APOV

We were sitting on the grass watching the sunset. It had been only a week since I met the love of my life, Jasper Whitlock. I knew he loved me, and he knew it too; he could feel it. Every touch, every kiss, we both knew we loved each other. But neither of us had said the words yet, until now. 3, 2, 1…

"Alice?"

I gazed at Jasper, knowing what he was going to say, but still wanting to hear the words. He held my tiny hands in his and looked into my dark hazel eyes; I haven't hunted in a while.

"I love you." His smile was dazzling.

I giggled delightfully and moved closer to him, my lips now at his ear.

"Jasper?"

"Yes, darlin'?" I loved when he used his accent. I could hear the smile in his voice.

"I love you, too."

He sighed happily and kissed my cheek. He pulled me away and looked at me.

Never knew I could feel like this, like I've never seen the sky before. Want to vanish inside your kiss. He kissed the top of my left hand. Everyday I'm loving you more than this. Listen to my heart. Can you hear it sings, telling me to give you everything? Seasons may change winter to spring, but I love you until the end of time. How appropriate. I smiled at him, wanting to hear more of his bass voice.

Come what may. Come what may. I will love you until my dying day.

I kissed his beautiful red lips and turned around, leaning against his bare, glistening chest and resting my head under his chin.

Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place. Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace.

Jasper wrapped his arms around me and joined me.

Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste.

He dropped out.

It all revolves around you.

I placed my hands gently on his arms and he sang with me again.

And there's no mountain too high, no river too wide. Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side. Storm clouds may gather and stars may collide.

Jasper: But I love you,

I echoed: I love you,

Jasper: until the end of time.

I echoed again: until the end of time.

He laid his arms out in front of us and I placed my hands in his, tracing his scars as I stretched my fingers out.

We sang together, soprano and bass.

Come what may. Come what may. I will love you until my dying day. Oh, come what may. Come what may. I will love you…

He dropped out, and as I continued we stood up and danced.

I will love you. Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place.

He spun me under his hand and I twirled back to him on my toes, my long blue dress flying around me as I moved. I placed my hands on his chest, covering some of his major scars as he rested his hands on my hips. We sang in perfect harmony once more.

Come what may. Come what may. I will love you until my dying day.

As the song came to an end, we became attracted to each other like magnets. Giving into the force, we tumbled to the ground in a graceful pile and rolled in the grass together, laughing deliriously about the wonderful moment we shared.

Come what may, my Jasper. I will love you until my dying day.