Jasper's POV:

Syke had been gone for a week, and it was like the sun didn't shine anymore. Nobody was happy, nobody.

Bella blamed herself for what had happened; Edward did too.

Alice was in shock along with Esme and Carlisle.

Emmett didn't know what to do with himself, and Rosalie hated how cruel she'd treated Syke.

I was the worst of them all. She'd brought happiness back into my life. Through her smile, her life, the light that seemed to shine in her eyes, her wit, her energy, everything about her seemed to call to me, to bring a smile to my face, and now it was gone. I knew I'd never see her again, and I knew there was nothing I could do about it.

She'd made sure of that in her deal. The Volturi couldn't come near us and if we came near them they couldn't associate with us for fear of being undone, so killing myself to join her was out of the question. Any Snatcher was to steer clear, also for fear of being undone, so being drug to Hell was out to.

She'd made sure I would stay here, made sure I would live, but I didn't want to anymore. Not without her. I understood why she'd saved me all those years ago, risking her own soul to save mine. I'd give anything to be able to save her now.

We were all fed up with the depressing atmosphere around the house, but none of us could bring ourselves to try and get over her lose.

It went on like this for two months. Two months of no Syke, until one night she was there.

It was late, and I was looking out the window in my bedroom, staring at the moon.

I'd been thinking about how much Syke used to love the moon, when I heard her voice.

"Jasper, why do you act as though I'm never coming back to you?" her voice had whispered through my head, light as a feather.

"Because, I know I never will." I replied, wishing, not for the first time, that I could cry.

"You will see me again, Jasper, but not until you understand the truth." She'd whispered again.

"I understand the truth perfectly. I love you and you are gone." I hissed.

"No, Jasper. The truth about my past. You cannot truly love me until you know all of me." Her voice was barely audible now.

"What do you mean?" I was sitting stock straight now, straining to hear her voice.

"I must go Jasper. Look for me in the things I love. There you will find the truth. There lies the key to saving my soul." And she was gone.

As quickly as she had come, I'd lost her again. Fresh agony attempted to drown me, but I held it at bay.

There was a chance I could save her, but I couldn't do it alone. I needed help.