AN: I almost missed a posting because I have no idea what day it is. Luckily, I have a calendar on my phone!

Things are hotting up as we head into the home straight - only a few chapters to go now.

My thanks as always to my beta, SarcasticBimbo and pre-reader, MeteorOnAMoonlessNight. You should read her stories, seriously, they're great.

As always I don't own Twilight, unfortunately SM has that honor.

Irrevocable

Summary

It doesn't matter when I live my life, as long as it's with you.

Chapter 13

Bella

Early morning found me hiding in the bushes at the back of the house, hoping everything would work as we wanted. Jasper strolled up to the door, knocking loudly, even though it was only seven in the morning, and the door opened to show a young girl. From where I was hidden, I could hear the confusion in her tone but nonetheless she stepped aside to allow him to enter with the box he held high on his shoulder.

A quick glance at me as he stepped over the threshold told me that everything was okay so far, and that I should make my way inside as soon as possible. He disappeared from sight and I shot out of the bushes and through the open door before I could second guess my actions.

I could hear the girl and Jasper talking through the open door to the kitchen, him flirting with her to keep her attention away from anything that would be going on behind her. Quietly, I crept past the door, barely breathing, and headed upstairs to the bedrooms.

Faced with a dozen closed doors along two sides of an opulent, galleried landing, I sighed, "Might as well pick one and hope no one is at home." We had seen Mr. Thompson leave for the morning, and after watching for a few weeks, we knew that the house was empty for the time being, other than the few staff he employed, so I was fairly confident that we wouldn't be disturbed.

Taking a right turn, I moved quickly from room to room, finding a linen closet, a bathroom and no less than four bedrooms. But no mirror! Heading back towards the left hand side of the landing, I crossed with Jasper, who was heading towards the third floor. Door after door produced nothing except huge beds, covered in pillows and cushions and antique furniture probably worth a fortune, but still no mirror or at least not the one I was looking for.

Just as I was getting desperate, Jasper hissed, "Bella," from the direction of the top of the stairs, "Up here, I've found it."

I managed to prevent myself from cheering and rushed to follow him back toward what used to be servants' quarters. Entering one of the two rooms where I had seen Jasper disappear, I found that the small rooms that had existed before were now one large room, with an en-suite, running along the whole of one side of the house.

Excited and nervous, I approached the mirror, which had been placed in front of the roof top windows. It was a little tarnished, which I expected after over a hundred years, but the words along the silver bevelled edging were as clear as the day they were inscribed. Tears filled my eyes, not only for the fact that this mirror had been touched by the family I had come to love, but also that it would be the means by which I would finally get the life I wanted.

Jasper came up behind me and hugged me. "Come on, Bella, we had best get moving. We have no idea how long we have without being disturbed." He raised his eyebrows, "And besides, I need to be able to get me and Alice out of here unscathed and that is best done without an audience, don't you think?"

I sniffed and smiled at him, "Thanks Jazz, I needed that push. I know Sara said that we have to destroy the mirror but I don't know if we should, you know, do more than that."

"Hmmm, we don't want to risk anything and without this the vanity set becomes harmless in anyone's hands, doesn't it?" At my look of shock, he hastened to add, "Not that I want it anywhere near either of us. Fuck no; it would be a nightmare for something else to start, wouldn't it?"

I agreed wholeheartedly and, at Jasper's suggestion, we moved the mirror into the en-suite, where there were no smoke alarms, planning on destroying it completely so there was absolutely no way the spell could re-ignite at some point in the future.

Ten minutes later we were standing in the bathroom, having manhandled the mirror into the bath. Taking a deep breath I moved forward, positioning the bag containing the few photos I had of my parents, their wedding rings and a few other items that held sentimental value. I thought back over the things I had dealt with and hoped that I had remembered everything; I didn't want any trouble to fall on either of them.

Before uttering one word, I spun around and hugged Jasper. "In another life we would all have been great friends, Jazz. Tell Alice to live a good life for me, please, take good care of each other and love each other, always." My voice was muffled in his chest and I felt his arms come around me and hug me closer.

"Of course we will, Bella. And thank you from the bottom of my heart for doing this; for giving us this chance."

He stepped back slightly so he could look directly at me. "I know you are doing this because you love Edward, but it is still the bravest and most selfless thing anyone has ever done for me, and I will always remember you.

I only wish that we all could have had the chance to be together as friends."

His voice was thick with emotion and I couldn't for the life of me have uttered another word, so I nodded my head and turned back to the mirror.

Grasping it again in both hands, I cleared my throat and took a deep breath.

"Looking back through the years

And gazing through time

My future will change his past

His mirrored in mine

To be irrevocable

Two souls need to be one

And destroy the path back

Once and for all"

The words inscribed were slightly different just as Sara had explained, and I made sure they were said exactly as she had told me. I felt the nausea and darkness creep up on me, and swallowing hard I spoke to Jasper.

"Destroy the mirror, Jasper—now."

"You're too close, Bella, the glass will hit you."

"It doesn't matter," I practically screamed, "Just do it—or that's the end and we will not have another chance—ever."

Jasper finally moved and slid his hand between me and the mirror, raising the small hammer he had brought for this purpose. He struck it twice, directly in the center, and through the last bit of light before oblivion hit me, I watched as it shattered into a million pieces.

** Irrevocable **