A/N: My first fanfic in this fandom, so please go easy on me! Also, I gave this a Rated: M just to be safe because...well, it's Sebastian we're talking about, right? Enjoy!

The Beginning

He had never been one to weep.

He supposed when he'd been alive, the urge to weep had probably moved him in appropriate situations, but in this new life, he felt no such urge.

Until now.

Even as his eyes stared at her, taking in her appearance, he could not believe it was her. After all this time, after all these years that had passed without her presence, here she was, in the flesh.

He watched her head tilt back as she laughed at something her companion said, her long tresses falling down her back, trembling from her laughter. Her small, slender hands grasped the arm of the young woman beside her, her lips moving as she teased her friend until the latter blushed. The very action brought back memories of adoring smiles and whispered declarations of love of long ago, memories he had thought long forgotten.

She hasn't changed, he thought, his amber eyes intent on her form. Her hair, her eyes, her lips that always seemed to smile, the slender curve of her neck… even from his secret vantage point, the familiarity of her body was apparent to him.

It made him want to weep.

She made him want to weep.

Out of joy or relief, he didn't know, but he knew that if he had the ability to do so, he would fall to his knees, here and now, and openly cry.

She was here.

He had found her.

Her.

His black heart began beating again.