Hey Twilight'ers! So, I just realized that I didn't type an Author's Notes or disclaimers on the last chapter… oops!

I would like to announce that this is the last chapter, except for the epilogue. I really just want to thank everyone who has read this story and stuck with me since the beginning. You guys are great!

I know that I haven't been one hundred percent following the story, but I really prefer the changes I've made. Thank you guys for just letting me have creative freedom, though. You guys rock, hard core.

I will be starting a new Twilight story soon, but not until I can get some more chapters of it typed up. It's an EdwardxOC fic, but if it will be the same writing style, so hopefully you guys would be interested in reading!

Thanks again for all the support. I love you guys!

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. Don't rub it in, please.

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"Are you sure this is the right place?" Jasper asked me as we pulled up to the large, stone mansion. He gave me a look of apprehension and disbelief.

"Flashy, right?" I said, laughing about the house. "But yes, this is the house." I had seen only seen it in about one hundred visions. Jasper put the car in park and turned off the engine.

"So, do we go and ring the door bell?" Jasper asked, raising his eyebrows.

I rolled my eyes at him. "Just wait… in 5… 4… 3…" I counted off. By three, though, a group of people were emerging from the house and heading toward us. No—not people. Vampires. There were five of them, an unusually high number for a coven. Though, it would be seven soon.

Seeing us brought different reactions from each person. The middle one, who was obviously the leader from the way the other's circled around him, gave us a look of polite interest. He had classic beautiful features and blonde, combed-back hair. He was holding the hand of a pretty female with caramel curls and the face of a classic princess, and she was simply smiling in a sweet way. There was a big, burly man with black curls and a mischievous grin with his arms wrapped around a gorgeous, blonde female that eyed me, as if scrutinizing my appearance and outfit. Finally, there was a beautiful boy with red-brown hair, who was perhaps the most beautiful of them all, that looked at Jasper's scar-covered arms with extreme interest. All in all, they looked like a madcap bunch that I desperately wanted to be a part of.

"Welcome," said the leader. "I'm Carlisle Cullen, this is my wife Esme," the woman he was holding onto waved her hand with a beautiful smile. "This is Emmett," the burly one winked at me, "his mate, Rosalie," the beautiful, statuesque blonde simply pursed her lips, "and Edward." The remaining vampire, the most beautiful one of all, had no reaction to his name being said. He had a look of extreme concentration on his face, and I had the feeling that he had a special power like me.

"I'm Alice Whitlock, and this is my husband, Jasper," I replied to them. Jasper gave a small smile.

"How can we help you?" asked Carlisle.

"Well, as you can tell, we're vampires," I told them. Carlisle nodded, and I could swear I heard Emmett say sarcastically, "Wow… really… I had no idea."

"What kind of vampires?" Rosalie asked, with a continued looked of disgust on her face.

"They're good ones, like us," Edward said, "except for the fact that the man sometimes has problems controlling it. He was raised to be a killer."

"How did you—"

"I read minds," replied Edward, cutting off Jasper.

"Really?" I replied. I was impressed. "I can see the future, and Jasper is an empath." Carlisle looked impressed. "That's why we're here. I had a vision that I would be joining your family."

"I think five people is quite enough," replied Rosalie before anyone had a chance to respond. I frowned. Was this how it was going to be?

"Rosalie, please calm yourself," said Carlisle in a steady voice. "They are our guests, and we will treat them as such. Please, come in and tell us your story."

They led us inside, but before we could make it inside, Emmett leaned down, closing the two feet height difference between us, and said, "Your car is sweet."

"Thanks!" I replied with a smile. I had a feeling I was really going to like Emmett. We were ushered into the house, which was even more beautiful on the inside than the out. The living room where we were sitting had posh, leather sofas and a giant grand piano in the corner. We all seated ourselves on the couches, and in the back of my mind, I wondered if Emmett's burly frame would break the couch.

"So, what's you story?" asked Carlisle.

I took a deep breath, and told them everything. At least, everything I could remember. I explained how I had woken up completely alone, but was compelled to be good because of the visions I had of them and Jasper. I also explained my recent trip to Biloxi. All in all, I told them absolutely everything I had ever known. When I had finished telling my story, they were speechless. Only Esme responded by saying, "Oh," very lightly. It was almost too soft to hear.

After I had finished, Jasper launched into his tale. He told them all about his days in the Civil War, and how he was turned to be a soldier under an evil dictator. He also explained how he got tired of living such a terrible existence, and how he escaped and met me.

"All we have is each other," I added when Jasper finished. They looked impressed at this. "So, we are good vampires like you, and we would love to be able to join your coven." I smiled at them, trying to show them my sincerity.

"I think it would be a great idea," Carlisle said. "We'll get you two a room and everything."

"I don't to be a burden," I said, clutching Jasper's hand.

"Believe me, we're more than happy to have you," said Esme.

"We just can't believe that you went all that time without ever hunting a human," said Emmett, his awe obvious on his face. I smiled at him.

"I saw you guys. I saw all of you in a vision, and it just prevented me from ever attacking a human," I told them honestly. "So, I really have to thank you for that."

"Aw, you don't have to thank me," said Emmett, who gave me a look of serene sweetness. Rosalie, finally stopping her scowl, rolled her eyes and punched his arm lightly.

"I think we're going to be very happy here," said Jasper, squeezing my hand. I nodded in agreement. This was home.

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Yes, I'm sorry it's short, but I felt like that's were I needed to end it. There will be an epilogue soon.

Thanks again to everyone!

Edward love,

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