Henry took a step back in surprise, time-travel, that was…unexpected, to say the least. Sure, he was a vampire but why did his life have to be so damn complicated?

"1883?" he repeated softly.

"Yes."

Henry moved forwards and motioned with a nod of his head for her to step forwards. The girl moved and pulled her hair over her shoulder, with her back to Henry held her arms out on both sides of her. He stepped closer, drawing the silk over her arms and across her body, then he reached around her and tied the ties into a knot at her front. His head rested just above the crook of her neck and her shoulder and he inhaled the delicious scent of her skin casually. The slayer tensed and he moved away from her cautiously.

"I apologise," Henry said. She turned and nodded graciously.

"You must think me terribly rude," she said as she extended a hand to him "I am Broderique St. James. Though most informally I am called Brody, and I guess the strangeness of our meeting should be called such."

"Henry Fitzroy," he returned very simply with his charming smile and a light brushing of his lips across her knuckles. "I think it may be time to figure out how you found yourself to be here."

"Yes, of course," Brody agreed with a sweet smile.

"First of all, I must tell you that it is not 1883." Henry watched her eyes widen once more, "It is 2007."

Henry saw her body slacken and fall faint; he guessed that such news was enough to make even a slayer faint. He caught her before her body fell to the ground and cradled her it carefully in his arms. He looked down at her now peaceful face and turned back towards his bedroom, for the moment, they both could rest.

Lee approached Henry's home; he had been coming here ever since he had met the vampire. He felt understood and accepted here; he did not have to hide anything about himself. Slipping the key that Henry had given him into the lock he entered the shuttered apartment. Sunset was moments away and he and Henry were going to a gallery opening tonight. He walked towards the bedroom keen to get going and distract himself from the misery of his own life. He seemed to ignore his life more than he lived it.

As he walked into the room he noticed something quite unexpected. Henry did not lie alone in his bed this evening nor look as dead as he normally did in his sleep. He seemed more peaceful in his vampiric slumber and was spooned against the back of a breathtaking young woman. Even ignoring his vampirism, Henry looked too old for her, she appeared to be around seventeen and Henry looked to be in his mid-twenties. Despite that, they made an absolutely striking couple both with ivory skin and ebony locks of wavy hair. Her lips looked as the very substance Henry lived on and her features were smooth and flawless. Flawless; that's what they both were.

As Lee turned to leave the room, afraid of intruding, the shutters began to roll back up and Henry's body stiffened. He awoke with a shudder and a gasp which disrupted the woman he held so that she, too, awoke.

"Lee?" Henry said in an uncharacteristically sleepy way.

The woman's eyes flickered open and initially she snuggled her body back against Henry then she seemed to become aware and rolled from his arms into a defensive stance on the floor. She seemed to recognise Henry and relaxed minutely but remained staring warily at Lee. "Henry, who is this?"

"Don't worry Brody, he's a friend." Henry replied as he stood and took one of her hands.

Brody's eyes darted downwards to his bare chest then away again as her face blushed furiously. "I'll leave you to get dressed," she mumbled quickly and almost ran from the room.

Her quick perusal of his body had left lust in Henry's eyes as he watched her frantic exit. Lee watched the interaction between the pair with confusion so thick that Henry could taste it.

"She's not a bed partner if that's what you were thinking, Lee."

"Well that explains the bashfulness and here I was about to say she looked embarrassed to see you half naked." Lee remarked with a laugh.

"It's a case I'm afraid." Henry said with a sigh as he wiped a hand across his face, wearily.

"Yeah?"

"Yes, Lee. She is a Victorian Vampire Slayer who turned up in my apartment and does not know how she got here."

"That's a new one." Lee stated in quiet surprise.

"Yes, it is," was all Henry said as he walked to his closet and pulled out a clean shirt.

He and Lee walked back into the living area as Henry buttoned up his black shirt. Brody was looking out the wide windows a hand steadying her against the frame.

"So much has changed…" she murmured.

"Sure has," Lee said from behind her.

She whirled around and faced him, "Yes, you know something of it?"

"Well I've been reincarnated for hundreds of years, so I have a fair idea."

"And Henry, for how long have you watched the world move on?" she asked, looking at Henry now.

"450 years."

She had a distant look on her face as she seemed to digest it all. "I thought my day-to-day life was strange…"

Her head jerked up and her eyes became clearer "I died."

"What?" Henry asked and walked to her.

"I died" she said again.

"What are you talking about?" Henry inquired, cupping her chin in his hand and tilting her head towards him.

"Before I woke up here, I had just been run through with a broadsword, I died…And I woke up here."