Abbey's POV

It was finally time to walk down the aisle. My stomach fluttered with anticipation and butterflies. If my heart were still beating, it would've been pounding in my chest.

I had waited so long, it seemed, for this moment to come and everything was as perfect as it should've been.

I look up and see Sarah and Erica smiling at me, both in their bridesmaid dresses, with no implications to them. I breathed a sigh of relief. I had been worried that Erica would alter her dress much to my disapproval.

"You ready?" Sarah asked, still smiling.

I nodded, too nervous to speak.

Why was I so nervous? It was just Jesse.

Erica pulls my veil over my head, obscuring everything with a thin layer of white. Despite the thin material of the veil, it was hard to see more than two feet in front of me.

I look down at the purple and white bouquet of roses I was holding, which were slightly shaking due to my shaking hands.

Again, with the nervousness.

The bridal march starts playing and it seemed as though my feet couldn't walk fast enough. They wanted to speed walk down the aisle towards Jesse and get this whole thing over and done with.

I had always hated prolonged attention. I was lucky that I couldn't blush anymore, otherwise my face would be cherry tomato red.

I look up once more and see Jesse standing in front of me smiling the biggest grin I had ever seen. The walk down the aisle was shorter than it seemed and before I knew it, I was standing in front of Jesse and the music had ceased.

The reverend, wait, reverend? had started to speak the traditional words of a wedding, in a very familiar, sinister voice, holding a white Bible in his hands.

"Bible?" I thought incredulously. "As far as I know vampires aren't Christians…"

I had made it through the ceremony halfway paying attention, trying to figure out what was going on, when I almost missed my cue.

"I do," I say, coming out of my reverie.

"You may now kiss the bride," the reverend tells Jesse.

I look up as Jesse slowly lifts my veil and smiles down at me. I'm staring into his eyes when I notice something wrong. Jesse had green eyes, not his usual chocolate brown. I take a closer look at my groom and it was not who I was expecting.

Benny leans in and kisses me slowly, but passionately and everyone applauds. When he pulls away, I look over at the reverend and stop dead in my tracks.

Smiling back at me very sinisterly was Vice Principal Stern.

"NO!" I sit up ramrod straight, barely conscious of someone's arms around me. I was gasping for air, trying to get my bearings straight.

"Abbey?" Jesse asks, worry coloring his tone. "Are you alright?"

"It was just a dream," I sigh. "Thank God."

I look around the dark room. I had fallen asleep watching the movie.

I lay back down, and curl into Jesse, feeling his arms tighten around me automatically.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" he questions, still concerned.

"You wouldn't like it," my voice muffled by his shoulder.

"At least tell me about it," Jesse's voice took on a pleading tone. "I won't be able to help you otherwise."

"It was about the wedding," I explain. "Stern was the reverend who was officiating it." I dare not say that it was Benny who I was marrying instead of Jesse.

"You're probably still worked up over the fact that he was your uncle," he says, trying to comfort me.

I sigh and nod my head in agreement. That was all I hoped it was. But knowing me, it wouldn't be. I needed to talk to my mom.

"What time is it?" I ask.

"Don't you wanna stay the night?" he asks, slightly teasing.

"I would," I admit. "But I only have a couple more nights of staying at home and I wanna be with my mom." It was partially the truth.

"10:30."

"Huh?"

"You asked what time it was."

"Oh, right."

I get up from the couch, with Jesse's hand in mine and lead him to the front door.

"Do you want me to walk you home?" Jesse smiles.

"Nah," I say. "I think I can manage on my own. Thanks though."

He leans down and kisses me softly.

"I'll see you tomorrow," I promise, closing the door behind me as I left.

"Mom!" I yell when I get into the house. "Mom, I need to talk to you!"

She appears quietly at the top of the stairs in her pajamas.

"It's nice to see you too," she says, a bit of sarcasm and bitterness creeping into her tone. I didn't blame her. I'd probably woken her up.

"I'm sorry," I apologize hastily. "This is important."

"You decided to call off the wedding?" she asks, slightly teasing.

Benny wasn't the only one who objected to me marrying Jesse.

"No," I answer. "I need you to tell me what something means."

Picking up on my mood, she immediately got serious. She came down the stairs, taking my hand and leading me to the couch.

"What's wrong?" my mom asks when we're both sitting down.

"I fell asleep at Jesse's watching The Hunger Games-"

"How do you fall asleep watching The Hunger Games?" she interrupts.

"That is so beside the point mom," I complain. "I had a bad dream and it scared me."

"About what?" my mother asks curiously.

"The wedding," I reply. "Everything seemed so perfect, except I was beyond nervous and I kept telling myself that it was just Jesse who was waiting for me. When I get to the end of the aisle, the reverend starts the ceremony in a very familiar voice and then when Jesse lifts my veil up, it's not Jesse, but Benny and the reverend was Stern. That part was the nightmare."

My mom was speechless

"That can't happen," she said more to herself than to me. "I used an oblivion spell. Unless his Black Magic is stronger than mine."

"Mom?" I say trying to snap her out of her reverie. "Mom?"

She looked scared.

"I should've known better," she sighs, looking over at me. "I knew his magic was stronger than mine, but I didn't want to believe it."

"Are you saying that Stern can come back?" I question.

She nods.

"How?"

"Even though you're a vampire," she explains. "You were supposed to be a witch, and for some reason I can't explain, you still have your psychic energy."

"Maybe it was just a nightmare," I try to reassure myself more than my mother.

"Maybe," she sighs, nodding. "But I have a feeling it's not."

"Why?" I ask, starting to panic.

"Everyone has a little ESP," my mother explains. "Those who are supernatural have more. Dreams connect with your psychic energy and can give you visions through your sleep and can also connect with reality."

"So you're saying that that's how my wedding will turn out?" I ask, half-joking. "I'll marry Benny instead of Jesse, and Stern will officiate? Does he even have a clerical license?"

"Abigayle," my mother scolds. "This is not funny."

"Sorry," I apologize.

"I almost forgot that Benny was in it," she says looking at me, curiosity sneaking into her eyes. "You don't have any feelings for him, do you?"

"No…" I trail off uncertainly. "If I did, would I be marrying Jesse?"

"That depends," my mom replies.

"On?"

She just smiles and doesn't answer.

"It's late," she finally says, changing the subject. "I'm going to bed."

She gets up and stretches, then leans down and kisses me on the forehead.

"Goodnight sweetheart," she whispers, and starts walking towards the stairs

"'Night," I call out, staring blankly out of the window that the couch sat under.

Benny's POV

Benny was staring at the TV screen seeing nothing but colorful blurbs. Every once in a while the blurbs would move across the screen or make noises. He was deep in thought about Abbey. He was confused as to what he felt for her. Up until now, he had always thought of her as a friend who was a girl, more like a sister than anything else. Now he wasn't so sure.

He kept flashing back to Lotta Latté with Abbey. She had looked so beautiful that night. Heck, in his opinion, she was always beautiful.

Her big green eyes sparkling like emeralds in the coffee shop's dim lights seemed to make her seem even more beautiful. He wanted to kiss her right then and there. He would've done it too if he didn't have to worry about Jesse killing him for it.

He didn't notice until that very moment that he wished Abbey would break it off with Jesse and realize that she had feelings for him. But who was he kidding? That would never happen. She was too absorbed by Jesse to notice much of anything.

"Whoa!" he heard Ethan exclaim.

He looked over at Ethan who had just been passed out on the couch a few minutes ago.

"What's wrong, dude?" Benny asks.

"I just had the weirdest dream," Ethan explains.

"Tell your dreams to your girlfriend," Benny says. "Not to me."

"Abbey was in it," Ethan says.

"Dude, I told you-"

"You were getting married to her and Stern was the reverend."

Benny froze for a minute. Stern was gone, he couldn't come back, could he?

"Abbey's mom totally obliviated him," Benny objects. "There's no way."

"I'm not saying it was a vision," Ethan points out. "I was just saying it was weird. Unless…"

"Unless what?" Benny asks.

"Unless you have feelings for Abbey that you don't want to admit," Ethan says, putting the pieces together.

"Yeah, right," Benny laughs uneasily.

"You're running out of time," Ethan says, seeing through Benny. "You need to tell her how you feel."

"She's not gonna realize that she has feelings for me two weeks before her wedding," Benny points out. "She's got more stuff to worry about."

"Tell who how you feel?" a shockingly familiar voice says from the doorway to the living room.

They both look up, shocked. Abbey was standing in the doorway, hands on hips, staring at them with one eyebrow raised.

Abbey's POV

It seemed as though I had walked in on Ethan and Benny having some sort of important conversation.

"Tell who how you feel?" I repeat again.

"Abbey," Ethan laughs nervously. "What're you doing here?"

That's how I knew they were talking about me.

"Fine, don't tell me," I say. "I'll find out eventually. And to answer your question, I'm here because I have some interesting news."

"You're calling off the wedding?" Benny asks, hopefully.

"God, why do people keep asking me that?!" I almost yell. "No, I am not calling off the wedding!"

"Sorry," Benny apologizes.

"Anyway," I continue. "I just had a dream, well, nightmare really, about Stern coming back."

"Was is it also about your wedding?" Ethan asks.

"Yeah…" I trail off. "How did you…?"

"I just woke up from the same dream," Ethan explains.

I look at him in disbelief.

"Since when do you two share dreams?" Benny asks.

"This is the first time that I'm aware it's ever happened," I say.

This was strange. Maybe Stern was only contacting those who had psychic energy. But that still didn't make any sense. Benny was a Spell Master and he had psychic energy too, didn't he?

"It must have something to do with psychic energy," Ethan says, trying to figure it out.

"If it had something to do with psychic energy, Benny would be getting the dreams too." I point out. "Maybe it has something to do with both of us personally."

"How?" Ethan asks.

"I'm his niece, and you tried to take him down," I explain.

"Your mom is the one who took him out last time, right?" Benny asks. "Has she had any dreams like this?"

"No that I know of," I answer. "Although she did tell me she thought that the oblivion spell she used wasn't strong enough to hold him because his Black Magic was stronger than hers. And she was freaking out. Majorly."

"That's not good," Benny says.

"No duh, Captain Obvious," I retort.

"Do you need blood?" Benny asks, slightly mocking. "Because you're starting to get a little cranky."

"That depends," I say. "Are you offering?"

"No," he answers quickly, shooting a glance at the scar on his wrist where I'd drank from him.

His blood had tasted so good. Much better than any fresh blood I've ever had. I think the magic is what made it sweeter and taste better.

"Look," I sigh. "We're obviously all tired. So why don't we call it a night and meet back here tomorrow morning about ten?"

"Sounds good to me," Ethan says. "Do you want me to tell Sarah?"

"Yeah," I answer. "We need all the help we can get."

I finally updated! :D. Sorry it took me so long, I've had a lot of stuff with school lately. Projects, tests, etc...

Anyway, as always please read and review :)