It was halfway through the movie when Alice decided she'd prefer for me to be able to talk with her, and I watched her pull out pajama shorts and a shirt and put it on the bed. "It is late after all." She grinned at me and glanced at my pile of clothes, before patting her own. "Wear these."

I couldn't really say anything much, but I shifted part way and watched her eyes widen, while trying not to laugh. "Okay." I managed a roughly growled word, thinking that the clothes smelled like Alice and that was no hardship. I didn't let myself wonder why a vampire had pajamas, I just picked up the shirt with my clawed hand and held it over a chest that was furry and wide. It looked like a doll shirt up against me in my halfway form.

Alice's laugh was beautiful as she watched me, and I grinned, ignoring that that could look like a threat to her. She just smiled back. "Or I could find Emmett's shirt?"

"I'll change." I couldn't really relax in this halfway form and I did want to spend more time with her. I waited for her to slip outside and close the door, before shifting back and holding the now, more reasonably sized shirt up. It would fit, mostly. I pulled it on and found myself tugging at the hem of it, but it was just short.

"Oh, you should have seen it Carlisle, she shifted part way and she almost reached my ceiling." Alice sounded excited and I smiled as I pulled my own underwear back on. I wasn't putting myself, sans underwear, into her shorts. That was just rude.

I wanted to hear what she thought of me, which was my only defense for shifting partly wolf again, just barely. It enhanced my ability to hear. It did some other things as well, but at least with full pants and shirt I didn't look strange. I stared at the short red hair on my legs with distaste. I looked like I needed a shave. I used this to run faster from my shack to school, because at a human pace that shack was nowhere near a half hour from school.

"Maybe someday she'll feel more comfortable with us, and I can see this. None of the werewolves we met last time we were here did anything like what I'm hearing about." Carlisle spoke softer than Alice did, but it wasn't a strain on my hearing, even from downstairs. I started to pull on the shorts as I listened in on their conversation. "She's the descendant of one of the wolves that we worked the treaty out with."

"Bet he didn't expect that treaty to be taken so to heart." Emmett's teasing voice interrupted the conversation. "Diana Dances With Vampires." He teased, and I did what I could to not laugh.

I looked at the three doors in the bedroom, and I knew which one lead to the hall. I made my way to the other two and opened one, but all I found was the largest walk in closet I could ever imagine. I stared for a moment, before closing it and trying door number two. It was a bathroom. They at least had them. Alice hopefully wouldn't mind if I used it for what bathrooms were meant for. I took a sniff and found no evidence that vampires used toilets, but I really did need to go.

"God, you stink." Rosalie's voice carried just a bit easier than the others, and I frowned at her talking to Alice that way.

"I like how she smells." Alice's voice was cold in response. "Stop insulting her, she doesn't do that to you."

I found it a bit hard to sit down on the toilet at that moment, listening to the tension in the other room, but I couldn't believe that Rosalie would actually hurt Alice if things escalated. I sat down slowly, but relaxing took a bit of time. Clearly they couldn't remember I wasn't human in some ways, or they'd know I was able to hear all of this.

"That wolf is going to get us killed, either by snapping or her old pack will object to her spending so much time with us and claim the treaty is void." Rosalie was clearly a worrier, but I didn't sense any danger like that. I took a moment to let the thought of the pack fill my mind, but I still didn't feel imminent danger.

"She won't snap." Alice spoke firmly. I finished up and hoped that the toilet worked as I flushed it. It probably had never been flushed before.

"What about her pack?" Rosalie pushed and I hated to draw attention to the fact I could hear this, so I turned the water on to wash my hands, and just listened harder to hear over the water.

"What they do is not her fault, they drove her away." Alice defended me and I just loved her more for that. I still had no idea how to tell her she was my mate, and I'd never love anyone else. It would just sound like blackmail, but even without my imprinting, if I'd gotten to know her like this, I think I would have fallen for her. Even as a human, she would have had to have impressed me. I dried my hands on the towel.

As I stepped back into her bedroom, Alice was walking in as well. I knew she'd been downstairs, but wasn't sure if I should admit I'd heard that argument.

"Ready for the rest of the movie?" Alice smiled and hit play again. I watched her take her place on her bed again and moved to get back on it. I was pretty sure I didn't have a license to cuddle in my human form, so I just sat back against the pillow and wall, not touching her, but wishing I could.

It was an old movie, and I had seen it before, so my mind wandered easily. "She's after the wrong man, and I'm glad she's waking up." Alice muttered, about the movie and I focused on it again.

I stayed quiet for a little while, feeling the opportunity to bring up other important conversations, but unsure if I should just yet. "Humans aren't very good at relationships." I spoke softly, considering this. "They can't tell who their mate really is, so it isn't all their fault. Wolves do it better."

The vampire next to me turned to give me a questioning stare. I felt jittery, as I struggled to decide if I should continue, but it was our first night we'd been alone together. That was too soon, wasn't it? "Wild wolves select one mate and even if their mate dies, they never move on." I told her, feeling a bit cowardly as I left out werewolves completely. "There is no divorce, no dating around, they just know."

"Even vampires don't have that." Alice sighed softly, and I felt a bit confused at her tone, but I didn't ask. I pretended to watch the movie.

We were halfway through the second movie when I closed my eyes, feeling the tired burning in my eyeballs. I took slow breaths, and sound faded in and out, telling me I was just seconds from falling asleep. Soft touches to my hair made me smile as I started to fade faster. "Sleep, I'll watch over you." Alice's voice was so quiet I wasn't sure I didn't imagine it.

The sun light warmed my skin and I felt the soft bed underneath me. My eyes flew open, as I hadn't slept as a human in months, and I didn't own a bed. "It's okay." I heard Alice's voice and I looked up, only to be stunned by her. The sunlight was streaming onto the bed and her skin seemed to sparkle. She smiled at me and I just stared, as the sunlight shimmered on her skin, making her look mythical and magical. "You fell asleep." She leaned back and the sunlight no longer reached her.

"Ah," I was still a bit startled by what sunlight really did to vampires. "Sorry."

"No, it's okay." Alice grinned at me. "Esme is busy making you breakfast. I think it might actually be enough for three werewolves, so good luck."

I blushed, but it was nice that Esme cared. She just needed to learn how much a person could eat. Still, a real breakfast sounded great. I never had much for that, if anything at all. "I guess I should get up and get dressed then." I said, as I sat up and ran a hand through my hair. It probably looked like hell.

Alice moved to the door. "I'm fixing your hair after you eat, so don't even think of an excuse." She grinned and slipped out and I sighed. It wouldn't be bad, but I'd have to watch myself or she'd see I was one of those wolves I talked about last night.

I ran my fingers through my hair to clean it up a little and put the clothes on from yesterday, rather than go through the bags. The smell of pancakes and eggs reached me and I took a deep breath, ignoring the scent of vampires to enjoy it. I was getting better at filtering out that scent.

I was at the top of the stairs when I saw Esme stop her progress up them. The vampire was only two steps up. "I was coming to get you." Esme smiled gently. "I made you breakfast."

"It smells great." I told her and watched her beam from the compliment. I had no idea how food smelled to them, but she seemed rather reassured by my comment.

Emmett's voice was booming from the living room as I started down the stairs, and I stopped, my eyes widened as I heard his words. "You let that werewolf sleep in your bed all night, Alice, that's downright cruel. What's your husband going to do when it's play time, plug his noise?" He laughed, but I felt dizzy and sick. My mate, MINE!, my heart cried out, and tears filled my eyes.

I raced past Esme, who looked concerned and I just couldn't stay, I threw the door open and I ran. My heart was breaking, and I think I heard Jasper scream out in pain. I heard Esme yell after me and I heard thunder for some reason, but I shifted and the clothes I wore tore, as I built up more speed on four feet. I had no ideas how many bushes and trees were mowed down, because I felt the impact, but the tears in my eyes made it hard to see.

She wasn't ever going to be mine.