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Volterra, Italy

"Master Aro, may I speak to you?" Alec asked uncertainly as he stared at the older vampire. A cold draft came into the throne room, and Alec and Aro were the only two vampires inside the building at the moment. Aro stood up gracefully from his throne and walked towards Alec in a most exaggerated fashion.

"Of course dear, Alec. Whatever is on your mind?" A smile crossed Aro's face, and Alec gulped slightly, extending his hand towards Aro who eagerly grabbed it and read his thoughts. Aro's eyes looked glassy as he read Alec's mind, and he finally pulled back after awhile. "Oh… my, my… dear boy, you've given this quite some thought, haven't you?" Aro looked slightly hurt that Alec would even think of something different than his orders, but he hid it and it remained inconspicuous between the pair. "You think it's a good idea to use the wolves' alliance with Jane to our advantage…? And attack at the right moment…" Aro repeated the memories he saw, and his smile only widened significantly. Aro really had no intention of destroying Jane, and Alec's plan was brilliant to say the least. "That's a lovely idea…"

Seth's POV

"So will you please show me?" Jane whined again, clutching my arm with both of her tiny hands. I just laughed at her. This whole morning, Jane had been begging to see me in my wolf form. Her eyes were pleading, and she looked like she was pouting. I had seen a significant change in Jane. But it was definitely a good change. There was more emotion on her face, and she seemed to be opening up to me, which was good. There's a new light in her eye now, and she's almost like a little girl in some aspects. I raised an eyebrow at her and sighed, wrapping my arms around Jane's tiny waist and pulling her to my chest.

"Sure, Jane," I smiled and rested my chin on her head before kissing her head and resting my chin on it yet again. I felt Jane fidget, and I dug my nose into her hair, inhaling as much of her beautiful scent as possible. But it was her hair that smelled the best by far. I sighed contently, and Jane pulled away to look up at me questioningly.

"What are you doing?" she snapped at me, but her face immediately softened at me. I took a step back at her sudden mood swing, but then, I just settled for smiling cheekily at her.

"Sniffing your hair…" I grinned and put one of my hands on my neck, waiting for her reaction. Jane blinked at me, and then stared at me in disbelief.

"You're smelling my hair?" she asked me, stunned into silence. Her facial expression was so hilarious, I couldn't help it. I doubled over in laughter…

Jane's POV

If I was still human, my face would be a bright red color from the embarrassment. I had never felt more adored in my life. The feeling was absolutely… amazing… it was like Seth worshipped the very ground I walked on, and sometimes, he would get this look on his face that told me he would take a bullet for me. The looks he gave me both awed me and wowed me in the same moment. It… amazed me that someone could feel that way for me. Plain Jane. Plainy Janey. That's what all the children used to call me when I was human.

Flashback

"Come on, Jane! Play with us!" I turned to look at another girl that was standing besides me. I think her name was Hannah. She ran up to me, her brown locks flying out from behind her, playfulness dancing in her somber green eyes as a smile twitched on her lips. I stared at her, rolling my eyes slightly. My lips twitched, and I struggled not to scowl at this all-too gleeful person.

"I prefer to be alone," I said coldly, turning away from her and putting the book I was reading in front of my face, hoping to block out the world with some old folklore. The girl, Hanna, looked at me in hurt and shock before turning away to look at the other children who were playing in the meadow. I could tell I deeply hurt her feelings, but Hanna put on a sneer and ran up to my, yanking my hair. I tumbled backwards and hit the ground with an 'oof'. Hanna laughed maliciously and pranced around me in circles.

"Plainy Janey! Plainy Janey!" she chanted. Soon, the other children stopped their games and rushed towards us, getting the idea of this new game.

"Plainy Janey! Plainy Janey!" I was horrified to know all of them joined in with her taunts and jeers. I screamed and sat in the circle, stomping my feet and covering my eyes.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Throughout the years, up until my death, I was daunted as "Plainey Janey." When I reached my twelfth birthday, I thought that it would all end, but the foolish name only transformed into "Plain Jane" instead. I ended up getting my revenge on them. I slaughtered them all once I transformed. I did regret some of it because some of the children were decent, but it's too late now.

"Jane?" I heard my name being called frantically, and I turned, looking around in bewilderment. Seth was looking at me with a concerned look on his face, and he bent down slightly and brought both his hands up to cup both my cheeks. Warmth contrasted with ice cold, and it was like two strong forces battling for dominance.

"Yes, love?" I asked, looking into his brown eyes. Seth continued to bite his lip nervously, as if he had something to say to me, but he settled for something else.

"I love you," he said quietly, but his voice was serious. I froze for a moment. I don't recall Seth ever saying that to me before. As I peered back into his slightly embarrassed and confused face, a small smile crawled onto mine.

"I love you too," I whispered. Those three words felt so nice, and they rolled off my tongue with perfect ease as if it were meant to be. Seth's lips found mine, and hot clashed against cold. He kissed me chastely, and I returned it, feeling myself growing desperate. I realized I needed him. I couldn't live without Seth. I would die. I'm nothing without him.

Seth scooped me up with ease, and he carried me bridal style, one his hands underneath the crook of my knees and the other supporting my back.

I.

I kissed Seth back, and I couldn't help the quiet sigh that left my lips as his lips trailed kisses up and down my neck. His lips were trails of fire, and I shivered, and Seth held me tighter, closer to his chest so I could feel his beating heart…

Love.

Seth's voice continued in my ear, and soon, he was whispering such sweet things to me; his voice was like honey. Soft and so sweet…

You.

"I love you," he whispered hoarsely. I nodded again and inhaled deeply, looking up at Seth. His eyes were slightly glassy, and I smiled.

"Love you too…"

"More than anything…" he added and our lips sought out each other's once more…