Me: *shiny eyes*

Jasper: Who almost cried, or did cry during that last chapter?

Me: *raises hand* I ALMOST DID! ALMOST!

Edward: Who was so close to a heart attack when they realized that Bella had run from Jasper, not knowing who it was?

Me: *raises hand* I ALMOST-

Bella: WE GET IT!

Me: *sighs* Alright. Onward.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. I just merely turn the characters into puppets for my personal fun. (:

Bella's POV

I didn't know how long I was standing over my babies' graves, but I felt the presence of someone immediately.

So I ran.

I didn't know who it was, or if they saw me hauling ass, but I could really care less right about now. The wind shifted and a slight smell caressed my nose.

The smell of tulips and roses hit my nose. I wondered why such a smell would be wandering around the graveyard. Maybe it was that person who stood behind me?

I stopped running and looked towards the graveyard. I pulled all my hair to one side and held onto it like I had when I was a human.

It was an extremely tall person who then knelt by my children's graves. The moonlight showed me white hair. Or blonde? I noticed that his skin was pale white and glowed slightly with the onslaught of the moon.

He was a vampire.

So I ran again.

For over 100 years I had lived in Houston, Texas. I went to my children's funeral, my own funeral even though they couldn't find my body, and Jasper's funeral even though he had not come back either.

I had lost so much hope when I had 'died'. I had to stand-by and watch as my mother passed, and Courtney passed. But sweet Elizabeth, while dying in her bed, I came to her and told her my whole story. I held her hand as she died, and when the others came looking, she had a smile on her face, welcoming death as it welcomed her.

I watched Elizabeth's and Courtney's children die, their grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. Courtney's line died with her great-great grandchild and his parents, dying in a car wreck, but Elizabeth's line lives on. They live on through my story.

When Elizabeth died, I mocked her handwriting and wrote down my whole story. A last testament from Elizabeth and myself, if you will.

I wrote my story up to my disappearance. I didn't write about the deaths of my children because supposedly, I had come home and been taken away forever.

I longed to find some recollection of Jasper, something to remember him by.

Many a day has gone by with me mourning for my kids and Jasper alike. I had Jasper in my kids, and now, I had nothing.

I picked up my small bag from my broken down house. I was glad they kept it here, and a vampire could easily maneuver through it. I decided to leave Texas for the first time. I didn't know where I was going, but I decided that was up to fate.

Jasper's POV

I stayed by my children's graves for a while telling them all about me and my journeys. When the sun had almost risen, I rose from my spot on the ground.

It was only then I remembered the vampire that had been here. Was it a girl? Or a boy? They were very fast and I took off in the direction they were in. It led back to Bella's old house and I looked inside. Nothing was there.

Mentally cursing, I ran back to the airport. I told them I wanted a plane to Seattle, and I gave them the money. I boarded the plane, and opened my phone.

There was a text from Alice there that I must have missed.

Come home. I need to tell you something that I have seen. Love you.

What could Alice have seen that pertained to me?

I noticed that others got on the plane and it took off. Leaving Texas the first time was a little easy, but this time, it felt as if my un-beating heart weighed 100 pounds.

Bella's POV

Okay.

I'll admit it.

I Eeny, meeny, miny, moed it. There was Seattle, Chicago, Los Angeles, where ever the hell those were.

So, I picked Chicago.

Well, I almost did.

I remembered the outline of the vampire that I saw at the cemetery, and I overheard him picking Seattle. Curious to why he would board a plane in the first place if he just got here, I chose Seattle too. He chose first class. I chose second. I didn't want to run into him.

I donned my wide hat; very popular in the Victorian age. It hid my skin and my curious golden eyes quite well. I followed him from a distance making sure he took his seat before I took mine. From where I sat, I could see him opening a cell phone. There was a text message from someone named…Alice?

Maybe he had a home in Seattle? I realized that I wasn't that prepared. All I had in my bag was some things of Colby and Tristan before I had ran, all my letters to Jasper, and some clothes if I needed to change. I opened my small mirror that I had and frowned. I would have to hunt soon in Seattle.

I had much control when it came to my thirst, but still…I didn't want to slip up and break my promise to Colby and Tristan.

…the small vampire…looking over at me…grinning as she…Colby and Tristan…my sweet…burning…the fire…so much pain…

I opened my eyes. I didn't want to remember that memory. I heard the vampire say 'Forks'. Was that a place?

Jasper's POV

I talked to Alice all through out the plane ride. She still hadn't told me what her vision was, but she said a new vampire would be crossing through Forks soon.

"A new vampire through Forks? Are you sure?" I asked her as quietly as I could.

"Positive." She answered back.

"Know what he or she looks like?" I asked.

"No. All I know is that it is a girl." She said softly.

"All right. I love you."

"I love you too."

I hung up the phone and felt for emotions around me.

There a business man who was a nervous wreck, a lady who was worried, and…hm. This was odd.

Feeling of desolation, loss, and sadness washed over me instantly replaced by fear and hatred. I turned my head to look at anyone who could be feeling those emotions. There were hardly any people in first class so I looked behind me.

The emotions disappeared.

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as I turned back to look ahead in my seat.

This was going to be a long flight.

Alice's POV

I hung up the phone and looked towards Edward.

His lips were in a thin line, and I knew that he had saw this vision. This one, I am sure, was supposed to come before the other one.

"Who are you?" Jasper called over to the girl.

She had a big hat on, covering her face, and it was obviously very old. She carried with her, on her back, a small bag probably filled with things from her previous life.

Jasper had caught her hunting. Hunting where he was hunting. He growled and crouched down low. She did the same, but it was softer some how. She didn't put her heart into it because she didn't want to treat him like a threat.

"No, who are you?" She asked quietly.

He seemed caught off guard by her voice.

"Jasper Hale," he answered softly.

"Major Jasper Whitlock of the war in 1861. Did not come home from the war to a girl and two children. The girl was devastated. He outlived her family and her two children." The girl said.

A cool wind blew across the space of trees they were in.

"How do you know this?" He asked, weaker somehow.

"Because, Mr. Whitlock, you have not outlived me." She answered lifting her hat up and looking at him through piercing golden eyes.

He watched her in confusion. That confusion turned to surprise when she removed her hat and let her hair down, looking right at Jasper. Jasper gasped softly.

"Isabella?"

Me: =D

Jasper: What are you so happy about?

Me: Cuz.

Edward: *sighs* They get to meet in the next chapter, and you find out all about what happened to Isabella and her kids.

Me: =D Of course. I know many people have been waiting for it to happen, and I have been prolonging it. Though, I wonder what will happen when-

Jasper: NO! Don't say it! I want to read it!

Me: Aha. Reviews are like candy. A lot of candy makes me hyper~! Which makes me not sleep, which means lotsa typing!