Authors Note: Thanks to all the readers again, I am now introducing Jasper and he will be finding out what's been happening to Bella, much to his horror. Next chapter will have their first confrontation and more tension/ characters/ everything :P Hope you are enjoying the holidays and I will try to post the next chapter soon!

Angelvnzl: Unfortunately, Gallus will get away, he still has a part to play in the later chapters. Death by wolves would be too easy for him. He still has some havoc to wreak. Thanks for reading and reviewing! :]

krystal214: Thanks for the review, and no this Peter is not Jasper's Peter, I think that would be a little too cruel, but I might add him in later chapters though. I've always like Charlotte and Peter's characters, and since this is a Jasper/Bella fic then I probably will add them in as supporting characters for Jasper. :)

KayJay112: I'm glad you like it so far, and yep, there will be some sort of confrontation between Jasper and Bella, she won't just fall into his arms like a sissy. I am excited to write their reunion but also kind of nervous :P But I'm hoping it'll turn out alright and all of you like it. Thanks for reviewing!

Chapter 4: Endeavors

Present Day Alaska at the Denali Clan

Jasper looked around him, at his coven, at the Denalis. They were all a family, the Denalis and the Cullens. Yet one of them was missing. Someone who should have become a part of their family a long time ago, someone whom they'd abandoned without a proper goodbye.

Isabella Swan.

As soon as he mentioned her name in his head, Edward whipped around and glared at him. Before Jasper could get a read on his emotions, he was gone, vanished into the woods. Everyone turned and looked at him with accusing eyes.

"I can't help my thoughts, would you like me to fetch him back?" he offered agitatedly.

"No, I will go, just please…Jasper, don't think of her anymore around him." Alice replied, meeting his gaze with regret etched across her petite features.

Yes, they were all a family. But this family had a hole, a massive wound in it, one that would not heal. They all pretended to be normal, happy even, but he knew better. He felt their regret, their sorrow, their underlying anger towards Edward for forcing them to abandon her, their sister and daughter. But no one went against his wishes, not even himself. She was in their thoughts every day, tormenting Edward, tormenting them. And they deserved it. They deserved to be tormented for leaving her behind, for breaking their promises to her, for taking away her second family.

There are few bonds as strong as those of love and family, and Jasper had felt her agony when those bonds were broken and Edward left her in the woods. It was crippling, he'd wanted to run back there and tell her they were lying, that they were staying, and Edward did love her. He would have done anything to stop her pain. But Edward had grabbed him and pushed him away, yelling at him for being there, commanding him to go, it was not his business. And so they left her, alone in the woods, suffering a broken heart. It was one of Jasper's greatest regrets.

These past few years had been harsh on them, not that they deserved any less. Yet it was especially harsh on Jasper, being an empath was not a gift in these circumstances, he was weighed down with his own guilt for Isabella, and then the rest of his family's as well. It was a volatile situation and Jasper had less control over himself because of it, nearly slipping and attacking a human more than once, further demeaning himself in his coven's eyes.

He needed to leave soon, before he did slip up. He would tell Carlisle, and Alice, and then he would try to leave tonight.

Jasper quietly left the familiar chatter of the other vampires and went upstairs to pack. When he was done he returned downstairs and signaled to Carlisle he needed to speak with him.

They entered the study and shut the door.

"Carlisle, I need to leave."

He sighed and said, "I am afraid that would be best Jasper… things are not… going well."

Jasper felt anger rise in him at his words. It was not his fault things were so tense.

"Yes well I plan on leaving as soon as I speak with Alice, if you would inform everyone else after I have left, that would be most appreciated," he stated tersely.

"Of course, and please keep in touch, you are still our son," Carlisle gave him a wan smile.

Jasper just looked at him, trying to contain his frustration, and nodded curtly.

He left immediately and knew that Alice would be outside waiting for him after seeing his decision.

As he expected, she pounced on him as soon as he reached the driveway.

"Alice… you know why I have to leave."

He held her close in his arms, missing her already.

"Will you come with me?" he whispered softly.

Her eyes teared up and she pulled away.

"I can't Jasper… you know we aren't true mates, and I have seen yours in the near future. She would feel threatened by me, and you have to find her on your own… she is beautiful and she seems familiar but I don't recognize her."

Jasper felt hope arise in his heart, his mate, his true mate was out there somewhere, waiting for him.

He smiled, "Ali-,"

"She is in pain Jasper… you need to find her quickly," she interrupted, her eyes wide and pleading.

Coldness washed over him, she was … in pain? He growled, when he found the ones causing her pain, he would rip them to shreds. No one was to hurt his mate.

"Can you tell me where she is?" he asked urgently.

"It looks like somewhere in Washington… but I'm not sure."

"I will start there then, let me know if you see anything else regarding her, promise me Alice," he demanded.

"I promise. Now go, Jasper," she hugged him close then watched as he ran off into the woods.

Hold on my mate… I will find you.

Present Day, Forks, Washington

Adam stood staring at the young man now holding Isabella.

The guy looked up, "I'm Jacob. Who're you?"

"Adam."

Adam recalled Isabella mentioning someone named Jake… he was the one who buried her alive. Was this him?

"How do you know Isabella?" he suspiciously asked the wolf turned human.

"We were friends… a long time ago," he cradled her in his arms, shuddering.

Before Adam could ask what happened, Isabella slowly opened her eyes and froze upon seeing whose arms she was in.

She hissed and darted out of his embrace. Terror and agony were still clouding her eyes as she tried to push away the memories that were threatening to overtake her again. She refused to succumb to them. She should be stronger than this!

"Bella…" Jacob reached out to her.

"No." she growled, flitting out of his reach.

All was silent for a moment, perfectly still. Shock hung in the air but was quickly dissipating, giving way to anger.

Jacob's eyes roamed over her new form.

"How could you let them turn you Bella? You were healing fine in the hospital, you were still human. But you just had to become one of them, you just couldn't be satisfied being human and living with me," he accused.

"How could you do it?"

Isabella let the fury give her strength. How dare he accuse her of betraying him, how dare he think that she belonged to him, or that being a vampire was wrong. One time, she had thought she loved him. But he had failed her. He abandoned her just as he did. Then he buried her alive… failing her again, leaving her to die slowly. Shouldn't he be glad she was still alive? If he truly loved her then he would be.

"How could I?" she hissed, "How could you? You were the one who left me, said that we couldn't be friends anymore. Then you buried me alive! And you didn't even visit me in the hospital… you never apologized for nearly killing me. You claim you love me but all you have done is show me how ignorant and heartless you are. I became a vampire because I had no one else. The Volturi took me in as one of their own and tried to mend me. They have shown me more love than you ever have."

As Adam watched their conversation, he was amazed at the change in Isabella, gone was the broken grief-stricken vulnerable young woman that seemed so innocent, in place was a righteous avenging angel utterly consumed with fury and fire. She was powerful, that was certain, and when facing those who wronged her, the vengeant angel arose and took command.

It was beautiful.

"You are nothing but a blood-sucker now Bella, and if you break the treaty, we will not hesitate to kill you." Jacob answered irately, unable to think of a suitable retort.

Adam intervened at that moment, irritated with the ignorant pup. He heard a faint howl in the distance.

"Run back to your master, dog. And be grateful we do not beat you like one." Adam snarled, now holding one arm around Isabella's shoulders, keeping her from tearing Jacob apart.

Jacob scowled and transformed, howling as he ran back to the other wolves.

"I hate them, Adam. I hate them all. Everyone who hurt me, who broke me, how could they do it? I don't understand how they could be so cruel…" Isabella cried, burying her face in Adam's chest.

His arms wrapped around her in a tender embrace, his heart ached for her, this shattered young woman. She had to face her pain, and though it was hard to watch, he knew it was necessary otherwise she would never be whole again. She might become like him, all those years ago, cold and unforgiving. He didn't want to see her become like that. So all he did was hold her as she cried her sorrows into his shoulder.

Adam felt unease as he glanced around them into the forest. They should leave.

"Isabella, may I carry you?" he inquired softly.

She nodded stiffly and he smoothly lifted her into his arms. She curled up protectively and rested her head in the crook of his neck, her long dark hair shielding her face.

Then he ran.

They returned to their hotel room and he gently extracted her and laid her down on the small mattress of the bed. She lay curled in a ball, her arms tightly tucked into her chest. Adam looked at her with forlorn crimson eyes but as he made to sit in the chair across from the bed she whispered for him to lie down.

Surprised, he slowly approached the bed and placed himself beside her, then brushed the hair out of her face so he could see her eyes. They were terrified. Without hesitation he gently tugged her into his chest and held her safely as she shivered in pain.

"You won't be in pain forever… I promise."

Jasper stepped into the old Cullen house, the echoing silence was melancholic, forcing him to remember days past when they had lived here happily. Now the house was woefully underkept, a fine layer of dust accumulated over the years coated everything, sheets hung over the furniture, dust motes floated through the air.

He glanced around mournfully. If only he hadn't succumbed to the blood lust on Isabella's birthday… if only they could have stayed…

This place had been a good home for them, despite the wolves living so near.

In Carlisle's family, he had found peace, love, and enjoyed true happiness. But now the family was wounded, it was slowly breaking apart, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. They had not checked up on nor heard anything of Isabella Swan since they left, heeding Edwards's wishes. But they were suffering because of his choice. How long would this continue? He knew Carlisle and Esme would feel guilty for years to come; Alice would mourn the sister and friend they lost forever. Emmett and Rose, well he was certain Emmett would miss his little sister, and Rose might feign indifference but he knew she missed Bella too. And they had eternity to regret and suffer their guilt… it would not end soon.

Jasper did not know when Edward would come to his senses and return to her, but he almost wondered if she even deserved him. He knew Isabella had loved Edward, he'd felt genuine love radiating off her whenever she was around him and the family as well. It was too cruel of him to just leave her… it should be impossible for one to leave their mate.

Jasper could not even imagine how Isabella could have survived their abandonment, if the family he loved and cherished close to his heart just upped and left without him, he didn't think he would have wanted to survive…

Maybe… he could just check in on her… just one look, to make sure she was alright. He just had to see her, one last time, then he would focus on searching for his mate.

As he neared the Swan's house, he picked up old and new vampire scents; they were all different, maybe four or five of them. That couldn't be a good sign… but one of them might be his mate.

He came upon an old house that stood in what should have been Isabella's house. Confusion flitted across his face, why was it abandoned? He must have the wrong place… no, he hoped he had the wrong place. His fears were confirmed though when he looked at the old rusted mailbox that had the name Swan etched across it, with faded lettering.

Where had they gone? Maybe they just moved elsewhere, perhaps Isabella went back to Florida to live with her mother.

His mind was running with different possibilities when the old lady next door sitting on the porch called out to him.

"Son, you lookin' fer the Swans?" the older woman croaked out in a shaky voice.

He turned his head and looked at her surprised before walking over to her porch.

"Yes ma'am, I am, could you tell me where they might be?" he replied politely, stopping on the sidewalk.

"Chief Swan passed away nearly thirteen years ago when his daughter went missin', maybe two years afta' that she was found near bout dead in th' woods. Don't know where she went to afta' she got out of th' hospital. She still owns th' house but she ain't never visited since her daddy's death," she answered, happy to gossip.

Jasper masked his shock under a neutral face. A slight frown crossed his face and he thanked the old woman respectfully before leaving and started walking towards town.

He knew they should have checked in on her earlier! Goddamnit Edward!

She went missing…right after they left, taken by either humans or vampires. Oh gods poor Isabella. They left her and she was kidnapped, nearly killed, all because Edward wanted her to live a fucking human life. They should have changed her! Then they could have lived happily ever after and all this could have been avoided.

Now who knows where she was, or if she was even alive.

He wanted to tell Alice, so badly, but he had to find Isabella first. He would find her and set things right, he owed it to her. Then he would call the family and bring her back to them if she would let him.

He was torn between finding Isabella, and finding his mate. Something told him he had to find them quick, before it was too late, and finally Isabella won out. He had mourned her for too long and he owed it to her to help her first, hopefully someone in Forks could help him find her.

So he headed into town anxious to pick up some indications of Isabella's whereabouts.