A/N: All right, so this chapter is doubling as an epilogue as well as a 'sneak-peek/lead-in' to the story's unofficial sequel, Dark Secrets. I've finished the prologue and chapter 1 of that story, so look for the first part in the next few days.

Lys – thanks for the heads-up on Jasper's Spanish name. I think I'm still going to keep it as Gaspar, though, just so that it doesn't look like I kept typo-ing his name. I figure it's a logical derivation – if I heard the name Gaspar and had to give the English equivalent, I'd probably think Jasper before Casper – and thus vice versa with Jasper and Maria's mostly-Mexican army. Besides, in the end Gaspar-Jasper-Casper are all the same name, just in different languages.

Oregon, 2048

Her delight at the smallest of things never ceased to amaze him.

"You're back," she sang out, wrapping her arms around his neck as he caught her up and whirled her around briefly. "Did you bring it?" she asked excitedly, releasing him. "I saw you put it in your pocket, you must have it…"

Jasper laughed as he caught her hand just as it was diving into his pocket. "Patience, Alice, patience," he told her teasingly, delivering a tender kiss when her lower lip jutted out in a cross pout. "Not everything in this world has to be instant gratification, my love."

"I've been waiting three months. Do you know how hard it is to wait that long?" she grumbled. "I feel practically naked without it…"

Laughing again as she made another attempt to retrieve the small box, he slid it out, keeping it carefully held captive in his hand. Growling under her breath in exasperation, Alice bounced up and down in barely-controlled excitement, hand held out expectantly.

"Alice Whitlock," he began to say affectionately, smiling as she managed to restrain the squeal. "You have made the last 100 years of my life heaven on Earth. I love you more every day, more than I ever dreamed one person could feel. You are my sun, moon and stars, and without you, nothing matters." His smile bursting into a grin as Alice nearly exploded with love, reaching up on tiptoes to kiss him, he opened the box and pulled out her present. "Will you let me try to make the next 100 years even better than the last?" he asked, carefully sliding her new wedding ring onto her finger.

"Oh, do you even have to ask?!" Alice squealed, throwing herself into his arms and kissing him repeatedly.

"Yes," he replied, the answer murmured into her neck. "And I do require an answer."

Alice laughed and kissed him again. "Yes, yes, a thousand times yes," she whispered into his ear. "My turn."

Jasper laughed again and set her down.

"Okay, so I don't have a huge speech prepared," Alice said. Her eyes were sparkling as she put the new band onto his finger. "Is saying 'I love you' ever going to be enough?"

"Darling, you don't even have to say it," Jasper replied, brushing her hair away from her eyes. They had just hunted earlier in the morning, so her eyes were a warm butterscotch. But he could still see that little tint of red, a colour so faint, he wasn't even sure that she herself could see it. The mark of how she'd spent her last few moments as a human… It was more noticeable in red eyes, it was true. Those ones he'd left behind in Mexico, whose eyes always seemed to glow like a newborn, even after a century of immortal life…

He would never tell her that he knew part of her forgotten past. That even if he didn't know who, where, when, why… he did know the how. And the mere thought was enough to make him sick. Some things Alice was better off – happier – not knowing.

"Happy anniversary, Lissy," he murmured, delivering one last, lingering kiss to her lips.

"Happy anniversary, Jazz," she replied softly. "You do remember our 100th anniversary isn't until next year, right?" she asked with a smile. "And it's in March, not August?"

"Then I'll get you a necklace to match in March," Jasper replied with a laugh. "I didn't think you were going to wait another year for a new ring. Besides, that's the wedding anniversary," he added. "Today is the 100th anniversary of our first meeting, and that's the more important date."

"My God, where do you come up with these things?" Alice asked in astonishment, kissing his cheek. "Did they, like, have schools on romancing girls in the 1800s?"

Jasper laughed. "No, but my mother taught me very well." He leaned in to kiss her yet again, then frowned as she sighed and directed him to her cheek. "What?"

"We're about to be interrupted," she grumbled, turning around just as the door opened and both Rosalie and Renesmee entered, quickly followed by Esme and Bella.

"Let. Me. See," Rosalie ordered.

Laughing, Alice held out the hand with her new ring on it.

"But it's just like the old one," Renesmee said in slight disappointment.

"I know," Alice said, deep satisfaction in her voice. "That's why I had to wait three months. Not many jewelers can still make rings in 1940s style."

Jasper laughed and joined his brothers and Carlisle at the door.

"Lucky," Emmett said darkly. "Alice is happy just to get a new ring. Rosalie wants an entire wedding."

"What, you aren't used to it yet after 113 years?" Edward asked teasingly. "She's demanded an entire wedding at least once a decade since 1935."

"I still keep hoping…"

"Wow, she's really excited over that ring, isn't she?" Carlisle commented.

Jasper rolled his eyes. "She's been fretting over the old set breaking for fifty years. But she wouldn't let me even look at getting new ones until the others actually broke." He looked back over at Alice.

She was in the middle of a vision, a frown of confusion on her face. No sooner had she come back to reality than had she gone, sat down on the bed and returned to her visions, her frown deepening as the frustration kept building.

"Alice?" Carlisle asked warily.

She held up a hand and shook her head, brow still furrowed in concentration.

"It's the Volturi," Edward murmured. "She sees them coming here, but she can't figure out why. Aro's using the limitations in her visions to keep the reason hidden."

"Why would they be coming?" Emmett asked. "Aro was just here a few years ago to check on Renesmee."

"Something major must've happened in the South," Edward said quietly. "Aro's come with the guard. Demetri, Felix, Alec, Jane… they're all with him. It's the only thing I can think of that would merit such a large group."

"But then why would they be coming here?" Emmett asked again.

"If I'm going down, I'm sure as hell taking you with me," Maria's voice hissed inside his mind.

Edward turned his attention to Jasper. "You don't think…" he started to say.

"It makes sense," Jasper replied quietly. "It's the only thing that makes sense."

"But you haven't done anything," Edward said. "Nothing –" Then he inhaled sharply, simultaneously with Alice screaming,

"NO!"

"They are, aren't they?" Jasper asked, resigned to the inevitable truth that he'd always known would happen one day.

"But you haven't done anything," Edward repeated, his tone bewildered. As he paused, Jasper went back to Alice, pulling her into his arms securely. Alice moaned in distress, burying her face into his shoulder.

"What's going on?" Rosalie demanded, turning around to look at Edward.

Edward was still trying to find the words when Jasper answered her quietly, rocking his wife comfortingly.

"The Volturi are coming to execute me."