*Jemima*

When the pain subsided, I didn't want to look away from him. I didn't want to wake up. Part of me knew that this was a nightmare. Why else would Jasper's eyes be red? I didn't want to have to get up, and go back to the home where I wasn't wanted, but I knew that eventually I had to.

I felt like I'd forgotten something. Something important, but I figured that I shouldn't worry about it too much. After all, I was ill right? I shouldn't have to worry. I felt...different...but I didn't know how. I was sure that Jasper looked even more beautiful than usual, despite his red eyes...and that everything was clearer, as if my senses were all heightened. Maybe this is what happens when you're about to die. That would explain why Jasper looked so unbelievably sad.

I didn't feel like I was about to die though, actually, I felt great. But I doubt that you know when you're about to die, I mean, you don't know when your about to fall asleep, or remember the moment before you do...maybe it's the same with dying?

I blinked, trying rid myself of sleep. This is strange. I knew that when you're in dreams, you don't realize you were dreaming until you wake up and realize something was wrong, - Yes, I'd watched Inception (bestfilmever) - but this felt different. If Jasper's eyes had been golden, I wouldn't have known I was asleep. But...I knew what was wrong with the dream...surely that meant I was awake?

Before I had a mini-mind-implosion, I tried to go along with it.

And then I realized that I'd just been staring at Jasper silently for ages like a total idiot. I smiled awkwardly.

"Ow!" I said, as my teeth somehow caught my tongue. I gasped, that's not my voice! The voice that had come from my lips was much too beautiful to be my own. Slowly, I spoke again, saying the first thing that came into my head, "Cotton-headed ninny-muggins,"

Jasper's expression when I said that was priceless, but I was too taken aback by my own voice. My voice sounded like an English version of Rosalie, with a deeper, richer edge to it. If only this was real...

"Jemima?"

Jasper's voice broke me out of my mind babble. He was staring at me with a mixture of expressions on his face that I could see in perfect detail with my newly clear sight. I found the remnants of grief etched onto his face, but overpowering it all was joy, happiness, excitement, pride, and a hint of lust, but clearer than them all, and an expression I was sure I could've seen when I had normal sight, was love. The lust part made me a little embarrassed, but my heart swelled with affection and mirrored his love.

"Jasper..."

With a grin that I'd never seen before, Jasper wrapped his arms around my neck, holding me against him lovingly and protectively. It was over too soon though, as Jasper pulled away suddenly, "Wait..." he looked at my eyes quickly, "how could I not notice that?"

"What? Jasper, what's wrong?" I asked, sitting up. Jasper moved backwards, confusion on his face,

"You aren't like a newborn...your normal. Your eyes...your eyes are golden..."

"Jasper, what are you talking about? My eyes aren't golden, and what the heck's a newborn?"

Okay, this dream is going to make me depressed when I have to wake up.

"Oh, you don't know," he whispered, his eyes widening. That was when Carlisle walked in; followed by the rest of his family, including two vampires, and a child I'd never seen before.

"Well, that's interesting..."Carlisle said when he saw my eyes,

I gasp echoed around the other vampires. I spotted Rosalie under Emmett's arm, "Oh my God, Rosalie are you okay?"

She nodded, "I'm fine, Jemima. I'm surprised you remember,"

"Of course I remember, you saved m-," I paused, and it all came back to me.

My eyes widened, and nearly fell back onto the desk.

"Oh..."

I glanced at Jasper, who looked beyond guilty, "I...I'm not dreaming..."

Jasper's eyes narrowed a little in confusion, "No, you're not."

"But her eyes," the female brunette who I didn't recognise interrupted, "they're not red,"

"Why would they be red? Is that some after effect of the fire-thing?" I asked now feeling a little sick at what I remembered. The pain...

"Jemima, what do you remember about before the fire started?" Carlisle asked, his voice soft and caring.

I puffed out my cheeks in thought, "I...Jasper was chasing us...and...I don't know,"

Carlisle glanced at Jasper, who looked down, before saying, "You were bitten, Jemima."

I felt as if I'd had cold water thrown all over me, "Bitten? By what?" I asked stupidly,

Jasper looked up, "Me,"

"But what does that mean? I'm not...I can't be..." I stuttered, realization flooding my mind, "I'm a vampire?"

"You are," Carlisle said calmly,

"So...that means I look like you guys?" I asked hopefully,

Everyone seemed taken aback, before Carlisle answered, "Yes, but I don't think you understand how life-changing this is..."

"Meh," I said, waving a hand, "I've been through plenty of life-changing things, I think I can deal with it."

Carlisle's serene expression slipped to reveal a smile, "If you think so, then I will explain what you will have to go through later. Now tell me, are you thirsty?"

"Not really. Why?"

"Extraordinary," Carlisle said excitedly, "maybe you're a new kind of vampire! Or maybe it's your gift!"

"My gift?"

"Jemima, did you have a link with anything when you were a human? Were you...very humane or..."

"The earth," Jasper said suddenly, cutting everyone off.

"What?" I asked, dumbfounded.

"You have a link with the earth," Jasper seemed to be working it out as he spoke, "I saw it first when I followed you in the forest...sorry about that..."

"That's okay,"

"...you looked like a nature spirit, and your eyes were green. Then when you were in the forest and you were being chased by the werewolves, it was because they'd been unusually drawn to you. That's it! You have a connection with nature!"

"Of course!" I exclaimed, "I remember when I was running through the forest that I'd thought about never falling over in the woods, would that have anything to do with it?"

"Maybe. Maybe it wants to protect you; maybe you have powers over it!"

"What, like controlling plants and stuff?"

"Who knows?"

Me and Jasper stood grinning at each other, whilst everyone else looked on confusedly. Finally, Carlisle spoke,

"So, you think that Jemima has a connection with nature that allows her to go without thirst?"

The unknown male vampire answered for us, "It means that she doesn't have to kill what she's connected to. She might be able to live off of normal food,"

"You mean, I won't have to drink blood?" I said hopefully,

"It looks that way," He said, jealousy clear on his face,

"Wow."

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