————-Benji's PoV————-

—Dream—

Everything was black, in exception to one single light right in front of me. Oh God No, I'm Not Ready To Die! I Can't, I have a coven, I have a mate! I can't leave him with Luke! I can't leave them yet! I need to make things right with Luke, Mason, and Mark! I started to run from the light as it started to move closer. I ran as fast as I could away from the light, but it was like I wasn't moving at all. PLEASE GOD LET ME LIVE! I pray in my head. I started to cry as the light engulfed me.

"Hey calm down, son" I hear a feminine voice say, and a hand touch my shoulder. I look up to see mi madre. I haven't seen her since I was 16. I was born in Barcelona, Spain. On July, 12th, 1845. Mi Madre and Papi moved the convent and I to america in 1860 a year before the civil started. I was 16 (Vampires age in human years for the first 10 years, if born a vampire. Then age one year every 10 human years) when the civil war started and 10 years into my abuse. I went to serve, I may have been new to this country but I believed in what they were fighting for, that and I didn't want to live with my rapists.

I lived in Ohio and fought for 4 human years till the war ended. Two human years later mi madre found out about the abuse, she stood up to my father and he beat her to death.

"MADRE" I yell launching my self at her

"Está bien hijo te parece bien ahora" Madre said petting my head. (It's ok son you're safe now)

"Mama, I can't die." I said tears falling harder than before

"You're the strongest and most caring people I know. You're treated the way you were and you still need to make things right though you did nothing. You aren't going to die, you just need some motherly advice and guidance. Your 'Mate' is getting some to" Mi madre said sneering the mate part.

"Mama, what do you mean?" I ask cuddling up to her. she wrapped her arms around me kissing my head.

"You know perfectly well. You let that ass hole walk all over you and beat you. Everything will get better, but you can't let this happen again." Mi madre said making the bathroom mirror from the house appear in front of us. I looked into it so see what I saw before, hideous, pale skin, purple bags under my eyes, that held nothing but pain, and bone sticking from everywhere.

"You don't look hideous, you're really pretty." said a small voice from behind me. I turned to see a small Luke looking up at me, Mitchell.

"You tell my brother he's in big trouble. Oh and tell papa and daddy i love and miss them." pouted the small boy. Mitchell was Lukes twin, but he died in the womb. Mason was crushed and he said he would never have another child.

"Thank you, little one. And I'll make sure they get that message" I giggle at him.

"You better, I can see you you know. And you look even better with a smile." Mitchell said hugging my leg. I hug him back as points behind me, to the mirror.

I turn to see me lying in a hospital bed. I walked over to look closer. Then, my room door burst open, it was Luke. He had tears streaking down his face as he fell to his knees next to me in my bed. He grabbed my hand and kissed it.

"I'm so sorry, love" He whispered just barely audible.

"I'M SO SORRY FOR EVERYTHING, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND I FUCKED UP MORE THAN I THOUGHT POSSIBLE. PLEASE JUST MAKE IT, I'LL ACCEPT YOU SO FUCKING FAST, JUST DON'T DIE. I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT YOU. PLEASE I'M SO SORRY, I DON'T CARE WHAT I HAVE TO DO JUST WAKE UP!" Luke yelled breaking down and crying throwing himself onto my body.

"Our work is done now" Mi madre said pushing me toward the mirror.

"What?" I asked confused.

"Go, go through the mirror and back to our body. You don't have much time left, I love you, forever" She said kissing my head.

"Me too, I Love you too, mate" Mitchell said as he pushed me through the mirror. Mate?

———Luke's PoV———

I ran as fast as I could to Benji's room, tears blurring my vision. I threw the the door open and looked at my mate. He was gorgeous, he was pale, bruised and, skinny, but I caused all of that. He is gorgeous because he went through all that, and still has a heart of gold. Jamie told me what had happened to Benjamin at some point. I brushed it off cause I didn't care then, but now, oh god but now. I walked to him and his bed on shaky legs before finally falling to my knees. I grabbed his cold hand and kissed it.

"I'm so sorry, love" I whispered, as the tears came down harder. I broke, I needed him to live, he was my mate.

"I'M SO SORRY FOR EVERYTHING, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND I FUCKED UP MORE THAN I THOUGHT POSSIBLE. PLEASE JUST MAKE IT, I'LL ACCEPT YOU SO FUCKING FAST, JUST DON'T DIE. I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT YOU. PLEASE I'M SO SORRY, I DON'T CARE WHAT I HAVE TO DO TO GET YOU BACK JUST WAKE UP!" I yelled hugging his lifeless body to me.

All I wanted to do was have him awake in my arms. I wanted him safe, not dying in a hospital bed. I cuddled to his body and he started to spazz and a beep sounded. I got up and backed away before the door flew open and a sleepy looking Jean walked in. He held Benji down and moved the bed back moving the pillows aside making sure Benji was breathing. Benji stopped spazzing after 5 minutes of making me have a heart attack. Jean checked his vitals again. After he looked them over once more he said he should be ok now, and left. I wrapped my arm protectively around him. I fell asleep to his shallow breath.