Happiness in Unexpected Situations

A/N: Updated- 10/25/09 by this wonderful person who introduced me to what the heck a "beta" was just a week ago. Thank you Chalupakabra! Warnings: Slash, language, graphic scenes. (yes, those types of scenes *wink wink*) Edward/Jacob/Jasper. Flames = waste of your typing abilities. Enjoy :]

Unexpected Meetings

Life was hard.

Whether you were rich or poor, male or female, life had its difficult moments.

This was especially true for Jacob Black.

Kicking a rock into the bushes, Jacob slowly made his way back home, his thoughts racing. He'd just been fired from his latest job - for the third time in two weeks. He'd lost the first job because of tardiness, the second for not following exact orders, and this time…

He couldn't even remember. He'd been so tired today after working the night shift at the construction site… Jacob knew he shouldn't have worked back to back, day and night, but he needed the money and no one else would take the shift.

So as soon as he went to work today, pushing through an hour of hell in which he could barely keep his eyes open, he was called into his boss's office… only to be told he was fired.

Taking a deep breath, Jacob ran a dirty hand through his hair. At least he wasn't too behind on his rent yet… was he? Praying the lord had a heart, Jacob ran the last two blocks to his shabby motel room. Just as he turned the corner he saw his mattress and two bags of clothes sitting outside his door, a small white piece of paper attached to them.

Ignoring the panic that threatened to rise, Jacob made his way over to the clothes and opened the note.

"I'm sorry to inform you, Mr. Black, that you are two months behind on your rent for the third time this year, which is a violation of our rental policy. We had given you two weeks to pay off your rent and you, so far, have not. Here are your belongings, thank you for staying with The Kings Motel."

With tears pricking his eyes, he crumpled up the paper and threw it aside.

Oh yeah, throw out my things and then thank me for staying with you.

Assholes.

Looking woefully at his mattress, he grabbed his bags and headed down the street. The familiar feeling of being in this situation made Jacob sick. He wished like hell that his life was different.

He wished he still had parents.

He wished he still had a job.

But most of all, he wished that he had never borrowed--

Shaking his head to clear it, he cut off that train of thought before it could go any farther. What was in the past was done. He looked both ways at the stop sign and started walking.

He might as well get going if he wanted to find a shelter to stay in.

Jasper Whitlock loved the outdoors.

It was just turning into summer, and it was warm enough that he could wear shorts and not freeze his ass off.

In Washington, this was very rare.

Stretching out his legs as he sat on a bench, he looked down at his notebook to see what he'd written so far. It may have only been five pages, but it was a damn good five pages that would be a great addition to what he'd already written. Pleased, he tucked his notebook back into his bag and stood. Just as he was about to make his way out of the quiet park, his phone rang.

Grinning, he glanced down at his watch. Exactly four thirty.

Taking out his blackberry, he murmured, "Yes, Edward?"

He heard Edward's chuckle on the other end. "Am I that predictable?" He teased.

"Seeing how it's exactly half past four? Yes, Edward, you are."

He could practically feel Edward pouting. "Am I so bad for just wanting to know where you are every moment of my life?"

Jasper snorted. "Yes, you are. You already know if you'd interrupted me a minute earlier I'd have murdered you."

Edward knew better than anyone that Jasper couldn't stand it if he was interrupted before four thirty. Every day he wrote from exactly two thirty to four thirty, and even though Jasper wasn't a very aggressive person, he'd get very upset if someone interrupted him in the middle of writing.

Edward respected his alone time. And Jasper appreciated that.

"Where are you?" Jasper asked, making his way toward his car.

"Lu's Teriyaki. Right next to that dump… The King's Motel, I think it's called... Anyway, I called to ask if you were hungry, sexy."

Jasper fought back a blush as his stomach growled.

"Ed," He warned.

He heard the large sigh on the other end of the line. "Fine, I'll resist sexually harassing you until you get to the restaurant." Jasper listened as Edward switched the phone into his other hand.

"Love you," Edward added softly.

Jasper closed his eyes and smiled. "I love you too, Edward."

Jasper had been with Edward for close to five years, and he still remembered the first day he'd met him. They were both in the local bar, sipping drinks. Edward had paid for Jasper's drink and one thing had led to another…

Before long, they were hanging out practically every day. They officially became a couple only a month after they had originally met.

Jasper cherished every moment.

Closing his cell phone, he whistled as he walked the rest of the way to his Ferrari 612 Sessanta, his thoughts on what he wanted to order once he got to the restaurant. As he turned the corner to where his car was parked, he noticed a young teen standing a respectful distance away from his car, his dark eyes filled with longing.

Frowning, Jasper took in his appearance.

He was about 6'1 with unkempt black hair and a beautiful, dark skin tone that was marred only by the large amounts of dirt noticeable on his body. He carried two large bags in his hands, and Jasper was just able to make out the outlines of what looked to be clothes. The jeans he was wearing were faded and ripped, and his shirt looked a size too small, which only enhanced his appearance.

Intrigued, Jasper took a couple steps closer.

When he'd gotten within shouting distance of the teen, he froze. Whipping around, the teen stared at Jasper, his facial expression guarded and embarrassed. Jasper cleared his throat.

"Do you like my car?" He asked, amused.

The teen blushed.

"It's… ah… very nice, sir," He murmured, looking at the ground.

Jasper raised an eyebrow. Sir? He was only 27 years old!

The teen took a step back.

"I'm sorry," He added, looking as if he were going to sprint off if Jasper took his eyes off him. Jasper took a step forward. For some strange reason, he didn't want the teen to leave.

"What's your name? Do your parents know where you are?"

The teen looked at him as if he'd grown a second head.

"I'm 20 years old," He whispered.

Jasper just stared. He has the stature of a man, yes, but otherwise…

"What's your name?" He pressed gently. The "teen" looked hesitant. Jasper smiled slightly.

"I won't eat you," He said, holding out a hand.

"I'm Jasper."

Encouraged, he finally took it. "My name is Jacob."

Jasper nodded, "It's nice to meet you, Jacob."

Jacob smiled shyly and Jasper felt his breath catch. God, this boy was beautiful. Did he even realize it? Immediately Jasper was reminded of Edward and felt guilty. But oddly enough, he'd never thought of ever replacing Edward…

Every time he thought of his current partner, all he felt was adoration. Confused, he was jolted out of his thoughts when he noticed Jacob start to back away.

"I've got to go," He said softly.

Jasper bit back his disappointment.

"Where are you heading to? I can give you a ride," He offered.

Jacob shook his head. "I… I'm going home," There was an odd look on his face that made Jasper frown.

"Great, I can give you a ride, if you'd like." He inwardly cursed as his cell phone rang again.

"Will you give me a moment?" He asked politely.

Jacob reluctantly nodded yes and looked at the pavement. Not totally convinced Jacob wouldn't run away, Jasper opened his cell phone, his eyes still on Jacob.

"Yes?"

"Hey, are you alright? You said you'd be here 20 minutes ago." Edward's voice made him blanch.

Fuck. He'd totally forgotten about lunch.

"Sorry, Edward," Jasper turned away and pinched the bridge of his noise.

"I've gotten a bit held up. I met this guy and…" Jasper turned back around and trailed off when he realized that no one was there.

Groaning, he grabbed his stuff and shoved it into his car, slamming the door.

"Hey, what was all that about?" Edward asked.

Jasper sighed. "I was talking to this guy, and I think he needed a ride home. He looked a bit lost,"

Edward didn't answer for a bit. "Did you catch his name?"

Jasper put on his seatbelt and started the car. "Jacob,"

Edward chuckled. "Last name?"

Jasper started out of the parking lot and made his way toward Lu's Teriyaki. "No, he didn't offer it, so I didn't push."

"Sorry, love. Maybe you'll run into him again?"

Jasper doubted it. He looked to be passing through, and he'd never seen him around before…

"Yeah, maybe…" He murmured.

"You still up for some fried rice?" Edward offered.

Jasper clutched his empty stomach and chuckled. "Yeah, I'm still up for it. Give me a couple minutes," Putting his cell away, he sighed and rested his head against the seat.

Jacob…

End Chapter

A/N: Hope you liked :]