The moment I saw her, I just knew. She just waltzed up to me in that diner in Philadelphia, and that was it. The way she walked, the way she talked…hell, even the way her hair went out at crazy spiky angles.

"You've kept me waiting a long time," she told me. There was something different and strange about her, and her eyes said that she knew. Knew all about me and all that I had done with Maria. But there was no fear there. Absolutely none present. So I apologised to her, and we walked out that diner hand in hand.

Of course, she can be annoying. She can be like a little helium balloon sometimes, the way she's always so bouncy. She can just chime on and on at you, and nothing you say will ever squash her. But that's not her fault. Alice had to learn how to be human and vampire all over again - as a newborn. That can't have been easy, and I won't pretend to know anything about what she must have gone through. But I can make her feel better about it, and that could help.

But she's got guts. Boy, has she got guts. She went to Volterra after Edward, risking her life and Bella's to save her brother's. She faced up to Aro, Caius and Marcus without a dash of fear, and she more or less lied to Aro. That takes courage.

She's a little crazy, but she understands. She understands that me and humans really isn't the best combination, and she tries to make me feel better about that. And I love her. That's all there is to it.

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A.N. Jasper is something of a nightmare to write from. Never mind.

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