*Annabell's POV

  No matter what I felt. This guy was being absurd. "There's no way I used my power on you. Especially, since you cim to be a vampire." I wasn't pletely sure he's not lying about being one, his presence was definitely not that of a human. However he did not feel like a vampire either. Although if he was really a vampire and I'd attack him, he wouldn't be sitting here. He would be dead.

  "Ummm... you did, A was a little misuanding but I'm seriously gd you hit him and not me. Don't tell me you fot." tered softly Peter. Shattering my certainty.

  "Oh my god, I could have killed you! How could mom do that to me?" My memory was a plete mess. Why did mom think that making me fet my friend and who I am myself, would help me be normal. There was nothing normal about my life whether I was aware of supernatural or not.

  I remembered Chris telliories about how I may meet a special vampire one day. That he wouldn't feel cold to me, but only to me and my power wouldn't be able to kill him, was I to ever use it against him. Back then I ughed and asked why would I attack him if he was so special to me. "But that means..." If all of it was true, this man... was my special vampire. We were soulmates.

  "I'm so sorry." I was g again. No wonder he sounded so hurt when I didn't reize him. "I 't imagine how it must have made you feel to have your mate fet about you..." My voice came out as a whisper as I reached out to his cheek in an attempt to give him at least a tiny bit of fort, since I couldn't move much.

  "All that matters, is that you are alive, my angel." There was so much emotion in those whispered words.

  I seemed to remember everything up until my mother's death. All that I've learned about my power from Chris gave me an idea. "Did I really hit you with my light then?" It retty clear he was my mate but if I didn't use my light on him, my idea had no success.

  Even though it was just a theory I came up with, sidering my knowledge. I hoped it would work. "Yes, you did." That was all the firmation I needed. "What-"

  Too excited I didn't let him finish. "I may be able to fix what mom and the fall did to my memory!"

  "Really?/How?" He aer said at the same time.

  "My power, the light I use. It es from my soul. You should knoeter. You were there when Chris told me. My light obliterates vampires, but it ot kill my soulmate as it is pure power of nature and to kill my other half would be unnatural." I started expining.

  "With that logic, that you'd be immuo my venom also makes sense now." ehe man thoughtfully, making me wonder for a bit.

  "I've never heard of that but yes, that would make sense." Why'd he say that though? A realization hit me and my cheeks went abze. "Ummm... did we...? I mean, err... do I have your mark yet?" I wasn't really sure what the g entailed, as mom nor Chris ever told me aails about mates. All I knew was that it involved biting. If he cimed me and I fot about it...

  "No, angel. You don't." He replied quietly.

  "Ok." I wasn't sure why that disappointed me but I was also gd that I didn't fet something so important. "Anyway, since I hit you with my light, I literally touched you with my soul. That leaves a trace. I think I se. I was too fused earlier to notice." There was too much to take in and with my jumbled memory, it was no wonder I pletely overlooked the real spark of light that seemed to emanate from the mao me. His presence was pletely overwhelming to me from the moment I came to my sehat I somehow missed it.

  "If I reach your soul again, it might help mio recover." I finished expining. "May I? I don't remember what it did the first time but it may be painful." I asked, voig my . I might not remember him but I did not want to hurt him any more than my loss of memory already did.

  "Do it." Was all he said with absolute resolution.

  Fog on the spark of light in him, I reached for it, pg my hand on his chest. Drawing my own light out and through the palm of my hand towards the spark, I gasped when they ected. Suddenly I wasn't lying in bed, I was ba the dark endless space, but this time I wasn't alohe man, my mate, was there with me. His golden eyes widened with surprise as he took in our surroundings. I still had my hand on his chest and there was light ing out from my palm.

  He turned his attention bae. He was handsome beyond words and I couldn't stop myself from reag up to his face with my other hand, trag his perfect jawline. I have to remember. I focused ba the light. The more I tried to remember the brighter the light was but the more my head hurt. My head was throbbing with pain but I didn't want to, couldn't give up. I o know! I thought as the pain became unbearable making me press my hands to my temples in hopeless attempt to stop it.

  *Jasper's POV

  Annabell was adorable when she was trying to find out if I cimed her. Somewhere deep I felt regret that she wasn't pletely mi, but I quickly buried it even deeper. "If I reach your soul again, it might help mio recover." She expined. "May I? I don't remember what it did the first time but it may be painful." Annabell was worried, but I didn't hesitate.

  "Do it." I didn't care what it does to me as long as it would help her heal.

  Annabell pced her hand on my chest. For a moment it felt like her hand was burning me and then she gasped. In that instant the hospital room disappeared aood surrounded by plete darkness. The only light was ing from her palm. I would swear Annabell was looking at me and then she reached out to touch my face. Her lips turned into small smile as the light ghter.

  The light kept on growing, slowly enveloping us when Annabell clutched her head in pain. I couldn't move as the light pletely swallowed everything and I heard her scream in agony.

  I closed my eyes before the light and when I opehem again I found myself lying on the floor o Annabell's bed and Carlisle was leaning down to me with . "Are you alright?"

  "Annie! Annie, what's wrong?" Brought Peter's distressed voice my attention back to the girl in bed. "What happened?" He turo me, when I jumped to my feet. "You looked like in trance for a moment, then she screamed and you both seemed to have lost sciousness." Said Peter.

  "I don't know... There was so much light, then I heard her scream and I woke up on the floor." She looked like she was still in pain but wasn't responding. However...

  "Look! Her wound is healing." Pointed Peter out. The ly stitched cut on her forehead now looked almost healed.

  "Angel, please wake up." I begged her, cupping her fa my hands. I pressed my lips to her forehead, utterly helpless again. e back, my love!

  *Annabell's POV

  Clutg my head with both of my hands, I screamed out in agony as everything disappeared in the light. When the pain subsided and light died down, there was a girl standing in the man's pce. The girl had unbelievably green eyes and long wavy bck hair. Am I looking at myself? She softly smiled at me. "This isn't a mirror..." I said, realizing how stupid it was after those words left my mouth.

  "No dear. I am not your image. I am you, as you are me." Spoke the girl gently. "I am the part of you that got locked away. My tai was slowly loosening and you started remembering, after the power that held me disappeared. Our mother's power." Her smile wavered. "Then something happened and I was forced free. Unfortuhat disrupted your ret memories, as miook their pce."

  "Does that mean I will never remember them again?" I was sad that I'd never know how I came to know my mate and fell in love.

  "No." She smiled again. "The memories are locked in here." She poio my heart. "The memories I held were forced upon you too suddenly. You o accept them first. You o accept me to fully restore your soul. Then you'll be able to reach all of your memories."

  I somehow felt that it was true. "Our mate is waiting for us." I returned her smile, reag for her palm that she held out to me. "...Jasper."