Belongs to Stephanie Meyers

Mood Music: “Firecracker” Josh Turner

(Yes I realize it is country...when you work where I work that’s all you hear so even if you don’t listen to country you know every new fricken song about trucks mud and hickish freak girls...but every once in a while there comes a good song...)

And now for my long author note...and then the last chapter...le-sigh

First Off...I’m sorry I haven’t update in a while...I’ve been having problems...I got into some trouble at school...words and emails were exchanged...names like Alien Freak were tossed around...there may or may not have been individuals trying to take over district email (ONE Ms. FLORENCE BANKSTON)...long story short I got I.S.S. for a couple days and had to write an letter of apology to a third grade teacher... oh well, what you gonna do?...

F.N.: The Pictures of the necklaces and dress Jake got her and pictures of Eve are on my profile

F.N. II (The Sequel): F.N. stand for foot note...so much cooler then Post Notes

Now for your last chapter!

The Master Of Disaster

Alex Ames

Jacob pulled the old 2021 Ford pickup onto the highway, Eve always wondered why he didn’t get a new truck, but there was something about the old girl that just appealed to him. Besides it was the last truck that Ford had ever made, Eve had surprised him with it on his 34th birthday. He whistled along with the radio, watching, half paying attention.

“...and that was The Stupids with their 2025 hit If And Was, and now here’s a real golden oldie Josh Turner and the 2007 song Firecracker, you know, they just don’t make music like they do it the old days when they actually used instruments, you know I haven’t seen a guitar outside of an antique shop in about 12 years. Anyways, Josh Turner everybody.”

“ Son of a gun she’s fun to handle

And She packs a punch like a roman candle

She a pack of black cats in a red paper wrapper

My little darlin is a firecracker.”

Jake chuckled, this song always reminded him of Eve, 30 years and she was still as much as a bitch as when he first met her. Sure she had matured some, grown up, become a little less childish, but she couldn’t change her own nature. The kindest term to describe her disposition would be ‘prickly’ and that would be putting mildly. Very mildly.

He left the highway and drove through La Push, the familiar old town. He drove straight through and then pulled onto a long gravel driveway a couple miles out of town. His heart started beating faster. Every time he saw her after being away, even for the briefest of times, it was like seeing her for the very first time. Besides today was special.

He glances over to the seat beside him, there lay the gold wrapped packages, anniversary gifts. There were three, two small, one slightly larger.

The first was an priceless antique 1890 Diamond Necklace set in 18kt white gold and Sterling silver. It cost a cool 1.5 million. That was one thing he would never get used to, being able to drop a million and a half dollars like it was a buck fifty.

The second one was a sterling silver pendant with a giant Tahitian black pearl in it. Diamonds and Pearls were the customary anniversary gifts for the 29th anniversary. Eve was traditional, it came with being centuries old.

The third present was his gift to her, Jake hoped she would wear it when they went out for dinner tonight, it was a vintage green velvet and silk cocktail dress. The lady at the small boutique where he bought it at said that it was very fashionable, but Jake really did care about that, all he cared about was that Eve would look stunning in it.

He parked the pickup in front of the house, not bothering to pull it into the garage, gathered up the gifts, and went inside. She was sitting in the living room, her head bent over a book, she was so old fashioned sometimes.

He knew she knew that he was standing there waiting for her to look up but she took her time. Although she could look like anything she wanted to, for Jacob she aged herself humanly. There was a faint tracing of spidery crows feet along the corners of her gorgeous emerald eyes, her wild curls were still black and thick although she was allowing a few white hairs to slip in. Even so she looked about 10 years younger then the 48 she was pretending to be.

She was the most beautiful thing Jake had ever seen, it seemed to him that she just got more and more beautiful everyday.

“Whacha reading?”

“An old Russian book, One Day In the Life of Ivan Denisovitch.”

He came over to sit beside her, setting the gifts on the end table beside that sofa where she sat. “Is it any good?”

“He turns into a beatle.”

“Like John Lennon?”

“No, like the bug.”

“Weird.”

She picked up the wrapped box with the dress in it. “So, what did you get me?”

“Nothing, I just wrapped empty boxes to fool you.”

“Wow, how devious, maybe after 30 years, maybe I’m rubbing off on you.”

“29.”

“Whatever.”

She picked up a present wrapped in white paper, it was smallish, and it rattled when she moved it. “Here I got you a wrapped box too!”

He watched her open the dress, before opening his own gift. It was two different keys on one of the fanciest keyrings he had ever seen. It was gold with pearl inlay and studded with real diamonds. He looked at Eve in slight confusion.

“Do the keys go to anything?”

“No, I just had them made for the keyring, not the other way around, of course they go to something, if you wait until I’m done opening my other presents then I’ll show you.”

She opened up the necklaces and then insisted on putting on the dress and the pearl pendant before leading him out to the garage. There, look strangely out of place next to the other three sports cars, was an old Volkswagen Rabbit, it was a bit rundown and next to the gleaming new cars it looked like crap.

Jake looked at Eve, one eyebrow raised. “Is that...”

“The very same one you built.”

He walked over and carefully touched the chipped paint, the old car brought back so many memories, it was a good thing that he had not changed to a werewolf in so long because just seeing the car brought back a rush of things he had not quite forgotten.

“Wow, Eve” He ran over and picked her, twirling her around, “where did—how did—where—how did you ever find it.”

She smiled her pretty lips curving up into a mysterious expression. “I have my ways.”

“What’s the other key for?”

“Oh, nothing, I just had it made to go with the keyring.”

“Where do you want to go to dinner?”

“I made reservations in Seattle, but you have to let me drive, otherwise we will never get there on time.”

“I love you.”

“Of course you do.” She got into the red 2048 Mustang Rapid, as he got into the passenger seat, “That’s why I love you.”

Jade Greene

He gazed down into a parking lot, there, dancing, was an angel. He could hear the small clicking of her dance heels on the asphalt. She was beautiful. He was imprinting on her, this angel. It was more then love. Full Summery Inside.

Another Jacob Imprint story...but this one is nicer to Jacob...

Deja Vu

She looked pale, her eyes were filled with a fervid expectancy that made him lean back slightly from the burning intensity, when their eyes met, a slight look of confusion flashed. “That’s odd,” She whispered, “Your eyes are usually green.” AU EXB

This one you’ll just have to read it and find out what it’s about for yourself.

And I don’t know exactly what I’m going to title this one but I think it’ll be called A Broken Wing here’s the only part of the summary that I’ve written so far:

You’re A Broken Wing Not A Broken Thing, You Can Heal In Time If You Try. Rosalie’s Story.

This one will be up within the next week or so...

Now it’s all over...The End...Fin! Finish!

How Sad

Blades Don’t Need Reloading

Sarahj259