Loving You- An Alice and Jasper FanFiction

So wassup guys? Liking my fics? I AM NOT updating my Non-Twilight related fics!!!! So anything in this section and my SuiteLife/|\Twilight crossover! This story starts out on the day of Alice's and Jasper's wedding night. It is before he went on fight during the Civil War. Jasper would be leaving in a week from the wedding. In the story Jasper knows Alice as Mary Brandon and doesn't know much about her being Alice. Being old fashioned, Alice went by her name Mary. The rest is for you to read!! Read Mixed-Up Souls. Written in Alice's POV until I say so otherwise.

Chapter 1: Leaving you

I was waiting for him. My husband Jasper Whitlock was in the bathroom having a wash. Today was my wedding day, the day Jasper and I had become his. Today he is my Jasper and I am his Mary. This was the day I had been looking forward to all my life. My marriage day. I was sitting in our bedroom in my pink night gown, waiting for him to finish his bath. My life would become complete from today, actually it was complete. Since the day I met Jasper Whitlock three years ago, everything in my life was perfect. He looked after me the very way he had too. He always did, he always will. He never left my side, no matter what. Although he would be leaving my side to fight in the Civil War. Our relationship had never been flambouyant like others but a quite yet intense one. He never stopped loving me, and he said his love for me grew every single day, it was the same way for me.

"How are you love?" Jasper asked in his smooth, velvety voice.

I looked up at him and saw his perfectly sculpted body walking towards me. I left out a gasp and almost fell back.

"Careful love," he said slipping his hand around my waist. "You don't want to hurt yourself on your marriage night."

"No I don't," I managed to say. I don't know how I managed to attract Jasper. He was the most perfect man in the whole world. Every girl yearned for his love and companionship and so did I. Who wouldn't want Jasper Whitlock? Only a fool. But I kept my feelings inside me and didn't let anyone know. I never went after him or anything. He came after me.

"What are you thinking about darling?" he asked.

"...."

"What darling?" he asked once again.

"On nothing...just how fortunate I am too marry a man like you," I said smiling up at him.

"My love I think I am fortunate to marry you. You are mine nobody can take you away from me," he said. "Nobody."

"I don't want anybody else. I only want you," I said. "You are not just beautiful on the outside, you are way more beautiful on the inside."

"Oh love you spoil me. I don't deserve all this praise," he said. "I really don't".

"Oh you do Jasper, oh you do," I said. "More than anyone else. It's a shame that you have to go away so soon,".

"I don't want to leave your side darling, but this has always been my dream," he said moving closer to press his lips onto my forhead. "Once the war is over I will live my other dream, the dream I start today with you Mary Brandon...no...Mary Whitlock."

"Jasper," I said pulling his lips down onto mine in a magical, passionate kiss. Our life together would never end. Jasper would come back after the war. Our love would never end. I just knew it.

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"Do you have to go?" I asked leaning in to kiss my husband once again before he left.

"Mary my love," Jasper started. "You know the answer. I will be back even before you notice that I am gone."

"I hope so," I said. "You will write wont you?"

"Of course love," he said. "Every week."

"I will miss you a lot lo....lo..." I stammered.

"Lo?" he asked.

"Forget it. I will miss you a lot Jasper Whitlock," I said shyly.

"One day I will find out what lo means," he said smiling at me. "Now I have to go. Bye Mary."

"Bye Jasper," I said. "Come back soon."

"I will," he promised. "We are meant to be. Not even death can tear us apart."

I covered his mouth with my hand. "Don't speak of death,"

He removed my hand and kissed my lips. I felt an electric current go through me. His lips moved from my lips to my cheeks, neck, shoulder, forehead and hair. I clutched him hard and tears fell from my eyes. I wouldn't let go of him. He tried to let go but I just held him close to me.

"Love," he said. "I have to go."

"Please don't. Please don't," I cried.

"Mary I will be back soon. The war will be over soon," Jasper said. "Please don't cry. It doesn't suit you. Don't cut your lovely black hair. I love it long."

"Jasper please," I said. "Don't!"

"I love you Mary Whitlock, my wife and I will be back before you know it," he promised. "I love you"

He didn't wait for my reply and walked off. I looked after him and cried out loud. He didn't look back. I had a feeling he would be gone from me longer than we thought. I pushed these thoughts away from my mind and went inside. I locked the door and went to our bedroom. I sat down on my bed and stared. Stared after someone who wouldn't be back for a long time.

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Six months had passed by and there was no news from Jasper. Of course he wrote occasional letters to me and I write back a lot. I write every day but he doesn't. He hardly does. He used to but now he is busy with military business. I wish he would write more often. I miss him so much. I didn' even get a chance to tell him that I loved him. I couldn't call him love like he calls me. I am such a coward. I just pray and hope that I still have a chance.

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JASPER's POV

It has been a lot of days since I have spoken to Mary. My Mary. No way of listening to her beautiful voice. Six months is a long time when you are away from the one person you love dearly. Mary is my life and I will fight till the last moment to get back to her. Nothing can ever tear us apart. Not even death.

I heard a sound and I looked around. There were three beautiful girls walking towards. Very beautiful and breathtaking. But nothing like my Mary. They came towards me. Something told me to run but I had learnt from my father that a man should protect women and not be scared of them.

"What is your name soldier?" the most beautiful one asked me.

"Jasper Whitlock ma'am," I answered. "But I am a married man."

"I never asked...mmm you smell so good," she said.

"But all I smell of is my sweat. I haven't had a bath in three months," I said confused and also disgusted at myself for having to share such personal information with a complete stranger.

"Oh you silly human," she said laughing and bent down as if to kiss me. I tried moving away but her friends held me tightly by the arms.

"What are you doing?" I asked. "I said I am married."

"I don't care," was her reply before her lips touched my neck and her sharp teeth sunk into my neck.

I cried out in pain and howled like a mad man as she sucked the life out of me. She finally gave up and licked the place where she had bit me. I felt my whole body burn. I just wished to die. I knew I was dying. I just wished to tell my Mary that I loved her. Just once more. That's all I ask for.

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ALICE's POV

One more month passed by and still no news from Jasper. I felt tears well up in my eyes when I thought of him. Sweet, caring, protective Jasper. Wherever he was at this moment I hoped he was alright. Just then there was a knock on the door. I went to answer it and saw a man dressed in the Confederate States uniform.

"Mrs. Mary Whitlock, I presume?" the man asked bowing.

"Yes. You are?" I asked.

"Mr. Whitlock's friend Rubiac," he answered.

"He has spoke about you in many of his letters. Where is Jasper?" I asked. "Come inside please."

He followed my lead. I led him to the hall and we sat down opposite each other.

"Now madam I want you to take this news properly. Mr. Whitlock has been in an accident. He is no more," Rubiac said.

"WHAT???" I yelled. "What did you just say??? Jasper......JASPER!"

I ran out of my house praying that this was only a joke. I cried and I felt my new red dress dampen with my tears.

"Mrs. Whitlock come back!!" he called after me. "I found Jasper dying and well he was bleeding. He told me to go away and I did."

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TAKE HIM TO THE DOCTOR?" I yelled. Life without my Jasper would be impossible for me.

"There was no hope. He told me to go away before it was too late and I obeyed," Rubiac explained calmly.

"Thankyou for informing me Mr. Rubiac. It is very kind of you," I said and showed him to the door. He bowed at me and left the house. I closed the door and went into my room and sat on my bed. I cried and cried and cried. Nothing would change that. Nothing. I loved Jasper, I still do, I am going to regret this for the rest of my life that I never told him that. Never.

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"I AM NOT MAD," I yelled as a warden at the mental asylum dragged me along. "I JUST LOVE HIM"

"I am sorry lady but your mother and father told us that you can see the future. Now that is a little weird," he said and dragged me along.

I cried and howled but it was of no use. I couldn't believe that my loving parents had called me mad and wanted me admitted in a mental asylum. They thought I am mad. I was not mad. I missed my Jasper so much that I started having these feelings that I could see the future. They were rarely true. But yet, I was not mad. Just madly in love with a dead person.

The warden pushed me into a dark cell and I fell onto the hard, cold floor. My head hurt as it bumped onto the ground and I cried in pain.

"Shut up!" the warden said and I did so immediately. I was so scared. I wish I had Jasper's kind hand over my head trying to soothe my pain. 'Stop thinking of Jasper!' I reminded myself.

The warden locked up the cell door and went away. It was awfully dark and scary. I lay on the uncomfortable ground and closed my eyes. Maybe sleep would ease my pain.

I woke up and felt a cool soothing hand rub my forehead. I looked up and saw the second most handsome man in the world.

"Hello I am Mervin and I work here," he said.

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