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[ivy mccarty]

If you lost someone you loved, but you knew they were still alive, how long would you search for them? Would you search the world or would you search the area in which they were last seen? What would you do to find that person? Ivy McCarty was the person who would do anything to find her “late” love. Searching the world was the only choice she had. I mean, he was her husband and she wasn’t going to let anyone take him away from her. The question of how long… well, let’s just say she would search for as long as it took until she found him. Which, so far, had been a long time. About seventy years.

Recently, she’d been to a small town called “La Push”. Some… dog had been talking about the Cullen’s. She’d heard Emmett’s name. Of course, the last names didn’t click, but at least it seemed like she was getting closer. So, she’d gone to the town beside La Push, called forks. It hadn’t been long until she heard her husbands name once more. With the same “Cullen” last name. It was… confusing to say the least. There couldn’t be that many vampires with the name Emmett, could there? The vampire and human that she had seen talking about him soon left and Ivy couldn’t help but follow them.

She found herself at a Victorian style house and she stood in plan site, looking at it. It was really pretty. Something she’d always imagined Emmett and her living in. But, now, she had to find a way to find out if her beloved was in the beautiful house. And what if he was? What was she supposed to say? Maybe he didn’t love her anymore. Sure, they had been married but he’d left soon after and she’d never been able to tell him she was pregnant. Of course, she’d lost the baby when she’d turned, but they had conceived. He was her entire reason for living and if he didn’t love her anymore, she didn’t know what she would do. Then again, they had been completely and utterly in love. Maybe, over the last seventy years, she’d been forgotten. That was probably worse than if he didn’t love her anymore.

Her red eyes flashed black and she shut them tightly, staring at the door of the house. With a deep breath, she walked over to the house and curled her hand into a fist. With another deep breath, so as to prepare herself, she placed it to the door and knocked loudly. Now, all she had to do was wait and see if the Emmett in this house was indeed hers.

[emmett cullen]

Emmett Cullen wasn't exactly in a good mood. In fact, you could say he was in a very bad mood. So far today nothing eemed to be going as planned, everything was going wrong... Rosalie wasn't here.... he'd been having mysterious dreams starring a certain brunette whom he'd never met, He was frustrated that Alice was making him move boxes around... yeah, normally, Emmett was a happy go lucky guy. Most of the time, but today, he just didn't feel right. When he woke up, he knew something had changed, like he wasn't the same person any more. Then Rosalie was gone.

As he heard the sound of somebody knocking on the door, he hurried to answer it. It wasn't often somebody stumbled into the Cullen's house, mortals instincts told them to flee, so it must be somebody important. Maybe somebody from Denali or maybe even *gasp* the Volturi. Not that the Volturi would knock, but anything is possible. As he walked in a quick pace to the door, he looked through the windows that went through the doors and saw a girl… suddenly something clicked in him. It was the girl, literally, from his dreams. She was short, well, everybody is compared to him, and her hair waved in an impossible way. Only one thing deferred from his dreams… it was the most recognizable thing about her… her eyes gleamed a dark red.

What could a red-eye be doing here?

The Cullens were far from man-eaters.

Still, he felt compelled to pull open the door. He looked deep into her eyes, a look Rosalie would hate to see him give to any other girl, yet he did it anyway. Rosalie wasn’t here anyway, so she couldn’t say a thing. Husband abandonment. And when you leave your husband, his eye might wander. Something he knew his wife worried about. He stared at her, he had no idea who she was, and said, curtly, “Can I help you?” with her red-eyes, he had a feeling she might be with the Volturi, but again, what member of the Volturi would knock… and he’d never met the Volturi, how could they be in his dreams?

[ivy mccarty]

Ivy hadn’t expected the door to open as quickly as it. She also hadn’t expected Emmett to be the one who opened it. Her jaw dropped slightly as she saw him standing there. It had been years since she’d seen him. About seventy, to be precise, so seeing him again was like looking into a dream. Sure, he’d been part of her dreams since he’d “left” but now she was standing in front of his house, staring at him. It was like she had died and come back to life… well, in a way, she had so she could find him, but still. It was completely different. Now, she was so close to him, staring at him and seemed like he didn’t know who she was at all.

He was just as she remembered him. Much taller than him, about half a foot, and muscular. She remembered running her hands over his muscles when she was a teenager. Her hands found there way over his muscles, usually pulling him close to her and kissing him. His hair was also the same. Cut in the style it always had been. It was perfect, seeing him again. It was like all her searching had finally paid off for the better. But was it really better if she couldn’t say anything to him? It had been so long… what if he’d moved on and thought she should too…?

“can I help you?”

Ivy’s red eyes stared at him, afraid to look away. It was like if she looked away, he would disappear with everything, including her memories of him, and those she couldn’t lose. She swallowed, her lips parting as she watched his golden eyes with her own red ones. Sure, that was different than she remembered, but her eyes were different too. Maybe it was just something that happened when you turned into a vampire? She’d never noticed, but that could be because she’d been a lone vampire for the past seventy years. She bit down on her bottom lip as she looked at him, finally beginning to speak. “Oh my goodness…” She felt light crying, but she held it in as she let her palm touch the boys cheek. “Emmett…is that really you?”

Her hand on his cheek stroked it softly and her free hand touched his chest. Her fingers moved around his chest for a moment, before she pulled him close and pushed her rose lips against his. Ah, just as she remembered it, except his lips were much colder than they had been before. Then again, so were hers. She broke away and took a deep breath, watching him. “wow, just as I remember it.”

[emmett cullen]

Emmett, is that really you?

He felt pretty taken aback at this... she acted like she knew him. How could that be true, the only place he'd ever seen her was in his dreams... this must be another one of them. They were so weird, they didn't mean anything, though, did they? He wanted to say no, that he had no idea who this Emmett person was... after all, she did have redeyes and could harm... Bella... or anybody else in Forks. Instead, he said, "I'm Emmett Cullen," in a bland voice, or rather, his attempt to be bland. The voice was rather intrigued. She seemed so happy to see him, and that was surprising. Nobody had ever reacted like that to his prescense before, not even Rosalie...

Then, she kissed him. Wow... he was taken even further off gaurd. The kiss itself was like magic... full of everything he'd want from a kiss. It was also unexpected. He hadn't kissed anybody but Rosalie... ever... right? Yet this kiss tasted of compatibility, and that sort of compatibility isn't just random. Is she your Alice? he wondered to himself. Alice had found Jasper in similar circumstances...

For once in his life, Emmett Cullen was speechless, "Errr... nice to meet you." he said for lack of anything better.

wow, just as I remember it.

At that Emmett stood back into his house, afraid. W hat was going on?! He'd never met her before, "Excuse me?" he asked, his Canadian accent prominent. He was beyond confused, not to mention mesmerized by this girls face. He didn't even know her name.

[ivy mccarty]

“errr…nice to meet you”

Her eyebrow cocked upwards and she stared at him, her arms crossing over his chest. Did he really not remember her? How could he not? They had been so in love when they were younger. Younger in a sense, however, since she appeared the same age as when they had been together and had been in love. She took a deep breath and shook her head slightly. He was playing around, wasn’t he? Emmett had always been a jokester, but this was different. It just didn’t seem to be the same as when he had joked about stuff with her. Somehow, everything had changed. Her lips parted, but she quickly shut her mouth to let him talk once more.

“excuse me?”

She could feel her bottom lip quivering and she took a deep breath, slipping her fingers into his hand. “You’re kidding me… you’re just joking around… right, Em?” Her thumb stroked his hand and she bit down on her bottom lip, her red eyes hooked on his. Even though he looked exactly the same as before, something about him had changed, other than his now golden eyes. She didn’t want to cry, but she could feel something inside her that shouted “just let it out, Ivy”. Still, she didn’t, staring deep into his golden eyes with her own red ones.

“Emmett. You have to remember me… we’re married… Since 1933… You have to remember…” She slipped her hand into the back pocket of her jeans, pulling out a small picture of the two of them as teenagers. At that time, her hair had been blond, but she had dyed it about ten years back, since her blond hair didn’t look right with her red eyes. She looked down at the picture, pushing it into his hand, making sure not to crumple it or hurt it in any way. It was the only thing she had left that proved they had been together, other than the wedding ring she had. Inside the gold metal was imprinted “Ivy and Em forever.” She looked down at the picture, before looking back at the boys lovely face, holding in her breath. All she could do was wait…

[emmett cullen]

His eyes widened in whore. What the... What was going on? He was not just confused, but terrified. Was this woman a stalker like were always on CNN stalking young, prebuscent girls?! Surely they had them too in the vampric world ... "Err... I have no idea what you're talking about" he said honestly. He was dazed and confused and felt faint. Then she pulled out the picture, "Whoa... I mean," his heart picked up. Everything he knew was a lie. But it felt so right... even if it was wrong, him feeling aware of a female who wasn't Rosalie's presence, and he was so aware. He closed his eyes, "What's going on," he wasn't sure if he wanted her in his house, but he did want the story. He held the door open for her, "Come in,"

[ivy mccarty]

She bit on her bottom lip but quickly walked into his house. she crossed her arms over her chest, taking a deep breath. So he didn't remember her... at all. What had happened to him that he would forgotten who she was? They had been so in love. How could that have changed so quickly? She thought their love would last forever. Now, she wasn't so sure anymore. she took another deep breath as she sat down on the couch in the living room, looking over at the male she was so in love with. Of course, she couldn't hold his gaze for long, and she looked down at her feet, shuffling them back and forth.

"We're married" she stated plainly, holding up her wedding hand and wiggling the finger with the ring on it. She let it fall and bit down on her lip before continuing. "We got married when we were 18... and two years later, you left to go hunting or something like that... you never came back... I mean, you could have come back, but the town was empty. Soon after you disappeared, our town in Canada was attacted by Vampires. I put two and two together and convinced them to change me instead of kill me. Somehow, I knew you were still out there... so I went looking for you... I never thought you would forget me... I guess I was wrong... and this ring means nothing anymore..." She was frowning by now, but she stood and gave him a weak smile. "forget I was even here. This entire thing was a mistake" and with that, she slipped the ring off and placed it in his hand. Her rose lips pressed to the boys cheek. "Bye Emmett..."

As she passed him to go to the front door, a single tear rolled down her cheek. It had been a long time since she had cried and she'd almost thought she couldn't anymore... she had been wrong... about everything. As she walked to the front door, her hand went to her mouth, keeping herself from crying. Under her breath, she muttered "I love you" but she was pretty sure the other couldn't hear her.

[emmett cullen]

Emmett hesitated when she said they were married, he looked down. Emmett was never one to go down on a promise, but this was a promise he didn't know he'd made. He sighed... he felt weird. Being around her made him feel completed, yet there was so much wrong with that. Finally, he spoke. "Listen... I'm sorry for anything the former me... promised... seriously, I mean... it's been... err.. awhile... and I'm sorry for all the time... I am... I beleive you... sort of... and it's just that I don't really remember... I didn't remember... at all... but... I got remarried... well, I thought it was the first time... to this other girl... Rosal...Rosalie. Yeah. Um." Emmett never stutterd. He looked down and before he knew it she kissed him on the cheek and was out of there. As she turned, he reached out to her, against his will, and wished he could pull her forward. But it was just reflexively. Huh.

He knew at that moment that he couldn't let her leave. "But I had this dream... and you were in it." he cleared his throat. He hoped she'd turn around, so he took a few steps after her. He wanted to look into her eyes, because even though red they entranced him. But at the same time he felt guilty for Rosalie.

[ivy mccarty]

Her tears became more heavy as she heard him talking about being remarried. She shook her head softly. She felt so bare, knowing that he didn't want her anymore. she also felt bare without the wedding ring on her finger. It had always been there. So where was it now? In Emmetts hand, since he didn't want to be with her anymore. It was just so unfair. she'd searched for him for so long just to be told he didn't want her? That wasn't what she'd been looking for. She'd been looking for him so he could love her again and they could be happy like they were back then. But she knew it had been a huge mistake from the begining. At least, now she did.

"But I had this dream... and you were in it."

She turned around, her dark red eyes staring up into his golden eyes. Well, what did that mean? A dream was only a memory to some extent. So, he knew who she was. At least, in some way or another. She bit on her bottom lip as she looked at him, her hand touching his chest, with more passion than it had at the door. "So, you remember me... someway." But that's where the emotion ended. All he did was remember her. It didn't mean it loved her. He loved this... Rosalie character. "Well, I'm glad. But I can tell you don't love me anymore... by the way you look at me. It's not the same as before... I'm sorry." She smiled weakly as she stared up at him.

She'd given him everything she had left of him. It was her way of letting go. But she didn't want to let go. She wanted him more than anything in the world. Even if she didn't have the things she'd had that before that showed his love... she didn't care. She still loved him and that wasn't going to change because she'd gotten rid of some material objects.

[emmett cullen]

He shook his head. What he wanted to say was something that couldn't easily be said in words. What he wanted to say was that he wanted her to stay, and he didn't want Rosalie at all. He wanted to say that he wanted to be around her, and that he dreamt about the smell of her hair when she was a mortal. He wanted to say all these things. What he did say was, "It's not that I don't love you... because I think what I feel right now, running through my viens is love, it's just that... so many things. I love Rosalie, too, even if I love, or whatever this is, you. And you're a redeye... you eat humans..." he didn't bother to disguise his disgust. Though this woman was not more beautiful then Rosalie, he felt more attracted to her, and her beauty was more... agreeable. It was as if her beauty was a beauty that was designed to appeal to him in particular.

When he saw her he imagined what Edward had told him about the Quileute's. They imprint ed upon people... this decided their mate above all else. Fate was locked. Maybe that's what happened here. She clearly seemed devoted to him, waiting so long. It was hard to resist. Impossible even. Because he took her in his arms to prevent her from leaving at that moment.

She hadn't given up over all these years, but she just tried to. That was where the analogy changed. But now he wasn't going to give up, he wanted that look of desire. Maybe Rosalie was his angel, but maybe now he wanted a devil. A red eye.

[ivy mccarty]

ivy listened intently as she spoke. She didn't want to leave, but something inside her was telling her she had to. If he loved another, how could she stick around? she wanted him to herself, or not at all. and she wasn't prepared to let go. she was going to get him. it had been her determination for the past seventy years. Ivy wasn't going to give up just because he had found another to love. It was scary, and she knew she was going to have to fight, but if she had to, she would.

Her red eyes shut tightly as he wrapped his arms around her. as he held her, she melted inside. maybe he did still love her. The way his arms wrapped around her and held her close... it was almost as if he didn't want to let her go. not yet, at least. She let her arms wrap around him and held him for a long moment. she didn't want to break away, but she had to. She had something she had to get off her chest about the "red-eye" thing. "I'm sorry" her voice was very low and she bit down on her bottom lip. "I don't... feed often... I'm too busy looking for you... or, at least, i was. Now, i've found you but I still don't feed often. Please believe me... I can stop. or, i can try. but i need to know that you're sticking with me. But i'd understand if you'd rather be with the other girl. just tell me so i can get out of the way" or fight for you. But she didn't speak the last part. she wasn't leaving without her beloved emmett. It wasn't happening.

She looked up at him, smiling softly before wrapping her arms around him tightly. This time, she didn't let go.

[emmett cullen]

She didn't feed often. That was some sort of consilation. But still, she did it once and a while. Emmett would be the first to admit that he had eaten teo people. They sung to him like Bella did to Edward, and he couldn't seem to resist. Now, however, he was resisting. He had been for many decades, and having her hunt humans would wreck everything if she decided to stay. Or... what if Bella walked through the doors right now and her blood sung to Bella. No, not Bella. he thought to himself. He love Bella like a sister and having her being eaten by this woman would be too much for him. "Listen... there's something you have to know. My brother is marrying a human in a couple days, and this isn't exactly a good time. I mean... if Rosalie comes back now it would ruin Edo's big day... that wouldn't be good. He'd be mad for so long. So, they're due back any minute." he bit his lip and paused.

"I do wish to see you again, though." he did like the feeling of being with her. He was entranced by her presence just as much, if not more, then he was with Rosalie. He was starting to forget about her... Rosalie that is. Maybe if he was her soulmate Rosalie would understand, even if Rosalie wasn't exactly an empathetic peson. And he didn't really want the rath of Rosalie... erghm.

[ivy mccarty]

Her eyes flashed dark for a moment, but quickly returned to normal. So Emmett was now related to a human lover? It seemed so wrong. They were vampires, were they not? they were supposed to feed on humans not marry them. But she would never express this feeling. Not to Emmett. He seemed so excited about the wedding. He even seemed slightly excited about having this human as a relitive. Alright, so she knew that this "brother" that he was talking about wasn't really his brother, but if Emmett was that close to him, she would learn to accept both the boy and his human... wife. Well, at least soon. It was just hard to think that she would have to sit here and smell the woman's blood and not touch her. But, then again, she would do anything to keep Emmett in her life, even if it meant accepting the girl and giving up "meat".

"I do wish to see you again, though."

So, she had to go. He didn't want her to meet his family. But, then again, it was probably all for the best, at least right now. Emmett was married to someone else. At least he wanted to see her again though. It meant that something she had said had gotten him to care about her. It meant he liked her and enjoyed her company. Or, maybe it meant that he was starting to remember her. Her eyes shut and she wrapped her arms around his waist, since she was so much shorter than him. Her head rested on his chest and she stood on the tip of her toes to press her lips softly to his cheek. "Okay. Just tell me when and where and I'll be there. I promise." She smiled softly and bit down on her lip, waiting for a place to record it in her mind.

[emmett cullen]

Emmett smiled proudly when she held him. Yes, he was very protective of Bella and Edward. Bella was a part of them now, and his family deserved so much protection. Nobody would ever need to worry. Emmett was here. He felt so guilty in this moment. Loving her, if that's what this was, was a sin. He was amrried. Even if he was maried to her, that was when he was a different man. He answared, "Tommorow. Instead of the rehearsal dinner. I'll sneak out and meet you 'round back, ok?" he smiled at the girl who stood in front of him. "But if they see you here, you'll be in danger." he said, subtly.

When she left, he stared after her longingly. He smiled to himself reluctantly. At some pint in his life he'd gotten with that? Not that he'd tell Rosalie, but she was much prettier then her. It was if she was meant to appeal to just him. And she left him wanting more. Then he remembered he hadn't bought a tux yet. "ALLLICCCEE!" he called out.

ooc; ick. i know it sucks, but it's an ending post & i'm museless.