Hey guys!! I had a dream about this happening and I just had to write it so…. TADAAAA!! Haha please read and enjoy because who doesn't love Jasper??? I don't own twilight unfortunately….. REVIEW!!!

Jasper's POV

I reached my hand outside of the shower and felt around blindly for the towel I had but on the rack last earlier. I groaned when I felt that the rack was completely empty. Emmett. God, I loved my cousin, but seriously! This had to be the third time this week. We were too old for this kind of shit. I leaned back against the shower wall and closed my eyes trying to think about what I was going to do now. I could only imagine Emmett standing by the door with a camera just waiting for me to come out.

My eyes snapped open at the sound of the sink water turning on. Great, he was in the bathroom! I hooked my fingers around the edge of the shower curtain and pulled it back only enough for me to see. Emmett had my towel wrapped around his neck as he used my razor to shave.

"Emmett!" I snapped. Today really wasn't the day to irritate me, seeing as I had already been in a rush to get to work before my shower. Why did Emmett have to be such a retard?

"Yeeeeessss Jasper?" he sang into the mirror.

"Give me my towel or go get me another one!" he rolled his eyes and turned to look at me.

"Wow somebody got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." He turned back toward the mirror for a second to wash out my razor before throwing it onto the counter and bringing up my towel to wipe his face.

"Just give me the damn towel Emmett." It was started to get cold and I needed to get to work, couldn't he understand that?! we didn't all have enough luck to become part of a construction firm that only brings him into the office when they need him; which was only once or twice a week I might add.

"Fine, fine, Mr. Grumpy Gills." He threw my towel over the top of the shower and walked out of the bathroom without a second glance. Ugh, I was going to kick him out of the house one of these days. I quickly hopped out and dried before running to my bedroom. I sneaked a peak at my clock and I could feel a headache coming on as I rushed to go faster. 7:42.

I don't know how I managed to get all of my clothes and gear on in five minutes but I somehow managed that and dashed into the kitchen. Grabbing an apple from the bowl, I ran out the door as fast as I could. Emmett came out onto the porch and started screaming and waving as I drove away.

"HAVE A GOOD DAY AT WORK HONEY!" I rolled my eyes and sped a little faster. Emmett was definitely not gay but still, he creeped me out sometimes.

I raced through the city, trying to get to work as fast as possible. I was already starting to sweat in my CSI vest and it made my back itch. Wow, that was probably waaaaay too much information.

I worked at the West Virginia Investigative Office (WVIO) as a forensic scientist. To put it simply, if you had ever watched the TV show CSI, I was one of the guys that went around places taking pictures and collecting all of the clues. And yes; it is as much fun as they make it seem on TV.

I had been working there for about 4 years now and had grown to be liked by the people working there. But, that was a good and bad thing. The good thing was that my bosses respected me and were easy to get along with. The bad part was my women coworkers. Lauren Mallory was out Fingerprint specialist and she couldn't seem to have a conversation with me without asking me out or practically eye-raping me. It was completely inappropriate for work and I really didn't even like her like that. Jessica Stanly and Tanya Denali were much the same, always asking me out at any chance they saw. It's not that none of the girls were pretty it's just that… I had my eyes set on a different person. And it wasn't just an ordinary crush that's for sure. I was almost positive that every time she looked at me I would faint. I really needed to stop acting like such a teenage girl.

I sighed as I turned right onto Grover Street. I was still running late but I was booking on my good reputation to keep my bosses from getting mad. Edward Cullen had to be my favorite boss out of the three of them. He always seemed to know what everyone was thinking and just had a way of keeping everything in order.

Finally, I turned into the office. Seriously, that ride seems to get longer and longer every day. Either that or I needed to start waking up earlier. I pulled into my parking space and climbed out before locking the doors and practically running into the main lobby.

"Late again Mr. Whitlock." Alice smirked at me from her spot at the front desk. She had to be one of the only good women at this firm. She might not be the one I had eyes for but Emmett definitely did. I swear, they guy came to give me lunch once and he is suddenly in love with this girl. She is pretty much the same way with him.

"How has Emmett been lately?" she asked while she typed on her computer. You could tell she was trying to be nonchalant but was failing miserably. It was my turn to smirk.

"He's been good, still a pain in my ass." I winked at her as she giggled before heading off to Edward's office. I took a deep breath before standing up straight and strutting into the room with a smile.

"Jasper." Edward murmured, still looking down at his papers on the table. How did he know it was me? He didn't even look up!

"Hey Edward, what case am I on today?" I plopped down onto the couch across from his desk.

"La'froven case. Dad came home to find his wife dead in the bedroom and their 19 year old daughter missing. You'll be working with Swan." I stopped breathing for a second. Bella. Isabella Swan, also a field officer, and the love of my life, and I would be getting to work a case with her. I must be dreaming. There you go again with the teenage girl shit.

"Okay when does she want to head out?" I asked, standing from the couch and running my hand through my hair.

"She is already at the scene, Mr. I-am-too-lazy-to-get-to-work-on-time." He smirked over at me and I sighed.

"its not my fault, you see, Emmett-"

"Ahh yes that explains everything. I don't really want to know what he did this time." He smiled before holding out a manila crime folder. I took it in my hands and flashed him a smile before he made a shoo motion with his hands and looking back down at his work. I chuckled on my way out the door.

"I'm taking the car, Alice." I called on my way out the door. I couldn't wait to get there and see Bella that I was practically running out the door.

"Jasper!!" I heard Alice yell. I sighed before turning around at her with an irritated expression. She smirked and held up a pair of familiar keys.

"You won't get too far without these. What's the rush?" she teased. I rolled my eyes and swiftly caught the keys in my hand as she threw them to me.

I hopped into the slick black car and checked to make sure that all of my equipment was there before taking off. It was the usual stuff; fingerprint dust, flashlight, Q-Tips for collecting DNA evidence ect. All packed in one of those nice silver suitcases.

I began driving toward the east end of town when I suddenly realized I had no idea where I was going. Ugh, too much Bella on the brain. As I stopped at I red light I quickly flipped open the crime folder and skimmed it until I found what I wanted. 332 Hitzel Grove. Great, that was on the west side of town; of course.

A loud honking noise behind me made me just in my seat and I turned around to see an old lady glaring at me while pointing at something above my car… oh the light had turned green. I mouthed a 'sorry' to her before speeding off to find someplace I could turn around.

Eventually I turned around at a Dunkin' Donuts, getting a coffee while I was there, and hauled ass over to the scene. Bella was going to kill me for being so late. An image flashed across my sight of Bella putting her hands on her hips and stomping like all the girls do on TV. I had to laugh at that.

I did finally make it to Hitzel Grove after a half an hour. I would have made it sooner if there hadn't been protesters of something or other marching the streets. Seriously; who in their right minds would get up this early to protest, I will never know.

You could barely see the yellow Crime scene tape through the crowds of people surrounding the house. I could make out several news vans and a couple reporters doing their jobs as I pulled up across the street from the house and stepped out. I quickly grabbed my stuff through the passengers window and pushed my way through the crowded street. I managed to make it to the tape and flashed well-known officer a smile.

"Mornin' Carlisle." He smiled and patted me on the shoulder.

"Good morning, Jasper. You working the La'froven case?" I raised my eyebrow and lifted my suitcase.

"No I just love to play dress-up!" he laughed and I saw Charlie coming up behind him.

"Hey Carlisle, Jasper." He gave us each a firm hand shake. Charlie had been a police officer for 45 years and was still kicking hard. He was one of the hardest working men I knew; and that's a lot considering my profession.

"Hey Charlie, I wish I could stay and talk but…" I nodded my head in the direction of the house. "I believe I have a dead body to attend to." They laughed and gave me another pat on the back before I lifted the tape above my head and stepped into the front yard of the desists home. There weren't any cars in the drive way but there was an old Barbie bike which I guessed belonged to the 19 year old when she was younger. There were various gardens scattered across the length of the lawn and each held a different garden gnome. Those things always freaked me out, though I don't really know why, they just seemed scary in some sort of way. The birdfeeder at the end of the porch looked abandoned and the yellow paint was chipping off the house. I guess you could say it was a pretty old home.

I winced as the stairs for the porch creaked under my weight as I made my way into the house. All the lights were on as I opened the door and saw at least 5 or 6 field officers scavenging the place for any unseen clues. I was about to go look for Bella when a familiar voice called me from behind.

"About time you showed up." I turned to see a smirk plastered on Rosalie's face. She was usually an undercover cop but she did lots of work as a field agent as well. We actually got along really well and could probably pass for brother and sister if we needed to. We both had golden hair and piercing blue eyes but I was raised in Texas while she was raised in Vermont.

"I thought you guys could use someone with actual talent." I puffed out my chest dramatically and smiled. She just rolled her eyes and pushed my chest so I fell back a step.

"Stop your bitching. Go find Bellz, she's looking for you." My heart stuttered for a second before I nodded and walked down the hall she was pointing to.

I walked into the bedroom but didn't look straight to my angel like I expected to, instead I looked straight at the dead body of Mrs. La'froven on the floor. She was face down and her nightgown was covered in blood. The puddle of blood surrounding her head made it clear that she had bled a lot before she died. Probably blood force trauma to the head or gunshot wounds.

"Hey Jazz." Bella said as she poked her head out of the closet. I turned toward her and smiled. That's right, I'm in a room with a dead person covered in blood and I'm smiling. You see what Bella does to me?

"Hey Bellz, what have you got so far?" I asked, kneeling down near the body and pulling the camera up to my eyes before snapping a picture of the head area.

"Not a single thing yet. I've found nothing in here besides a couple hairs and fibers underneath the fingernails. Rose, Mike, and Tyler are working upstairs on Jenna's room." I let the camera fall around my neck and looked at her in question.

"Jenna?"

"The 19 year old daughter that is still missing. We put out an A.B.B for her Honda but nothing has come up yet. You want to take outside or do you want to help me in here?" did she really need to ask?

"I'm good here, someone has to make sure you don't miss anything." I heard her snort quietly and I laughed. I could just see her rolling her eyes at me right now.

"Was the body found in this position or did the paramedics move her?" I called as I snapped a picture of her ankles that had weird circular bruises on them.

"Nope they didn't touch her. They said they figured she was already dead from all of the blood and how pale she was. I have had Esme in here though, she took the liver temp and T.O.D was around 5pm-7:30pm last night. The husband was on a business trip so he is cleared." She stuck her hand out of the closet and made a thumbs-up sign. I chuckled before cautiously taking the body and flipping her over onto her back.

"Name?" I asked, seeing as I had been too busy to real the crime folder.

"Megan La'froven, age 37." Does she know everything? Probably. I made sure to record as much damage and bruises as I could while not removing the clothing before taking a quick DNA and fingerprint sample and giving the body over to the coroner's office.

"Ready to go Bellz? We've had a long day." It was now 7:30 and I hadn't had one break except for lunch. I had spent my day dancing with a dead woman while Bella searched every square inch of that room for any detail whatsoever that could be of importance. Let's just say that there were a lot of evidence boxes leaving the room today.

"Ya, C'mon Jasper." She picked up her suitcase and led the way outside. I, being the pervert that I am, couldn't help but watch the way her ass moved when she walked. When we finally got to our cars I had to pry my eyes away and look at her face. God, I think her face is even more beautiful.

"See you tomorrow." She winked before she hopped into her car and sped away I was left standing here for a moment before I composed myself and left the scene with as much dignity as I could manage. I am definitely in love with Isabella Swan

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