"Momma?" I awoke to a chubby hand on my face and a soft voice in my ear.

"Hmm?"

"I'm hungry."

"I got it." Jasper mumbled, sitting up in bed.

"Thank you, daddy." Andrew whispered, crawling over to Jasper's lap.

I heard Jasper mutter a quiet thank you, carrying Andrew out of the room on his hip. I lay in bed thinking over what had happened in the past days.

Jasper came back. I left Edward for Jasper. Jasper met Andrew. Andrew became a superstar overnight. Jasper proposed. Wait, WHAT?

I looked down at my left ring finger and sure enough, there was a ring on my finger.

Not just any ring, the ring. The ring he used when he first proposed. The ring that was going to be the death of me.

"Momma," Andrew whispered, his head poking in, "daddy says to come eat."

"I'll be right there."

I wandered into the kitchen, staring at my finger. I sat at the small table and watched Jasper with Andrew.

He let Andrew help the way he wanted to help, but made sure he couldn't get hurt. He would occasionally push his unruly, bleach blond curls away from his eyes. He smiled and high-fived him if he did something right. If Andrew got frustrated Jasper would help him with whatever it was. And finally- the pancakes were done.

"Something smells delicious." I smiled up at Jasper as he placed a plate of pancakes in front of me.

"Banana pancakes!" Andrew grinned, climbing up onto the chair between mine and Jaspers.

"Yum."

Jasper had been staring at my ring all morning and after we put Andrew down for a nap, he swept me up into his arms and carried me back to the room.

"Let's talk." He mumbled against my neck.

"About?" I giggled.

"This," he motioned between us.

"Okay."

"You don't have to, if you don't want to. I just wouldn't be able to handle it if I was left at the alter again. Plus what would happen to Andrew if we split up?" He whispered, his head resting on my shoulder.

I lay back on the bed and he followed, "I'm not leaving you this time Jasper. I promise you that. I've left you before and it would be like killing myself if I did it again. Never could I live without you anymore."

"Can we… talk... about what happened? Why did you say yes? Why did you leave me?"

"I wasn't ready Jasper, I found out about Andrew a week before the wedding. I thought you would leave me, so I left you. I didn't want to get rid of Andrew or put him up for adoption. I wanted to be a singer, you knew that, but how was I supposed to take care of Andrew, keep you happy, and live out my dream. I knew it wouldn't work out. I had to leave you. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Jazzy. I never meant to hurt you." I was sobbing into his chest at this point.

"Why didn't you tell me? Do you really think I wouldn't want you to be happy? You wanted to be a singer and I accepted that, why wouldn't I accept that we had a child?" His arms wound around me as he pulled me closer.

"Jazzy?" I yawned after awhile.

"Hmm?"

"I do." I whispered, before falling asleep happily.

It's not much, but I wanted to get something up for you guys.

I would update more, but school and cheer has been kicking my ass. I'm sorry. I planed to have a little more Andrew action in this chapter, but I'll have to save that for the next chapter. (Which I'll try to get up next week.)

Well, tryouts are on the 8th. Wish me luck!