Chapter 4

Elizabeth's POV)

A couple hours later at Elizabeth's house.

Emmett whistle as the group of fourteen entered the house. "Wow. How big is this place?" He asked, looking around. It was rather posh, but I did splash out on the design.

"It has 15 bedrooms, 3 living rooms, 2 kitchens. I can't remember what lese, but I got one hell of a garage. I'm going to go into the first living room. Can someone get me some tea? I have some Yorkshire Tea teabags in my pocket." I asked, really needing a good cuppa tea.

"I'll go. Does anyone else want tea?" Hermione asked, receiving nods from all the non-vampires. "We have blood tea as well." She added, smiling as all the Cullen's nodded as well, gesturing that they would like to try the tea.

I walked into the living room and transfigured some tables and such into comfy chairs for everyone to sit down. I sat on the cream 'L' shaped sofa, my legs covering up two seats as I summoned a thin blanket to pull over myself. Jasper, George and Seamus sat on the sofa with me, Jasper being the closest to me. I smiled gently at him. Dean, Alice, and Luna sat on the brown sofa on my right, and Esme, Carlisle, and Edward sat on a pale green sofa, while Draco sat on a faded red love seat, waiting for Hermione to join him.

"So why Yorkshire Tea? I mean Yorkshire Tea can't be the only tea about. Why does it matter that it's from Yorkshire?" Emmett asked, a frown slightly marring the vampires features.

"Yorkshire Tea is a brand of Tea. It simply insinuates that is defiantly British," I said, laughing quietly, "and frankly, it's the dog bollocks of tea, the mutt's nuts of tea." I said, smiling brightly at the vamps.

"What did you even just say? Speak English lady." Emmett said, completely confused, causing Carlisle to stifle a laugh.

"She is. It's English terminology or slang. It means it's the best that's available." Carlisle said, smiling kindly at the big vampire.

"Oh, that's weird." Emmett said, taking a china cup of red coloured tea in his hands that Hermione offered him.

"Thanks 'Mione. I really need this." I said, sipping the tea into my mouth, closing my eyes at the flavour. "You did a pot, didn't you?" I asked her.

"Of course I did. It always tastes better when you make a pot of tea." She replied as if it was obvious.

"Do you think it was wise giving us china cups? We can sometimes under estimate our strength and break thing." Esme asked concerned that they were going to break our china.

"Oh, it's fine. We can repair things so easily it's stupid." I said, before setting a table in the corner of the room on fire. "for example:" I said as I let it burn and fall apart. I waved my hand in it's general direction and it fixed it's self, looking better that it had before I broke it. "wow, that actually looks a lot better. We need to repair things more often." I said, causing several people to laugh.

I don't know how it happened, but somehow, I ended up in Jasper's arms, cuddling into his side, his arms secured around my waist. I only realised that it was getting late when Carlisle pointed out that it was just gone midnight and that we should get some sleep.

"Okay, we'll be going off to bed. Feel free to roam the house and garage. If you break anything just let me know in the morning, but don't break the cars. They need a type of repairing that doesn't come in the form of magic. Feel free to dive them as much as you want, but if you break a single one of my cars or bikes, I will tear you limb from limb. Bedrooms are on the second floor and there is a library covering the entire third floor." I said, trying to get up, but failing as I didn't the energy after my magical core exploded. "Can someone help me please? I can't move." I asked.

"I will. If you tell me where your bedroom is, I'll carry you there." Jasper offered.

"Thank you, it's on the third floor. Furthest door on the right." I said, as I felt him lift my into his strong cool arms. It was strange. His skin wasn't as cold to me as the others. It was still cold, but it was more of a slightly chilly touch instead of the frozen marble temperature. I felt a small rush of wind and I knew we were at my room. "You can go inside. It's not as if it will be inappropriate for your innocent eyes. If you can't handle even entering my room can you fetch someone else because someone is going to have to help my get changed." I said, smirking as I heard a small choking noise.

"Esme, Rosalie, Alice, can one of you come up here and help Elizabeth?" I heard Jasper whisper. I sighed. This was so difficult. He was my mate and I wanted him close, and he at least subconsciously, wanted me close to him as well judging from the way he's been cradling me in his arms.

"Hey Jasper. Couldn't handle helping a young woman change her clothes?" Rosalie asked as all three vampire girls joined us in my door way.

"Indeed. Here you go. I'm going to go to the library." Jasper said, handing me over to another vampire, judging by the size of the arms, I'd say Alice was now holding me.

"Why did all three of you come? I mean, I only really wondered seen as I only need one person to help me get changed…" I asked, earning quiet giggles from the girls.

"We've come to check out your wardrobe as well." Alice said, leading us into my room.

"Okay, but I warn you. I grew up wearing my Aunt's clothes and only just went clothes shopping. I didn't know what clothes to get or what was cool, so I kinda just bought everything the shops had in sock. Like everything. I bought everything from Victoria Secret, French Connection, Armani, BHS, I don't know. I just walked into a load of expensive looking shops and bought all their stock. I think I have like five wedding dress' in there." I said as Alice laid me on my emerald sheet covered bed. "Wardrobe is through that door there." I said, pointing toward a door on my left. I heard the girls opening the doors and gasping as they saw about seven shops worth of clothes, they started talking to each other in hushed tones, but I was too tired to listen and fell asleep.

(Jasper's POV)

I went up to the library, but couldn't concentraight on any books right now. Did Elizabeth really expect me to enter her room like that? Did she want me to go into her room? Of course she did, she invited you in you idiot. But in what I way did she want me in her room? A friendly way, surely. Although, I wouldn't mind if she wanted me in her room in a different way…in fact, I think I'd like too. "Oh God" I groaned, my hands rubbing at my eyes.

"Are you okay, Jasper?" I heard Carlisle ask from a table not far from me.

"Yeah, just…confused." I said, unsure how to say what I was feeling.

"Confused about what, may I ask?" He asked, putting his book down.

"Elizabeth. It's strange. I don't feel the thirst around her and she doesn't seem effected by my cold skin. I feel a strange pull towards her that I've never experienced before." I said, slightly embarrassed about what I had just confessed.

"Really? Tell me, why didn't you enter her bedroom when she invited you? It was innocent enough and she was just reassuring you that there was nothing…revealing, lying around her room." Carlisle said, trying to be delicate.

"Besides me being brought up to respect a woman's privacy of her bedroom, I wasn't sure if I could stop myself if I did." I admitted to my adoptive father.

"Presumably not in a blood drinking way." Carlisle said, smiling slightly to calm me.

"No, defiantly not in a blood sucking kind of way." I agreed.

"Then perhaps it's time you thought about who your mate is, Jasper." Carlisle suggested, picking his book up again.

Could Elizabeth be my mate?