Hi, everyone! I hope you're all enjoying the story so far. It's been really fun to write. I almost don't know what fanfiction to do next. I'd love some ideas. Of course, we are far from over with this little tale : )

JPOV

I clawed at the earth, digging into the earth. I still couldn't believe she was gone. I thought about finding her head and reattaching it, maybe by some miracle it would work, but deep down I knew the truth. I had seen too many wars in my time. There was no coming back from that injury. My savior was gone forever.

The hole in the ground was big enough for her petite frame. Edward had gathered a ton of foliage to make a soft bed. We worked meticulously and in silence. After I covered the rest of the dirt on top of her. I stood up.

"Alice…there are so many things I should have said. Before I met you my life swirled in disarray. You brought me order and showed me a new way to live, because of you, I learned to control my thirst and love. You will always be my angel. I love you."

Edward's hand rested on my shoulder. He said his own goodbye, and threw a long wildflower on her grave. "How could this happen?" I asked.

Edward bowed his head. "I had my back turned only a second. They shot her with some kind of needle gun."

"I'm going back there," I replied.

Edward nodded. "We will, but first we have to go to Volterra. I need to speak with Aro. We can't go in there alone."

I thought about Carlise and the rest of our family.

"We'' tell them after. Once they know, it will be impossible for them to stay away. I don't want anyone else to die," Edward said.

Agreed.

BPOV

The Voulturi were everything I expected, dark, ancient and dangerous. Edward left me alone to go talk with Aro. I should have stayed in my room, but I couldn't, knowing Jasper was dying next door.

Knock. Knock.

"Enter."

I turned the doorknob and slowly walked into Jasper's room. He sat on the floor in front of the bed, his head buried in his hands. Within seconds, I was by his side.

"I'm so sorry, Jasper," I held him in my arms and stroked his head.

"I should have protected her," he cried.

"It's not your fault."

He turned to me, digging his hands into the front of my shirt. "She died, and I never got to tell her how much she meant to me."

I cupped his face in between my hands. "She knew."

He shook his head in defiance.

"Yes, she did."

His eyes shut and he fell against my chest, moaning. The pain that emanated from him was overpowering. I wanted to take it away. He had to understand that he's wasn't responsible for her death. "Sshhh." I rocked him and whispered him reassurance.

His hands groped my sides and his body shook with anguish. I kissed the top of his forehead and continued telling him things would be fine, that we would get through this. His breath touched my neck, and made everything in my body come to life. I tried to ignore the desire that washed over me, thinking that I had to keep control, but it wasn't me.

Jasper looked up at me with such intensity I shuddered. Passion, want, lust, need, every emotion that would drive a woman to bed, flooded my mind. I couldn't escape him.

Our lips crushed against one another and I fell back against the wooden floor. In that moment. nothing mattered. His hands went to the front of my shirt and ripped it in two. I gazed into his black eyes and lost myself. Giving in to everything, he wanted from me.

I was so lost in Jasper, I never head the door click open.

Two different growls filled the room. Jasper crouched over me, snarling at the door. I arched my back and turned to see what the ruckus was. There standing in the doorway was Edward.

OOOOO love it! If you're enjoying the story leave a review. Also, check out my blog. Drop by and send some love : )

.