I'm so sorry I had to get rid of John in the last chapter but it had to be done, maybe I might start his own seperate story when i'm finished this?

P.S, id like to dedicate this chapter to LookingAfterEdwardsHeart, because she has reviewed this story several times when no one else would. thank you!

Mícheál's POV

"I'm truly sorry Emma, I couldn't stop you in time, and he was already bleeding too much. She looked like she was being tortured. I knew that adopting a human child would be trouble, but I would do anything for my dear Emma. She was so like her ancestor Róisín, in almost every way. She was beautiful, kind, generous, and not to mention a temper to match.

'He would have died anyway'.

I knew my mistake as soon as I said it. She changed her mood in a flash, from absolute despair to complete fury. Although she was no longer a newborn, she still couln't contain her anger. She lunged for my neck but I dived out of the way just in time. She snarled at me. She actually snarled at me! I knew I was in trouble.

I just couldn't bring myself to restrain her this time, to analyse her as a victim. It was too hard.

I started to back away, hopefully giving her room to breathe and a moment to clear her head before she did something she might regret. Unfortunatly, she wasn't going to let this one go.

She sunk into an aggressive stance and began to circle me.

Suddenly, I caught the smell of another vampire. Oh no, the Volturi must have been nearby and are now after us. I turned for a split second to tell Emma to run, but she pounced on me, pinning my arms to my sides using her legs.

I was done for and I knew it. I looked at her with pleading eyes. I knew that it wasn't actually her that was attaking me, it was her inner monster that we all had.

She growled, realising that she had won and brought her razor sharp teeth to my neck. The pain was unbelievable as she tore my head from my body. The fire from my transformation centuries ago had returned. I was screaming in agony, nothing could compare. I was surprised as I could still feel my body a couple of feet away from where my head had fallen.

I still had control over the rest of my body, but Emma had already begun ripping it apart. I would have been writhing in pain if my body was still attached. It was a strange experiance, feeling pain after all this time. It just wasn't right.

When all my parts were torn in half, she began ripping through the forest nearby. I tried to warn her that we were in danger but my vocal chords were shredded. A human could follow her path it was that obvious!

The vampire scent was getting closer and I was starting to panic. I tried to gather myself together, but it wouldn't work with all my muscles sepatated.

"Hello Mícheál, we meet again".

I froze in shock, my pain surprisingly forgotten. That voice was so familiar, but I couldn't place it. That alone should have worried me, my memory was as perfect as any immortal yet I couldn't remember where I had heard that angelic voice. I could feel her pick me up, piece by piece, and us her venom to reattach my limbs. The movement reminded my of my pain. I still couldn't see her.

Who was she and what was she doing? How did she know my name? Was she watching me?

Finally, she picked up my head and reattached it to my body with her venom, the only thing that will put vampires back together. Reattachment was almost as painful as as the ripping apart.

I lay down, exausted for the first time since becoming immortal. I never wanted to feel this again, it was unnatural

"Well, are you not going to even say hello? You leave me to go gallivanting around the world and not even so much as a goodbye?" I finally looked at my saviour and my breath caught in my throat.

It was her!

I gasped in shock, unable to move. I thought she had died when I had left, I had tried to make sure that she was safe.

"Róisín" I wispered "is that really you?". I touched her arm to make sure that this was all real and that I wasn't dead like I should have been. But she was there, her skin was so soft, her lips so round and her hair so long and beautiful. "Yes Mícheál, I have found you at last" she smiled.

I heard urgent footsteps coming closer but I still didn't react. I finally had my wife in front of my after centuries of separation. I wasn't going to ruin this moment for the world. I cupped my hand under her chin. She looked so different, but still the same. No wonder I couldn't place her angelic voice. As I leaned in to kiss her, I heard the footsteps behind me.

"Mícheál!" I stopped sudddenly and turned my head around, Róisín's beautiful face still in my hand. I saw Emma standing several metres away with a look of torture on her face. " Wh-Who is she" she choked. I couldn't react. I was torn between the two most important people in my life and I couldn't choose.

What was I going to do?

What did you think of that? Is it a bit too predictable? please tell me what you think

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