Title: Across the Universe
Published: 07-14-09, Updated: 10-21-09
Chapters: 10, Words: 16,138
A/N: This was written as a sons fic, based on Beatles songs. Each chapter is short so it can be read during the duration of the song. It revolves around Jared and Kim's son who imprinted on Jake and Nessie's daughter Elena. This is not a standalone piece and you will need to read The Pathetic Ramblings of a Homosexual Werewolf at a minimum before reading this.
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Chapter 1: And I Love Her
"I give her all my love, that's all I do.
And if you saw my love, you'd love her too.
I love her."
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Ethan
The line between loving and being in love was so thin I don't know when I crossed it.
I never thought growing up that I could ever love anyone the way I loved Trisha. I felt for her before I even knew what love and sex were, Trisha was my life… and I continued to love her. She would always hold a part of my heart, so how could I have ever imagined that I would feel the kind of love twice?
It was a bittersweet kind of jackpot to have fallen for the two most beautiful girls I have ever known, but not being able to have either. I probably don't deserve either of them, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I cherish every moment I had with Trisha. I never took any of that for granted, nor would I diminish the fortune I had been blessed with by imprinting on Elena.
I'm a fuck up. A world famous, notoriously hated fuck up, and crossing the line into love was on the top of my list of world class mistakes. I never wanted to. I never wanted to fall for Elena. People would think that this was the natural course, that I was expecting or planning for it, but for me it was never supposed to be the arrangement. I didn't make her a promise bracelet or buy her a ring or any other type of jewelry that the imprinters bought for their girls. For me the most important thing was and is her happiness.
Elena is my savior, my salvation, my everything. My world may have grown exponentially with the introduction of higher education, travel and ancient vampires who were always open for intelligent debates, but in a sense it remained as small as La Push, because I didn't see much outside of Elena. There was no way not to be affected by her, or at least that's how I justified it to myself, because it wasn't just me or the Cullens. Elena was a powerhouse. Her very presence could move people as I had seen more than once at peace rallies and protests. Elena, simply put, inspired.
Carlisle, my mentor, my inspiration to live the rest of my life fighting for the good of humanity, my only close father figure, Carlisle—he believed it was Elena's vampire ability. Like a variation of Nessie's ability to let everyone in, a reverse shield, Carlisle speculated that Elena was unwillingly a magnet, attracting people in such a way that they wanted to be with her. So there. I have an excuse, I couldn't help but fall in love with her.
I have seen a lot of imprinting craziness in my life, from my father's inability to properly use birth control, to my own involvement in the most problematical imprint in recorded pack history. What I learned from it all was that my feelings as the imprinter were not the important part. She, who ever that she may be for you, was all that mattered. So as she went from an adorable little girl to stunningly beautiful teen I tried not to think about how her long hair brushed the deep indent of her back, or how her eyes got lighter when she wore certain colors.
Now that she was fully matured and I spent half of my energy controlling my feelings for her, meditating, reading and mastering my energy through tai chi, and the other half imagining how amazing it would be to have her, while damning myself for doing so.
She was more than beautiful, though her beauty was the kind you could write poetry about (if you were good at that kind of thing), she was incredible. Smarter than anyone I knew, she wasn't only an encyclopedia of knowledge she was also wise, wise beyond her years. I trusted and respected her opinion above all others, she is always the first person I go to whenever I have a problem. And I love her. After everything that went through with Trisha I didn't want to say those words ever again, but I did.
Elena is compassionate and fiery. She doesn't just listen to me talk about my causes, she takes an interest. Being part of the Cullen family has allowed me so many things I never had before, and one of those things was being able to fight for all of the causes I had felt strongly about; from Tibetan freedom to the eradication of the death penalty. The rest of the Cullens supported me with money and praise, but Elena was the only one who really asked questions—who got down and dirty and did something other than write a check. She invests herself fully in all of my ventures… and I love her.