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I realize one day that twilight will end and I will have to read the last page. I will cry a lot on that day. So I was thinking how I wanted it to end and well I came up with this. So if I could write the last page this is what it would say. Thank goodness I am not Meyers.

From Bellas POV after she has been changed.

I felt a need.

A need for motion.

For intensity.

I needed to run.

I knew without asking that Edward would want to come along. In minutes we were outside in the cold forest.

I loved this feeling. Watching the trees zoom past me so fast that they make a wall of green. Each limb and branch molding together. The forest is alive. Birds flying over head slowing compared to our pace. Scents of animals are everywhere around us. I bring in another breath and the clearness intensifies. Every sight, every smell, every sound, comes in clear and perfect. It was a high I can only find here or in Edwards arms.

The trees shift and sway reacting to our passage. A sense of peace comes as if we are leaving everything behind and just plunging into the rush of it all. I relax to the rhythm of my perfect stone muscles as they propel me forward. Each step landed in grace and with a speed that was impossible for any human. But I am not human, not any more.

I look over at Edward. His eyes are on me. They always are. He gives me a smile, my favorite one. Crooked, his joy reaching into his eyes making them shine. I smile back a smile of absolute bliss. This is perfect.

Even as I think the words I know that they are wrong. This is perfect and yet its off. I think for only a second and then know what to do. With a jump silent and beyond all human grace I land flawlessly on his back. My legs around his waist, my arms around his neck. I lean and press my marble lips to his cold white neck. A laugh rumbles in his chest and explodes into the trees, shaking the leaves as we pass them by. He speeds up and we plunge faster into the high. The closeness with him making it all come together. The intensity of it all was overwhelming. This was it. Here with Edward just being who we were, together.

This is joy This is perfection This is love We could do this forever.

Maybe we would.