Contessa smiled, happy to know Daylen wasn't feeling pain at the moment. Hearing Sirus' comment on her clothing, she chuckled. "Thank-you Sirus, I think they look rather nice on me too." she replied and grinned, "She did? I wish she would have taken a break, but I'm really excited to see how it turned out. I'm sure it's as beautiful as I envision it." she said softly and raised an eyebrow. "A surprise?" she repeated and wondered what the surprise could be. A surprise for both her and Daylen, oh this was exciting and she couldn't wait to see what it was. Turning to Daylen, she smiled apologetically. "Do you mind taking care of no name while I am gone? I'm sure I won't be gone to long. He's sleeping right now so you shouldn't worry about him at the moment." Contessa explained, hoping that Daylen wouldn't mind it. Her attention drifted to Sirus when he spoke of Miss Claire. "Oh? Does someone have a crush on Miss Claire?" she asked teasingly and giggled. "Shy don't you deliver her order once it's finished?" Contessa suggested politely.

Daylen just nodded lightly. He could watch the little creature as she went with Sirus. If everything was well with the dress he was sure Sirus would take her home to drop it off and deal with her parents even if he wanted to deal with them since is was his fault that it happened. "Sirus before anything happens, can you take us to Miss Contessa's house. I don't want her parents to worry any longer about her and I want to address the incident myself." Sirus just nodded. He couldn't agreed more with that decision. He looked at his brother and smiled. "You may want to change your shirt first and perhaps clean off the blood." He told Daylen, laughing at him. He looked like he killed someone. Daylen just looked at himself. He really should clean up first. He just nodded before excusing himself the room.

Contessa brushed some hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear. So they were going to go over to her house first and confront her parents? "My parents are going to be very cross with me. I hope they understand it wasn't what they think it was." she muttered, going red in the face at the thought of having to face her parents who she was sure had received the photo by now. Contessa decided not to think about it though and looked at Sirus, remembering what Daylen had said to him about the various girls he had brought home. "So Siara has a surprise for Daylen and I?" she repeated once Daylen had left the room to get himself cleaned up.

Sirus just looked at Contessa and nodded. "Sure does. Technically it's not going to ruin the surprise if I tell you, she actually made it beautiful for you." That was all he was going to say to her. He looked at her facial expression more. "Awe, what's with that face? It's what Daylen, huh?" He was more serious right now with that statement rather than question. He sighed and waved his hand. "I can not deny it, I do bring home a share of colorful women." He told her playfully. "I'm still the same guy you know, just have a side you'll never see." He told her assuring her. He just smiled at her sweetly. "Don't let that change your opinion of me." He really hoped it didn't change her opinion on him. He wasn't a bad guy, just like the company of women. He just sighed lightly. "I have commitment issues, thanks to my first girlfriend. I find it hard to trust woman in relationships. That's why I never court Miss Claire. She deserves relationship I can't give." He told her plainly.

Hearing what Sirus had to say about himself made her frown and cross her arms across her chest. "Sirus, I'm sure you can make someone happy. Not all girls are like the first girl you were with. You shouldn't let her run your life when she isn't even here. We all deserve a second chance, and you're a sweet man Sirus, you definitely deserve a second chance. Please don't doubt yourself." she explained softly and offered a reassuring smile at Sirus. That first girl had hurt both of them worse than she thought, but they couldn't let her be victorious. They had to prove her wrong by being better than her and showing that she didn't hurt them at all. That was all easier said than done though. "I still think of you as a really sweet guy no matter what you do." Contessa assured with a grin.

Sirus just smiled. "Oh, I guess for once I didn't have to tell you a story." He could tell that Daylen had told her the story of their first love by her words. "At least you two are opening up to each other." He said happily. He rubbed his hands together when his twin came in. "Now when I take you to your parent's would you two like back up?" He asked softly, he wasn't scared, mostly because it wouldn't be directed at him for once. "Sirus, will you please just teleport us to her house." Daylen had his gloves, so when it was done and over with. Daylen could bring them back to the manor. Sirus just shrugged. "As you wish, don't worry about the fur ball, I can watch him." He simply said before touching their shoulders, transporting them to Contessa's parents house instantly.

Sirus just looked at the little creature sleeping in the crate. He would have to make it something to eat when it got up. Perhaps warm milk since it was just born. He picked up the crate and headed to the kitchen to make the infant breakfast, as well as himself.

"Yes, sorry about that. We are opening up to each other, which I really like." Contessa admitted and smiled shyly. "I enjoy getting to know you both, and I know that whatever happened in the past does not define who you are. Neither should your interests. We all have different interests and we shouldn't be judged by such things." she explained and looked over at Daylen who had now returned, wearing a clean shirt. "Thank-you Sirus. I'm sure he should be okay without me for a while." she said and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly once they had arrived at her house. "Mum? Dad?" she called out and looked around, wondering where they could be. Her mother later emerged from the kitchen, drying her hands. "Edward they're here!" she called out towards the hall. A door could be hear opening and he emerged, arms crossed over his chest. "Well then, I'm surprised you decided to drop by." he said simply. "Contessa how could you do such a thing?! You two aren't even married!" her mother scolded. "Grace, remember little Carolyn is sleeping." reminded Edward. "I'm sorry love, but I am just outraged. Just outraged that she would do this." Grace said and turned to look Contessa, the angry look never leaving her face. "Did we not raise you properly?" she asked. Contessa frowned, "Mum that's not what happened at all. We didn't do anything, we were just tired and I wanted to take a nap." she replied quietly.

Daylen just held his hand up for Contessa not to say anything, it wasn't threatening just a sign for her to not say a word. He turned his attention to her parents. "Mr. and Mrs. D' Veen, I understand your anger. However I can assure you nothing has happened." He spoke calmly, his posture was as elegant as always. "The fault is mine. I fell asleep, your daughter could not find it in her heart to wake me. Direct your anger at me but spare her." He never looked away from her parents as he spoke. He was more than willing to take the full blame for this event. He knew he would get a scolding from his mother as well but he would accept the punishment from both sides as long as she didn't.

Grace narrowed her eyes and Edward knew she was very angry. "Oh really? You fell to sleep? Is that how you fall to sleep?" she asked, referring to the photo. "Because it looks to me like you both fell to sleep together. Perhaps nothing happened, but it sure looks like something was about to happen!" she scolded and slapped Daylen. Edward looked over at his wife, surprised at her actions and he let out a sigh, obviously not liking the way this was turning out. "Grace, that was not necessary." he said calmly. Grace only looked at him, shocked at his words. "Are you okay with this!?" she cried. "No I am not, but hitting them isn't going to solve anything!" he replied seriously. Contessa's eyes widened at the scene unfolding before her, instinctively, she looked at Daylen's face and frowned. "Mum...you didn't have to hit Daylen, he's telling the truth!" she explained. "Why are you wearing other clothes? Why did you take off your dress!" her mother yelled. "It was dirty..." Contessa said quietly, taking a step back from her mother. "Dirty with what?" her father asked. "Itching p-powder..." she whispered and stared at the floor.

Daylen was surprised by her mother slapping him, but felt he deserved it. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath trying to calm his instincts down. He didn't like getting hit, so naturally his pyrokinesis slightly spiked the room up a few degrees. "It's fine, I deserve that." He just opened his eyes and looked at Contessa's mother. "Sirus played a prank, she helped me clean up. I wasn't going to let Miss Contessa suffer with magical itching powder. That stuff is rather dangerous if not treated properly and fast. You can scratch yourself to death." Daylen spoke calmly like he always does, though clearly he was colder now that he was hit.

"Love, it's obvious nothing happened. They were both probably very tired preparing for the wedding and they took a nap that ended up being as them falling to sleep. We raised Contessa well, and I believe she knows that if she really did do anything, we would frown upon it. I don't think she or Daylen did anything other than talk and prepare for the wedding." Edward started softly and looked over to his wife who was still rather upset. "I still do not like that photo. Do you know what would have happened if our family saw this? They would demand Daylen be killed for taking advantage of Contessa!" Grace informed. "I know, but they're not going to see the photo because we won't show it to them. Now just relax, I believe their words. Daylen respects our daughter and Contessa wouldn't let him do anything anyway, and we know that." Edward stated calmly. "I know...I guess you're right. I was just surprised to see it and enraged when the thought of what could have happened came to my mind." Grace said quietly. "My apologies Daylen, I really acted out of line when I hit you.I really shouldn't have done that." she said softly. Contessa couldn't get herself to look at her parents and stared at her feet, just glad that everything seemed to be okay.

Daylen just listened to Contessa's father than just shook his head at Contessa's mother apology. "Your anger was placed well, as was the slap. Both were deserved." He told her softly. He just looked at the floor, he knew this wouldn't make Contessa's mother feel better about the photo but at least it would put her at ease a little. "As for taking advantage of Contessa, I would never. I never had the pleasure with any woman. If your family demanded blood for an act that was not committed, then I would gladly pay it." Daylen just looked at Contessa's mother. He wasn't anything like most males his age. He was very traditional and he would do things right. That's why he yelled at Sirus and assaulted him. He knew Contessa would be wronged more than him. He didn't like that she would be shamed for an act not committed.

Contessa smiled weakly as she stared down at the floor while listening to Daylen's words. She didn't think he deserved any of this though, but she didn't want to say anything for fear it would just start up another argument. Her hand gently reached out and held his, Daylen really was a sweet guy behind the blank face he put on for the world. No one had a right to judge him if they didn't even know him. She didn't know him too well either, but she knew more about him than her parents did. She wasn't going to let him be killed for something he didn't do, what sort of person would allow such a thing? "Well Daylen, it wouldn't be right for you to pay a price for something you didn't do." Grace replied and offered an apologetic smile. "My husband is right, you're a respectable young man who values our daughter too much to toy with her emotions like that." Grace noted with a nod of her head.

Daylen just lightly squeezed Contessa's hand assuring her it was alright after she took his. He give her a soft smiled before turning back to her parents. "I can assure you that this will never happened again. My apologizes for all the emotional strain this caused you." He lightly bowed to them. He would make sure to never let it happened again. As for Sirus, he would have more words when Contessa wasn't there to protect him. He was so angry with his twin currently for sending out the photo to her parents. He wondered who all received it.

"Well then, I'm glad we got this whole misunderstanding sorted out. We were pretty worried when Contessa didn't get home, and then the photo was brought to our attention so yes we were upset, but I'm glad to know we were wrong." Edward said and looked over at Contessa, he could tell she was still upset. "Sweetheart we're sorry, we shouldn't have done what we did." he commented. Contessa only shook her head and a small gasp escaped her lips at Daylen's words. Perhaps this was what had caused the strain on Daylen's mind which in turn caused his bleeding? "What it is Contessa?" Grace asked. Contessa again shook her head. "N-Nothing, just remembering something is all." she answered quietly.

Daylen lightly nodded in agreement, he was glad it was taken care of. That is why he asked to address this first for the day. He meant to speak but was interrupted once more. His eyes fogged over, his pale eyes turned milk white as images played before him. The screams echoed out in the cathedral, blood made its way down his stomach and lower body. Cold, all he felt was cold. His body was numb from pain. He could taste his blood in his mouth, he could Contessa crying. Leaning over him only to be moved by himself. He was staring down at himself, fear and tears falling. His mouth moved yet no words could be heard. Once more blood began to seep through his clothing as he watched the scene play out in this mind. Daylen stirred from the vision only to fall to the floor, blood came from his mouth as he coughed. He was on his left hand and knees. His right covered his mouth as he continued to cough up blood. He could feel the pain from the death slowly creeping its way over to the person meant to die. Feel the blood polling in his lungs.

Contessa's parents looked confused at first but that quickly turned to concern and fear when they saw what was happening. "Daylen? Daylen what's wrong?" Edward asked and looked over at Grace. "Bring some rags to clean up and bring him some salt water." he ordered. Grace nodded and quickly left to get the rags and water for him. "Here you go dear." she said and Edward handed the rags to Daylen. Contessa frowned and knelt beside Daylen, brushing the hair away from his face. "Daylen what happened?" she asked worriedly and motioned for the cup of water which her mother handed her. "Here, rinse your mouth with this but spit it out into the rags, don't drink it." Contessa ordered gently. This wasn't good at all, this was twice in the same day and it was really starting to frighten her.

"Sirus..." He whispered softly. He knew who was going to die. His body began to tremble from the realization. Daylen just looked at Contessa, his eyes filled with tears as he spoke. "I been seeing Sirus' death..." His blood painted his white teeth as he spoke, a small trail made it's way down the corner of his mouth. He just stood up and brush them off. Shakingly he fumbled to put on his gloves. His nerves was causing him to shake violently as he did. He didn't care how he looked or how panic he was acting. He been seeing his brother's death over and over every night. There had to be a way to stop it, there has too. He quickly wrote the symbols and the air before repeating his teleporting ritual. Within seconds he vanished from the place, leaving Contessa with her family.

"Sirus?" Contessa repeated quietly and widened her eyes in fear. No that couldn't be true, Sirus couldn't die, he was like her brother. "Daylen...please relax..." she whispered but knew it was pointless. He had reason to be so nervous, Sirus was going to die! She wanted to say something but it was too late, Daylen was gone and her parents were watching her obviously just as confused as she was. "Is something wrong?" her father asked. "Sirus is going to die." she said quietly. "What do you mean he is going to die? How? Why?" her mother asked. Contessa frowned and shrugged. "I don't know how...or even why. But Daylen has been having visions of a death happening and he now realized it was his brother Sirus who dies. It's a long story and I would rather not talk about it. I just hope the death can be prevented." Contessa explained quietly. Her parents both walked over and hugged her gently, they knew this day wasn't a good one so far because of the photo and this news didn't make it any better. "I'm sure Daylen will do everything he can to prevent it deary." Grace whispered.

"Daylen! Calm down." Sirus said smiling at his younger brother. Sirus had to hold his twin by the shoulders to force him to look at him. "Even you can't change the future. I'm not going to hide, I'm not going to change anything. It's already been written in the stars." He playfully tapped Daylen's shoulders. "It sucks, it really does. I wanted to see my baby brother's children. I wanted to see you and Contessa grow old together and experience true love. I wanted to be fun Uncle Sirus, but it's okay. At least I die knowing my little brother gets a good woman and cares enough to try." He said smiling happily. "Now clean yourself up, you look like crap. I have things I need to do today." He said vanishing from Daylen's view.

Sirus just appeared at Contessa's family house. "Okay, Miss Contessa. We have a busy day. Saria wants to do your first fitting today." He said in a slightly less playfully tone than his normal one. He was slightly depressed but he would still live the days he had to the fullest. He had a boyish smiled as he spoke.

"I hope it can be prevented...but something is telling me it can't." Contessa said to her parents who smoothed out her hair. Contessa looked up to see Sirus and frowned, he still looked so happy and that made her smile weakly. "Yes we do." she whispered and walked over to him when her parents let her go. "Have fun dear. I'm sure the dress will look lovely on you." her mother said sweetly. Contessa took a deep breath to relax herself and nodded. "I won't be gone long, I promise." she promised and held Sirus' hands, "We should go." she whispered.

Sirus just smiled at Contessa softly. Daylen must have told her, he could tell by her sadden state. "None of that Miss Contessa. A bride should never be sad when trying on her dress." He told her smiling sweetly. "I will tell you the same thing I told Daylen. You can never change what's written in the stars. However you can never hide and never cower from fate. Embrace it and live the best you can before it comes to pass." Sirus playfully squeezed her hands to assure he was okay with the news. "No false happiness." His smile was goofy like always to help lighten her mood. "No puffy red eyes on the wedding day, it's very unattractive." He said teasing her in a way. He waved to her parent's before blinking her to Saria's shop.

"Oh, darling it's about time you showed up." Saria's voice filled the air. She was sitting at the front desk. She was hand sewing a small cover for the stems for Contessa's bouquet. She motioned her assistants to get everything as she finished the stitching to the cover. "Sirus, darling you're late. That's very rude to leave a lady waiting." She light scolding. "I'm sorry my dove." He said to the seamstress, who just looked at him. She didn't fall for his cute nicknames to butter her up.

"I knew it..." Contessa whispered and let out a shakey breath. Poor little Carolyn was going to suffer the most, she really liked Sirus and now that he would be gone Contessa was sure that she was going to miss him just as much as everyone else, if not more. "No false happiness Sirus, I promise and I can't promise no puffy eyes on the wedding day. I'm sure I'll be crying for more than one reason now." Contessa replied honestly. "I will try my hardest not to though." she whispered and smiled at her parents before appearing in the seamstress' shop.

"I'm sorry, things came up that I had to take care of." Contessa answered and looked around the room then looked at Sirus, offering him a smile. At least he'd be able to see her try on the dress right? She wondered what Daylen was doing, probably working on tonics to prevent his brother's death. Oh if only they could actually help. Don't worry Daylen, I'll be by your side and try to comfort you any way I can. Contessa thought to herself.

Saria just finished the final touches to the cloth before setting it to the side. "I'm sure, darling. Weddings are never as easy as people think." She stood up and walked to Contessa. Her outfit was colorful as always. She motioned her to the back room and for Sirus to sit down in the waiting room. "Darling, I'm surprised you only brought Sirus. Didn't your mother want to see the outcome of the dress?" She asked curiously. Her female assistant closed the door behind them to block the view from the males. It was just the three of them in a rather large changing room. They were going to help her with the dress, make sure it wasn't in need of touch ups. Contessa's wedding dress was gently hung up by the mirror with the completed veil. "Darling before you even ask, I'm a vampire. I rarely sleep. Best race for the profession in my opinion." Everyone always asked her why she could do everything so fast, she learnt to beat most people to the punch.

Contessa smiled and nodded, Weddings were never easy. There was so much planning that went into it, there really was no relax time. Following Saria to the back room Contessa shook her head. "I would prefer to surprise everyone with the end result." she replied politely. Standing in the fairly large room, she only hoped that the dressed turned out as nice as she was hoping it did. A vision was sometimes hard to perfect down to the last detail, but she trusted Saria. Her eyes looked at the dress hanging by the mirror and her smile was genuine when she saw it. It looked beautiful, she just hoped it still did when she actually put it on. Saria's comment caught her off guard but it made sense, no wonder she got things doe faster than most people.