Me: Okay, so I'm rebelling against A/N and Disclaimer and I am being original. So tell me what you think of this story. This is sort of just the set up for the story so its kind of slow but more stuff will happen soon...if I can figure out what to do next...

Prologue

I spun and dropped to the ground then quickly recovered myself. I turned around and took a step backwards. That fatal step. She was behind me.

"You lose!" she giggled in my ear.

"Again," I admitted in defeat.

She laughed at me.

"Is something on your mind? You don't usually lose to me five times in a row!" she asked me. That was Alice. Always concerned for everyone else. Never herself. Maybe that was why I loved her.

"Actually, yeah, kind of. I was think we should...take a vacation," I insisted.

"Do you need to go hunting again? The last trip was only a few days ago!" Alice put her hands on her hips and looked at me like she was scolding me.

"No. That's not what I meant. I was...sort of...hoping you'd want to join me."

Alice laughed. "I'd consider it if you told me where we're going first."

"Texas?" I remarked.

Alice appeared shocked. "If that's where you'd like o go, I'll come with you. But...I've got to tell Carlisle. Don't worry ,I can get everything set up. I'm sure you'll let the rest of the family come?"

She didn't give me time to answer before deciding herself the everyone should come.

Then I started to block her out while she explained the whole vacation she had planned. I had a sense of longing quite suddenly. Perhaps I was just eager to go back, but it felt like a serious attraction to something in particular. Maybe someone?

"...and we should get there by tomorrow...does that sound good with you?" Alice asked.

"Yeah. Excellent," I murmured. Usually it's best to listen to everything Alice says since she manages to fit a shopping trip in somewhere but I guess I'd just have to pay the price for ignoring her.

I had been increasingly spacing out to whoever was talking to me. It was almost like someone else was trying to talk to me. Someone taking over.

I decided I was overreacting.

Due to the fact that Alice had taken the plans upon herself, we arrived in Texas the next day. It was an incredibly painful journey for me. Although we had gone hunting a few days before I wanted more. The feelings I had for Texas were split between the sense that this was where I had grown up, and thirst for when I had drunk human blood here.

We ran most of the time but whenever we took a break requested we hunted. We never did and I gave up my attempt.

Alice had already put together a whole agenda for us. We should start out where I wanted to go, Austin, and we would save Galveston for the end. She insisted we go to the Stockyards in Fort Worth and the Cowgirl Museum and I didn't bother to argue with Alice. At least not this early in the vacation. I was not ready to lose.

When we arrived at the museum in Austin, (ummm I know the name of this place! I dunno, I'll ask someone school!) I paused. If I were breathing, my breath would have caught in my throat. Unintentionally, my mind whizzed back to the newborns, to Maria, to the scars on my arms, which I called my "battle wounds" although we all knew they had come after the battle, and then...to her. Lila...

I'd tried so hard to forget about her. The very sound of her name made me cringe with guilt. My own guilt was more painful than feeling twenty other people's guilt.

I missed her. I could never get rid of that fact. Returning here had given me the lust for her again, the feeling of what we'd done the night before I'd left her---never to return.

"Jazz, are you okay?" Alice asked me.

"Yeah. I'm just taking in...everything."

Alice smiled at me and grabbed my hand to give a quick squeeze. She slipped her arm through mine and we walked down the first row of things. Most of the history was from the Alamo but there was a Civil War exhibit.

"Did you wear on of those?" I turned my head an saw Rosalie pointing at the glass case with a hint of distaste in her voice.

It was a replica of my old uniform. It was a gray coat with buttons on each side like one of those long trench coat jackets that look like the matrix although this one was not nearly as long because it had to be easy to move in. The pants were bland and gray also but they were held up by suspenders. A holster was slung across the shoulder. I suppose this uniform could not be said as one that was "particularly fashionable" especially for the modern age but it was easy to maneuver in. Plus, I looked so good already, the uniform could not dull down my good looks...or at least that's what I tell anyone who makes fun of me...namely, Rosalie.

Rosalie smirked and walked ahead of us. She could laugh all she wanted, she was just jealous she didn't have an awesome uniform I thought to myself knowing I was lying.

"I think you would look handsome in it," Alice whispered to me.

I smiled and we walked by. I paused at the next glass case.

"Oh! Look at this! It's real silver!" Alice pointed at a small silver cup on the right side of the display case.

I almost choked. I recognized the cup.

"That's mine!" A rush of memory flooded back into my head as I remembered when my mother had given me the silver cup and warned me that it was rather fragile.

"Okay, Darling," Alice patted my arm in a motherly understanding way to cover up my interruption because I was sure a few people had turned their heads.

"Great," I thought."Now everyone probably thinks I'm retarded."

At least that was all they thought about me. It was better than the cold truth that I was a bloodsucking animal.

We walked past a Confederate flag but I remained silent this time.

"That went well," Edward murmured while we stepped outside of the grand building. He avoided the sun until the rest of us joined him.

"Where to now?" Carlisle asked Alice

"Now we've got to go to the Cowgirl Museum! After we check that out we can go to the Stockyards, which is apparently a great tourist attraction! Then we can go to Galveston tonight or tomorrow. I wonder if the battle ground is open all night," Alice remarked.

Carlisle said nothing but I felt that hew as trying to keep a positive attitude. Esme seemed generally in high spirits. Rosalie---bored but even without my power it was obvious to tell. She had done nothing to conceal that fact to the naked eye. Edward didn't care where he was because he just wanted to be where someone was. Bella? I guessed. Emmett was eagerly looking around, taking in everything. Alice,

well, her excitement was not contained in any way.

Then, there was someone else. A strong emotion threw me off balance. Such a fullness of happiness spread through my body. It was so joyous I wasn't sure I could handle it.

"Jazz?" Alice said plainly, attempting to help hold me up.

"Yes, Alice, Darling," I almost sang and regained my posture.

"Are you doing all right?"

"Yes. I am. I am doing perfectly fine. Let's just keep moving."

I glanced back. No one looked very excited---no quite that excited at least.

"You heard him" Alice responded, unhooking herself from my arm. "Let's get out of here."

Me: It's short but please review!