JASPER:

I pulled my old army bag out of the closet and began throwing my old jeans and tees in that Alice never let me wear. Alice, that damn little pixie will get hers some day and I just hope I get to be there to see it. I can't do it because I promised Carlisle I wouldn't kill her. Finding another singer here in Canada was the last straw for me. I slipped, and on purpose this time. I needed a reason for them to let me go. I had heard Alice and Edward talking a few years ago about Bella and that she had died, apparently.

Something in me broke that day and I hadn't touched Alice since. It didn't feel right and I knew she was seeking attention from Edward and Carlisle anyway. Why Esme put up with the three of them I will never know. Just a few minutes ago, I let it be known about Bella and to get back at me, my ex-wife tells me that she was mine all along...not Edward's.

That was the final nail in my empty coffin and I threw her out of the damn house, literally. I wrote a check to Esme for damages and then came right up here. I needed to get out, get somewhere I wouldn't have to look at them. I heard the ring tone of my brother, my captain, and answered the phone. "What fucker?"

He laughed and answered. "I booked yer flight, ya leave in three hours from Vancouver, Major."

I shook my head and sighed. "Didja know?"

"That she wasn't yer mate, not till a couple years ago. Ya know how it works. It wasn't time to tell ya, Jasper."

I ran a hand through my hair. "I know. Rose and Em are gonna come down in a few weeks most likely. They're in Paris at the moment, but my darlin' sister let the pixie have it."

"Oh, that's alright. Listen, I got another veggie here so be nice when ya get here, yea. She's anxious ta see ya."

I stopped fidgeting. "A veggie, didn' know ya hung out with them, but me o'course."

I flipped Alice off as she came in, rolling her eyes at my accent.

"I usually don', but this one's special. Just get yer stuff an' get here."

With that he hung up before I could ask anything else.

I sighed and stood, putting the last of my clothes in the bag. I then took my duffle out and put my books and old war stuff in it before zipping it. I looked at the bitch still in the room and just shook my head before walking out of the room. I gave Esme a hug and flipped off the other two, I didn't feel bad for them. I slung the bags over my chest and shoulders, taking to a sprint to get to the airport.

I got to the planes with thirty minutes to spare, which was plenty to check in. I was allowed two carry-ons so I didn't have to pay for luggage. I took the ticket, coach seating thank you Peter, and walked to gate 12. I sat my bags down and took out my phone to let Peter know that I was loading in about 10. He texted back that he'd be there in the baggage claim to pick me up.

I turned my phone off after that and laid my head back, pretending to rest till the passengers were called. I opened my eyes as the flight attendant called for us and went to find my seat. Luckily, I had no one in the seats with me in my row, but that was most likely Peter also. He knew I hated First Class, we didn't need the comfortable seats. I pulled out my iPod after take off and let the sounds of my playlist take me as I closed my eyes.

"Sir."

I looked up to see a brunette looking at me. "Yes, Ma'am?"

She blushed and I smiled. "Sir, we're landing in a just a moment."

I nodded in thanks and then put my belt back on and prepared for the landing.

I stood up as the last person past me and grabbed my bags out of the overhead compartment. I slung the army bag across my chest while bringing my hand up with the duffle handle and slinging the bag over my back. I walked calmly out of the plane and weaved through the people till I saw him. That fucker still dressed as he always did. Tee shirt, holy jeans, and shit kickers. I shook my head and smiled as I approached him. "Hey fucker."

He smirked and took my duffle for me. "Hey, Major. Charlee's waitin' with our new friend."

"Yer friend got a name, Peter?" I asked as we walked out and down the lot to his truck. He just shook his head at me and threw my duffle in the cab behind him. I took off my army bag and put in next to the duffle and got into the passenger seat. "Well?"

"Well, what?"

I raised an eyebrow, he knew what. He looked at me and sighed. "Her name's Bella, Major. Now...before you go all vamp on me, we didn't meet her till she was already in Texas."

I nodded and turned to look out the windshield. It's not like it was my Bella.

I took an unneeded breath and thought about the one girl I knew I shouldn't have left. Something always told me to get back to fucking Forks, I just wished I listened to it. We were silent the whole way and I must admit, even for Peter, they were far out. As we turned onto what seemed to be an empty dirt road, a feeling came over me. I felt whole, complete, and I didn't know what to think of that. The house came into view and I have to say, this is my favorite for the vamp next to me.

It looked to be a three-story log cabin, looked really old-fashioned too. I knew the inside would have the latest things though, Peter always liked the new inventions. He came to a stop and I notice two women standing on the porch. One was Charlotte, I knew that, the other looked like a ghost. I shook my head and hopped out, making sure to turn and grab my army bag. As I met Peter at the head of the truck, I looked up and stopped.

The ghost standing there was sure as hell Bella fucking Swan. I caught her scent and breathed it in. She looked the same, only a tad bit enhanced...due to the venom no doubt. She now had some red tint in her brown hair and her curves were more defined. What got me the most was the golden eyes on her face, not the red I would have been accustomed to. She must be the veggie Peter told me about. I turned to Peter, raising my eyebrow.

"I didn't tell ya cuz ya had a lot on yer plate, Jasper. Found'er five years ago."

Was all he said as he went to kiss Charlotte.

"Well, C'mon Major, surely ya remember how to walk."

I shook my head and slowly made my way up to the porch.

"Hey, Bella." I smiled at her and knew she'd blush if she was actually able.

"Hi, Jasper."

We stood for a few seconds before Peter urged her to show me where I was staying. I followed her up the stairs to a room with only a bed in it. I walked in as she stated, "This is your room. They didn't decorate, um, Charlee wanted to wait and let you do it."

I nodded and sat the bag on the bed, sitting next to it. I didn't say anything, not really knowing how to say what I wanted. I felt her turn and immediately got up, grabbing her hand to get her to stop.

"You don't have red eyes, Bella."

She looked up at me and answered. "No, Jasper. I don't. I haven't tasted human, Peter wont let me. I told him I was in no way to feed off a human and he respected that."

I just nodded and want back to sat on my bed, not stopping her this time.

As soon as I heard the door close to what I guessed was her room, I took out my clothes and laid them out in a neat pile in one corner, knowing I would need to get some furniture. I walked out and stopped at her door, trying to figure out if I should talk to her. I didn't really know what to say. I had tried to bite her all those years ago, and then just took off. I made the family abandon her and for that, I didn't deserve her kindness.

I made my way up the stairs after hearing my captain come to a close with saying hello to his mate and knocked on their door. Charlotte answered. "He's almost ready." was all she said as she made her way back down the stairs. I looked back into the room, small apartment really. They had it all done up like in the old western movies. The cast iron bed was in the middle of the room and the rustic furniture fit in perfectly. Fuck me, I'm turning into Alice. I shake my head and turn to see Peter smirking at me. "Fuck off. I need somewhere to put my things."

"C'mon, I have an account at the local furniture place. Charlotte keeps changin' furniture and Bella's no better. They change everything every year just fer somethin' to do."

I nodded and followed him back down the stairs and to the truck.

We rode for a few miles before pulling up to the furniture store. I walked in and the workers greeted Peter by name, the girls must really get into the buying here. I let him tell them that I need some bedroom furniture and they lead us over to some stuff. I pick out a dresser, a bookshelf, and a desk with a chair before paying for it and then helping the guys load it. On the ride back, I let out a breath, letting Peter know to say whatever it is he needs to.

"How'd ya leave'er, Jasper?"

I shook my head, "I was married, Peter. I hadta go. I thought I wantedta eat'er. I felt Edward's emotion's though. He was gonna lose it before I could get ta her.

He nodded. "Makes sense. Wanna know what I thank?"

I just nodded and he continued. "I thank yer instinct ta protect'er kicked in. I don' think ya were gonna feed on'er, Jasper."

I took in what he said and sighed. "I was carrin' six kinds of blood lust, Peter. I coulda."

He was shaking his head before I finished the sentence. "Naw, she's yer mate, Major. I had a feelin' six fuckin' years ago 'bout her. Made Charlotte take on a job at the college. That's how we found'er. Get ta know'er, Jasper. Ya may be surprised."

I just turned and looked out the window, taking in what he said.

I knew from finally getting it out of Alice that Bella as my mate. Thinking she was dead made me try my damnedest to get over that feeling of not knowing, of betraying her. Now I had a chance to get her, to show her the Jasper she didn't know. Peter was her sire, that I could smell that on her. We were already connected and the part of me that I suppressed with animal blood was happy my venom was partly in her. As we pulled up to the house to unload, I noticed Bella's scent took off to the woods.

"She feeds every two days, Jasper. She'll be back." Peter stated as he grabbed the dresser.

I nodded and took the desk as Charlotte came and took the bookshelf. We got up to my room and I told them just to place the things then I'd figure out where to put them. After they sat them, I stood in the closet, surveying the room. I nodded to myself and moved the desk under my window that showed the woods so that I had the view while using it. I than put the dresser next to the bathroom door and my book shelf next to the bedroom door, leaving the bed in the middle of the room.

I sat on my bed and looked around to see if there was anything I may want to add. I nodded and got up, heading over to my pile of clothes. I picked up the jeans and made my way to the closet that now had some hangers in it. I began to hang my jeans up when I smelled her coming up the stairs. I turned as she entered my view and just looked at her. Her shirt was torn almost completely off and her shorts were still in tact.

"Sorry, I get a bit messy. I like to play, kills some of the worry off."

I looked at her face to see her looking back at me.

I smiled. "It's alright, Bella. It's a good look on you."

She nodded and then went into her room. I stood there, watching the door close and closed my eyes as the shower kicked on. "Calm down, Jasper. It's been five fuckin' years. No need to scare the poor girl." I thought to myself as I pictured what I could do to a naked, wet Bella. I shook my head and turned back to my task, trying not to think of the girl across the hall from me.

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