DISCLAIMER: Stephanie Meyer is the wonderful owner of the characters, not me

BELLA:

I sat and looked out of my bay window thinking about what I've learned in this new life. The new life that was given to me by my sire, Peter, shortly after moving to Houston for college. Something had always drawn me here and when I met Peter, I knew what it was. Peter and his mate, Charlotte, had been in my dreams that I had since my first night in the dorm about five years ago. Charlotte was the teacher's aide for my comp 1 class and I had always known something was off with her.

It had taken me two years to actually graduate high school, thanks to Edward and the Cullens. After I finally pulled my head out of my ass, I applied to every college where the sun shone just because I knew the likes of running into any one of them were slim. After a month, I confronted Charlotte about her behavior. She didn't lie and told me that her mate told her to take this job because they had to help someone for the Major. After telling me about this guy, this apparent god of the Southern Wars, I met Peter. As soon as he saw me, he knew I was what needed protecting.

I followed them in my new hunter green Dodge Challenger to a house that was outside of the city, no surprise there, and Peter then told me about his gift. His gift was better than Alice's, which is saying something. His isn't based on decisions, but on time. He "Just knows shit", his words. He gets feelings about the time and that is how he and Charlotte have moved territories. He then went on to tell me that I was to be a big deal to this Major, but he didn't want to tell too much and change the future.

Anyways, as I was saying...I was sitting at the bay window of Peter's house five years after being turned. Peter and Charlotte made my death believable for my parents, who were able to mourn very well considering. When I woke to this life, after making the decision when Peter killed ol' Vicky for me, I was very adamant about feeding on animals.

Peter and Charlotte just nodded and taught me how to hunt my prey and I am happy to say I have never tasted human blood. Not that I haven't come close, I did. It was after my newborn phase and I went shopping with them at a Wal-Mart at 3am. That poor girl was so freaking scared, but Peter was able to stop me from making that tragic mistake.

"Bella, ya worried, hun?"

I turned from looking out of the bay and to my friend, my sister. "Oh, Charlee, I dunno. I mean you've explained him to me. I guess I'm just trying to figure out why he'd leave his wife and family for little ol' me. The man I knew isn't the one you have told me about. He really loved her."

Charlotte, bless her unbeating heart, came and sat next to me, giving me her lovely smile. "Jasper needed Alice to help him cope with his emotions and what feeding was doing to him. We didn't get along with Alice, so we don't really know the Jasper you do, Bella. Peter didn't tell him ya were here when he asked to visit. From what my husband has told me, it's not pretty."

"What happened, Charlotte?"

She sighed and looked out the window. "Jasper's been helping that family control themselves for years, that's why he slips. Seven vampires and one that can feel everything around him. He told Peter that Alice was tired of taking care of him. Peter told me that Jasper told her to fuck off and if it wasn't for him the family would have eaten you the first day. Big nasty fight about you, apparently. Rosalie and Emmett sided with Jasper while the others sided with Alice. She knew she wasn't his mate, Bella. That's what turned Rosalie and Emmett. She deliberately kept you from him by making you fall for Edward, who wanted to see how long his control would last."

I turned my head from her and took that in.

I always felt like something was bigger in the Cullens then they let on. Alice knowing didn't really surprise me, her still being alive did, though. We both stood and went to the porch as we heard the roar of Peter's truck pulling off the highway and on to our road. We were the only house on this road, in the middle of fucking nowhere, but we loved it. It was also wooded so that was a plus, for me at least.

I watched as Peter's red truck pulled into the space next to my Challenger and stop. Both men got out of the truck and us women watched as they each pulled out a bag, Jasper must have brought all he owned with him. We stood still as they turned to head in and one stopped. He looked the same, but different also. His hair was still just as curly as it was, his eyes still the honey I remembered, his stance was stronger though, the way he carried himself also. I looked at him and I knew he was having a hard time figuring out I was really on this porch. Peter hadn't told him anything, that I knew. I watched as he squared his shoulders and looked over to the man beside him, raising an eyebrow in question.

"I didn't tell ya cuz ya had a lot on yer plate, Jasper. Found'er five years ago." Peter commented before walking up and kissing Charlotte on the cheek.

Charlotte smiled and took his bag, giving a head nod to Jasper, who was still standing there. "Well, C'mon Major, surely ya remember how to walk."

I watched as he blinked and then let out a breath he didn't need as he began his walk back up to the house. I stood still as a statue as I waited for him to get to me, which was hard. What I really wanted to do was pounce on him. I could feel it as soon as the truck pulled in, the pull that connected us wasn't as faint. I could feel it get stronger with each step he took.

"Hey, Bella." He greeted, having finally made it to the porch.

"Hi, Jasper." I blushed as he smiled and walked by me.

"Bella, why don'tcha show the Major to his room, darlin'." I heard Peter call from his room, knowing he was greeting his mate properly.

I looked at Jasper and nodded toward the stairs. He nodded and silently followed me up them and to the room that was two doors to the left, across from mine. Peter and Charlotte had the whole third floor to themselves after converting the attic.

"This is your room. They didn't decorate, um, Charlee wanted to wait and let you do it."

I watched as he sat his bag on the bed, the only furniture in the room, and then sit next to it. I turned to go to my room and a hand grabbed me before I could. I looked at the hand and then up to the face it belonged to.

"You don't have red eyes, Bella."

"No, Jasper. I don't. I haven't tasted human, Peter wont let me. I told him I was in no way to feed off a human and he respected that." I informed the vampire in front of me.

Jasper nodded and then turned to start unpacking his bag.

I turned, going into my room. I shut the door and fell on my bed, looking out the window I had in the ceiling. I loved being about to see the stars and not having to be outside. Jasper's arrival was a little awkward, which I knew it would be. I mean, he always thought Alice was meant for him. Peter told me that was the only reason Jasper let her control him. I really wanted to get to know the Jasper that Peter and Charlotte did.

The man they described wasn't at all like Jasper Hale. Jasper Whitlock was commanding, controlling, confident, sexy. Not that he wasn't good-looking, all vampires hold that beauty. Sexy as in the way he carried himself, how he approached people, how he handled things. What I think I liked the most about the Jasper that my sire and his mate knew was that he thought I was worthy without being able to tell me why.

He fights hard and for those he only thinks deserve his ability and I was lucky enough to hold it, even as a stupid, clumsy human. I heard his door open and tried not to see him. What if he didn't want to see me, what if vampire Bella wasn't what he wanted, or thought. I really don't think I could live with him not wanting anything to do with me, whether as a friend or lover.

I heard him walk up the stairs, most likely to talk to Peter. I kept my eyes on the stars that were now peeking over the clouds as the sun went down, trying not to worry too much. I heard a knock on my door and then it opened. I knew it was Charlotte, of course, she wanted to make sure I was alright.

"Bella, the boys went out. How ya holdin' up, hun?"

I felt her set by me on the bed and lay down next to me.

I sighed. "Oh, Charlee...I don't know really. I mean, he didn't really say anything. Just asked about my eyes and then went to unpack, leaving me in the doorway."

We rolled over so that we were looking at each other and she smiled.

"Bella, he's confused. We didn't tell'em ya were here and he thought ya died all that time ago. Give'em time, sug."

I nodded and sat up. "I know. I really want to get to know him. The Jasper you and Peter know. Not Hale, but Whitlock. I just hope he lets me."

"He will, I know he will. Alice didn't even know the real him. If Peter's right, you will getta know him, Bella...better then anyone else. He's my and Peter's sire, that means part of him is in you, sug. That means something."

I gave her a hug and then got up to hunt, knowing it had been days since I had been.

Hope you all like this story. It's been a good while since I've done a Twilight story and I needed a change. Please leave comments and reviews below to let me know what you think. Even if it's just to say you liked it. For my followers on SOA, I have pulled all stories from there as I just couldn't get into them.-Brianna