The family stood in a line waiting for me or Edward to say when they got close. The sun was nearing its highest point in the sky and my skin sparkled like a thousand diamonds as it bathed the ground in its merciless heat. The Major held my hand tracing patterns on the back of it with his thumb as if letting go would mean my death, the fact that he could be loving and caring seemed completely foreign to Peter and unnerved him somewhat. I closed my eyes taking in the scent of my surroundings and pushing my mind out to search for people who should not have been there. Then I smelt it, the sweet scent that made venom pool in my mouth, it was getting closer.

"They know she's new born…they want to distract her," Edward said features turning hard with the thought as his shoulder hunched as if preparing himself for an impact. The Major growled looking to me with such passion and dominance that I knew I could never defy him. The burning clawed at my throat, I knew I must stay and protect my mate but the heat which enflamed every inch of my body was almost mind numbing. I could see them now, thirty of them with a tiny Hispanic woman dragging what looked to be a small child with, the woman who should have been dead. I whimpered, the child made me so thirsty but as I looked into her terrified blue eyes I knew they had made a terrible mistake bringing her here. I kept perfectly still as the army lined up.

"Oh Major…I have missed you," Maria said, a tinkling laughter emanated from her smirking mouth. More are on the cliff tops, about eight…the wolves can handle them, I thought so Edward would know. I pushed my mind out, searching the area for more but could find none. The major receded and I frowned.

"Maria…leave now…" Jasper said taking two steps forward, which was two steps away from me and towards her and I REALLY didn't like it. I growled warningly and the tiny woman found it amusing her lips curling into a sickening smirk. Oddly her size was about the same as Alice so I knew she would be easy to destroy however skilled of a fighter she was; the complication was the others behind her. They were older than me, weaker but still with strength to rival Emmett and I couldn't take them all. The safety of the others started to bother me which I found slightly confusing, they weren't my mate…yes they were family…but the concept of family still eluded me in my memories. I knew I must have had one at some stage…I may still do but I couldn't remember them. And for that reason the worry for them I pushed to the side, Jasper was all that mattered and his safety was the only thing I cared for and for threatening that I was going to enjoy hearing the stupid little woman scream. I saw Edward shudder as he read my thoughts and I grimaced, his mind reading was beginning to annoy me.

Maria looked to me and smiled pushing the child forwards.

"I bring a gift for your new mate…" Maria said as if it was the most generous gift I would ever receive. Unfortunately for Maria I did what she expected…almost. I howled as the terrified child fell to the floor crying silently. I ran straight, past my now panicking mate and at the child. But I leapt over the girl and right at Maria, taking her head off in one easy movement before smiling to the new born behind her and moving on. That is when the fight started. They turned on me but I was faster, I dodged between their arms, ripping them off as they tried to grab me. It was a scene of utter carnage but some part of me was enjoying the thrill of the fight and relished in protecting my mate. The family joined me, the wolves taking care of the stragglers above, bodies and limbs flying through the air. The Major leapt over me smashing a man into the floor, and pulling him apart limb by limb with a sadistic look of anger marring his beautiful face. I worked quickly, but soon a large guy with black hair and gleaming red eyes fixed me with a smile. I snarled as he made like a jugger naught straight at me. I darted to the side but he was fast, growling in frustration I leapt straight up but he managed to grab my ankle. Man was he good. I kicked him in the head and he released me momentarily but I was behind him before he gathered his bearings. I latched my arms around his neck and pulled up, his skin tore but to my great disappointment his head really didn't want to come off, I pulled harder a sickening crack before it dislodged.

He luckily was the last New born. The others were gathering the scattered body parts into a pile and starting the bonfire. Fire scared me shitless, which I knew somewhere was new to me. The Major wrapped me in his arms and rested his forehead against mine.

"You where amazing…stupid but amazing," He whispered to me. He was safe; my whole body seemed to relax all at once.

"The child…" I whispered.

"Carlisle has taken her to the nearest police station, they've convinced her of their story that they found her whilst hiking in the woods," He gently caressed my face before pressing his lips against mine.

I heard a wolf whistle and turned to snarl at Emmett who just smiled.

"Well that didn't take long," Peter said as the Wolves picked their way down to us. I looked from Peter to Charlotte as they walked over.

"Well she is definitely gone now…" Peter said and flashed me a smile his white blond hair glinting in the early light. Charlotte stopped a few feet from me with Peter. I knew in the back of my mind that their proximity shouldn't bother me, that it hasn't bothered me in a long time. My mouth set in a hard line and I rested my head on the Majors shoulder and I studied them. Everyone had told me their history and it bothered me that Peter and Charlotte where going to head back out to be nomads. I felt as though their absence would upset me, but they would be back soon for our wedding.

"Wedding…" I muttered and they all looked to me, a man's face flashed before me similar to mine when I was human and I frowned, "Dad…I have a dad…he's getting married," I looked to Jasper and he nodded, I desperately tried to remember more but I couldn't. I sighed and rested my head on Jasper's shoulder as we slowly started to walk away from the bonfire.

"Don't worry…" He said softly, gently stroking my hair.

"What will he think…I've been gone almost a month…" I began to panic but he calmed me.

"He thinks we are off travelling for another month yet…as for his wedding…we will cross that bridge when we come to it," He gently placed his hands on my shoulders and smiled, "Everything will be fine…I will make it work," The soft loving look in his eyes made my insides melt and for the first time that I could remember I honestly felt that I loved him, the carnal and submissive side sank into the back of my psyche and I suddenly felt entirely comfortable within myself.

"I'm sure you will," I whispered nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck, "Now lets go home,"

Over the next month life returned to what I was assured was normal, slowly odd memories returned to me but there was so many blanks I began to wonder if I would ever remember it all. The Major was gone for now and Jasper was in mourning, his mind now registering that we would never had children. Apparently this was something we had wanted in my former life, something I had given up the chance of for an eternity with him. In my mind I couldn't see issue with this… surely our love could out weigh chance of children. But Jasper, the terrifying and domineering man, was as soft as anything at heart and as hours past to days my confusion only grew.

"Jasper," I said sadly, draping my arms around his neck as I stood behind him, him seated on a bench looking out over the forest, "Please speak to me, your silence makes me uneasy," He did not move, his dark unblinking eyes continuing to gaze dully out to the tree line.

"I had just gotten used to the idea of a child," He said slowly, one hand lacing with my own, "You think I am silly to be so upset,"
"I don't think you are silly, I cannot remember much and it confuses me to see you so upset when I seem incapable. I should be upset, I should be horrified with what I have done but I am not because I want to spend my eternity with you… and I would like to think that somewhere inside yourself Jasper you could feel happy about that too," My words came a little harshly, perhaps too harshly but I needed him to look at me, I needed him to acknowledge that I was as precious to him as he was to me. Slowly Jasper tilted his head back to rest against my chest, sad eyes fixing on mine.

"I'm sorry Lizzie, you are right…" He said sighing needlessly. My lips quivered into a smile.

"I know I am," I said teasing.

Meeting my father again was strange, especially as it was his wedding day. Jasmine was there at the evening party and extremely excited to see me but when Jasper stood between us blocking her path to me I could see the realisation on her face.

"Oh my god… you… you're like them," She squeaked, I frowned a little. Rose had shown me photos of everyone attending, forcing me to learn my connections to them.

"I am sorry for not telling you," I said with a small frown, "And I am sorry but I… the change makes most forget," Her face fell and she nodded.

"She might yet remember Jasmine," Jasper assured her, "It will just take time,"

"Okay," She replied seeming a little more enthused.

The months rolled past, each day my thirst was more controllable but the red in my eyes took longer to fade. After a time I did begin to remember odd things, faces became familiar once more but the majority of my history to me still remained mysterious. Like a story you heard once as a child. My wedding crept up on me and as my mother stood helping me dress I honestly was glad with her I did not need to pretend to remember her.

"Oh Lizzie you look so beautiful," She sobbed, I smiled, looking myself over in the mirror.

"Thanks Mum," I said turning with a grin.

My dad walked me down the isle, our family standing and staring. I swallowed the urge to start a massacre and luckily as I fixed my eyes on Jasper all thoughts of blood were forgotten. He stood proudly beside the local priest in a glorious grey morning suit, deep blue silk tie around his neck. My father was crying as he handed me over.

"You look after her," He said tearily.

"Forever, you have my word," Jasper said firmly, his eyes fixed on me, "You look absolutely stunning," his voice too fast and quiet for anyone but me to hear. I just smiled, my life with him began right there and I knew as he slid my wedding band onto my finger that every memory I had forgotten truly did not matter. Elizabeth Daxon had died with my memories and I, Lizzie Cullen-Whitlock had risen from her ashes and I had Jasper, to have and to hold, from this day forward, till death do us part. Good thing I was immortal.