As always... I own nothing. It all belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

As I said before, I am keeping true to my plan to refrain from making author notes which may give away any future plot. I still warn you that the male vamps in my fic are dominant bastards by nature even though Bella has never really witnessed any significant dominating behaviors first hand. We only ever saw the Cullen's from Bella's eyes and what they allowed her to see them as. Thus, my version of them are how I feel they really are behind the masks. Sorry if you don't like then don't read.

This chapter will have a big time jump. I know that I kind of left the last chapter on a little of a cliffie and you are wondering how the hell I can do a time jump and still keep on track. Well I think I can and no I ain't the little freakin' engine that could. What happened in the throne room will be left for Bella to explain later on. Work with me here people. ;-)

And on with it...

Chapter 4: Isn't someone missing me?

Jasper POV

30 years later...

Damn am I bored. Bored to death! Pun ab-sol-fucking-lutely intended. Here I am getting ready for yet another one of Edward's 'bachelor' parties to another wedding to yet another human girl. Number 10 to be exact. Same ole song different girl. He will meet the poor little frail human girl in high school. Stalk said human. Fall in love. Tease the human while molding her into his ideal perfect mate. Marriage. Honeymoon on Isle Esme. Clean up golden boy's slip up after he fucks and drains his 'wife'. Edward and family morns for his 'beloved'. Then a year later we start high school in a new town and it all begins again. We haven't even made it to college in over 30 years. Eddie boy would never admit as much but he won't 'hunt' for a mate of college age because they are already too independent and opinionated for him to mold and manipulate. So high school it must be for the Cullen coven. Oh my bad 'family'.

"Jazzy, you will behave tonight won't you? And please don't let the others ruin my best friend's wedding tomorrow." Ali asks me softly with her eyes downcast in an attempt to look vulnerable.

"I don't even want to attend this sham of a celebration to the end of Eddie's bachelorhood. We will be doing this same fucking thing again in another two or three years. What is the point really? I can't even stand to be around Rebecca. He should just fuck her and drain her now before even more attention is brought down on this coven from the investigations once he becomes her husband. She knows what we are and is scared shitless to even be in the same room with any one of us including you her so called best friend unless Edward is right beside her. But she still manages to be a bitch to everyone. Rose is a sweetheart compared to her. I don't give a fuck about her wedding."

"Shhh... Jazzy she is downstairs and will hear you."

"So fucking what. She ain't gonna be around much longer to worry about."

"What if I said I had a surprise for you?" She asks sauntering up to me with her eyes on my crotch. I just cross my arms over my chest and arch an eyebrow at her. "It will be here in five minutes." she purred while running her perfectly manicured finger down my unbutton shirt.

"And what would this surprise be?"

"You'll see. I knew you would be unhappy this weekend during all of the wedding events. So I made some arrangements. I hope you like it."

"We shall see."

Five minutes to the second I heard a car pull up in the drive outside. A minute later I hear bellowing laughter and a "Major were the fuck are you? I thought your momma taught you how to properly greet a guest." Fucking Peter. Well this ought to be entertainin'. I can't just see Eddie boy now with a horrified look on his face at the arrival of my brother.

"Be down in a minute, fucker. Cool yer heels." My accent always more noticeable around him.

I take Ali by the waist and bring my head down to short shit level and crash my lips to hers. "Thanks Darlin."

"You're welcome, Jazzy. Just please make sure he behaves around Rebecca for me. Please."

"Don't ask me that. You invited him. Peter is Peter and there ain't no tamin' him. Eddie will just have to suck it up." I give her another kiss on top of the head. She really is a good little mate.

I finish putting my clothes on and finish it all off with a pair of my favorite alligator cowboy boots.

"Seriously, Jazzy? Boots? I thought I threw all of those out?"

"You did. I got another pair. You know I can shop for my own clothes and things you know. And shut it about the damn boots. I'll wear what I please tonight." She turned and went into the other room in with a huff.

I make my way downstairs and there sits Peter right beside Rebecca on the sofa with his eyes right on her chest. Edward is sitting on the other side of her with a constipated scowl on his face looking directly at Peter. No telling what kind of sadistic fantasies he is envisioning with little Becca. Probably the same ones we all have had. A little blood play is a fucking turn on. Shit now I'm hard. Peter looks to me and wiggles his eyebrows. Fucker knows me too well.

"Ahhh... So Becca,"

"Rebecca please." Human say what? Bitch. Blood play is lookin' even better than a bachelor party tonight.

I stifle a growl, "RE-becca, I see you have met my brother, Peter." She nods stiffly without looking at at him. "Have you had the honor to meet the lovely Mrs. Peter Whitlock?" She nodded again.

Charlotte swayed into the room with a "Sure did, Major. But I don't thing she likes me all that much seein' is she asked me why was dressed like poor trailer trash when all vampires are wealthy? Good thing I don't take offense too easily though." She then stated low enough for only the vampires to hear, "stupid fucking snotty bitch."

Charlotte came over to me turned me so my back was to the others in the room and gave me a strong hug and a chaste kiss on the lips all while grinding good and hard on my cock. Causing me to growl too low for the human to hear. "Later, Darlin'."

I received a soft, "Missed you, Major." in return. I gave her a quick smack on the ass. And the human was none the wiser other than the noise she heard.

"So, boys you better git goin' and have fun tonight and don't do nothin' I wouldn't do." says Charlotte with a wink and running her index finger across her lips and down her neckline and across the skin just above the top of her big tits. She knows I love that mouth and those tits. Fuckin' tease.

Peter shoots off of the sofa and slaps Edward on the back with a, "Ready to get this show on the road, Eddie boy? I've got plenty of loose bills to cover you so no need to ask Daddy for any spendin' money, young man. Just remember One dollar and Five dollar bills for the girls on stage. Fifty dollar bills for those walking around in the club and hundred dollar bills for those delicious little vixens behind the curtains. My treat boy. Let's move out. Ginger, Peaches, and Honey will only be there until 2 am." I think Edward just may be the first ever vampire to shit himself. The human is pissed.

"What is going on Edward? I thought you said it was just a hunting trip?"

"Oh it is dumplin' and what a sinful hunt it will be." Peter answers her with a wink.

She jumps from the sofa and stomps to the door to get into her pink Volvo. Yes I said pink and I said Volvo. Such a fucking princess. Once she discovered Edward was essentially a billionaire she dropped the statement of how she always wished she could have a pink car. And Eddie being who he is bought her a fucking powder puff pink Volvo SUV. What more is there to say. She is bitching him out, "I'll see you tomorrow at the church, Edward. Don't make me regret marrying you." And he responds with a kiss to her forehead and, "Never. I love you. You are my life now."

After the little bitch is gone we all pile into Emmett's completely restored Hummer Hum-Vee. Emmett in the driver's seat with Eddie boy riding shotgun. Carlisle, Peter and myself in the back. The hour drive into the city is made in relative silence as everyone except Peter has been down this road before.

We arrive at the Eager Beaver Gentleman's Club in St. Paul. We walk inside and are immediately greeted by whom I assume to be the manager. "Right this way Mr. Cullen. We have reserved the VIP section for your group. My name is Conrad and your server will be Candy." He lead us to a large round table that could easily sit 12 people. It was in the back corner of the club close to the stage and staircase that lead to the upstairs loft. You could see the entire club from this table and it had a convenient access to a back fire exit door. "Please have an enjoyable evening, Gentlemen." Emmett handed the guy a wad of money and he was gone in a flash.

"Come he often, Em?" I asked.

"Nope. First time. Other than last month when I stopped by to reserve the table."

We all sit down around the table when Candy arrived asking what we wanted to drink. We all ordered triple shots of their strongest whiskey. Well everyone except Edward. Fucking prude and its supposed to be his party. See vampires can only consume blood and high octane alcohol. It doesn't take a lot to get us drunk less than the average human actually, but the venom burns it out of our system fairly quickly. So we can keep going at a moderate pace.

Just as the night was moving along and we no longer monopolized Ginger, Honey, and Peaches time, we heard a large group of guys across the club getting rowdy and started a fight with the bouncers. We didn't need that sort of attention so we left the club and drove to the local karaoke bar, Sing-sations. Peter and I loved to sing and play guitars.

We walked in an the placed was packed. We seated ourselves at the only open table which was next to the stage. The waitress came for our order and once again ordering shots of whiskey. After a few drinks and a few people trying to sing, the MC announced, "well everyone give it up for our very own Bell from behind the bar."

The crowd erupted into applause and a small female was making her way to the stage. I could make out her face as her head was turned in the opposite direction. She was about 5'5" long brown hair that hung past her hips and had a rockin' hot body. She walked around to the back of the stage instead of the front and selected the song she was going to sing. She still never met our gaze.

The music started and I recognized the tune immediately. It was an old song from Evanescence called, Missing. She began singing and she had the most beautifully erotic voice I had ever heard.

Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be home again.

She walked out onto the stage with her head down and stepped in front of an air vent that blew her scent around our table and holy fucking shit I had never came across a scent so sinfully innocent and beautiful. I noticed out of my peripherals as I could not take my eyes off of her that all eyes at our table were black as night. And just as quick as her scent was there it was gone and I longed and ached for it again. I noticed that Peter's gaze was completely focused on the girl as well. She crawled up on a stool and crossed her legs under her and then raised her chin to meet all of our eyes and continued to sing. Holy fucking shit. Isabella Swan.

Maybe someday you'll look up,
And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one:
"Isn't something missing?"

You won't cry for my absence, I know -
You forgot me long ago.
Am I that unimportant...?
Am I so insignificant...?
Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?

As she continued her perfectly selected lyrical reality bomb, she would look at each of us with a completely blank stare devoid of any emotion. As I take this into consideration I can't feel any emotions coming off of her either. All I am getting is a constant hum of numbness as if she were in a coma. She still looked young maybe 19 or 20, but had developed into all woman. My god she is a vision. She kept bringing that blank gaze back to Peter giving him soft gentle smiles that never reached her eyes. I didn't like it. Edward must have heard my inner ramblings as he turned to me and growled a deep warning growl. I was feeling him at his most possessive and obsessive ever. He has never been this strongly enthralled before not even when he and Bella were together over 30 years ago.

Even though I'm the sacrifice,
You won't try for me, not now.
Though I'd die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't someone missing me?

We have to talk to her to find out what the fuck happened and why she is still so young looking. The MC said she was a barmaid here. We can just ask her after she finishes her song.

Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be home again.
I know what you do to yourself,
I breathe deep and cry out,
"Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?"

And if I bleed, I'll bleed,
Knowing you don't care.
And if I sleep just to dream of you
I'll wake without you there,
Isn't something missing?
Isn't something...

The crowd erupted in applause again. I can't blame them she has a hypnotic voice. Addictive. I didn't have to say anything to the others at the table they were all on my heels as soon as I stood. I was looking around for her and she seemed to just disappear from the club. I asked the guy behind the bar where she went and he said he didn't have a fucking clue and wasn't his turn to fucking take roll call. DICK. After a few minutes I appeared that she wasn't returning to the bar and so we settled the tab and headed back to the Hummer. There leaning against Emmett's Hum-Vee she was looking at the ground.

"You wanted to talk. So fucking talk. I need to get back to work. And on with my life without you sorry fucking Cullens in it."

TBC...

AN: Dun, Dun, Dun!

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