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Lillian walked into the Cullen house with the other children making sure that she didn't run for it. Bella stood on the outside just in case a repeat of what happened in the car happened. Lillian stared at her parents as they came into the large living room.

"Lillian," Carlisle said, "Have you been feeding as often as you are suppose to?"

"No," Lillian calmly replied, "or else I wouldn't have tried to attack Bella. Jasper took me to feed until I was back to a normal state."

"So is she another person that you turned," Bella asked curiously.

"Didn't tell her," Lillian asked with a raise eyebrow, "I think this would be a perfect time to tell her."

"What is she talking about," Bella asked as everyone sat down.

Jasper sat by Lillian and put an arm around her.

"Once every 50 years," Carlisle began as he looked back and forth at Esme and Lillian, "A vampire and their mate are able to produce a child."

"135 years ago I became pregnant with Lillian," Esme said, "Very few vampires are born vampires, most of them are turned. A vampire begins this cycle of fertility after their 35th year."

"We wanted Lillian to be brought home because we found out what cause her to first lose control," Carlisle said, "Each occurrence has so far happened on her fertile year."

"Great," Lillian said, "So you brought me home just so that you could keep an eye on me?"

"Yes," Carlisle said, "Until you mate you will only continue to lose control every 50 years."

"You mean this happened first 100 years ago," Jasper said, "Why didn't you tell any of us after the last time? We could have found her sooner!"

Jasper left the living room angrily to head to his room. Lillian stared after him.

"When does your year begin again," Roselle asked from her spot near Emmet.

"A month and 3 weeks," Lillian said.

"But that's when Jasper's year begins," Alice said remembering the calendar that she saw in Carlisle's study.

"I know," Lillian replied.

"Why did Jasper leave upset," Bella asked, "No one would tell me what happened when you lost control."

"I went into a blood rage and my telekinetic powers became uncontrolled," Lillian said looking at the stairs, "The boys tried to restrain me on the mid day. I ended up stabbing Jasper with 6 butcher knives in the chest. I didn't stick around after that."

Lillian got up making all of the other vampires in the room stand.

"I'm just going upstairs," Lillian said, "I am still allowed to walk around the house alone aren't I?"

Carlisle and Esme both nodded.

"I'm going to check on Jazz," Lillian thought to Edward.

"Attic Studio," Edward thought back.

Lillian made her way up the four flights of stairs into the attic that was converted into an art studio for her and Jasper. She couldn't see him but could sense him in there. She let her hands ghost over the paintings and pots that they had made.

"Remember all of the fun that we had up here," Lillian asked as she looked at a painting that intrigued her.

It was of him holding her near the attic window. They looked so happy and content in it. She continued to stare at as she spoke.

"We would stay up here all night," she said, "sometimes even days just working on stuff in each other's company. We would laugh and even hold each other much like this painting. It was our own little world that only had us in it."

She lit more candles with her mind. They revealed Jasper sitting in a corner with his knees close to his chest and his head tilted back against the wall.

"I even remember a fight we got into up here involving clay and paint," Lillian said as she looked back at the painting, "Wasn't that our first night truly together?"

"Why did we never mate," Jasper asked as he looked at her not turning his head, "Haven't we loved each other for the last 68 years?"

"We were both fairly young," Lillian said, "and I hadn't quite gotten control yet. It's why I was always the homeschooled one. I still haven't really gotten over wanting human blood."

"Lil," Jasper said, "You're turning 136 and I'm turning 130. I don't think we are still that young. They talked to me after you left, your parents did."

Lillian looked at him waiting to explain only to see that he wasn't in the corner. She smiled as she felt his arms around her waist.

"They told me that we were always made for each other," Jasper said as he rested his head on her shoulder, "and that all I had to do was wait for you to come home."

Jasper was laying on the bed hold a clean Lillian, all of the blood washed out of her hair. She stared at their feet as Jasper held her not wanting to let go.

"So what do we plan to do," Lillian asked, "I don't want to hurt you again."

"I'm going to talk to Carlisle in the morning about what we need to do to be mates," he replied, "I know it involves drinking from each other and I know how you get after drinking mine. I don't want to lose you again."

He buried his head in her hair and inhaled her intoxicating scent.

"I want to be yours Jazz," she said, "Just like I know you want to be mine."