Chapter 7: Of Course, General

Marisol's POV

2 Weeks Later

The Cullens were playing baseball. Bella and I were watching. Jasper got up to bat and winked at me. I smiled and he Rosalie threw the ball. With a loud crack, the ball flew to left field. I watched as Jasper ran around the bases and slid to home. I smiled. Soon the game was over and Rose's team won. I never really understood why Rose liked me more than Bella. Well, why she didn't like Bella but I'm not complaining.

"Hey darlin" Jasper said with his southern accent. His accent was soooooo sexy.

"Hey."

"We're all going back to the house."

"Alright." I hoped off the rock I was sitting on and stood next to him. His 6'1" figured toward over my 5'3".

"Jasper," Emmett whined, "Can I run her back?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because, she'll be lucky to come back in one piece with you." I laughed. Jasper picked me up bridal style and carried me back to the house and into his room. I smiled as he set me down on his couch and sat down next to me. I smiled and he put on the TV. We started to watch Act of Valor.

"Warfare sure has changed," he said. I was glad I could talk to Jasper because he had been through war and he knew not to pry. I nodded. He leaned down and captured my lips. He laid me back on the couch, hovering above me. He kissed my jaw and then down to my neck. I moaned as he found my sweet spot. I felt him smirk and make his way back to my lips. I buried my hands in his hair. I opened my mouth, and our tongues dance a passionate tango. His hands went to the curve of my hips as he kissed me. My hands went down and unbutton his shirt. He threw it across the room. I let my hands run over his chest. His hand slipped under my shirt. I loved the feeling of his icy skin on my warm skin. Things were going great until my phone started to ring.

"Jasper," I breathed.

"Don't answer it," he growled in my ear.

"Jazz, I have to." He sighed and sat up. I sat up and answered my phone. Jasper grabbed his shirt and left to give me privacy.

"Hello." I said.

"Hello. Is this Sergeant Beatrix Swan?"

"Speaking?"

"This is General Henry White."

"This is her. How are you General?"

"Good and you?"

"Good. May I ask why you are calling?"

"We are calling to tell you that you are going to be deployed." I nearly dropped the phone.

"Oh. When?"

"Next week. We need you in Seattle. You are going to Iraq."

"Oh."

"I know it will be your second tour of duty. You will be there for a year."

"Okay."

"I shall see you soon, Sergeant."

"Of course, General. Good bye."

"Goodbye." I hung up the phone and sighed. I was leaving. Going back to hell. I closed my eyes and ran my hand through my hair. I heard the door open but I didn't look.

"Are you alright, darling?" I heard Jasper's voice and felt someone sit on the couch. I shook my head.

"What's wrong?" I opened my eyes and looked at him. Tears welled up in my eyes. I didn't want to go back. He wrapped his arms around me as I cried into his chest. He spoke soothing words in my ear.

"T-they're making me go b-back. B-back to I-Iraq," I managed to choke out between the tears. He tightened his hold around me. We stayed like that for a while until I finally stopped. He wiped the remaining tears with his thumb.

"Can you take me home? I have to tell Charlie."

"Of course." He stood up and extended his hand to help me up. I grabbed my phone. We walked down stairs and Bella immediately ran to me. We have this thing where we can tell if each other is sad. I call it The Sister Sense.

"What's wrong?" She asked

"I'm going back."

"What?"

"Yeah."

"You were just there. God"

"It's been over a year. And I'm going for a shorter tour. 12 months."

"Have you called Charlie yet."

"I'm going to tell him now."

"Wait, I'm confused," Emmett said

"I'm, being deployed next week."

"Where?" Esme asked.

"Iraq." Esme came over and hugged me. I loved Esme. Rose came and hugged me too. I smiled as Jasper and I walked out of the house. The car ride was silent. He had his hand on my leg. None of us could think of what to say. I fiddled with Jasper's dog tags. I was going to bring these. I needed some part of him with me. We pulled up to the house. He kissed me lightly and I got out. I walked in and saw Charlie sitting and watching the game.

"Hey, Beatrix."

"Hey Charlie."

"How was the baseball?"

"Good."

"Where's Bella?"

"She's still at the Cullen's. I came home early."

"Why?"

"Well, I got a call today."

"From?"

"General White. He told me I'm being deployed to Iraq again next week." The color drained from his face as he took another swing of beer.

"Does Bella know?"

"Yes, I told after I found out."

"And the Cullen's?"

"Yes." Charlie sniffed and I saw tears well up in his eyes. I walked over and hugged him.

"It's going to be okay."

"How do you know? Last time you were there you were shot. What if something worse happens?"

"Dad, I'm a veteran. I won't make the same mistake twice." He sniffed and pulled away from the embrace. "And I'll only be gone for a year. That's six months less than before." He nodded and stood up. He picked up the picture of me when I graduated from BMT.

"I was so proud of you that day. The excitement on your face was just. Then you were deployed and we were told you got shot. You have no idea how much I wanted to do something but couldn't." I nodded. "The only way I stopped worrying was when I saw you walking towards us." I smiled and hugged him.

"I love you, Dad"

"I love you, too, Beatrix"

**I know y'all have been gearing up for this. No one has reviewed for me. (Sniff) Maybe (sniff) i won't write. i'l be like those people who start stories and never finish them jk but don't you hate that**