I am so sorry for the late chapter. I had typed it all out and then my laptop crashed. It usually autosaves but it didn't this time but I was tired so I spent the next few days trying to find the effort in writing it out again. But here it is now.

Disclaimer: I do not own twilight but I do on the other hand, own the plot.

Rosalie's POV

Maybe I had just been in denial. Adding up all the facts, I just couldn't see it being just a coincidence so I tried one more test. I called his name and as I did so, his face was full of recognition. He knew that name! He remembered his name! It was the look that he gave me when I realised it was him. It really was him!

It all made sense. He said my name because he knew me. He followed me around because he knew me. He remained in the place where I had left him because he knew me; he thought that I would come back for him but I didn't. I had just left him there in the cold where my dad and Emmett had found him. And despite leaving him in the torturous weather, he still came running back to me and still refuses to leave my side.

We had brought Jasper home. He was leaning against me as we sat in the lounge. Carlisle was on the phone to Charlie, discussing the situation we were in right now. There was no way he was leaving us now. He has been missing for twelve years and I was not letting him get out of my sight ever again.

Alice entered the room and had a huge grin on her face so somebody had told her the miracle news. She crouched by the sofa and gazed at my brother in amazement. It felt great to call him that.

"So it's Jasper. I knew it would be something strange yet amazing" she said.

Jasper didn't even seem to take any notice of her. He just had his chin rested on my shoulder as his eyes were closed but his ears kept twitching every now and again. I stroked his soft, blond locks as they reminded me that he was really here. I never thought that I would see this day. I smiled at my sister for her effort in trying to make Jasper realise that I wasn't the only one in the room. It hadn't worked though.

"We're definitely keeping him now aren't we?" Alice said with a big grin on her face.

I knew Alice liked him and would be glad to live in the same house with him. She had known him for half a year after all. Which reminds me; after all this time we had thought that she was making friends with animals but she had actually been keeping my missing and assumed dead brother company. Had he even been injured when he got out of the car accident?

"I can't let him go again" I whispered.

"Then you won't. Dad wouldn't give him up because he knows how important Jasper is to you. He's not like that" Alice pointed out.

Despite that, I still had a feeling that there was something holding us all back in taking him in. My parents were dead so Jasper had nobody to go to but would Carlisle really take in a boy so wild? Even if it was my brother? I wouldn't talk to him ever again if he let Jasper go.

Jasper's head suddenly jolted up as he twisted in the direction of the lounge door. He began to growl and glare but a few seconds later, we heard a knock. Jasper's growling got louder as he ran from my side and crouched by the door as if he was going to pounce on a victim.

"Jasper, it's okay" I calmed him.

He looked my way but didn't move from his position. "Come here, Jazz" I tried again.

With that, he ran towards me and stayed closed to my side. He did the same gesture as always as he rubbed the side of his head on my shoulder but I noticed how his ears twitched a little at the sound of the person behind the door.

"Come in but slowly" Alice warned.

Edward's head popped around a second later and his eyes darted towards Jasper. Jasper's growls became louder and stronger as he bared his teeth at him. Edward froze. I knew that it scared him with the way Jasper acts. It's not every day that you come across a wild boy that acts like a guard dog. I put my hand on Jasper's chest and his growling ceased almost immediately. But that didn't stop his death glare at Edward.

"I heard the news" he quietly spoke. "I guess that explains everything"

Not everything. It didn't explain how he had survived the cold, dangerous animals, lack of food, dirty water etc. It only explained how he had been acting comfortable around me and nobody else (Well, maybe a little around Alice).

"It's a shame that he ended up like that though" he pointed out.

Yes, it was strange having a very animalistic brother but I would rather him be like this while by my side than die in the wreck as a normal boy. I wouldn't change it for the world.

"He's here. That's what matters" I replied spitefully.

"I know. Anyway...mum has reheated dinner so she's just about to serve it if you're hungry" Edward informed.

I was definitely hungry, especially because our meal was delayed due to Jasper and going by my brothers skinny frame, I was sure that he was hungry too but I had a bad feeling about this because I highly doubt that a wild boy would just 'sit' at a table. After nodding at Edward, I followed him out of the lounge although Jasper kept jumping in front of me to keep a far distance between us. He seemed to allow Alice by my side though.

Once we were in the dining room, Edward joined Emmett who was already sitting at the table. Once he saw Jasper, a huge grin appeared on Emmett's face but Jasper just replied with a very small growl. I don't think he likes being looked at. Just as Alice sat at the table too, Carlisle walked in the room with a shirt in his hand. Was he seriously still trying to put that thing on him? Because he clearly didn't like wearing it.

I gestured my hand out to my dad to pass the shirt over; he was more likely to keep it on if I put the shirt on him. Carlisle gave it to me so I turned to Jasper and put it over his head which he allowed. He also put his arms through the sleeves by himself so at least he was learning how to put one on after Carlisle's countless attempts.

"Now keep it on" I told him.

"Keep on, Rose" he whispered back.

I smiled at this. 12 years later and he still has the parrot habit of copying what I say. He didn't do it to anybody else when they spoke to him. Maybe he just likes talking to me. I think it was very cute. I led him over to a chair so that he could sit at the table but despite sticking close to me, he didn't budge.

"Come on, Jazz" I tried.

Instead, he bolted in the opposite direction into the lounge again. Carlisle and I followed him out to find him sitting high in the window sill, looking out at the trees far away. I knew that he would miss living out there. It had been his home for twelve years after all.

"Dad? What's going to happen?" I asked him as he watched Jasper.

"Well, your mother wanted to wait a while before she decides what happens but now she has figured out who he is...I don't know. We still need to have a talk about it. Charlie is also doing his best to make sure that we get him if we decide" he explained.

"Please dad. I can't lose him again" I begged.

"I know. We just...we need to bring Jasper out of a lot of the habits that he has. This especially" he said as he gestured to where Jasper was crouching.

I nodded at him knowing that he was right. Before I opened my mouth to call him out of the window sill, he bolted off and grabbed an apple off the coffee table.

"I'll go and bring his dinner in here since he won't eat near the others" Carlisle informed me as he left the room.

Jasper had managed to squeeze his small body underneath the coffee table as he ate his piece of fruit. Even though Jasper was 16 now, he wasn't as tall as Edward or Emmett when they were that age. Carlisle had suggested that it had something to do with his body not having enough of the correct nutrition in it so it hadn't had a chance to grow properly. I was even sure that he would have been the same height as Alice if she was the same age as him. She was two years younger but even she was small for her size. That had nothing to do with nutrition though; just genetics.

"Jazz, what are you doing under there?" I asked him.

He, of course didn't reply so I crouched down so I could see him. His eyes were focused on me as he bit into his apple. It wasn't the look that he has spent all day giving me. This one was different. He looked very wary as if he was expecting me to take his food away. Maybe that's why he was hiding underneath there or why he was eating the fruit standing on the table earlier on with a watchful eye; he was expecting us to fight him for it. After all, animals always fight each other for food.

Carlisle came back in and placed his and my plate on the coffee table. He seemed to act like Jasper's behaviour was absolutely normal when he realised where he was. He's been in stranger places, I suppose.

"Come out of there, Jasper. Get something to eat" Carlisle coaxed.

Jasper bared his teeth at him as he growled and then he got out from underneath the table but on the other side and ran off out of the room. Carlisle looked confused as was I. Surely he was hungry; he has only eaten fruit since he's got here and that's not very filling. He hasn't even had a drink.

We both ran out of the room to figure out where he had gone but we couldn't see him.

"Dude, the stairs" Emmett called out before putting some chicken in his mouth.

We headed up stairs and I opened my bedroom door, expecting him to be in there but there was no sign of him. We then tried Alice's which was also Jasper free. All of a sudden, there was a loud noise of fallen objects which had come from Edward's room. Carlisle opened the door to reveal a fallen CD and book case. Edward was going to go mental at Jasper when he sees this. Carlisle rushed in to see if Jasper got hurt but we saw him crouching on top of a wardrobe.

"How on earth did you get up there?" Carlisle mumbled to himself.

He watched Carlisle before he moved his eyes onto me.

"Rose"

"Jazz, get down" I instructed.

With that, he jumped off. Seriously, how can he jump with such confidence? And yet again, he ran off down the stairs.

"He sure can tire you out" Carlisle commented as we walked back down the stairs. He was back in the lounge but showed no interest in the meal what so ever.

"Maybe it's because he isn't use to eating a meal?" I suggested.

"No, I don't think that's it. I'm going to try something" he said as he wondered off into the kitchen.

He came back a little later with a plate of three chicken drumsticks. One warm and two cold. He handed him one of the cold one's first and Jasper snatched it out of his hand instantly before jumping on the window sill to eat it. As per usual, his eyes were on us as he ate. Once he reached the bone, he threw it on the floor which Carlisle picked up and placed on the plate.

He then grabbed the warm one and hand it to him. Jasper jumped down and neared my dad. He appeared to smell the chicken but then ignored it and took the last cold chicken from the plate before returning to the window sill.

"It makes sense" he mumbled.

"What does?" I questioned.

"He doesn't eat warm food. He has spent twelve years of his life eating berries, the food Alice gave him and raw meat" he stated.

"Isn't that stuff poisonous or something?" I asked.

"Possibly. Raw meat contains bacteria that double up if you eat it. If you cook the meat, it will burn the bacteria away. I'm surprised that he seems well" he explained.

"How are we going to get him to eat warm food then?" I asked.

"It probably won't work for now but if we try the method I just used, he'll eventually give it a try" Carlisle said. "Anyway, eat your dinner while I get some more chicken for Jasper. Eating warm food in front of him might even encourage him to eat his. It's worth a try.

So with that, everybody ate their dinner in the dining room while Jasper and I remained in the lounge. I had hoped that he would sit next to me as I ate but he seemed so nervous when he was eating so I just left him to it. He didn't really take notice at what I was eating, only the distance between us but as soon as he had finished (Because he was a very quick eater) he placed himself besides me.

Only a couple of hours to go before it hits night time and we were all dreading it. Would Jasper sleep in a bed? I don't think so but it's possible because surely he'll want to sleep somewhere comfortable. Anyway, until then, I take Jasper back up to my room so that he could stay close to me while I get back to studying.

I am so glad that I finally managed to update. I really did feel terrible. Hopefully the next update will be sooner.

Also, unlike a lot of fanfics and Jasper's actual twilight character, he isn't described as tall. Not yet anyway because like I explained in Rosalie's POV, Jasper isn't getting the nutrition he needs to grow so to make my story as correct as possible, he is going to be smaller than his average age. I would say about 5'5.

Please review (And forgive me for the late update. I really do feel terrible)