when and how to use those spells. You can also use it to communicate with me. Keep it with you at all times." He brushed her hair back and Clio felt it crawl off of his hand and onto her head before settling just above her ear.

"Thank you." said Clio with a smile. Adam returned her smile as he rested his forehead against hers.

"Millennie!" Adam sighed and pulled back before turning to face Road as she came running up.

"Millennie!" said Road as she came to a stop in front of him.

"Yes Road?" he asked.

"I was sent to tell you two that it's time for dinner!" said Road with a cute smile.

"Then we shouldn't keep everyone waiting, should we?" said Adam before he lead the way out of the room.