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Running her fingers over smooth silk, she found herself getting lost to the world around her - sleepiness hazing her mind and drawing her attention away crom everything else.

She had been waiting up for what feels like hours for Bella to return from her visit to a bedridden Jacob.

Pushing herself up, the silk of Alice's pyjamas brushed against her skin in a way that draped against her skin in a natural, lovely way.

Scurrying down the halls in a rush to reach the kitchen, the patter of her feet was painfully loud in the silent house. The present members of the Cullen family having dispersed to various rooms to pass the night.

Coming across the kitchen, she found Lynn digging around the fridge with Esme happily standing by preparing the girl any food she wanted. Having yet to go home, or call and tell the other's where she was, Andy imagined the pack must have been in some sort of state as the two of them had just disappeared in Edward's car.

From what she could discern by the sour look on her friends face, things were not going all that well with Jacob.

Alice, she imagined, must have seen something that didn't lessen her friends concern all that much.

"Hey," Andy said tentatively, stepping up to the counter with a small smile.

"Hey," Lynn grumbled around a mouthful off food.

A seedling of sadness and guilt began to blossom in her chest and Andy spared her friend a side-eye glance. To be connected to the pack, she imagined it was different for the two as Lynn could actually shift, had known all these people since she was young - even if she didn't like them all that much. Words of comfort and reassurance were lost on her, and all she could manage was a feeble squeeze on the arm and a side hug that spread a glow of renewing warmth through the pair that muted the sadness.

"What have you been eating so far?" Andy changed the looming subject quickly, waving a hand at the various plates and foods laid around the counter.

Esme laughed. "Just about everything."

"Well it's not everyday that someone is willing to feed me all their food," the Quileute girl was quick to defend herself.

"It's quite alright. It's nice to cook for someone," Esme admit, looking at the pair with a motherly, loving smile that had Andy beaming at the woman. "As much as I get the opportunity with Andy, she doesn't eat much."

"I'm a tiny person," she mumbled, pursing her lips. "I don't eat very much."

"It's alright." Esme came around the table and pressed a kiss to the crown of her head. "You eat more than enough."

She leaned into the touch, breathing a sigh of relief before she felt it disappear as Esme moved from the kitchen and towards the front entrance.

The words couldn't be heard as conversation ensued, but she would bet that Carlisle and Edward have returned -or Carlisle at the very least.

At her side Lynn visibly relaxed, though she didn't say anything as she continued to eat.

"Esme's lovely, isn't she?" She whispered despite knowing very well everyone could hear her. "I wish I had met her sooner."

"Yeah, me too," Lynn breathed, eyes darting back to where she could hear what Andy couldn't. "She's a lot nicer than most people I've met. I wish Jared wasn't such an ass all the time, he would love her too."

Andy nodded sagely. "I guess everyone has there prejudices about one thing or another. Some people can't get over them, and some people can."

The other girl huffed, a snort coming from her nose. "I hate when you get all smart like that, it makes everything so serious."

"Sorry." She wasn't sorry, not when she felt such a contentment at the smile that her friend gave her.

Sitting alone, just the two of them, reminded her completely of how important the essence of her existence was to a select few indivuals. A pack of two, an alpha to her best friend born of the intense, protective bond and sincere friendship the pair shared -and even if it did sound incredibly cliche or cheesy - they were best friends for life now, whether they like it or not.

Andy figured that she could have eternal love and happiness with Quil, that was a given, but she knew with a friend like Lynn they could raze cities and rule the destruction if they so wanted to.

Abruptly she rushed over and hugged her friend, settling herself behind the girl and resting her cheek against the small space between the shoulder blades.

"You alright, Andy?"

The girl in question only snuggled closer. "Peachy."

Lynn nodded a little unsure before she shrugged off the odd behaviour and continued on with her extravagant meal.

Thinking on it, the pain of leaving any of her precious people behind to attend school in the fall was a horrible, terrifying thing that she didn't want to experience. She truly wished that she had not applied to any schools at that moment, if only so she had absolutely no small, tempting thoughts that whispered about the experience of the world, of the knowledge that would be at her fingertips that she could use to achieve something spectacular.

Andy wondered if it was possible to smuggle people away in her dorm.

Breathing in deeply at the panic that tried to climb out her throat, Andy forced it back down, anchoring herself to Lynn and holding her mind in the present.

The true fear at leaving behind everything she knew was overwhelming.

Bella, she was certain, would be forgoing any college simply for the purpose of immortality. An eternal life with Edward and the Cullen's that Andy would not get the privilege of experiencing.

Would she have turned, if not for Quil?

The wolves had a certain type of immortality themselves, one that they kept as long as they continued to shift. Quil would stay forever youthful if he continued to shift, and if they wanted to grow together he would need to stop shifting soon because Andy continued to age.

Is it selfish of her to wish that she could have an eternity with him like her sister would have with Edward? Most probably but it didn't exactlt stop her from toying with the idea.

To be graceful and untainted. To be have supernatural beauty that shown brighter that she would in the sunlight. To have all the time to capture the ever changing world with her camera, to be fully capable of protecting others as they had protected her.

Fast, swift, strong - eternity with Quil, and Alice, and Jasper, and Lynn, and Bella.

She would never need to say goodbye to her sister because they never need be parted.

Quil would possibly loathe her forever. A small, rational voice in his mingd would whisper over the lull of the imprint and scatter negativity that Andy would wholeheartedly deserve.

A small, inescapable sob lodged itself in her chest painfully and Andy swallowed thickly. Tears pricked her eyes and she choked trying to contain everything all at once.

Lynn was fast on the uptake as she spun herself around to face Andy immediately.

"What's wrong?" The girls urged.

She shook her head, quietly sniffling. "It's, it's noth-nothing," Andy hiccuped. "I'm, I'm jus-just thinking."

"Just thinking? Andy you're crying." The Cameron girl deadpaned.

Andy gave a watery smile. "I made, I made myself sad."

"By thinking?"

Andy nodded.

Sighing, the other teen rubbed the Swan girl's back comfortingly then scooped Andy up despite her protests and carried her off to the living room where she was dropped promptly on the couch.

"Sleep," Lynn commanded.

Gaping, Andy tried to get up but was only pushed back down. "You've had a long day and are way too tired. Go to sleep."

She grumbled as she laid back down, glowering at her friend for betraying her like this. Tired? She was exhausted, every inch of her felt weighed down by lead yet somehow inexplicably soft as a feather and just as free, but that did not mean she wanted to go to sleep - not until she got to see Bella.

With the Volturi and Jacob's accident, Andy hasn't seen her sister since the disaster that was her and Lynn's walk. Knowing that Bella was safe and sound was not the same as confirming it with your own eyes to ease your mind.

Maybe not always on the best of terms, especially as of late, Bella was still this wonderful person that had cared for her better than her own morher had. Together they could survive anything, and she would burn out all of her love just to keep Bella happy.

She would stay awake until she saw Bella, just to make sure that she wasn't needed before she would probably sleep for the next two days.

And as Lynn disappeared back into the kitchen with a growling stomach, she was left to herself to stew with her thoughts in silence - a dangerous activity for anyone with an active mind.

As it were, she didn't have to wait very long before Alice entered the room lacking the usual skip in her step.

Andy sat up, waving a soft hello, only to still at the thoughtful, almost sullen look on the other girls face.

"Allie? Everything alright?" She ventured.

The vampire didn't answer, hardly even moving from her place standing directly before her.

"You would tell me if you make any big decisions, right?" Alice questioned

Stunned momentarily, Andy felt her lips part in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"You would tell me about any life-changing decisions?" She asked again.

"Of course."

Alice slunk forward, seating herself near Andy so they were only a small distance apart.

"Your future use to be very difficult to follow - visions coming in and out of focus with gaps missing," Alice tells her, voice low and thick. "I was suddenly just hit with an overwhelmingly clear image of you, a you that wasn't very you but was you all the same."

"What?"

"You were so very much the same it was uncanny," Alice sighed with a grimace. "The only change was the eyes. Bright red eyes."

Andy reeled back, sputtering over words that tried to leave her in choppy questions. Red eyes. Red eyes. Red eyes. She wasn't meant to have red eyes, was she? That was Bella's thingb not hers. Andy was meant to be bitter about being left to grow old, but be thrilled to grow old anyways.

"Red eyes? That's impossible," the young human denied.  "Quil! Oh, what about, oh what about Quil!"

"Shhh-" Alice placed an icy finger to her lips -" you don't want Lynn to hear! Esme's brought her out to see the cars but don't be so loud."

"Sorry," Andy squeaked.

The vampire pulled her hand away to brush through Andy's hair with a tender caress.

"Things change, it's nothing to be worried about," Alice soothed. "But is this is what you want, no one will scorne you for your choice. I'll make sure of it."

By the time Andy finally got to see Bella, Alice was a jittery mess at the top of the porch steps - twitching with barely contained excitement.

Lynn, who had stayed the night in one of the beds that had been purchased to convenience one of Andy's many sleepover, was sitting at her side on the bottom step.

Alice, who clearly knew something that she didn't - ran directly to the elder Swan the second she was out the car with Edward closely coming to her side.

The vampires shared a look before suddenly all eyes were on her. Nerves spiked, her head snapped to her sister with a narrowed gaze - a brow raisimg in a silent question.

Happy, joyful thoughts of childhood floated to the front of her mind as Bella looked oddly like she would before she was about to perform for ballet - like she was going to be sick but still went out just to make Andy happy.

Twitching her pinky, pink and yellow flowed out, swirling together, before encompassing the nervous girl.

Bella sighed, a glow lighting her features as she approached the pair sat on the steps.

Hands stuffed in her pockets, Bella scuffed the toe of her shoe against the gravel. "Andy, let's go take a walk."

Glancing over to her friend, the other girl simply nodded and sent her on her way.

"Esme said something about grocery shopping, maybe she'll let me tag along." Lynn stood, excusing herself.

The siblings went off in the direction of the woods, walking just withing the tree line where the house was still in view.

It was nice to spend a time with Bella just the two, where they did not need to worry about apologizing for one thing or another. It was peaceful, almost like they use to be.

"Back at the clearing, I tried to be brave like the third wife," Bella suddenly blurted.

"Like from the Quileute legends?"

Bella nodded. "Edward was in trouble. Victoria. I was so scared of loosing him."

"I get it," Andy told her. "I probably would have done the same."

The elder sister bumped her shoulder against Andy's, a happy grin on her face. "I heard you pulled some crazy moves until Lynn got there."

Laughing, Andy shook her head. "I was only trying not to die, Bells."

"You still managed to save yourself."

Andy looked over, twinning her pinky finger with Bella's. "You managed to save Edward."

Bella squeezed her finger before they continued walking, moving in a circle around the house.

"Andy, I told Jacob that it wasn't going to work," Bella blurted, freezing mid step. "I told him I pick Edward."

Bewildered, Andy tripped over her feet. Such a thing was inevitable, as Andy knew that Bella's love for Edward was all consuming - enough to drive her sister to self-destruction - but she has never considered Bella actually giving up Jacob.

They were two necessary, constant, type entities that she had begun to associate with her sister. For Edward was like air, without him Bella was sure to suffocate and fade - burn out. And Jacob, well he was a bit like fire. The kind that you start in a desperate attempt to flush out the cold. He had flushed out the cold that had grown within Bella and then he had grown wild and out of control - that was a bit like Bella's love for Jacob.

It was surprising that Bella could dose the fire - or at least try to - but it was inevitable as no one could live without air.

"Oh, uh, yeah o-okay," Andy stammered. "Good for you."

"It's was horrible. He looked so defeated. I'm a terrible person."

"No, absolutely not," Andy exclaimed. "You're allowed to have moments were you doubt yourself and make the wrong choice. Jacob knew that you were in love with someone else when he began to make his intentions clear. Choosing between them was the right thing to do - better to end something that could have been disastrous."

"Is it bad to wish he never met me? Never loved me?" Bella murmured, resting her chin on her sister's shoulder.

"No, you want only what's best for him."

"I love him, but I don't love him enough."

"Bells, it's not that you don't love him enough. It's not a competition," Andy pressed. "Your love isn't the kind that is meant to be. The love you have with Edward is the one that's meant to last an eternity - the pair of you are meant to be together forever."

Turning, Bella pulled her sister into a tight hug, one that was comforting and necessary for the growing seriousness of the conversation.

"I'm getting married," Bella whispered.

Andy felt her heart skip a beat, alarms blaring through her mind as all possible words were thrown out the metaphorical window.

Putting an arms length between them, Bella said, "I'm going to marry Edward."

Screeching, Andy tackled her sister in a hug - the two landing on the floor with a huff. "You're getting married! I can't believe it! A wedding! You! I'm so happy for you!"

Bella laughed, brushing a finger over the apple of Andy's cheeks and only then did the girl realise she was crying.

"I'm getting married!" Bella giggled.

"Oh, this is so great! You're going to be so happy!"

"I'm getting married!" Bella repeated, much to the amusement of her younger sister.

"When did he ask? How did he ask? Did you tell dad?-"

"Andy."

"Does mom know yet? Do you know when? Are you going to change before or-"

"Andy," Bella shook her rambling sister. "I want you to be my maid of honor."

"Me?"

Rubbing the side of her neck as she sat up, Bella helped her sister into a seated position beside her.

"I'm never going to be able to do this without you," Bella expressed. "We've done everything together. I need you for this."

A tint cough escaped the younger girl as she tried to hold back tears. "Anything. I'd do anything for you Bells."

"So is that a yes?"

Andy nodded, hair flying with the abrupt jerking of her head. She reached up, brushing tears from her cheeks with the back of her hands, laughing shakily.

Maid of honor at her sister's wedding - things were going so fast now, time unravelling faster than she could keep up, but Andy wasn't going to try and stop it or slow things down. The happiness she felt at that moment was enough proof to her that things were going as they should.

Though she wished that she had more time on which her sister belonged to her, she wasn't going to still what was meant to be.

As they walked to the house, holding hands with Andy cuddling close to her sister, she knew that marriage was the right thing to do, the right move to begin an eternity of love.

An eternity of love she would spend with a new family.

"Hey Bells," Andy began innocently. "What if Alice and I are both maid of honour?"

There was no chance at a reply as they came to the front of the house and Alice was on them - dragging them into the house and towards her room.

Edward was close behind, Lynn no where in sight

"Hold on Alice," Bella warned, holding up a hand. "I've got a few rules."

"Yeah, I know, don't worry about it," Alice reassured, dismissing any of her sister's concerns.

Andy stiffled a laugh. "Trust me, I'll keep her in control," she whispered playfully.

"Do you want to see you dress?"

"Sure."

A smug smile overtook the happy one as Alice skipped ahead of them.

"How long has she known?" Andy found herself asking.

Bella sighed. "Longer than me, I'm guessing."

Sweeping them i to her room, Alice held out an arm to stop Edward. "Out."

"What?" Bella asked, squeezing Andy's hand.

"He's not allowed to see the dress. You know the rules," Alice deadpaned.

As Bella complained and Alice stood her ground, Andy gave Edward a little wave in farewell and began to close the door.

With the door shut in Edward's face, Alice led them to her vast closet where a large white bag had a rack all to itself.

She unzipped the bag in one sweeping movement and skillfully removed the dress. Andy cried.

"Ah," Bella smiled. "I see."

Andy blubbered, accepting a tissue from Alice when she was magically presented with one.

It was old fashioned, intricately designed. Andy found it to be something out of the novels that Bella enjoyed the most - something like Anne of Green Gables with pretty white lace designs and a train.

It was the perfect dress Bella could ever wear - one that was made perfect for her.

"Nineteen-eighteen?" Bella guessed. "Its perfect for him."

"And for you?"

"Yeah, Alice, thank you."

Alice beamed. "I designed some of it, the rest was Perrine Bruyere."

"It's beautiful, Allie, really," Andy told her, wiping her face. You better be around if I need you to do my dress."

The vampire shot her a withering look. "Don't speak like that, I'll always be there for you," Alice scolded. "Besides, I've already designed your dress, just in case."

"Can I see your dress? And Andy's?" Bella asked.

The other two looked over.

"I can't have my maids of honour wear something off the rack." Bella winced, a mocking action to the fashion lover.

Alice threw her arms around Bella's waist, "Thank you, Bella!"

Spinning, the vampire snatched hold of Andy's wrist and began to tug her from the room. "Go and see Edward, we have lot's to plan! Oh, I need to call Esme!"

Andy looked over her shoulder, waving to her sister as she was being dragged from the room.

The thrill and excitement that radiated in the air around them, settling over Andy like a warm blanket made up for any pain and hardship she had endured in the past years.

If being left behind meant the happiness of her sister, she would happily submit herself to an existence of loneliness.

For red eyes now haunted the back of her mind, a possibility that loomed over her like a dark cloud and would surely mean an existence of loneliness if it came to be true.

"Allie, how much of my future do you actually see," Andy cautioned.

Alice shot her a weary glance. "Enough to know that you haven't made any set decision. Everything is still up in the air."

"Do you see Quil or Lynn?"

"I never see them."

Andy winced. Alice can't see the wolves. "What do you see?"

"I don't know."

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