Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. I just own Miracle and this plot.

A/N: I know I have the dates screwed up, but this is fan fiction so… yeah J

*The Present*

"You were really in love with her weren't you?" Bella asked. She was not really shocked about it. It was obvious that Jasper loved Alice, but there was always something missing. Bella could never quite place her finger on it either. Although, now she was guessing it had something to do with Miracle. As hard as people try not to they will always have feelings for the person they fell in love with first. Her mind went fleetingly to Alice in the garage probably listening to Jasper tell his tale. Bella felt god-awful that her best friend had to listen to her husband talk about another woman like this. However, her curiosity to learn more about Miracle won out.

There was a dreamy, far-away look in Jasper's tawny eyes as he answered. "Yes, I was. I loved Miracle more then I loved my own family." He let out a short chuckle. "It drove Momma crazy how I would drop anything just to spend time with Miracle. Nevertheless, I could not help it. She was a part of me and still is. Miracle molded me into the man I am today. If it wasn't for her I would most likely be a spineless wimp."

Bella smiled. She could not imagine Jasper any way but the way he is now. Rock solid, caring, tough, kind, and one hell of a fighter. How could Jasper be anything except for that? Simple, he could not. In her head, Bella thanked Miracle for making Jasper the way he is. But… then she went over the vampire's words in her head again. He said Miracle is still a part of him. What did he mean by that?

As if reading Bella's thoughts Jasper said, "Miracle is a vampire. I have tried to find her, believe me. It is more on my part then hers that I don't. I always get… distracted by Alice." He smiled softly.

"A vampire." Bella repeated. "How?"

"The same way I was created. A vampire named Maria was building a newborn army. She only wanted me, but she also changed Miracle." That's how I got my scars. Jasper didn't have to say it. Bella somehow knew that was what had happened. It gave him a dangerous edge and she liked that.

"Well," Bella began. "How? What?" She couldn't find the right word. Jasper just nodded. He knew what she was trying to get at.

"It was 1865..."

*1865 Jasper's P.O.V.*

Miracle curled up closer to me and I wrapped my arms tighter around her. After my father died in '63, I decided to join the Confederacy. Miracle had backed me all the way. Thankfully, I came back in 1864 in one piece to find her still waiting on me. Much to my momma's dismay, I married her. Miracle's family was extremely supportive of us. And now, a year later, we had a perfect little family. I was content with having just a daughter. Unlike other men, there was no wish in me to have a son. Down the hall, Bonnie began crying loudly. It was unusual. Bonnie hardly ever cried. She was a good baby.

Miracle looked at me, her angelic profile shadowed with worry. I brushed a strand of black hair from her face. It was my way of telling her not to worry without having to say the words aloud. She sat up, as Bonnie's wails grew louder by the second.

"Relax Darlin'." I said. "I'll go check on Bonnie." The walk down the hall to Bonnie's nursery is relatively short, but it seemed to be a lifetime before I got there. When I did, my blood started running like ice through my veins. A woman was standing over my daughter's crib, a cruel smile plastered on her lips. She turned when she heard me. Her eyes were red like a demon's eyes would be. Her skin was pale and smooth; cold as ice, I could tell, even from a distance.

"Such a beautiful child." The monster said. There was a ring to her voice. "Could less be expected with such a handsome couple for parents? It is nice to see you again Jasper." She reached out towards me. I went to move away, but caught a glimpse of Bonnie and rushed forward. I needed to know she was safe.

"Jasper? Is everything all right? I heard voices." Miracle walked in. I watched, as her silvery blue eyes grew wide with fear. "Who the fuck are you?"

The monster stepped toward Miracle. I found myself standing in front of my wife in a protective stance. The monster would not harm a member of my family. Not while I was around. Not while I was alive. Sure as hell not while the term family was so new to me.

"I'm Maria. You must be Miracle. Major Jasper Whitlock spoke of you often. As did his father Robert. It was quite a pity I couldn't stop with him. His blood was just too delicious."

Miracle flinched. I didn't know why. I didn't really know anything. Nothing would register in my head. The only thing I knew for sure was that Maria was a threat to Miracle and Bonnie. Maria glanced at me. In a movement so fast it was a blur she sunk her teeth in my neck. I screamed in pain. Something was burning my insides. Vaguely I could hear Miracle scream my name. Then there was nothing but the searing agony in me; a fire burning inside me that could not be put out. Before I lost the strength to keep my eyes open I saw Maria do the same to Miracle.

"Stay quiet for three days." Maria warned, "I'll be back after that to retrieve the two of you. You will more then likely be buried during that time, but do not worry." Either Maria left or I lost all consciousness after that. The next thing I remember was waking up in my family tomb. Miracle was sitting up beside me with her head on her knees and her hands covering her face. She turned toward me a let out a cry more animal then human.

"Miracle, what is it?" I tried to pull her to me but she wouldn't move. She just pointed beside her. Bonnie, seven month old Bonnie, was lying there dead with her throat ripped wide open. Her brown eyes were glazed over in a death stare. I choked back a sob. The monster Maria had ruined my daughter's life before she even got a chance to live it. I saw the door of the tomb open, which shocked me. It should have been pitch dark, but I could see just as if it was daylight. Maria stood in front of us silhouetted by the bright December moon. She motioned for me. I couldn't bring myself to move. I could only cling tightly to Miracle. Once again she motioned for me. When it was obvious I wouldn't move, Maria ghosted forward and grabbed my arm roughly.

"Say goodbye." She whispered looking at Miracle. I blinked slowly. What was Maria talking about? Before I could ask Maria pulled me off my ass and toward the exit. I struggled against her iron grip to no avail.

"Miracle!" I screamed reaching out for my wife. Miracle did nothing at first. Finally, though, she jumped up to take my hand. Suddenly the door slammed shut. I was alone with Maria.

"In time Jasper, you will forget." Maria promised.

*The Present*

Jasper looked at Bella. "I never forgot. Time and time again I wanted to go after Miracle."

"So why didn't you?" Bella just didn't get it. If he loved her so much why didn't he go after her? Why didn't he save her from the tomb?

There was a simple answer for Bella's question. "I was busy controlling Maria's newborn army. Maria always seemed to know when I was going to go after Miracle. She would… distract me. I fell in a depression. Peter, a man I met while serving for Maria, finally talked me into running away with him and Charlotte after several failed attempts. We parted ways after a while. Then, I met Alice. For the most part things are looking up. But every December I can't help but fall back in that dark depression."

An idea was forming in Bella's head. "This tomb. Out of curiosity, where would it be?"

Jasper walked over to the couch and sat down. "Houston, Texas."

Texas. Bella should have figured with Jasper's thick southern accent. "If I ever met Miracle how would I know it was her?"

"On the night of our marriage I gave Miracle a necklace. An oval-cut green amethyst with a sterling silver setting."

Bella shoved her notebook back in her book bag. "Well, thanks for the interview Jasper, but I better be getting back home. I guess I'll see you sometime?"

Jasper nodded. "Of course Bella."