Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Twilight.

DID YOU KNOW: Only 11% of people in the world are truly straight (and interested in only the opposite sex). Only 11% of people are truly homosexual/lesbian (and are interested only in the same sex). This means that seventy-eight percent of the population is bi-sexual and may become interested in someone of the same or opposite sex. So really, most of the people who claim to be straight are only saying that they PREFER the opposite sex (i.e. why it's called 'personal preference'), not that they ONLY are and ever will be attracted to the opposite sex.

-Epilogue: The Sky Clears-

Previously:

He could hear someone running and in a matter of seconds Laurent was next to them.

After assessing the situation, Laurent turned to glare at him.

"You mean I ran all this way for nothing?"

He nodded, smiling slightly at the aggravated vampire. Laurent turned and left the cave, sending one last glare over his shoulder before walking away. Harry snickered as Laurent muttered angrily about dates and stupid midgets before becoming quiet and pensive once more.

Finally, they were alone. Well, as alone as one could be with two people immediately across from you, with one also glaring hatefully at you.

He let his gaze wander over to Bella who was now hanging limply from the wall, the only thing holding her up being the restraints that Victoria had used. He wondered if Bella was also dead. Oh well, he found that he didn't really care if the obnoxious girl had survived.

He held a hand out to James. His mate (Mate, he had a mate!) intertwined their hands and together they left the cave, both looking forward to their new lives.

-When the Storm Breaks—

Jacob was curled up on the Cullen's couch. Tear tracks were now dried on his face.

It had been more than 5 hours since the boy had shown up for his and Laurent's date. He had finally fallen asleep after he had he had become distraught with worry and had broken down.

Esme watched him from the doorway, a worried frown in place. Edward, Bella and the others had still not returned; it worried her greatly.

Jasper had left, acting cold, defiant and refusing to listen to anyone but Alice who had followed closely behind him with an apologetic smile.

Emmett and Rosalie had gone up to their room and had participated in very loud and, if the sounds they had made were any indication, very raunchy sex.

Her husband was in his office, catching up on paperwork to distract himself. From his eldest son possibly being dead to Jasper and Alice leaving, she could understand why he'd want to ignore everything that was happening.

She sighed and hoped that those dear to them would soon return.

-When the Storm Breaks-

James glanced over at Harry who was walking silently beside him. The shorter man gracefully made his way through the forest, holding his hand all the while. Harry's hand was warm in his and the thought alone brought a smile to his lips.

This felt like home.

He could tell that Harry now knew that they were mates. They had never before held hands for so long… well, they had never really held hands in general.

He gave the hand in his a brief squeeze, hoping to convey to him how much he was truly loved. Harry turned to look at him, sending him a happy grin.

As they had been leaving, Harry had made the entrance to the cave collapse. They were briefly returning to the Cullen house before getting out of there as soon as possible. Whether Bella and Edward were still alive was unknown but if they were it would take them a while to escape; Bella far more than Edward.

Overall, he was quite happy with how things had come to be. Despite his friend's tragic death he had a mate who was beautiful, inside and out, and he now had hopes for a wonderful future.

-When the Storm Breaks-

Jacob drowsily awoke to the ghost-like brush of lips against his forehead.

He blinked dimly as he watched the figure make its way to the door. A gasp left his lips and the man turned in the doorway.

Their eyes locked.

Laurent's gazed at him, a loving smile on his lips. His eyes though…

His eyes were bittersweet, a hint of sadness shining through.

The smile disappeared from his boyfriend's mouth as he sat up.

Laurent turned. He struggled to get up; tangled in the blanket that had been placed over him at some time during the night.

A single whispered 'Goodbye' was all he received before the figure was gone.

All that was left was him, screaming, crying. Alone, despite soon being surrounded by the remaining vampires.

He couldn't think, couldn't breathe past knowing that he needed Laurent!

He loved him.

And now he was gone.

-The End-

AN: I hadn't planned on ending like this.

James and Harry are happy. Laurent is sad but leaving anyway, poor Jake is heartbroken. Oh, and there's only Carlisle, Esme, Rosalie and Emmett left.

I'm evil.

Anyway, is there anyone interested in a sequel? It would be centred on Laurent/Jacob – mostly Jake's reaction at being abandoned, finding out he's a werewolf/shape shifter and, hopefully, resolving their story.