Author's Note: Just in case no one is paying attention, I'm trying different stories out right now. If you like this one then check out the other one's on my page and let me know which is the best and that's the one I'll focus on. If more than one is chosen I'll do the ones that get the most responses.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Flash Back*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

He sneered down at her. He had a look of utter hatred in his eyes. And the female next to him let out the worst cackle she'd ever heard. "You thought I loved you? Silly human girl. I didn't love you. I was waiting for the perfect time to drain you and blame it on Jasper! Then she and I could be together, like we should. You see, we're mates. We've known since the second they joined our coven. You were just too stupid to realize it. I was stringing you along!"

"No! That's not true! You said you loved me!" she screamed back at him.

"Stupid human, how did you not know this was coming? Even my husband knew I was planning his ultimate destruction. When our mate dies we try to kill ourselves along with them. If I succeeded, I would be free of that stupid man forever!" the "Other Woman" answered.

"Edward, please don't do this! I love you! I know you care for me. Please," she whispered.

"Time to kiss this life goodbye, Isabella. You are going to die."

Bella sat up and screamed the most heart wrenching scream Carlisle had ever heard. What had his son done to her before he was destroyed with Alice? What had he said? He didn't even finish the thought before Jasper was at Bella's side comforting her.

"My sweet, Isabella," Jasper whispered into her hair as he held her sobbing form to his chest. "It was only a dream. They're gone. They'll never be able to hurt you again. I promise. You saw me burn the pieces."

Bella nodded. She knew it was only a nightmare but it was so real! It was as if she was back at the time it had happened. "Why did they do that to us, Jasper? All we did was love them. They tried to deny us our rightful mate. Jasper I love you so much!" Bella threw her arms around Jasper's stone neck and kissed him deeply. "I'm sorry I dreamed that," she whispered into his neck, too embarrassed to show her face.

"Sweetheart, don't ever apologize for that. You were so badly beaten when I..." Jasper choked on the last part of the sentence. When he'd found Bella she was so broken he almost turned her right then and there. The only thing that stopped him was his lack of control. What if he killed her?He couldn't take that chance so he wrapped her in a blanket, held his breath and ran her back to Carlisle. Carlisle said she was lucky to be alive but they told Charlie she had died in the fire that had burned down the cottage on the Cullen's property, along with Edward and Alice.

Really it was a blessing in disguise. Now they didn't have to make up an excuse when Bella was turned. Her family already thought she was dead. As hard as it was for Bella, she'd agreed to move with them to Anchorage, Alaska, where Carlisle was invited to be the head of the Emergency department at the University hospital.

Jasper pulled Bella onto his chest as he lay down. "Sugar, I'm so sorry. I love you so much that it's hard for me to see you tormented by these awful dreams."

"It won't be much longer and I won't dream again."

Jasper nodded. He knew that the time to change her was quickly approaching. They'd agreed to the date as soon as they realized they were mates. Which was about ten seconds after she woke up from her coma for Bella. But for Jasper the second he lunged at Fuckwardat her 18th birthday.

You see, Edward pushed her into the plates on purpose after she cut herself, hoping Jasper would lose control. Little did he know that Jasper realized in an instant after the paper cut that Bella was his mate. To see someone hurt her like that nearly killed him. That's when he decided to kill Fuckwardand his bitch of an ex-wife.

The two tricked Bella into going to Italy and thought they would kill her there. Little did any of the three know Jasper followed them. It was when they pushed her into the alley and planned to drain her in Voulterra did Jasper take his revenge on the two trying to take his mate from him.

Bella was lost in her own thoughts as well. How did she get so lucky? Jasper was everything she never knew she wanted. He was so gentle and sweet yet he was clearly the dominant one in the relationship. Every time the two kissed he was the one who had the control, deciding when to break the connection. Unless of course Bella needed to breathe. She shivered at the memory of what they'ed done that afternoon while everyone else was hunting. Jasper had pinned her to the wall and held her hands above her head as he ravished her neck.

Jasper could feel the lust rolling off of her all of a sudden. When she shuddered he realized what she was thinking. He looked at the bruises on her wrists and it quickly killed any lust he was feeling. He'd hurt her. Not on purpose and that almost made it worse. He'd unknowingly hurt his mate by trying to show her how much he loved her.

"Bells, don't," he whispered huskily as her lust didn't die down. "I can't."

Bella huffed and ripped herself out of Jasper's arms, though he could have easily held her there if he wanted to. "Out!" she commanded. "If you're going to continue to blame yourself for something that I ENJOYED then I can't have you here killing my buzz."

As Jasper stood up from the bed and turned his back to her, she let out a quiet sob. If he hadn't been a vampire he wouldn't have heard it. He felt her hurt hit him like a Mack truck. He hesitated, unsure if he should rush to her side and hold her or let her brood. He knew that either way she would be super pissed later.

Slowly he turned to face her. The sight he saw was so utterly heartbreaking he though he was going die again. His Bella was on her knees with her face in her hands. He saw her body wracked by her silent sobs. I'm a heartless bastard! What was I thinking? Of course she would think I was because I don't want her. Fuckward really fucked her up and if he wasn't already a pile of ashes I'd kill him.

"Oh Bella," Jasper said with such love she'd never heard from anyone else. "I love you so much and knowing that I hurt you makes me sick. Look at your wrists!" He held her tiny wrists in his much larger hands. "I did that. I'm so mad at myself. What if I'd broken them?"

"I've had worse," she murmured against his chest. "A broken wrist would be nothing if it meant you were showing me your love."

"You are the strangest person, Isabella Swan."

"I love you, Jasper Whitlock."

"I love you, Isabella Marie."