I'm back! Hey, I know you guys missed me so I'm gonna try and make this chapter UBERRRRRR long or uber fluffy so you guys won't miss me as much when I hit a block again. Anyways, I got this review and I must agree with the reviewer: It WOULD be really cool if Amara had a baby Alec. Hmm, I wonder what they'd name it…(thinking)…Oh, well! I'm getting off topic.

Anyways…RECAP!

-Alec and Amara had sex.

-Amara is now fifteen, or was it sixteen? Oh well…

-I've decided that I'm pretty awesome…Whoops! Wrong thing…hehe…(Nervous laughter).

OK, so here's the update that I hope is uber long or uber fluffy so it'll make up for me being gone for so long.

ENJOI!

The Next Day, morning:

AMARA'S POV:

I swear last night was a dream. It HAD to be…but it felt so REAL! Like, pinch-me REAL! I think I've been in this tower for too long because there is NO WAY that Alec was here and that we slept together! Now, that HAD to be a dream! I mean, it HAD to be!...was it a dream?

I was suddenly aware that I was cold and being held. Looking down at my…n-naked body(?)...I realized that there was a pair of pale, icy cold arms around me and a soft chuckle in my ear. Something or someONE's lips touched the spot where my jaw and ear connected and I knew those lips anywhere…So last night WASN'T a dream. Thank…God? Who knows.

"Buon mattino, il sole," he murmured in my ear and I couldn't help the smile that formed on my face.

Rolling over in his arms, I faced him for the first time since last night. Happiness sparkled in his dark eyes and a genuine smile lined his lips. I kissed him lovingly as he propped himself on his elbow.

"Ciao," was my sleepy response.

His laughter rang in my ears at my sleepy state and he gently kissed my forehead, making me smile even wider. I was in so much utter bliss right now that I almost refused my stomach's growl of hunger but Alec chuckled and grabbed my clothes, telling me that I needed to eat. I sighed and followed him as he led the way to the kitchen.

Once in the five-star kitchen, I sat on a stool and leaned over the counter, watching Alec as he ran around the room to find ingredients for my breakfast. Grabbing the whisk, I held it like a microphone and held it to my lips. In a newscaster voice, I spoke.

"Tell us, Chef Alec, what's for breakfast?" I asked with a playful smirk.

Alec let out his beautiful laugh as he made a napkin look like a chef hat (how the hell did he do THAT?) and placed it on his head. Stirring something in a bowl, he took a professional role and smiled at me.

"Well, Ms. Volturi, I am making some French toast for my girlfriend," he said.

My heart almost stopped at the term "girlfriend." Me? Alec's g-girlfriend? We had never discussed this but I kept hold on my role of a newscaster.

"Oh? You have a girlfriend? Care to tell us about her?"

He poured the French toast batter or whatever into a plate with walls and put pieces of bread in it. He placed the batter-smothered bread in a pan, toasting it. He looked over his shoulder at me as he spoke and cooked at the same time.

"Her name is Amara and I'm in love with her. She's beautiful: with dark hair and vibrant green eyes. Her voice is music to my ears and I'm sure she loves me too." I dropped my whisk.

In the spur of the moment, I ran and launched myself at him. He caught me just in time as I attacked his lips with mine. He shut off the stove and set me on the counter, placing both of his hands on either side of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and hungrily kissed his lips, which were just as hungrily kissing mine.

This is what I wanted from him: primal, animalistic, rough WANT and NEED. It gave me a rush knowing that my Alec could be so RAW with me. This was a side of him that I'd always wanted to see and I was finally seeing it. My Alec: uncontrolled, primal, and relishing in his inner vampire. Exhilarating.

He trailed his lips down my neck, his teeth lightly grazing my jugular and it sent a rush through my body knowing that he could bite me at any moment. But this thought went through his head too, because he suddenly pulled away from me.

"Amara…" he breathed, looking at me with such intensity that I couldn't find the strength to look away.

"I'm not going to apologize , Alec, if that's what you want," was my only comment.

"I'm not asking you to," he replied, walking towards me until my knees hit his abdomen. "Do you know how close I could've been to losing control and biting you?" I could only shake my head. "You can't catch me off guard like that, Amie…I could kill you and you KNOW that."

I scoffed and looked away from him, irritation overcoming me. "Why do you think I did it? I WANTED to see you lose control."

"Amie, I CAN'T lose control with you…I'd end up killing you and I'm NOT going to lose you again." He turned and walked back to the stove, beginning to cook again. Oh no, he wasn't getting away THAT easily.

"And how do you know that? Have you already gone through this?" I hopped off the counter and spun him around, bringing his face closer to mine so I could look him in the eye. Curse him for being taller than me… "Did you KNOW that you were going to lose control? Did you feel the temptation to bite into my jugular and drink me?"

His eyes closed and he took deep breaths, seeming to get his control under—well—CONTROL. No, I wanted the uncontrolled Alec to come out and play. "Amie—"

"Kiss me." He did, gently. "Again." He kissed me again. "Dammit, Alec, kiss me like you MEAN IT."

Then the dam broke.

He crushed his lips to mine in a greedy kiss that made my knees buckle. This was anything but loving. It was…lustful and passionate. Everything a kiss should be. It was full of need and desire. I drowned myself in it.

A throat cleared behind us and we jumped about a mile apart, only to realize my dad had just walked in. Let alone, with a SMIRK on his face.

" DADDY!" I exclaimed in embarrassment, trying to will my blush to go away. "W-we didn't hear you come in."

" Oh, I was just taking a stroll. How was your night, dear?" he asked as he came and kissed my forehead with a chuckle. Smug bastard…

"It was…fine."

He seemed to know EXACTLY how my night went because he laughed as he said bye and walked out. That was So embarrassing…

"That was awkward," Alec finally spoke, breaking the uneasy silence in the room.

"That was EMBARRASSING!" I said, hiding my face in a dish towel. "My DAD just walked in on us making out like a couple of horny teenagers!"

Alec laughed. "Horny? I never thought I'd hear YOU speak the word 'horny.' I was sure that we taught you better than that."

"Well, when you live with Felix, you pick up a few things on the street. Ohmygod, I'm SO embarrassed."

He pulled me into his embrace with a chuckle and all I could think of doing was hiding my face in his chest. He gently stroked my hair and kissed the top of my head, easing my embarrassment a little. I sighed into his chest and looked at him.

"How can you not be embarrassed by that?" I asked, searching his eyes for the sheepish emotion.

"When you've lived as long as I have, it's hard to find something that'll phase you. You'll understand when you become a vampire." With that, he kissed my forehead and proceeded to make my French toast.

I had completely forgotten that I was to become a vampire soon. Seeing Alec's personality made him appear so…HUMAN. It's like he was never changed. But he was a vampire and soon I would have to become one too. But did I really want that?

Did I want to give up my human experiences and my human abilities? Did I want to give up the chance of having a baby, hopefully one with Alec's genes? Did I want to stay young forever? Did I want to have to stay frozen in this body forever?

Alec seemed perfectly content as he was but…would I be? Would I be happy as a vampire? Sure, I'd live forever with Alec but…would I really be content just like that forever?

"Alec?" I asked in a quiet tone.

"Yes, love?" he replied, flipping a piece of toast in the air.

"What would you say if, maybe, I didn't want to get turned?"

He turned around instantly, the toast beginning to burn behind him. His face expressed hurt and disappointment. His eyes looked like he would've cried but we both knew that tears would never come.

"WHAT did you just say?"

Cliffie!

Translations:

Buon matinno, il sole: good morning, sunshine.

Ciao: hey there.

How'd you guys like that ending? Pretty good, huh? Did you like it? I hope you did. Anyways, you know what to do! Comment and review!

-alice