[url=https://youtu.be/M-9DXlyCFkw?t=193]The Wait Is Over[/url] The journey had been long and arduous for Diana during her grief. She had lost her daughter either completely or to immortality and she would no longer be human anymore. However, she had gained a son. James had great influence on his father Jean-Claude. His son may have been an experiment and used Diana to gain a human vampire half breed heir, but James was special, unique, a valuable asset to the Moncourier clan. So when James demanded that he helped his mother and half-sister, Jean-Claude had no choice or James would have gone on alone to fight the Wynters. He could not afford to lose his son, therefore he agreed to go to Diana’s aid. He had not expected to feel anything for the widow. But his heart went out to her seeing her break over Victoria’s demise. He could empathise. He had realised what he’d taken from her. Thus, he was kinder to the Lady Crest upon the reunion. James was happy to see his parents get along. Diana was too hurt and melancholy to be angry at Jean-Claude for making her fall for him, getting her pregnant and then leaving her with their child. Victoria’s thoughts were lost deep in the recesses of her mind. Endlessly dreaming about a world of peace, a world of nightmares, a world she could not escape of her own subconscious. One moment she was flying, the next she was drowning. One minute she was laying under a tree on a sunny day, shaded from the sunlight, the next she was running in the rain. Her brain tried to hold onto so many memories as her body replicated the vampire blood in her veins and arteries. It was a slow and steady process, one that took time to perfect. If successful, the wait was always worth it… [i]7 days later…[/i] *Thump thump* *Thump thump* Victoria’s heart started to beat slowly and pump the newly replicated vampire blood throughout her weak and pale body. Her chest began to rise and fall as her lungs started to bring in oxygen to her areolas to absorb into her deoxygenated blood. It then started to supply her organs and tissue with much-needed oxygen. The vampire DNA repairing any internal decay that had already began as a result of no oxygen while the blood cells replicated themselves. All eight pints of it. Her body was weak and numb. After an hour, her cheeks flushed with a little colour but she remained paler than usual like a porcelain doll. Her fingers twitched as they lay at her side. Her eyelids began fluttering as her eyes moved under them. With one big deep breath, she gasped and her eyes suddenly snapped opened. Her eyes were a deeper purple rather than the greenly blue they used to be. To her it was like waking from a year long dream. Yet she thought she was still dreaming as she looked around. And her body felt strange, her senses even stranger. She could hear better, see better, smell better. That’s when she could smell him. Her Vail. She could hear his heartbeat before she even saw him. She turned her head slowly to face his direction. The rest of her body felt a little numb as she regained feeling her nervous system. She opened her mouth to speak but no voice would yet come. It was a mere croak of a whisper, an attempt at speaking. But not having spoken for seven days, her throat had dried and her vocal chords along with it. She just felt relief that she saw Vail once again since she last closed her eyes. Was this real? She hoped it were…for if she were dead, then this would be a very cruel trick to play on her soul.