Everything I had been living for these last few decades shattered before my eyes. Emmett was supposed to be the one who would explain, make it all better, even if he was an old man, I would have stayed with him till the end. If he had been dead, I would have found some way to join him. When I found out he was a vampire too, I was going to be more than I had ever dreamed, and we could have spent forever together. Now, he was there. Standing perfectly within my reach. Yet so far out of it. In a way, it would have been easier if he had just died.

"Evelyn?" Emmett asked, his voice sounding worried.

I didn't want to meet this Rose. Seeing her would just set this nightmare in stone. I had to get out. I flew out the house, desperately trying to escape. It wasn't real. This was just one of my meditations gone too far, in a few moment's I would snap out of it and continue my search for Emmett. I would find an old man, and spend his last few years with him till he died, then I would follow suit.

I leant my head against a tree and laughed out loud. What a funny dream I had conjured up.

"Evelyn," Emmett's voice called.

I must be getting very good at these dreams, I'm imagining his voice perfectly now. Listen to all the concern in his voice. Hear how much he loves me.

"Evelyn!" a hand grabbed my shoulder.

Look at his face, he looks so concerned. He loves me so much.

"Evelyn. Look I'm sorry I never told you before. I wasn't sure what to say," he said, holing me shoulders to keep me from swaying.

I laughed, "Tell me what?"

"About Rose, that I was married," he said, confusion across his adorable face.

"Don't be silly. It was just one of my memories gone a little wrong," I smiled.

"No Evelyn. It was real. I'm married. I'm married to Rose," he shook me a little.

"Don't be so silly Emmett…" I laughed again; the sound was so strained, like a laugh ready to snap.

"Stop it! Evelyn, I barely remember you. I'm sorry, but I don't love you now," he said, softly.

Don't be ridiculous. Of course he loves you.

He sounds serious. Why would he love you? You've been gone for decades. He can't even remember you. You don't mean as much to him as he does to you…

Of course I do. He remembered me once I told him about the stars. I spent years looking for him. How could he not love me? He'll realise that I'm much better for him and leave Rose and we'll be happy…

You know that never happens in real life Evelyn. Hardly everyone gets their happy ending. Think about your sister. Was that the end she wanted…

Shut up! Never mention that to me. The monster that did that is long dead, I killed her. I denied her lust for blood and killed her…

She isn't dead Evelyn. She's still you.

You can't have Emmett. You're still a monster.

You have nothing to live for.

I fluttered my eyes open. It was dark. I was at the bottom of the tree, Emmett had his arm round me.

A gesture of friendship. Not love Evelyn.

"So you've come back," Emmett muttered.

You know what to do now. It's the only option that's left.

"Yeah. Sorry. Battling my conscience. Can we just…talk please," I pleaded.

"About what?" Emmett asked.

"Anything," I shrugged.

"Ok, well. Who was the vampire who changed you? Maybe we know him. Maybe he didn't mean to hurt you. We could find him and you could speak to him…" he started.

"He's.., he's dead," I answered, I had forgotten all about my brief moment of anger. That first while was such a strange jumble of memories, and I didn't tend to delve in in fear of the memory of my sister.

"What? How do you know that?" he asked.

"I killed him. After what I did to my sister. I got so mad, I just…tore his head off," I recalled.

Emmett groaned.

"What?" I asked.

"I really hope some other vampire found him and finished him off. You have to burn them after. Or they stay like that, alive," he explained, with a tone of disgust.

"You know this how?" I asked, trying to hide the curiosity that had just sparked within me.

"We had a rather big fight with some vampires quite a lot of years ago. It was here actually, we left when it became obvious we weren't aging. But we're back now everyone that knew us is gone," he explained.

"Oh, I didn't think you could kill vampires, but I guess if I did. There must be a way," I said, hoping for further information.

"Well, I suppose it would have helped that you were a new born and you had a lot more strength. But yes, you can kill vampires. Have to be one yourself mind you. A human wouldn't have even a fraction of the strength needed. Werewolves do though. We have werewolf friends who helped us in that fight," he explained.

That's all you needed. Vampires can be killed. Now do it.

"Emmett. I think I have to leave. I can't stay here after…all this," I said softly.

"I understand," he sighed, "I'm really sorry Evelyn. After all this time you spent looking for me. I feel horrible."

"It's fine Emmett. I'll find something else to pass the next couple hundred years," I chuckled.

"You're more than welcome to visit us," he told me as we stood up.

"Thank you," I smiled.

I reached up, and gave him a small kiss on the lips.

"Goodbye," I whispered, before taking off through the woods.

You have the information you need. Now do it.

You won't be alone for much longer now.