וכולם היו בוכה ומתאבל עליה, אבל הוא אמר: "אל תבכה, כי היא לא מתה אלא ישנה"

Gently placing the vampire bible on his desk, his conversation with Isabel Beaumont weighing heavily on his mind, her words 'The great ones always fall...including you' There was something in her words that made him doubt himself about who he was. Jessica still did not trust him, there was something in him that made her doubt that he was still the same Bill, only something more.

Lilith had granted him from all the pain that he had plagued himself with over the vast years as a vampire, he was no longer sorry for what he was. She had freed him from his mortal ties and welcomed him into something more...More than he ever thought possible.

Lilith was part of him....Guiding him into a new generation of vampire survival. He was the prophet of God.

Nothing could change that, he could not die. A stake through his heart and yet he still survived, all this building strength and these new developing powers that were making themselves known, it was not possible for vampires to have such abilities...But yet he had.

He mentally shook himself, there was work to be done. But yet he couldn't shake this feeling that someone was watching him...It was such a familiar feeling, but yet he could not fully place it.

Something was coming.

Or someone.