Authors note: I do not own any characters- they are strictly the work of Stephenie Meyer. I truly love her work, and wished to expand on my own thoughts of an Alice/Jasper love story and search for Alice's past. Thank You, and Enjoy.
APOV.
I looked up. There he was. Oh, how had I managed my years before him? My Jasper, My Jazz. Despite his struggles with control and his inevitable ability to scare me with the future, I loved him. I was deeply and irreversibly in love. He was mine. Every inch of his body, every silvery scar that lined his face, arms and neck. Every frozen cell in his body, every muted breath he took. Every crooked smile, It was all for me. Jasper, my love, my one, my only.
Somehow, strange enough he found the strength to love me back. To look past my strange ways, my yearning for the unknown, and to take my hand proudly and rejoice, "She is mine, world!" I guess miracles do happen.
It is now that I got on my highest tippy-toes and leaned in to kiss him. He smiled slightly and bent to meet my height. We embraced briefly then flitted down the stairs. Holding hands firmly, and braving a fearless face, we stepped out into what would soon be our inevitable future, the one that could only be complete if I knew my past.