A/N: Chapter four already! Now, a question: Should I keep on doing the chapters like I have been, relaying the last chapter (That was in Jasper's POV) in Beth's POV, and then adding a little (Or a lot)? Let me know in a review!
DISCLAIMER: *Bored voice* I don't own Twilight. Or the characters of Twilight. All I own is a few OCs
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The door opened, and he was right there. Jasper stepped aside to let me in, and he said, "Hello. I don't believe we were formally introduced. I'm Jasper Cullen; it's a pleasure to meet you." My eyes flickered to the paper in my hand and I replied, "I'm Elizabeth Whitlock. It's nice to meet you, Jasper." Was that a small flicker of happiness in his eyes? Whatever it was, it vanished quickly. I thought, but just then, Alice came up to me. "Elizabeth! I'm so glad you could stop by! We need another opinion on some details for Renesmee's wedding!" She said enthusiastically, grabbing my hand and taking off. I smiled at the little pixie – No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop thinking of Alice as a pixie, although I wouldn't tell her that – and went along. I heard Emmett whisper, "Sorry, bro." and looked back – Jasper was leaning against the wall with a slightly pained expression on his face, his eyes closed. Rosalie brushed past me, clearly heading for the now sitting down vampire.

Alice started chattering about bridesmaid's dresses then, so I figured I'd better pay attention. She hauled me up a flight of stairs and opened a door. "Get up, Nessie! Time to plan for the wed-ding!" She sang cheerfully, ripping the covers off the sleeping half human. "I now regret asking you to plan my wedding, Auntie Alice." Renesmee mumbled, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. "Good morning, Elizabeth." She said sleepily as Alice walked to the door, disappearing, coming back in about thirty seconds with the other females in the house and wedding magazines, catalogues, and a laptop balanced in a stack. "I found this lovely flower arrangement earlier, and I thought we could make something like it!" She said enthusiastically, dumping the magazines and catalogues on the floor, but gently placing the laptop down. We all sat down on the floor and made ourselves comfortable as Alice picked up a magazine and flipped to page thirty eight. "Here!" She trilled, placing the magazine on the floor. It was a picture of a combination of white roses, red roses, a few blue hydrangea balls (Who knew, right?), and pink carnations. It was gorgeous, and Renesmee loved it. We looked at a few more flower arrangements, then the door opened and Jasper poked his head in. "How's it going, girls?" He asked, taking in the room. "Oh, it's going wonderfully!" We all said at the same time. I blinked, slightly surprised. "Mm-hmm. Okay, enjoy your planning. And be careful with my laptop!" He said with a playful growl, narrowing his eyes. When he left, I smiled, and Alice looked at the computer. "Him and his laptop." She said, shaking her head before reaching over and grabbing one of the catalogues. "Are you awake enough to look at dresses yet, Ness?" She asked, then waited for Renesmee's nod before flipping to the section marked 'Bridesmaids.'

"Who are your bridesmaids, Renesmee?" I asked. "Call me Nessie or Ness, Elizabeth. And my bridesmaids are some girls from Jake's reservation." She told me warmly. I smiled at her. "I'll call you Nessie of you call me Beth, deal?" She smiled back and nodded. I noticed Edward stopped playing piano, but didn't think anything of it. Nessie and I stepped out for a moment, since Ness wanted to check on Jake and wake him up. I waited outside the door while Renesmee got Jake up (And heard a few things that made me want to gag). When we were going back to Nessie's room, we stopped to chat a little about Forks - Renesmee was amazed that I had lived there for about three days. Then Alice appeared in Renesmee's doorway. "Renesmee! We're planning your wedding – Don't you want a say? If you don't come here right now I'll make your dress neon pink!" She threatened, tapping her toe. Nessie bolted to her room. "Coming! And Aunt Alice, if you make my dress neon pink I'll ruin all your Gucci!" I heard her tell Alice, who
laughed. "Okay, okay!" She said, disappearing into Renesmee's room once more. I smiled and shook my head – Alice was definitely a clothes and fashion freak. As long she didn't use me as her guinea pig, I was fine with it, though.

Since I wasn't in the mood to look at more dresses and flowers, I started wandering around. I peeked into the living room and saw Emmett, happily making this huge card house. In fact, it was more like a card mansion. Edward was playing his piano again, and I walked out to watch him play. He smiled at me. "I composed this for Bella when we first met." He told me, finishing the song and starting over. "It's beautiful." I told him. He smiled, and the door opened behind me. I turned and Bella was there. She smiled at me, and said, "Actually, that's not quite true. At least, I don't think it is." Edward laughed, still playing. "Okay, I composed it after that one week that I tried to run from you, my singer." He amended. I quietly left, smiling at the sound of the pair teasing each other. Rosalie was helping Emmett now, and I stopped to watch. "It looks great, Emmett, Rose." I commented. Emmett grinned at me. "Thanks, Elizabeth." Rose smiled and opened up another pack. Carlisle walked in, and smiled at them. People here sure do smile a lot. I thought. "So, how many packs of cards have you used so far?" Carlisle asked. "This is the twenty third." Emmett said absently as he started building a tower off one corner. "Did the hospital not need you today, Carlisle?" Rosalie asked, just as absent sounding as she started another wing, the east one, I think. "They didn't desperately need me, so I decided to come home and spend the day with my wonderful family." He said as Esme walked in and kissed him on the cheek. "That's wonderful news." She said warmly.

Alice must have decided to let everyone off from wedding planning for now, I realized as I walked away, peeking out a window. Renesmee was riding on the back of a giant russet-colored wolf, laughing. "Nessie still enjoys riding on Jake, I see." Alice said, watching with me with a smile on her pixie-ish face. "Okay, what's their story, because it just seems really weird?" I finally asked. Alice grinned. "It was about fifty years ago when Ness was born and Bella changed. Well, long story short, Edward and Jacob were the ones who delivered Renesmee, Jacob imprinted on her when he saw her, and it saved our lives. See, the wolves were going to kill her because we had no idea what she was like, and we were prepared to fight. But no wolf can touch another wolf's imprinter. Edward and Bella weren't happy about it, but it couldn't be helped. Imprinting is kind of complicated to explain, but it's sort of like the way we vampires have mates, but it's magnified. Does that help, Beth?" She explained, and I nodded, flipping my blonde hair back over my shoulder. That made sense, sort of. I wandered away again, going up the stairs and wandering down the hall.

I reached the end, turned around, and saw Jasper through one of the open doors. He sitting down and leaning against the wall, a pained expression on his features. I stood in his doorway, a little worried about him. Jasper rearranged his features into the more neutral mask-like expression that I was more used to, except for when he was around Alice; he smiled and seemed more open and happy around the little pixie. I felt a little repentant that I hadn't mentioned anything earlier, but it just hadn't seemed like a good time. Jasper opened his eyes and stood, asking if there was something he could do for me. "I just wanted to know if you could explain this." I said, handing him the drawing. He opened it and looked at it for a moment. "A passing artist drew it." He said in a dull tone of voice, handing it back to me. Well, could you explain why my mother thought you so important?! I raged in my mind, half my brain already knowing, but I needed to ask anyways. "How did you know my mother?" I asked suspiciously. "Bethy, haven't you figured it out yet?" Jasper asked, seeming a little exasperated. That was the name my mother used called me.

"The same artist drew this for me." He was saying, picking up a piece of paper in the same condition as mine off his dresser and handing it to me. I looked at it; it was a picture of my mother holding me; I guesstimated I was about one, which was about how old I'd been when Jasper, my father, disappeared. A slow smile spread across my face as I asked, "Daddy?" I'd always wanted to know my father, to call him Daddy. Now I could, and I was so happy. He nodded. "Who else would I be?" Jasper asked, smiling. I ran to him and hugged him hard, and he hugged me back, pausing to pick me up and twirl me around in the air. I laughed in pure delight, hugging Jasper, my daddy, again when he put me down. "Daddy." I repeated softly, ecstatic. "I'm here, darlin'." He murmured back, wrapping his strangely scarred arms around me.
I smiled at his Southern accent, raising an eyebrow as he called, "Alice, Carlisle, Esme, Rosalie, Emmett, Bella, Edward, Renesmee, Jake, Kate, Tanya, Carmen, Eleazar, Garrett, I know you're there!" They walked in the door, smiling and, I noticed, completely and totally unashamed. We all hugged, Jasper, Alice, and I ending up in the middle. We were all smiling and laughing, although the Denali men were much more subdued for some reason; Eleazar was even glaring at me, and I bit my lip, suddenly doubting that I was welcome after all. But before I knew it, a wave of calm and happiness washed over me. I knew everything was going to be alright, and I also knew what Jasper was doing. Eleazar's glare even disappeared, replaced by a forced smile. I laughed, turning around to find myself face-to-back-of-head with Alice. Oh, dear. How is Alice going to take this? I wondered, before deciding that I'd worry about it later. There was plenty of time, after all.

When we finished our group hug, we migrated down the living room, still laughing and talking as we sat down out of habit. Garrett and Eleazar disappeared somewhere, and I honestly couldn't care less. If they didn't like me that was their problem, not mine. I was interrupted from my brooding when Alice walked over to me. "Care to walk with me?" She offered. I was a little nervous, but Jasper caught my eye from across the room and smiled reassuringly at me, probably indicating I should go with her. Besides it would be rude to refuse. "Sure." I replied, standing up. I followed her out the door, and walked for a bit, until we were out of hearing range. Alice stopped then, and looked around. She nodded in a satisfied-like way. "Elizabeth-'' She started to say, then I interrupted. "Please, Alice, call me Beth." I smiled a little half smile, and she returned it. "Okay, Beth then. Beth, do you know what my biggest regret has been for years, more so the last fifty since Renesmee has been born?" She asked. I was confused. "Um, no, I don't. . ." I replied, giving Alice an 'Are you crazy?' look that she ignored. "Beth, my biggest regret has been that I can't give Jasper a child. I know he adores kids, I've seen him watch them with that half smile of his on his face. Jazzy was basically Renesmee's older brother when she was little. They've grown apart a little now that she's older, but they're still very, very close." Alice paused, letting that sink in.

"Beth, you have no idea just how happy I was – And still am – when Jasper told us last night that you're his daughter. I almost jumped for joy. I know I'm not your mother, and I know I can never replace her (And I don't want to, believe me), but I really, really don't want to be the evil stepmom in this scenario. We are married, you know." She told me. I stared at her, the only words I could find to say was, "Wait, you two are married?" Stupid, I know. But I was a little stunned, to tell you the truth. Alice rolled her eyes. "Of course we are!" She chirped, holding up her left hand. There was a platinum ring with a small diamond in the middle on her ring finger, and a small, simple, golden wedding band. I blinked, still surprised. "Alice, you're right. You couldn't replace my mother, but then, no one ever could – Or should. I don't want you to be the evil stepmother either, so let's just see how it goes?" I suggested, choosing my words carefully. Alice nodded. "Sounds like a good plan to me! Now come on, let's get back." She trilled, high and fast. I nodded, and we raced back – Alice won, surprisingly.

I opened the front door and almost ran into Emmett, who laughed at me. "So now that you're a part of the family, squirt, does this mean-'' He was interrupted by Alice. "Em, no. Don't even think about it." She glared at him, and Emmett laughed again. "Okay, okay. Easy, little sis." He walked off somewhere and Alice shook her head in an exasperated like way. We walked to the living room and were in the doorway when Alice froze, her eyes glazing over. She perked up almost immediately, and announced. "It's going to storm tomorrow night. Who's up for some baseball?" That surprised me – Baseball? However, they all looked enthusiastic enough. "Beth, do you play?" Esme asked me. "Um, no. . . I've never seen the point of running after balls." I admitted. Esme smiled, "Neither do me and Bella. We usually referee!" I laughed. "But I do get sucked in from time to time." Bella said, appearing on my other side. Esme smiled. "And you enjoy playing every once in a while, you know you do." She said, and Bella nodded, laughing. Esme and I laughed too.
Edward and Emmett seemed to be getting into an argument about fruit bats an hour o so later. I was about to go over when Jasper had a hand on each of their shoulders and Emmett smiled and nodded, listening to him, but Edward snorted and strode away, Rosalie following. Then they started arguing – About the silliest thing possible, whether they should use the clearing to the east or the one to the south, respectively, for the game tomorrow night – and Esme said "Oh, take it outside you two!" as one of Rosalie's hands gestures came awfully close to a pretty lamp. The base was decorated with cardinals, topped with a simple cream colored shade, and it looked pretty pricey. The pair booth huffed and stomped outside, where they promptly began arguing again. Esme sighed and shook her head. "Those two are always arguing about something!" She muttered. Then the arguing stopped with a sound like someone had punched the other, although whether it was Edward or Rosalie I wasn't sure. We all jumped up and hurried outside, Bella and Emmett each going forward and trying to separate the snarling pair, but only managing to get themselves drawn in. Jasper tried next, but for once no one paid any attention to my father or his gift, and he went down to try to separate the squabbling vampires, but the same thing happened. Alice, Esme, Carlisle and I all tried together, asking, pleading, and in my case, using brutal force, but I got kicked in the face by Edward, saw Alice get slapped by Rose. Esme and Carlisle were already among the pile of Cullens. I started busily giving Edward a piece of my mind, screaming insults at him and I kicked him in the face, earning myself a punch from a growling Bella, and I went ahead and tackled her, yanking on her hair before I was grabbed by Edward and tossed, slamming into a tree and breaking the poor thing in half, but I stood back and plunged back in. It was right about then that we started having fun just punching and kicking one another. We were all in a little ball, it seemed like, but I didn't care. I could hear Jasper laughing, Alice and Emmett colliding, Rose was grinning, and it was awesome. I was just glad that it was overcast – Maybe the people down in Denali would think that there was a thunderstorm or something up here.

A/N: Okay, okay, I know it's short! I'm sorry! I got sick, and I had writer's block! I'm sorry for the wait! But I also had another story idea, plus I needed to plan for chapter five (Which is special, but a surprise! One reviewer knows but is sworn to secrecy!) And I'm really, really sorry it's short. Please review if you think it's any good.