Prologue

Sarah was once again alone. Her husband and the father of her child was dead, leaving her with a four year old son to care for. While she had enough funds available to comfortably care for herself and her son, she didn't have any family anymore. It was once again winter in Maine, the hardest season for her, as that is when the accident happened that had taken the life of the man she had loved for the last 5 years.

Her dreams were filled with the characters from Twilight. The one face she could see the clearest, the vampire that haunted her dreams the most, was Jasper Hale. Too bad he was with Alice. Which was the least of the reasons she couldn't be with him. He wasn't even real, for heaven's sake. He was just a fictional character in the mind of Stephanie Meyer. Wasn't he? Or was there some sliver of hope that the Cullens were real?

Chapter 1: The Vision

Jasper's POV

Rosalie and Emmett's wedding was only a few days away, and Alice and Rose were sitting on our bed, leafing through bridal magazines, trying to find a wedding style that hadn't been done by the forever engaged couple. Suddenly Alice stopped turning pages, and fixated on a spot on the wall behind Rosalie's head.

"Alice, what is it? What do you see?" Rosalie asked Alice when she noticed her sitting still, staring off into space, as she only did when she got another vision.

"We all need to have a family meeting. Including Jacob and Renesme. I won't utter another word until then," Alice replied.

Mere minutes later, everyone was gathered in the living room. The tension could be cut with a knife. Even with my calming influence, everyone could tell this meeting would once again change all of our lives. Rose was curled up in Emmett's arms on the couch. Edward and Bella were standing, Edwards hands on Bella's shoulders in a comforting gesture. Jacob was sitting on the floor, with Renesme leaning back against him. Carlisle and Esme were on the love seat facing Alice and the windows, and Alice was standing in the middle of our little circle, while I was sitting on the top step of the stairs, anxiously waiting for the shoe to drop.

"Please Alice, tell us what you have seen. We are ready to defend our family once again if needed, all though I know of no one who would want to hurt us now." That was Carlisle, going into family protector mode. I didn't think this was about having to fight for our family, but I kept that thought, and the brief moment of anxiety it brought me, to myself.

"Yeah, Ali, let me know who I will get to pound this time." Emmett of course, always ready to fight at the drop of the hat. I laughed to myself as Rosalie smacked him on the back of the head, all though she herself could barely contain her own laughter at Emmett's antics.

"Oh dear, I hope that there will be no fighting. The nomads and Victoria's newborn army are dead. The Volturi have no reason to bother us, and Maria and her army was eradicated by the Volturi shortly after the war with Victoria. This must be a more personal vision Alice has had." The ever hopeful, all loving, never one to hold a grudge Esme, always hoping to see the good behind Alice's visions, which lately had all been true down to the second, but had unfortunately all been filled with war and destruction, though thankfully none of our own had been hurt.

"Yes, Esme, this is about Jasper and Alice. I will let Alice explain." Stupid, mind-reading Edward. Wait, what about Alice and me?

I growled in Edward's general direction as I turned to Alice. "What about us, Alice? Please tell me what's going on. Aren't you happy?" I was now beginning to be truly concerned, and feared I was projecting it a little, as a sadness crept across the faces of many in the room.

"Let me start at the beginning, Jasper. Rose and I were looking over bridal magazines for her and Emmett's "wedding". Suddenly I got a vision of the wedding. Edward, Bella, Renesme, and Jacob weren't there. I didn't sense they were hurt or dead, but for some reason they couldn't be at the wedding. Jasper was the best man, and I was the bridesmaid, as usual when Emmett and Rose get married. However, instead of Jasper looking lovingly at me, and I at him, we were looking past each other at the "audience". I was looking at Garrett with love in my eyes, and Jasper could barely contain the love, as well as lust, he felt for a female human that was seated just two rows from me."

At my sharp intake of breath, Alice clarified. "Yes it was lust, but it wasn't blood lust Jasper. You simply wanted her to be yours, and soon she will be, but let me finish, and you will see." I didn't see how I could possibly be in love with another woman, especially since Alice was still alive, or as alive as a vampire can be. But I nodded, letting Alice know I would let her finish.

" Well back to this female human. She isn't particularly beautiful, pretty plain in fact, at least to me. But Jasper was looking at her like she was more beautiful than any female vampire he had ever seen. She is heavy set, with brown hair much like Bella's, only slightly shorter. She had her hair in a braid, pulled back from her neck, and Jasper was fixated on the pulsating of the vein in her neck, and her steady heartbeat. She was looking at him in much the same way, only she was fixated on the way Jasper's eyes were changing from his usual light butterscotch to a deep, dark, almost black. I can sense that she wants to be a vampire so badly. And she will get her wish. She turned her neck up, as if she was offering herself to Jasper, and then quickly looked away, feeling embarrassed, and a blush crept up her neck to her face. If we thought Bella blushed, this is nothing compared to the way she blushes. Oh, and Rose, she will be your best friend, as close as Bella and I are."

"Tell them why we aren't at the wedding, Alice," Edward interrupted.

With an eye roll and a sigh, Alice continued. "The reason Edward and his family aren't there is because the human Jasper is so taken with... is Edward's singer."

Gasps all around, and Bella looked confused. Just as she started to say something, Alice continued.

" Yes, I know that we all thought that Bella was Edward's singer, but obviously she isn't. Carlisle confirmed that you can't mate with your singer. All you want to do when you find him or her is immediately drain them of their blood. And no amount of being around them makes it better. I believe that Bella was Jasper's singer, which is why he was always more on edge around her than anyone else. But that is taken care of now, and the two of you have become very close. Anyway, back to the vision. We all decided, Edward mentioned it to start with, that it would be better if his whole family, Bella, Renesme, and Jacob went to the cottage to stay until Sarah, oh, that's her name! Until Sarah was changed. We didn't want her scent to be on any of his family, so that he wouldn't come here. Don't worry, it isn't long after she arrives that she will be changed. Only a week after the wedding.

She catches the bouquet, and Jasper catches the garter. From all the signs in my vision, Garrett is my true mate. His eyes are even golden like ours, which means he has been drinking animal blood for longer than the time he will be with us. And if he is my mate, that means that Sarah is most likely Jasper's."

This caused some anxiety to emote around the room, but none was worse than what I was feeling. My very undead heart was breaking, into what seemed like a million pieces. Never in all my years of being Maria's lackey had I felt pain like this. None of my scars had marked me like this would, and I felt as if I would never be whole again if her vision came true, which sadly, I knew that it would. My extreme sadness permeated the room, causing Alice to sob and cry unshed tear. "Don't you love me, Alice?"

"Of course Jasper, but you know my visions are never wrong. As long as no one involved changes their mind, I can't see any other outcome. I do love you so very much. I just think our love will be that of a brother and sister, nothing more. This woman, Sarah, loves you with her entire being. And Jasper, you will be the one who turns her. There is a reason for turning her, and not simply because she wants to be with us forever. She is dying of cancer, and Carlisle will know immediately, but she doesn't know, and she will not be told. But it is most definitely terminal, since it hasn't been caught yet. And there is another factor to this vision. There is a child, a four year old little boy, who looks just like his father, who is deceased. Don't worry Carlisle, she refuses to allow him to be changed, until he graduates and turns 18. She knows what the Volturi would do to an immortal child and anyone that was found harboring him. I just fear that we may end up dealing with the Volturi anyway, but I can't see that far. But Sarah's change will happen one week from Rose and Emmett's wedding."

With those last words, Alice sank to the floor, not physically tired, but mentally exhausted. After a few moments to regain her senses, Alice rose from the floor as gracefully as if she had been sitting in a high backed chair.

While Rosalie and Emmett went to their room and Edward and his family packed a few things to move into the cottage, Alice, Carlisle, Esme, and I sat around the never used dining room table, more of a prop than anything else.

Carlisle was the first to speak. "When exactly is she coming, Alice? How will we know her? Is she local to Forks, or is she a friend of Garrett's?

"The phone will ring in about ten minutes. It will be Stephanie. She will want to know if I have seen anything about a woman named Sarah. Sarah lives in Maine, is absolutely obsessed with believing that we are real, and she has written a letter to Stephanie begging her to tell her that we are real, and asking to come to visit. Garrett will arrive first, by late tonight. Sarah will be here three days from today, the afternoon before Rose and Emmett's wedding. She, Rose, and I will be going to Port Angeles to find her a dress to wear. She is coming with only her clothes and her son's things."

Esme had begun flitting around the kitchen, making a list of things they would need for a human child, as well as a human adult for a week. Only a week's worth of human things would be needed for Sarah, but her son would be human for at least the next 14 years. We would all take it one day at a time.

Silence crept up on us once again, and was only interrupted by the shrill chirp of the telephone ringing, which sounded more like a death rattle to my breaking heart.