AN: I'd like to start out by apologizing. In my last chapter i did not give the proper credit to those who deserved it. So thank you to Stepheine Meyer for creating the world and the majority of the characters i am using now. Life would be odd without twilight.

And a huge round a applause to the amzing person who is helping me write and edit this story: MightyBluePen! Without which, this story probably would still be sitting on my screen waiting for me to write! So thank you a whole bunch! =D

And without further adue, on with Chapter two! i hope you enjoy it...it was a lot of fun to write! :)


Chapter Two: Save The Last Dance

(Selene's POV)

To be quite honest, I was actually excited for this. It had been so long since I'd been out to a club with my siblings. And the last time wasn't exactly a great experience, considering Rosalie and Emmett had been in the middle of an argument, I'd been in a grouchy, screw-the-world mood and Edward was being his mop-y self at the time. Yeah, not really the good nature you wanted to be in to go clubbing. But this time would be different. We were all more than happy, and everyone had a dance partner this time, hence my eager excitement as I sat in the passenger's seat of my own Acura.

That really hadn't made me too happy, having someone else drive my car, but I'd gotten over it after the first few miles. Emmett had insisted he drive since we couldn't take his Jeep. Well I couldn't say no to him, so there he was, hands on the steering wheel of my favorite car, carting the two of us with Edward and Bella in the back seat.

Glancing in the rearview mirror, I grinned. Alice had gotten Bella into a sparkly denim skirt and a royal blue halter-top, also dabbing some make-up into place. My sister had wanted her to wear heels as well, but that's where Bella had drawn the line and I had jumped in to save her from being pressured into them. I could tell Edward was very fond of the appearance Alice had created, even without the high-heels. Though, I'm positive he would have been fond of whatever she'd been wearing regardless of whether it was club appropriate or not.

Turning around in my seat, I tucked my legs up under me and faced my brother.

"So," I said, dragging the word out, "are you planning on actually dancing tonight Eddy?"

Edward grimaced at my use of the nickname. He absolutely hated being called Eddy, making me smirk at him. It was funny how much I could get away with where he was concerned. If Emmett had called him that, there would have been a car accident on the side of the road for us to clean up. Trust me, it's happened before.

He turned to Bella and chuckled at the terrified look on her face.

"No, Sel. I don't believe we'll be dancing tonight." A sheepish grin spread across his face. I raised an eyebrow and started in on a taunt.

Be careful Bro. Don't get carried away. I mentally tease Edward.

Laughter slipped through my lips and Edward glared at me. Emmett glanced at me from the corner of his eyes, but just smirked and kept his eyes on the road. Bella looked from Edward to me and then back to Edward.

"What?"

Edward continued to glare at me as he took Bella's hand and kissed her cheek. He whispered in her ear, "Just Selene being Selene. Not something you really wanted to hear."

Rolling my eyes, I reached over my seat and slapped the shoulder opposite the side Bella was on. A crack ran through the whole car as my hand made contact with his shoulder. He reached over and rubbed his shoulder, laughing.

Emmett's laughter vibrated the whole car as his right hand squeezed my shoulder and messaged the skin that wouldn't give under his touch. This all made Bella start laughing as well. She leaned into Edward's shoulder and tried to compose herself, unsuccessfully. Blood flooded her cheeks and turned them scarlet.

"Bells, breathe." I chuckled.

Just in time for us to pull into the parking lot of the club, Bella gasped a couple times, and then she was able to get a hold of herself. Patting her shoulder, and shaking my head, I slipped out of the car in one fluid movement. Taking Emmett's hand, I moved us both towards the entrance, almost skipping. Entering a club was always better holding the hand of the sexiest guy alive. The moved closer to motion us to pull out our IDs but something in our eyes made the burly guy flinch and take a step back. He waved us on through quickly to my delight. We had a fake ID for Bella so that wouldn't have been a big deal but it was a pain in the butt to have to fish out my ID from my bra. A purse simply does not work at a dance club.

The music was pounding and vibrating the floor of the building underneath our feet as Alice and I danced, staying in sight of Emmett and Jazz who were sitting at the bar. They weren't drinking, of course, but they each had ordered something to keep up appearances. Our men watched us as Alice and I twisted and turned, raising our hands, jumping and pounding our fists in the air with the music. We were laughing and smiling the whole time we were moving around, having a great time.

I didn't understand it, but Emmett hadn't danced with me at all tonight. I'd danced with Alice, Jasper and I'd even pulled Edward over for one song while Alice sat with Bella. Alice had danced with Emmett and Jasper. But not once had Emmett danced with me. Honestly, it did bug me a little bit. My own fiancé wouldn't dance with me. What the hell was that? How was I supposed to make every girl in the place jealous of me if I wasn't allowed to show off my prize. Unfair!

And, because of the pounding music, I was having a hard time zeroing in on individual thoughts. The only one I could hear and single out was Edward, and I was pretty sure that was due to the fact that we both could read each other's minds. I didn't like not knowing what was going through Emmett's mind, especially under the circumstances. We'd danced together in the past, so I just didn't understand.

When the song ended, Alice smiled and went over to join Jazz at the bar, hip-checking Em out of his seat next to her husband. Emmett stood, mock glaring at his little sister and moved towards the dance floor.

Just as I thought he was going to join me, three teenage girls swarmed in front of him. Two were blonde, one short and the other around Em's height, and the third was a brunette about as tall as the smaller blonde. The tall blonde stuck her hip out to the side and began twirling her long hair around her right index finger, staring at Emmett. I could tell from the way she held her body that way that her, probably blue, eyes were running the length of Emmett's body. Struggling, I pushed past all the noise and broke into her mind.

Every square inch of her thoughts were on Emmett. She was mentally undressing him, enjoying the images her mind was creating for her. This caused a small growl to escape my lips and I glared at the back of her flowing blonde head.

"So what's your name?" She laughed as she spoke as if there was something funny about her question. The way her words slurred together slightly, I could tell she'd had a drink or two thus far tonight.

Emmett's eyes stayed on her face, not daring to even glance any lower, he replied, "Damon. Damon Salvatore."

This made my glare melt just a little and allow a laugh escape my lips. The fact that Emmett of all people knew the characters from The Vampire Diaries was the strangest, but funniest thing ever. But, I guess since we are vampires ourselves, he would make it his business to keep up with the latest vampire hype in the world.

By this time, I'd made my way around so that I was able to see the girl's face. She squinted her, I was right, blue eyes, clearly unable to see straight, and cocked her head to the side.

"You're cute," she reached out for his arms, running a finger down his muscles first, "but I don't think you're a vampire." A flirty smile was painted on her red lips as she smirked.

Ironic. She was talking to a vampire more real than Damon and Stefan Salvatore, and she didn't think he was one. But I had to admit; the twit did make me laugh. I was also a little impressed that the girl even knew how to read well enough to recognize that name from a book about teenage vampires. Oh, but that slipped away quickly when she turned, taking his hand, abandoned her friend and led Emmett into the middle of the floor. My eyes followed them until she stopped. Without even pausing to see if he was willing to dance, she stood in front of him and started moving her hips, pressing her skinny ass against his legs.

Huffing in irritation, I turned and stalked off towards the sitting area, joining Edward and Bella in their booth to sulk.

(Alice's POV)

Coming out to the club was a fantastic idea! Granted, the extreme stench of sweaty human and alcohol saturating the air wasn't exactly pleasant because of how much stronger it was to us, but after the first few minutes I was able to block out the nasty scent. The music was loud and I could feel the beat pounding into the foundation of the building, but I loved the noise. It was escalated due to our vampire hearing, but it was still fun to be enveloped by the atmosphere and just dance with my husband and siblings.

Rosalie and Connor had snuck off somewhere just an hour after we'd arrived. I hadn't really found it necessary to try and find where they were though, or even try and search my visions for them. Frankly I was kind of scared to walking in, or look in on what they were mostly likely doing.

Shivering at the thought, I search the crowd, spotting Emmett dancing with some blonde girl that most definitely wasn't Selene. She was wearing one of those tube tops that didn't cover her stomach at all, and a skirt that was way too short. That alone made it obvious that it wasn't his fiancé with him. My sister had better ways to show herself off without resorting to skimpy clothes. Where was she then?

I searched the room and landed on the booth where Edward and Bella were sitting, now accompanied by none other than Selene. Edward and Bella were gazing soulfully into each other's eyes completely oblivious to a sulking Selene sitting with them trying her best to stab at some leftover ice in a glass with a stir stick. The corners of her eyes were scrunched in a discreet, repressed glare, and her lips were in a thin, controlled grimace. Selene's chin was resting on her hands that were folded with her elbows set on the table. No human would notice, but the tendons in her fingers were tightened as if she was clenching her fingers harder than necessary. Shifting my gaze back to Emmett again, I understood what was going on.

"Uh oh," I whispered to myself.

Pressure squeezed my fingers and I looked to my right, into the topaz eyes of my soul mate.

"What is it?"

My frozen skin tingled with the sound of his southern drawl. That feeling never failed.

I shook my head in concern and whispered, "Emmett and Selene. It appears that Em's decided to be very cruel tonight. He hasn't danced with Selene at all so far."

Japer laughed.

"What?"

"Just think it's funny. We never quite have a perfect night out at the club. We've managed to avoid," he paused searching for the right word, "issues. For everyone else there has always been some complication."

This made me join him in laughing. It was true. Jasper and I were the only ones who had managed to avoid problems of any sort when it came to club nights. Sure the club wasn't exactly Jazz's scene, but he was good at grinning and bearing with the things I did. Though, at the same time, I knew he always had a good time anyways.

Still laughing, I asked, "Do you remember the first time we ever came clubbing with the family? The first time you made it through a whole night without even being bothered too much by the scent of human blood?"

Jasper smirked, kissing my cheek and whispered in my ear. "We don't forget anything remember?" He pulled away and tapped the side of his head. "It's almost impossible."

All I could think about was that night. It had been a night full of first for our family. All of them were good. Memories that our family could actually look back on and be glad that it happened- ones that still make us smile now, decades later.

~Maine, 1955~

My finger traced one of the many crescent scars on Jasper's arm as we sat off to the side of the flashing dance floor. His hand clasped mine, resting them on my skirt clad lap. Every once in a while he'd apply slightly more pressure, restraining himself from the smell of the blood in the humans all around us. I was proud of him though. For five years we'd been members of the Cullen family. I'd only slipped up once or twice in that time, both in the first year. Jasper had had a harder time than me, or any of the others had had.

It destroyed him every time he slipped up. Jasper hated feeling weak, but he was trying his hardest. And I had faith in him. One day he'd be able to go out and completely ignore the burn, I was confident of it.

Tonight, along with family bonding, was sort of a test for Jasper. The club was packed full of teenagers dressed in their slacks, skirts blouses, bows, dress shirts, and so far Jasper had been doing well.

After inhaling a longer breath, and flinching from the burn, he stood, pulling me up gently with him.

"Would you like to dance miss Cullen?" His smile was strained, but genuine.

"Why, of course I would Mr. Hale!" I giggled at our formality.

As soon as I'd spoken, he pulled me closer spinning me before taking my other hand. After that, I didn't see him flinch once. Jasper's and my eyes were locked on each other as our feet moved us around the floor. I couldn't stop smiling. I was so proud of him. He was doing so well with handling all the humans at such a close proximity. And I hadn't seen a single vision of a slip up.

Turning my head to examine the rest of the dancers, I saw Emmett twirling Rosalie in dizzying circles, and Selene and Edward doing absolutely nothing serious with their dancing. All they were doing were swinging and circling, but huge smiles were plastered on their lips, and that made me smile even more.

It was actually the first time I'd seen those to genuinely having a good time. In the five years that Jasper and I had been part of the family, those two had been practically doom and gloom. Sure Selene had smiled a few times, and they'd played the piano practically everyday, but they were pretty much the black clouds of the family. Not to mention they were the only ones without mates. Selene was hiding something about that. Jasper could feel that whenever we tried to ask about her past, but we never pressed hard enough to get answers.

So it was really good to see them smiling and laughing- having a good time.

Jasper swung me around for a little longer, and he finally laughed, complimenting my own laughter. Once a few songs went by, he pulled me off to a darker corner of the building. We passed about twenty couples, all making out and really getting into some inappropriate things for being in public still. And once we were alone, he bent down and stole a quick kiss.

"Jasper," I murmured after he pulled away, "have I told you lately that I love you?"

"You might have mentioned that once or twice, today." His smile was dazzling as he stared at me.

"What are you waiting for Jazz? Just ask," I said, giving him a small, ecstatic smile.

Jasper laughed and then sighed.

"I can't get anything past you can I, my beautiful little future seer?"

A kiss was planted on my nose. Then he backed up a step, kneeling down to get down on one knee and reached to the back pocket of his slacks. Jasper's hand came back with a small black velvet box.

Opening it, revealing a gold band with a sparkling diamond on top, he asked "Alice Cullen, I love you and will continue to love you for the rest of eternity. Will you make me the happiest person, vampire and human alike, by becoming my wife?"
I could feel my excitement grow, though I'd seen this already just this morning. My grin spread from ear to ear. I threw my arms around Jasper's neck and kissed him.

"Yes!" I squealed.

He slipped the ring into place on my ring finger and then kissed it. Then we stayed there for a few more minutes, just kissing in the darkened corner.

"Uh hmm," someone cleared their throat behind me, making me and Jasper slip apart from each other.

"May we help you Selene?" Jasper asked, looking over my head.

I turned around to see her standing there, arms crossed and one eyebrow raised.

"So what's going on here?" I could hear the smile in her voice, and it was evident that she was retaining a laugh.

Grinning at her, I just held my left hand out for her to see the ring now resting there. Her eyes widened in faux surprise and a wide smile took over her face.

In a fashion that was very much not Selene, she squealed and threw her arms around me.

"Congratulations you two! I'm happy for you!"

"Thanks Selene!"

You're very welcome Alice

~Washington, 2005~

After that, we had told the rest of the family and had spent the rest of the night celebrating Jasper's and my first engagement. It had been the first time I'd actually felt close to the rest of the family. They'd welcomed Jasper and me with open arms, but it had always been a little tense, at least until that night. Ever since then, no matter how different we were or different problems we ran into, we were still a tight knit family.

That made me think of the situation at hand. Glancing at Jasper I kissed his cheek and slipped into the crowd, going towards Selene.

"What Alice?" she hissed before I'd gotten to the table.

"Why aren't you dancing with Emmett?" I asked, ignoring the slightly menacing undertone to her hiss.

My sister groaned and messaged the bridge of her nose.

"I don't know. He's pretty much ignored me all night," she sounded like she couldn't choose between ignoring it, being sad or being mad. I'm sure she was a little bit of all. So I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the floor.

"Selene. You're beautiful, I know you know it, and you're kind…"

"Alice, hun, where are you going with this?"

"I'm getting there!" I laughed, "but though you're kind, you're also the most intimidating girl in the world. No human girl can stand up to you. Seriously, go get your man!"

To my surprise, my sister laughed at this and smiled.

"You're right Alice." She kissed my cheek and gave me a hug. "Thanks sis."

"You're quite welcome Selene."

(Selene's POV)

After Alice's little pep talk of sorts, I marched straight to where Emmett was now dancing shorter blonde.

I started dancing right next to them and ended up hip checking the blonde. Her back went stalk straight and turned to glare at me.

"Uh! You want to watch where you're-" as soon as she fully caught a glance of me she shut her mouth real quick.

I smiled at her in a polite, but dangerous way.

"Um…uh…I…" she couldn't decide what to say.

So, averting my gaze from her, I leveled Emmett with a raised eyebrow.

"Emmett! Are you almost ready to go home?" I asked sweetly and innocently.

The girl's mouth dropped as she looked from me to him. Then her eyes dropped to my left hand and zeroed in on the ring resting on the ring finger.

"Oh my," she whispered. Blood rushed to her cheeks and she ducked her head down. "Um, sorry." Then she scooted away, but before she could get to far, I stopped her by placing a hand on her shoulder. She froze and turned to look at me from the corner of her eyes.

"No worries. It's all good."

A shy, nervous smile answered me, and then she scuttled away.

Then I turned back to Emmett, crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow, awaiting an explanation.

He spread his arms wide and smiled like a child who'd been caught doing something wrong.

"Hey Babe…" he said, drawing out the word.

"Explanation…?" I asked.

"Well…you know I love you right?" He said, trying to redirect the conversation. I wasn't letting him off that easy.

"Uh huh…so what was with the dancing with other girls and not your fiancé?" I asked.

Monitoring his mind I saw him projecting the truth as he said it.

"I couldn't dance with you yet. I had to dance with the other girls first."

"Oh really?"

He moved forward to put his hands on my shoulders and look me in the eyes.

"And why is that?" I asked.

"Because, Selene, I had to save the best for last. All the other girls were building up until I got up to the most beautiful and amazing girl in this whole place. Saving the best for last."

"Saving the last dance," I whispered, a tiny smile beginning to take form on my lips.

Emmett nodded, moving his arms to wrap them around my waist, pulling me towards him. I then wrapped my arms around his neck in turn just as a slow song came on. Sub-consciously I remembered it from somewhere, and my feet began moving in a familiar pattern. All my irritation melted away as I moved with Emmett to the sound of the song.

"…And suddenly I know why life is worthwhile. That's what I see through your eyes..."

And as the song picked up a little, he twirled me out and brought me back to him. At that moment I realized what song it was. It was Looking Through Your Eyes, our song. The first one Emmett and I had ever danced to together.

"…Underneath the open sky with you forever…"

Smiling, I leaning my head onto his shoulder and let Emmett completely take over, swaying us back and forward. The night had started out frustratingly, but now it was perfect. I was in Emmett's arms, and we were dancing to our song. I couldn't think of a more perfect way to end the night.

"I love you Emmett."

"I love you too Selene. And I will love you for forever and a day."

Closing my eyes, I was enveloped in his love. Nothing else mattered. Vaguely off to the side I saw a flash, as if from a camera, but I ignored it. I was in a place that was way better than worrying about what Alice was doing. Emmett really knew how to drive me to all ends of my patience, but he also knew how to be the sweetest thing to ever touch the face of the earth. Saving the last dance. How much cuter could he get?