A/N: I decided to continue this, at least for a few chapters. It's short, but important.

Don't own it, just play around with it.

PPOV

My brother was an idiot.

Yes, he was manipulated from the time he was changed. Yes, he thought very little of himself because of those manipulations.

But to not recognize his own mate? It was inconceivable to me.

I had known for the past 18 years that the Major's mate was out there. I hadn't known where or who she was until a year ago though. Charlotte and I immediately made our way to Phoenix. Char was concerned that we would scare her off, but Little Bit was strong. Took our tale of vampires and wars without the smallest amount of fear. If that didn't indicate she was meant to be a Whitlock, nothing would.

When we told her about the Major and mating she immediately accepted it and packed her things for Forks.

The first day she met him she called me in tears- he had ignored her. Bella was in so much pain, but I begged her to stick it out a little longer. I told her about Edward's obsession. Luckily, my knower let me know he wouldn't hurt her or Char and I would have gone and gotten her that day. Char wanted to. She was all set to go and rip the Major a new asshole, but I held her off. It wasn't time for us to directly intervene yet.

We were both concerned about how she would cope with the mating pull. I was truly afraid of the physical toll it was taking on her, but being at the Cullen's would ease it some.

Oh, and she fucking hated Edward. She put up with it for Jasper though. As she told me, anything for him.

The pixie was another story. That vicious little bitch was up to something. She knew full well they weren't mates and I had no doubt she had seen Bella coming and taking Jasper from her. Why she didn't realize that if Bella died so would Jasper, even if he didn't understand why, was beyond me.

Then Phoenix and that sick bastard James happened. That's when I knew Bella was getting desperate. The little one wasn't stupid and running head first into a confrontation with the tracker was tantamount to begging for death.

She wasn't begging, she was demanding.

I was beyond angry when she called and told me what happened. Sure, the Major killed the fucker, but Edward sucked James' venom out of her, which only added to her pain. Hell, Carlisle had been running tests on her heart for months trying to discover the source of her agony. He never would, he was too obtuse.

Char wanted to immediately go and get Bella. It once again wasn't time yet and I managed to hold her back. There was still one more opportunity for Jasper to wake up and see what was right in front of his face. Her birthday.

That turned out to be a fucking disaster. Again. Between Edward and Alice I'm shocked Bella made it out alive. Jasper tried to save her, but the fucking Cullen's convinced him that in his "lack of control" he almost killed her. Such bullshit.

Jasper took off and called me. He said he was leaving both Forks and the family. He was devastated that he almost hurt her, but still refused to see it. I tried to explain his bloodlust, 6 other vampires and an empath had never been a good combination for him, but he wouldn't acknowledge it. He was weak. He was an eternal fuck up.

He was oblivious.

I knew with Jasper that far away, Little Bit's pain would double and the only way to save her was to turn her. Char and I would be there to support her until my brother woke the fuck up. At that point, when he inevitably came groveling she would at least have the opportunity to give him a chance. Or hand him his ass. Frankly I hoped for the latter, at least a little.

If she stayed human she would die. I wouldn't, couldn't, let that happen. She was a Whitlock and we took care of our own.

I glanced at Char, her eyes filled with venom.

It was time to go get our girl.