Friday the thirteenth—how cliché.

Three days had passed since Nayeli was born, since we received the letter that tore my heart out, since I'd given Alice the ability to see werewolves, since Jacob gave Nessie the surprise of a trip to Venice. The Cullens were taking Jacob and Ness to the airport in a few minutes—they were taking an early flight. I was staying behind with Nayeli to… see Seth off. The bus would be here soon. I hadn't slept since the night before, and now it was four thirty in the morning. After hours of crying, I still wasn't done. They were silent tears now—not violent and body shaking like they'd been earlier. Nayeli had just eaten; oh, the joys of breast feeding.

Of course, all the Cullens didn't have to go. That part was my fault. I'd even managed to convince Alice and Jasper to leave me alone today.

"Are you sure you don't want me to stay with you?" Alice asked softly. "I really don't think you should stay by yourself."

"I have Nayeli," I said. My voice shook and I was proud of myself for being able to form a coherent sentence.

"You know that's not what I mean," Alice said. "Sweetie, I know this is a tough day for you."

"I hate how you're talking to me like a mother talks to her daughter on the first day of high school," I snapped, harsher than I'd intended. "I can take care of myself, Alice."

Alice didn't seem phased by my little rant. She sat down next to me on my window seat. It was raining buckets outside and lightning lit up the sky. Seth was in my closet, changing into the uniform that had arrived for him the same day the letter had.

"I know you can," Alice said. "That's what I'm worried about. Nobody going through something like this should be this calm."

"Well, you can stop worrying," I said, my voice breaking on every word. I tilted my head forward to rest it on her shoulder and started sobbing again.

"That's more like it," she whispered in my ear. Her fingers ran comfortingly through my hair. "Don't worry about it. If something bad is coming Seth's way, we'll know, and we'll let him know." She gave my head a kiss. "We better get going. You already said bye to everyone, right?"

I nodded and tried to go back to the silent tears again. After sobbing for so many hours, my headache was unmatched by any other in the world, I was sure. Alice left the room slowly, as if waiting for me to go back into my sob-fest and beg for her to stay home.

I didn't, and she walked out of my room clearly disappointed and worried.

It was a while before I heard the garage door closing. I was about to stand to go get Nayeli, but my closet door opening interrupted me. Seth came out in his dark green uniform and I would have fallen to my knees if he hadn't caught me.

"Shh, shh," he whispered, running his hand through my hair. "It's alright. Everything's going to be fine. Today's just another day. Nothing to worry about."

"There is too something to worry about!" I cried into his chest. "And don't you tell me there isn't!" I wrapped my arms around his waist and slapped him slightly when I heard him chuckle.

"You promised you'd never leave me," I whispered. "What happened to that?"

"I'm still keeping my promise," he said. "This is no different from the times you stay here and I go down to visit my mom or back in college when we took different classes. We part for some time, and then later on we see each other again."

I bit down long and hard on my lip. "But what if this time you don't come back?" I whispered.

"I will come back," he said. "I swear to you that I will come back. I won't leave you forever."

"I'm holding you to that," I said. A sob escaped my lips.

"Oh, no way, don't cry," he said to me. "Let's go see Nayeli. I bet she misses her mom."

I pressed my lips together and resisted the urge to say, And I bet she'll miss her dad.

I expected him to take my hand and walk to Nana's room. Instead, he swooped me up into his arms, flung me gently over his shoulder, and carried me like that out of my own bedroom, down the hallway, and into Nayeli's room.

"We are so too old for that," I laughed, despite myself.

He set me down on the floor. "No we're not." He winked.

Nayeli's small body was shivering. The only thing covering her was a thin blanket.

"Aw, poor Nayeli," I cooed. "She must be so cold." I wrapped several blankets around her, keeping in mind the fact that I was going to have to take her outside in a bit. The reminder sprung new tears to my eyes which didn't fail to poor over.

There was a honk from outside. I started shaking with sobs as I realized that that meant.

"It's time," Seth whispered. I nodded, keeping my eyes down. He put one arm around my waist and we walked soberly down the stairs and outside. We stopped on the doorstep. Just like Alice had said in her vision, it was the crack of dawn, and it was raining. Nayeli was asleep.

"Promise me you'll be careful," I said to him. He wrapped his arms around me and I cried.

"Remind me why I'm leaving you here," he said. "I shouldn't be doing this. I love you too much to leave you."

"Remind me why I'm letting you go," I sobbed. "I wish you didn't have to do this."

"I don't want to go," he said.

"I don't want you to go," I whispered.

He tilted my head up and looked into my eyes.

"Every time I look into your eyes, Jasmine… It's like I'm falling in love with you all over again."

"Don't forget to write," I said. "I'll need to know you're okay."

"I promise," he said, holding me to him. "I will come back for you."

"And, Seth?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

He crushed his lips to mine for one last, love-filled kiss. The bus driver honked the horn again and we reluctantly pulled away from each other. He kissed Nayeli's forehead and caressed my face one last time.

"Bye, Jasmine," he whispered. I pressed my lips together and forced one last smile for him. He turned around and walked toward the bus slowly. The doors opened and he stepped inside, turning his head subtly, allowing me one last glance at his caring face. How much longer would it be before I could see him again? I couldn't be sure.

In my arms, little Nayeli started to cry.

"Don't cry, Nana," I whispered. "I'm doing enough crying for the both of us."

As the bus drove away from the house, Nayeli's small eyelashes fluttered.

"Her eyes," I whispered to myself. "They're opening."

Her eyes were large and suit her angelic face perfectly. She had complete heterochromia—just like my mother. Her left eye was blue-green, the exact shade both of mine were. Her other eye was the dark, molten chocolate brown I'd seen on only one other person: Seth.

"Beautiful," I whispered through my tears. "She's beautiful."

And somehow I knew that she always would be beautiful—inside and out.

I took her inside the house and cranked up the heater. It was as cold as a crypt in there—no pun intended. Somehow, I'd managed to stop my crying. I carried Nayeli on my hip up the stairs and into my room, marveling at her eyes the entire time.

"Let's look at some old pictures," I said, half to myself, half to Nayeli. I reached under my bed and pulled out my photo album. I wiped a coat of dust off of it. I hadn't taken it out since that fateful day nine months ago.

I walked over to my small couch and sat Nayeli on my lap before starting to flip through the pages. I loved how every page was filled with some kind of treasured memory. There were pictures of me with Alice and Jasper from a few years back, when I'd first arrived, pictures from multiple summers before, and, of course, pictures of Seth and me.

Most of the book consisted of the both of us in different places with our arms around each other. We weren't even looking at the camera in the majority of the photographs. I giggled softly at the few from prom. Towards the back, there were a few pages filled with pictures from Harvard.

"Oh, my God," I laughed when I turned the page. "I remember that one."

"Alice, I am not going to a club," I said for the thousandth time. "Nothing you do can make me go."

She ignored me. "I left an outfit for you on your bed in the dorm."

I groaned. She'd been doing this all day. Emmett, Rose, Bella, Edward, Jasper, Alice, Jade, and Jade's new boyfriend had all been going to a club about an hour away from campus every Friday night for the past two months. This time, Alice was trying to get me to go.

I refused.

"I am not going to a club!" I screamed for the final time. I stepped into our dorm room. Alice was ready to go, wearing the shortest shorts she owned, a purple spaghetti strap shirt, and a light grey, short sleeved sweater.

Alice smirked. "All right, then," she said, putting her hands up in surrender. "I'll just have to tell Seth to dance with a random girl he finds there."

"Seth is going?" I asked, too quickly.

"That's right," she sang. "He'll just have to dance with someone else."

I grinded my teeth together and stared daggers at the small girl in front of me (not that she was much shorter than I was, but whatever). I slammed the door in her face.

"So I guess I'll see you there!" she called. That was the last thing I heard before her footsteps retreating down the hall. I rolled my eyes and locked the door behind me. I hated when she did that.

I examined the clothes Alice left me on the bed.

"Oh, hell no," I said. There was no way I was wearing jean shorts shorter than even the ones Alice was wearing and a red mini sweater with nothing underneath. Was she really asking me to go have fun at a club, or did the place need someone to dance on the pole?

I ransacked my closet, looking for something to at least put under the sweater so that all that skin wasn't exposed. I settled on a plain black singlet, then after trying to find a way to cover more of my legs, decided that nothing could be done about that. I was slipping on a pair of high heels I was borrowing from Alice—without permission, but she deserves it—when there was a knock at my door.

I looked through the peephole and saw Seth. I smiled and opened the door, forgetting that all I had on at the moment were the shoes, the shorts, a pair of earrings, and a strapless bra.

"Well, there is no way that anyone other than me is ever going to see you like that," he chuckled when I opened the door.

I looked down and blushed immediately, grabbing the singlet off the chair and slipping it over my head.

"Sorry bout that," I laughed.

"Don't be sorry," he said. "If we were going to stay here, I wouldn't have minded you wearing that."

"Oh, really?" I laughed sarcastically. "If it had been up to Alice, I would've been wearing something relatively close to that."

"Well, let's be glad it's not up to Alice," he said. "But I'll make sure to tell her to pick out your clothes more often for the days when we're home alone." He winked at me.

I smacked him lightly with the red sweater before pulling it on and tying it into a knot in the front.

"All right, let's get this over with," I muttered.

I'd actually found myself having fun that night, and we went with them every Friday afterwards. Alice had taken a picture of us while we were dancing, of course.

I continued to flip through the pages, crying as I did so. My tears stained the pages. I sat staring at one picture for so long. It was the first photo taken of us as newlyweds. Eventually, I found the strength to flip the page and saw the pictures of my mother and father.

"Look, Nana," I said through my tears. "That's your grandma, and that's your grandpa."

Nayeli made some kind of rolling sound with her tongue. I laughed quietly.

"See her eyes, Nana?" I said, pointing at my mother's eyes. "Those are your eyes."

"Jasmine," Alice's soft voice called from downstairs. "We're home."

"Coming," I whispered. My voice was hoarse, I could scarcely understand myself. I was just about to stand when Alice and Jasper appeared in the doorway. They walked toward me and sat on either side of me. Both of them put their arms around my shoulders.

"You okay, hun?" Jasper asked giving me a squeeze.

I took in a deep breath. "Yeah," I said, strained. "I'm fine. I'm… fine."

"Jazzy, if you wanna be alone, we can go," Alice assured me. "We don't need to be here if you don't want us."

"No, no," I assured them. "Stay."

Alice's eyes fell on Nayeli who sat up as well as she was able in my lap.

"Her eyes are lovely," she commented, stroking the skin around Nayeli's eyelids.

"She's growing quickly, that one," Jasper said. "Carlisle said it's because she's growing up 'round vampires. You know how wolves tend to start growing when vampires are around?"

I nodded.

"Well, she's around them twenty-four hours a day. She'll probably change young."

"Change?" I yelped despite myself. "As in… you know… go wolf?"

Jasper nodded. "Collin and Brady changed when they were thirteen because of all our friends that came to visit," he said. "And they were no where near the vamps. Imagine Nayeli, who's being raised by a group of them."

I wasn't sure how I felt about that. I decided not to worry about it now. It wasn't as if she was going to change at that very moment, anyway.

"Hey, by the time she's a wolf, I'm sure a new pack will be forming," Alice said. "Maybe she can be Alpha."

I laughed slightly. "Maybe," I agreed.

"Jasmine, don't worry," Alice said to me sternly. "Seth will come home. I've seen it. He's coming home."

"Your visions are still subjective, Alice," I said. "The future will stay the same—"

"Until someone changes their course," she completed. "I know."

"Look on the bright side," Jasper said. "He might not pass the examination."

My heart seemed to lighten up a bit. Could it be possible that they not accept him and that he be sent home?

One could only hope.

A/N: All right, after tallying up the votes I got in reviews (and in PMs lol) not one, not two, but THREE times to make sure they were accurate, and the final result was… -drumroll- B! So make a part three I shall!

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