I own nothing as usual

Bella's POV

With the Volturi gone our world began to settle down peacefully. Edward, Renesmee and I could start to enjoy life together, as a family. Our coven was closer than ever. In fact Rosalie was just as close and important to me as Alice. I had even started a course in Art History at University of Washington, something I made sure Edward couldn't help me in, however, there was something. Something I felt that did not quite have closure.

I had just entered the Cullen mansion, Nessie and had managed to find to some good art supplies, and she had convinced me to let her paint with me. Putting all my bags by the door, I walked into the living room, hoping to find Edward there.

"Momma, I can smell Emmett upstairs, can I go play with him?" asked Ness. I could hear Emmett's booming laugh as he hear Renesmee's comment about his smell.

"Sure honey." I replied. Nessie rushed upstairs. As I walked into the room, heels clacking on the tiles, (Alice would be so proud) I saw Jasper siting on the sofa reading a tattered civil war book.

"Jazz?" I inquired. He looked up smiling, then his face looked slightly upset.

"Bella, Alice told me you'd be here. I need to talk to you." he looked way too anxious, Jazz was always the calm one.

"Sure Jazz, go ahead" I said encouragingly, seat down on the seat behind him. I loved Jazz so much, I've always wanted an older brother and Jasper fitted that role perfectly. According to Edward, Jasper adored me as his little sister, that just made me love him more (although I'd never tell Emmett that). Jazz could admit to murdering a human and I wouldn't care.

"I am so, so sorry, for what I did to you on your eighteenth birthday, it's my fault the family left. I caused you so much pain." he sighed looking absolutely dejected, It was if he was waiting for me to slap him across the face and agree with him.

"No Jazz, it wasn't your fault, never say say that!" I told him, god, couldn't he see that it was all over now and I was and am so, so happy?

"Don't lie to me Bella I can feel your anger at me." he said dejectedly. I sighed. Part of me wanted to get even more annoyed but I knew that would only make things worse. Instead I pulled Jasper into a warm hug.

"Jazz, you are the best brother I could possibly have," I heared a faint growl from upstairs and smiled. "I was just angry because you have no idea how imponderably stupid your being right now." I finished, trying to cover my laugh. Jasper smiled weakly.

I continued, hoping to sway him. "Because of you gift, you can feel everyone else's thirst, as well as your own, It makes thirst worse for you. I'm sorry my shield can't protect you from that, because if could, I would do so immediately Jazz." I added. Jasper looked incredulous.

"So, your not angry at me, at all?" he asked, his face in shock. Suddenly he grasped me into a bone crushing hug.

"I love you so much Bells, your the best sister-in-law a guy could ever dream of having." he's said solemnly

"I love you too." I managed to get out my constricted chest. Jasper just laughed and let go of our embrace but he kept one arm around me.

"Bella! your back," my beautiful Edward said smiling, as he came into the room. "Hey! Jazz stop monopolising my wife!" his jovial mood infecting all of us. He picked me up by the waist and swung me around in his arms, this was pure sweet love. He slowly planted a long, sweet kiss on my waiting lips

"Hey beautiful." I whispered quietly to him once we were finished. Jasper then stood up, snapping his book together.

"Well Edward, I'm pretty sure I couldn't of picked you a better mate myself." Jasper smiled at me, "she's probably the best edition to the Olympic coven in history!" He added.

"Of course she is." said Edward smiling. "Love, I think I may need to go hunting, I'll be back as possible." he said, looking regretful. He kissed me again then drove out in his Volvo.

"Hey Bells, why don't we have some brother/sister time, I challenge you, to a game of chess." Jasper probed. Suddenly we heard thunderous footsteps pounding down the stairs.

"Bella. I want to talk to you outside." Emmett stated monotone.