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A/N: This outtake is dedicated to dancer4life5 who requested to see a little of Jasper with the kids. Hope you enjoy!

Jasper POV

"Uncle Jasper, do you believe in fate?" Henry asked from my side.

Nessie snuggled up to one side of my body, her head resting on my arm and Henry occupied the other. We were lying on our backs looking up through the opening of the observatory ceiling. We'd been this way for many hours as the meteors streaked above us in the sky. I'd brought them to the university observatory to watch the Orionid Meteor Shower through the powerful lenses. I'd called the department to see about renting the building for the evening, but inadvertently given my real name. I was immediately connected with department head who stumbled in his haste to please me after thanking me profusely for the donation I'd made, via Edward's Christmas present, to fund the telescope.

"Fate? Hm …. As in things just happen for some predestined purpose?"

"Yes," Nessie answered, immediately alerting me that I was most likely being set up.

The Volturi possessed less manipulative powers than these two when they combined forces. With Nessie and Henry, it was always the best policy to answer honestly, and then dig yourself out of the hole.

"I can't say that I believe that there is some predestined plan for our lives. What I can say is that we make decisions, and then we have to face the consequences of those decisions. So in that we determine our own path," I admitted.

I knew that what I was saying was in direct contradiction to both Carlisle's and Edward's beliefs. They both subscribed to the idea of a Higher Power who determined the path of our lives. But Nessie and Henry weren't normal children. They wouldn't be easily swayed from their beliefs just because mine didn't follow suit. Such was the basis of many of our discussions on our outings. They asked many questions of me that they wouldn't ask their parents because they didn't want to upset them. Their minds fascinated me.

"So you believe that people get what they deserve," Henry replied.

Ah … so here was the real reason for our discussion.

"Who, what, and when?" I questioned, knowing the answer to my question would be swift.

"Jackass and tonight," Nessie hissed.

"The what … we'll we need your help with that," Henry answered, sitting up to stare down into my face.

That doctor really hadn't realized the wrath he'd garnered when he'd neglected Gabriel. I looked down at my watch. It was just after midnight, and we weren't expected to be back until dawn.

"When you told Mom and Dad that you wanted to bring us here, I hacked into the hospital's database and found out that he is on duty tonight," Henry said, grinning slyly down at me.

Nessie sat up as well, wrapping her arms around her knees. "We were thinking that at least we could let the air out of his tires, or possibly steal his car in retribution."

I would face Rose and Bella's wrath for this one, if they ever found out. We'd have to be extraordinarily careful around Edward. But as we hurried to the car, I felt the venom racing through my body in anticipation. I'd borrowed Rose's BMW for the evening and floored it after passing the city limits. The miles between Seattle and Forks quickly disappeared as we discussed our options.

"Henry, Nessie, I'm not sure I can handle being anywhere near the hospital, sorry. Did you happen to note whether or not he had a private practice …"

"345 Daniel's Street," Henry interrupted me.

"Suite A," Nessie offered.

"You two are hanging around Vladimir and Stefan too much. Next thing I know, you're going to start dressing like them too," I said, in reaction to the unnerving habit they'd picked up from the two Romanians of finishing off each other's sentences.

I shook my head in humor and then finished off my thought. "Perhaps then you would agree to us visiting his office to see what trouble we can cause there?"

I looked in the rear view mirror and caught the conspiratorial gleam in their eyes.

"Uncle Jasper, have we told you lately that you're our favorite Uncle?" Nessie asked cheekily.

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Breaking into Dr. Rollins's office was exceptionally easy, considering the sensitive files that were housed there. Perhaps a call to the local regulatory office for the laxness of their security should be considered. It was a two story building, and the small employee kitchen window had been left unlocked. After lifting my two co-conspirators through, I quickly maneuvered through the window and stepped into the small room with them.

The faint smell of blood made me uncomfortable, so I grabbed their hands for a moment to calm myself. Nessie stroked my hand softly, comforting me as I stomped down on my instincts. Then we all immediately froze as sounds from an office upstairs caught our attention. Who in the world would be in this office in the middle of the night? Then, I listened more carefully. I couldn't hear a heartbeat, and there were no signs or smells of vampires. I realized then that the noise had been of paper falling.

We wandered through the downstairs reception area and patient rooms then went upstairs looking for ideas. It was there that we found Jackass's office. I couldn't help but think of him that way after hearing Nessie and Henry mumble it for weeks. He was a slob. There were papers scattered everywhere. It looked like he had left in a hurry. He had even left his paper shredder. Henry and Nessie pulled gloves from their pockets, and I raised my eyebrows at them.

"We have a pair for you as well," Henry solemnly said, as he pulled said items from his other pocket. Edward and Emmett were going to thrash me if this ever got out.

We began to look around for anything we could manipulate, and Nessie stepped to the side of his file cabinets, looking at the pictures of him and his "trophy" wife. Another picture was a little farther back collecting dust. It was most likely of his first wife and their children. Cute kids for such a jerk of a father.

Nessie then surprised me by opening the file cabinet. She looked around and saw the glare I was sending her. "I just want to make sure there isn't anything hidden in here. If I was going to hide something that I didn't want anyone to know about, I'd put it in the most obvious place." She then giggled and held up a fifth of liquor she had found at the back of the drawer. It was half empty.

"What! Grandpa Charlie taught me that," she said in response to my slight growl. Then in disappointment, she said, "There's nothing else here but billing statements."

Henry was looking at the credenza beside the piles of papers and shredder. Suddenly, he looked down and began to growl. He reached down and picked up a piece of paper and held it up for Nessie to see. She began hissing.

"Uncle Jasper, what would be the consequences for a doctor who has forged records?" she asked me.

"Excuse me?"

"I know that this man did not treat this child. He lives on the reservation, and when his mother heard about Gabriel and what happened, she complained to Grandfather Quil. He told me about the others that have been turned away."

She went back to the cabinet and opened several drawers until she found what she was looking for and opened it up. "It would seem that Dr. Rollins treated a Gabriel Uley at Fork Community Hospital just recently. Diagnosed him with an upper respiratory infection and billed the insurance. He didn't so much as look at Gabe except to see what he looked like, and he then turned away stating he would be back later."

She opened another drawer and pulled a second file. "The other child was seen as well by Dr. Rollins. Similar diagnosis, another generous billing to the insurance."

"Makes you wonder why his information was in that pile by the shredder, doesn't it?" Henry suggested innocently.

Within moments, we were by the copier making copies of everything on the floor and Gabe's file as well. I knew we weren't going to make it back home in time, so at the same time, I was formulating excuses. The best I could thing of is to lie about the kids falling asleep. My phone began buzzing before I even finished the thought. I grinned, seeing the number.

"It's not going to work; you need a better excuse. Make sure to get copies of everything in that pile. It'll be worth it," she suggested. "I'll stay away from Edward, but the three of you had better practice really hard on not thinking about it."

"Baby …" I started.

"Yeah, yeah … I'll think on it and see if I can think of something to cover you. Call me on the way back. Love you, Jasper," she giggled into the phone.

Nessie began looking through the desk and pulled a photo envelope out. She pulled out several pictures and then quickly shoved them back inside. Her eyes were as round as saucers. "Umm… Uncle Jasper, perhaps you need to take these."

I could only guess at the source of the blush that flooded her face and the embarrassment that raced through her body. I looked into the envelope and swallowed. I was REALLY in trouble with Edward and Jacob if Nessie slipped on this one. So a trophy wife hadn't been enough. I stared down at her.

"I promise I'll block those entirely out of my mind. Daddy and Jake would kill us both, but Uncle Emmett may like them."

"Mama would kill him because I'm betting those are trashy. Mama told him one night that at last after seventy-five years of marriage, she'd taught him to buy only the good magazines and that she finally had him actually 'reading' the articles."

Dear God, these two would give me a heart attack before they were grown! A difficult thing to do to a creature whose heart hadn't beat in almost one hundred and fifty years.

"I think we have what we need," Henry said and then smiled in a manner that almost made my skin crawl. He was intent on payback, and the waves of satisfaction rolled off him. I was immensely grateful in that moment that Henry was on my side.

Alice called me as we sped out of Forks. "I'm meeting you. I made the excuse that we're going to stay in town and go back to the observatory for a second night of viewing. I've got the Forks phone book, the laptop, a new scanner, and a prepaid with me. We'll get as much done tomorrow as we can."

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6 weeks later

Carlisle POV

Esme's voice called from her drawing room, "Carlisle, would you please come here for a moment?"

Her voice carried a mixture of amusement, hesitancy, and horror … and it was enough to intrigue me. I hurried from where I'd been reading in the chair before the fire through the open archway into the adjoining room she'd converted into a library/study. She was standing in front of a small television she'd put in the space to watch the news. I walked to her and wrapped my arms around her waist.

"Esme?"

She pointed to the screen where the five o'clock news was being aired and asked, "Isn't that Dr. Rollins from Forks that Charlie's arresting?"

A news cast was playing and the caption below the picture read: Local Doctor Implicated in Fraud Scheme.

I listened for a few seconds and reached for the control pressing the record button. I was immediately on the phone to both Edward and Emmett. Within a few moments, they were standing beside me.

"Carlisle?" Emmett asked, as Edward grabbed the remote, having already discerned that I wanted them to watch the clip. He hit rewind and then play.

A vivacious blond spoke into the camera with a dramatic flair. "You are viewing footage of Dr. Robert Rollins, a Fork's physician, being arrested earlier today at his private practice as a result of a six week investigation. Dr. Rollins is suspected of multiple cases of insurance fraud and has had his medical license suspended pending completion of further investigation by local authorities and the American Medical Association. His lawyer has scheduled a press conference, which we expect to start in just a few minutes. We will have full coverage of this breaking story."

Dave, the anchor, smiled with fake concern. "Marcy, what can you tell us about this investigation?"

"Well Dave, we've learned that local authorities received information from undisclosed resources back in October about suspected malpractice on Dr. Rollins' part. They obtained warrants for his practice in Forks and have been scouring the facility since early this morning. Dr. Rollins was arrested this afternoon but posted bail. His lawyer has indicated that Dr. Rollins will make a statement about the allegations at his press conference."

"I hope that we'll find out that this is just a misunderstanding, Marcy. Dr. Rollins is a well respected physician within the Forks community."

Marcy grinned in anticipation of the bloodbath. Then behind her noises of various individuals scrambling for spaces became apparent. Marcy's camera swung to the podium that had been set up under the cover of the Clallam County district courthouse entrance. Rain poured around the fringe of the camera.

Dr. Rollins stood to the side of his lawyer, appearing to be the epitome of an insulted professional. The man we recognized as a high priced attorney out of Seattle stepped up before the microphone. "My client is innocent of the charges that have been made against him. We are certain that the evidence will clear him of the malicious accusations that have been made in a flimsy attempt to malign his honor as a man and a physician in this community. Dr. Rollins would like to take this moment to offer his condolences to his patients for the trouble this may have caused them."

Robert stepped before the podium and smiled serenely into the camera before beginning.

"I want to take this moment to apologize profusely for the misunderstanding that has occurred. I signed an oath when I began practicing medicine to heal, and as such I must forgive those that have wrongly accused me. Healing can only occur when all things that fester are treated."

He paused a moment and ran his finger around his collar, looking to the side. It almost looked as if he broke out in a sweat, and I could see the veins just under his skin beginning to fill with strong surges of blood. His heart must be pounding to produce this effect. When he looked back into the camera his face was filled with guilt.

"I'm a sham. I've cheated the community for years, and ignored those in need." He stopped looking horrified as if he couldn't believe the words that flowed from his lips. As if by compulsion he opened his mouth, and the words began again, "I've charged the system for years, and no one has been wise enough to catch me…"

He was snatched away from the podium by his lawyer but lunged back. "I cheated my way through medical school and have skipped out on hours in the emergency room under the guise of being in surgery. I used the time to have affairs with several of the nurses …"

His lawyer grabbed him by the shoulders and began dragging him away from the podium as the flashes from the press cameras obliterated the picture. Dr. Rollins continued to scream out his admissions to sundry bad behaviors, fraudulent actions, and immoral activities as if being forced by some unforeseen force … little did the viewers know he was. Robert was shoved into the back of a limousine by his lawyer.

Marcy turned to the camera and raised her microphone with a delighted look on her face. Her words were drowned out by the sounds of Jasper, Nessie, and Henry's names being growled out by my sons and me.

"In Forks to see the Geminid meteors … how convenient," Esme murmured in an appreciative tone.

"And you noted that they were in Seattle six weeks ago for the Orionids, when the information was leaked by 'unnamed sources'," Emmett stated in dawning respect.

Edward surprised me by laughing, "The same trip when Alice conveniently developed a taste for comet watching."

"Carlisle, is Dr. Rollins the illustrious Jackass?" Esme asked in a delighted tone.

"Esme, don't encourage them. I don't even want to know what they did to find out this information. We can't allow them to think that their behavior is acceptable even if he deserved the consequences he has just brought down on his own head."

"The pixie has some explaining to do as well," Emmett stated, but he was attempting hard to keep the smile off his face.

"You two are no help," I said to my sons, attempting to appear stern.

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The next day ….

The family was waiting for them as they returned. Alice walked in holding Jasper's hand, laughing at some comment he'd made. Henry and Nessie followed behind. Alice looked over at me with a twinkle in her eyes and no sign of remorse on her face. Jasper grinned unabashedly as Henry and Nessie shrugged their shoulders, seemingly undeterred by the scowls on our faces.

"You never said we couldn't pay him back. You just said that we couldn't kill him," Henry quickly pointed out, looking at me in earnest.

"You can blame Mama," Nessie said, drawing a gasp from Bella who was sitting next to Edward.

She continued, "We just finished studying The Divine Comedy with her, and it made us realize how we could use the information we had. Dante used the poem to point out examples of poetic justice. He focused on behavior and what humans often face as a result of their choices," Nessie offered.

"And what could be a better example of poetic justice than for him to lose everything that he'd built through deceit, by honesty?" Henry smiled in satisfaction, looking over to Nessie. She nodded.

It was hopeless. Nothing we could say would change the minds of these two amazing creatures. They'd analyzed the possibilities and gone for the one that abided by every parameter we'd placed on them. Gabriel had truly been avenged. There was nothing like having two hybrids as your guardian angels.

A/N: I overwhelmed my two Betas this week with the chapter and outtakes so I want to thank hopeforastalemate for serving as my Beta for this. She was incredibly helpful in making this chapter work. Please go over and read her stories, Breaking and The Scarlet and the Gold, here on Fan Fiction. She is an incredible writer.