Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or its characters.

Note: I really need to stop saying I might do something because that's when things get busy... But here's a chapter. I'm hoping within a week the next one will be out. I am working on it, so have no fear. :D

"My coat," I said, when Jasper's hand touched the doorknob.

He shook his head. "You don't need it. We don't feel the elements like humans do."

Nodding, I let Jasper continue out the door with me in tow. When we stepped outside, I immediately understood. When we came back from our impromptu wedding, the cold Canadian air made me shiver as it whirled around my thinly covered legs. Now, it felt comfortable, as if I was standing outside my previous home in Phoenix in the middle of November.

In the middle of my marveling, my husband let go of my hand and walked forward a few steps. I turned my attention squarely on him. He took a deep breath in, and I took a small, timid one. Something other than the gorgeous blond man in front of me made my mouth water with the venom my body held. I swallowed it and felt the liquid burn down my already raw throat. Jasper looked back at me and smirked. "Come."

It only took one small, light step for him to disappear from the spot. "Hey," I called out, moving in the direction my perfect vision saw him go.

"Use your senses," he said as if he knew I was just about to ask him where he was.

I already heard him. Even though his quick steps were barely making noise on the forest floor and his body didn't hit any branches, I could still hear him. He was ahead and to the right. No, wait, he was to the left. Now he was dead center.

"Stop moving and maybe I'll be able to catch you," I whispered to myself. Jasper laughed. I giggled as I took to zigzagging through the trees and in and out of small clearings. Just like the day I held onto Jasper when he ran home, I felt like I was flying. It was exhilarating; it was amazing.

My breathing became regular as if I was still human and going out for a simple stroll. Instincts were starting to take over as each breath brought in Jasper's scent along with the scent of the pine and firs mixing with other trees, the dirt, the small animals running away from us and the bigger bloodier animals.

Jasper fell in beside me just as I abruptly turned toward the right. It was something big. The heart didn't beat as fast as the smaller, less tasty animals, and the four feet didn't jump around as quickly as the hooves from the deer I could tell were closer. A hungry growl erupted from inside my chest as I smirked, completely into the hunt I was now on.

"Alice," said Jasper as he came back to my side. I hissed at him to stay back and continued on, the anticipation of sinking my teeth into the beast tingling through my venom soaked veins.

I slowed down before a small meadow opened up in front of me. Even in the faded light of the evening, I could see a large dark brown, almost black, animal with dirty tan colored antlers on the other side of the clearing. I knew he was taller than me by a couple of feet and had the knowledge of how to use his antlers in a battle, but I also knew I had agility on my side and my special poison. The only problem was I didn't know if it worked the same on animals as it did on humans.

It didn't matter; the moose was going down.

In seconds, I was pushing off the ground, launching myself toward the animal as he tried to get away. One hand grabbed onto an antler as the other grabbed the fur on his back. My mouth fell down onto his neck and easily broke through the thick skin. He struggled and pushed me against a tree, effectively taking me away from the warm blood I had already gotten a taste of. I heard wood splintering before it fell over not quite drowning out the small sounds of ripping fabric. My hands dug into his skin and antler. A new splintering reached my ears. Bone.

It happened fast. In less than a minute, the hand on his antler fell off with what was left of the bone as the other hand broke through the moose's spine. The animal fell, successfully tumbling me to the ground. As I grappled back to the blood, the cry of the paralyzed moose sounded over the meadow and into the trees. I growled, angry at the moose for making a racket and at myself for letting the animal get the better of me. I jumped around the antlers to grab onto his nose and pushed it up as quickly as I could. When the snap hit my ears, I let it drop and dove toward his neck and back to the blood.

Each swallow of the red liquid coated my throat, quenching the ravenous thirst I didn't know I had just a short hour ago. I drained him dry, only stopping once to send a warning growl to the person trying to get closer to my kill. When I was finished, I backed away from the moose while the back of my hand wiped his blood off my mouth. I smirked and turned around to see Jasper staring at me from the other end of the meadow. I started walking toward him as my hand rose to my mouth and my tongue licked the back of my hand, cleaning the last remnants of blood.

"That was terrible," he teased.

"Show me how it's done then," I said, feeling the warmth of my meal sitting in my stomach along with the feeling of adoration in my chest.

He looked me up and down and plucked a leaf from my hair, laughing and shaking his head. I raised an eyebrow and looked down where his eyes stopped. There were many tears in my shirt, some large, some small, some showing a particular lacy undergarment.

"Like what you see?" I spat out.

"Of course I do, my wife," he said spiritedly.

"My husband doesn't need to sneak peeks," I said, trying my best to be seductive.

Smiling, most likely at my poor attempt, he leaned down and kissed the top of my dirty head. "Later. I still need to show you how it's done."

With that, he took off.

And with a 'humph,' I took off after him.

I chased him once again, followed his scent through the trees as it mingled with everything else. Every now and then, I caught an animal that made me veer off course, but I came back to my senses each time, remembering I was following Jasper to be taught how to hunt without destroying my outfit. And, after that, I was definitely going to see how well I learned.

Jasper came across another big animal before I did. The scent brought us out of the woods and into a large field full of tall, brown grasses. On the other side of a river seventy yards away was a large brown bear. Its front paws had just stepped onto the rocky bank, and it started bending its head down for a drink.

"A grizzly," Jasper whispered as he stopped to let the bear catch his scent on the wind.

It didn't take long for the bear to raise its head at the two vampires – one hungry and one intrigued – watching him. It looked at us and sent a warning growl we clearly heard. I tried half-heartedly to not smile, but my vampire side thought it was funny that the bear thought it could scare us off with a sound. Still smiling, I looked over at Jasper. Slowly, his body was falling into a crouch and a small smirk appeared on his lips as well. An amused rumble sounded from his chest and my eyes spotted the bear turn away even though they still hadn't taken themselves off my hunting husband.

One, two, three, four, five... I counted to thirty as Jasper waited for the bear to get somewhat of a head start before he sprang into action. He was slower than he was just moments before when he was running in search of this food. Whether he was letting me watch carefully – an unnecessary action – or he was letting the bear think it had the upper hand, I didn't know, but I kept my eyes on him as he easily caught up with the bear and leapt onto its back. The bear shook its head in vain as Jasper used his strength to keep it from knocking him off. Leaning down, Jasper's mouth opened upon the vein I could see in my mind's eye, the one that was also calling to me. The smell of the metallic liquid hit my nose and I watched the grizzly fall to the ground with Jasper still hanging on and drinking.

I swallowed the venom building up in my mouth as I walked backward to the trees to climb up one for a better view. Sitting on a branch and watching him drink made me hungry not only for another moose but for him. I had never seen someone move so smoothly, take so little energy to bring down a relative giant. When he was finished, he stood up and looked my way with a satisfied grin. I was sort of ashamed of the way lust and hunger kept swirling around me, locked in a battle for dominance, and it wasn't until now that I realized I didn't know how far his ability could reach a person.

Then I realized I didn't know much about Jasper as a whole as he didn't enjoy talking about himself when it had to do with his early years as a vampire or the family he was forced to leave behind. Before leaping from the tree to meet him, I decided with my excess time I was not only going to keep my human memories, but I was going to make him tell me all of his, even the ones he already spoke of.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked once we had gotten a few feet away from each other.

"Everything," I shrugged. "And nothing."

"Let's hunt some more and then we'll go back."

Nodding, I looked out to my left. As I thought about where I might find something easier to kill, the trees vanished. Pictures started to appear showing me the way I needed to go to find what I was looking for. When I came back to the present, Jasper's face was in mine, his hands on either side of my head.

"We'll find deer behind you," I said, pointing the way with a smile. "We'll get them by the leaning tree just past the large fallen trunk with fungus."

"I don't think I'll ever get used to that," he said, his southern accent thick on his tongue.

"We'll talk about it later," I said, placing a small kiss on his nose. "Now it's time for deer."

We started off together this time. Jasper let me make the decisions, let me lead us to the food. The brown animals moved faster than our previous meals, but their speed was no match for ours. Once again, Jasper showed off his skill, and I showed off my inability to be graceful for once in my life. After a couple more animals and a few more holes in my clothes, I was as satiated as much as I could be.

"Better," he smiled.

"You're going in the doghouse if you don't shut up."

"You're not going to do that."

"How do you know?" I said, almost stamping a foot in frustration.

Jasper smirked then shrugged as he turned around and left me standing in the woods surrounded by our kills, his laughter echoing through the trees

"I hate it when you do that!" I said, setting off after the amused Jasper.

The cabin wasn't as far as I thought it was. When I stepped through a break in the forest, I was almost surprised to see a metal car parked next to a wooden structure. I was, however, very surprised to see Jasper sitting on the front step, his arms resting on his thighs and his eyes resting on the cloudless dark sky. The waning moon stared down at him, casting a little light onto his face. He was worried about something.

"Took you long enough," he whispered.

"I ate too much," I whispered back, walking over and sitting down on his right side. I took his arm and pulled it around me. He squeezed me close to him as I rested my head on his shoulder. "What are you thinking about?"

"Time."

I lifted my hand and gently pulled his face down to look at me. "We have all the time in the world." I saw him open his mouth to refute me. "Right now, in this moment, we do. Let's not waste it, please."

With a small, innocent kiss, I pulled away from him and walked into the unlocked cabin. I stood still in the middle of the large room and listened for his light feet sounding on the old floorboards. A small click, two steps, and rustling clothing reached my ears as I watched his reflection in the dark window come toward me. My lips smiled and I closed my eyes, wanting to feel him rather than see him.

His arms snaked under mine as his nose brushed against my neck. His lips followed shortly afterward, placing a small kiss on the spot where his teeth met my soft skin in a former life. A soft, needy growl fell against my ear, and my body shuttered in a way I didn't think a vampire's body could, especially a newborn's. I pushed myself into him as I turned my head to award him with a not so innocent kiss.

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When Monday clocked in, I was sitting on the couch in Jasper's arms, the blanket from the bed I accidentally busted wrapped around our unclothed bodies. "So," I started after I had enough of the very comfortable silence in which my mind tried not to wander to our previous activities, "how far does your ability go?"

"It depends on how closely I'm paying attention to the person and how many people are in a room. When I'm crowded with emotions, it gets harder to focus. Why?"

I shrugged. "Just wondering."

He chuckled knowingly in my ear as my mind focused on my ability. Each vision popped in there. The first time, I was wondering whether everything was going to work out, how Jasper was so confident in me. The second time, I was thinking about deer and where to find them. The situations were different; the feelings I had before each one were also different as one was confused and scared and the other was confident and hungry. I groaned with the thought that my visions were going to be just as unpredictable as they were before I changed. Or worse, they were going to fade away just as easily as they had started to reappear when I moved to Forks. In a house full of amazingly gifted vampires, I was going to be the one who only had strong feelings about the future.

"What's wrong?" Jasper asked, kissing the top of my forehead.

"Nothing."

"It's not nothing," he said. "Tell me."

"I don't know how my visions are supposed to work. I can't figure it out. I didn't even have visions until I moved here. It was like my brain was getting ready for this before I did. All I had before were premonitions. Feelings. Except," I paused as I flashed back to the memory I never forgot but very rarely brought up. I remembered thinking about it during the days of constant burning. Through misty memories, I searched for the moment when I was waiting for Jasper the day he showed me just how beautiful he was in the sunlight. Jasper shifted behind me, and I shook my head to let him know it wasn't a vision I was seeing but memories. "Except the one I had at fifteen. I was waiting in the woods with short hair. I cut my hair off after that. I felt if I didn't, I wouldn't have met you. I didn't get to see you then. That was the only bad part. Well, that, and my mom insisting I get help. That was the last straw. I freaked her out one too many times."

"Let's try this," started Jasper, his tone hopeful. "Tell me what you were thinking about when you had the visions."

"The first time, I was thinking about trying to steal your confidence. I wondered how you knew everything was going to turn out okay between us. Then I saw us in a bed we didn't have. The second time, I thought about where to find some food. And then I saw the deer."

"Hmmm…"

It was silent again as we both focused on how to understand my ability. I willed myself to have one, to show a glimpse on how we came to understand it, but nothing happened. Jasper didn't say anything to me for a half an hour, and I refused to be the one to break the silence and be the first to give up on myself. So, for another fifteen minutes, I kept running through my visions and what happened before and after them. But, as we came upon an hour, I let myself wander to other thoughts.

They ventured from Jasper and me waiting out our time in the cabin to what I was going to eat the next time we went out; then they moved onto the rest of the family. Rosalie's face popped in first. I imagined her being angry at me the first time we saw each other. I saw her ignoring me unless she wanted to make a scathing comment in the same manner she did when I first showed up at her table. I smiled as I saw Emmett shake his head with a non-sequitur comment spilling from his mouth.

And then I saw the two of them in a forest with their feet in a half foot of snow. The light sky was cloudy and the snow was continuing to fall. Both of them were looking at the front of the cabin with the black Aston Martin to the left of them.

I blinked and was back inside the cabin. I turned my head to look out of a window into the darkness to check for any following snow. The ground was covered in nothing but grass, dirt, and dead leaves.

"What's wrong?"

"I had another one. I was thinking about Rosalie and Emmett and then I moved into one. They were here. There was snow and it was still falling. I don't think we were here, but I don't know for sure. But I don't think they would be standing outside if we were."

"It looks like our honeymoon is over."

"Well," I started, biting my lip, "they aren't coming until it snows…"

"I thought you'd want to use that time to plan our escape," he said, slowly moving his hand down my stomach.

"That sounds like something you want," I interjected.

"Or to figure out to use your ability," he continued, moving his other hand to one of my small breasts.

"I'm using it pretty well now."

"I guess I'm all out of excuses, aren't I?"

"Yes," I moaned...