I sat on a fallen tree, watching as Peter sniffed the air with a disdainful expression. "It smells awful," he muttered, smiling widely at me before sitting. "Deer?"

I nodded slowly, smiling as he indicated the difference between our eye colours with a curious expression. "We've been over this before, Pete."

"I still don't understand it, how can you be around humans every day. You don't ever want to just," he motioned the biting of necks. "I just can't imagine living that way."

"I'd do anything for Alice. If this is what she wants me to do, then this is how I will live. Besides, red eyes never really suited me."

He laughed despite his remaining confusion. "How is the wonderful Alice?"

They had only seen each other briefly before Alice encouraged me to take Peter for a walk while she and Charlotte shopped. "She's Alice. Brilliant and impatient."

"What has she seen this time?"

"She's waiting to become friends with Edward's Isabella."

Peter raised an eyebrow. "Edward's found someone, a girl?"

I nodded, laughing as I noticed the way he said girl.

"I was certain he liked men. I mean, he was offered Rosalie. If I hadn't met Lottie first I would not have turned her down."

I gave him a friendly warning growl as the lust he was began to flood my thoughts. "You are both happily spoken for, Pete. Besides, she's my sister."

He rolled his eyes with only half-faked disappointment. "Really though, Edward has a girlfriend?"

I sighed; not having to think of the Swan girl for a few hours had been nice. "Not exactly. That's part of the problem; little Edward has fallen in love with a human."

"What?" Peter demanded, looking at me with disgust as if the whole thing was my fault. "He means to turn her though, right?"

I shook my head. "When Alice saw that future for her he went crazy. I think the idiot has started to watch her sleep..." Alice had shared her visions of Edward standing over a sleeping Isabella with me when I asked where he was, and why he had taken an oil can if he was off hunting.

"He can't be serious? He doesn't think she won't notice he has not aged a day in the time that they are together. That is if he doesn't kill her first. I hear human/vampire... Romance can be very..." he clicked his tongue as he searched for the right words. "Dangerous to the point of fatalities occurring."

I looked at him with poorly concealed disgust. "I don't think Edward has even considered that side of a relationship with her, Peter."

*x*

The next night we went out for a game of football at Rainier field at Emmett's request. As was becoming all too common an occurrence, at least in my opinion, Edward was absent, busy watching Isabella despite Emmett's pleas for him to join us.

Even so, the teams were even and the match was over all too soon for Emmett, having been beaten ten-nil. He moaned the whole way home for a rematch, a request that was, of course, ignored despite his annoying grumbling for the rest of the night and most of the morning.

Edward marched unceremoniously through the door, ignoring all of us except for Esme and Emmett who welcomed him home. He simply nodded at them before seating himself at the piano, something he was beginning to do increasingly often.

I ignored him, and the song he was playing. Rolling my eyes despite the fact my back was to him as I bid Peter and Charlotte goodbye, ignoring the curious looks they were sending my brother's way as he slammed out a tune with a remarkably familiar theme to it; impatience. An emotion radiating from his every pore as the song was played more and more stormily.

I allowed Charlotte to hug me, flinching as her long, white-blond hair tickled my nose. She was the size of Alice, though obviously not so talented or beautiful in my opinion. Even so she was a nice person despite her taste for human flesh. She was part of the reason I had managed to break away from Maria, not that she would ever know. She would never know how much I wanted to thank her.

I shook Peter's hand, a thought suddenly occurring to me. "If you see Maria," I began warily, "tell her I wish her well."

Peter smiled. "I don't imagine that will happen soon," he said with a laugh. "But should it happen, I certainly will."

Edward's song trailed off to an end I immediately noticed he was not happy with. He stood up quickly, even for him, getting hastily to his feet ready to run off to see Bella. "Charlotte, Peter," he nodded.

"It was nice to see you again, Edward," Charlotte smiled doubtfully, turning to Peter who simply nodded in return.

*x*

I sat alone in the room I shared with Alice, trying not to decide on what I wanted to buy her for our approaching anniversary. I knew she would see whatever I brought her in advance but wanted to keep it secret for as long as possible. So long as the only decision was clothes or, better yet, shoes it was safe.

I had left her downstairs moping and complaining that her visions always came too late. If 'Bella' wasn't safe it would be all her fault for not having warned Edward in advance. I had to control an urge to vomit; she said things like that all the time, as if Edward was the girl's guardian angel. I tried not to snap at my wife, instead leaving her to her thoughts.

I tried to ignore the conversation I was hearing, to pretend that I had not heard Alice remark on Isabella's good reaction. She could have been talking about anything, her words did not mean Edward had turned into a first rate idiot, the biggest in the world and told Bella what he was. Even Edward would not allow himself to be that stupid. I breathed in through my nose, before sighing as I let the breath out. Who was I kidding? Of course the foolish child had told her, that was why his feelings of relief and love were assaulting me even from this distance. He had told her what he was, what we were, had blown away years of secrecy over a girl, a human girl and he could not have been more tickled pink about it. Why? Because she had accepted him of course.

I growled, knowing full well that he could hear me. I smirked vindictively to myself. I could not wait to see Rosalie's reaction.

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A/N Yeah, it's a bit short and not very good in places but I kind of like the ending. Please R&R or Jasper will cry, so what if vampires can't cry, Jasper will and if Jasper cries Emily cries and makes me cry…do you want us all in a mangled heap crying and not updating this story?