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caught by the arms of another
familiar soul. I looked up into his hazel eyes, and even though he
smiled down at me, I couldn't help but feel fear towards him. I
backed away, knowing exactly who I was looking at but not sure how
I knew. His name was David Tarrot, and he looked at me oddly, and
then turned to his left as Michael walked into the picture.
    “Cait, it's going to be alright, just take it
easy.” He said, as he put a hand up and made his way towards
me.
    “Stay away from me!” I ordered, stepping back
from him.
    “What's going on here?” Another voice
interrupted and I turned to the right to see the third one walking
over. He was tall, much like Julian, with the same black hair and
green eyes, but the difference was in the feeling, as he sent waves
of darkness and danger towards me. “Caitlyn?” He asked a bit
shocked to see me. He turned and looked up the stairs, which made
me look at the man who was calmly walking down behind me. “What's
with her, Julian?”
    “Leave her be, Quinn.” Julian's soft voice
invaded my mind and he looked from Quinn, his younger brother, back
to me. “I don't think she quite remembers who we are.”
    With those words, images flashed through my
mind, like an entire three hour movie in about five seconds and I
remembered everything, right down to the last thing he said to me
before I lost him. I stared at Julian, digging deep into those
green eyes, with my own and I stuttered, trying to get the words
out, but I couldn't and I turned and walked quickly toward the
door.
    Julian followed, his presence was not all
that far behind, as I made my way, in the down pour of rain that
had started shortly after I had left the bedroom, towards my car,
which was still halfway down the driveway.
    “Caitlyn! Caitlyn, wait!” Julian's voice
yelled above the beat of my heart and the echo of the rain in my
ears. I stopped, just beside my car, with the keys in my hands, and
I looked at him, tears running down my face. I understood, at last,
the strange emptiness I had felt for so many years, and I
understood that the only one who could fill it was him. He stopped,
five feet from me, and stared at me, the two of us completely
drenched, through the wet hair that fell into his face. “Please,
come back inside.”
    “Where have you been?” I asked him, feeling
stupid for assuming that he would know how I was feeling. “Why
haven't you shown yourself to me? Why haven't you come when I
called on you?”
    “Come inside and I'll explain it all to you.”
He pleaded.
    “No!” I yelled at him. Julian stood straight
and silent as I started to move towards him. He didn't move when I
raised my hand and slapped him square across the face, and his eyes
closed as he looked to the side, waiting for my raised hand to
strike again, but as I brought it down, I rested it on his wet
skin, and turned his face towards me. Slowly, his eyes opened and
came to rest on mine. I stared at him for only a moment then
smiled. “I remember you.”
    His arms came up and he wrapped them tightly
around me as he held me close to him, breathing deeply, no doubt
taking in everything about me, then he backed up and kissed my
cheek.
    We need to get inside, before you get
sick . His mind said to me and I smiled as I looked at him,
because it was obvious that if he opened his mouth to talk the
tears that he was holding back would break loose. I nodded and he
took my hand, holding it firmly, as we walked back to the
house.
    Later on that evening, after I called Connie
to let her know that I got in fine, and changed into a pair of
sweat clothes, which ever of the four they might have belonged to,
I sat staring at the ceiling in the sitting room, remembering how
many times I had looked at it before, and from which angle. I
looked down, only to get caught in Quinn's eyes as he handed me a
hot cup of tea, then watched as he went to sit down in the chair
across from me. Michael and David were also in the room, but they
didn't seem at