I was so happy ya'll wanted me to continue this! I know I'm extremely behind. Better late than never right? As I said last chapter, I know I can't do it real justice. This story, in my opinion, is remarkable. I'm going to start gushing about it, so I'll stop. (:

So here we are, without further adue, chapter 2! (That rhymed...I am so proud of myself!)

Merry Christmas Eve by the way! Hehe. (: Happy holiday's everyone!

I could have stayed their forever, simply looking at her. Enjoying this emotion that came from her. I smiled at her without thinking. She seem to understand and smiled back at me. I was having such a hard time believing that she knew me. Even if she did, why would she want to talk to me?

I was afraid to ask; I was afraid to mess this moment up. I let my eyes leave her face to look at her hand in mine. I had never before held something so precious in my possesion before. I grasped her hand tighter without thinking of the consequences. Alice looked down at my hand with hers, and let her thumb stroke my tainted skin.

Why did she seem so at ease? I couldn't remember a person who had ever been so comfortable with being around me, especially at first. Not even Peter and Charlotte seem to have this connection she had to me.

Not that I blamed anyone, just look at me. My body screamed stay away. To the human eye, I must still look inviting, I saw glances in my direction everywhere I went. To anyone else, however, my skin was a warning. I wasn't the easiest person to be around by anyone's standards. I knew that my power made relationships difficult for others, and my power made relationships difficult for me as well.

So what did she see in me?

She turned, still holding my hand, and sat down with me in the empty booth next to the window. She sat across from me and let our hands rest together on the table in between us. She had a carefree way about her that I noticed immeadiately. She was so gentle in every move she made, and walked with a light bounce in her step.

"What's your name?" I asked, now desperately curious to know as much about her as she seemed to know about me.

"Alice. My name is Alice." She said. "Now, I know you must be very confused, but you have to let me explain..." Her voice drifted off when I looked up at her.

Alice...

This isn't right.

You can't trust her. You don't know her. She could be working for someone. She could be a trap. This could be a lie.

Even as thoughts like these pounded in my head. Alice broke the rules I had set so firmly in my memory. She was the complete opposite of anyone I had ever met. I didn't care that it could be a trap or that she didn't mean what she said. Before this, I had to consider what other people wanted, what they needed from me. What Maria wanted was territory and the war that came with it. In gaining that you loose everything that matters. Relationships broke and never held as much meaning as what you could get out of it. This women alone was everything I wanted to become, and I had only just met her.

"Please," I begged, not wanting to confuse her any longer. "You have me confused with someone else. I'm not who you think I am, I've never met you before." I refused to allow myself to lead someone like her on, to let her believe she knew me when it was clear, she couldn't have known me. I already knew that it would be the sharpest memory I would have in my past if we had ever crossed paths, and we had, sadly, never met before.

Her emotion's, in a sense, skipped a beat, reaching a new level of urgency. She shook her head softly, her eyes wide and sincere.

"I've been waiting for you. I have the power to see the future, just like you can minpulate emotions."

"So, you saw me coming here today?"

That did explain a few things. I was still overwhelmingly confused, but the questions I had could wait. Although her golden eyes were not the strangest thing about her, they still mystified me. Without thinking, I stared at her, getting transfixed in her gaze. I had never seen a more honest look on someone's face, and I knew it was a look I would get lost in if I wasn't careful.

Looking toward the window, Alice smiled. "It stopped raining. Are you ready to go?"

I nodded. The smell was almost unbearable inside. Although extremely distracted and attracted by her, my thirst was and always has been a priority. I just didn't know how to control it because I never needed to until now.

When we got outside, I realized I had no idea where we were going or where she would lead us. I searched the area, making sure it was safe. It was a habit, and with her around, trusting me of all people, I knew she would need protection.

"Where did you come from?" I asked, meaning it in many more ways than one.

"Mississippi. I don't remember being human, but I suppose I was changed in 1920, because that's when I woke up." Alice said as we walked side by side with one of her hands in mine and the other resting on my arm.

"You don't remember human life at all?"

"No, it's all black. My first memory I have is my vision of you."

I listened, and knew that when she said that, it meant everything to her. Seeing me that night shaped her into what she was now, I was apart of Alice without even laying eyes on her until now.

I did know where she was taking us. To be honest, I didn't really care. I felt like she was an angel that had showed up without warning and I would follow her anywhere as long as Alice wanted me to stay. The idea that she wanted me around, that Alice offered her hand to me. I was in awe of her, and I felt her obliviousness to that fact.

We walked into the hotel and the humans, for the second time that day, engluffed my senses. Every movement, every heart beat, every sound they made was like an invitation to slaughter. The only thing I had any other recognition of was Alice's hand in mine. It was the only thing keeping me from drinking every single person's blood.

I could hear Alice breathing, slowly and deliberately as to keep control. I was astounded by her resilience and jealousy rose up in me automatically. I had been holding my breath since we entered the room, because if I had done any differently I would have lost control just looking at them.

I focused on her instead of the aching in my throat.

Try Jasper, fight it.

For once, try for someone else.

She looked over at me, as if sensing my internal struggle. The look in her eyes captivated me. I allowed myself to fall into her gaze, to get a grasp on her reasurring feelings. I allowed myself to soak everything about her in. People walked around us as we stared. Their heart's became backround noise as I looked at Alice.

Find the connection she has had with you without even seeing you face to face.

Memorize her.

For those precious moments, I knew what I was feeling was something that I had never felt in myself or in another person.

I was happy, but something more than happy. It was more than a feeling. I was creating that emotion and sensing it in her as well. It was the connection, but it wasn't that simple. I couldn't describe it in any other way. It was hope but even stronger...something more.

I'm not sure how long we stood there, but in my mind nothing else mattered.

I wanted to feel this leval of happiness all the time, and with Alice anywhere near me, I knew that I would.

This might be the second to last chapter. I'm not sure I'm good enough to write more than this. What do you think? I'm like Jasper, I need reasurrece haha.

I really enjoyed writing this. I love them so much as a couple. Gah. Gushing again. Stopping now.

Tell me what you think? Anyone's thoughts are invaluable to me.