Title: Gloaming
Author: Readingmama/Vampiremama
Beta: AcrossTheSkyInStars

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its characters. No copyright infringement is intended.

Continuity: AU
Rating: M for sexual situations and violence.

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Epilogue #1

BPOV

Two years after leaving Forks, I got careless. I had been going into town more frequently every day, and while I had always felt the burn, I was sure I was under control. The truth was, I just really wanted to be in control so that I could go home and get my baby girl. I had talked to her on the phone a few times, but at the beginning, we didn't have any service so we had to go into town to use the phone. That didn't work so well with me being a newborn.

So when I rushed into town on my own, trying to prove to both Edward and Jasper that I was ready, I really thought I'd get to go home. Not even Alice saw what happened in time. I was fine, walking down the street whistling, when the scent overwhelmed me. I didn't think, I just acted, and that was why Alice was blind to it.

The poor man that I dragged into the alley had no idea what happened to him. It was over in a matter of seconds for him even though it took me three minutes to finish every drop of blood in his body.

Tearless sobs wracked my body as I sat down next to that of the innocent man's. I memorized his face, from the three tiny crow's feet on each eye to the six-thousand, two-hundred and four facial hairs that made up his goatee.

Edward found me, still sobbing. He gathered me up in his arms and rocked me while chanting, "It's okay, it's okay."

It wasn't okay. After two years, I had killed someone, and although it was painful for me to think about that man and what he had lost, I was more upset over what I had lost. There was no way I could be around Rebecca now. If I couldn't control my bloodlust, then there was no way I could chance it.

Of course, that taste of human blood set me back another two years. It took over six months for me to be able to get anywhere near the edge of town. Each time that Emmett and Jasper had to hold me back only made me bitterer.

Of course, there was one good thing to have come out of my slip. Whereas most of the family had accepted me pretty readily, even Rosalie, Jasper had always held resentment towards me. I had no idea why that was until I killed that man. He became a lot more accepting of me after that.

It seemed that Jasper was tired of being the weak link in the Cullen chain and my mistake had given him new strength. Although we were no longer going by the name Cullen, we had become the Masens, which I preferred once I learned that it was Edward's human name.

Edward, of course, took it worse than me. He felt guilty for going out hunting that night without me, even though that is the reason I told him to leave. I thought if I could do it successfully on my own, then I would get the okay to head back to the states.

I married Edward a year later. It took me that long to be able to attempt to go into town again. We had a simple ceremony with our family present, I made him promise that we would have another one when we reunited with Rebecca and Edward's answering smile was blinding.

He was a strange and wonderful man.

I tried to rush things again, getting antsy to see my daughter, which resulted in three more mistakes the following year. So I went back to basics, which included me gouging on arctic fox and reindeer before going into any situations where humans might be present.

After another year of that, I was truly ready to return. I had a good grip on my bloodlust and was actually starting to really enjoy the taste of animals. Edward may have helped provide me with a Pavlov's response to eating game; he was no longer shy of affection.

On Rebecca's fifteenth birthday, I called to give her the good news. The conversation did not go as I'd planned.

"Hi honey, how are you doing?"

"Pretty good. Hey, guess what? Heather got knocked up," she said.

"Was she still dating Rob?" I asked. My human memories of Rebecca's friends were fuzzy but she had kept me in the loop while I had been gone, so while I didn't remember what they looked like, I knew nearly everything about their lives.

"Yup, but I'm pretty sure her dad is going to shoot him now," she laughed.

"So, I have some news of my own," I replied, changing the subject.

"Oh yeah?"

"We're coming back. We have drawn up your papers, with your new ID, we are thinking that we will go somewhere in Northern Canada, possibly Yellowknife. Oh, you'll love it there, so much..."

"Wait, no!" she cut me off.

"What is it?"

"I don't want to go anywhere. I mean, I can come visit you but my life is here."

"Rebecca, this is not up for discussion. We can't have the wolves knowing where we are, they will come for us. There is no way you can visit; you have to come live with us." The panic that I felt was masked but Edward could feel it. He held me from behind as I cradled the phone, trying not to break it.

"I'm in love with John," she said softly. "I can't leave."

"Rebecca, you're fifteen years old…"

"So? We are soul mates. I'm his imprint. I don't want to leave."

I glanced at the phone as the dial tone kicked in. She had hung up on me. There was almost no way I could force her to come. I could have Charlie put her on a plane but she would just turn around as soon as she could and go back.

"Am I being selfish?" I asked Edward. "I'm not supposed to be able to have things from my human life now, but I just thought…"

"No, love," he responded.

I worked hard to maintain my relationship with Rebecca over the next few years. Once I had conceded to let her stay in Forks, we resumed our regular phone calls. With no reason to head back to the states, we stayed one more year in Iceland before heading back.

We ended up getting a place in Banff, Alberta. The wildlife was plenty and the mountain views were astonishing. I was amazed at my eyesight, I could see right to the peaks without any aids. We bought a little cabin that was at the edge of town. Carlisle opened a small practice there while the rest of us pretty much stayed out of town. Edward didn't want to go back to school and I just looked too old to pass for a high school student, so he worked part-time at the clinic. He didn't want to at first, but I told him that I needed time by myself and not spending every second together didn't make us any less in love.

"Come with me," Edward was excited as he pulled my hand.

"Okay, okay," I laughed, putting my book down and following him out of the house.

It was late and the weather had started getting cold, not that we needed protection from that. I ran quickly behind my beautiful husband, watching as his muscles flexed and released under his shirt. When he stopped suddenly, I nearly ran into the back of him.

I giggled as he opened his arms and pulled me into them, dipping me so that I was facing the sky. The Aurora Borealis was stunning. It was one of the main things I loved about living in Iceland, the northern lights shone in such luscious colors; blue, red, green, purple and another that had never been named. I had missed them since we moved and now they were glowing furiously overhead. "I love that smile," Edward said before planting his lips against mine. I hadn't even realized that I had been smiling. I looked back up at the sky and then to Edward, the lights didn't stand a chance, he was still the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I pulled my lips to his again earning me a groan that I'd come to know as the 'I'm pretending like I'm put out but really I love this' groan. His hands moved along my body and we settled easily onto the ground. The weight of his body on mine was like a warm blanket. Although cold to a human, our temperatures were perfect between the two of us. A single touch from Edward still had the ability to send me into a frenzy of want. I let out a strangled moan as his long fingers squeezed my breast, Edward had been a quick study in that department and I think I had to credit all the lewd thoughts women had about my husband over the years. If they wanted it, he had seen it, and he put all those moves to practice on me. Women all over the world would've been crying tonight if they knew he was using their fantasies to please me.

His lips made purchase against my neck, sucking lightly, one of my favorite feelings. I almost wanted the ability to get hickeys again so that I would have a reminder of each time he did it. It was good I didn't though or Edward would have left me as spotted as a cheetah.

I let my hand glide down his back and cup his firm bottom. Edward was beautiful all over but I had learned that I was truly an ass woman. One of my biggest fantasies included Edward in assless chaps but I had yet to have the courage to ask him, because although he was already an accomplished lover, he still had a bit of his old self in him.

As I groped his backside, Edward let out a long moan that turned quickly into a growl. We were both on our feet in less than a second. I didn't hear what he had heard, but when the breeze picked up again, the scent was unmistakable.

Wolf.

I grabbed Edward's arm, gaining me his attention.

"Is it…?" I asked with desperation.

"It's John," he replied, straightening slightly but still in a defensive stance. He let go of the tension in his body before he spoke again, "And Rebecca."

I was off before Edward could protest. My baby girl was close and I needed to see her. John was crouching in wolf form when I reached them, Edward arrived right behind me.

"Mom?" Rebecca called out when she saw me, "Mom!"

John growled but didn't move as she ran past him and into my arms. I held back from the embrace, not wanting to crush her.

"Rebecca, honey….I've missed you so much," I cried. I could see Edward's face in my peripheral and he was smiling. "What are you doing here? How did you find us?" With being so close to Washington, we hadn't wanted to let Rebecca know where we were, unsure if the wolves still held a grudge.

"Long story," she said rolling her eyes.

I stood back and took her in. She was no longer the ten year old little girl that I left behind. Her skin had lightened up slightly and he form was that of a woman's and yet her eyes still spoke of innocence and light. It had been eight years since I had seen her and that time had seemed short, I felt a pang of sadness to realize just how quickly her life would be over in my world. Suddenly eighty years seemed so diminutive.

"Come on, we can go back to the cabin and talk," Edward said and then responded to something in John's mind, "You are welcome, of course."

It didn't take long to get back to the cabin, Rebecca shocked me when she climbed up and rode on top of John. The intimacy of the moment reminded me that he was not just her friend anymore.

We waited inside the cabin, giving John the privacy he needed to change and then…change. When he walked into our home, he looked just as I remembered him, jean shorts and all.

The rest of the family left, giving us some privacy, which I was grateful for. I knew it was hard for John to be in his human form around the two of us, eight of us might have been a bit much. We talked late into the night, about how they had tracked us down and what our lives had been like lately. I could see Edward taking mental notes, surely to tell Carlisle later about our security breech. He was always so serious but it made me smile.

The conversation avoided the topic of Quil. I had no idea how he would feel about John and Rebecca coming here but I figured that it was a good sign that he didn't order them to stay. I figured that we could deal with talk of him later; all I wanted was to reconnect with my daughter.

We gave Rebecca our bed but put John on the couch. There was no way that my eighteen year old daughter was sharing a bed with her boyfriend in my house. Edward and I sat on the porch all night, me cuddled in his arms. I felt lighter and impossibly happier having my daughter so close. Edward hummed to me and I closed my eyes, pretending to sleep was almost as good as the real thing sometimes.

Edward's hands rubbed up and down my arms in a soothing manner throughout the night and we only stirred from our position when we heard Rebecca stirring in the house. John was up as soon as Rebecca's feet hit the floor and I looked at Edward and smiled.

"I'm going to run into town and get some food for the mortals," Edward said with a smirk. I knew that they had to eat but he was giving me time alone, which I greatly wanted.

When I headed into the cabin, Rebecca and John were locked in an embrace. I cleared my throat even though it was unnecessary, John knew I was there. He broke apart from her, begrudgingly stepping away and allowing me to enter her field of sight.

"Morning," I said smiling.

"Hey, mom," Rebecca replied, blushing. She looked at John and he gave her a quiet nod. Turning to me, she looked nervous. "Can we take a walk or something?"

"Sure," I replied.

She slipped on her sneakers, heading out even though she was still in her pajama pants and a tee shirt. We headed into the woods, walking for several minutes before she said anything.

"Do you like being a vampire?" she asked.

"Mostly," I replied. I slowed my pace as I noticed it seemed hard for her to keep up.

"So you don't regret it? Changing for Edward?"

"No, I don't. I loved your father, Rebecca but I love Edward too. He is worth any sacrifice I could make," I replied honestly.

"I feel that way about John. He's just….he's just it for me, you know?"

"He seems very taken with you," I spoke, trying to hide my feelings. I knew that Rebecca was not me and she wouldn't rush into something just cause she thought it was what she was supposed to do, but any mother would agree with me that it's horrifying to hear those words from your eighteen year old.

"I just want to be with him forever. It hurts to think about being apart."

"So is that why you came here? To tell me you're getting married?" I asked.

"No. I mean, we will get married at some point but not right now."

I breathed a sigh of relief. I stopped walking when I realized that she was no longer beside me. I turned and she was looking at the ground. One hand was furiously twisting a strand of her hair. The first thought that went through me was that she was pregnant. It only lasted a second because then she spoke.

"I want you to make me a vampire."

In all the situations I had imagined, this was never one. I wanted to think that it was a joke but her face was so serious. No wonder she had asked us all about our lives the previous night, she was doing research.

"Why?" I asked hesitantly.

"John is going to live forever or at least for as long as he wants. I don't want to grow old and die while he stays young. It's gross."

I raised an eyebrow and looked at the sky. I was suddenly very sure there was a God and he was fucking with me. The irony of the situation was not lost on me and I had but one card to play.

"But werewolves and vampires are sworn enemies. Plus the fact that you'll smell really bad to him."

"I don't care. We think that the imprint will override his desire to kill me," she said calmly. "Edward wanted to kill you while you were human, yet he was perfectly fine dating you."

"That's not…"

"It's exactly the same thing. Please, mom. I never complained when you left me behind, I was a good kid and got good grades, this is the only thing I've ever asked you for. Please."

"What about the pack?"

"Christopher has allowed it."

"What about Quil?" I asked confused.

"Quil left mom, he and Claire moved away."

"I'm going to have to think about it," I said honestly.

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When you have children, you tend to have certain ideas about who they will be when they grow up. Rebecca had become a woman that I was proud to have raised. There were a lot of things that I had concerns with in her desire to become a vampire. There was the notion of children and the fact that she wouldn't be able to have them. She assured me that it was not something that she wanted but she was still so young, I worried that she would change her mind.

Yet, I also knew what it felt like to be her. To burn for the man you loved. I understood the desire to be everything for him and to have a chance at forever. I couldn't blame her for wanting it all.

I talked to the rest of the family in depth about the situation while Rebecca and John slept. There were many opinions that floated around that evening but the conversation always came back to the fact that she was my child, and ultimately, it was my choice.

Ironically, it took me three days to reach a decision. I just hoped my daughter wouldn't hate me forever.

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