Anastasia is in great trouble; I can feel it in my whole being. The strangest part of this is that I am feeling our bond dying. It seems that she is fading away from me. Is this what is suppose to happen now that she is human again? But there have been many Vampire and humans that have shared this bond; why should ours be any different? Did the spell indeed break all contact that she shall have with a Vampire?

I do not wish to think which is the most logical explanation, for I do not want to discover one. All that I do need to know now is to get to her as fast as this car can possibly travel. So as I stare at Edward, I do not even need to make my question known, for he knows the exact thought that is burning a hole through my mind.

"My dear Sebastian, we shall get to her, and I want to promise you that we shall be in time. I have to fear, though, what time it shall be. Do you know of such a spell that can reverse this one?"

"Edward, I was not even aware of the first one, there might be a possibility that there shall be one, but my biggest fear is what is the consequences."

…Anastasia POV…

I have a very shocked fairy staring back at me now; if she is merely acting because she is aware that this would have happened or if she truly had no knowledge, it is not the problem. The problem is, how does she fix this mess?

"Anastasia. My god, what has happened."

"Unless you have gone blind, I am nearly fifty, soon going on sixty. Now you better find a way to reverse, or I send a different kind of evil loose in your village."

Well, not that Zachariah is an evil, but I am sure he shall not have a calm to get rid of a few fairies for me. God, to think that if he has to see me at this age, it will break his heart to pieces; in fact, so will it Sebastian's.

And talking about Sebastian, I can feel that bond we share is fast fading into nothing. I know that is he is feeling the same, that he is probably past halfway here; therefore, this woman must act fast.

"Do you know of a spell that can reverse this?"

"Which? The aging or the one we performed in the first instance?"

"Well, obviously the one before. And I warn you do not turn me into an old Vampire, for then I might as well kill you now. Now, do you know of a spell?"

"I am honest that I do not know; I shall have to go through the pages."

"Well, as you can see, I do not have a thousand pages, so best you start from the last time you stopped. I am sure you can find the spell that you so kind screwed me over."

"Anastasia, I…

"Yes, I know that Sebastian can be scary, but he is also a man in love, and if you gave him half the chance and explained it to him, then he would have advised me against it. Now you are wasting time; please get on with it."

…Sebastian POV…

With each passing mile, my heart is feeling smaller and smaller; it is as if pieces are breaking away with each second. There is some force, something out there that is consuming my time and changing my life in an instant. Something so great is happening; I do not know what; the only thing I have is this feeling.

It is time for the truth to be set free, "Edward, there is something that I have been keeping from both Lilith and you for a while now. And I believe that it might surface the second that I set my eyes on Anastasia."

"My brother, it is fine for you to experience fear; I think we all have done our fair bit for this past few weeks."

"Fear is not quite the word that I am saying. I do refer to heartache, pain, the loss of a loved one. The pain that one experience with that. I am talking about the action behind the feeling. It is good to say that I love you, but what action can you experience behind such a feeling."

"Our words come with feelings, but actions, now saying that you will cry tears if you have to find that Anastasia is deceased. That I would say is not possible."

"My dear friend, that is exactly the very thing I am speaking of. See that I have for some time now become aware that I do in fact possess my soul, and thus I am very caple of crying my heart out."

"Your soul? Why have you not mentioned it before? You know your secret would have been safe with me?"

"You do know that I am extremely sorry when I say I did not want to keep it away from you. But I do not wish for us to speak of that now. I do want to tell you that if Elloise cannot be reverse this spell, then I shall ask of Breyden to turn me back to human."

"Sebastian, you can't."

"I am afraid my mind has been made up."

…Anastasia POV…

This lady with her Book of thousands of pages is taking far too slow; if I knew what we were looking for, then I would have torn that stupid Book in half. But one thing I can truthfully say that this time she is taking this far more seriously. At the sight of a relatively workable spell, she goes to read the possible outcomes to me, which so far has not to sound like anything I wish to consider.

With this in mind, I am starting to get somewhat nervous, I have just looked at myself in the mirror as I have for the past hours, and I can now positively say that I have just hit my sixties. But it is not only my face, but my body, my hands, my arms, my legs, and even my feet that is beyond what can be describe as wrinkled. It is as if loose flaps of skin are rolling over each other. And as with so many times now, I feel like smashing this mirror against the tree where my frail body is leaning against.

So it is with pleading eyes that I turn to Elloise again, "Please tell me that you have something? I am afraid to look into the mirror again."

"Then give me that thing because you are going to drive yourself crazy. Why don't you phone Sebastian while there is still enough time."

"What do you mean enough time?"

"Anastasia, have you considered that there might not be a spell? You need to phone Sebastian before your time runs out. You do know humans do not truly live after a hundred?"

"I have considered, but I do not want him to see me this way. It will break his heart into a thousand pieces. But you are right, maybe at least I can maybe say goodbye over the phone."

…Sebastian POV…

We are now very close, just another half an hour, and we should find ourselves there. I do truly hope that they have not attempted any spell yet. I wish to make sure that Elloise does not betray us again, even though I think that Anastasia would have made her aware of the consequences she shall face if she even dares to even think of it.

And as I sit here in silence while I wait for our imminent arrival, my phone buzzes in my pocket; as I check, I see that it is my beloved.

"My beloved, we are nearly there, only another twenty minutes. Please hold on if you can; I need to be there before Elloise performs another spell."

"Sebastian, I don't think we are going to find one, well, at least not in time."

"In time? What do you mean in time? There was no limit to the other spell?"

"Well, in a cruel way, there is one. I am even horrified to mention it."

"My beloved, nothing can be so bad that we cannot overcome it. There is nothing that can keep us apart. I will not allow it."

"Sebastian, you cannot stop time, nor can you reverse it."

"Yes, there is a spell to reverse what happened."

"That is not the time I am referring to. Put your videocall on, and then you can see what I am talking of."

"My dear Anastasia, I have no idea what this video call is? Where do I get it?"

"On your phone, the camera, it should be at the back."

"Oh, that thing is broken."

I am not quite sure if she is bursting out in laughter or tears, but there is not something right with her voice; I cannot place it, but she is not the same. Anastasia is losing herself; I can feel it. She is fading away, maybe it is not our bond, but she that is fading. Is she busy dying?

…Anastasia POV…

What was I thinking, a Vampire like Sebastian being able to operate a simple thing as a phone? Guess he does not feel the need to use the thing unless he needs to call upon of as he says it 'Spread the word.' So needless to say, he has no idea what I am talking about, but at least he says that he is only twenty minutes away; he shall at least them be here with me as I hit the good old seventy mark. And by the feel of it, it is not getting pleasant, my bones are feeling all crooked, but not only that, I am tired, and my mind feels a bit absent. For a doctor, I pretty much neglected my body; I should have spent more time at yoga than at the pub; well, at least I can say that it was worth it.

I met Sebastian there; for somehow, I don't see a Vampire doing yoga.

…Sebastian POV…

We have just stopped at the entrance of the forest, only a couple of minutes of walk, and we shall find ourselves at Elloise's village.

I have tried calling back Anastasia to press her for answers, but she has not been answering my calls; my heart fears that something might have happened. I am as scared that I am already too late to save her from a fate, a fate that she did not quite describe clear to me, but one that has her very frightened.

So we are nearly sprinting as we get further into the forest, my legs not even nearly traveling as fast as I want them to go. I must say, for a Vampire that is quite fit, my legs are surely not keeping up with my motivation.

And then we find are at the valley; I can see Elloise sitting outside, I can see that she has the Book within her hands. She is frantically going through it page by page. She, too, seems to have this urgency that time is running out. Something has both of these women spooked.

But I do not see Anastasia around; there is only a significantly older woman, perhaps the older woman that Connor was referring to. Perhaps an old relative that is visiting, well I do not care much for that now. Anastasia must be inside resting. This whole ordeal might be too much to bear, and she has grown tired.

Well, it is time for us to speed up this process; we are two Vampires that have enough strength to take out a big part of this village. And I will make it clear to Elloise as I can to stand in front of her.

"Where is Anastasia?"

She seems quite nervous as she hesitates to speak.

"Elloise, I am not asking you again where is Anastasia?"

"Sebastian, she, well, you see, there is a problem."

I slam the Book closed on her lap with enough force that it squashes her hands between the pages.

"Where is Anastasia?"

Then from behind me, I hear the older woman try to speak. She is stuttering, and by her short breaths, I hear that she, too, is scared. Then I turn around to face her to ask her the very same question."

"Where is…Anas… My god Anastasia!"