He stood with one hand in his trouser pocket beige. In his mouth he had a cigarette as he recently lit. The gray, perfect hair that was combed back, blew up in a light summer breeze that drove slowly past. Before him, it was a well trained woman in black khaki suit. The black, thin hair hung down her shoulders. Her face was neutral and it was hard to read her emotions. In her hand she held a small red bottle with a brew that were bobbing around.
- "How long has it been?" Wondered Mr. Kembell when Claire told what happened.
- "It's been two months now, I needed a little time to make the potion before you could regain your memories back." She answered him stiffly.
- "Okay, maybe you can tell me what happened during this time?" Claire nodded.
- "Absolutely," she said, and Mr. Kembell invited her to the house.

Inside Mr. Kembells office, she sat down in an old rickety chair, and Mr. Kembell offered her whiskey which she accepted. Mr. Kembell sat down behind his desk in a more comfortable leather armchairs and pushed the drawings as low and messed up on the desktop.
Claire sipped the whiskey, it had the taste of orange that was hidden behind a smoky flavor.
- "What is it you want to know?" She asked him first.
- "Maybe take it from the beginning, when that light came from the patrons and then after that." He murmured and drank a big gulp from the whiskey.

- "The girl was rescued by Aiden Patron pretty quickly before you could finish her life, and after that lost you your memory because Avalon cast a spell on you., You would then never again be able to disturb the young people again. After that Emma has begun to have nightmares., She sleeps never properly anymore at night and stays awake., it is now that she is most vulnerable, but she is protected by Aiden's patron and also Derek. Everybody is on the lookout for our spies. "said Claire.
Mr. Kembell listened to her. He leaned back in his chair with glass of whiskey in his hand.
- "So, it ended up there, all she's been through haunt her right now?" Claire nodded.
- "Yes, but her dreams are totally different things. Apparently She dreams about demons but the demons are connected to you." She said with a smile, and drank some more of the good whiskey. - "And another thing, I have an assignment for Ron." Claire continued and put down the empty glass on the desk and leaned gently back into the rickety chair.
- "Why Ron?" Wondered Mr. Kembell.
- "For he is the one that will fit well for this assignment. This plan will put Emma's life at stake, including Derek's life too." Mr. Kembells mouth smiled an evil smile.

- "Ron, come in!" He shouted, and a rugged man came in through the open door. - "Claire here, have a job for you., I hope you got your memory back!" Said Mr. Kembell.
The man nodded, and Claire could clearly see how he tied his hands together as they witnessed and how his teeth gritted.
- "Yes," he said hoarsely between teeth. His gaze was fixed on Mr. Kembell and eyes shot lightning and saw blood.
The man turned his face down towards the stylish woman, who stood up and gave him an envelope that was addressed to Derek.

Ron took the envelope and looked long at it.
- "Is my mission to send off a letter like a fucking postman?" He growled.
- "Post the letter directly to Derek: He may not know it's from us and come back here later. Is that understood?" Ron nodded. Woman's voice had suddenly changed and he had to realize that it was just to obey.
- "What happens after this?" He asked then.
- "After that, we all enter the picture again. After that you will see what happens." Now it was the first time that they saw the woman smile, but the smile was not amusing, but by the smile was wicked. Ron nodded and left the office and yard. Although Claire each had to leave Mr. Kembell.

- "Remember now that does not interfere with the youths, the plan shall be as we thought so we need as little contact as possible." She warned Mr. Kembell when she had sat in a black Mercedes-Benz who stood waiting for her. She did not look at him when she said it, but cranked up the car window and the car drove away from the farm.

Emma:
Me and Derek sat on the Stable Bucks cafe after we bathed. From our hair dripped water down over our already wet clothes. Ahead of us was the one opposite teacup and slice of cake in a glass dish with two spoons. A cream cake with a big red strawberry. Derek took it away from the cake and we shared the piece of cake while we talked about everything.
- "So what more do you want to do today?" He asked when we put down the spoons on the empty small plate. All that remained of the cake was the big red strawberry.
- "I dont know, maybe I have to go home and take care of Danny and Sasha." I murmured and drank the hot tea.
- "You need not be worried about them, Chiara promised to take care of them so you could hang out with me." He smiled. I smiled and thought instead of what more we could do today.
- "I dont know, do you have any plans?" He shook his head.
- "Not really, I've been thinking of spending all my free time with you., I have no job to go to in addition to helping in my grandfather's farm." I smiled back and was about to pick up the strawberry when Derek also reached for it. Our hands met over the red strawberry. We laughed. Derek picked it up and brought it towards my mouth. I opened my mouth and took a bite of it. The strawberry tasted sweet and refreshing on the hot day. Derek took the rest of the strawberry.

We sat long at the café before we finally dragged ourselves back to Jacob's farm. We released out Broncho and Sony in the pasture with the sheep and went into the house. Inside sat Jacob in the kitchen and read the day's newspaper and drinking a cup of coffee.
- "Oh there you are, Derek you got a letter!" Jacob pointed to the bench where it was a letter written to Derek. I sat in the kitchen and brought me an apple and chewed on it.
Derek opened the letter and read it through. He sighed and put his hand over his face.
- "What?" I wondered. Although Jacob had put down the newspaper and looked at Derek.
- "It is from Hein in Germany, who I worked for at the stud." He mumbled and looked at me. - "He wants me to come and help him to train his colts., He does not have the staff to go around."
- "There is nothing to sour over!" Jacob wondered who returned to the newspaper and lit his pipe.

Derek did not receive him. He sat down at the table next to me and took my hand. He squeezed it hard. His gaze was still fixed on the letter. I leaned over and tried to see it a little but what I saw was nothing I could read. The letter was in German.
- "Go," I said finally. Derek gazed directly at me. - "Go and help Heim so we can hang out then when you come back!" I smiled, even though my heart began to hurt, the thought of seeing him leave Jorvik and me, made my heart bleed heavily.
- "Are you sure?" He asked.
- "Yes, that's okay! Go and help him!" I smiled and hugged his hand. Derek smiled back and released my hand. He disappeared into the living room and been away a long time before he came back with a bag full of clothes. He looked up at me and motioned for me.
I quickly got up from the chair, picked up my stuff and went with Derek out to the jeep.

Once we were home on the Vineyard again, it was full of life and movement from all the students who rode around on their horses. Derek stayed jeep on the side of the library. We sat quietly in the car and none of us said anything. Eventually Derek began the conversation.
- "Will you be okay by yourself?" He asked. I was still looking out the car window at the white library. Baroness's car was parked right outside and Godfrey stood there with his face turned towards the jeep.
- "Well I'll make it., We can correspond with each other and maybe talk on Skype?" Derek smiled, but then where he was serious.
- "The reception is bad out there and it's hard to send your letter because the place is so desolate." I looked down at my knees.
- "Then we will meet when we meet again." I felt the tears rose up to my eyes and I wiped them away angrily. Derek leaned over me and his lips bumped into mine. My blood rushed and I could hear my heart pounding. I closed my eyes and met his. He leaned his forehead against my late and wiped away a tear from my cheek.
- "I will just be gone for a few months so I'll be back before the snow falls." He smiled. I nodded and kissed him again before I stepped out of the car and went to the library without turn around and look back.