After Time [Twilight Fan Fiction]

44. The Major

44. The Major

Canada

March 2011

Robyn

True to his word Peter came to help pull the dress over my head. I was nervous suddenly, the nerves boiling over in the pit of my stomach. Not once had I thought this was a bad idea. I still didn't feel that way. The only thing that bothered me was if I was truly ready. Of course I thought yes, of course, I wouldn't be doing this otherwise. When I thought back to all the moments that the Major had protected me, I always felt safe. That feeling I always had with Jasper never changed even when the Major or his demon, the god of war, appeared.

Peter brushed my hair over one shoulder which I realized was hiding his mark on my neck. I grabbed his wrist and shook my head. "I'm not hiding it, Peter. He'll be okay with it."

Peter smirked over at me. "Oh, I know. Just wanted to display Jasper's more." The smirk on his face was suggestive. If I were still human I would have blushed a thousand times. It always seemed Garrett and Peter's mission while I was human was to see how much a human could blush. He still hadn't gotten out of that midset, half expecting the blush to fill my cheeks.

Pressing up on my toes I gave Peter a peck on the lips. "Now, am I wearing shoes?"

Peter whisked around the room and came back with a pair of black boots. They actually seemed to go well with the dark blue dress that Peter had chosen. My entire shoulders were display, the dress stopping just under my armpits. Lifting each foot, Peter pulled on the boots for me completely securing them. I'd be glad once my newborn year was over, my strength would diminish as well as the thirst that happened nearly every three days. If it ever got to five days before I hunted, I'd probably be in trouble, but so far my resistance to normal newborn ways had stuck. Peter still got a kick out of the fact I could surprise Jasper with my resistance what he thought of newborns.

"I think you're all set." Peter stepped back, looking at me from head to toe. When he nodded, I saw the satisfaction in his eyes, and the twist of his lips. His eyes got a faraway look in them and it made me wonder if he was thinking about the vision he had of the Major and I. "Are you ready?" Peter held out his arm for me to take.

Suddenly my hands were shaking as I took his arm intertwining mine around his. Peter was my anchor against the nerves suddenly filling me up. Leading me out of the room, we took the stairs and I realized the house was mostly empty. I could hear movement downstairs in the basement, but I didn't let myself think about that. He pushed open the door for me allowing me to step outside just as the sun was setting. Beautiful oranges and purples covered the sky around the sun along with colors I had no names for.

One of these days I'd have to come up with my own names of the unique colors. Being a vampire had changed the entire world practically overnight. Walking across the grass Peter continued to lead me into the trees. Once we were completely covered, he turned to me, a tiny smile touching his mouth.

"We run from here. It's not far, just follow me." He kissed my cheek before he took off, leaving me rolling my eyes behind him.

It was always so easy to follow either of my mates through the forest. Not only was my eyesight the best as a vampire, but my sense of smell when it came for them was unparalleled. Peter led us through the forest, dodging trees left and right, laughing at startled animals who took off at the sight of us. Thankfully we weren't hunting today so I could laugh and have fun for a moment.

I began to slow down as Peter made one last turn before coming to a stop. Suddenly the overwhelming scent of flowers filled the air. I took a deep unneeded breath nearly tasting each individual flower on my tongue. Some were sweet, some were sour, but over all they were each unique.