*Augusta*
I get up, walking out the room, determined to go to the guest room, but I never get that far, I run into Tristan in the living room. "Oh hi Tristan".

He is just staring at me, his eyes huge and wondering. He swallows and his voice is shaking slightly. "Hi.. Augusta".

The emotions rolling over me are knocking the breath from me and before I can think to much about it, I step up to him, putting a hand on his chest and pressing my lips against his.

He stiffens for a moment, like he is uncertain that I really mean it. I am actually about to stop and apologise, when I feel how his body relaxes and his strong arms slide around me, pulling me closer, it feels so well known and so new at the same time.

My pulse is racing like crazy and my whole body is on high alert, his hands sending sparks through me. Memories of kisses, touches and intimate moments flashing through my mind. His lips are soft but demanding as his tongue finds mine, making me feel dizzy.

It is a very weird feeling.. I still have my own memories, growing up, my parents but I also remember this whole other live, growing up in a grand manor, realising I am special, that I have powers. I am lucky that an old woman working for us recognises this, she helped me, educated me.

I remember seeing Tristan for the first time, his warm eyes meeting mine without shame, the shy smile, the tall strong body, shaped by labour. I knew from the first moment that he was my soulmate, the only man I would ever want.

*Tristan*
I can feel my self control slip away, making me dizzy and my fangs are unsheathed. I gently pull away from her. "Sorry, break needed, self control issues".

She chuckles softly, looking just a bit pleased with herself. But I can hear that her breathing is definitely more shallow. She pulls something from around her neck, handing it to me. "I guess you recognise this".

"I do". My heart is beating wildly as I push the secret mechanism to open it, seeing the picture of me and Rosie. "I gave this to Margareth.. it cost..".

"It cost you everything you had saved.. and I told you that it was stupid and unnecessary. But I loved it so much". She says softly.

The dream, no it can't be real.. I know I'm staring at her, can it really be true. My voice is shaking slightly. "With each touch.."

"With each kiss..". She replies.

"With each word..". I say breathlessly, tears welling up in my eyes.

She steps up to me, smiling up at me. "I fall in love with you even more".

I fall to my knees, desperately holding on to her, burrowing my face in her stomach. "But how ? How can you know these words we always spoke to one another ?"

"Shh babe, it is going to be okay now and I am going to explain the best I can". She says softly. "But you waited my love, you waited and finally we are together again".

Unable to control my feelings I try to hold in the sobs, feeling my tears soak into her nightshirt. My beloved, my Margaret has returned to me. I don't know how or that I have deserved it, but I know it to be true.

*Augusta/Margareth*
I help him up, and get him to sit on the couch, sitting down in his lap. My fingers caressing his face. It's like I see it in a new light and I need to memorise every line and every surface, seeing if they are still the same. "You are still as handsome as I remember my love".

"What happened ? I mean what suddenly changed thing ? Made you.. remember I guess". He looks up at me, the love evident in every feature.

He has one arm securely around my waist, the other one is gently running through my hair. My fingers is trailing up his arm and over his shoulder. "I had a dream, it brought back memories.. and well I just can't resist you, you were right about that".

"Well it's nice to be right just once in a while, even if I had started doubting myself just a bit". His hands slide into my hair, pulling my face to his, kissing me like he has been longing to do it for a lifetime.

This time I break the kiss, hitting his shoulder hard, making him make a pained sound. "Ouch, why are you hitting me ?"

"Tristan Pugh, what were you doing coming on to me ? I mean Augusta.. okay it's a bit confusing.. and what about all those cheap girls ? You sir are a very married man, is this how you wait for Your wife to return, sleeping around with every willing girl ?" I try getting up, but he gently holds me there.

"To my defence I have, to my knowledge, been a widower for a very long time". He says lifting one eyebrow and I glare at him. "Truth be told my love, I.. I never slept with any of those girl.. I kissed them yes, sometimes let them believe more happened, but I never did".

I stare at him, looking into his eyes, into his soul. "You didn't ? Are you telling me that.. that you haven't been with a woman all this time ?"

"I can't lie to you my love.. I won't lie to you". He takes my hand. "Shortly after you.. after I lost you, there was a woman, she.. she was a vampire, she used her powers to lure me. She turned me into this.. but she is the only one".

Knowing that while creature has touched him makes me sick, it feels like I am going to throw up. Apparently he misunderstands my expression. "I am so sorry my love, please forgive me".

"Oh my love, I do forgive you. I know all about her powers". This will be hard telling him. "Tristan, there never was any disease.. she killed us to get you, she wanted you to be her mate eternally".

He gasps, tears welling up in his eyes again. "I should have known. I am so sorry for that. I don't know what I did you attract her interest, but I am sorry for being the reason for that".

"You did nothing but being you, it wasn't Your fault at all my love. I know you would have laid down Your life for us if you could". I say, my hand cupping his cheek and he leans into my touch.

"I still would darling without a second thought". He says softly.