A/N: *sigh* Better late than never, right? I've been so busy working on other stories, I didn't have the time of inspiration to write this. But I did, so here it is.

Disclaimer: Twilight and all its characters belong to Stephenie Meyer. Daniela belongs to me, though. And so does her freaky power. But alas, Jasper does not. Excuse me while I weep. *sob*

The worst thing about having the wolves help in the fight was that I couldn't see it anymore. It was the strangest thing. I couldn't see werewolves. And it pissed me off to no end.

All of a sudden, the boys of the reservation were in and out of not only my parents' house, but also our house. Well, the boys and Leah Clearwater. She was the only female wolf and I felt kind of bad for her.

I hated to admit it, but Seth was growing on me. He treated Daniela so well and was such a nice kid, that I was impossible to stay angry at him.

But the biggest conflict had to be Jacob. Remember how he was Bella's ex? Yeah…well…he imprinted on Renesmee. He took one look at her and that was that. But he's pissed that Bella and Edward plan to turn her when she's seventeen. The argument went a little like this.

"Seriously Bella? It's Nessie's decision!" Jacob yelled.

"And that's what she'll want!" Bella cried back.

"How do you know?"

Bella huffed and crossed her arms. "Because she'll grow up with vampires. It's the only way. Besides, the Volturi would never let her stay human when she's old enough to be changed."

"I don't care about the damn Volturi. I'll take them on myself."

Jasper snorted from where he and I sat on the sidelines. I elbowed him and but my lip to hide my smile.

"You'd die Jacob. You think that's going to help anyone?" Bella asked calmly, raising an eyebrow.

Jacob groaned in frustration, stomping out of the house and slamming the door behind him.

The most important thing, though, was the impending visit from the Volturi. Now, we only had two days and despite telling myself not to, I was kind of freaking out. Without my visions, I had no idea how this would go. My visions had become my reassurance, my safety blanket, in a way. Not having them was a wakeup call. I can't depend on them.

I stood against the porch railing, watching Bella practice with Kate and Edward. She wasn't making any progress with her shielding and it had Jasper on edge. If she couldn't use her shield to the full extent he thought she could, we'd be at a huge disadvantage, especially since my visions were gone for the time being.

From the woods, Seth appeared, in wolf form, with Daniela on his back. She was holding on tightly to his fur and laughing. I found myself smiling also.

Seth trotted up to me and looked up expectantly. I knelt to take Daniela into my arms and he quickly disappeared back into the forest, coming back out seconds later human and wearing shorts.

"C'mon Dani, let's go get something to eat," Seth said, taking Daniela from me.

"Dani?" I asked in confusion, unaware of this nickname.

Seth shrugged. "She likes it."

I sighed and handed over Daniela and letting her go inside with Seth. I heard Jasper's footsteps and smiled. I remembered the time, though it was hazy, when he told me how he could differentiate people by their footsteps. I had been incredulous then, but now I understood.

"What if it wasn't me who came in?" I asked instead, sitting down next to him on my bed.

"I knew it was you. I could tell by your footsteps."

"My…footsteps?"

"I have great hearing. I can distinguish people by their footsteps."

"Wow…that's strange."

"For a human, yes."

I glared at him. "So you just have to make it known that I'm human and you're not every chance you get?"

Jasper smirked. "Yes."

I closed my eyes and smiled fondly. That seemed like so long ago, when Jasper and I were just falling in love.

I felt his arms wrap around me from behind and he rested his chin on my shoulder. "Hey."

"Hi, Jazz," I murmured, placing my hands over his. "Did you hear our daughter's new nickname?"

I could practically hear him rolling his eyes. "Yes."

"Dani…it makes her sound like a boy." I grimaced.

Jasper laughed in spite of himself. "Poor little girl."

"Hey! It's better than having your daughter named after a monster!" Bella called from the backyard.

I opened my eyes and stuck my tongue out at her. "You brought that on yourself, Bells!"

I mean, seriously, did she not think that Renesmee would get some kind of nickname? It was an awfully long name and where she came up with it, well I'll never know.

Edward grinned at me, most likely reading my thoughts and I smirked. They went back to practicing and I turned in Jasper's arms, wrapping mine around his neck.

"Don't worry," Jasper murmured, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

"I can't not worry. And don't lie and say you're not worried, 'cause I know you are. If anyone in this world knows you Jasper Whitlock, it's me. Don't deny it."

He smiled. "I'm going to deny it. You're right. I am worried. I've been worried since Peter told the Volturi about you." He paused and he got a faraway look, as if remembering. This caused me to remember how his friend had told on us and our secret affair.

"You should go back inside, Alice," Jasper whispered.

"Jazz," I murmured. I ignored his request and walked over to him, placing my hand on his arm. He flinched slightly. "What's wrong?"

"He told them."

I was confused as to what this could mean. "Who told who what?"

Jasper sighed and opened his eyes. He turned to me. "Peter told the Volturi. About us."

My eyes widened. I knew it. I just knew it. Peter couldn't be trusted. "Now what?"

He shook his head. "I have no idea."

Jasper shook his head and refocused on me. "And I worry about losing you. It haunts me every day that this could be all the time I get to have with you, that fate is a cruel punisher that put you in my life just to have you taken out just as quickly. I'll fight for you, Alice. I'll fight for you until my broken body is burning into a pile of ashes. Don't think for one second that I won't. I love you and I'll do anything to keep you alive."

"It won't come to that," I whispered, pressing my face against his shoulder so he couldn't see in my eyes that I wasn't positive, that I was just reassuring him.

But I should have known I couldn't hide anything. Jasper's chuckle gave it away. "Now who's lying?"

"I wish I could give you a solid answer, a definite answer. But right now I can't, and hope is all we have to hold on to."

"I know. And I'll hold on, if you do."

"Every second of my life."

"Good."