-1A/N= Yeah, yea…I know…it's been done before. But does anyone ever get upset while reading New Moon when Alice and Jasper have their "moment" in the airport? I personally think it's a very important part to their relationship. So I've written what really happened. Enjoy
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Missing You
Neither Alice nor Edward was surprised by the reception that waited for us at Sea-Tac airport, but it caught me off guard. Jasper was the first one I saw-he didn't seem to see me at all. His eyes were only for Alice. She went quickly to his side; they didn't embrace like other couples meeting there. They only stared into each other's faces, yet, somehow, the moment was so private that I still felt the need to look away.
~New Moon pg 495
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JPOV
I hadn't breathed for what seemed like an eternity. My eyes watched the plane land. I could smell them before the hatch even opened. Esme and Carlisle were behind me somewhere, but I didn't care. I just had to make sure she was alive. That I still had her. The smell of humans didn't bother me. I was too distracted. For once in my life the blood didn't drive me insane. Didn't burn my throat. I only wanted her.
The passengers were starting to come through the hallway. I saw Edward's copper-colored hair, head and shoulders above Alice. Alice. My Alice. Alive and looking at me. I shivered as we locked gazes, not even glancing at Bella. She would understand. Alice hurried to my side, and stood close enough for me to touch her.
Her eyes echoed her apologies, and her relief at seeing me. My eyes I'm sure were filled with relief and forgiveness. We stood that way, for only a few human minutes, but it seemed forever. Sure that I was staring at her, I crushed her to my body in a hug, inhaling her sweet scent, reclaiming her as my own.
I felt her arms around my waist, and had I had the ability to cry, tears would have been falling. I lifted her chin up, so I could look her in the eyes once more. "Never leave me again." My voice sounded harsher than I had intended.
Her eyes, dark with hunger, met mine, and she nodded. "I'm so sorry Jasper."
I nodded once, my mind remembering her last cryptic words to me.
"…Don't follow me. I promise, Jasper. One way or another, I'll get out….And I love you." (New Moon, pg 425)
It had scared me more than anything else. For the first time in a long time, I felt completely lost, hopeless. My light had been taken away from me, and in her absence, darkness had overcome.
I kissed her then, knowing she had returned to me. Intact. My lips crushed against hers, feeling her respond, feeling her warmth. Her taste brought back all the familiarity I had been craving over the time spent away from her. As I claimed her mouth, she stood on her tiptoes to better reach me. Needing me as I needed her.
When we broke away, her eyes were bright and shining. I smiled at her. "I love you, Alice."
Alice grinned back up at me. "I love you too, Jasper."
Wrapping my arm around her waist, I held her close. I wasn't going to let go of her…not for a very, very long time. Bella was up ahead with Edward, being hugged by Esme. I wanted to thank her. For saving Edward, my brother. But I just couldn't. Instead I radiated my calming aura…hoping to ease everyone's nerves.
Looking down at my wife I smiled again. I was once again complete.
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APOV
I couldn't get off that plane fast enough. Reminding myself that I had to appear human, I walked slow, but my legs were begging to run. To make it through the doorway, to see him again. We had been apart for such a short time, but it had been too long. Too long away from his caresses. Too long from his calming embrace.
As we rounded the corner, I saw him. Standing there, like a beacon for me. His blond hair was messy and tousled, like he had been constantly running his hand through it. I could see the scars glinting barely in the flourescant light. He was dressed in his usual jeans and a sweater with cowboy boots, but he looked more divine than usual. I met his eyes and hurried to his side.
We stood, barely touching, our eyes locked. His were a warm honey brown, he had recently hunted. Mine were black with hunger. I hoped he could see my apologies, my regret for leaving him. In his eyes I saw forgiveness, I saw his relief.
Before I could blink, he brought me to his body in a bone crushing hug, nuzzling his head in my hair. I wrapped my arms around his strong body, feeling his muscles ripple as he held me. I couldn't imagine leaving him again. I vowed to myself that I would never put us in such a position again. If I had to leave, he'd come with me.
Jasper lifted my chin up gently, forcing my gaze up to his face. My handsome husband, even now he stole my breath away. A tortured angel. "Never leave me again." His voice was harsh, but his eyes kind. I had tormented him with my absence.
It took me a moment to find my voice. I wanted to tell him everything would be alright, to end his suffering. I was afraid. Afraid of losing him, of ruining us. Would it be worth living? I saved my brother only to lose my love?
"I'm so sorry Jasper." My voice was weak, emotional. I felt like I was carrying a thousand pounds over my head, would I break? Would he be there after today? Could he trust me?
Jasper must have felt my anxiety, because his eyes softened even more, and he kissed me. It wasn't innocent and chaste. His mouth formed against mine, claiming my lips. Passion sparked beneath the surface, and I found myself wanting more. I stood tall on my toes, pushing into him, letting him feel my need. My relief.
We made sure to keep the kiss innocent on the surface. But I knew when we got home, he wouldn't leave my side. He'd reclaim what had been taken from him. And I didn't mind one bit.
He pulled away, slightly breathless, and smiled down at me. "I love you, Alice."
His deep voice warmed me to my toes. I grinned back at him, my happiness was hard to contain. "I love you too, Jasper." And I meant it. With every ounce of my strength. He was mine. My rock, my muse, my lover, my friend, my husband. He was my happiness, my stability…my life.
As we walked behind Bella and Edward, I felt his arm hold my waist tightly, never wanting to let me go far from his side. I felt the same way. And as he smiled at me, I was once again…complete.
Well? What did ya'll think? Should I continue this? Or leave it as a one shot?