A/N: Everyone wanted to know what led Dee & Dazz from the last battle with Emmett and Bella to their deaths. Well here is what happened. It's told from Edward's POV because there was no way I could choose from Dee or Dazz's POV. Thanks to abbymickey24 for beta'ing and IansCutie, dazzled10, & Delecia for pre-reading.

*WARNING* IF YOU HAVE NOT READ PART 2 OF THE EPILOGUE, DO THAT FIRST.

All things Twilight are the property and ownership of S. Meyers. I make no money from my obsession.

Dee & Dazz Outtake: Fate's Third Chance

Jasper and Alice were snuggled up on the couch. Kate was sitting in between Dee and Dazz chatting about fighting techniques, while Garrett was looking out the patio doors. I assumed he was standing guard. We were all still a little tense. Dee and Dazz came over to us and told us that they would be leaving now.

"We have some unfinished business we need to take care of. We were kinda in the middle of it when we left." Dazz said and I could tell that it was something more.

"You would tell us if you needed help right?" Emmett asked with a very fatherly tone. I knew that he cared about the girls so much though.

"Yes Uncle Emmy." They replied in unison. – This Changes Things Chapter 17

Afterlife Edward's POV

They are beautiful, elegant, and two of the fiercest fighters on the planet. They are like Artemis and Athena, two goddesses who were skillful at protecting those close to them. A sense of pride wells up in me and I have never seen a finer specimen of warriors. Their gifts have helped them, but I owe my thanks to Emmett and Jasper. They had trained them well.

I had thought the battle with Victoria was the day they would return to me as my beautiful Daphne. I know that their deaths are coming soon. I can feel the tightening in my chest, signifying my soul mate would be joining me here in the afterlife. I was thrilled and yet saddened by this. They had not lived one, but two sets of lives, human and vampire. Yet to have had their lives stolen when they were so young, was not fair.

There was no one to blame but myself. I had wasted time when we were human and once I was changed. When I first met Ms. Daphne Williamson, it was the spring of 1916. She seemed to have barely noticed me. I was walking from the store and she was getting out of the car with our neighbor, Ashley Perkins. Ashley waved excitedly my way and attempted to introduce me to her cousin. Regrettably, Daphne pulled Ashley into the house without even looking at me.

The next time I would see her was a few days later. Daphne was sitting on a blanket in the grass, while Ashley lay in her lap. They seemed to be reading a book and giggling at it quite loudly. I thought she was the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on. I even found it adorable when she snorted a little when laughing.

The guys in the neighborhood were all clamoring to meet her. Ashley, ever the hostess, would have them over for tea and conversations. Daphne was like a little bee, dancing amongst the garden and stinging any of those boys that dared to touch her. Those boys were just scoundrels, didn't know how to treat a lady. She was becoming my honeybee and I had to make sure she was safe. I had already taken it upon myself to watch over her when she would go on her walks. Chicago wasn't a city a lady should walk alone. So yes, my stalking started a little early. What can I say? I protected what innately was mine. As I am sure Daphne would have done if she was in my place. She noticed me once and I accidentally called her honeybee. She just swatted me away and walked into her cousin's home.

Daphne was back in Chicago again the same time the following year. I saw her arrive in her usual fashion with Ashley. I could not run fast enough over to my window, tripping over the rug. She exited the car and looked towards my house and up and down the street. I could have sworn she was looking for me. My chants of "Up Here!" and "In the Window" were rewarded when she glanced up to my window. She caught my stare and I waved. I could tell she was trying to hide her smile as her lips twisted into a smirk. She nodded and turned to walk towards her cousin's.

I was determined to talk to her while she visited. A week later, I decided to make my move. With my mother's advice, I walked across the street carrying a single Orchid from mother's garden. Apparently she and Daphne had a very long discussion about them while I was visiting my father at his office. Just as I was about to knock, a teary eyed Daphne opened the door, the Williamsons following behind her. She was leaving early to head back to Virginia. Her mother had unexpectedly passed due to the sickness that would soon claim us. I wanted to make her better, wipe her tears away. However, I simply handed her the orchid and clasped my hand over her gloved one. She gave my hand a squeeze and turned to leave.

In 1918, everything changed. She arrived for her visit right as the flu epidemic hit. Daphne died first and oddly enough I had been the one around it much longer. I later discovered that she died right as I burned from Carlisle's venom. I was supposed to die then, to be reunited with her, but Carlisle gave me another life. It was my tantrum away from the family that caused some disruption into things. I actually threw fate for a loop and was punished for it. Daphne was going to return to me sooner and we were to live the immortal life. However, my outlandish disregard for humans was not overlooked.

And I was punished.

Daphne's soul was split between two little girls born in the late 40's. It was left to chance for us to find each other again. I must have begun to do something right because they fell right in my lap. I brought very little memories with me into my vampire life, but I faintly remembered her. As I look back on it now, I saw it in the twins. I felt that pull to them both and I didn't understand what was happening.

That day was a laugh riot. Once Dee and Dazz found out about my gift, they made it pretty interesting for me. Dee was quoting scriptures in her head, trying to block me. Dazz, however, was cracking silly vampire jokes in hers. I let the memory flood my senses.

Flashback

My chest was really starting to ache as I stared at the twins. I was really wishing there was someone here that could tell me what in the hell I was feeling right now. They were close to my age and it had been a while since I felt like I could act like a seventeen year old boy. It hadn't escaped me that I found them very attractive. It was something about them that was pulling me in closer. I took a small step back away from the group and felt my chest constrict again. Carlisle looked up to me and his thoughts were worrisome. I smiled slightly, not wanting to worry him.

I sat down finally and conversed with the big guy, Emmett. He was a bit of a brute, but seemed like a good catch for Rosalie. She would certainly keep him on his feet. Still my eyes kept being drawn back to the girls. Both their thoughts were filled with curiosity about me and wanted to know about my past activities. Carlisle then mentioned my gift to them and their minds immediately began to race before falling silent.

Dee began quoting from the book of Psalms. Why she felt the need to do that, I don't know. I did not mind her previous curiosities. Dazz on the other hand was having a little fun. She decided to repeat every vampire joke she'd ever heard and was making it her goal to make me laugh. I, on the other hand, was trying to hear a story being told by Esme.

What has webbed feet, feathers, fangs and goes quack-quack? Count Duckula. Okay, maybe not that one…. Oh I got it. This one will make you laugh for sure.

What is Transylvania? Dracula's terror-tory! Hahahahaha! No? Wow you really are uptight.

She was determined and I couldn't hide my small smirk. Pictures of me would flash across Dee's mind, but she kept going back to Psalms.

Okay buddy, I got you now. What does Dracula say when introduced to someone? "Hello, pleased to eat you!"

That did it. I let out a little chuckle and Dazz joined me. Another image of me with my eyes closed this time fluttered across Dee's mind. It looked like I was in the guest room here in the house. I was distracted from it again with another joke from Dazz.

Oh I got a chuckle. Okay let's see if I can do that again. If you want to know more about Dracula what do you have to do? Join his fang club! Hahahaha! Why don't we have fangs Eddie? It would be awesome.

She called me Eddie and I didn't mind. Usually I hated when people called me Eddie. And even in her mind, her laugh was glorious.

One more and I'll let you go. You're really going to like this one. What happened to the vampire who swallowed sheep? He felt baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad! BWAHAHAHA! Gee whiz that's perfect for us Cullens.

We both burst out laughing and it must have caused Dee's reciting to falter. Just as our laughter burst through, the image of my face with my eyes closed became clear. I was lying down on the bed in the guest room and Dee was tying me to the bed, wearing a leather bodice and lace stockings. What was she going to do with that whip?

I stood up quickly and Dee was apologizing profusely. I had to get out of there. The images were coming faster and I was quite sure I was about to as well. I quickly asked Carlisle and Esme to hunt with me and left the house, not waiting on an answer.

I never saw them again after that.

Decades later, I ran into the most glorious scent. Isabella Swan was a siren and a mystery. I was so fascinated by my draw to her. My own feelings of loneliness in a house full of couples also spurred me on. Knowing now, I was meant to bring her into this family, just not in the way I did. I was supposed to bring her to Emmett, but her quiet mind was such a lure.

I am so happy that she made it to her true love. She and Emmett are perfect for each other. Now I just had to just wait on my happily ever after.

I have learned that my mates had been rather busy after leaving the Cullens. They had stumbled upon a small venture in the process of looking for something themselves. They had lost their father's pocket watch. It had been handed down from generation to generation. Dee and Dazz had been searching for it when another vampire had lost an important item as well. They began to notice that other items were taken from vampires and human alike. Thus their very lucrative business was created.

I knew how important that watch was to them. It was the last piece of their humanity they had left. We all had some trinket, some connection to our past. It was then discovered that Aro Volturi had been collecting several valuable pieces that belonged to other vampires and humans. He knew people would do anything to keep something they treasured. It sickened me. I still didn't know his true motives, being dead didn't give me the key to all knowledge. I certainly didn't get any information that pertained to me or Daphne.

Once the girls had discovered it was Aro, they started ransacking his smaller facilities first. They soon moved on up the scale. Eventually having to move to the more protected of locations. The first one they had hired additional help. Dee and Dazz broke in to a facility of Aro's in Munich, Germany. This was right before they had been called to assist Emmett and Bella. They had enlisted the aid of an untamed gang of vampires whose sole purpose for helping was just to be a menace to the Volturi. They had a vampire with them by the name of Fred. He was going to be a great asset to the new vampire order later. That I had seen clearly.

Of course the watch was not there. It was just like all the other locations. They were able to discover several other pieces that belonged to a few of their clients. It would be a great blow to Aro, but I am quite sure he would just take it all back. Dee and Dazz swept through the place as efficiently as they always were on these missions. They didn't even need the aid of their cohorts to take down the five guards patrolling the facility. They actually giggled the entire time, which made me concerned that they had been hanging out with Jasper too long. But I just shook off the remnants of my older, more mature morals and joined them in their laughter.

Once the battle with Victoria and her newborns ended, Dee received a text from their contact. He had located another one of the collector's warehouses. Their father's pocket watch may be at that location. My chest had ached even more. I was dead yes, but my soul was still tied to theirs. They said their goodbyes to Emmett and Bella and made their way to the airport. This one had me really worried. I had hoped that Emmett pressed them further on their hasty departure. He and Bella could have helped and insured their survival. It was too close to that fucker's lair. Rome. They went to Italy to break into a facility that was considered to be Aro's more private stash. The watch had been tracked to this location and they were sure it was going to be there. Fred and his merry men joined them again. It was a paid mission for them, as the risks were higher.

There were at least fifty guards at this location. So with their twenty, they were able to get through the guards with only two losses from Fred's gang. Dee and Dazz had a few bites, but nothing major. As always, they were splendid. Their gift is truly something amazing. One offensively fighting, while the other on defense, both still able to destroy their opponents quickly, especially when they team up. I definitely have a crush on their skills.

They were disappointed yet again. The pocket watch was not there and they were forced to continue searching. They feared that it must be in the castle and they thought they could manage that. I watched them go back and forth over the possibilities. It all looked to be wrong and impossible. I watched them for days, weeks, two years plotting all the different scenarios. Fred had backed out, saying there were too many unknowns still and he was not storming any castle for a damn watch and a few million. His mate left with him and they were down another two. Others then took their leave. It eventually left them a scraggly group of ten. As days passed, nothing had panned out.

Until one day they got a call that brings them to their mission today.

I double over, falling onto my knees. The pain is worse than the day I burned from Carlisle's venom. I feel like my heart is burning and I have no doubt that this is in fact the day.

Dee and Dazz get news of a possible place back in the US where Aro has been increasing patrols and making personal visits, which alone is weird. Aro hardly ever leaves Volterra. It doesn't seem right and Dazz thinks it may be a trap. Other than killing his guards and stealing some valuables, they don't think Aro would go out of his way. To some degree, they are right. Something is missing and I'm worried for them. This pain tells me my worries are true.

New York City. I look down at how badass my mates look. They are feral and ready for destruction. If this is going to be the day they die, I hope they take down as many of those bastards with them. They are getting into position to sneak in, but I see Aro and a lot of his guard with him. He has Alec and that alone makes it dangerous. It is a trap for sure. I feel the pain running deeper in my chest and I can't make it up off my knees.

Why did it have to be Aro? I wish I could rip him to pieces myself. I hope he pays for this. I will certainly greet him and escort him straight to hell. One of my mates will get him. They had to.

They enter the building in a gallant effort, but it is empty. Dazz curses as they are immediately surrounded by four times the amount of their team. This is too much. They will be slaughtered. They moved in together back to back. Out of the darkness, Aro slides up. He looks my girls over slowly like they are prized mares. Oh no! I figured it out. He wanted my mates, not for what they had done to his storage place, but for their gifts. He was known for coveting gifts.

"Ladies, it took us so long to get to this point. And you followed my little bread crumbs," he says sweetly.

"Fuck you douchebag!" Dazz yells.

"Aro, we are only here for what belongs to us. If you give it to us, we won't cause any more trouble here," Dee speaks, pushing Dazz behind her.

"You mean…this?" Aro says while bringing up the pocket watch. "I will in exchange for your service in our guard for eternity. Is this watch that special?"

"You old bastard! Hell no. I wouldn't work for you if our lives depended on it," Dazz says maliciously.

Aro's hand is swift and hits Dazz right in the mouth. Dee of course is level-headed until you bother her sister. She uses Dazz as a launching board and dives after Aro. A guard steps in her way and she takes his head as she flips over him. She has Aro against the wall getting ready to rip his head off when Alec and another guard snatch her off him. The whole group has been destroyed. All that is left are my mates. They will never work for Aro.

"This is a waste of time Master," Alec whines. Pansy.

"Perhaps you are right," Aro agrees. "I had really hoped you would join my little family. Oh well, I already have something in my possession that is just as good."

He nods to Alec and I prepare for the pain.

Just then Fred, his mate and a bunch of other vampires run in quickly, causing a distraction,

"You owe me twins! Move it!" Fred calls out over the mayhem.

Dazz grabs the watch from Aro and kicks him into his guard. Dee is biting Alec in his neck and I can't help but growl at the site of her. Dazz runs over to Fred once he has taken out the guards blocking the thick metal door.

"Get this to J. Jenks, Seattle, WA. He'll know what to do. Go! Run now!" Dazz says as she shoves the watch and a letter in his hands. Fred only hesitates to grab his mate and runs out the door. Dazz dashes back over to the main part of the fight. She hears Dee scream as one of the guards rip her arm off. Dee kicks him and grabs her arm and beats him with it.

"Do you know…," she pauses as she hits him again, "…how long it took me to find this shirt!" She screeches and rips him apart one handed.

"Alec! End this!" Aro yells out over the mayhem.

"Yes master!" Alec says as he finishes off his attacker.

A dark mist starts to cover the floor swiftly and begins to affect everyone. Dazz is tossed into Dee and they fall. They grab onto each other, feeling their bond even through Alex's gift. Dee cries out "I love you" to Dazz while Dazz is screaming "Down with the man!"

"Alec, release them now. I want them to feel this," Aro growls.

The girls come to and are holding each other. Aro hits both of them, then spits on them. He stands back and tosses a lighter on my mates. Just as they burn, I can feel it too. I curl into the tightest ball and cry again for the death of my mates. I can feel the pain starting to dissipate. Daphne is appearing on the floor next to me thrashing.

"Fucking shit!" Daphne screams.

I grab onto her arms and wait for her to calm down. I died similarly and I remember clearly my first day in the afterlife. The first trip in is quite painful if you went out harsh. She starts to calm down and I notice her light brown hair flowing down her back. Some of it has made its way to her face from her moving around, but she is still beautiful.

"Open up your eyes baby," I say to her and they slowly open, revealing the brightest shade of green eyes I have ever seen.

"Damn we did it now. Didn't we Dazz?" Daphne says and I can't help but laugh.

She stares at me and then looks around. She is a bit confused having been in two bodies. I have to get her to remember me.

"Daphne, honeybee, remember me?" I ask.

"Prudeward?" Daphne says and I am taken back by this name.

"Oh sorry, but I think I remember calling you that. Wait… You called me honeybee. The Masen boy called me honeybee," she says and a smile appears on her face.

"You remember that?" I asked, shocked.

"My own personal stalker. I always heard you whisper it from behind me. Creepy dude, but cute. Wait… Where's Dee? No, where's Dazz? I'm confuzzled. Wait…ARO!" She says as she launches up from the floor.

"It's okay. It's all over. Unfortunately you didn't kill him, but I'm sure he'll get his," I say to her and she molds into my embrace.

"My head is fuzzy, all Daphne, some Dee some Dazz. I remember so much. I remember you and Bella, and Emmett. I remember my parents, both sets. And Aro…. Aro killed us, me. Am I dead?" She says worriedly.

I kiss her forehead and she sighs.

"Yes you are. I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you, but you so kicked ass. At least Aro will have a scar where Dee sunk her nails into him," I say, trying to cheer her up.

She rubs her head again and I tell her it will clear soon. I take her around the afterlife and show her the ropes. It's pretty simple here; you die, you're judged, and you do whatever you want. We have more than enough made up for being on the good side of things. There is no sense of time or need for food. It is great. We do so much and I am just enjoying getting to know her.

Much later Daphne wanted to immediately check in on Emmett and Bella. I showed her everything that had happened and we sat back and watched a few things. The highlight of our viewing was Bella taking out Rosalie. I am very disappointed in Rose, but she had it coming. Daphne started doing a silly dance over the news and was rolling over laughing hearing about Rose's reincarnation. Even I had to admit it was pretty damn funny.

What broke our hearts was that the family was suckered into working for Aro. This pissed off Daphne to no end and she went stomping on Aro's image, trying to smash his face. We eventually stopped watching the years go by and decided to learn about each other more. We spent our days lying around, visiting our parents, and making out. Very soon we expressed our love to each verbally, physically, spiritually, and as often as Daphne wanted. That girl had an appetite. I did not complain and even allowed her to revisit Dee's fantasy from when the three of us met. Sometimes we would just kiss for eons. I loved the way her lips felt and tasted. We never tired.

I joined Daphne in her celebratory dances the day Emmett took out Aro. I wanted it to be me, but if it couldn't I was glad it was the man that had protected my mates for so long. Besides Daphne, no one else was more deserving of that kill. We rushed down to watch him arrive. He was then judged and not even allowed a chance at redemption. He went down below and I could only hope he burned for his sins forever and always.

Another fifty years had passed on Earth since Aro's death and Volterra was thriving. Carlisle had taken his seat alongside Marcus. They rotated the third seat out to keep it fair. It was no longer kill first ask questions later. Things hadn't improved enough for the true werewolves to come out of hiding, but the Quileute's were frequent visitors due to Jake's connection. Daphne loved him and said we needed to get a puppy. Of course the afterlife had dogs, but I for one could do without. Yet, she gave me those eyes and I couldn't resist.

I am waiting for her to return now with her choice of canine. Daphne comes over with a dog she had named Spot. Yes that's right…Spot. I shake my head at her and bring her and Spot down to snuggle in my lap.

"Eddie, I just found out that we can go back. Do it all over again," she says cautiously.

Lose her again? Hell no! I am not going to be able to deal with tracking her down again. I squeeze her tighter.

"Oh ya big baby, it could be fun. We could try it out. Our souls would always find another. We are oldies, but goodies. Just don't fuck it up," she laughs out, tapping my face.

"Fine, but I am putting in a request for a specific location dammit," I say.

"Woohooo! Living la vida loca…again!" She screams out.

I just shake my head at her, picking up on so many of her habits. She is doing her little shimmy and her butt is poking out, hips swaying. I have to have her. I get up and she sees that lustful look in my eye. I stalk towards her and she squeals and runs.

"Gotta catch me first, Eddie," she says and I am hot on her heels.

75 YEARS POST ARO'S DEATH

"Ralph Swan?" Our teacher, Ms. Newton, bellows out over the class.

"Here!" I respond, raising my hand so she could see me.

It is the start to another boring year here at Forks High. There is nothing to do in this school or in this town. A teenager has to make their own friends. However when you're a social leper like myself, you don't get to make friends. That's only because whenever I would get close to people, I feel like I know their thoughts. It is like I can read their minds. I have yet to meet anyone nice, pure, genuine. Well except for Marisa Stanley. She is always upfront with what she wants; someone to sleep with. What a slut!

I think of myself as an okay looking guy, but I have scruples and a desire not to catch anything. I am looking for that special someone. The one. My mother tells me it was my copper colored hair and stark green eyes that will woo all the ladies. That's your mom though. She has to say shit like that. I have no idea what she meant about my hair. It is all over the place and is the most unruly mess ever. I don't care though.

I just want out of this place. There is more out there in the world beyond Forks, Washington, or the west coast even. Someplace like Chicago. That seems like a nice place to live. Maybe the girl of my dreams will be there.

My chest starts to ache again. I rub it, hoping that will soothe it. It is like I have heartburn or ate some of Aunt Cynthia's pie. It has been happening all week and I am sick and tired of it. The school nurse says it meant something or someone is coming. I have never heard of that, but she is a bit kooky with that type of stuff. I feel it start to ache a little more and I clutch my chest wondering if I am having a heart attack.

Just as the bell rings a girl comes busting through the classroom door. She has a pass in her mouth and is carrying a ton of books. She gets up to Ms. Newton's desk and plops her things down. I am not prepared for what happens next.

"Betty McCarty reporting for dissection," she says, saluting Ms. Newton.

Her voice is like bells and it echoes all over me. Her light brown hair is in a ponytail, swaying as she settles herself. She is average height for a girl, but is curvy, thick in all the right places. I bite my lip and wonders what is happening to me. Ms. Newton points her over to my lab table, mentioning the empty seat next to me. Once the girl turns, I am dead locked on her beautiful face. My heart feels like it explodes and then comes back together beating faster, stronger.

I watch her as she slowly strides over to me and sits down. She extends her hand and I take it slowly. I shake my head finally and find my sense. As soon as I touch her, a warmth surges through my body. She shivers slightly and I wonder if she feels it too. She has the sharpest shade of green eyes that are trimmed in gold. So damn gorgeous.

"Hi I'm Betty," she says huskily.

"Ralph."

"Finally someone in this school that has an old name like me," she laughs and I join her.

Her smile is so wide and I feel like I have known her forever. She seems sweet and real, not one to be consumed with the stupid shit these other girls do. I had to know more.

"So what brings you to the rainy town of Forks," I ask.

"Oh just on a quest for the hottest guy on the planet," she smirks and winks at me.

"Well when you start looking for smarts as well as looks, you now know where to find me," I add and can't believe I have to courage to even speak to her.

It was like I have this pressing thought to not fuck this up. I have to be nice and just be myself.

"I think you and I are going to be great friends Ralph," she says and taps my hand.

"I think so too honeybee," slips from my mouth and I freeze.

WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST SAY RALPH? I yell at myself. Where did I get that name? I am about to apologize and run out the classroom when I hear the sweetest thing, the sounds of Betty's giggles. She is fucking giggling. I try to calm my panic and chant my inner mantra to not fuck this up any further.

"Why did you call me that?" Betty asks, biting her bottom lip as she calms her laughter.

"I dunno. Maybe because you smell so sweet," I say and her blush is sudden.

"Well you'll just have to take me on a date and give me a kiss to find out," she says looking down and her blush still evident.

"I am a perfect gentleman thankyouverymuch!" I joke.

"Oh don't be such a prude!" Betty says and we again are in fits of laughter.

Maybe this was the beginning of a beautiful friendship or maybe she is the one. I just have to make sure not to fuck this up.

A/N: So I hope you all enjoyed that. Telll me what you think. There was supposed to also be a reader's choice outtake, but I doubt that will happen anytime soon. As I wrote this, I really didn't get the feeling that there was more to write for this story. I hope you all understand. For those you that replied with your requests, thank you. However, this story feels complete. Also, I have a lot on my plate right now and TCT's Em & Swanny have not been talking. I think they have been sexing it up. LOL!