Hey y'all!

I finally got this chapter out! I think I got the inspiration from watching Wild, Wild West with my Grandmama last night.

But I hope you enjoy this chapter!

And Happy Thanksgiving!

Now, time for pumpkin pie...

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. If I did, this is how it might happen.


2010-Mexia, Texas-Racetrack Horse Stable-Isabella Marie Whitlock

Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, HOLY SHIT!

What the hell is Savannah thinking? How could she do that to me?

I paced back and forth in front of Lightning's holding cell, tugging on my long braid. My yellow eyes darted here and there, trying to figure out who the hell that was, and how I can kill him.

Why would anyone pretend to be my big brother Jasper?

Isn't it bad enough that Aro had him killed long ago?

A sob was let loose from my mouth, and my legs folded under me, gracefully and beautifully. I started sobbing harder as I noticed that. Jasper was gone, leaving me alone in this hell called Eternity, and I would never be free, never be able to kill myself or ask my friends to do that because of my beliefs that Jasper instilled in me.

Jasper.

Why, oh why did Aro have to kill him? And why couldn't he have killed me too? I have nobody that was-oh, sorry, still is-as close to my heart as he is.

I never will have a family again.

Hearing light footsteps fastly approaching, I composed myself, pulling a furious facade that I had perfected long ago. Savannah came in, and I found myself not having to fake my anger.

"How could you, Savannah? How? He's been dead for decades now, an' you had to go and get someone to act like him!" She opened her mouth to speak, but I cut her off. "No! I hate you! He was the only family I had left, an' I had accepted that he died a long time ago, leavin' me here! An' you go an' pull this stunt! How the hell could you?" I screeched all of this out, breathing hard as my anger broke surface and I lunged at her in blind fury.

"Let me go," I hissed, my face pressed into the hay on the ground.

"No," she said firmly. "I will talk first. How could I? How could I what? Try an' make one of my friends happy when she's over here hidin' behind fake smiles an' killin' herself over somethin' that never happened? Then I'll tell you how I could. I made sure that your brother-"

"HE IS NOT MY BROTHER!"

"He is your brother! If you hadn't run away an' actually confronted him, you would have seen it is Jasper, it is your big brother that was the only person you trusted during the wars! I made sure he raced, so when you had to shake his hand, you would have seen him, would have finally found that one person who held you together as you went through the fire, protected you when nobody liked your animal-blood takin' ways, an' made sure you were fine before he even thought about himself! But you had to run off! Where's the Bella who won't let anyone mess with her? Where's the girl who could take on the world if one of her friends were harmed, huh? WHERE THE HELL IS THAT GIRL?"

"She went an' hid when she saw that man out there," I whispered. I felt tears welling in my eyes, liquid drops that would never leave because I wasn't human. A sob broke through, and another, and more after that, and Savannah just held me next to her as she whispered calming words to my frazzled mind.

I don't know how long we sat there, and didn't care, but soon enough I was rising.

"I'm ready." Savannah smiled brightly.

"You won't be upset. That is Jasper." I looked at her.

"Are you sure?" I sounded like I was eighteen again, not over a century old. Savannah nodded.

"More sure than I am of Susanna being my twin sister." I choked a laugh out, shaking my head. The thought was growing on me. It is Jasper.

"Let's go, then!" I was excited. Tugging Sav's arm, I ran out of the stable, heading towards the house I lived in for my whole life. Gently coming up the stairs, I took a deep breath and opened the door. Freezing for a second, I came up with the best way to scare my brother.

"Jasper! I'm home! What's for dinner?" I heard seven people freeze at my voice, three try to to stop laughing, and Savannah slip into the living room. I followed her.

Coming around that corner and seeing my brother on the couch, the TV playing and a cowboy hat sitting on the couch next to him, I almost felt human.

"B-Bell?" He stuttered lightly, rising. I nodded once and said, "Hey, Jazzie." He broke into a smile and laughed. I did the same and lunged at him, my arms gripping around his neck as he held me up.

"Bella! My baby sister Bella!" He cried, swinging me around. I laughed and sobbed at the same time. He set me down, and I smiled. Looking around the room, I felt a twinge of jealousy.

"So this is your family," I said impassively. He nodded and watched as I walked up to the closest girl, the black haired pixie.

"You better have taken care of him. I don't like ignorant mates," I said lightly, my eyes light and friendly. She smiled.

"Don't worry. I kept his cowboy ass in line." I blinked and busted out laughing. She began laughing too.

"What's your name?" I asked, smiling.

"Alice," she said.

"Nice to meet ya, Alice." I stuck my hand out, but she had other ideas. She tackled me into a hug, and we both ended up on the floor.

"Now it was nice to meet you." I just stared at her.

"Strange, little Psychic pixie," I murmured, and she smiled at me and helped me off the floor. Tugging me over to the couch, she sat me down next to Jasper, her sitting on his other side.

"It's so weird to see you again," I said. He raised an eyebrow at me. I bit my lip, wondering if I should tell him or not.

"You're feeling guilty. Tell me what's wrong," he said, brushing my shoulder gently.

"I believed them," I whispered.

"Believed who?"

"Them," I hissed, struggling to get through to him. He looked confused.

"The Volturi," A voice whispered behind me. I spun around to see Susanna with her hands over her mouth. A strong hand was gripping my bicep.

"They found you?" I shook my head, and Jasper's eyes narrowed.

"You went to them," he said flatly.

"Yes," I said softly, "but the only reason was because I knew they had the best Tracker, and if anyone could find where you were, it would be Demetri." Jasper looked as if he could go and kill someone right now.

"Why?"

I furrowed my brow, confused.

"Why did you go to them? And not someone else?" A sense of sorrow filled my head.

"Because you left me here," I murmured.

"I didn't leave you."

"Yes." I looked at him. "You did. You left me alone, after all the fightin' stopped. You didn't even try to find me." I could feel the tears gathering that would never fall.

"Didn't even try? Ha! I tried an' I tried but I just couldn't find you! You hid yourself way too well. I was startin' to wonder if the Volturi got you after all." A short laugh tumbled past my lips.

"The Volturi? Find me?" I grinned slightly. "You must be jokin'."

He shook his head in exasperation. "Still Bella." His eyes turned towards me. "But what do you mean by you believed them?"

I took a breath, and began my story.


2010-Mexia, Texas-Whitlock House-Jasper Charles Whitlock Cullen

"It was twenty years after I left," Bella began. My family moved silently into the room, as did Savannah, Susanna, and Dex. "I had been searchin' for you for three years, an' I was at my wits end."

"I had remembered Maria speakin' of the Volturi once, when she would tell the younger ones that if we didn't behave, they would kill us. So, I asked around. Most Vampires told me that they couldn't remember the Volturi. But one Vampire, a young man by the name of Peter," at this, she looked slyly at me, "gave me the information to get to Volterra, an' from there, the Volturi."

Her breath became shaky, like she was reliving it. It hit me suddenly. She probably was. I wrapped my arm around her tiny shoulders and rubbed her arm.

"Go on," I murmured. She nodded, and her golden eyes hardened.

"I met with Aro privately. He had remembered me from the first time he came to keep the wars down, an' was intrigued by my presence. I stopped him, an' told him I was here to ask a favor. I asked to use Demetri's power to find you because I could not. He nodded an' brought Demetri in."

"They tricked me, Jazz," she said, gripping my shirt. "They tricked me. Demetri told me he couldn't find you, an' that meant you were dead. I believed them. I believed them when they said that. I ran out of there, never to come back."

"That's when I came here. I came here to live peacefully, but after that, I was never the same."

"She wasn't." Savannah was kneeling by her side, pushing her hair back. "She tried to be normal, but with our photographic memory, we couldn't help but compare to the Bella we knew from the times in the wars. Yeah, she was serious then, but she always had this content air about her. It came from you, Jasper. She was content to have her brother with her. When she came back, she was restless and closed off. We almost broke through that shell once, but it came back stronger than ever. We missed the Bella we once knew." She looked up and patted my cheek. "Thank you for coming when you did."

I smiled a slightly broken smile. "I came back to be close to that life anyway. Close to my baby sister." Bella curled in closer to me. I rubbed her back. "Bellie-bop, I'm not going anywhere."

Her doe eyes peered through brown curls. "You called me Bellie-bop. I haven't been called that since I was seven." She smiled softly. "You promise you won't leave me again?"

I nodded once. "I promise."


Aw, Jasper and Bella are finally united as brother and sister once again!

But what's going to happen when he has to go back to Forks?

And will Bella let him go peacefully?

What's going to happen to the family if Bella doesn't?

Stay tuned!