I'M SO SORRY!!! I know I haven't updated in an embarrassingly long time, but I have suffered a serious case of writer's block. I hav the basic gist of the ending, but I am having the hardest time tying everything together. I have been ironing out this chapter for awhile, so hopefully it is ready for the public. Hope I don't disappoint!

Questions Answered

"Miss Alice," Sage whined. "It's hopeless. The pack hates me. What's the point of trying?" She stuck her head out of the close and waved an all-knowing finger at me.

"There is nothing the right outfit won't fix," she said before darting back into Sage's closet.

"I don't really think that's true," Sage replied with her arms crossed. "Please, you know we're painting their house, right?"

"And?" she questioned from the closet.

"Don't people often reuse clothes?" She sighed.

"I suppose. Such a shame though when there's so much to wear." She pulled out some khaki shorts that a normal person possibly wouldn't mind sacrificing if ruined and a white tank top. "What a waste of a perfectly good fashion opportunity," she sighed. She also pulled out Seth's zip-up jacket and threw it beside her. "It's supposed to be cold, so pretend that it is." She winked and left so Sage could get ready to meet Seth.

She made my way through the damp forest, dreading the day ahead of her. It would be the first time meeting the pack since she had left Seth. Plus, she was sure at least Leah knew about her being possessed and trying to kill their pack brothers. This sucks, she thought to herself.

Sage took a deep breath before knocking at Seth's door. Please let Seth answer it. Please let Seth answer it. The door opened to reveal Leah's Satan eyes. Crap.

"Hi, Leah," she said meekly, waving just a bit pathetically.

"Carrie," she greeted her before letting her in. Lovely. Avery was munching away at a five-bread layered sandwich. Sage waved at him and he shot her a carbohydrate-filled smile. Despite the pleasantries of Leah's death glare and audible growl, she went to Seth's room to see if he was ready to go.

"Come in Sage," Seth said before she could even knock. She slowly opened the door to see him pulling on an old shirt over his towel-dried head.

"Nice jacket," he said smiling.

"Thanks. It's my boyfriend's," she replied. He smiled at the label, though their relationship couldn't be boxed in that way.

"Okay, I'm ready. You okay?" I really need to work on hiding my emotions better, she thought again. She shrugged in embarrassment.

"Just nervous." He kissed her head and put his hands on her shoulders.

"It'll be fine," he assured her, but Sage hardly believed him. She slipped out of the room first and the four of them crawled into Avery's Ford truck. Her heart was beating fast and her human side took over.

"Sage, you mind not shaking the truck off the road?" Avery suggested. Sage realized was was absentmindedly shaking her leg in nervousness.

"Sorry," she muttered. Seth took her hands in his and squeezed them.

Everyone was given a job either to clean or paint something. Even the kids had jobs running around to get people water or supplies. Everyone happily painted the Alpha's home, chatting away and nibbling on snacks the wives prepared. Sage filled the nooks and cracks with a smaller brush, trying to stay out of everyone's way, which was difficult seeing how everyone was so much bigger than her. It was like a ping pong ball caught in a small box with six bears.

With everyone helping out, the house was washed and painted with the first coat within a few hours. They stopped for a lunch at the beach as they waited for the paint to dry before starting on the second coat.

Sage looked out at the waves that beat itself as they rolled towards the shore. She felt the water squirm around her toes and the sand caving under her just a bit as the water washed up and then out. She wrapped the shawl tightly around her before feeling Seth's big, warm arms wrapping tightly around her.

"So, I guess you'll be staying over again," he said lightly. Sage was confused for a little bit before realizing the reason she had to stay at his place before.

"Wait," she said, turning around, pulling herself away a little. "You can smell it before it even happens?" He smiled teasingly and shrugged. She covered her face and leaned into him embarrassed and he pulled her close to his body. "That is so not cool. So you know what all the women are on it?"

"We never talk about it, ever," Seth said. "Believe me, there is very little that is weirder than guys to be having this conversation. But, technically, yes." Sage covered her face and buried it in Seth's chest and sighed.

"I'll tell Renesmee to get me some 'supplies' then."

Sage awoke in the middle of the night and lay restless in bed. She couldn't fall back asleep. She rolled over to see Seth lying as still as a rock and as unconscious as Sleeping Beauty. She adjusted her head on his arm and stroked the side of his face with her middle finger. He was hers. Whatever future that happened next, great or terrible, would only be wonderful because of this man she slept beside.

All of a sudden she got the sense that someone was there. Not just that he was close, but she knew exactly where he was. She slid out of bed. The night air was cool, so the plain blue nightgown she wore was fine for her. She gracefully and silently tiptoed out the house and danced her way to the spot where she knew he was waiting.

The way in the forest was dark; only a small opening in the trees illuminated the vampire waiting for her. There would be no use of keeping her distance since she knew he was faster and stronger than her. She approached him in the small clearing under the bright moon.

"It is a strange gift, isn't it?" Demetris asked without looking up from his hand, bending a coin back and forth. "To just know where people are."

"You're always aware of where people are, as if they're standing next to you, but they're nowhere near," she described the sensation of mimicking his gift.

"It's hard to feel alone. I knew the moment my brother was dead that he was. I can feel that too." He paused a moment before continuing. "I know you are the reason he died." Sage grew afraid. She wasn't sorry that Cain was dead, but she feared for what Demetris would do if he knew her sentiments about it. "Fear not, child. I am not here on account of revenge."

"But…. on the beach, when you found me," Sage vaguely remembered when he and Delilah had fed her human blood. He nodded at the prompt.

"I admit I had no idea how much the death of Cain would affect me. We were never close, but we were extremely loyal and devoted to our family. I had every intention of avenging his death. Delilah had approached me with a plan to lure you away, which would allow me to kill without trouble. She knew of a vampire who was able to put images in people's minds."

"My visions," Sage remembered. "One came true, but one..."

"The one that caused you to leave," Demetris filled in. "She knew someone of your heart wouldn't stay if you believed you would bring anyone harm, and there was a vampire would made you see what he wanted." He paused and glanced around at the trees surrounding them. "It seems that Cain was quite fond of that coven; he reported back to Delilah about you." Sage was quiet after their reflection before speaking up.

"So, may I ask why you are here if it's not to kill me?" she asked. Demetris took an unnecessary breath.

"To collect his ashes."

"His ashes?" she questioned. He simply nodded, aware of her confusion for his human request.

"I have been a vampire for a long time; I have seen death treated like a mere obstacle for centuries. But it seems that I have learned to remember what it was to be human. I know my brother was terrible, but nonetheless, a passing should be mourned." Sage nodded. She realized the burdens he must have carried, falling into the ways of a vampire without choice. She began to move and Demetris followed her to where she and Seth had burned Cain.

Demetris was a better vampire than Sage was, able to sniff the dirt around and locate the spot where his ashes still lay. He retrieved a brass jar from the dark, heavy cloak he wore and began filling it with dirt and ashes. When he was done, he stood to face her.

"What will you do now?" she asked.

"First I'd like to lay my brother to rest with my parents."

"Will you rejoin the Volturi?"

"Perhaps one day. Volterra has been my home for many years. For now, perhaps I'll see how much the world has changed." She marveled at the vampire before her and wondered of his own story that caused him to choose his paths for him. "Make no mistake, little one, that despite what you have done for me and my previous home, I owe you nothing." Sage nodded her understanding of his words. "Adieu." In a blink, Demetris vanished before Sage's quick eye and she was left standing alone in the middle of the forest.

So there it is. The next chapter. There won't be very many after this, so hopefully I'm winding things down okay. I think i'm going to have to reread the entire story again to get some inspiration, but I need time to do that, and I don't have much of that right now. Anyways.. thanks for reading!