Chapter 10
I do not own Twilight in any way.
A/N - This is it! The last chapter of this fic!
Over the next few days, the vampires started leaving.
Pretty soon, only the Denali Coven was left.
"I'm sorry about Irina", Sarena told Tanya and Kate. She had never been particularly close with Irina.
"Thank you", Kate said.
"Are you sure you don't want to come home?" Carmen asked her.
"I want to thank you for everything you've done for me. Without you, I wouldn't have this new life and I think it's time I finally started living it", she told them, looking up at Garrett.
Kate and Tanya hugged her.
"I hope you find what you're looking for", Tanya told her.
"Please come visit from time to time", Eleazar said as he hugged her.
"I'll…we'll try", Sarena said slipping her small hand into Garrett's.
In a second, the Denali Coven was gone, on their way back to Alaska.
"Are you okay?" Garrett asked her.
"It kinda hurts to see them go. I mean, they were my family for two years", Sarena said.
"And it's not really goodbye", Garrett told her.
Sarena nodded.
"So, where to now?" he asked her.
Sarena jumped and wrapped her arms and legs around him. "Where do you wanna go?" she asked him.
"Well, I hear New Orleans is a nice city for vampires and Mardi Gras is coming up…" Garrett told her.
"Sounds perfect", she said. She leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his lips.
*4 months later*
Sarena rolled over in bed, finding Garrett gone.
The sun had gone down, so she suspected he had gone out to find them breakfast.
She had surprisingly adapted well to feeding on willing humans. She had been opposed to it at first, but she and Garrett had come to an agreement.
He had spent the last few months feeding on animals, so she had to at least try it for it to be fair.
She never fed directly from them though.
Garrett would find the human, feed, then slit their wrists and let the blood drip into a thermos and bring it back to her.
Sarena had been fascinated by her eyes when they had returned to the ruby red color they had started out as.
There was a knock at the door.
"Yes?" she called.
"Package for Mrs. Denali", the concierge said.
She smiled. She had chosen the last name to honor her adoptive family…and because Garrett couldn't remember his last name from when he was human. "Thank you. Leave it on the mat", she said. She heard him set the package down and walk away. She got up and opened the door a crack. She grabbed the package and shut the door. She set the package down on the bed and looked at the return address.
Volterra, Italy.
Sarena ripped open the package and found a velvet pouch and a letter. She opened the letter.
My dearest Sarena,
I hope this letter finds you well. I suspect you are wondering why I have sent you this. My dear Athendora has moved on and this piece was one of her favorites. Looking at it only causes me pain and sadness, so I have passed it onto you. As much as it pains me to live out the remainder of my immortal life alone, I hope this will bring you happiness and as a friend, I wish you only happiness and love.
Sincerely, Caius
"What's that?" Garrett's voice asked Sarena, startling her.
She had been concentrating so much on the letter that she hadn't heard him come in. "A letter from Caius", she told him, "He also sent this". She held out the small velvet pouch to him. "I don't want to touch it just yet", Sarena said.
Garrett opened the pouch and pulled out a ruby studded hair comb.
Sarena gasped.
It was gorgeous.
Garrett stood behind her and gathered her hair up, securing it with the comb.
Garrett looked down at her and petted her hair. "It matches your eyes", he told her.
She smiled up at him.
"Are you hungry?" he asked her.
"Starving", Sarena said taking the thermos from him.
They made their way out onto the balcony.
Sarena stared down at the streets below, bustling with people. She thought back on the past year. She was thankful for all of it. She was thankful Bella had married Edward and had Renesmee, because without her she never would have met Garrett.
Even though he was centuries older than her, she loved him with all her heart.
Maybe that saying was right.
Only the good die young.
