Jasper was out hunting with Emmett and Edward. I took this as an opportunity to face my fears and open the box that held the contents of my past. Or whatever small remnants of it I had.

I held it in my hands merely staring at it. How would this change me? Would it help or would it deepen my depression?

Many people would not understand the importance of this box. This small tangible memento of a life I had experienced that I would probably never fully understand or know. In a way it was a passage to my childhood. A time that was supposed to be joyous and carefree, but I feared that for me it had been the complete opposite.

Jasper and I had been happy for years. More than happy. Two people, well, vampires, deeply in love for years and for more and more to come. We had eternity and we were grateful for that. How then, would it be possible to have experienced that much joy as a human?

I knew that Rosalie suffered with this life because she could remember every distinct detail of her human life. But me, what did I have to remember but sadness? Surely it wouldn't matter to me that I could never be human. But for some reason it did. I wanted to be human to prove them wrong. To prove her wrong. My mother.

I wanted to be able to have a baby with Jasper, and raise it as best as possible, and never give it away or fake its death. I wanted to be able to go to bed at night knowing that I had accomplished all of my goals for the day.

It wasn't so much that I wanted to age and die as Rosalie did. I just wanted to do what my parents never did. I wanted to give life to someone else and watch them succeed. Watch all of their dreams come true, and see them accomplish all their short term and long term goals. I craved to put that A+ paper up on a fridge, and smile at it every time I went to prep dinner for my family.

I was content with Jasper, and I knew that I always would be, but a part of me sought after being human. To prove them wrong. To show them that I wasn't crazy. To show them that I would listen to my children and never think my social status was more important than their well being.

I pulled a small chain out of the box and examined it. It was a beautiful, gold, heart-shaped locket, very similar to the one that Bella had gotten for Nessie. In elegant script on the back it said, "believe". This made the venom in my eyes burn slightly. Someone in my past had believed me, and was encouraging me to keep my visions up. They supported me. I hoped that it was my father, and I felt that it was.

I fastened the locket around my neck and smiled down at it. Part of my longing disappeared. I already felt closer to my past than I had in years.

That's when it hit me.

The little girl was sitting in the makeshift office, but she looked different. Her head had been shaved, and it seemed to have begun to grow back, but was only about 3 inches long.

"Mary."

"Yes, Charles?" she asked, looking up from the small cot she sat on

"I know it's difficult for you because of the surgery, but can you draw what you just saw in your vision?"

"I can tr-try." She stuttered

"Quickly, Mary. There isn't much time."

Her hand shook as she drew with the piece of charcoal along a sketch pad. The drawing was a man who's features were utterly beautiful but very nomadic looking.

Her trembling hand gave the notebook to him.

"It's just as I suspected. How soon?"

"A f-few minutes, Charles."

"Can you give me any more details, Mary? I know it's hard, but please, it's very important for my safety as well as yours."

"He will e-enter through the door of the g-girls ward. He will come to this room. V-very quickly. Fa-faster than humanly p-possible."

"Mary put this on." He directed her, tossing his faded lab coat at her

"W-why?"

"To hide your scent."

The girl shrugged, and slid the coat over her faded nightgown.

There was a loud crash, and a soft yelp from a little girl.

Then a man entered the office and smirked at Charles.

"Back so soon?" Charles sighed

"Just for a little visit, my friend. I see you're getting along with the new one."

"If you would give it a chance, you'd find that humans make quite interesting companions."

"I'll never understand your ways or your diet."

"You don't have to. But I do it to keep my job."

"Ch-charles?"

"Yes, Mary?"

"M-may I go back to th-the dorm?"

"Of course." He smiled, turning on the fan so that the other children could not hear his conversation with the strange man

Mary, thinking she was doing the right thing, handed the lab coat back to Charles.

"No!" he practically shouted

Before she could process that she had done something wrong, the strange man from her vision was breathing in deeply and commenting on what he smelled.

"Delicious. Like nothing I've ever smelled before."

Charles stepped between the man and Mary.

"No. Leave her be. She's just a child."

"That's the way that you see it, Charles. But not me." He grinned, licking his lips in anticipation

"Please." Charles begged, "Not her."

"There's nothing you can do to stop me."

"There is, actually." He smirked

Charles grabbed Mary, and bit into the flesh of her neck.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, before moving to bite her ankles and wrists

"Go." Charles commanded

"You may have saved her but not yourself." The man laughed, grabbing Charles before biting into his neck and tearing his head off

The room was silent, except for the girls pants and moans of pain.

The strange man continued to rip Charles apart, limb by limb.

He collected the pieces, and smiled down at the girl.

"Our paths will cross again one day, and you will rue that day. That day you will remember who saved you and you'll wish that I had killed you then. Instead you'll spend eternity wishing we'd never met. You have a very nice, mouth-watering scent. You should be proud. See you around, Mary." He laughed, before running out of the room.

"James." I breathed, as my eyes re-focused

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