(Alice's Point of View)

"What do we do now?" I asked, breaking the silence.

Bella shifted uncomfortably on Edward's lap. I had Edward bring her here since she deserved to know about Morgan's…escapade.

"I just can't believe it…" Bella whispered.

I looked up at her, smiling sadly and nodding.

"She never really did seem the type to…flee." Jasper muttered.

"I know what you mean. But, I guess she just grew to miss Damien so much. It was more than she could handle so she just...left."

Rosalie sighed.

"Should we go after her...?" Bella asked.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"I just remember the faraway look in her eyes as she drove away. Her heart was breaking. And, who even knows what they're doing to Damien over there." I said.

Bella wiped her eyes a little bit. Edward looked at her sympathetically. "It's alright..." he murmured to her.

Morgan…please don't put yourself into danger. We'll all be saddened if you… get hurt. I couldn't bear to think of the word die. It wouldn't be possible for Morgan to die. But…she was half vampire. She was still vulnerable.

She couldn't put up a real fight against the Volturi—new born or not.

I suddenly got an idea. Maybe we could just track, like monitor Morgan! Not follow her, so she didn't go ballistic, but, make sure she was safe. And if she needed help, we'd intervene.

I really don't know why we didn't go just help her, protect her, but…it was her battle to fight. Not ours.

"Does anyone know where any of Morgan's most important things are? Like…that charm bracelet of hers? I guess a t-shirt or jeans or something would work, too, but the vision wouldn't be as strong."

"I think she took it with her…" Rosalie said.

"I'm going up to her room." I said, trudging up the steps.

"I'll help!" Bella and Rose said in unison.

I smiled and nodded.

Just be careful, Morgan. Remember, you're important to us, too.

(Morgan's Point of View)

After a long flight, getting a rental car, I stood before Volterra. I gulped, but proceeded. Nothing, and I mean nothing will stop me from getting my husband back. Nothing.

"Morgan. It's about time. I thought you weren't going to come," I heard Jane's sickeningly high voice ring out from the walls of Volterra. I glared at her, as she put the hood on her cloak down.

"Did you miss Damien?" she said, sticking her lower lip out to mock me.

"Where is he?!" I demanded.

"He's in the Great Hall. With Aro, Caius and Marcus. Don't disturb them, if you know what's good for you." She said.

The Great Hall? I know where that is! I just have to see him…and everything will be okay! Right…?

"Oh, and Morgan? He doesn't love you anymore."

As I was walking past her to get to the Great Hall's entrance, I froze.

"E-Excuse me?"

"Didn't I tell you? We have a new guard member! He has the power to erase minds! Isn't that exciting?" She said, giggling hysterically.

"So, now Damien doesn't know who you are! And, even better, Damien and I are getting married! So he doesn't want anything to do with you, got it?" her voice became low and hostile.

All of a sudden, Damien walked out of the Great Hall.

I stopped breathing.

Damien…! It really was him! The person I was waiting to see for so long…

"Hello, love," he said, smiling.

"Damien! It really is you!" I whispered happily.

But…I realized something. Damien, when he spoke, was talking to Jane. Not me.

"Damien? It's me, Morgan!"

He looked at me with dull eyes.

"Oh. Morgan. You're not going to be a nuisance and try to destroy this wedding, are you? And Jane, I didn't think you would invite her." He said.

"Damien…?! What're you talking about? Why are you saying you're getting married to Jane? You're my husband! Not hers!" I cried.

He glared at me, his eyes hostile and cold.

My heart was breaking. I felt it in my chest.

"What are you talking about? We're not married, Morgan. Don't be absurd. Why would I marry you of all people?"

"Why did you change, Damien? Why?! You were my forever, my soul mate! How could you just…how could you just throw our love away?!" I yelled.

"Please stop spouting nonsense, Morgan. I'm not in love with you, nor will I ever be. Please stop being such a pest and quit bothering us. We have a wedding to plan." He slid his arm over Jane's shoulder.

"Excuse me," Jane said, sticking out her tongue at me.

The two walked off.

I fell to me knees, shaking and sobbing.

"W-why Damien? Why?! How could you do this to me?!" I whispered.

I knew that I'd never meet the Damien I once loved again. It was a distant memory—and illusion. Damien would never truly be mine and I knew I had to accept that. Jane was his lover now and it was time for me to move on. Maybe…maybe this was the way it was all supposed to play out. Damien would end up with Jane and I'd be…alone. I could accept it, I really could, sure, my heart would hurt, too. But…maybe, just maybe, if Damien is happy…then I can find some peace in that.

But, then again…I know I can't live without him. It would be living a mediocre and useless life. And…I wouldn't enjoy one day of it without Damien.

Maybe I…maybe I should just return home. Or…there was always a second route. One that, if Damien—the one I loved—were still here, he'd not approve of. Killing me seemed to be the answer. Quitting this life could be the ideal answer. When I was still human, I never fully understood why someone would try to commit suicide. To me then, it seemed a stupid, totally idiotic solution to problems. But now…I understand it a little bit more than I did before. What drives them to do it? Different things. Heartbreak, death…differs from person to person.

But, they all have the same motive. To end their misery.

That's all I wanted to do! Stop suffering from day to day…make it all stop!

Was that too much to ask? I would have to thank the Cullens, though, for taking me into their household, treating me like a sibling, a child… I could officially call them my family now. I hated to hurt them in this way, now…but…without Damien? Life wasn't worth living anymore. I give up. I give in. Make it end. Please make it end!!

(Alice's Point of View)

"Oh no!" I cried, my eyes opened.

"What is it?" Edward asked.

"Damien…doesn't remember her anymore!"

"What?! How's that possible?!" Bella cried.

"Apparently, a new member of the Volturi can erase memories. So…he brain-wiped Damien." I explained.

"No!" Bella cried.

Rose shot me a look of despair.

"What's she going to do about it?" Emmett asked, his tone was grave and serious.

"She's going to…kill herself…" I whispered, shaking my head unbelievingly.

"No! Morgan? Morgan can't! She just can't!" Bella cried.

"She's coming back, though. To tell us thanks. But then…she's going to…"

"I don't wanna hear it!" Bella said, shaking her head.

I sighed and nodded. I shut my eyes and tried to concentrate. Based on her current decision, Morgan was heading back here. We had to convince her not to kill herself! I don't really know what was going through her mind—but whatever it was, it was not rational! The Morgan we all knew was a cheerful fun-loving girl! How could one bad decision turn her like this? It made no sense at all!

For hours and hours we sat around, on edge, nervous about Morgan's arrival.

"She's here!" I gasped, bolting upright from my relaxed position on the couch.

Bella gulped.

Edward put his arm around her shoulder and kissed her cheek.

"E-everyone? Are you guys here…?" I saw Morgan tentatively make her way into the living room where we were all sitting.

"Morgan…hi…" I said.

"Wait! Before you say anything, hear me out, alright?" she said.

I sighed and nodded.

"Because I do intend to execute my plan, but before I do, I want to thank you all.

(Morgan's Point of View)

I'm so sorry! If I could only reverse things…so none of this pain, loss, and suffering ever happened, we could all be a long family again! But…Damien is my everything—my other half. I thought.

I took a deep breath.

"First of all, I'd like to thank Carlisle and Esme. You two are parents to me. Carlisle, you took me in when I didn't even know what was happening to myself and helped me even though you didn't know me. You are the best father a person could ever have. And Esme, I now consider you as my mother. You took me shopping," I smiled at the thought, "and showed me things I know my mother wouldn't have ever told me. Alice, Rosalie, Bella…my best friends who I also consider my sisters; thank you for making me smile and laugh when I thought I'd never be able to.

"Edward, Jasper, and Emmett…you're basically my brothers. How you always tease me and make me feel better…thank you."

I sighed sadly.

"If only Damien were here, I know he'd be as happy as I was. But, I can't live without him. And I—"

"Carlisle?" There was a knock on the door.

I hissed and seethed silently.

Who could be out there right now?!

"Come in…" Carlisle said in a confused tone.

"Carlisle!" A man stepped in.

"Aro?!" Alice whispered.

"Ah, Aro. We meet again, I see. What gives us the pleasure?"

What gives us the displeasure? I thought broodingly.

Edward shot me a look.

I rolled my eyes and shrugged and turned to face the wall.

"Jane wanted to visit you now that she and Damien are happily married." Aro explained.

I felt as if I had just been kicked in the gut.

W-what?! They were married now?! This is wrong! This wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, WRONG!

I looked at Damien and Jane—who'd just walked through the door—in despair. It couldn't be true! It just couldn't!!

"Carlisle," Damien said, nodding.

"Hello, Damien." Carlisle said civilly.

"Hello everyone!!" Jane said, smiling.

Damien grinned at her.

The way he looks at her…it's…is that expression affection?! No! It can't be! Damien couldn't be persuaded that much to be actually in love with Jane! It's not possible!

"Damien…?" I whispered.

He looked at me coldly.

"What is it that you want, Morgan?"

"Why? Why?!" I cried.

"What are you talking about?!" he said.

I walked up to him; my eyes began to tear up.

"How could you do this to me?!" I screamed.

"Morgan, have you gone insane?"

Bella was sobbing into Edward's shoulder, pitying me.

"No! You have! Don't you remember all that we went through together? Do you remember any of it?!"

Jane snickered.

"Our first kiss? Our first date? When you were taken away from me because you were ordered to kill me but you knew you couldn't?! Why don't you remember anymore, Damien!? Why?!" I sobbed.

"Are you delusional?" he asked skeptically.

"I hate you, Damien!!" I slapped him and ran out the back door of the house, sobbing uncontrollably.

(Damien's Point of View)

What was Morgan's problem anyway? She was never special to me, so why is she getting all worked up and crying? Then she slapped me! But…I can't help and think that I'm forgetting something…

"I think I'm going to go talk to her…"

I had to see why she was so upset.

"But, D-Damien!" Jane cried.

"It's alright. I'll be back in a bit."

I walked out the way Morgan had just exited.

She was sobbing under a tree in the rain.

Her chest was heaving from crying so much.

"Why are you getting so upset?" I asked.

She looked up at me.

"You wouldn't understand."

I sat down next to her cautiously, in case she tried anything.

"You won't remember." She said.

(Morgan's Point of View)

Why was he here? To make me cry again?

"Just hear me out without interrupting, okay?"

He nodded.

"We were married. But Jane was going to go on a rampage unless she spent a little time with you. You said you'd be back soon, so I agreed. But, apparently while you were away, a new member of the Volturi appeared. He could erase minds."

"Fang?"

I shrugged.

"He erased all your memories of me and Jane put the thoughts into your mind that you were in love with her. And now…you don't remember me."

Damien stayed silent for a moment.

"It would make sense…but you have no proof."

"I just know that I'll never have you now, so I'm giving up. After the Volturi leaves I'm going to die."

"What do you mean?"

I laughed humorlessly. "I'm going to kill myself."

"You really are insane! How do you know you're the one that hasn't been memory wiped?"

"I know I haven't. All I really do know is that I love you, Damien. And I always will, forever. Nothing will ever change that."

Everything that happened next was blurry, since I was crying.

I remember grabbing him and kissing him. And I even think he may've kissed me back. I heard Jane scream from inside and burst out the doors and took Damien from me. I was staring helplessly at him as he gazed mesmerized down at me.

"C'mon, Damien, we should leave." Jane said.

He broke out of her grasp.

"Morgan…" he whispered.

I looked away.

"I can't believe I…I forgot."

My head whipped back around and stared at him.

He helped me up and placed his hand on my cheek.

"I'm sorry, love. But… I remember everything now." He smiled at me, then turned his head and glared at Jane.

"D-Damien! You're my husband!" Jane shouted.

"I was hers first." He said seriously.

I smiled.

He…he remembered! My beloved Damien was back!

"Damien!!" I cried, burying my face in the shoulder of his shirt.

"It's okay now, Morgan. I'll never let you go ever again." He whispered.

"MORGAN!" Jane screamed.

"Leave, Jane. Go back to Volterra. Now." Damien said angrily.

"For what you did to her…that's just sick and disgusting. I really don't know what exactly triggered it, but, after she kissed me again it all came back. You can't just tell a person who they're going to love, Jane. That's wrong."

The Cullens were gathered outside along with the Volturi.

Jane looked like she was going to pop a vein and with one murderous glare at Damien and I she said to Aro, "I want to leave. Now."

The Volturi left and I was surrounded by the happy squeals of joy from Rose, Alice and Bella. Carlisle and Esme smiled happily and the boys were grinning.

A perfect happy ending.

But…

I knew that our adventure wasn't over yet. I just knew somehow it wasn't. But for now, I'd live in the present. I kissed Damien and laughed happily.

I really love Damien.