Disclaimer: I own a ridiculously torn up pair of blue jeans that I've had since I was 12... and still fit into. But I don't own this.
Jasper had to keep calming me. Apparently he couldn't feel me again, but it didn't stop him from trying to keep me from jumping out of the car. I had my hand on the door handle, and every few minutes had thoughts of just opening it and escaping. 'You are the one who said this was ok. This is not a hostage situation.' I kept telling myself.
Jasper was a fast driver, and told me while we were driving that the car actually belonged to Eleazar, one of the vampires in Tanya's coven. He borrowed it so he could drive from Denali to Forks, reminding me of the inability to drive out of Galena. I drummed my fingers on my thigh, thinking about this entire situation. When we were about an hour outside of Anchorage, he called Alice to find out if she had arrived yet. Pleased with the answer, he sped up and then turned to me.
"Sorry, I just want to see Alice so badly." He said, momentarily taking one of his hands form the wheel to brush it through his hair. Giving a long sigh, he added, "Being separated doesn't work well for either of us."
I could remember when being separated from a certain vampire got me worked up too. "I understand."
"Does it hurt when I talk about him?" he asked. He was paying no attention to the road, and it had been a while since I had been in a car. I gave him a pleading look and he focused on driving a little more while still waiting for my answer. "Well?"
I didn't really know how to answer this question, but I tried anyways. "I don't think it's talking about him that hurts, Jasper. I think it's more remembering him. The way he used to be. The way we used to be. Does that make sense?"
"In some ways, yes. I guess I can see what you're talking about. I know I have said it before, but he does care for you. More than you know." I shrugged and we resumed our comfortable silence as we drove through anchorage and straight on to Denali. I closed my eyes and tried to quell the fear in my still heart.
"We're here." He murmured, and I felt the car slow. Dragging my eyes open, I was astonished to see that log cabins were not always little one room homes. This place was huge, with a clearing not unlike that of the house in Forks. Remembering why we were here, I looked around really quickly and noticed Jasper walking off in the opposite direction of the house. "Can you please find Tanya? Alice said she had the plane tickets." he had described her to me, so I knew what she looked like at least. I didn't understand why he wanted me to find her though until he gave me a look. "I haven't hunted in while, and right now I am on the trail of an Alice, and some deer." Nodding in understanding, I headed off towards the house.
I didn't know whether to knock or not, but before I even had to make the decision, a young man with a kind face and plenty of facial hair greeted me by opening the door. "You must be Eleazar." I said, holding my hand out but hoping he wouldn't take it. I wasn't trying to gain any friends, just some peace of mind. He did take it though, warmly shaking it and telling me he had heard about me.
"Do you know where Tanya is? I was supposed to get the plane tickets while Jasper hunts quickly."
"Yes, dear. She should be in her room. She went up there hours ago but I haven't heard her come out. Third room on the left." I thanked him and headed up the stairs.
The door wasn't all the way closed, and when I knocked it I accidentally pushed it open.
There, with his back to me, was Edward Cullen. I couldn't see his face, but that hair, all messy with her hands running through it while she murmured in his ear. She didn't stop speaking incoherent words to him while she moved her hands from his hair to his chest. Which was bare. Edward Cullen was sitting shirtless while a woman touched him. A woman wearing nothing but a pair of underwear. I felt like I was intruding, which, frankly, I was, but I couldn't look away. I knew Jasper had been lying. I heard a zipper being pulled down, and let out a sharp gasp. She stopped mumbling to him and stared at me.
"Excuse me, but I'm not exactly an exhibitionist, so unless you plan on joining us, I would be very pleased if you stopped staring." Edward didn't move at first, but all of a sudden turned and saw me.