I'm so sorry! I got a comment from someone telling me I had the wrong chapter, but I can't find the comment, so I can't acknowledge them. Lemme know if it was you, and I'll give you mad props. But HUGE thanks to you for letting me know that I put up the wrong chapter last time.

So for those of you who were totally confused as to how Seth and a hybrid named Sage came to be, that was actually from my other story that had a similarly named chapter title. So, you may want to go back to the previous chapter and check out the real one if that's the case. Anyways... the long awaited May/Jacob part is here. Enjoy!

One Heart

Bella

It was a desperate thing to do to ask Prince Edward to call on May. A prince never summoned an entertainer, even if it was only to hear her play; there were too much room for rumors. But I was getting desperate watching Jacob disappear from humanity. He had been drinking more freely than before and did little to care for his appearance. I missed my friend. Of course, Prince Edward would never fail to accommodate me. He loved me more than a man should. My own summon would not overrule Duke Nahuel's hold on the dear child, but royalty would. I waited for her with Edward in his quarters.

"May," I greeted as she came in. She wore long sleeves despite the warm weather and the neckline was uncharacteristically high for Duke Nahuel's taste. She was confused to see me, obviously not being told the real nature of her summon.

"My lady," she said nervously, curtsying. I took her by the hand and pulled her inside.

"I'm afraid Prince Edward and I miss your music terribly; you have not been performing." She sadly nodded and I motioned her to a suitable chair for her to sit. She nervously strummed her instrument for a while before adding words to her melody. She was a pretty thing; most worthy of a man like Jacob, despite her occupation, even in my opinion for my standards for him were quite high.

Her singing stopped at a knock at Prince Edward's door. He went to open it. Jacob stepped into the room, his eyes widening at the sight of May. May stood up cautiously and curtsied.

"May, if you wouldn't mind waiting, I would like to show Bella the kingdom's splendor on the balcony. Would you stay to play when we return?" Edward asked. She curtsied as her response and he and I made our way outdoors, leaving the two in the room.

Edward's balcony did indeed have a splendorous view of the kingdom. Paintings were inspired by sights like this. Edward wrapped his cool, hard arms around me and put his face so close to me, I could feel his hot breath.

"Do you ever regret coming with me?" Edward asked me. Despite his question, he never failed to make my heart flutter. I smiled and shook my head.

"I have regretted the consequences that followed my choice," I responded, "but never the choice." He wrapped his fingers from mine and seemed to study them. "Are my actions right with Jacob?" I asked.

"You have done the best you could for them. The rest will be up to him."

Jacob

I froze when I saw her. It had been weeks, maybe months, since I had last seen her. She was thinner and sallow and a sadness stained her eyes. She smiled like she had forgotten how to do it. Despite the disguise, I could not hold back my urge to touch and hold her. I slowly approached her and ran my hand up the arms to feel if she was real. She trembled in my arms and began to cry. I squeezed her tiny shoulders and just held her quivering shell as she cried. Her knees gave out and she started to fall so I picked her up and carried her to Edward's bed and sat her on the edge. I kissed and wiped her tears from her eyes and pale cheeks. Her big watery eyes looked up at me and my heart broke. I leaned in to kiss her mouth, hard and longing. She kissed me back with such desperation. Finally she pulled away and sank into my chest, allowing me to run my fingers through her long hair. How I had missed how she felt so close to me.

"You haven't shaven," she said and I chuckled, stroking Nessie's face.

"I do not spend much time outdoors," I said. She nodded. I knew she did not either. "Things have been unbearable for you," I commented. She didn't respond, and I knew it was worse than I expected.

"He's a good man, or he used to be," Nessie said meekly. "In a petty, naive way, he tried to love me. But his obsession gets the better of him." It was then I noticed her gown. It was much more modest than an entertainer was accustomed to wear, which suited her fine, but not the duke. I reached to roll up her sleeve, but she retracted her arms and hid them from me.

"Nessie, what has he done to you?" I was furious; I could have killed him that moment. She started to cry again and buried her face in my chest.

"Jacob, please don't act on it," she begged. I grabbed the side of the bed to release some tension, keeping my hands away from her lest my frustrations were misguided towards her. "Please. He is well connected. If he even suspects that I saw you, he will have you killed." She was grabbing my shirt and pleading with me. My breathing got louder and I turned away from her to try to calm myself down.

"How has he hurt you?" I demanded forcing myself to look into her pleading, heartbreaking eyes. She refused to show me. "Please, Nessie, I need to know." Hesitantly, she held out her arms and I rolled her sleeves up. His finger marks painted her pale skin in blue and black. I knew there was more, and expected it when she turned her back to me hunching over. I undid the clasps at the back of her dress and pulled it off to reveal his bite and scratch marks all over chest and the whips on her back. I smoothed over them with my fingers and saw a tear roll down her cheek. It took everything I had to hold back the fury I felt surfacing, though I heard my own breathing quicken and grunt. She put her hand on mine that rested on her shoulder.

"Jacob, this is who I am now. No one can help me." I leaned forward to rest my chin in the crook of her neck wrapping my arms around her tiny waist.

"I can't bear this. To know what he does to you. I can't just let you stay with that monster."

"He is frustrated that my heart can't be his. He is kind most of the time, but his anger is uncontrollable." She was defending him to make me think better of him, but it infuriated me more. She was accepting this as part of her life, and that was intolerable.

"Run away with me," I said. The idea seemed irrational, but then it became the only option I had. I got up and sat in front of her. "We can go somewhere so far we'll never be found.

"Don't say such things," she said softly. "Is that how you would wish to live? In hiding? He will never stop looking for me."

"You would rather live in such captivity than in hiding with me?" I said angrily. She shook her head.

"I would rather you live." She was so calm and peaceful; I couldn't stay angry with her. I put my head in her lap and just lay there as she stroked my uncut hair. "It's over," she whispered finally.

"No, Ness," I protested, raising my head. She looked at me sadly and stroked my face.

"I am most content to have known love with you, and for that I will never regret my love for you. But it is time for us to accept our futures." I shook my head.

"Ness, I can't, I won't live without you."

"Promise me that you will, Jacob. I will gain if I choose to die, Jacob," she threatened. "Promise me that you will live." She was willing to kill herself if I died. I looked into her eyes. She did not say these words out of desperation or emotion; she had thought long about this.

"Please don't ask me to live without you," I said. She touched my face and I nearly melted.

"We will live on. Perhaps one day our fates will change." I kissed her again, feeling the bumps and scratches on her still exposed skin. I never wanted to let her go. She was my perfect woman. I cuddled, kissed, and comforted her for another hour before doing up her dress and kissing her good bye. I felt like a wounded man whose insides were spilling out. It was over, and I thought no more of it for fear of what I might do.

Alice

I was dressed in white with maids and designers floating around me. Her majesty and Lady Bella were giving their input, more the queen than the lady, of my outlook. I was limited in my knowledge of upper class style, but I did have marvelous fun helping to design my gown. I heard the maids and servants running the castle getting the preparations done. I smiled to think what it used to be like when I was helping prepare for an auspicious occasion. The maids pulled back and Queen Esme gazed at me with approval. I was ready. She gave me a hug and called me her child before the royal coordinator walked in and said that it was time. The queen took my arm with Lady Bella following close behind me.

The church was magnificent. I had never seen so many colors on glass with stones that seemed to tell their own stories. The bells rang signaling my coming. The queen and Lady Bella went in first, leaving me with the servants who carried and cared for my lavish gown. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes to say good bye to my old life and stepped into the radiant, welcoming church. I walked with as much grace as my dance skills required of me, looking ahead at the man waiting for me at the end. The pews were filled with faces I had never seen or cared to see; the splendor of the church would have to wait for my appreciation. I remembered my first meeting with Jasper, how hurt and feeble he seemed lying wounded in his bed. I was only meant to be his companion. I had fallen in love with him that first day. He seemed so strong and noble, giving up his birthright to serve his country. He was beautiful. He continued to ask for me, allowing me to escape the other men's request to bed me. Without knowing my past, he had proposed so that we could be together properly and embraced me further when I revealed my insignificance to him as a marked woman. He opened himself to me and I felt closer to him than I had with anyone. He was my family, my purpose.

I saw his face now. It took much self control to keep from running to him. He was calm, but his eyes were locked on me. He stepped forward and I took his hand and we walked together to kneel in front of the priest. When he finished, we arose and Jasper lifted my veil to lean in to kiss me. It was sweet and gentle, completely devoid of our audience's presence. Then the cheers began and reminded us where we were and we addressed the people. He acknowledged them with a bow and curtsy and he walked me back up the aisle for the first time as man and wife.

We were allowed some time before joining our guests in the dining hall. The moment we entered the guest room, Jasper turned and kissed me hard, holding the back of my head to his face, his other hand on my lower back. I wrapped my lace covered arms around his neck. He pulled back breathing hard, his eyes closed. I smiled at his longing.

"My queen," he whispered running the back of his fingers across my cheek.

"I have no desire to be queen, Jasper, only your wife," I said back.

"And my wife you have become. My queen you are." His lips found me again and we kissed more passionately. "You make a most beautiful bride, dear Alice."

"Appropriate for the most dashing husband." He laughed and picking me up whilst whirling me around.

"Falling in love with you was the best thing I could have done," he said putting me down. I smiled and leaned into his ear and whispered, "Wait till tonight."

Queen Esme had a hand in the decorations for her eldest son's wedding. Flowers draped the walls and danced on the tables that were covered with white. White was the theme, so it seemed. We were presented to our awaiting guests and the performances and dancing commenced. Dinner was phenomenal and I made a note to thank the cooks and servants for their efforts. Jasper had proven himself a most worthy dance partner. It was the first time I had seen him dance since he was not able to the last opportunity we had. During the night, my eye caught my old friends who congratulated me. I had even found May who had worked very hard to put on the face she did for my sake. Duke Nahuel wore her on his arm the entire night. She kissed me congratulations and her blessings. I only wished for happiness like this for her, but I knew it would never come. Jacob had not come, and I would not hold it against him. Emmett was dressed rather smartly and seated next to a radiant Rosalie. I was happy that Rosalie had her happy ending as did I. Of course, she had a very bashful reunion with Jasper shortly after he returned with Emmett. Emmett no longer performed and stayed in the royal wing as a gentleman. His inauguration as a duke would come to pass shortly. Jasper poured us a healthy glass of wine and we toasted and drank and were merry until the evening drew to an end.

Jasper walked me to our room and I removed his cape. I was unsure of what to do with myself. He smiled at me without a hint of nervousness. I admired him for that.

"You must be tired," he said. I should have been. We both had a very long and exciting day, but I shook my head, which was the truth. "We don't have to do anything tonight, if you do not desire it."

"No, I do want to," I said. "I have wanted to for a long time." He walked to me, and looked down from his tall height. His eyes were desirous and it made me want to satisfy him. He bent to kiss me hard and passionately. I put my hands on his hard chest before putting one on his back to drawn him closer. He held me like I was a glass doll. I pulled away, the longing look in both of our eyes. I turned so he could undo my white wedding gown. He slowly undid the clasps that held the bodice together and pulled it off my shoulders so that I was only in my undergarments. I turned around to look at him again and kissed him, his hand on my back. He worked to peel the layers off me and lifted me to the bed. I undid his clothes and pushed his shirt off of him. He kissed my neck and body and I ran my fingers through his beautiful curls. This was paradise. No other man had touched me the way he did. He was gentle and careful, yet strong and able. It was pure love he showed me and that I could give him. He made all the shame and hurt I had been through melt away. I never felt like a common whore or a petty entertainer when he was near. I was his princess and he was my prince. He fell asleep in my arms while I lay awake in his. I watched him sleep, breathing in and out and otherwise still. We became one person, one heart.

*sigh... I do so much like the Alice and Jasper part.... but the May and Jacob part is my favorite.

On another note, who saw New Moon? I thought it was pretty good, and my friends have mixed opinions about it. Kinda nice Taylor Lautner's getting all this attention, though I feel bad for Robert Pattinson… definitely is being passed over for this movie buzz. I saw Taylor on the Late Night Show and he did a grape catching in mouth thing from a crazy distance that I thought was quite funny. :D