Disclaimer: Nothing Twi is mine. This story, however, is.

Author's Note: This is the first chapter of Willingly and Joyfully, a sequel to Find You Worthy. You should read FYW first, otherwise a lot of the stuff in this one make absolutely no sense.

Also, I have no clue how long this story will be. Maybe as long as FYW or maybe only a few chapters, depending on how the story comes out of my head...

Also, read the Author's Note in the end. :) Thanks.

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Willingly and Joyfully

Chapter 1

EPOV

It took us time to get the trip organized and to get to this point where we were now, laying in the midday sunshine in a lush private garden somewhere very warm.

Esme had organized this for us through her agent who was a powerhouse of a woman and absolutely adored me and Alice. So a bit after New Year's we hopped on to a plane and flew to this tropical paradise.

I turned my head to look at Jasper beside me. He was laying on his stomach, his eyes closed but there was a tiny hint of a smile on his lips. It was adorable, he was so relaxed here, so perfectly himself. Nobody was here to gawk at us and make him feel uncomfortable in any way. We were outside the civilization and completely dependent on the help from the maid that came over with our groceries every other day and cleaned the place for us.

We had booked the place for two weeks and this was the first day of the last week. The days we had spent here had been used productively by relaxing and enjoying each other's company. Because Jasper was so different here, he had been open and surprised me by some of the things he had told and showed me.

The sex was awesome as well. It always was, but when he lost his inhibitions completely like he did here... There was no hint of that introverted, shy and awkward Jasper I had first met. That person had vanished. I was so glad he had changed like this, he had been much more sure of himself back at home too.

It seemed so strange how we both had changed. Our loved ones commented about it every now and then. Sometimes it was lovely, like when Alice told me she loved how my eyes were different, more brilliant and warm. It could be annoying too, when for the hundredth time one of our friends told us that they never thought I'd stop partying or they never thought Jasper would actually go for a pint in a pub casually like we now could.

That felt like rubbing salt to the old wounds; some of it got through and it still burned.

Mostly we were just fine. We were happy and in love and everything was falling in to place, slowly but surely. We were meant to be, there was no doubt about that.

My parents loved Jasper and we spent weekends at their place every now and then as they had the room. I was bonding with my father while Jasper and mother were having a ton of fun and discussed what ever came to their minds over a glass or three of wine.

On Halloween we had gone trick or treating with Emmett's girls. It had been a blast, even Jasper had had fun because of his hockey mask on so he could hide a bit. He did laugh a bit sarcastically, that the one day of the year when he didn't really have a mask he would wear one willingly. Yes, he got a glare from me and blushed immediately. Nobody, not even himself, would put my Jasper down like that.

Little Angie wanted to dress as a jet pilot and Jess was Pocahontas. They dragged us around the neighborhood and whole that time Emmett and Rose sat on the front porch of Em's house, either making out or giving our candy for the kids that came trick or treating.

Thanksgiving was one big party at my parents' place. They had somehow managed to befriend Jasper's parents so those four and Gran Whitlock were there. Emmett and Rose were there too, without the girls this time as Bella had taken them to her dad's place.

Alice was there, of course. She was single at the moment and plotted with Rose to find her a suitable guy somehow. I didn't want to know. It was nice to see how our lives were somehow mixing together so seamlessly.

The best part for us both was that Kate and Garrett were there with C.J.

Kate's sisters lived in Alaska and in Australia and all the rest of her family was more or less estranged and her parents had passed away years ago. Garrett was from Ireland, so the family he had remaining was back in Britain and he wasn't very close to any of them.

"You are our family now." Kate told me and Jasper as he handed the baby over to my arms and Jasper tried to hide the tears. We group-hugged and when Garrett saw that, he rushed over and joined the hug.

By Christmas we had babysat C.J. multiple times. It gave Kate and Garrett some time and even when they dropped the baby off early in the afternoon while Jasper was still at work, everything went fine. I had never been in to the idea of having children, but now we were actually discussing it.

Rosalie and Emmett were more or less of an item and Rose had gradually moved over to Emmett's place. Surprisingly Bella was fine with all this. In fact Emmett kept complaining that his ex-wife and his girlfriend were bonding over his annoying habits, or something on those lines anyway.

It was amusing. The changes me and Jasper meeting brought to so many people. Without us Rose and Em might have never met and they were clearly perfect for each other. I know they were speaking of getting married next summer. They tried to hide it from the rest of us but everyone could tell how happy they were because 'their smiles could light up whole of Washington State' as Grandma Whitlock said.

Things were just perfect. The only thing that was amiss was my lack of job or anything that interested me enough for me to pursue it. I had been thinking about studying, but that was my last option. I felt like I was too old to study anymore. My mother reminded me that I hadn't really studied that hard, ever, so maybe it was time. She might have had a point there.

I returned back to reality from my reminiscence when Jasper opened his bright eyes and looked at me lovingly.

"What?" he asked in a lazy tone as he stretched beside me on the blanket we had spread to the green grass of the garden.

"Oh I was just thinking how much fun it will be when someone realizes you don't have any tan lines." I smirked and grabbed a handful of his gorgeous ass.

He yelped and the sound changed in to a content purr when I kneaded the flesh with my fingers.

"You won't have any either." he pointed out and I grinned.

Perks of a private garden.

"That is true. I think it might make things a bit too disturbing for others." I smirked and he chuckled.

"You know..." he said thoughtfully, with a slight mischievousness in his gaze and I wondered what he was getting at.

"I know a lot of things, what exactly do you mean?" I prompted when he was just quiet for a moment.

Jasper stuck his tongue at me and then blushed.

"Oh come on, can't be that difficult, love." I told him and ran my fingertips along his back, drawing patterns on his skin.

"Just that...I really want to make love to you but I'm too lazy to move." he said and his eyes averted my gaze for a moment.

I blinked and went "Oh..." before I grinned a bit.

"I think that can be arranged." I murmured and he blushed again. Oh gods how adorable he could be sometimes...most of the time..always.

We were in a committed relationship now, we both had been tested and even though I wanted to be truly certain I didn't carry anything I could pass on to him, we had gotten the all clear from my dad after getting back the tests when I was sick. I had had them repeated again and I wanted to get tested once more in a few months just to be sure. Jasper had insisted on not using condoms anymore. He said he trusted me and well if my dad said that it was almost 100% certain that I was truly clean...yeah. I wasn't able to deny Jasper anything, including this.

"We don't have any lube here though." I said as I shifted and leaned closer to nip at the skin on his shoulder.

Jasper blushed, reached under the edge of the blanket and produced a bottle of lube.

"Sneaky!" I laughed out loud. He was taking initiative. I liked that. "Were you planning on seducing your poor unsuspecting boyfriend?" I asked and he smirked but said nothing, just tossed the lube at me.

"Oh okay..." I said in a tone that suggested that I was doing him a favor and he rolled his eyes at me and pretended to ignore me by turning his head to the other side so I didn't see his face.

I grinned and moved to sit next to his form. I began to rub his calves, one at a time, slowly working up to his thighs and stopping just below his buttocks.

His ignoring tactics weren't working by the way he let out some moans every now and then.

My hands moved above his ass to massage his back. I knew the knots he had on his lower back and under his shoulderblades and I worked on them for a long time.

The sun was leaving us in to the shade of the large trees next to us so there was no fear of burning to crisp anymore. We could take out time here, the thought made me smile as I got to his neck and leaned to kiss and nip at the skin there.

He was so lovely. Sometimes I still wondered how this man had ever agreed to be mine. What had I done to deserve him. All I could do was to show him how much I loved him, every day.

I saw a content smile on his lips and leaned to kiss the corner of his mouth before I straddled his thighs and began kneading his buttocks. He moaned again, but the tone was different immediately. Someone was being slightly wanton. The thought turned me on and blood flowed to where it would be soon needed the most.

I took the lube and popped the bottle open, just to see Jasper shiver and I smirked but didn't say a thing. I spread my own legs and Jasper did the same with his to allow me more access. For a moment I just sat there, looking at him.

His thick, messy curls were sunkissed like never back home, he said. In a week his hair had turned in to light blonde on top and when his skin had tanned, the contrast was just striking. All his firm muscles on his back rippled when he shifted a bit impatiently and I was snapped out of my reverie.

Chuckling, I squeezed a generous amount of lube on his gorgeous ass before tossing the bottle to the side and spreading his buttocks to spread the lube with my fingers. His hips bucked a but and I chuckled out loud again. I could tell he was blushing.

It was funny how he could be the most confident man I had ever met when he was in control. Asking something like this, even when he knew I would jump to the opportunity, he was so timid and it was difficult to remember how easily his confidence was shattered by few wrong words. Of course now he got over that pretty quickly because he knew that both my love and lust for him were unconditional. It still wasn't nice to hurt him, even for a few seconds.

I dipped my fingers low, slowly caressing his perineum and making him squirm as he tried not to demand for more.

"Don't be impatient, babe, it will just make me want to torture you some more..." I purred at him and he immediately stopped moving. I had trained him so well...

After the massage and being turned on already, he was so relaxed that two of my fingers slid inside him practically with no resistance at all. I moved them in and out of him slowly, rolling my wrist and massaging him with my fingertips, occasionally brushing against his prostate which made him make the most wanton sounds ever.

After several minutes of this I stroked my cock with my free hand and I know Jasper could tell what I was doing by the way I was slightly rocking my hips without touching him.

"Edward...please..." he moaned after another nudge to his sweet spot. I had to smile at the tone he was using. It was so...Jasper. Needy and wanton and shy and loving at the same time.

I rubbed my cock against his slick crack and he moaned again, this time I moaned with him. Unable to hold back suddenly, the desire for him sometimes rushed over me like a huge wave, I pushed in to him, one movement of my hips and I was buried to the hilt.

Our moans got tangled up, twisting together and turning in to one single sound that wasn't heard but anyone but the two of us.

I pulled out of him, almost fully, and then pushed back in to him, as deep as I could. Leaning in to him I bit his shoulder, leaving a mark there just because we both liked to bite and to be bitten somehow.

It had become our thing, sometimes when I woke up in the morning and Jasper had left for work, I would go brush my teeth and grin goofily at the bruises or faint bitemarks on my shoulders or chest. No, they weren't hickies, we were both a bit too old for that. They were also in places that were easily covered with a tshirt.

I pulled out of him after a while and he looked at me surprisedly. Without explaining I pulled him up by his hips and he leaned to his knees, his ass sticking up a bit. I shifted behind him, finding a better angle as I pushed back in to him, making him whimper and then moan in such a lovely way my hips moved forward by the sound of it and I filled him as completely as it was possible.

"Jasper..." I gasped and began to rock my hips as slow as possible. I was making love to him in this secluded little piece of paradise and I don't think anything could make things any more perfect.

We were lost in the lovemaking, he forgot his resolve on letting me do all the work and got up to his knees, pressing his back to my chest and turned his head to kiss me. My hands went around him as I touched him where I could, loving the silk of his skin and the rougher patches of the scars on his chest that I never failed to touch lovingly.

"I need to see you..." he whispered after a kiss and pulled away from me. He turned to face me and laid back on the blanket. We had pretty much exhausted our imaginations with various positions over the last week, but this was always our favorite. Face to face, his legs wrapped around me so we could be as close to each other as we could.

I didn't enter him immediately and he looked puzzled briefly, until I backed a bit and leaned to wrap my lips around his erection, tasting him and humming around him. I knew to wait it by now, so I relaxed my throat as his hips moved forward and he mumbled something incoherent. I wanted him to be close when I'd push in to him again, I knew that being close like this would make my self control vanish easily, no matter how much I'd try to prolong it.

When the telltale signs of him being on the brink of his orgasm were suddenly there, his moans were more throaty, his skin was flushed and he fisted my hair in his hands, I pulled my head away and he tried not to sound disappointed but didn't quite manage.

I moved closer to him and positioned myself against his entrance. Then I looked in to his eyes and our gazes locked. The feeling of looking in to his eyes while entering his body like that made my eyes roll back and the eye contact break. By then we didn't mind.

Suddenly his legs were pulling me in to him and his arms wrapped around me as I kissed him almost chastely like I always did at first. After that it was like someone flicked a switch and I moved my hips faster, our kisses were deeper and the sounds of our skins slapping together and the moans and gasps from us filled the little garden around us.

The feeling of love was what always hit me in these moments. How we were proclaiming our love by the physical act of lovemaking. It had never before made any sense to me, the word itself. There had only been the silly Hollywood-ideal of romance and love and lovemaking. With Jasper I knew what they were talking about in all those movies.

Suddenly his back arched and he tensed before his whole body convulsed around me, his muscles clenching around my cock as he bit down to my shoulder, hissing and moaning in ecstasy between his teeth.

That was enough to send me over edge and I groaned as the orgasm took me over and for a moment there was nothing but the pleasure and the pain and the love.

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A couple of days later, on Wednesday, I clicked my laptop on. We were supposed to get back home on Saturday and I wanted to check on the flight details yet again. I hadn't checked my email in a full 24 hours which Jasper called a miracle.

It was the usual junk mail and then one from Alice, one from Rosalie and one from Emmett. What the hell?? All the titles were strange.

I clicked the first one, Alice's mail.

"Edward, put on your damn cellphone. Something bad has happened. You need to get home as soon as possible. Nothing in our family. Just...it's bad. Ali."

My heart was racing as I opened Rose's email .

"What ever you do, Edward, don't let Jasper answer the phone when you put it on. Please. He'll hear that something is really horribly wrong and it'll kill him. I can't tell you like this either. Phone? NOW? Rosalie"

Emmett's note didn't have a headline which alarmed me more than anything.

"Eddie, I know the girls won't tell you over email, but you need to know before you open your cell. Garrett's family was in a car accident. It's really bad. First, book the flight back home and then open the damned phone! Em"

I tried to breathe evenly. Oh how glad I was that Jasper had gone to take a shower right now.

I booked us the first flight possible and went to get my phone from the side table. I closed my laptop and went to the garden.

With shaking hands I pushed the button and when the phone woke up, I dialed the number of the maid whose husband was our driver here. I told her we needed to get a ride in the next morning, before dawn and that we were going because of a family emergency and they'd be compensated and paid extra for these changes.

After the call I sat there for a few minutes, catching my breath and tried to will my heartbeat down I was about to push the button to call someone who could tell me more when the phone came to life.

Rosalie.

"Rose?" I asked and she sobbed from relief because I answered.

"Edward!" I could hear the desperation in her tone and I knew it was bad.

"Garrett and Kate and the baby got in to a car accident. They were on the highway, heading to meet some friend of Kate's and a truck came out of nowhere and..." her tone was frantic, too fast, too high.

I heard Emmett's low voice from somewhere and suddenly it was him whose voice I heard.

"Ed, Garrett died on impact. Kate is hanging on a thread but I think she'll be gone before you get here." he said, my always so happy and easygoing friend sounded so sad, so devastated that I could feel the tears running down my face before I realized I was crying.

"C.J.?" I managed to say and there was a gasp from behind me, I turned around and saw Jasper who looked alarmed, his face went from scared to mortified as soon as he saw my tears.

"Edward he's fine. He was in the back of the car in his car seat and he had a few bruises but nothing else. Call me with the details when you know when you're back and I'll come pick you up from the airport." he spoke fast and then added "We love you both." before disconnecting the call.

"Edward?" Jasper whispered from behind me and reached a hand to him so he would come to me. My feet were weak and I sat down in the cool grass.

When he sat down and looked like he wanted to shake me, I took his hands in to mine and looked at him. Why oh why it had to be me who had to tell him?

"Jasper, there's been a serious accident." I could hear him wail as his pain got out through his voice but I needed to speak now so I could hold him and we could be there for each other.

"Garrett's family. Jasper my love, Garrett died immediately," nothing could ever prepare you to seeing someone's eyes when you told them their best friend, their soulmate on a friendship level, was dead, "Kate won't make it either."

Jasper began to rock as he sat there, his eyes closed and the sound he made hurt my physically.

"Honey, listen to me, Jasper," I said his name in a loud voice to get through to him as he was so consumed in the tragedy that he had completely forgot to ask about C.J. "your godson is fine. C.J. will be fine, he wasn't hurt at all. The baby is okay." I kept telling him the same thing over and over again, it became a mantra I was repeating to keep us both sane through the time we sat in the grass, clutching to each other, crying and wailing and grieving for the loss of the two most loving and caring people in our strange little family.

They had loved us as much as we loved them. They had made us a part of their little family where they had none. Both of them were my family too, not just Jasper's and with them and the baby we formed a family unit of our own. Sometimes Kate had joked about C.J. having three dads instead of one and I had seen it in Garrett's eyes, that he agreed with his lovely wife. We five were a family. And now it was just us three and we had no knowledge of what would happen to the baby now. What if we'd lose C.J. too?

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AN2, and it is EPIC: First of all, I know, Dark Absynthe will kick my ass for leaving it to another cliffie but I don't care. :p She won't be the only one coming after me either.

I want to take this opportunity to thank my extremely lovely new beta Beautiful Figment who has not betaed this story, as this story won't be betaed until FYW has been worked on which might take who knows how long. However, she is betaing my next multi-chapter, which is going to be published sometime soon-ish. The story will be called Brand New Start and it has a blog, which you will find through my profile.

You should also follow me on Twitter. My username there is DarkiraFF.

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