A/N: Told ya I wasn't finished. When it's the end you'll know it. Mainly because there is a real finality to it. But that's not important now. Here's the next chapter. Oh please review if your muse feels like it.

Chapter 29

"Not now." She said sternly.

"Not now?"

"Not here."

"Not here?"

"No." She said even more firmly than before.

"No." I gave in. I swear guys get the most mixed up signals in the world. I may not remember much, but I can remember from all the movies and TV specials that girls are supposed to find spontaneous romantic. That never ever, ever, never, ever, never, ever seems to be the case.

"When?" I asked keeping with the simple one or two syllable sentences.

"Soon," Alice crawled back into the driver seat. "Very soon," her lips turned up in a highly seductive smirk.

I groaned, mainly in my mind, but a little out loud. "Where are we going?" I asked after a long pause.

"I dunno. I was thinking Alaska; Dutch Harbor to be exact." She said in a completely serious tone.

"Alice, I grew up in Columbia, Missouri; I've lived in Chicago, and Phoenix. All of those three places have a few things in common: sun that comes out at least three times a week, average yearly temperatures above freezing, and they're all places where people out number livestock." I said joking with her; I would go anywhere just to stay near her.

"Missouri, Illinois, Arizona; those are places you lived in, don't look now but your other memories are coming in."

"I know those are all places I…" Holy shit, "I don't even remember remembering those memories, if that makes any sense."

"No, not really; I remember all of the memories I remember." Alice said in a fit of laughter. After gaining her composure she casually turned the key, starting the car she slid right back on to the near empty highway. She made a tidy U-turn going back to her house at mach three. Apparently that's what 'very soon' means in Alice Cullen's world; we were back in the garage in less than a second.

Okay it just felt like less than a second, I don't really know how long it was. Minutes I imagine. When the car finally came to a complete stop, and all tray tables and seats were in an upright and locked position, we ran into the house like a pair of giddy school girls. Emasculating I know, but it was a feeling that was the polar opposite than I felt with…with…it wasn't Katherine, it was while I was in Arizona. I guess it doesn't matter. It's certainly not something that I'm not going to obsess over for at least the next five minutes…err I mean forty-five minutes…err I mean forty-five hours.

It was a good feeling though, one I sure as hell haven't felt in years. I think Alice felt the same way; she was keeping up with my pace, but I could tell by the look in her eye that she wanted to be upstairs yesterday. I did what I could; I reached down as fast as I could, hooking one arm around her legs and the other around her shoulder. It was my turn to sweep her off her feet. For all of her rock hard skin and amazing fighting prowess she was as light as she looked. She squeaked as I caught her by surprise, and wrapped her arms around my neck placing light kisses along my neck.

I loved her not having her visions of me. I love it when I have surprise on my side.

I carried her as rapidly as I could up the seemingly endless flight of stairs; it took way, way, way too long to get up the stairs and find the door to her room. Naturally the door was shut. Nothing is ever easy.

I had to kick it open. Not an easy thing to do when you're carrying someone, even someone as light and tiny as Alice. On the second kick the door flew open, along with chunks from the door frame. I didn't wait for the door to stop before I continued my frenzied sprint into her room. That's the last time I'll be using that expression today.

I felt like I just placed first in any major marathon as I finally reached the gigantic bed that had been my entire world for the last three weeks. At least this time I was going to have some fun in it.

Alice shifted in my arms, bringing her face level with mine; for the first time her golden eyes were burning solely with wanton desire. Everything in the world stopped as her cold sweet breath washed over me, causing everything in my overused brain to turn all my focus on her; her smooth flawless rock hard skin, her ever-darkening liquid topaz eyes, and her gravity defying spiked raven hair. It was like going form an old analogue TV to a state of the art high definition TV; I definitely needed to look at her like this more often, like all the time often.

An indeterminate moment passed; I just stood over the plush bed staring at my angelic demon (I'm close to getting over the whole vampire thing, I promise.)

A gently evil smile spread across her tiny face and her eyes glazed over; by the looks of it she was having a very nice vision.

So much for surprise.

After her eyes regained their normal life she leaned in, kissing me gently at first; but soon she pressed her lips into mine with all the force she could use without sending me to the hospital. The force of her relentless kiss sent both of us tumbling onto the awaiting bed. Her cold red lips never left mine as she rolled us over on out sides unlocking her strong legs from my back, and keeping her arms locked around my neck.

I may not be the most experienced man in the world, but I sure as hell wasn't sitting still and letting her do all of the work. I worked my arms underneath her short dress, a pain considering my wrist was still in a cast, rubbing her naked back as we continued towards the world record for longest kiss between a wizard and a vampire. Slowly my fingers worked their way up to her upper back. She wasn't wearing a bra, if she didn't have a vision of this; she had a feeling this was going to happen sooner rather than later.

After a close call with hypoxia I begrudgingly broke off our kiss, eliciting a small moan of frustration from Alice. Not that she stayed frustrated for much longer, I moved my lips from hers softly making my way down to her neck, biting fiercely where her pulse point would have been; she arched her back into in to my awaiting hands, letting out a feral moan of pleasure in the process. I would definitely have to remember this point for future use.

That action sent her past the point of no return, in a flash her hands were off my neck and on my shirt. A flash later and my shirt was neatly torn in two and lying on either side of the room. I'm not sure if it was her aggression or the very real fear, but something was really getting my heart going faster than it had been.

My turn, I knew with my hand what it was I couldn't simply rip her dress off her with near as much force as she used, but that didn't stop me because I have a few other neat trick up my sleeve. I focused a small bit of magic into my fingers and the dress around them; tiny needle like flames followed the seams of her dress until they were gone, causing the dress to fall in an inglorious heap beneath us.

If there is a word stronger than perfect for the naked figure in front of me I don't know it. Flawless, maybe; or angelic; but for right now I'm going to stick with perfect. Perfect was the only way to describe this beauteous creature's figure; if Alice hadn't been captured on canvas in oil, by God she should have been. The way the dull grey light seemed to easily radiate off of her, the way every curve on her body seemed to fit the very definition of beauty, and the way her eyes seemed to stare straight through me; she was perfect, I know I'm in danger of sounding like a broken record but I don't give a flying fuck.

I didn't even get a second to appreciate this beauty because before I knew it her lips crashed against mine in pure hunger, her tongue probed the deepest recesses of my mouth, as mine did hers. Her lips, her mouth, her tongue all tasted as sweetly as they smelled. Her pert breasts pushed harder into me as she began touching every part of my body she could lay her hands on.

Suddenly we both became aware of a nasty problem, I still had pants on. Not that it turned out to be a real problem, because Alice disposed of them in the same quick manner she'd used on my shirt without even breaking this newest attempt at a record long kiss. Now we were both as naked as a new born, only a whole hell of a lot less innocent. It wasn't the first time I'd been this close with Alice, in fact we were this close many times a day, but without close on it was different. I know I know duh, but the cliché is a cliché because more often than not it's true.

The truly miraculous part of the whole thing was the heat that seemed to radiate from the core of her otherwise frigid frame; either that or I was hallucinating and right now either is perfectly fine with me. When we finally reached world record length I gently pulled away from her hungry mouth moving down to my friend the pulse point former. Again she moaned and arched her back in shear ecstasy. Every inch of her, it seemed, was amazingly sweat.

Alice, not one who like to be out of control for very long, took total control of the rest of our…umm…arrangement; forcing me onto the flat of my back with her cold hands clamped onto my shoulders; her feral side getting the best of her at last.

~*~

The rest of this is something best left to the imagination, or so it has always been my opinion. Even when I was in junior high and all the other idiot teenagers where sneaking looks of free hardcore porn on the school computers when the burned out teachers weren't watching them too closely, I always thought the wind up was more interesting than the pitch, please excuse the baseball analogy.

After it was over Alice laid completely motionless in my arms, her cold bloodless skin still pressed against my warm body. I closed my eyes resting my head on her shoulder enjoying the absolute simplicity of the moment. Nothing short of an atomic bomb or an all out Faerie war was going to get me to move from this exact spot.

Alice absently shifted in my arms, pretending to be asleep; I smiled, mainly to myself, placing a light kiss under her delicate looking earlobe. "I love the way you pretend to sleep," I whispered into her ear.

"Shh, I'm asleep," she joked rolling over to face me. Her eyes were close to jet black and the circles under her eyes made her look like she went six rounds with either Mike Tyson or Chris Brown.

"Sure you are." I said with evident sarcasm gently patting her on the head.

"I need to go get something to eat before I decide your blood is too good to pass up." She sighed pecking me on the cheek before sliding out of my arms and into her closet. Alice came out of there in four seconds flat wearing what could only be described as a high end jogging suit, I think. Fashion along with décor has never been one of my strong points. With all unnecessary show she jumped out the window, heading off into the surrounding forest in a dead sprint.

I lay back down on the overstuffed bed, a goofy smile plastered on my face. I think this may be what true happiness feels like. I still have the vaguest feelings of my life other than Alice, but for right now she's enough; I like this feeling. The room seemed really familiar to me; I suppose it would, what with me living in it for the past three weeks and all.

Sleep, real, resting sleep; that was the only thing currently occupying my to-do list; though I doubt it will be until Alice gets back.