A/N: This story will NOT have the graphic abuse that was in the beginning of The Perfect Wife. It's unnecessary to this story as anyone who reads TPW knows the monsters and what training involves.

I don't own Twilight.

Our home was finally finished. The last piece of furniture was in place. I couldn't wait to show Alice our new home. I worked hard to make everything perfect for her. The builder has been working on the house since shortly after I opened the club. I didn't want to decorate it until I picked out my wife, though. I thanked the delivery guys as I signed for the last of the furniture. I closed the door and stood in my living room admiring the view. Large picture windows looked out into the woods surrounding our home. Maybe Alice would put in a garden like Esme had. The room was all white with dark cherry wood furniture, just the way I liked it. The kitchen was top of the line for her. There were four bedrooms upstairs. Our master bedroom was again done in white with dark furniture. Our future children's rooms were left bare so Alice could decorate them when the time came. I hope we will be working on a nursery by this time next year. I'd like some time to spend just the two of us but want a family very soon.

It's been five months since I picked my angel. All the progress reports I received were positive. She was being trained well. She looked good with short hair, it didn't hide her eyes from me. I was anxious to see her in person; I've only seen photographs in all this time. She was beautiful. She was always dressed impeccably and I loved seeing her in the clothing I picked out. I glanced down at my watch. It was only 3:30. I made a split-second decision that I would go by and pick her up. I wanted to show her our new home. She'd be moving here in little over a month anyway.

I left the house and drove over to Charlie's. I pulled out my phone to call and let him know I was coming when a stray dog ran out in the road. I swerved to miss it, dropping my phone on the passenger side floor. I shook my head in frustration but didn't feel like stopping to pick it up. I knew Charlie wouldn't care anyway. I turned onto his street and was surprised to see several cars in front of his house. His cruiser was gone, but James' car was in the drive. I frowned in irritation. James shouldn't be entertaining friends with Alice there. It was one of the rules Carlisle and Charlie had.

I banged on the door with my fist so James could hear me over the loud music that was coming from the house. I could hear people laughing inside. He better be keeping my Alice safe from his friends, I thought angrily. I heard James yelling to someone as he opened the door. His head was turned to look at whoever he was talking to.

"You're late. I'll have to get her ready aga-" he paused seeing me, his eyes going wide at the sight of me. "Oh, hey man. What are you doing here?" he asked nervously.

I stepped into the house getting an uneasy feeling as everyone fell silent. They all looked at James, the same nervous expression on all of his friends. I turned back to James.

"I came to see Alice," I answered.

He cleared his throat, his eyes darting to the stairs.

"You know you're not supposed to see her until training is finished," he said.

"And you're not supposed to have friends over while she's here, either," I reminded him.

I felt uneasy. Something wasn't right, beyond the fact that he had friends in the house. That he openly mentioned her training made me uneasy, and the fact that his friends were fidgeting nervously looking to one another

"Where is she?" I asked.

"Um, she's sleeping. Why don't you come back when Charlie gets home?" he answered.

I shook my head slowly as I felt suspicion growing inside of me.

"No," I answered slowly. "I want to see her now." I demanded as I started up the stairs. His friends all got up at the same time and started leaving, each mumbling their goodbyes to James.

I turned at the top of the stairs to the room I knew was hers and opened the door. The sight that greeted me was nothing like I expected. I had thought to see my angel sleeping peacefully as I would awaken her with a kiss. She'd look into my eyes and know me immediately. Her eyes would shine with love for me. However, instead of peaceful slumber, my angel was lying across her bed; her hair damp, obviously from a recent shower and dressed only in a sports bra and short shorts. I was furious to her bruises marring her beautiful body. She was whimpering in her sleep obviously in the grip of a nightmare.

I turned, expecting to see James behind me. Instead he was still at the bottom of the stairs standing nervously.

"Why in the hell is she covered in bruises?" I yelled. "What in God's name did you do to her?"

I turned back quickly at the sound of the bed shifting and feet hitting the floor. Alice had her back against the farthest wall from me, staring at me with those beautiful eyes full of fear. I saw more bruising around her neck that looked like someone had bitten her repeatedly. Someone had hurt my Alice. I heard the feral growl grow from deep within me. Someone was going to pay and pay dearly for what they'd done to her.

"James!" I yelled, turning back to look for him. The front door stood open and I heard his car peel out of the driveway. The fucker had run. I knew without a doubt who had hurt my angel and he would pay for it. I slammed my fist into the wall beside me in anger before turning back to Alice.

"Alice, come here, love," I told her, holding out my hand to her. I needed to get her medical attention.

She stared at my hand then looked back at my face with wide eyes; her fear and panic evident on her face. She whimpered and shook her head slowly as she eased a leg over the windowsill of the open window in her room.

"Please don't hurt me," she moaned. "I can't take anymore."

"Alice, don't. I'm not going to hurt you. Come here," I demanded. She was scaring me and I didn't know what to do to ease her fear or mine.

I started across the room at her as she slid her other leg over. She closed her eyes briefly and whispered, "No more."

"Alice!" I screamed as she pushed herself off the ledge and out the window.

I ran to the window and looked down into the yard. She was lying on the ground unconscious. I ran down the stairs and out the door to her. I called Carlisle on his cell as I knelt down beside her. I brushed her hair back from her face. I was afraid to move her.

"Yes Jasper, what is it?" I heard him answer impatiently. "I'm heading into a meeting in a minute."

"It's Alice," my voice cracked. "She's hurt and unconscious."

"What happened," he demanded.

I closed my eyes briefly then stared at my angel again.

"She fell," I lied. "She was sitting in her window taking in the breeze and I startled her. She lost her balance and fell out the window."

There was silence on the phone as he absorbed my words.

"Where is she now?" he asked.

"We're outside, she's still unconscious and I didn't want to move her." I swallowed hard. "What do I do, Dad?"

He sighed. "Does her breathing sound okay?"

"Yes, she's breathing alright. She just won't wake up."

"Alright. Don't move her, but cover her with a blanket or something in case she goes into shock. I'm going to send an ambulance to get her and bring her to the hospital. I"ll be waiting for you in the ER."

I snapped my phone shut and ran to get a blanket from the house. There was one on the sofa in the living room and that's when I saw the handcuffs laying on the coffee table. I quickly took stock of the room. There were beer bottles scattered around the room and several used condoms in the trash. I didn't want to think about what that might mean. There had been a couple of girls in the room before, maybe it wasn't what I was thinking. I went back and covered Alice with the blanket. I stared at the bruises marring her neck and realized they disappeared inside the neckline of her sports bra. I raised her top to see the bruises covered her breasts as well. I knew without a doubt what it meant. They'd hurt my Alice in the worst way. I knew without a doubt she'd been raped. I let out an agonized scream that startled the birds in the trees at what we'd lost. Her first time was supposed to be beautiful and filled with love. We would never have that moment. James had taken it from us. I gently put my arms around her, careful not to move her as I lay beside her in the damp grass and wept until I heard the ambulance in the distance.

**

"Carlisle, you can't do that!" I protested. "You saw what they did to her."

"Jasper, calm yourself. She's damaged now. She's unworthy of you," he stated.

I slammed my fist against his desk in anger and frustration. We'd had the same argument for two days. He performed a pelvic exam on Alice when she arrived, confirming my suspicions. Only it was worse, much worse. Charlie beat the answers out of James. He and his friend Paul have been raping Alice since the first night and I interrupted James and his group of friends abusing Alice every way imaginable the other day at their house. He had charged his friends money to use and abuse my angel.

We were in his office at the hospital arguing Alice's fate. I'd left Alice's side only long enough for Esme and Rosalie to help her shower in private. Carlisle wanted to give her back to Charlie and James to keep permanently. I still wanted her, now more than ever. I'd spent all this time planning a future that included Alice and I couldn't stand the idea of not having it come true. I refused to look at other options. I wanted Alice and no one else would do for me.

"Don't talk about her like that," I warned. "She's my wife."

Carlisle leaned back in his chair and laughed at me.

"She's not your anything, Jasper," he responded. "She's nothing."

"She's not nothing, Carlisle. I want her for my wife. I won't pick another." I slumped down into the chair behind me and buried my head in my hands. "Why did they have to hurt my Alice?" I mumbled.

We both sat in silence, waiting for the other to break. I wouldn't give up Alice and he wouldn't pay Charlie and let me have her. I looked up at my father with determination etched clearly on my face. I wouldn't lose her.

"What if I pay for her myself. I'll pay the debt out of the club's profits," I offered.

He looked at me in astonishment.

"You'd actually use your club's profits for her?"

"Yes," I answered, determined. "If that's what it will take for you to let me keep her. I don't care about anything but Alice."

He rocked in his chair and considered me. The only thing that could be heard in the silence was the chimes of his clock marking the hour. I waited for what seemed an eternity before he finally made up his mind.

"Alright. You'll pay me from the profits of the club," he stated.

"Thank you," I answered, relieved to have won. I didn't know how long it would take to pay him back but I didn't care. I got to keep her.

"But," he stressed, holding up a hand to stop me from rising. "But, I don't want to see you throw away money and I'm not paying half a million for damaged merchandise, so consider this a gift. It'll be two-fifty. I'll work it out with Charlie."

"Two-fifty. Done," I acknowledged, standing.

I stuck my hand out to shake on it. He stood also and shook my hand chuckling.

"Well, you've certainly turned into a man I can be proud of. I don't agree with you keeping Alice but, I admire your tenacity. I only hope you don't live to regret your decision."

I smiled back at him. "Never," I said with confidence.

**

I left his office after we ironed out the details and walked quickly back to Alice's private room. I saw Rosalie coming down the hall with a tray of food. I stopped her at the door.

"I'll take it in," I offered.

She released the tray and opened the door for me, closing it quietly behind me. I saw Esme sitting in the chair next to Alice's bed reading a magazine. She smiled up at me at my entrance. I heard movement in the bathroom behind the closed door.

"Hello Jasper," she said. "Alice is just getting dressed from her shower."

I nodded and set the tray down on the table by her bed.

I stood awkwardly to the side, not sure of what to say to her. We didn't really talk that much. I turned to her as she cleared her throat.

"Jasper?" she started hesitantly. "I know it's not my place, but what is going to happen to Alice now?"

I saw the worry in her eyes. I didn't understand why, she didn't even really know her. She'd only met her yesterday.

"I'm keeping her. Carlisle and I came to an agreement. He's getting the hospital minister to come by tomorrow before they discharge her to marry us."

She looked at me in shock. "You're still going to marry her?"

I narrowed my eyes at her in anger. "Is that a problem for you?"

She shook her head quickly. "Oh, no! Of course not. I'm just surprised, that's all. I didn't expect you to want her still," she answered. Her voice dropped as she hesitated. "I'm proud of you, Jasper. You're an honorable young man."

My eyes widened at her. It never occurred to me to wonder if she was proud of me or not. I hadn't thought about her opinion in years. I felt uncomfortable, not knowing how to respond to her comments.

I cleared my throat before answering. "Thank you, Esme."

I turned as I heard the bathroom door open. Alice started into the room then stopped as she saw me. Her eyes widened and she froze. She glanced to Esme who stood and walked over to her.

"Alice, Jasper brought your lunch in. I'm sure you're hungry." She put her arm around Alice and gently led her back to the bed. She helped tuck the covers in around her waist and slid the table in front of her. "Let's see what Rose found for you." She pulled the cover off the plate to reveal Chicken Alfredo and a small salad. "Well what do you know, your favorite. I knew Rose would be able to get it for you."

I was surprised to see a small smile play at the corner of her mouth as she picked up her fork. It was the first smile I had seen that wasn't in a photograph. She went to take a bite, then stopped. She stared at me in fear and put her fork back on her plate, dropping her hands into her lap.

I walked to the side of her bed and reached to touch her cheek. She flinched at my touch and I dropped my hand in resignation. The first day in the hospital she spent mostly unconscious. She finally woke in the middle of the night. She opened her eyes and stared at me for what felt like an eternity before succumbing to sleep again.

This morning when she woke for breakfast, she ate but never spoke. I had yet to hear her voice. I'd tried talking to her but I got no response other than stares. She flinched every time I came close to her.

"Alice. You need to eat before your food gets cold," I said. "The noodles are nasty when they get cold." My lame attempt at humor. I wanted to coax another smile, however small, from her if possible.

She stared at me another minute before picking up her fork again and beginning to eat.

**

I drove Alice toward our new home. My ring was shining brightly on her small hand. She stared out the window at the passing scenery. I sighed as I replayed our wedding in my head. It was not at all what I'd spent months envisioning. We married in Alice's hospital room before leaving. She stared at me throughout the brief ceremony. My family was the only witnesses. Alice was dressed in a white sundress and carried a bouquet of yellow flowers from Esme's garden. When the time came to speak her consent, I thought for certain I would finally hear her voice. Instead she closed her eyes and nodded to the minister before turning away to look out the window. She only looked back at me when I answered "I do," a curious expression on her face.

For better or worse she was now my wife and I was her husband. I could only hope we have lived our worse and everything else would be better from here on.

***Next chapter will be from Alice's pov. I know you're all dying to know what she's thinking.***

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