Here is the sequel to Halflings. :) Enjoy.

"Hey! What in the hell are you doing in our house!"

There was an almighty crash and Emmett yelled in pain. Rosalie's shrill voice sounded out.

"Get offa him, asshole!"

She screamed, too. Carlisle and Edward raced into the house with Esme behind them, ready to destroy whoever had made their family members cry out. The two males froze then Edward laughed.

"Jasper!" he crowed.

"Howdy," Jasper said, looking rather bored.

The halfling was pinning Emmett with his body, while Rosalie was pinned with his hands. It was actually rather impressive, as both vampires seemed immobile.

"Would you please get off my children?" Carlisle asked, sounding cautious.

"Is they gonna attack meh 'gain?"

"No."

"Then sure."

Jasper rolled off of them then stood fluidly. Edward embraced him.

"It's good to see you again, Jazz."

"Ah thought Ah'd come see how you wuz doin'."

"Country hick," Emmett growled as he stood.

"Ah might be a country hick, but Ah'm the one who just gave you a lickin'."

"Rather effortlessly from the sound of it," Edward snickered.

"The girl wuz harder ta pin. She even bit meh once," Jasper said, holding up his hand to reveal a bite mark.

"Nice one, Rose!" Edward laughed.

"Um…thanks?"

"How long have you been here, Jasper?" Carlisle asked.

"Two days. Ah figgered ya'd be back soon."

"You better not have touched my food," Edward teased.

Jasper gave him a look, and the younger halflings snorted. "What'd you eat?"

"Ah stocked yer cabinets. Ya really need ta broaden yer field of eatin'."

"…Really?"

"Yep."

Edward walked into the kitchen and opened the cabinets. He blinked, categorizing the ingredients.

"Do I see the ingredients for fried chicken?"

"Not happenin'."

"Eh, can you blame me for trying?"

"Not really. It is pretty damn good."

Carlisle growled softly. Jasper turned to him, looking him over.

"Problem, sir?"

"Sir?" Esme asked in confusion.

"He insists on calling me sir," Carlisle said to his wife. To Jasper, he said, "I do not approve of cursing in my house. Understand?"

"Yessah. Ah'm sorry. Ah'll watch mah tongue."

"Good. It looks like you've kept the place clean. I appreciate that."

"Ain't mah house ta mess up."

"Did you touch my game system?" Emmett asked sharply.

"I touched the Playstation 2. Edward has some a mah favorite games for it."

"Oh, well, that's Eddy's. Touch it all you want."

Edward glared at him. "If I didn't trust Jasper, I would hit you for that."

"You trust this redneck?" Rosalie asked dryly.

"I trust him more than I trust you two!"

Jasper watched curiously as Edward started fighting with his siblings. When Carlisle stood in between them to moderate, the soldier walked up to Edwards room. He'd been sleeping there on the large bed. He figured he'd have to split the bed with Edward, which wasn't that big a deal. He'd bunked with Caius so many times that he'd lost count. He knew that Rosalie and Emmett would rail on them about it, but it didn't matter.

Edward stormed into his room and shut his door as hard as he could without slamming it. He fell on the bed and groaned.

"You remind me of what I went through with my sister," Jasper said in a language that was so old it didn't exist anymore.

Edward couldn't help but laugh. "Oh, Jazz. You and Alice don't bicker nearly as much as her and Caius."

"I know. I just wish they would get married already!"

They both laughed then sighed, stretching out on the bed and going silent to let their minds get reacquainted. They shared memories and feelings, and actually fell asleep like that.

Somebody was reaching for him, and one sniff told him that it wasn't Caius, Alice, or Edward. In a flash of movement, he took down the intruder. He found himself on the floor, pinning the older female down. He blinked in surprise then shot off of her. Edward was sitting up, shocked.

"Mom? Are you alright?"

"Of course, dear. He surprised me."

"What did he do, Mom?" Emmett growled from where he stood in the doorway with Rosalie.

"Nothing, Emmett. He didn't mean it," Esme said as she stood.

"He attacked you!"

That one sentence had Carlisle in the room from his office on the other side of the second floor in three seconds. Jasper's face was blank and he was standing right by the window. Carlisle did not look hospitable anymore. Edward leaped up and stood between them.

"Dad, he really didn't mean to do it! It was pure reflex!" Edward said quickly.

"What exactly provoked this reflex?"

"I…I don't know. Jazz?"

"She wuz gonna touch meh."

Edward shook his head. "No offense, Mom, but that was not smart. Never, ever touch Jasper while he's sleeping unless he knows your scent and that you're not a threat. He will attack you otherwise."

"So he did attack Mom," Rosalie snarled.

"It was reflex!"

"Where in the hell did he learn that reflex?" Emmett spat.

Edward went dead silent and turned to look at Jasper. The soldier shook his head. 'I don't need them to be afraid of me, Ed,' he thought.

Carlisle had been watching the whole exchange with a stony expression on his face. When he moved to Esme, nobody spoke.

"Did he hurt you?"

"No, dear. He just surprised me. I think Edward's telling the truth. He looked incredibly surprised that it was me he had on the floor."

Carlisle turned to scrutinize Jasper again. "Did you purposefully do that?"

"No, sir," Jasper said, staring intently at him.

"Well, then. That's that."

With that, Carlisle took his wife's arm and led her out of the room. Emmett growled at him then followed with his own wife, leaving Edward and Jasper alone. Edward shut the door and sighed.

"Damn, Jazz. That was excitement I didn't need," Edward laughed in the foreign tongue.

"Shit, I didn't mean it, Eddy."

"I know, Jazz. I know. But you can't do that stuff around my family. Dad would've had your head if you'd done that on purpose."

"But I didn't."

"I know. But they don't. They don't know you, Jazz. Remember that."

"Only five people in the whole world know me, Eddy. Three of them better than the other two."

"You forgot Someone important," Edward said softly.

"Church is tomorrow. Would you like to go?" Jasper replied, smiling at his friend.

"I think we both could use a dousing in the Word," Edward sighed.

"Trouble?"

"Eh, Rose and Em are rather…energetic, if you get my drift, and Mom and Dad are, too. I'm having trouble with some urges."

"Like physical ones?"

"Yep."

"Rough. I don't have those anymore. I've been guilted them out of him. There was the must-not-be-mentioned incident, then Maria. My intimate areas still have scars from her."

"Any advice?"

"Pray a lot. Immerse yourself in the Word. And if you do fall prey to them, immediately ask for forgiveness. Just as a postponed 'no' likely means 'yes', a postponed repentance will likely never happen."

Edward nodded and pressed close to Jasper in a hug. "You're real smart, Jazz. Thanks."

There was a knock and Edward dashed to the door to open it. Esme stood there. She smiled at Jasper as she stepped inside.

"What language are you speaking?"

"An old 'un," Jasper said evasively.

"Carlisle can't figure it out, and he knows quite a few languages. There's not really much to base it off of."

"It's like English in a way," Edward explained with a smile. "It's an odd language out."

"Well what is it?"

Edward looked to Jasper, who crossed his arms, face stony again. "It's Caius' native tongue," Jasper said. "There ain't no words in our language fer what it's called. Aro 'n' Marcus don't even know it. They neva larned. They forced Caius ta larn their tongue."

"Could you teach us?" Carlisle asked from the living room.

"Ah could. But Ah ain't gonna."

"Why not?" Jasper looked at Edward, confused, though he only showed it through the link. Why wasn't Carlisle irritated?

"'Cause Caius is very choosy 'bout who he teaches the language to. No 'fense, but it's his choice, not mahne."

"I can respect that," Carlisle replied. "But you will have an eager student if you ever want to teach it."

Jasper nodded. "Thank 'ee, sir. And Ah'll keep that in mahnd."

Esme left again, and Jasper looked at Edward. "Yer family seems nice."

"Eh, they're annoying," Edward said, smiling kindly at his friend. "Now, I bet I can beat you at Need for Speed Underground."

Jasper made a face. "Ya know Ah can't work them cars, Edward."

"Lame!" Emmett laughed.

"Shut it, Em," Edward growled, stomping lightly on the floor.

"At least I can fight," Jasper said with a smirk at Edward.

"That was a onetime deal, freak!" Emmett snapped.

"Ah'll take yer ass anytahme, Emmett," Jasper laughed. He cringed at a growl from Carlisle. "Sorry, sir."

There was a heavy sigh from the man, and Jasper made a face at Edward. "I see who's annoying."

"Aw, he means well. Christians shouldn't curse anyway."

"Oh, a hypocritical Christian. That's a shocker," Jasper chuckled. They snickered together for a moment. "Want to pray about your problems?"

Edward smiled. "That would be nice. Thanks."

They intertwined hands and bowed their heads.