Summary: What if Jasper and Alice had met when Jasper was still human, fighting as a Major in the Confederate Army? What if they'd had a life together that Maria stole from them? And what if Alice was still turned, but remembered her human life?

A/N: Okay so I've been obsessed with Twilight lately, and Jasper and Alice have ALWAYS been my favorite couple of the show. Soo, this here fanfic is for them, a story of Alice and Jasper, told with a different spin :-). I hope you like it!

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Prologue: Meeting Again

~{1948: Philadelphia}~

It was raining, pouring down rain actually, and the sky was grey with clouds heavy with precipitation. The loud plops of rain hitting the roof of the diner was evident to only a vampire like Alice as she sat there, the humans surrounding her completely oblivious in their chatter.

She sat on a stool at the counter of the small diner, her golden eyes staring down into the cup of coffee sitting there on the countertop in front of her. Every rainy day for a month she'd been on that stool, patiently waiting for the arrival of someone that was once so important to her.

If her heart could beat, it would definitely beat painfully within her chest as she thought about him. It'd been over eighty years since she'd seen his face, his honey colored hair, his chocolate brown eyes. Well, no, they weren't chocolate anymore, they were most likely red to show what diet he used.

Well, of course she'd seen him, in her mind, in her visions, but had never actually seen him in person since that last day he left for the war. It still twisted her up in pain, getting the news that the love of her life, father of her children, her husband was gone. Human memories were foggy, but she remembered them, she remembered every little bit of her life with Jasper before he was taken from her.

Fingers gripped the cup and she had to remind herself not to crush it in her hands. Taking in a deep, unneeded breath and letting her eyes fall halfway closed. The scent of humans entangled her, was all around her, but she was used to that. She'd gone so many years without drinking from humans it sort of blended in.

Hearing the chime of the door, indicating someone was coming, she half expected it not to be him. Looking up and towards the door, there he strode in, looking uncomfortable within the crowd of people. There he was; Major Jasper David Whitlock in the flesh.

Trying to push the pain away, she slid to stand up from her stool, dropping some money on the counter for the coffee she'd been nursing and picking up her jacket. Striding across the diner and moving to stand confidently in front of him, her golden eyes looking up to meet his shocked red ones.

Of course he was shocked. He hadn't seen her since 1863, had surely thought she were dead.

"Jasper." she whispered, her eyes staying locked on his.

"A-Alice..." he whispered back, almost afraid to speak her name, afraid she would disappear from him. All the while in his mind he wondered how it were possible, how could she be there so perfect, so beautiful as the last time he remembered? Slowly his hand moved up to brush his fingers over her cheek tentatively, almost thinking she weren't real.

Gently she leaned away, slipping her jacket on before offering him her hand, looking back up to his face. "Well, are you coming?" she asked.

Slowly, obediently, his hand moved to take hers, gripping her smaller one tightly as he walked out of the diner behind just steps behind her, longing to bring her close, feel her tucked under his chin. He loved her; he always had and always would.

But Alice didn't say another word as she walked out into the rain, pulling her hood up and taking her car keys from her pocket. Walking to a car, she unlocked it and let Jasper's hand go, moving to get into the drivers seat and taking in a deep shuddering breath. He was real, he was right there next to her. For years she'd dreamt, visioned this moment, and she could not imagine what it would actually feel like.

The passengers side door opened and Alice turned the car on, driving out of the space she'd parked in silently. They would have a discussion alright, a discussion once they got back to her hotel room.

Making a few turns and driving down a few roads, it wasn't long before they parked in the hotel parking lot. Turning off the car, she got out and walked towards the door, assured that Jasper would follow her in.

They walked in silence until they reached the floor of the room she was checked into, the door opening and Alice walking inside. Dropping her keys on the small table, she moved to sit down on the accompanying chair and then finally she looked up at him.

Her eyes bore into him as he swallowed, closing the door behind him. "Oh Alice..." he whispered slowly.

Stepping up to her, he moved to kneel in front of her, slipping to take ahold of her hands tightly in both of his, his eyes looking up at her pleadingly. "Please tell me this is real...I have not dreamt in a long time, but this feels like a dream."

"Its not a dream. Its real." she finally said, looking down at his hands on hers. Gripping his hands a little, she looked up into his eyes. "You've kept me waiting, Major Whitlock." she said.

He let a small smile pull at his lips as he brought her hands up to kiss slowly. "My apologies, Ma'am." he replied in his gentlemanly southern drawl, letting his lips linger on her skin.

His eyes met hers again, and if his heart could beat he were sure it would be beating out of his chest. "But...but how Alice? You died...I saw it in the papers, you were gone...my whole world was gone..." he whispered.

"What you saw in the papers was true, in a sense. But I didn't completely die...I became...this."

"Who did this to you?" he asked just slightly in anger. He didn't want this life for her, he wanted her to live a long and happy human life, not be condemned the way he was.

"More important question is...why wasn't it you?" she asked, holding his gaze.

"I didn't want you to be this! They needed you, our family needed you. I wanted better for you, always better for you. You should have been happy, healthy, watched our son grow into a man to be proud of."

"I did those things. In a way." she said, shaking her head. "Besides..." she said, looking away from him, a sadness washing over her as she thought of their child-their children-the ones he didn't know about. Gripping his fingers as she remembered it.

Picking up on her feelings, he shook his head. "What happened? You're in pain..."

"Remember the night you left for battle the last time I saw you? You were going to be gone for so long and I was so scared and you knew it..." she muttered slowly.

Nodding a little in response, his thumb running circles along her hand. "I do. As I remember I was quite tired the day I left." he said, a small smile forming on his lips at the memory. He only smiled when he remembered his past with her, his human life.

"Jasper I...I found out I was with child after that night." she told him, biting her bottom lip. "I'd...I'd written you a letter...to tell you, but..but by then you were gone."

Gritting his teeth as he gripped her hand, shaking his head. "Oh Alice...I am so, so sorry...I would have done anything, given anything, to return home to you."

Taking in a breath, she nodded. It was always slightly painful to think of their children, their life in Texas. "I've missed you..." she whispered.

"And I you." he said, leaning closer to her as he stayed knelt in front of her. "Please...tell me what happened.."

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A/N: Prologue: FIN. After this we shall go back in time to when Jasper and Alice meet! I hope you enjoy. This is a shorty chapter I know, but the rest hopefully won't be.