A/N: Here we go, guys. Last chapter had some awesome reviews, and it put me to work. Thank you so much for the reviews, the alerts, and the favorite adds. You guys rock and I hope you guys enjoy. Lemon alert, and if you don't care to read it, skip down to the first break. :)

Disclaimer: I own diddly-squat Twilight. Andie and other OCs (ahem) are of my design and execution. Word to your mama, homes.

AlicePOV:

She owned me. She completely dominated every aspect of the initiation, from carrying me to sanctuary to shedding my clothing without ripping it. Somewhere deep inside myself, the piece of me that wasn't all instinct noted that it was a nice show of control on Andie's behalf, considering that we were utterly instinct right then. I'd wanted this from the moment she had spoken to me when she came to be in this new existence, and it had nearly killed me when Leah had interrupted earlier; it was a testament to how far my control stretched to not join Andie in engaging her to fight.

But none of that mattered now, as she was finally against me, pinning my hands above my head as she kissed me, and ground her hips into mine hard. Shockwaves of incalculable porportions ripped through my entire body, bright white lights flashed before my eyes. I had not ever felt this level of ecstasy with her, and now that we were on even footing, I felt that this was truly our first time mutually making love, despite the vampiric aggression involved. It thrilled me to splay my fingers on her back once she released my wrists to place her hands on my body, feeling her muscles roll like cool liquid beneath her skin as she moved against me. It made me think of watching her take her first kill in the clearing: I nearly came all over myself watching Andie attack, and the thought of how she looked on top of me now was enough to make me whimper. She was all speed and accuracy, death in a single shot, she was an exquisite predator; right now, I was very much her prey. I gasped as I felt her push inside, my back arching and my hips lifting to pull her as deep as she could go, and she whimpered against my chest as her lips devoured the sensitive flesh there.

My fingers worked their way up from where they had been clutching my mate to me by her rear, feeling the magnificence of her strength in her upper back and her powerful shoulders as we thrusted against each other, until they wound themselves in the soft silk of her beautiful hair. She was perfect, and she was mine. The blaze of pride that surged through me gave the fire in my belly fuel to flare, and I pushed myself up into a sitting position to reach her ear as she played me like an instrument she'd known all her life.

There was a song she had played once, in those first times we had been intimate, by an artist with a flair for poetry despite the heavier tone of the music. Her words were beautiful, and well written and versed, and the sound of Andie's voice whispering the words to me while I made love to her then had pushed me to my limits and beyond. I returned the favor now to the best of my ability, kissing my way up her neck, panting and moaning my way to her ear. I repeated the line that had pushed me over. "Honey... you are my favorite... most dangerous fascination," I breathed with a whimper as she froze against me at the words, going rigid inside of me. She pulled back to look into my eyes, and I was met with the blackest of black, dark with need of me. I continued to move my hips against her, my thighs tightening as hard they could around her hips, my hands leaving her neck to roam down her chest to her now toned stomach, making her shudder against me. "Tempt me, devil," I went on with the next verse of the song, so close to coming as she finally broke out of the dazzle I had placed on her and pushed me back down on my back; there was a shine in her eyes, something I'd never seen before, amethyst as her human eyes had been. It brought me closer to the edge, seeing the light in her eyes. "Teach me... what you think... I need..." I couldn't think of the rest of the verse, as she had my brain reeling from the feel of her inside, outside, tearing through my soul, and I couldn't look away from her eyes, but like a whisper in the very back of my mind, it came to me. "Her fingers... are Caesar... slowly conquering me." The light in her eyes got brighter and I felt myself begin to shake beneath her, a sure sign of what was coming. Thunder of a heart beat I did not have could not describe the pounding in my head as thoughts, visions, and flickers all were muted to a roar as all I focused on was my mate. "We move like Buddhas..." I broke off with a loud noise, arching up into her as she gave an extra long and talented move with her hips behind her hand, her fingers pushing against that spot deep inside.

"Twisted in a silent scream, our souls explode with a Shiva frequency," Andie picked up, and I realized she had gotten control of her instinct as well. She kissed me sweetly, and I reached down from where my fingers had rested on her lower abdomen and slipped between us, against her. She gave a tiny noise as she pulled back from my lips with a tiny smile, moving with a slower pace now, keeping me from reaching my finish completely. How frustratingly wonderful. Then she locked lips with me once more before moving her mouth down my body, going for the one thing I've never allowed her to do, and I couldn't help but grin as my head rocked back and my hips searched for the relief she was coming down to give. "Oh, god!" I cried when she swooped the tip of her tongue down the entirity of my folds, tremors shooting through my thighs. Her silent laugh sent air across the wetness accumulated under her dexterous fingers, and I shook uncontrollably again with a tortured noise coming out of me. I had never felt this way before. I needed this. "Andrea... please. Please. I want you to taste me, please," I begged unabashedly as she looked up at me from between the thighs I once feared would claim her life in this position. I feared that no more.

She placed light kisses up the inside of one thigh, inhaling deeply with a contented smile on her face, like she was finally home after a long trip. Once she had paid the other thigh the same affection, she brushed her lips across the thin patch hair that was across the mound of my sex, inhaling again at the scent of me that became stronger by every second she was so close to me, down there. So close.

It felt like hours before I finally felt the pull of her lips on me, then the slick, smooth muscle of her tongue as it slipped out and nudged against the hard nub of nerves at the top, then slid down to my entrance, pushing in and out a few times before sliding back up. Her lips closed on me, and she gently suckled the flesh and nerve, but I didn't want teasingly gentle. "Andie... make me come, baby. Please. Don't tease."

Those words were all it took. Suddenly she had grasped my hips and lifted them into her face and my hand was tangled once more in her hair, and I was rolling my hips like crazy against her mouth, making noises that surely would embarrass me later. Dear god, I was so glad I never let her do this when she was human; I would have accidentally hurt her in this process. There was no way I could have controlled myself, not with the way she was making me feel right now. Nearly a hundred and ten years old, and I have never felt as I did at that moment. I'd found her, I fell in love with her, and she was here with me now, she was mine, no one else's, for eternity. "I love you," I whispered, my body rocking with the oncoming explosion, and she did not release me until it was over and she had taken every bit of it, detaching from me with a slight pop.

She kissed and nuzzled her way back up my body, making me shiver in her arms when she finally lay beside me and held me close, tucking her face beneath my jaw to kiss my neck and whisper "I love you, too," in my ear before finally meeting my lips.

I purred in satisfaction of my scent all over her, claiming her against any other immortals from coming close to what was mine. Before I could even fully form the thought, I had flipped her over on her back, drawing a chuckle from her, as if she knew this was coming. I could still see the amethyst light behind her eyes as she grinned up at me, putting an arm behind her head to prop up and look at me. I had a vague feeling that I was seeing her soul, much like she could see mine. It was beautiful, and addicting to me, as I felt compelled to stare at it as if it would disappear if I looked away, even for a second. "Andie," I whispered, and she raised an eyebrow. "I think I see your soul. It's amethyst, just like your eyes were." There was a moment of surprise on her face, but then she seemed to understand.

"It would only make sense," she whispered back, reaching up to touch my cheekbone below my right eye, smiling softly. "It belongs to you, after all."

AndiePOV:

I'd never felt so sure of myself than I had for the forty-five minutes since the rest of the family had given us time to.. er, work out some issues. I struggled to catch my instinct in the beginning, but when she began to recite Otep to me in my ear, it brought me back to a very human moment in a vice versa situation. That was what saved the wall that was sure to fall through at any moment, as I had heard something there begin to creak ominously. Calm down now, and if it happened later, we could blame it on Rose and Emmett.

She'd never let me try to touch her with anything but a tentative hand, as I'm sure a broken wrist would not have been fatal, as opposed to if she was to have crushed my skull. But now... Now I could take my time kissing all the way down her beautiful body for the first time, and finally show her exactly where my deepest desire for her lie, in showing her how much I loved every part of her, head to toe, inside and out. Worship, the only thing that comes to mind as she whispered those sacred words to me as she looked dead into my eyes as we indeed twisted together in a silent scream of victory, of ecstasy. She was my other half and she was finally mine in nearly every way. And soon to be my wife, as soon as I could arrange it. I worshipped her. She owned me.

The caress of her voice whispering those three words that held so much magic over my entire being; saying them as she fell over the edge and I took her into me, to merge her with this body I now wore, just as the blood of my prey. I was insanely proud that it was my right to to whisper them back before I met her lips with mine, knowing that her purr came from her taste and scent on me. This would spark that same need in her, to allow me to mark her with my own scent, so when she flipped me over on my back and that lilac light burned beautifully in her ebony eyes, I merely smirked. I knew what was to come from this point. Except for what she said. "I think I can see your soul. It's amethyst, like your eyes were." She'd never seen them before now, and mine was the first she'd seen. Well, it made sense, I suppose as it belonged to her. I told her so.

"Andie..." She moved to where she was straddled across my lap, looking down at me, biting her lip nervously. "I want to ask you something, but..."

"Just ask me, Alice, you can ask me anything, I'll always answer honestly."

"I know what the answer will be, but you hesitated in the vision. I wanted to know what the hesitation was for," she said slowly, not meeting my eyes, looking down to the bedside table to my right. I remained silent, waiting on her to continue, because I felt there was more. Then her eyes shifted back to mine, and her soul was a tiny light, as if it were shrinking back from me, and I didn't like that at all. "Andrea, I want you to marry me, I want you to be my wife, and I want to remarry you every fifty years, for the rest of our existence. And in my vision, when I decided to ask you, really ask you to marry me, you... you hesitated. Why would you?"

My brow furrowed. Why would I have hesitated? I had no doubts about Alice, and our future, none at all. I just didn't know where we could go to actually have a ceremony and obtain a piece of paper that stated we were legally married. I had thought about that when I was human. "Alice, I honestly can't tell you a reason why I might have hesitated, because I am going to marry you, and soon. I know it, you know it, everyone we know knows it. The only thing that could make it more official would be the rings."

She gave me a small smile, one dimple caving in, and she reached over to where her eyes had trained a few moments earlier, coming back with a small black box. "I may have taken the initiative," she said, and I tore my eyes away from the box in her hand to meet her eyes again, finding home in the pinkish-purple light there in the returning gold. "But I want to tell you some things, first, so that we're in the clear, okay?"

I nodded and waited for her to go on, and she slid sideways off of me and onto the bed, folding her legs beneath her. I pulled myself up into a sitting position so as to look her directly in the eyes. "I've waited on you since I first opened my eyes to this existence, seventy years before you were even born. I had my family, but I still felt lost, like a puzzle piece forgotten beneath the table. Then around noon on May fourteenth of 1990, something changed. I was happy, smiling, no longer focusing on what I might or might not have lost as a human. It was as if a weight I'd carried all my existence had been relieved, and I could stand up straight for the first time. I didn't loathe the sunrise anymore." She paused and smiled at me, and I smiled back; May 14, 1990 was the day I was born, at 11:52 a.m. Sucking her bottom lip thoughtfully, she went on. "The day you came to be in this world, it was like I knew I was no longer alone. My... soul, wow, it recognized the shift of energy as another soul now shared the same thread of fate." She stopped and stared at me again, with that same little grin.

"What is that smile about?" I couldn't help but ask, grinning back at her uncontrollably, making her giggle.

"Nothing, love, just how lucky I am... a point to which I reaching," she replied, and I made a gesture for her to continue. "I never told you, but I was playing with the idea of Paris before deciding to stay in the States." She looked almost guilty telling me this, but after I gave her jaw a reassuring stroke, she looked back at me. "So, I went with Jazz to Dartmouth, but only under the condition he spend the next college run in France with me."

"Hold on," I interrupted her; I couldn't help it. "If you had gone to Paris, when would you have left?"

She gave me a strange look but answered the question. "In the fall of '08, why?"

My mouth dropped open, remembering the trip I had missed out on after my senior year. "I was going to spend the first semester of college in Paris, just for kicks and to feed my history fetish. I would have gotten there in late August, and would have stayed until June '09. I aborted because my father didn't like the thought of me taking a year off, so I went directly into school, like he wanted. I decided to go on to college that May, just after my birthday, right before graduation."

"So, you think we would have met, even in Paris?"

I nodded my head." If we had indeed moved there, then yes, but it just further proves the point that we're meant to be. I'll bet my decision to stay influenced your decision to stay, as well. Our souls knew it was time."

"I'm so lucky I'm immortal. I would have died a miserable human, never having known you, or this," she breathed a moment later, after looking at me curiously, before seeming satisfied with what she found. "You're an enigma that I want to spend eternity figuring out, Andrea Louise Fowler. And you're right, I'm sure your decision is what led to mine. Fate was pulling our string taught and plucking it so that we reverberated into the same place. It was cruel, how tempting you were for me, though, love. When you finally get a whiff of a human, I want you to imagine that times, like, a billion. That would be what I had to suffer the first year I knew you."

"I'm sorry, Alice," I mumbled; though I knew it was out of our hands, I still felt guilty that my human blood had tested her near-perfect control.

"No matter, Andie, it's all a memory, now. And it all came to be as we wanted. Now all we have left to tie us are these and what they symbolize." She flipped open the box and I saw twin rings, tiny and silver and crusted in tiny diamonds, nestled together in the pillow of the box. "I know it seems like we've been on the fast track since we finally admitted what has existed the whole time, but I only speak for myself when I say that you've been mine since the moment I saw you. With that in mind, our relationship has spanned for nearly three years, and it has been the happiest three years I've ever had. I would be the happiest vampire breathing if you would please accept my ring and my hand, and become my wife." I saw the tears appear that would never fall, and my cold heart broke at the look on her face, so innocent and hopeful, like I could shatter her with the slightest touch. Her soul twinkled brightly at me, as if waving hello. "Will you please marry me, Andie?"

"Of course," I whispered, cupping her jaw and closing the distance between us to kiss her. No hesitation. I don't know what had spurned that in her vision, unless I had been bedazzled by the light in her eyes when she asked, baring all of her brilliant soul to me without truly knowing she was doing it. Alice was mine, and not even just in the instinctual aspect alone. She was what the sane part of me, the human left in me, adored and worshipped. She was the light in my life, before and after I had become this. She was why I became this. I could never leave her, because I belonged to her just as sure she was mine. I felt her press a ring into the palm of my right hand as she took my left into her own, and we slipped the rings into their rightful places at the same moment, never pulling away from each other. It felt like it was a part of me, and it had only just met the base of my finger. This was my Alice, wrapped around my finger.

Am I being cheesy? Cheesy never felt so good.

AlicePOV:

"We're home!"

Emmett's voice boomed out as if we'd had no idea that they had arrived back several, several hours later. We only had a few more hours before the cousins would come pulling up with the horn honking, so I was trying to convince Andie to take a quick hunt so she would be composed before my vision's fruitation. She was insistent on remining right where we were, tangled in the sheets of a bed that had never had as much use as it had in the past few days. While I was in total agreement that it would be amazing to carry on as we had been, kissing and touching, rolling and thrusting... Okay, I had to let go of those thoughts... I knew there were more important things to handle.

"Come on, we have tell them! Rose is going to flip," I said excitedly to my soon-to-be-wife, who groaned playfully before pulling me back down on her to hold me.

"Alice," she half-whined, half-moaned into my ear, just enough to make me shudder and very nearly give in. I struggled to get out of her arms, and succeeded so I took my chance to jump back from her, out of reach.

"Later. I swear, I promise, I'll sign a contract, but please just come with me," I pleaded with her and she finally gave in with a huff, throwing her legs off the bed with such a force that the bedrail snapped. I stared at the sagging matress and support box, then bursted into giggles. "All of the strain we've placed on that bed, and it only gives under your little newborn temper."

She glared at me as she went to her dresser and began to pull clothes out of it. "For that, I'm showering alone," she said tauntingly, and I just shook my head as she went into the bathroom and shut the door, locking it. As if it would keep me out if I truly wanted in.

"Go right ahead, there's several more in the house, you know!" I called to her, dashing into my closet to find a cute dress, keeping in mind that she had said my soul was lilac. I found the color I was looking for and dashed out of the room again before she could reappear from the bathroom.

I ran into Rosalie in the hallway, and she looked at me, her nose wrinkled. "God, Alice. Is that all you two did for last sixteen hours?"

"Shut up, Rose," I giggled, and as I danced past her into her room to use their shower, I turned around and showed my left hand to her, making her eyes go wide. I held a finger to my lips as she made to say something and she gave a sigh, but nodded.

"Is everyone here?" I asked no one in particular, as everyone could hear the question.

"Everyone but Edward, Bella, and Nessie, dear," Esme replied quietly, and I grinned.

"Tanya and the gang will be here in exactly an hour and fifty-two minutes. I'd like to have everyone here for an announcement."

"Alice! No! What?" Andie exclaimed from the shower next door, and I heard it shut off as I began to wash.

"Yep," I said with a grin. "I want to shout it out to all ears, love. Can you blame me?" I teased her, and she growled.

"What is going on, Alice?" Carlisle asked me, and I grinned.

"Just have to wait and see, Pop," I said cheekily, and I heard my mate give an unwilling chuckle as Emmett laughed his loud laugh.

I smiled to myself as I finished up, and it was when I was getting out and drying myself that I felt the haze of a strong vision coming, one of those I had no hopes in fighting off, and the dazes we often had to expalinaway to humans in school.

She had long black hair, and moved through the tops of the trees with moves like the most graceful of ballerinas. Her eyes had the muddy look of a blood drinker in dietary transistion from human blood to animal, and there was a playful grin on her lips as she scurried through the trees, and now it became clear she was hunting- a rather large mountain lion.

"Here, kitty, kitty," she purred. "You're a beautiful being, and I am awfully sorry, but your majesty must end tonight." Then a troubled look crossed her features as the cat screamed its defiance at her words. "So I don't become monsters like them," she whispered to herself before she even noticed the cat had launched itself at her. She fed from it, stroking the fur around its neck as she drained it, and when she pulled back, she hopped from the low branch their chase had ended upon, lying it on the ground almost reverently. "I hope these Cullens can help me," she whispered, looking to the east, where her destination lie. "Perhaps the Seer can predict my arrival before they harm me. I just want to state my story and ask their advice. Then I will be on my way."

She began to run the direction her nose told her to travel, following the scents of other vampires, ones that did not smell exactly the same as others she'd known, but worrying briefly what the other scent intermingled could be. "It's repugnant, how could they make this a coven stead?" she muttered to herself, then she smelled it stronger. "What the hell?" she cried.

The vision went white, and I knew what that meant. The wolves had found this female vampire, and were hot on her trail. "CARLISLE! WE HAVE COMPANY!"

I flew downstairs and out of the back door, heading west towards the place I'd last last seen her, hoping to catch her before the wolves intervined. Something was telling me to stop them from hurting her. Andie was running directly to my right, and I interlaced my fingers with hers, squeezing gently. It was as if she had been here for something like this before, the way she had just solidified with the rest of us so easily when we headed here as one.

About a mile from where I'd seen her, a howl rang long and true, and I recognized the wolf it belonged to. It was Leah's howl, and if she were the first wolf on the scene, then I could only pray that this vampire wasn't already being torn to shreds.

A/N: Remember when I said I got something for Leah's punk ass? Heh. Okay, so how was it? Are you still with me, people? :P Reviews went up a lil last chapter, so let's see if we can make it to 50... please?

Song lyrics from the lemon are Otep's "Sweet Tooth", and if you haven't heard it, sheesh, where have you been? It's amazing! And it was perfect. And Otep is a poetic genius. Okay, I'm done.