Lost and Found

A/N. hi everyone my name is idreamfan24, I am currently writing a lord of the rings fic and feel free to head over and have a read. I have adopted this story from MISS MELLY WILKES and the first few chapters belong to MISS MELLY WILKES.

Anyway I will be changing a few things and I hope you all enjoy and please READ AND REVIEW so I know if your reading even if it's just a few words of encouragement or even constructive criticism.

Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not belong to me (if they did I would make all the twilight movies about Jasper and Alice)

They belong to MISS MELLY WILKES and before that Stephanie Meyer.

Now on with the story

Carlisle POV

Jasper had been missing for a month now.

He vanished off the face of the Earth one day and we didn't see him again. We'd never stopped looking. Emmett and Rosalie had gone to Texas for a week to see if he would show up there, but he never did. Emmett had then begun searching desperately, going further and further out each day, to no avail.

Edward and Bella searched the mountains. He wasn't there, either. Esme and I didn't look in any certain place; we looked everywhere and never found him.

Even the pack were roaming the world, hunting for Jasper. Nothing.

The house was no longer the cheerful place it used to be. It was melancholy and sad. Everyone missed him so badly.

"Is Emmett out searching?" Bella asked, noticing his absence.

"Most likely, yes," I replied.

"He's never going to give up, is he? He'll look forever," she stated sadly.

"Of course he will," Rosalie snapped. "Jasper is his best friend. None of us will ever stop."

There was a shout outside. "Carlisle!"

Jared burst through the door, Sam following him. In Sam's arms, bundled in a blanket, was a small body that looked like…

My breath caught in my throat.

I rushed to Sam's side, trying to check Jasper for injuries. He had several cuts and bruises, and what looked like a couple of broken ribs by the way Jasper was holding his side and how Sam was holding him a little away from his body.

"Where did you find him?" Esme whispered.

"On a beach in Michigan," he answered. "In this cave, under a cliff. Someone had left him there to die."

0X0X

Later, Jasper was curled up on the sofa resting. We could hardly stand to have him out of our sight, and so we'd brought him down here.

Emmett, surprisingly, was clinging to him the most. I hadn't realized how terribly Jasper's disappearance had hurt him. Jasper was holding onto him too.

For whatever reason, Jasper was completely traumatized and clung to two beliefs: 1) That our family were the only people in the world that had ever loved him, and 2) That someone was coming to hurt him and that Emmett, and Emmett alone, would protect him.

I didn't have the heart to tell him he was wrong, that all of us would protect him, because he'd grown so attached to Emmett and I didn't want to destroy that.

"Carlisle?" Jasper was looking at me with wide, innocent eyes. "What's wrong?"

I managed to force a smile for him. "Nothing's wrong, baby."

He didn't even object to being called baby. Instead, he patted the seat next to him and when I sat down he put his head on my shoulder and sighed.

"What is it, son?" I asked gently.

"Nothing, I just want to sit with you." His voice was utterly innocent and almost childlike.

Absently, I stroked his back. He snuggled closer, pressing against me for more.

Alice sat on his other side looking on helplessly.