Ch 2
The wind moved through the trees, the rustling soothing to Jasper's nerves. The solitude soothed him, but nothing could quite relieve the pain in his chest. His Alice, his pretty, perfect little Alice was gone from this world. She had been gone for over a year, having passed in the fight with Victoria. It was a year ago that he received the letter. The folded paper was in his pocket, it seemed to burn his leg.
He could recall the words with out looking at the paper.
"Jasper, This may seem odd but I write this letter to you at the beset of Alice. Allow me to explain. Two nights ago I had a dream about a woman named Alice, she asked me to write to you and tell you something as she is now dead. She says that 'Carlise is right.' I do not know what that means but se assured me that you would. Also she says this. 'You were my perfect match, but that does not mean that I was yours. I want you to not close your self off to the world because of me. I believe that you will find another love, who will be your perfect match and you will be hers.' I hope that you find solace in her words, and I am sorry for your loss."
The words had helped, but nothing could relieve the pain that had lodged in his chest. He had left and he refused to return home to Forks. Carlise called once a week to check up with him, he knew his family was worried about him but he could not being himself to return. He could not go home, at home he felt himself moving on with his existence; he felt the pain slowly dissipating and it made him feel horrible that he was moving on, without Alice.
His phone rang, the shrill sound shattering the perfect silence. He flipped open the offending contraption, hearing his would-be father's voice. "Yes?"
"We have a problem. The La Push wolves called. There's a strange woman here, she's been threatening the wolves with magic they say." Carslie's voice was calm, as always, but he could tell his 'Father' was worried.
"I'm on my way," he said, equally coolly but inside his heart broke. He would be moving on with his life, saying goodbye to Alice. He shut the phone and turned south. Taking a breath he broke into a run, the air whipping around his face, playing with his hair. It would be only two days before he arrived home, though he was in the wilds of northern Canada the trip would be very short.
Two days later he walked through the Cullen's door. Emmet laughed and greeted him with a firm "pat" on the back, Esme hugged him tightly, her eyes were bright. The joy of his family seeped into his mind and he felt his spirits rising. Carlise walked in, smiling, "So this young woman had a run in with the wolves and she threatened them with a painful death. That wouldn't be an issue except that she knew they were supernaturals and threatened them with magical deaths." Japser felt his eyes widen a little. "Yes it is a little disconcerting, isn't it," his father said, smiling. "But I'm not sure if she's going to be a big problem, she's not a local. And as far as I know they've left the area, I saw them this morning heading south. I didn't get a chance to call you."
He shrugged, knowing he would not be allowed to leave now he was home. Esme was too pleased by his return, and he had forgotten how pleasant it was to be with his family. "It's fine," he assured them, though he was not sure he believed it, "I was on my way home anyway." Edward gave him a level look, telling him he had red his mind and knew he was lying his ass off. He grinned wryly in return.