So... I apologize for the long wait in between chapters. There's been a lot going on and I've been sick. There were some ideas that people threw out for the proposal idea, and I kind of took one, sort of, but threw my own twist into it. NatalieLynn came closest to what I wanted to do. So thank hon :)

I still don't own anything but my wicked awesome ideas :)

JPOV:

Alice had yet to forgive me over the bald spot incident, and I didn't really care. However, when she came to me and asked me about Jacob, I was intrigued. He'd asked about the phantom pixie when he'd come by the house and said she was cute but tiny. Bella told him not to let the cuteness fool him, that she was like a Gremlin and would turn on him if given the chance.

"Look, I am really sorry about what I've caused. I really am. But, I think you should know that Bella will say yes if you propose to her the right way and I think I know just the way to do it." She nodded in finality.

"How can I trust you with this? I mean, who's to say that you aren't just telling me this to satisfy some sick and twisted plot you have going?" I asked her.

She shook her head sadly. "I screwed up and you told me that unless I was willing to change and do something big and wonderful for you and Bella that I shouldn't even bother to talk to you guys. And I have just the way to do it." Her eyes went distant for a moment and she smile brightly.

And that's how we came to the conclusion that I would propose to Bella the same way I had when we were in Louisiana, in Louisiana. It seemed fitting and when I ran the idea by Peter and Charlotte they couldn't have been more enthused or shocked that Alice had helped to come up with the idea.

Of course, I didn't necessarily trust Alice wholly and it would probably take nothing less than a miracle for that to happen again. We didn't spend any time together around Bella for fear that she would be able to tell that something was up. So, Alice set the plans in motion and designed everything down to the last detail. Everything would be as it was back then, minus her parents and other people from the past.

"They look cute together." Bella smiled out to the yard where Jacob and Alice stood talking. He was eating his meal outside because he was under the impression that garlic was lethal to vampires, no matter how many times we told him it was a lie.

Alice was smiling shyly at Jacob and he smiled hugely at her with food in his mouth, and yet she wasn't disturbed. I shook my head in disbelief and somewhat relief. I was glad that she was finding someone else to sink her teeth into and that gave me hope that her actions these last few weeks were genuine.

"Do you think we should forgive her now? I mean, Carlisle and Esme have pretty much forgiven her." Bella asked.

"I don't know, yet. Let's give this some more time. She still hasn't proven herself." I told her. I couldn't give too much away without telling Bella what was going on. She was still asking a million questions to anyone who would sit still long enough to get into striking distance. Edward would immediately tell Bella that he had to call Angela or leave to see her, Rosalie and Emmett would retreat to their room for "alone time" and Carlisle and Esme would run errands in town. When she would ask Peter and Charlotte for their opinions they told her that she was over 100 years old and that she could make her own decisions without the input of an outside opinion. That usually shut her up. Jacob was pretty much on the Team Alice bandwagon, though.

"I think you should at least talk to her about it. I mean, she seems pretty sincere about wanting to change and all that. Who knows? You guys might even get to be the best of friends." He'd shrug and return to whatever it was he was doing before.

Alice had come bounding down the stairs with a huge smile on her face. "It's time."

I was nervous. I'd taken an earlier flight out to Louisiana to get everything set up. Rosalie and Emmett accompanied me, knowing the plan, and helped with preparations. Bella would be arriving any moment and I was dressed in my Civil War garb. I looked the part and being here, at the sight of my proposal, brought feelings out in me that I had thought were long dormant. If I could cry, I would. I would have cried for the lost time and youth of myself and therefore my beautiful Bella.

Rose and Emmett were decked out in the clothing from that era and I could see Carlisle, Esme, Charlotte, Alice and even Jacob in their attire. Peter donned the Civil War garb the same as I did. After all, he was around for the first proposal.

I fingered the metal ring in my pocket, getting choked up with emotion as I waited for Bella to arrive. I'd asked Peter and Charlotte for their permission for her hand, and they, of course, said yes. They were almost like parents to her in the sense that they took care of her for so long.

Bella showed up and I hooked her arm through mine. Night had fallen and, though there were a few differences and conveniences that we didn't have back then, I took her on the same walk that I had done so many years before. The walk was lined with the soft glow of candle light and Bella smiled softly.

BPOV:

I was attacked by Esme and Charlotte and told that we were leaving to go to Louisiana. I'd been there off and on since my change, but nothing extended. Alice was also traveling with us and I didn't know how to feel about that.

But then when we arrived in Louisiana, I felt at home. I'd always felt at home here and just the smell of the air here was different to me. I was ushered to a house that had been retained in my name and I smiled when I smelled all of the familiar scents that came with it. My father had always smelled like pipe tobacco and leather and my mother always smelt of sugar cookies and fresh linen. I walked up to my old room and plopped down on the bed. Someone had taken the time to clean here and I really appreciated it.

"Bella, there's an outfit waiting in your closet for you." Alice knocked softly on my door. I sighed and got up to answer it. "I can help you into it you'd like."

I went over to my closet and pulled out a dress that I had long forgotten about. It was a simple gray-blue color and I remember it being my favorite dinner dress. A memory came crashing back to me. We were all at the dinner table. My parents, Jasper and I were eating and smiling. I shook my head as the memory left just as quickly as it came. Alice smiled widely. "You remembered something, don't you?" I nod. "That's terrific! Look, I can't tell you what's going on, but trust me when I tell you that you will love it!"

She helped me into my dress and did my hair in such a way that it felt very familiar to me. When it was nightfall I was ushered out of the house. The new family I'd acquired were strolling around the property in attire similar to mine and I'd briefly wondered where Jasper was. He cleared his throat, bowed at the waist and smiled at me. "Might I have the pleasure of your company this fine evening, Miss Swan?"

I hooked my arm through his and smiled softly. This all seemed so oddly familiar and I loved that feeling. "You look beautiful tonight, darlin'." Jasper drawled out. I giggled, feeling like a young girl instead of a hundred and something year old half breed creature.

"You look dashing, Major Whitlock." I gasped and stopped. I had never called him that, and I don't ever recall really knowing this information, but that I knew it. And the way I had said it seemed so natural, as if I'd been calling him that all of my life.

Jasper's eyes were wide and he urged us to continue our walk. We strolled in a comfortable silence to a tree near a stream. It had the initials JW+IS carved into the bark. He noticed and smiled softly. "I carved that the night you said you'd marry me." He got a nervous look in his eyes and took my hands to kiss the knuckles softly. Reaching into his pocket he got down on one knee and let out a shuttering breath.

"Isabella Marie Swan, I wanted to do this the right way. I was hoping that, perhaps, reenacting our first proposal together would help trigger some memories for you. But, even if it doesn't, I don't mind spending the rest of my life helping you to remember." He pulled out a metal ring, so delicate and so ornate and placed it in the palm of my hand. But then, I remembered everything as if it had happened yesterday.

Jasper had asked for my parents' permission to marry me. We'd talked about it through our letters and he agreed that he wanted to do things properly. When my father and mother couldn't be happier to hear of this news, Jasper winked at me and I told him I loved him.

As we walked arm in arm toward our spot by the stream he pulled out an ornate metal ring and with tears in his eyes, he proposed to me. I jumped in his arms and proceeded to kiss him for all he was worth. Once my tears of joy, and his, had calmed, he pulled out his pocket knife and carved our initials into our tree. "So that one day, someone else will see this and know about us, and our love will live on forever."

"Jasper!" I flung myself into his arms and kissed him with all of the emotion I had in me. "Yes!" He groaned as he pulled back and smiled at me, venom tears lining his beautiful golden eyes.

"What made you remember?" He asked. I explained to him that it was the ring and pulled the one I had on a chain around my neck. It was the exact same replica as the one he had made for me before. "You remember everything?"

I bit my lip and looked him up and down. "Oh yes, Major Whitlock. I remember everything."

So... What do you think? Did you like it? Is pervy Bella coming out to play now? Will you guys finally see some action? Will this madness ever end? Who knows! Leave me some lurve!