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Bella and Jasper spend some time together before the inevitable happens.

Bella Whitlock, 1950

"Uh Bella…" We changed positions. Jasper flipped us over so I could be on top. I braced my hands against his strong shoulders and rode him.

"Jasper…" I called. I was steadily rising to where I wanted to be; falling over the edge with Jasper inside of me, around me, and pouring his love into me.

Our eyes met and he uttered three little words that pained and warmed my dead heart. "I love you."

"I love you too," I replied as my body tightened around him. I let go, falling into a sea of ecstasy with Jasper not far behind.

"Where did that come from, darlin'?" he asked when I collapsed to his chest.

"I just love you," I said, kissing him. "And I thought we could spend some time together."

"What's wrong?" He turned us over, running his hand through my hair, soothing me while he reassured me. "We can do this, Bella."

"I know, hun. I believe you."

Jasper and I had sat down with our family to explain our intent after returning from meeting the Cullens. They looked like a nice enough bunch and I found it undeserving to sit back and let them fall prey to Alice and James' cruelty. I thought we could save them by exposing Alice and then Jasper and I along with our family would leave, taking off to parts unknown to live and explore and love.

Yes. I could do this. This was far better than watching my mate fall prey to that little twerp.

Our family, after we explained things, agreed to help save the Cullens.

"I'm just wondering if it will work." I was feeling a little doubtful but I shouldn't. I knew and trusted my love, Jasper. He would make this work.

"Do you doubt me?" He mused with a chuckle. He sounded so content.

I kissed him soundly on the lips. "Never."

"Good. Then this will work, darlin'." He held my face, staring into the depth of my eyes as he said, "Trust me."

I wanted to say yes right away but I couldn't.

"You're in doubt, darlin'." He continued softly, caressing my face. I leaned into his touch, letting it comfort me. "I can feel it."

I kissed him again. "I want this to work. I want us to go to the Cullens, tell them Alice shouldn't be trusted, tell them she will get them killed, make sure they get rid of her and then we leave."

"See? simple," Jasper said, leaning in for a kiss.

I sped out of bed before he could, knowing it would only lead to him having his way with me again. He playfully growled at me, but I ignored him and moved to get dressed. When I noticed he wasn't moving, instead he was just lying there, watching me, I asked, "Why are you just lying there? Come on, let's go hunt before we finish packing."

"Yes, ma'am." He sped from the bed and I laughed as he was dressed before I could say another word.

We left our bedroom, walking hand in hand as we went downstairs. I felt so happy. I knew Jasper was probably feeding me some of my glee but I didn't care. It felt too good. I smiled at my family and told them we would be back. They understood as Jasper and I liked to hunt alone because we would often times made love after hunting. There was just something so primal and thrilling about having my mate take me after I have fed. I loved it.

We talked about all the places we would visit while we searched for prey. I always allowed Jasper to go first. We found the scum of society and my mate rid the world of the terror they had induced. I was always supportive of him afterward. It was getting difficult to keep the emotions under control. I knew he was considering my animal diet. I was waiting on him to ask.

"Where to first?" Jasper's red eyes smiled down at me as we waltzed into the forest.

"I wanted to go everywhere and anywhere." I told him. "What are you thinking?" I smiled at him, pulling him into my arms. "I want you to pick this time."

"I think the first stop should be Paris," He sighed and then kissed me on the forehead as his strong arms encircled my waist and he began to rock us in a slow waltz. "You made me fall in love with it."

"Really?" I jumped up into his arms, kissing him long and passionately.

"Yeah, baby." He laughed. "I loved how happy you were there," he said with a smile that made my heart seemingly beat.

"Okay, and after Paris?"

"More of France, a bit more of Europe and then Asia," Jasper smiled, leaning in for another kiss. "Now let's get you huntin'."

The deer were good. I put down quite a chase to catch them, but in the end, I won and was sated. I was ready to leave now. I turned and started to walk back to the clearing I had Jasper in. He left me to hunt in peace and I had run far, but I knew he would be waiting.

Thinking back on it, I was wrong to keep my visions from him. Peter was right. I wasn't seeing straight. Jasper should have known everything from the first vision. But I thought I could protect him for a change so I didn't say anything. It was a mistake I would never make again. I would trust my mate. I would confess whatever bothered me from the moment it did. Jasper would take it from there. He was capable, strong and unyielding. No harm or sadness would ever come to me as long as I believed in him.

I was about to take off into a run, excited about our move, when a red haired female vampire stopped me. She was in a lovely dress and barefooted. She looked nervous about something, but that couldn't sway me. I stepped back, preparing to drop in a crouch. I had to be careful. We have come across some cunning vampires in the past, so if she tried anything, she would regret it. My mate taught me well.

"You have to help me," she said in distress.

"What's wrong?" I asked, but maintained my distance.

She looked around nervously, her red eyes unwilling to meet mine. "She's going to hurt me. I don't want to do this, but I don't have a choice. They're making me do it. But I know you can help me."

"Help you do what?" We have come across nomads before. Lying and begging for our help, only to have them try and destroy us because they saw us as competition. But my family was smarter and we didn't trust anyone so easily.

"They're going to be mad," she went on.

"Then run away," I offered; slowly making my way around her. This conversation needed to end.

But it didn't. The vampire focused her onyx eyes on me and I froze. I felt like stone. I could hear and see everything around me, but I couldn't move. I just stood there.

She stepped closer, looking sad. "I can't see the things you do, Bella, but I know in my heart you will be able to help me." I wanted to roar because I knew this was it. She was the one I couldn't see. She was the one helping Alice.

With this revelation, she suddenly became as clear as day to me. She was the vision. She was the threat. Alice's weapon.

I saw her with Jasper. I saw her doing this to him. Taking his memories from him. Memories of everything we held dear.

My mouth felt numb. I wanted to beg her not to do this. Plead with her. I wanted to help her so she could help me. I would do anything to protect my family. But I couldn't. I could only stand here and listen to her as she said, "I'm so sorry. But I have to. Alice will kill me if I don't do it. I don't want to die yet. I have to see them fall first. I swear to you, Bella, someday I'll find a way to get you back to Jasper. I won't let Alice win. We'll find a way out…together."

No. No. No. We were going to leave. We were going to warn the Cullens. We were going to expose Alice and leave. We were so close. So close to a peaceful forever with my mate and my family.

"No!" I was screaming on the inside. I wanted to shout every expletive I could think of at her while she apologized. I wanted to tell her that Jasper could help. I wanted to assure her he would rip James and Alice to pieces. I wanted to help her.

"I'm so sorry, Bella," she whispered, placing her hands on the sides of my head. When she looked deep into my eyes, every memory I held dear all faded away in the blink of an eye.

I opened my eyes and blinked a few times. I felt so…refreshed. I didn't know how I got here. Actually, I didn't know a whole lot. I knew what I was, just not who I was. There was a girl standing in front of me and I didn't know who she was.

"Who are you?" I said, taking in her sad expression. She seemed sorry about something. She didn't mean me any harm. Why would she? I could kill her in the second if she attacked me. I didn't know how I knew that, but I did. "I asked you a question," I reminded her.

"I'm Victoria," she said meekly. "You're my sister, Isabella, but you like to be called Isa. You love to call me Vicky, don't you remember?"

"No." I chuckled. "Why are we here?" I looked around the forest, wondering why I was there. Maybe my sister knew.

"You went hunting and James got worried so he sent me to find you. He said you were out here with your weird diet."

"My weird diet?"

"Yeah, you don't drink from humans." She explained. "You drink from animals."

"Okay." I don't know how I was supposed to feel about this James person but just the mention of his name seemed to anger me.

I wonder why?

"James wants us to go," Vicky said. "We have to skip town today. He said the Major is close."

I was going over everything she said. I don't drink from humans. I follow an animal diet. Vicky told me my eyes were golden and not red like hers. I guess when we went home I would look in a mirror. But who the hell were James and the Major? "Who's James?" I should to start there because the name just rubbed me the wrong way.

She hesitated and looked down at her feet. Suddenly, the ground was far more interesting. I lifted her chin, forcing her to look at me. "Vicky, who's the Major?"

Vicky didn't look like she wanted to say it. She looked pained. Swallowing hard, she spoke gravelly, "James is our maker. We have to go before he comes."

"Who? James?"

"No, the Major. James is protecting you from him," she deadpanned and I didn't like it. It sounded rehearsed. Then again, maybe she was tired of reminding me of things. I probably bugged her a lot for information. I felt no need to distrust her even if I didn't remember anything.

Vicky said we had to leave so we took off. After running for a while, I stopped us because I wanted to know more. Maybe something will jog my memory.

"Who's the Major?"

Vicky looked scared when I mentioned the name. "He's one of the most feared vampires out of the South." She chuckled nervously. Really? Wow. Who was this guy?

"And?" I wanted her to tell me more. I should know about who we were running from. Shouldn't I?

"He fought in the vampire wars under a powerful maker named Maria." Vicky shared. "She ruled over countless territories with the Major's help."

"Wow." He sounded terrifying. "What does he want with me? With us?"

Vicky met my eyes with sadness. "He and his coven killed our family."

"Why?" I asked, though I couldn't remember this family.

"I don't know."

"But you must!" I drawled. I stopped and held my throat. Just noticing my own accent and a lack there of from Vicky. "Am I from the South?"

"Yes," Vicky looked around quickly and said. "In fact, you and the Major knew each other as humans. Maria changed him because she wanted a powerful soldier to teach her newborns. But over time, she lost control of the Major and he defeated her."

"He killed his maker?" I was surprised to hear that. "Who is this vampire?"

"Yes." Vicky replied. "He's very powerful and can be very terrifying."

"I still don't get what our family has to do with this."

Vicky looked around again. Maybe she was watching out for this Major. The weird thing was, at the mention of him, I didn't feel angry. Like I did when she mentioned James. I almost growled at my own damn self for even thinking his name. Apparently, I didn't like this James at all. We probably just around him for protection. I hoped I wasn't involved with him. That would be disgusting! My skin was crawling just thinking about the possibility.

But unlike James, when I thought of this Major, I felt like there was nothing for me to fear from him. In fact, I felt like I should be seeking him out.

What the hell? What was going on with me?

When Vicky faced me again, there was a sly smile on her face. It was like she was about to share a secret with me. "You see, you and the Major were in love as humans." Oh! That's why I felt drawn to him. "While James was working for the Major's maker and when she realized she couldn't rule him anymore, she ordered your death."

"Don't you mean our death?" Was my sister lying to me? Was there something she neglecting to share with me. She looked like she got caught when I said that.

She skipped over that part. "Isa, I have to do this. You have to let James think he can protect us from the Major. You said to trust you. You said we'll escape soon."

"Fine, so why are we…" I started.

"We have to let James think we believe him." She stressed. "We can't survive on our own."

She wasn't wrong about letting this James think whatever we wanted him to think, but I wasn't sure about the 'not being able to survive on our own' part. Somehow I knew that was wrong. I felt like I could. But I couldn't remember anything. Why?

"Why can't I remember?"

Vicky scoffed and laughed mirthlessly. "You tried to find the Major by yourself and came across his…mate," she spat. "She's a vicious, manipulative bitch. She made a vampire wipe your memory even though they didn't want to." Was she apologizing for this vampire?

"Sounds like we have no hope." I voiced though I didn't truly believe that. "Maybe we should just let this James protect us."

"No!" Vicky hissed. Hmm…interesting. I might not remember a whole lot at the moment but I knew my sister was not a fan of this James person. "We can't. We can do it. You're strong and you said we were going to find a way to escape and get help from the Major. He was in love with you, he might still be in love with you, this mate he has, Alice, she isn't…"

"She isn't what?"

My sister seemed flustered and angry. She hated these people. "I don't know…I just know if we can get him to listen to us, to remember his love for you, then he'll help."

"You said he killed our family. Why would I want his help? He would probably kill us too."

"He won't!" She seemed very sure about this.

"He killed my family and he loves me?"

What the hell?

"He won't. He loves you." Vicky pleaded. "We just have to wait a little longer. His so called mate Alice keeps a close eye on him. We have to wait until the time is right."

"You said I just tried to get to him and I ended up losing my memory." I reminded her.

"Yeah," she said nervously.

"Well then maybe I should be mindful of approaching this Major." I added. Vicky looked like I was painting her into a corner. So I continued, watching her become even more rattled. "I don't think I should go near him again."

"But…"

I went on like she hadn't spoken because it seemed weird to me. "How do you even know about what this vampire did to me? When did it happen?"

"I know because I'm gifted too. It happened a few days ago."

"When we tried to contact this Major?" I asked, trying to understand the situation.

"Yes."

"And his 'mate' found out and got my memory erased?"

"Yes."

"What about James? You said he wants to leave."

She smirked. "You'll convince him not to."

"Is he afraid of me?"

"Yeah," she said with a hint of admiration in her tone. "Just use your gifts on him."

I had gifts or abilities like her. I wonder... "What are my gifts?"

"You were clairvoyant when it came to your mate." How did she know that? Then again, she was my sister, right? "You also have an incredible offensive shield."

"Offensive? You mean I attack?" I asked her.

"Viciously if you want to." She smiled at that. "And don't worry about your memories. I'll help you regain it over time, but we can't let James know."

"Is he working with this Alice?" I had a feeling he was.

"Yes."

"Why do they do whatever it is they do?" I had a feeling James and this Alice, the Major's mate, were up to something he didn't know about.

I felt like Vicky knew everything and I wanted answers.

Vicky looked like she wanted to cry as she spoke about them. "I can't stand them. They destroy things. They destroy lives."

"Why not find the Major and tell him?"

"He won't believe us." Why wouldn't he? I didn't ask her this. I would play this her way for a while. I didn't have a choice as yet since I couldn't remember anything definite about my life before she found me out here in the woods. "We have to do it my way. Alice can't see you coming. She needs to believe she's won for this to work and hopefully, I can save him too." I didn't think she was talking about this Major anymore. Not with that slight gleam and then the sadness I saw in her eyes. This was someone she cared for. Apparently he was falling victim to whatever game James and the Major's mate was playing.

"Who?"

She smiled shyly before she returned her full attention to me. "My mate. I want to save him and his family. You'll be fine, Isa. I'll make sure of it."

My sister took my hand and we ran off. She was being careful with where we headed as we made our way back to James'. I asked her along the way what she was looking around for, and she said it was nothing. She tried to reassure herself by adding she didn't know why she was worried anyways since she had masked our scent. She promised me again that we would find a way to leave James and get the Major's help. She was so insistent, wanting me to trust her.

I didn't. But I would see what the future held.