Emmett's POV

In the morning, I had awaken Isabella at 8 a.m. She was nervous, anybody could tell. The girls only knew we would be leaving today, somewhere. The guys knew where we were truly going. Today, I would be taking Isabella to see Jasper- an old lover of hers. She said something about wanting closure, but I didn't know exactly what that meant. I stood up, got dressed, kissed Baylee's forehead, since she would be waking up alone. Then I walked into Isabella's room.

There were dozens of shirts, pants, dresses, shoes, lying around the entire bedroom. I stared at her, watching figuring out what she wanted to wear today. I hope she didn't always do this.

"Isabella." I said.

She looked up at me, her eyes filled with fear and confusion. "I don't know what to wear. What if I dress too messy or too fancy?"

"Isabella, calm down, we're just going to a house. Just wear a shirt and pants." I said. "Isabella, it's Jasper, he's not going to care."

She sighed and sat down on her bed, with her head in her hands. "I'm sorry. I'm just nervous."

"He changed and so did you." I said. "What do you mean my closure?"

"It's time I let him go. I know that he has a wife, from you. I need closure, to know that things have changed and he doesn't hate me anymore. I've waited for so long. And I'm waiting, technically, for nothing. He's moved on, though I haven't. I guess I just need him to tell me that."

"Do you still love him?"

"Not really." She said. "I mean, he was my first love, even though it was under horrible circumstances. I still looked up to him, he was everything to me. Then I betrayed, you know the rest. It's more for me than anything. Once I get my closure, I'll feel better. Hell, maybe even start dating."

My inner self smiled when she said she would possibly start dating. I wonder if she would go for me...

Isabella ended up wearing a cropped grey sweatshirt, showing off her stomach, with white and grey jeans. She wore grey biker boots and had a grey beanie and scarf on. She didn't do much to her hair, it was just down loosely in her natural curls. Even for this outfit, she still looked amazing. I frowned when she started to put on her makeup to cover her tattoo and all of her scars. She was a beautiful woman. The scars only shows her history, nothing else. She shouldn't be afraid to show them.

I wanted to tell her how I felt about them, but I knew she wasn't going to back down from that. She turned around and asked how she looked.

"You look fine, you always have." I said.

"Thanks." She said. "Come on... let's get through this day."

Almost everyone was awake when we started to leave at 9. Isabella told the guys to stay at the house, just be careful, call if they had any trouble- Isabella's normal worry talk. I had to throw her over my shoulder so we could leave.

It took two hours- of my driving- to get to Forks. The closer we got, the more tense I was, and the more nervous Isabella was. I continuously reassured her that everything would be alright. If something we to happen or if she didn't want to be there anymore, I would take her back to the house immediately.

The reason why I was so tense was about Rosalie. I know we left on good terms, but I haven't really given her much thought about forgiving her. I know, I sound like I'm still hanging around her, but I know I wasn't. I moved on... Now it was just time to forgive her.

I pulled up to the house and turned off the car. Isabella was silent as ever, staring at the house like it was hell. This was her closure, she needed it.

"Do you want to wait in the car first?" I asked.

She nodded. I patted her leg and told her to come in when she was ready. I stood up and walked to the front door. I was about to walk in until Esmé swung the door open and jumped into my arms. It's only been- what- five days since I've left? Maybe more, maybe less?

"Es..." I whined.

"What? I haven't seen you for five days. I'm so happy!" She said. I laughed at my mother-figure and walked into the house. I kept the door cracked for when Isabella was coming in.

Everyone was sitting in the formal living room, waiting for me to walk in. When I did, Edward suddenly flung himself to the ground, hitting Rosalie's feet. Her eyes were wide as she stared at me.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked Edward.

"Uhh- uhh... N-nothing..." He said. He stood up, looking like he was caught stealing something. Weird...

Jasper chuckled and walked over to me. We shook hands and patted each other's back. "How you doing man?"

"All is good." I said. Alice skipped to me and hugged me. I greeted everyone- including Rose, who hadn't moved from her spot, and sat down on the couch. It was time to get down to business. What I really wanted to know was why Jasper never said one word about Isabella.

"So, Jasper." I began. "Why have you never talked about Isabella?"

Jasper froze and he stared at me. "What?"

"Isabella..." I repeated.

"She's alive?" He asked.

"Yes and she's in my car. She wants to see you, to talk to you. It's time you told everyone your time with Isabella and Maria... especially Alice, before she comes in here."

"What is he talking about?" Alice asked.

Jasper took an unnessecary breath and looked down at his hands. After a good five minutes passing, he started to retell his story- this time including Isabella. Alice didn't seem mad, but I could tell she was a little hurt to hear Isabella for the first time for more than 100 years they've been together. Esme and Carlisle were a little shocked to hear about Isabella- thinking that Alice was Jasper's true first. Edward and Rosalie stayed quiet throughout the story, not really moving or showing any type of emotion. I have already listened to the story- so when he finished, I wasn't taken back by surprised.

"Where is she?" He asked.

"In the car." I said. "She's afraid, Jazz. She knows you've moved on, but... She's waited 200 years to apologize to you. She's changed, Jazz. Just like you have. You'd be an idiot to be rude to her. She helps people now, she isn't that girl that betrayed you anymore. She's different. And you need to talk to her."

"H-how do you know her?"

"I ran into her, I've been staying with her and her clan that she's in. She wanted to know where I came from, I told her about this family. She said you sound familiar, but she couldn't put a face to it. Then yesterday, she told me her past and how she was connected with you." I said. "Something that I was surprised to hear about. You need to talk to her."

Isabella peeped around the corner, not showing her full body. I looked at her and waved her in. She shook her head and decided to stand there. "Jasper."

"Isabella... what are you doing?" He asked.

"Nothing. I came to talk to you." She said. "Just hear me out first before you say anything."

"Okay."

"When Peter and Charlotte took you away, I felt horrible, since I was the one to draw you away. Not only that, I betrayed you in the worst way possible. But soon, I figured I had no reason to be with Maria. So I left. Yes, I'm still apart of the Volturi, sadly. Though, I only go to them when they truly need me. He helped me get past my loyalty for Maria, even though he truly didn't know my past. For years, I've wanted to apologize to you. What I did, was stupid. Downright idiotic. I did it because I looked up to Maria and was too stupid to see she was pure evil. Now I help vampires and wolves who are abused to fill in that dark hole I call a past. What I'm really saying Jasper, is that I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all the things that has happened. However, I am not sorry for letting you leave. I see that you are happy now, with your wife Alice. That's really all I could ask for, your happiness. If it wasn't for Peter and Charlotte, who knows what could be different. I hope you can forgive me. And don't worry, I'm not in love with you anymore. I just needed closure."

Isabella peeked around the corner again and looked at Jasper, waiting for him to say something.

"Isabella, I forgave you a long time ago." Jasper said. "Even though we've ended on very bad terms, I'm glad to see you again. Isabella, you know me. Things happen for a reason, and you shouldn't fully blame yourself for this. Everyone who was with Maria was influenced by her, don't shoot yourself down for this. It's alright."

Jasper walked over to her to give her a small hug. Isabella looked at me and gave me a small smile, knowing that she was feeling better after all of these years. I nodded at her and soon we left. Now I was hoping that things were going to be changing for Isabella...

I was a little wrong.

*3 Years Pass*

It's been three years since I've seen my family, but I do talk to them. They have moved down in Oregon, so they were far away from me. We were still Sheldon, since people weren't exactly talking about us. I knew in a year or two, we would end up leaving.

Isabella changed, but it took too long. 2 years, she was still fighting herself about Jasper and I told her the truth about how I felt the next day we had gotten home. I told her that she was a bright, smart, stubborn girl who couldn't see herself clearly and needed to be out there. I didn't exactly tell her that I liked her, but I hinted it towards her. Hopefully, she took that into consideration.

Last year, she had went out on her first actually date with some human guy. Hell, I was pretty jealous about it, but I wasn't anymore when she said I would never work. Fortunately, she ended it quickly and moved on. But that ended 5 months ago. Yes, she was being all flirty with us guys and hanging out with the girls a lot more than usual, but that's not how I truly wanted her. She needed to relax.

I remembered back to the time when she and Dominic came back from the fight with those three nomads roaming around. They haven't been able to catch all three, only one person- James. Isabella was sure Victoria would show up again, since they killed her mate, we just didn't know when. Dominic wasn't too worried about it, so he could care less- which was never normal.

As of my secret love for Isabella, I decided against having the girls in my room all the time. If you truly loved someone, you shouldn't make them jealous. I learned the lesson a while ago. Now she was mad at me all the time. Isabella and I would have our fights about everything and anything. We would call each other out on our mistakes and scream about it. Then she would always say that I was wrong when it was her that was wrong. I always bit my tongue around her when she did do something wrong, only so we wouldn't start another argument.

The guys knew how I felt about Isabella and would try to give me advice on how to show it. But she was so damn stubborn, I couldn't take it and always said the wrong things to her. Hell, even the girls could see how much I loved Isabella. Sometimes, the girls would tell her how great I was and how I was able to fix something or make someone feel better. But Isabella wouldn't buy it. Then she would want to see it, but that's something you can just do, it has to happen in the moment, not on purpose.

Long story short, the girls and the guys would try to hook Isabella and I up, then they said it was impossible with us, gave up, but tried all over again. Finally, they all called us stubborn people and said figure it out your damn selves.

As for the house, we didn't gain any new vampires, but we have found three more rogue wolves. One of the wolves had the worst alpha of man kind. He would abuse all of them, so ran away- never to be found or they were hiding very well. We were able to get one of them- a girl. She didn't know where the others disappeared to but she was sure they would show up looking for her. The only problem with that was we were in Washington, we found her Colorado. We would send two guys down there every month to see. There were signs that they were alive, but we didn't want to push our luck with Rogue wolves, they could cause some serious damage.

Now, it was had been three years, and Isabella and I would calm down, but we had our moments. Like today, we argued about my family. I hadn't seen them since we both went to see Jasper, but I still talk to them about... twice or three times a month. Esme wasn't happy with me, but she wasn't upset. I told Isabella I would be staying here and not leaving this family behind but she didn't want me to loose my other family in the process, which I wasn't.

I'll admit, I missed them. I missed teasing Edward, beating Jasper. I missed hearing about Alice's shopping trips and her torture of taking Jasper shopping with her. I missed hearing Esme yell at me when I broke something or see Carlisle standing to the side reading some medical book. I truly missed Rose and her queen attitude at times, but that was really all. Isabella pushed me to go see them, and I knew it was time to do so. I would be leaving tomorrow to go see them. I asked Isabella to come, but she didn't want to- thinking that she could cause problems if she showed up. For a second, I thought that they would, but I knew they wouldn't mean any harm to Isabella.

Now all I had to do was beg her. And when you beg for Isabella, you beg. I had to get onto my knees, kiss her feet, follow her on all fours like a lost puppy and whine. Finally, I got on her nerves and she gave in. I called Carlisle, to warn everybody that I would be bringing Isabella with me. He said it shouldn't be a problem, but you never know. I never found out what happened when I left. Maybe Alice handed him his ass, maybe she didn't. She seemed a little upset about it, but you could never really know.

Everyone was sitting around the house, trying to find something to do. I was helping Isabella change around her bedroom. It's something she did often, wanting a change for once.

Oh, I will tell you that I've slept in her room once. She was upset about something... I forgot, and I was next to her so I took the liberty of going into her room. I merely held her sides and cuddled with her. In the morning, she was already up and walking around. She whispered a thanks and we left it at that.

"You're still leaving with me tomorrow, right?" I asked.

"Yeah." She said.

"Good, I think we both could use a bit of time away from the house." I said.

"Agreed."

I sat on her bed and laid on my side. Isabella was starting to get comfortable in her own skin and would stop using makeup to hide her scars and tattoo- sometimes. Most of the time, she would stop, but only around me. She was very comfortable around me-that's for sure. She would change in front of me, whenever she would take showers after hunting, she wouldn't mind me being in the bathroom and talking with her. Same thing with me. I was pretty confident about my body as she should be.

Isabella walked to the bed and sat crossed-legged in front of me. I patted her leg as she brushed out her hair. Yeah, we would lay together and relax, but nothing really would happen. We wouldn't really talk about it, just let it happen.

"Are you staying in here tonight?" She asked.

"Do you want me to?" I asked.

"Only if you're up to it. We have to get up in the morning, don't want you to wake up any of the girls." She said.

I rolled my eyes. She was always jealous when I let the girls stay with me. I stopped kissing the girls and what not- it's something I couldn't really do. They understood, except for Isabella. Her jealousy was always a problem when it was about us. I stopped a long time ago, she needs to get over it. I'm a guy... I have needs, she wouldn't do anything about it, so I went to someone else... a long time ago (when I mean a long time ago, I mean seven months ago). Yet she would still be upset. I only let the girls sleep in my room... that was all.

"I'll stay." I said. "So don't get your panties in a big ass twist."

She smacked the back of my head and laid next to me."Ass."

"I know... I have a nice one." I said. She hit my chest and turned on the television.

I wanted to be more than friends with Isabella and that's what I felt like. I felt like I was just her friend, very close friends. I knew she may feel something more for me, but it was hard to break through that steel core of hers. Maybe she would be vulnerable for once and I could get to her.

Isabella and I fell asleep about an hour later. I woke up in the middle of the night and shut off the tv. I fell asleep laying sideways on the bed, in the middle. Isabella had to make herself into a ball, close to my chest to get herself comfortable. I moved so I could properly put her into bed and fell asleep next to her.

But I woke up in the middle of the night again, listening to Isabella mumble in her sleep. I rolled my eyes, it was cute, yes, but at the same time, it could get annoying. I nudged her and she sat up quickly.

"What?" She asked.

"You were talking again." I said.

"Get over it." She said and laid back down.

"What was it about?" I asked. Isabella shook her head and looked down at her fingers. I rolled to my side and looked at her. "Come on, tell me."

She sighed. "I had a dream about the Volturi. You know I don't like them..."

"Yeah, I know. You complain about them a lot." I said.

"Yeah and... Nevermind, it's nothing." She said.

"Tell me." I said. "And stop acting so weird."

She punched my chest and sighed again. "I have a secret, something that only Dominic and I only know, no one else."

"Go on."

"Remember those three nomads that were making newborns?"

"Yeah. Uh... James, Victoria, and Laurent." I said. "Why?"

"No one knows the reason they've made newborns. Dominic and I know, however."

"Isabella, stop hesitating, you can tell me." I said.

"Well, Dominic and I can no longer stand the Volturi and their power hungry ways. So, we used those three to distract the Volturi, even if they could get killed. I told them to find Maria for me." She said. My jaw dropped. "Wait.. let me finish. I wanted those four to find people who were dying, give them another chance at life. I told James to tell Maria to train them, not to kill any of them. Surprisingly she listened. Though, I wished those four were more secret about it. They were not supposed to be caught, and me being on the guard, I had to go through with it. I already told them to pack up and leave before we could get there, sadly James was still left and he was killed. I wanted to save him and luckily Demetri killed him before Aro could read his thoughts.

Now, the rest of them are training for each other, going around talking to other clans. Something that Dominic's also been doing for a while also. Those long trips he leaves on, he's finding other clans."

"Isabella, I'm not following very well." I admitted.

"Emmett..." She said. "I am gathering every single vampire and making an army..."

"Why?"

"I want to kill the Volturi."

Aaaaaaannnnnnnddddd that is it for this chapter. I hope this cleared up a lot of confusion. Go check out Isabella's outfit on my profile!

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