Happiness hit her like a train on a track.

In the center of a depleted meadow with body parts decorating the ground like confetti stood Astrid and Jasper. Out of all of them, out of Maria and Benito, they had survived. They were getting out of Texas.

"Come on," She ushered him, grabbing his hand and tugging. "Before something else decides to pop up."

"Wait a second, we have to burn-"

"I'll have Santiago do it." A soft voice said from behind.

It was the French Volturi man. He stood with three other vampires behind him, one of which being Santiago, the war lord that had just sent vampires to kill them. Astrid growled and Jasper gripped her arm, tugging her back, soothing her.

"I understand your mates worry," The Volturi guard cocked his head at Astrid, smiling in what he thought was a polite way, but seemed faked and practiced. "It seems that Demetri has gained an obsession with her these past months."

"So you understand why I ripped his head off." Jasper said plainly.

The man bowed his head, "I do. I had told him to stay with the rest of us, as it is was our objective to only step in if things got out of control."

"This wasn't out of control to you?" Astrid asked incredulously, as if the pit they were standing in had been made by a crater and not a vampire war.

He met Astrid's eyes, not kindly, "I had told your leader that this was to end and it was her prerogative to still come and fight. Of course, it all ended with her own demise, as well as another, and the gain of Santiago to the Volturi coven," Santiago looked proud at the idea. Astrid was revolted. "Which, Miss Astrid is aware that Master Aro has offered for her to join."

Jasper was not aware of that. She couldn't remember if she'd told him about it, but that didn't matter, because it had never been a consideration. He frowned, glanced at her, then back at the man.

"She's not going."

"As that is her choice." The man looked back at Astrid.

"The answer is no." She said clearly.

"Very well, Master Aro does not wish to force you to join but hopes that one day you will come to see the better things in life," His words were like silk, so confident in what he was preaching. "As for now, you choose to stay and for that, there will be some conditions."

Jasper was not amused, "Like hell-"

"You can surely understand why. You and your mate are the only ones to survive this battle, a battle that older and more experienced vampires did not. You have us mistaken," He laughed, as if it was some joke. "The Volturi can't let monsters like you wander freely, there have to be rules put in place to prevent this from happening again. As such, you will come to know me very well. I will personally keep track of you and shall I say, every four years I will drop in?"

Astrid was positive that they would never find them again.

"Of course, Demetri has the ability to track any one, that is but Astrid. It is a very special gift," His eyes glinted, the same way Demetri had looked when he realized he couldn't smell her. "We have ours as well."

Jasper was stone faced, unimpressed. They had nothing else to say, they knew they were going to live and that was all that mattered.

"Do you not see us as your enemy but as rule enforcers," He finished his speech. "The Volturi is here to help all vampires."

Astrid gripped Jasper's hand, eager to leave. Had they gotten all they needed? So what if this guy kept looking for them? Astrid would hide them. She always did.

"You're burning them all?" Jasper clarified.

"Except for my comrades, yes. As of today, there will be no more vampire wars. Congratulations." He didn't sound as happy as Astrid had felt when she had that idea.

There was nothing to say. The Volturi was letting them go, Jasper was all in one piece, and the wars were over. Now there was no farm to return to, there was no training that needed to be done. They had absolutely no where to go and nothing to do. For once, she actually felt dead. There was no family for her to return to, to pick up where she'd left off. It was just Jasper and her on a path to a new life.

"Four years." Jasper said, backing up.

The man smirked, "The name's Felix. I'll see you then."

Jasper took off, Astrid hot on his heels. They didn't get very far when Jasper turned, catching Astrid by the shoulders before she could run past him. She gasped, looking up at him through her tangled hair.

"I have a surprise for you."

"Now? We should really-"

"Are you covering us?" He shot back.

"Obviously."

"Then?"

His lips started to twitch with glee, licking his lips, fingers tightening on hers. It wasn't far off that he was leading her, they stopped just past where she'd fallen with Jane's brother, sticking to the trees to avoid seeing the Volturi. And there, pathetically leaned against a tree, was Maria's torn body. She'd lost her legs and arms, her jaw broken and hanging wide open. But her eyes were still intact, both wide and black, venom dripping down her chin as she stared at Astrid and Jasper stop in front of her.

Astrid smiled tranquilly down at her maker, "You kept her."

"You said you wanted to watch her burn." Jasper moved behind her, his hands brushing her hair off her shoulders so he could gently massage her shoulders. She leaned back into him, her bum pressing just right against him. Her eyes stayed on Maria's as his hands left her shoulders, sliding down to clench the rest of her shirt in his fist at her stomach. He tore it off, exposing her breasts to Maria, and his hands wrapped around them.

"I do," Astrid's head titled back, enjoying their audience. Loving that all Maria could do was stare as Jasper's large hand cupped her, his fingers teasing. "I want to make her suffer."

Jasper was on his knees in front of her, tearing the pants down her legs so that he could get his lips on them. He made a path to her pussy, gently giving her a kiss, "For as long as you want, doll."

Astrid gasped when he finally put his tongue on her, her hands moving to dig into his curly hair. He lifted one leg over his kneeling shoulder, a hand cupping her ass, bending her body to his will so that he could go deeper. She was a mess of moans, eyes flickering from his - watching her, pumping lust into her body - to Maria's, who was trying to close them but every lewd sound had them opening. She couldn't look away if she wanted.

And that was all Astrid needed, for Maria to know that Jasper was hers, that he would be with her for the rest of his life. Maria was going to die in this forest and Jasper was leaving with her, to live a life with her. Astrid had won.

Jasper picked Astrid up to lay her on the forest, his kisses hungry. She thought it wasn't right that he wasn't naked as well, her nails easily ripping the fabric off until he was over her, his chest bare for her to lick and bite at. She pushed him back, easily straddling him, and made sure Maria had a view of Jasper entering Astrid.

And she rolled her hips, his hands roaming her back, chest, stomach, hips. He didn't know what to do with himself, a feeling of pure euphoria and desire wrapping around their rocking bodies. Her teeth bit at his shoulder, fingers digging into his back, wanting him deeper and closer. Jasper pushed her back by the stomach, letting himself lay down with his arms behind his head and watch as she bounced.

One hand couldn't bare to leave Jasper, just touching him was enough to push Astrid over the edge, but she allowed her free fingers to play with her tits, knowing that Jasper wouldn't be able to bare not touching them. But he did, with great restraint and hooded eyes, and he watched Astrid come apart, a smile twisting his lips.

"So fucking gorgeous, my fucking doll," He turned her over, ass in the air. She cried out when he slammed into her. "Such a - beautiful - fucking - ass - fuck."

Jasper bent over, nipping at her shoulders, slowly pulling out of her. Astrid stayed on the floor, her cheek rested perfectly to stare at Maria. The black haired woman had venom in her eyes, her face disgusting to look at, and exactly where Maria deserved to be. Astrid was finally going to get retribution for her family. She just needed a match.

"Karma's a bitch." Astrid told her maker.

Maria didn't find it all that funny. In fact, the only people who thought it was were the ones holding the match twenty minutes later, watching the orange flames coat her body. And there they stood, hand in hand, with all the world at their fingertips. Jasper looked down at her, smiling, and it was still so new that she was stunned every time he did it.

"California?"

She smiled back, "I was thinking Georgia."

"Georgia?"

"Just for a bit."

Jasper looked back at the fire, "Georgia it is."