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Jasper lay on his bed, Alice in his arms. He looked down at her face, her eyes closed, feigning sleep. Of course, she couldn't sleep, but it never hurt to pretend. The sound of a motorcycle tearing up the driveway brought him out of his reflection. His first thought was of the wolves, but Bella was at her house, having bonding time with Charlie. Besides, he couldn't smell dog. A sharp knocking at the front door announced the official arrival of the visitor. Jasper heard Carlisle answer the door and a scent that he had never expected to smell again filled his nostrils. Giddy with excitement he scrambled off the bed, ignoring Alice's cry of protest. He was at the bottom of the stairs in an instant, and he was face to face with a man he had been so close with it had physically hurt to leave him. He looked exactly the same, blonde hair brushing his shoulders, piercing eyes of blue ice starring ahead. He donned a long black trench coat over jeans and a black t-shirt.
"David." He cried out cheerfully rushing to the blonde who stood in the doorway, and pulled him into a hug, albeit a very manly one. David held Jasper at arm's length and looked him up and down before his stoic face broke out in to a grin.
"Damn, Jasper. You're looking better than ever. I never thought I'd see your face again."
"I'd like to say the same, but you look like shit man. What happened? Did Lizzie lock you out again? And what the hell are you doing in Washington? It would've taken forever to get here!" Jasper eagerly questioned the man. At the mention of Lizzie however, David's face fell. Before Jasper could ask what was wrong, Carlisle interrupted them.
"Who's this Jasper?" He asked, trying to keep his voice calm. Avid stepped in then.
"I'm awfully sorry for barging in, sir. My name is David and I served in the army with Jasper here. I was changed by Maria a few weeks before him and we stayed together with my pack until Jasper met Alice... her name is Alice, isn't it Jasper?"
"Yeah... My God. I never thought I'd see the day that you were polite to anyone." Jasper informed him.
"I don't know whether to be flattered or offended. Besides, I didn't make it to Lieutenant Colonel because I'm a good soldier. A good fuck, maybe. But a good soldier, never." He smirked at his friend. The Cullens were giving him rather scandalous looks. He looked around.
"I only tell the truth." He stated simply.
"That's a lie and you know it. Unfortunately though, you do happen to be a good lay.' Jasper laughed. It was his turn to receive scandalous looks and Alice was staring at him, eyes wide, and mouth slightly open.
"Alice, darling, it's amazing what you can do when you're lonely and horny. Beside's you weren't even born."
"Wow...I'm seeing a side of Jasper that nobody thought he had..." Emmett trailed off.
"And that would be?" Jasper prompted.
"A fun side. I like your friend, Jazz!" Emmett showed his approval of David. Turning to him he asked,
"What brings you to our humble abode?" He said gesturing to the house with a wide sweep of his hand. David's smile faltered again.
"If only it was happy business." He told them.
"Lizzie's dying Jazz." He murmured. Jasper stood there staring at the other blonde. His smile faltered a bit but it stayed on his face.
"Good one. So, really, why are you here?" He asked with a desperate laugh.
"I'm... I'm not joking Jazz. I wish I were, really I do. But I'm not. She's dying Jazz. And it's breaking my heart. Hell, it's breaking all our hearts. She wants to see you Jazz. She's not going to last much longer. It's your last chance."
"What?" Jasper whispered. "What do you mean she's dying? She can't die! She a vampire for Christ's sake! How is she Fucking Dying?" His voice got louder, escalating from a whisper to a scream. David just looked at him with sad eyes.
"We don't know Jazz. We've tried everything, asked everyone. Paul even went to the Volturi! The Fucking Volturi!!! You know he hates those bastards. There's nothing we can do. It's your last chance Jazz. You have to come back. She's begging Jazz. Liz is begging for you." David's voice was kept to a low murmur.
"Oh shit. It's bad isn't it?" He asked voice strangely subdued. David nodded. Jasper looked towards his family, pain in his eyes. He looked like he'd cry if he could.
"I- I have to go. Please, understand that I have to go." He whispered to them, voice strangled.
"If you're going we're all going." Carlisle stated firmly. Jasper looked surprised.
"You would do that?" he asked.
"Of course! Have we taught you nothing? We're your family! We'd do anything for you. We'll go with you... If that's okay by David." Esme told him lovingly, awkwardly attaching the last bit for manner's sake. David nodded quickly.
"Of course you can come, but we have to leave soon, she really is on death's door." He stated quietly.
"Which Car's the fastest?" Jasper asked.
"The Porsche." Alice whispered. Jasper looked at his wife, who was looking at him, face torn between love and horror.
"Can I, Alice?" He whispered, sounding broken. She danced towards him and standing on tip toes, cradled his face in her hand.
"Of course you can Jazz... But you're taking me with you." She smiled a watery smile. Jasper looked over at David again.
"The Porsche's faster than your bike." He stated matter-off-factly.
"I can't leave my bike here!" David protested, affronted.
"You won't have to... I'm sure one of us could take it." He smirked looking at Rosalie slyly.
'What type of bike is it?"
"Harley Davidson... why?" David asked, confused. Rosalie's eyes brightened instantly.
"Can I ride it? Please!!!???" She asked, nearly jumping up and down. David smiled.
"Of course... You do understand that if you hurt it I'll kill you." He said seriously, throwing her the keys. She nodded sombrely. David looked at his watch again.
"We have to go... I suppose the rest of you will follow us?" He asked. Carlisle nodded. Jasper led David and Alice to the garage where they climbed in to Alice's yellow Porsche. And within an instant they were screeching down the driveway and in to the night.