Untold Past

" You have to tell me what's going on, Meava. I have these visions- and you know something! I know you do! Why do I feel like I know you? Why do I feel like I've always known you ?" The urgency in Alec's voice rang throughout the large room, it's walls covered in antique paintings. His grey, rather blue gaze looked at her in a pained manner almost, as if it hurt to be this far away from her, but confused as to why.
The fiery red head looked at him with the same pained expression, and she murmured in a voice so soft, and yet so mysterious, " Reincarnation." There was a brief pause that followed this statement, until Alec brought himself to say,
   " What do you mean?"
She brought her azure eyes up to meet his grey ones, murmuring in a voice too quiet, as if she said it too loud, it might break all the peace and security she had, " You're a reincarnate.. Of someone I used to know.."
  " Callen? Callen Westwind?"
Her gaze which she had lowered shot up, " How do you know about him? Oh god.. The visions.. You've seen me as well, am I correct?"
  " I saw you both, together. You must've just met, and he asked you to leave some sort of ball with him, and you agreed. It was such a long time ago.."
Meava briskly looked down, the images of that night flicking through her mind in the shape of black and white photos. Dancing in the corridors, holding hands on a walk through the woods, and at the base of the lake, he had kissed her. She could recall the warmth of his hand at the nape of her neck, and his eyes meeting hers. There was a look in them, that made her his, and that made him hers. She shook her head to rid herself of the thought.
" It was a long time ago. There was an accident.. Callen died at the age of twenty. A carriage accident.." She moved to sit in one of the overstuffed green chairs, burying her head in her hands.
  " That's why we feel attached, that's why we act this way. That's why, when I look at you, all I want to do is to make you happy. I want to pull you to me, I want to make you promises I'll always keep. I close my eyes and I still see you there. You're engraved there, in my mind, my heart. I didn't understand, but now I d--"
  " Just stop." She exclaimed, her voice muffled by her hands. Her heart hurt, her memory recalling too tender memories, and the man who was all she had left of Callen was right there..
  Before she knew it, Alec was in front of her, kneeling down in front of her. His face was level with hers, and he reached up with his long fingers and pried her hands from her face.  Her eyes were now a watery blue, like the ocean after a storm, when the sun first comes up. His grey gaze caressed her face, his hand reaching up to stroke the side of her face.
  " I'm here, alright? I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere, no matter what, alright?"
She nodded slowly, her gaze carefully meeting his. Meava leaned forward and rested her forehead against his, as his hand ran through her thick, fiery waves.