This one's a bit long guys sorry – not exactly fifteen minutes worth – maybe more like twenty-five... but when I got going on it I didn't want to stop! I love Alice and Jasper –I just felt that I needed to do this one properly... :-D x x x

'Taking Over Me' by Evanescence "You don't remember me but I remember you. I lie awake and try so hard not to think of you. But who can decide what we dream and dream I do. I believe in you, I'll give up everything just to find you. I have to be with you – to live, to breathe – you're taking over me..."

As always Jasper was standing before me. It was another sunny day in our own little Cullen paradise – I was sitting with Bella silently just feeling the warm rays on our skin and watching our men play with Renesme. Another blissful day that makes you happy to be alive. I may not be completely living per se, but I think the same idea still applies. We were in the meadow – a perfect setting for a perfect moment.

Jasper and Edward were a little way off in the centre of the clearing looking dazzling as the sun hit their skin. Thousands of hidden gems glistened, rejoicing in the weather, as the two played with a luminescent Renesme – glowing in her own special way. They were playing catch at human speed with the unsteady Nessie; even at her abnormally quick development speed, she was still experiencing the moment of unsteadiness now that she had found her feet. They were practising her catching too: a perfect family scene.

One I never thought I'd be part of. Ever. When I'd first woken up I'd thought that I would be alone for an eternity of darkness. I thought I would have to suffer alone, would have to find a way to cope day to day. I thought I had died and gone to hell; full of sorrow, solitude and silence.

But then the first vision hit me – a wave of distant emotion; happiness, joy, peace. I was in a deep, luscious green forest, running. A man was running at my side – the Man from every other vision I had in the following months. I could see his beautiful scarred face. I could see his shaggy hair. I could see his eyes – but they kept changing colour; first they were a bright red, then a dull ruby, then a swirling brown. The shades changed so quickly.

And then the vision had been gone but it was enough. Within me it had planted a seed of hope. I wouldn't always be alone – I just had to find him. The Man who would make me feel so content in this hellish world where I knew no-one and nothing.

After that I had become obsessed with Him. He was a part of me – every day I would scan my future as I travelled through bursting cities and empty countryside hoping for another glance of The Man to tell me that I was going in the right direction; down the right path.

The day I had seen our wedding was the happiest of those early ones. I had been huddled in the shadows of midnight scanning a list of train destinations. Suddenly I was in a tiny ancient church. The sun had just set behind the horizon of glistening ocean and I was at the front of the alter beside The Man exchanging vows and rings, in a flowing white gown. As I'd realised what was happening I felt like I could cry tears of joy, if it were possible, and a little sob of joy rattling through my chest. The Man had smiled at me and squeezed my hand melting my heart. That seed of hope within me had burst, throwing down sturdy roots and a healthy shoot to spur me on in my search. The Man's lips had brushed mine as the vision had exploding into nothingness, clearing my vision and to see what destination had caused the reaction.

It was here that I had finally found him a month later – after six months of searching. I had been looking idly through a magazine one sunny day when I was stuck inside my room in a hotel, when an advert for a meal deal had sent me spinning into the future again.

I was with another couple – obviously vampires from their glittering skin – but with light brown eyes. They were like no other vampires I had ever encountered, even The Man. It was strange but I felt so at ease with them, so familiar – as if I had known them forever. We were sitting in a huge windowed house that was light and open that also felt familiar. Home, I had realised with a jolt. My home. The couple were laughing and besides me I heard a deep rumbling chuckle in response. I knew when I turned my head that The Man would be by my side. He smiled at me so warmly that I had to grin in response and clutch his hand where it lay on my leg.

"Not funny Jasper." A gruff voice had spoken. For the first time I noticed the other couple, younger than the first, who were standing by one of the many windows looking out into the night. The man was huge and muscled while the woman was petite and blonde. Both were smiling at us with warmth too and the familial feeling in my chest seemed to grow in response. These were my family I had decided, the ones I had to find after The Man.

"Oh it is very funny actually." It had shocked me when The Man had spoken. My Man was looking at the giant by the window laughing again, and I realised that the vampire had been addressing him. The Man had a name – Jasper. I had to find Jasper.

"Carlisle, tell him to stop teasing me!" The giant spoke again but I hadn't really been listening. I was in shock – The Man had a name. The older man before me shook his head wordlessly as he laughed again: he must be Carlisle.

"That's not what you're thinking Emmett; you're planning how you are going to take revenge. Be wary Jasper – you're in trouble!" Another male voice interrupted my thoughts. I turned and saw a lone male sitting besides a giant white piano smiling as he played on the keys. The vision was beginning to fade but I caught his slightly wistful smile as he looked from one pair to another between the six of us.

"I will Edward don't worry." My Man replied; Jasper replied. Edward must be the lonely one. I had to find them. Jasper squeezed my hand again and I had one last look into his eyes as the vision had faded. It wasn't long before I had found him. Then together we had found the Cullens. Jasper had taken over me for those long months and then, finally by my side, had helped me to find out who I was without the crushing mission that had consumed the empty shell that I was since I had woken up.

A warm hand brought me back to the present. I looked up, squinting slightly in the sun light, at Jasper standing above me. He pulled me up to him watching closely and the power of his gaze made everything else fade away – the squeals of Renesme as she played with her father, the sounds of the forest, the feel of the wind and the sun on my skin. He always seemed to know when I was thinking about him; even without Edward's help. He smiled lovingly as I traced his jaw, his chin and his neck with my fingers feeling the small scars as I went. When he lowered his face slowly to mine I closed my eyes happily with a sigh. His lips brushed mine gently and before his kiss consumed me I whispered breathlessly against his lips.

"I love you."