APOV

It had been a month since Jasper came back, that made me feel very happy.

He said he was sorry, and never wanted to leave me again. His eyes were bright, yet it's color was dark, he hasn't been hunting. That was good, I mean, at least he spared the lives of humans. If he were to be out of control, he'd massacre lives of innocent people.

"Darlin'?" Jasper entered the room, his hands behind him.

I smiled and walked towards him, his facial expression was stern. He wasn't Jazz, he was Major Whitlock now.

"Jazz?" I stopped in my tracks, his eyes were a burning intensity now, it would explode at any moment. Of course, he wasn't over it. The fact that I had excess feelings that I could never hide.

"I'm sorry, darlin." He dropped his arms, and the intense burn in his eyes dissipated, I was getting a headache, he wasn't making any decisions.

"What.. are.. you.. doing?" I grabbed two fistfuls of hair and glared at him, I was twitching.

Stop. It was Edward's voice, I searched for it desperately, and I guess he felt the sudden change in my emotions, and my headaches got a lot worse, I was digging through the roots of my hair now, and Jasper's eyes were still a towering superior gaze.

He began to take off his gray button up, which was his favorite, even though Rosalie gave it to him, I didn't feel jealous that I wasn't the one who bought him his favorite piece of clothing, then he snapped, I couldn't see clearly, but I felt his body touch mine, and his mouth was wide open.

The sharp stabbing pain in my neck was bearable, but painful. My head didn't help either, and I was screaming my lungs out until Emmett had locked his arms around Jasper and Carlisle was checking my bite mark. It felt odd, pain, and I was never really a fan of it.

"Alice, honey." Esme said, brushing her hands on my forehead, the burning sensation was still on my neck, and I tried to cover it, but she put it down.

"You're going to be alright, sweetheart." Carlisle reassured, "But you're going to have to hunt as soon as possible. The headaches he had caused you didn't really do well for your thirst." He smiled.

"Where is he?" It was almost a whisper, but clear enough for them to hear.

"He's out. Hunting dear." Esme looked down, and I saw a vision of Jasper drinking desperately, his eyes wer full of guilt and regret, but most importantly, he was alone.

"It's.. Jasper." I let my eyes back to normal height, facing Carlisle and Esme.

"He'll be okay, Alice." Carlisle reassured again. I guess he had mastered it at work, with his flawless facade and all. "Emmett and Rosalie are right behind him."

"Are you angry with him?" Esme asked, stroking my hair gently.

"No." I lied, looking away I saw Carlisle's pained expression. He didn't like these types of fights or drama, but he was rational enough to know that it would happen soon.

"Alice." It was his voice. The voice of one thousand angels, and it seemed like eternity when I last heard it. Everyone looked to the direction of his voice and saw him there, a denim jacket in his hand. I quickly put the Cullen Crest choker he had given me back on.

"Edward." I said, smiling brightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I'm so very sorry." He rushed to me and Esme and Carlisle were out the door, saying something that sounded like "We'll give you a minute." and his arms found their way around my waist, I couldn't help but smile, the pain was beginning to fade as well.

"Edward, you're back." I ignored his pleas of apology, and he looked at me sternly, both hands making their way to my face. His liquid golden eyes locked on mine, and I was hypnotized.

"Please, forgive me." He had said again, "And I know you're not okay, so let me take care of you." He leaned in closer, I could smell him even more. His hair, a shade of bronze that had the scent of wildberries and some plants, I couldn't help but laugh. Wildberries? Was he eating?

"Please, focus, Alice." He shook me, and I stared into his golden orbs once again.

"Edward.." I looked away just once, "I'm alright, I promise." Placing my hands on top of his, I recalled events of a month before just like it happened a few minutes ago. He smiled at the thought, reading it with me.

He then had a tough exterior on again, his eyes locked on my neck, and I tried to cover it, just like with Esme.

"How could he do this to you." His teeth were clenched as he spoke, hands turning into fists, and I held on to them, his rage disappearing, the soft pupils of his eyes locked on mine again. I rubbed my thumbs on his knuckles, as he did mine before and stared.

A vision of him taking of my Cullen crest entered my mind, and I went back to reality.

"Hmm.." He looked down and sighed, my hands tensed, and he smiled.

He began to unhook the crest of my choker very lightly, yet he wasn't in a rush either. He placed the lace below the crest beside him, and stood up half way to meet my eyes again. He was leveled to me and I could feel his face inches from mine. I was scared, he wasn't deciding on anything, and he kissed the scar Jasper gave me moments ago.

His lips were on my skin, my hands still in his, but he let go to place them on either side of the bed just right by me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face in the crook of it. He smelled like the forest, alive and growing. Had he been staying there this whole time? Watching us whenever we had our guard down?

He moved his mouth slightly, but it was on the same spot. My scar. Something I would have forever.

"I'm sorry." He said, I put a hand in his hair, and he stopped, replacing his mouth with his nose so he could talk. "I could've protected you." His hands snaked to my waist for a hug, and I hugged him back as tight.

"Edward, it doesn't hurt. It's just a scar." I tried to cheer him up, but he pulled away and looked at me in the eye again.

"A scar, forever." His fingers brushed the surface of my neck, I locked our fingers there.

"Don't worry about it." I smiled, I hoped it was promising. He reached for his denim jacket and darted out the room, his eyes were oblique for a split second just before he did.

Jasper was close by.