A/N: You people...are awesome! All the reviews! I'm on Cloud 9. And here this was only gonna be a one-shot. This has turned into a multi-chapter fic. I'm not entirely happy with this chapter. I love opinions as long as they're smart opinions, which means nothing pointlessly mean. I'm not a complete wimp. Well, I take that back. I am a wimp but not right now.
Queen Chanel: I hope this tiny honeymoon scene is good. I tried to make it work. I was able to put a tiny slot of Rosalie in there but more of her as well as Esme and the others is coming. Make sure to tell me if you hate it.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the twilight characters. Stephenie Meyer owns them all.
Leah's POV
Wow. My eyes took in the room in front of me. Fancy digs. If I had known this was coming for my honeymoon, I'd have gone through that plane ride with a smile on my face and believe me, it wouldn't have been easy.
There had been this real whiny kid who complained the whole way. First, his game station broke and then he was hungry and then he said I looked weird! When that happened, Jasper turned slightly to make sure his mother wasn't looking, put his hand on the kid's head and sent him a nice wave of lethargy. Kid knocked out. Unfortunately, the brat woke up and puked. You think it's bad for humans? Try having a super sense of smell. Jasper covered his nose inconspicuously and I buried my face in his arm, taking in his scent instead.
By the time it ended, we were both relieved to breathe in the fresh air of South America. The house apparently belonged to Emmett and Rosalie who were letting us use it as their wedding gift to us. There was a large wilderness area not too far which meant Jasper could hunt and I could run if I wanted to.
Jasper walked past me, putting my bag by the couch and looked at me.
"You alright, love?" he asked me.
"This place is gorgeous," I told him. He looked around and then shrugged, unimpressed. "We'll have to really thank Emmett and Rosalie when we get home."
"He's curious to see how much damage we'll cause," Jasper said as I looked out the window. I turned.
"Damage?" Jasper paused and he looked at me very intensely.
"Emmett and Rosalie are very...aggressive when participating in certain...activities," Jasper said carefully. "He wants to compare us to them." It took me a moment to process that and then mortification hit me. I blushed.
"Has he no shame?" I shifted uncomfortably. Jasper chuckled and took me into his arms lovingly.
"It's just Emmett being Emmett," he said, kissing my jawline.
"He's an idiot." I lost myself in his touch, increasingly aware of his hands as he traced my spine, his lips gently kissing my neck.
"I know but after a while, you realize he can't help it." I giggled. "We can unpack later. I have other matters to attend to, Mrs. Whitlock." He was slowly leading me down the large hall to what I guessed was the bedroom.
"Attend away..."
Squinting my eyes open, I felt the soft Egyptian cotton sheets beneath me, practically begging me to fall asleep again. I would have, too, if I had seen my husband next to me. Instead, a slip of paper sat on his empty pillow. I reached over lazily and grabbed it, straining to focus though still tired eyes.
Went hunting. Be back soon. I love you. Jasper.
I dropped the slip and sat there for a minute, trying to wake up. My eyes were drawn to a large hole in the wall. I rubbed my eyes and looked at it again. That had to have been Jasper. That explained why there was plaster on my head. Oops. The mattress is a goner, too. That was also Jasper. It was torn quite severely. I then saw the shredded fabric on the floor.
"That was me." I snickered and made my way to the shower.
By the time I got out, Jasper had returned and was on the phone. He took a moment to kiss me and wish me a good morning and then I could distinctly hear Alice on the other line, asking how things were so far.
Jasper and Alice. Their separation had really hit the Cullen family hard and not once had I asked what really happened. I remembered seeing them joined at the hip for so long at the house and at the slightest threat, he'd go to her rescue. It seemed like he would have followed her anywhere. I saw the Cullens the day after the split and the gloom had been so thick, I could smell it. It vanished pretty quickly when Nikolai came into the picture but even so, going to the Cullens felt like going to a funeral.
"Yes, thank you for calling, Alice," Jasper smiled. "We'll see everyone soon. Goodbye." He hung up and I took a deep breath.
"Jasper? Can I ask you something a bit personal?" I hated the idea of asking about the ex on the honeymoon but I wanted to know.
"Of course, Leah. You can ask me anything." His topaz eyes flashed with concern as if he were worried for me.
"What really happened between you and Alice?" The question hung on the air and his face smoothed out into indifference. I wondered if I should have waited to ask but he sighed and gave a slight chuckle.
"I didn't think you'd ever ask." I touched his arm softly.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." I hated seeing this expression on his face. It was something between pain and acceptance.
"It's fine," he stared at the phone. "I loved Alice like you loved Sam. She gave me reason to hope again and she saved me from what I was. I will always love her but what we had, faded." He paused a long moment here. I didn't think he'd continue but he did. "We stopped confiding in one another, stopped sharing the same bed, in fact, it seemed as if we avoided each other as much as possible. I knew our relationship wasn't going to last much longer as did she. We still wanted the friendship we always had and in an effort to preserve it, we made the decision to separate."
"I'm sorry," I whispered. He whirled to stare at me with wide eyes.
"Why?" he said in disblief. "You had nothing to do with it."
"Yes but it was still hard on you." I could understand missing what you once had. Visiting memories, painful and good. Dad always told me to never regret my memories because in the end, they make you a strong person.
"I think the others took it with more pain," he sounded amused. "When we announced it to the others, the atmosphere became incredibly sorrowful. I think Carlisle was worried it would tear up the family. Esme, too. However, most of the concern was about us individually. They didn't want us to be alone. We reassured them that it was for the best but things didn't get back to normal until Nikolai came in." I scowled.
"Creeptacular, himself," I shivered.
"He really is a good guy," he said. "He's an old acquaintance of our Irish friends and they sent him here when he expressed an interest to adapt to our diet. He makes Alice happy though things weren't entirely complete until you came." That's my Jasper. Always so romantic.
It was nice to know a bit more into what had really happened though Jasper was never one to really go into details. I'd have to talk to Alice if I wanted anymore. Luckily, it hadn't been one of those painful splits. I don't think I would have been able to handle seeing Jasper's perfect face in mourning. Even seeing it partially made your heart break.
By the time we finally headed back, it had been around two weeks since the wedding. A nice fourteen days away from the family and the plane ride had been a lot better than the first time around.
"Yay! You're back!" Alice jumped up and hugged me. Rosalie appeared, her arms folded and her stunning beauty almost taking me by surprise.
"How much damage do I have to expect from you two? Is my house still standing?" she asked. I figured she'd ask something like that.
"Yes. It was much appreciated though."
"Emmett's idea. Not mine but you're welcome." Jasper was greeting the others and to my surprise, Rosalie suddenly came in front of me, her eyebrows furrowed as she inhaled deeply. "Are you alright?"
"Yes. Usually you're hostile. This is a change of pace." Seriously. This girl never seemed to like me even remotely and now she's asking me if I'm alright. Rosalie was okay. I held nothing against her and I had to admit her jibes at Jake were hilarious. But she had ignored me most of the time and remained distant, even after I imprinted on her brother. Her golden eyes took on a flash of confusion, as if something were wrong.
"You smell different...like a vampire," she shrugged. "Just pointing it out. You and Jasper probably had too much fun." She walked away gracefully and said nothing else. At least my smell wasn't offending her at the moment. I touched Jasper's arm, shaking her words off.
"I'm gonna go see my mom," I told him. "I'll be back soon." He nodded and kissed me.
It felt good to run again. I had stayed human during my entire honeymoon and it was nice to stretch my legs out and take in the scent that I called 'home'. I couldn't feel anyone in my mind so obviously, it was just me.
'What the hell?' I thought to myself. 'I feel so heavy.' It seemed to take a lot more effort to get me streaking through the forest. I pushed it off as only lack of excercise and that it would be easy after phasing a few times. Upon reaching La Push, I happily returned to my human form. I would never go that long without phasing again. Not if it led to feeling this crummy.
"Leah!" I looked up and saw Seth running toward me, a wide giant grin on his face. Behind him, Embry and Jake were keeping pace, also grinning. "I'm glad you made it back. We missed ya."
"Missed you guys, too," I smiled. Embry waved a hand in front of his face.
"You reek, Clearwater," he informed me. "Like vamp. What happened? Too much with Jasper?" I turned to him in annoyance.
"Wow. I never knew a greeting could suck so bad," I growled. "First Rosalie and now you. Look, I'm married to Jasper so get used to the smell. It's sticking around. And my last name is Whitlock now." Embry put his hands up in defense and then pointed.
"Fine, fine, but you've gained some weight, too." Okay. That wasn't funny. I just get home and he points out something completely rude! You never tell a girl that she gained weight unless you want to lose a limb or worse! And here I thought Embry had been the quiet sweet one besides Seth!
"What the hell?!" I threw my hands up in the air. "I haven't gained a single pound! Look! I---" I stopped short when looking at my stomach.
It was swollen. Noticeably. I had eaten the same and even if I gained weight, would it just gather in a single place like that? Not even! I never gained weight, not since becoming a wolf. I touched it and it didn't feel like fat. No. Not at all. It felt firm. My brothers had gone quiet and as I looked up at them briefly, Jake had paled. Embry was very still and Seth looked horrified. I couldn't be...no...
It was impossible.
A/N: There you go. A bit rushed but it's as good as it's gonna get right now. I've had a rough couple of days. I almost crashed a car into a building! That's what I get for stepping on the gas instead of the brake. I didn't spell check so point out any of it to me, okay? I don't know when I can update but it's coming. Bear with me. The story should get better.
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