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A/N: The end part isn't from Twilight, but Eerie Queerie Vol.1. Thank You.

5. Confrontation

"And what would that be?" Alex asked.

I bit my lip unconsciously; it had become a habit of mine whenever I became nervous. Untypical vampire reaction. "Your sister – Marie – told me that you told her that I – that I was the object of your imprinting. And…" I hesitated, unwilling to go on.

Alex's lovely face was impassive, unreadable. "And?"

"I don't know why you told your sister about me, how you knew I was a vampire, and how you managed to follow me in the middle of the night." I finished in a rush.

A smile lurked at the corner of his mouth. "I never figured you for the curious type of girl."

"I'm not," I defended myself, "but when it involves me, then of course I'll be asking questions."

Alice smiled wryly. "Question one – well, not really a question – I found out you were my other half the first time I saw you, and Marie knew, of course, even though she's not a werewolf, so I told her about you because she insisted.

"And of course I knew you were a vampire; you have a different scent to your family, but I could tell you were one, because of how you looked, and lastly, I havn't been sleeping well lately, so when you went sleepwalking past my house, I noticed something was off so I decided to follow you."

I glanced down. "Oh. Why – havn't you been sleeping well lately?"

He glanced up. "I'm sure you can guess."

My voice was small. "Yeah, I can."

He came right over and sat next to me. "Lizzie?"

I swallowed. "Yeah?"

"Why are you so afraid?"

Because I want you but I'm scared you might reject me.

"Nothing."

He tilted his head, smiling that smile that made my heart leap. "You're a bad liar." Reached out and took my hand, stroking my cheek with the other.

He might as well have cast a spell over me. "Please don't do that."

His smile widened. "Do what?" He started leaning towards me, and I saw myself reflected in his eyes. I was panicking, and my heart was beating wildly.

"S-s-s-stop…" I whispered weakly, but then his lips were on mine and all my panic faded away. I clung to him, moulding my lips against his, my body pressed against his, unwilling to let go. His arm crept around my neck, the other holding me against him. He pulled away before I did, breathing hard. I was floating away on a wave of happiness.

"Lizzie?"

"Yes, Alex?"

He smiled sweetly at me. "I love you."

I smiled back just as sweetly. "I know."

He laughed that wonderful laugh of his. "You did?"

I nodded. "Sure I did. When you first saw me, like when I first saw you."

He looked surprised. "Really?"

I nodded. "Yeah. And Alex?"

"Yes?"

"Can you kiss me again?"

He pulled me onto his lip. "Anything you want."

Alex drove me home. When I set foot inside the house - Alex standing on the porch - immediately all of my family were there, talking all at once.

Alice, a scowl on her face, looked at my clothes in distaste.

"WHAT HAPPENED TO THE NIGHTGOWN?"

Esme hugged me, Carlisle looking at me anxiously. "Lizzie, are you alright?"

Jasper drifted forward, his face worried, and looked past me to Alex. Emmett growled and Jasper had to hold him back whilst he tried to stalk forward over to Alex. Rosalie looked at me, her perfect face shocked as she registered the state I was in.

"Lizzie, what happened?"

Bella and Edward pushed to the front. Bella had immediately pulled me into a hug and so did Edward, both of them asking anxiously if I was all right.

I pulled back from them all, walking backwards towards Alex. "Everyone, I'm fine! Alex saved me."

"Saved you? From what?" Rosalie asked, suspicion on her face. Carlisle looked tense.

"Well, the thing is, I had a really vivid nightmare which caused me to sleepwalk and I nearly ran jumped off a cliff but Alex pulled me back." I explained.

Edward exploded. "You WHAT?!"

Bella looked horrified and gripped my hand tightly. Her hand was several degrees slightly colder than mine. "Elizabeth Angel Cullen!" Her eyes were round, wide. "Don't play a joke on us! This isn't funny!"

"She isn't joking." Edward told them grimly. He strode forwards and gently pulled back my sleeve. There was an audible gasp when everyone saw the scars. I looked across at Alex, who was looking more and more uncomfortable by the second.

"You got hurt?" Rosalie rushed over to me, looking worried. "Where? We need to get you treated straight away. Alice, help me." Rosalie and Alice grabbed hold of my arms and dragged me upstairs, whilst my parents stayed behind to grill Alex.

I craned my neck to see Alex looking up at me with an alarmed look on his face.

Sorry, I mouthed. And then I was being dragged to my room where Alice

returned with her arms full of clothes, making me strip down and put on the long figure-hugging negligee whilst Rosalie tended to my wounds, applying antiseptic and bandages.

"What did you do to yourself?" Rosalie asked.

"Fell though a window." I supplied helpfully.

"Talk about clumsy." Alice shook her head. "Thankfully your Mom might have been clumsy, but now she's the world's most graceful vampire. I guess you inherited her clumsiness for life."

I bristled. "Excuse me! I was sleepwalking."

Alice froze. "What?"

"I had a nightmare about…about my friend and then I realised that I had crashed through a window."

Rosalie wrinkled her nose. "Why did that dog save you?"

Alice shot her a look. "He's not a dog, Rose. Alex imprinted on Lizzie."

Rosalie's expression was one of shock. She turned towards me, her face paling even beneath her snow-white skin. "Is that true?"

I nodded. "You know about it?"

"And to think: a dog with my own niece!" She muttered in disgust.

I glared at her. "He's not a DOG, aunt Rosalie."

"Of course he's not!" Alice beamed, as Rosalie muttered about getting something and spun out of the room. "You know, I just love weddings – especially ones I get to organise!"

I looked at her suspiciously. "Are you hinting at something, Alice?"

She shook her head. "No. But if all works out well wedding bells will be chiming within a year or two."

I felt extreme pleasure when I imagined being Alex's wife. "That…would be wonderful."

"Lizzie, I'm sorry!" Rosalie came back looking contrite. She carried a small box under her arm, holding it out to me. I glanced inside, startled to see a silver chain with a small figurine of a wolf nestled inside.

"I want you to have this – I don't really hate werewolves. Not really. I'll try and do better, get to know Alex a little."

I blinked, surprised. It was nice she'd finally used his name. And it felt weird having my aunt apologise to me like that. "It's fine, don't worry."

She smiled widely at me. "Really?"

I nodded. "Sure."

"I swear I won't ever again call your soulmate a dog or a mongrel." She promised.

"I don't see her breaking her promise." Alice looked as though she had a headache. She skipped out of the room and Rosalie led me downstairs, where the others had not moved from their positions.

"You look better." Alex murmured as I went over to him and took his hand.

"I feel better, too. Can you give these clothes to Marie and tell her I said thanks?" I handed him the bag, but he declined, shaking his head.

"I'm sure you'll be able to come back to my house to give them to her." He said.

He glanced at Carlisle. "Will she?"

"Of course, Alex." He smiled gently at him. "And you should also come to our house to see Lizzie often."

"We agree." Jasper said.

"And I'm sorry for calling you a dog…Alex." Rosalie put in.

I glanced at Alex quizzically. What did he tell them that had made them accept him so quickly? I hadn't heard because I had been thinking about other things, not really concentrating.

"We are so glad Lizzie has finally found someone for her." Esme beamed at him.

Oh, right, of course. The imprinting. My family would want to know what connection Alex had to me.

Ales smiled at her, hesitant, and looked back at me. "You know, I have to be going. Marie will be getting worried."

"I'll see you out." I glared at Emmett and Jasper who were grinning; I had never met anyone as immature as them. Not so much Jasper, it was mostly Emmett who would start cracking jokes like he had had with Bella for bringing up the world's only clumsy vampire. Clumsy because I couldn't even jump through a window properly, even whilst I was sleepwalking. No doubt he would now latch onto my love life.

When the door closed behind us, I heard a snort, and Emmett burst into peals of laughter.

"Your family really care about you, don't they?" Alex asked.

I nodded. "They worry about me a lot, since I'm more fragile than them and not a full vampire."

"I think your parents were worried that I might not be compatible for you."

I frowned. "Carlisle and Esme?"

"No – Edward and Bella." My shock must have been evident on my face, because he carried on. "It was obvious, really. You have a similar scent."

"Oh. Oh."

He smiled at me, reaching out to take my hand. "You have to tell me more about your family sometime."

"You do know they can hear you, right?" I asked.

He grinned. "Sure." He leaned in and kissed me. I kissed him back softly, clinging onto him, when I heard someone clear their throat, and someone else burst into peals of laughter. Emmett would pay for this. I pulled away and looked at Alex.

"Guess you have to go now."

He chuckled. "Your uncle."

I laughed. "He couldn't be more obvious if he tried." The laughter got more raucous and Alex kissed me again, quickly, before he got into his car and drove off.

I zoomed through the front door and went to find Emmett.

At school that morning I saw Marianne waiting for me as usual at my locker.

"Hi, Lizzie!" Her eyes were shadowed and my mind flashed back to my vision.

"Marianne," I began tentatively, unsure whether to go on, but deciding it was worth it, "I was wondering…if you knew someone…called Jesse?"

A shocked look flashed across her face. "Where did you hear that from?"

"I just…I found out about…your sister – is she okay?" I tripped over the words.

"Where did you hear that from?" She breathed.

"You wouldn't believe me." I told her.

There was a hard look on her face. "I thought I could trust you."

"What?" I gaped at her. Marianne spun around and almost ran off.

"Marianne, wait!" I called after her. A few students looked at me and I ducked my head, blushing. Alex came up to me.

"Are you okay?" He took hold of my hand possessively.

"I'm fine," I assured him. He nodded, his eyes sweeping over me.

"What was that about?"

"I'll tell you at lunch."

He smiled devastatingly at me. "But we have time now."

I shook my head, resisting against his winning smile. "But I'll tell you at lunch."

He sighed. "If that's what you want."

I squeezed his hand gently. "It is."

Since it was Tuesday, we had biology in the lab. Marianne and I were usually partners but now I paired up with Alex over everything.

Marianne went with Perdity. After lesson, everyone left the room until gradually it was only Marianne and I. I had told Alex to go ahead because there was something I had to say to Marianne. I walked over to her, my feet stepping lightly over the floor.

"Marianne, can I talk to you?" I asked.

She glanced at me and then went towards the door. I froze in my tracks, startled, then ran after her. "Marianne, wait!"

She glanced at me and then slammed the door shut behind her, but not before I realised that she was crying. I stared after her, astonished, and then went to retrieve my bag. Turning around, my hand accidentally knocked off a glass beaker from the table.

It broke, the liquid stripping away my skin as an instantaneous reaction, and blood poured out from my hand. I dropped to the floor, crumpling into a ball as I cradled my hand, agony shooting through my body.

What…was in that beaker?

My hand…is burning.

I feel so…dizzy!