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Chapter 10.

It was just Peter, Charlotte and I. It would be that way for the next twenty years and I would miss Jasper every day. We each received a letter from him about a year after he left, but none after that. Mine read this:

Dear Clara,

Am I in the woods? No, but I have given up human blood for the most part. I've actually met a coven of animal drinkers. You would like them. The father of the Coven is Carlisle Cullen, a vampire who was turned during the middle ages and learned about animal blood just as you did. He is a very kind man, in fact, he is a human doctor! Imagine! He has to be around human blood all day! He says he has resisted for so long he is no longer tempted. I hope the same comes to you. Carlisle says that your brown eyes are a result of your drinking animal blood, but that will be the only change you will see. Everyone in the coven has brown eyes. They are the color of liquid gold just after they eat and darken as they get hungrier until they reach black. As I expected it is far harder for me than the others who have either had limited exposure to human blood or have not had it at all.

In addition to Carlisle are his wife Esme, his "sons" Edward and Emmett, and Rosalie, Emmett's wife and Carlisle's "daughter" (all of these he turned, but only on the brink of death).

At this point I was thinking two things. First, how could he claim he didn't want to be around people because of the emotions, and then go and join another coven? A larger coven at that! Second, how could Carlisle be so good in regards to drinking animal blood, and even healing humans, and yet turn so many? Even on the brink of death it is not acceptable. Death is better than being a vampire right? But if that were so why had I not gone to Volterra and had myself killed yet? I shook my head and read on as if my answers would lie further on in the letter.

I have also done the second thing I set out to do. I have found the love of my life. Her name is Alice and she is what allows me to exist amongst so many vampires. I actually met her the day I left you and despite all the sadness and hurt I was feeling she shone through the darkness like the beacon of a lighthouse.

Because I do not have a proper picture for you I will describe her in great detail. She is very short, about the same height as Charlotte; she's very much like a pixie or fairy of some sort in the way she moves, so graceful, yet full of energy and spirit. She already has the brown eyes of the other Cullens as she has not had an accident since we came to them. Her hair is a little darker than yours, short, and kind of spiky, but she can't remember why this is. She can't remember anything from before she was a vampire. Still, even in her gloomiest mood she is a ray of sunshine to me, even if she is a bit of a pistol.

The other thing about Alice is that she can see the future. It is her gift. This is how I knew where to send these letters to as she saw you moving into this residence and receiving the letters. She says the future is constantly changing as people change their mind about things, and that nothing is absolutely set. You may not even get this letter which would sadden me, but I am writing another copy to give to you in person in that case. Also enclosed in here are your documents, redone to fit your original name as I am no longer posing as your husband, and also to fit your eye color.

In regards to your baby, Carlisle says that he would have you come up here and take it out, but he doesn't know how he would do it. He's been testing metals ever since I told him about you, but none of them cut vampire flesh, so we will have to continue to wait. If he does find something, I will come find you and bring you here. I think you would like it a lot, everyone is very nice and we all get along well.

Well, Alice is calling me now. Something about I have to tell her how she looks on some outfit. As if I'll say anything besides that she looks beautiful. I hope you're well and having a good time with Peter and Charlotte and that they haven't driven you crazy yet, haha. I miss you and I'll continue to write you everyday, but I'll just save the letters since you'll be moving around a lot. If you stay in one place write me (the address is on the envelope, we don't move around a lot). By the next time you see me my eyes will be brown like yours, I promise!

Love,

Jasper

After reading it three or four times to make sure it was all true, I carefully folded the letter again and put it back in the envelope. I took that and tucked it in my first photo album. The other albums were pretty, they had me and Charlotte and Peter in them, but none would be as special as my first one with Linda, Stella, and Robert.

His letter gave me so much to think about. Could this Carlisle Cullen really take my baby out? Would I even want him to take my baby out? It had been a part of me for so long. It would be nice to be around vampires who had the same tastes as me though. Charlotte rarely accompanied me on my hunting trips now and I spent far more time alone, between being excommunicated from the hotel room and hunting, than I had before. Of course, we met other covens. We had been almost everywhere in Charlotte's eagerness to show me the world. They were mostly nomads like us, but there were a few places where they were set up, Volterra, Romania, Egypt, Ireland, but none of the vampires I met drank animal blood. The only vampires I knew of that did were the elusive Cullens, who we never seemed to run into, and a coven in Alaska many referred to as the Denali clan as they asked me which coven I was from.

Each time they asked it became increasingly clear. I was not from a coven. First I had been with Randall, and we were nomads. I was currently with Peter and Charlotte, we were nomads. I realized a longing I hadn't noticed, a longing to call one place home for more than a few days, to settle down somewhere and stop living in hotels, at least for a while, to not have to hide from the humans because of my thirst. Yes there were occasionally humans who were so alluring that I would have lunged at them immediately had it not been for Charlotte and Peter holding me back, but those were becoming increasingly rare.

Still, that wouldn't be possible because of the baby. I looked as incredibly pregnant as I was before I was turned. People were always asking me when I was going to have her, even vampires. Because Jasper was no longer with us, I had to make up stories of where the father was. Usually, since our alibi was usually that we were travelling, my excuse would be that I had gone to visit them and that we were travelling to my home where my husband was. If we were asking for something, I told them the father had died, which was true, to gain their sympathy.

As ultrasounds became increasingly common people wanted to know what gender the baby was so they wouldn't call her "it" and enrage me (not that I would be enraged). Usually, because I believed so myself, I said the baby was a girl and that we were going to name her Christine. I picked Christine because that was Robert's favorite name, and we would have likely named her that anyway. For a boy we likely would have gone with Liam. The vampire named Liam that we had met in Ireland liked this a lot; he was convinced the baby was going to be a boy.

Every once in a while I thought about what she might be doing were she still alive. Once she was going to her first day of kindergarten, then she was having a sleep over with her friends, then she was going off to high school and Robert was teaching her to drive, she was dating boys and going to school dances, and then she was going to college. In some of my daydreams she had even gotten engaged and married! Not in real life. In real life she was still a little baby, not even born yet, frozen that way for twenty-three years years. Twenty-three years is quite some time for a human, and yet for me, for her, it was like nothing.

Okay, so I may or may not get a chapter up tomorrow as I've been a little busy lately. The next chapter will probably be the last for a while because I'll be out of town next week, but I will begin posting again as soon as I get back (this is good because I'm a little stuck plotwise). Well I hope you enjoyed it (if you did say so!)

Hufflepuffbrunette :)