Warning: Spanking of a vampire with the munchies and illegal substances used *oh and lots of cheese...I like cheese:)*

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"If you're not ready to go home
Can I get a "Hell, no!"
'Cause we're gonna go all night
'Til we see the sunlight, alright

And we can't stop
And we won't stop
Can't you see it's we who own the night
Can't you see it's we who bout' that life..." Miley Cyrus

Buffalo soldiers

"What are you doing? I can smell you from the house!" Jasper exclaimed as he watched Jason from his relaxed position under the tree. Jason smiled happily as he smoked his joint and removed his ear phones.

"Just chillin in the sun." Jason shifted over slightly and patted the ground. "Join me."Jasper looked around and shifted slightly as he contemplated his options; chillin in the sun did sound nice though. He slowly went over to Jason and sat beside him, stretching out his legs and basking in the heat.

As their shoulders touched it felt like a small shock went through Jasper's body and he shivered. "Are ya cold Grandma, should I fetch a blanket?" He grinned and squinted from the sun.

Flashes of crimson reflected from the light from Jason's eyes and made Jasper's eyes shine red. "It is nice out here, peaceful and gives you time to think."

Jason went to pass the joint over only to have a worried soldier shoo his hand away. "You are so close to our house, Carlisle will flip." Jasper whispered through gritted teeth..."Besides, don't tempt me." He looked at Jason who sat so happy and content, enjoying the sun. "This is nice spot; you are like a cat always knowing where the sun shines the warmest. What are you listening too?"

"Marley, when I listen to his words it makes me smile as all he ever wanted was to spread the word of peace through his music. He always reminded me of you, I think that is why I listen to him." Jason's easy going nature made Jasper relax and he took the offered ear piece and closed his eyes. "Marley had a touch of the Empath in him I could feel it when I heard him live."

"I do believe you honour me with too much regard. Wow I have not listened to this song in years." He said embarrassed and wished Jason was like any normal stoner and chilled out quietly.

"You have this ability to sooth and calm and you used to use it to try and make that place better for all of us. When you played it was like being in another time and it gave hope. I don't think you ever realised what a difference you made to our existence, to be given hope in hell."

Jason frowned for a moment before smiling once more. "Now this song is my favourite; I listened to it live and I was so happy that I was given the chance to experience that. Thank you Jasper."

Jasper was stunned as he removed the ear phone. "Have you lost your mind? How can you sit there and say thank you. What I did to you was horrifying please do not thank me."

Jason continued as if his sire had never said a word."I have visited the most wonderful places and have met awesome individuals human and vampires alike. The world is an amazing place; I like to watch humans and their little mannerisms." Jasper realised that the boy was about to go into Jason babble and he rolled his eyes and relaxed once more.

"They are all so similar with the same fears, wishes and desires. I see past the language and culture and truly look at the soul beneath. The only problem with them is that they cannot see how alike they all are. Unless they are with their own group they look at everyone else with mistrust and I find that sad. Wars could be avoided if people had the insight to look passed the uniform and just see somebody's son or brother who are just as lost and alone as they are."

"Maybe you think too much, all the chillin in the sun... School would stop ya thinkin and keep you quiet, it may put you off humans though." Jasper burst out laughing when he saw the horrified expression on Jason's face and wondered if that is how he used to look when the word school was mentioned when he first joined the Cullens.

"I picked a book up in England a few years back and I kept it because I hoped one day I would find you and give it to you." Jason took the small paper back from his pocket and handed it to Jasper. The book was held together in several places and was dog eared and well loved.

"This is how a book should look." Jasper ran his finger down the creased spine and looked at the red poppys that adorned the battered cover. 'World War One Poems.' "A cherished book should look used and well read." Jasper opened the book to look at the index and saw his own name in small neat script besides the solitary word: Redemption p.35. Jasper traced his name written by Jason's own hand in another time and turned to the page.

"This poem always reminded me of you and it gave me comfort to read it when I was feeling lost. It is about a soldier alone and searching for Redemption."

"Did he find it?"

"What do you think...The last line; see he makes his way home."

"Home is Redemption." Jasper smiled. "Thank you kindly for the book and the words." Jasper blinked back the stinging venom tears that were threatening to make an escape, he coughed and blinked to stop the tears and closed the book. "So you heard Marley live. Wow. I imagine you must have stuck out like a sore thumb in the sun."

Jason chuckled "No way, I was the Diamond Man; it was a mellow crowed."

Jasper cocked an eyebrow. "I bet."

"Man have I seen the greats. Marley was the legend and I had the privilege to share his world for just a little while. I met a girl on the beach that night who suddenly made me realise I did not want to be alone anymore. We just chatted and smoked and I wanted her." Jason looked down at his hands and Jasper was suddenly engulfed with Jason's regret and guilt. "I waited for her to go to sleep and then decided to turn her. I couldn't stop what I had started and ended up killing her."

"Sorry to hear that." Jasper sent soothing vibes to Jason and they settled down once more enjoying the sun and the music. The aroma of the smoke made Jasper's mouth fill with venom and he swallowed it down hard, every now and again peeking at the joint in Jason's hand.

"Have some, it won't do any harm will it? We are not human."

"I made a promise that I would not do that anymore and I cannot go back on my word. It is mighty tempting though as it smells so good."

"You need to relax and just do what makes you happy and that is why I would never live with a coven again. Rules, rules and more rules. I always believe as long as you are not hurting anybody then you should have the freedom to be. You are grown and should be able to choose your own path. It is your life, right?"

"You make everything sound so simple." Jasper drawled as he picked up the joint and smelled it before putting it to his lips. "Societies would crumble if we all decided to show a complete disregard for the rules... Besides, it is nice to be part of a family to have others to look out for you and for each other. I did not think that would ever happen and then I met my Alice and here I am. You could stick around maybe just for awhile at least."

"I can't. I like spending time with people, I just get angsty when I am closed in for too long. I just like to be free and do what I want to. Carlisle is cool and I have wanted to meet him for years as the man is bigger than Jesus in the vampire world so I know he is fair and good. I still could not settle though. I just wanted to give you your book and guitar and say thanks for you know, saving me."

Jasper looked incredulously at the boy and nearly choked on the smoke. "Are you for real? It was me you needed saving from! That is absurd." Jasper saw him flinch slightly and settled his own nerves and sent reassurance instead.

"You saved me, could have done it a little sooner maybe..." Jasper flinched at those words and inhaled deeply. "You are a vampire; I am surprised you stepped in at all. Yet you did and I was shown a world of beauty and wonder. Jasper do not look at me like that. Bad things happened and to be honest I try not to dwell on them." He touched Jasper's arm.

"Good things also happened; the beauty of your music was like being in another world. A good world of harmony and not pain and I also had the knowledge that you escaped to a better life. I was staying with a coven when your name was mentioned; it made me pause from my book to listen. The Cullen's had two new additions to their coven and I knew you had found your family. Is that not something to be thankful for?"

Jason took back the joint before Jasper caned it all and relaxed once more and put his ear phone back in. "You are such a good guy Jasper Whitlock. You need to start believing it." He passed the joint back and tapped his foot to the beat.

Jasper was numbed by Jason's words, yet he felt so much lighter than he had ever done before. Jason was doing okay and actually happy and he was not a monster in the boy's eyes. It was a good feeling and he raised his face to the sun as he finished the spliff and enjoyed the warmth of the rays and the gentle music playing in his head.

He looked over to see Jason giggle. They both watched a squirrel run up high in the branches as it tried to carry too many acorns and kept dropping them before having to go back and make the journey again. "You can do it dude, you just keep on truckin, ya greedy rodent."

Jasper was passed another spliff and they went back to their own thoughts with the occasional sound of fallen acorns landing close by. He was relaxed and content and let his mind wonder to Alice. The vibration of his phone startled him. He picked it up and read the name: Dad calling...

Guiltily Jasper put it back in his pocket and settled down once more. Jasper was hungry and wanted to hunt, he was so comfortable though and briefly wondered how far the squirrel had gone.

He began to feel uneasy and shifted awkwardly as his phone went to answer message three more times and had a deep drag to steady his nerves and his hunger. "Jason turn the music up...Thanks."

A scent caught Jasper's attention. Carlisle calling had made the soldier uneasy as he would now be in trouble for ignoring his Father's calls; but a spankin' for that offense was still better than Carlisle ever finding out about his current activities.

The sun suddenly stopped shining onto his closed lids and it became darker. A new scent was mixing in the breeze. It was Carlisle's scent. "Carlisle!" Jasper suddenly yelled as he realised the scent and whom it belonged to.

Carlisle looked down at his son. "First mistake." The furious patriarch waved his own phone at the boy. "Second mistake." He held out his hand for Jasper to give him the spliff. This was done with trembling fingers as Jasper gave Jason a hearty dig in the side. He watched as Carlisle crushed it between his fingers and dropped it to the ground disgustedly.

Jason opened his eyes and gazed up at the coven leader's fierce expression. "I will see you both back at the house." Carlisle and Jasper stared at each other as Jasper stood up and looked into his father's black eyes.

"Papa..." Jasper stopped when he realised he had no idea what to say.

"You made me a promise." That was all that was said before Carlisle stalked back out of the clearing. Both boys watched the leader's retreat.

Jason picked up his bag and guitar. "Now do ya see see why I don't live with a coven..."

The boys sat facing Carlisle, Jasper was sitting up straight and had his eyes locked on his father's. Jason was trying to remain in a relaxed pose as if he was just socialising. He was nervous though as he had never seen this side of Jasper before. His sire was scared and anxious which was creeping into both precipitants. "Control those emotions young man."

"Sorry Papa." Jasper kept looking at Jason from the corner of his eye. "Please Sir, can we do this in private?"

"Are you asking me or telling me?" Carlisle spoke sternly and Jasper winced. "I will not punish you in front of Jason. This time! Unless you are in class if I phone what do you do?"

"Answer your call." He said miserably and looked at his hands. A small cough from Carlisle brought Jasper's eyes back to his father's once more.

"I watched you take out your phone and let it go to answer phone, before putting it back in your pocket!" Carlisle raised his voice and both boys cringed. "What did I say would happen if you ever deliberately missed my call again?"

"Papa please I do not recall." Jasper said with embarrassment. A look from his father made him rethink his answer. "That I would get a hiding." Jasper mumbled as Jason turned to gape at him. "E-every day for a week." He hung his head and refused to meet anyone's gaze.

"After I have spoken to you both I will dismiss Jason and then you my boy are going to get a very sound spanking and four licks with my belt on your bare backside."

Embarrassment filled the room as Jasper kept his head down. Carlisle knew the impact his words would have on his son to disclose this private information yet he wanted both boys to understand that Jasper's world was not the same as Jason's. He needed Jason to understand the consequences of leading his son down, the weed filled path.

"Are you hungry son?" Carlisle said more gently as he watched Jasper's humiliated expression. His eyes were large and dark and he was skittish.

"N-no sir." Jasper fidgeted. He did not want his father to know that he was ravenous and could have drank just about anything at that moment and eyed Jason hungrily and then thought gross and shook his head to concentrate.

"Lie to me again and I will put you across my lap right now. Do you understand? Now look at me please."

"Y-yes sir I am hungry."

"How hungry."

"Ravenously so, Sir." Jasper said sadly as he knew the point that Carlisle was making. The last time he had smoked an unfortunate lost rambler passed by and Jasper just could not help himself as he had been starving.

"I believe the technical term is the munchies." Jason said helpfully making Jasper giggle before he could contain it and put his hand too his now shut mouth. Carlisle was by his son in an instant and pulling him over to the corner of the room by the back of his navy shirt.

"Have some respect for the Father of four that you killed the last time you got the munchies!" He gave his boy ten very firm swats on his behind making Jasper grunt softly. "Hands on your head and not one sound."

Carlisle went back to the desk and sat down giving his full attention to the black haired boy, who fidgeted with his wrist bands. "Do you think this is funny Jason?" Carlisle spoke sharply. "You made me a promise that you would refrain while under my roof. As a guest in this house you should have respected my orders."

"I was not in your house." Jason mumbled. Jasper cringed from the corner thinking Jason really should not go there.

"You were on my land and do not play the fool with me young man! You knew exactly what you were agreeing too. We have all grown very fond of you Jason and consider you apart of our family. However, disobey my rules again and I will insist that you leave my property. If you have to smoke that filth you do it far from my family and my land. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"

"Papa!" Jasper turned around and glared at his father. "That is no way to talk to a guest in this house." Regretting his words he implored his father with his eyes not to spank him in front of the boy. "Sorry Sir."

"Turn around and be quiet. Another outburst like that and you know what will happen..."

Once alone Carlisle pushed up the sleeves on his thin grey cardigan and instructed his child to place the chair in the center of the room. This was done slowly as Jasper stood to attention beside it and waited for his father's dreaded words. He watched as Carlisle unbuckled his belt before placing it down on the desk. "Jeans." The blonde Elder snapped said and grabbed the cushion and placed it on his lap once seated.

Before Jasper had straightened up from pulling down his jeans he found himself tilted so far across his father's lap only the tips of his boots touched the ground. He instinctively grabbed onto Carlisle's jeaned leg and tried to balance himself as he felt his red shorts quickly joining his jeans.

"We will discuss your bad choices when it comes to illegal substances next week when you will be severely punished once more. If I focused on that issue at this time boy, you would suffer. Second in Command Jasper! HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN? Has the smoke addled your mind?"

Jasper was struck with a sudden force of anger from his Father, he whined. "Sorry Sir, it was a terrible mistake and I never meant to break my promise."

"I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR IT JASPER!" Carlisle closed his eyes and forced calm into his mind. "I have nothing more to say to you on the matter of my missed calls as you know this rule well and is one that you also insist upon when in charge. Did you not chastise Edward for this very offense not two months ago?" Jasper remained silent. A sharp stinging slap caught the under curve of his right cheek and Jasper nodded and yelped, igniting the earlier swat to wake back up and say hello.

"Y-yes sir." He said miserably as he hoped Jason was out of hearing distance. The warning smack had been hard and he knew his father was going to really lay into him. Chewing his lip, he steadied himself once more; as he would do the same in his Father's place.

"Why did you repeatedly ignore my calls?" More silence before four very hard slaps caught the underside of the same cheek making Jasper yelp out with the deep burning pain and he suddenly found himself shielding his blazing butt from enemy attack. "Remove your hand, you know better...Or at least I thought you did." Slowly he moved his trembling hand and clung onto his dad's leg.

"I was ashamed to answer as I knew I was doing wrong. I am so-"

"You can save your sorries until we are done. Now prepare yourself as I want this lesson to stick in your head for a very long time." Carlisle gave his boy another four punishing blows to the same cheek and then repeated the lesson once more.

Jasper realised without a doubt that this was going to be a very long and hard spanking to endure and his anxiety raised. "Watch those emotions as I want you to concentrate on your punishment." Carlisle smacked rigorously on one area at a time, building up the heat and discomfort.

Jasper growled low continually only Carlisle knew it was not a threat and the boy was only whimpering as he knew he was smacking his him hard, though not as hard as he was tempted too.

This new approach made Jasper panic as there was no relenting as the pain intensified as the spanks were being given slowly in one stinging spot at a time. After several blunt slaps to his right buttock Jasper cried out and tried to wriggle free only to be tilted even further forward.

He received a few dozen swats to his sit spots once more for his gallant efforts of escape. Once his son's battered behind had been spanked every which way til Tuesday; Carlisle gave Jasper a moment to calm himself before tightening his hold on his waist once more making the boy weep pitifully into the carpet.

"Please Papa no more."

"I will not spank you every day for a week because Jason would be most distressed and I do not want to upset the time you spend together... However, I have no problem with you having a reminder for the rest of the week of what happens when you ignore my calls."

Raising his hand high, he smacked it down on Jasper's bottom, this time distributing the spanks erratically and peppering every inch of his bare skin. Jasper flinched involuntary every time his father's hand raised back up and he began to wriggle as his lashed behind actually felt scorched as the skin was struck again and again.

"D-daddy please, I w-won't do it again. P-please... I am aching." Jasper moaned as he tried to kick his legs free, his jeans hampering the movements. "P-please daddy, I can't take no more."

"What must you do son when you cannot change the outcome? Hymm." When only silence followed Carlisle's question, he spanked his son's legs continually for several minutes. "What must you do?"

"ENDURE PAPA, ENDURE!" Carlisle went back to spanking his boy's severely sore bottom and growled softly when Jasper began to arch his back and straighten out his legs to ward off the blows. "Ahhhrrhh! Please... No more... Please show me some leniency Papa, I ca –"

"Will you ever miss my calls again?" Each word was reinforced with a heavy blow until Jasper was unable to contain even the tiniest shred of his dignity.

"NO!" The boy howled; sobbing, he let his body loosen and he lay still apart from the occasional flinch when his father's hand struck at his tortured rear. Carlisle gave his son ten more hard smacks across the center of his cheeks with such force that Jasper bit his lip and was hitching his breath and literally clinging on to prevent himself from tumbling off his Father's lap. He had his eyes closed shut and could not believe just how hard his father was hitting him and was momentarily relieved when the smacks stopped. "Go and bend across the desk please. You will receive four lashes with my belt, why?

"Be-because I deliberately missed your c-call four times." He whispered as he sobbed; he was anxious and jumpy and tripped over his jeans. Carlisle quickly caught his boy before he fell and helped steady and guide him to the desk. Jasper panicked when Carlisle began to bend him over and he tried to pull away.

"Obedience, son." The Patriarch said softly and pulled his son back towards the desk. "You will then put your sleep wear on and spend the rest of the day in your bed contemplating your very poor choices. You have shaken my belief in you badly today boy and you need to prepare for your punishment that you will receive next week."

Jasper looked at his Father indignantly through his tears as he thought about how disappointed Carlisle was with him right now. "Papa you cannot send me to bed for one I don't sleep and for two I ain't five years old! I am sorry about the joint I just wanted to feel comfortable and bond with Jason."

Carlisle took hold of Jasper's upper arm and pulled him close. "I do not want to hear your excuses for breaking your promise to me. That sorry mess will be discussed next week and as for not being able to send you to bed; I can and I shall. Now do as you are told!"

Carlisle released his son's arms and gave him room to decide how he wanted this punishment to play out and hoped Jasper would just comply. He watched him sternly. "I can change my mind and spank you every day for a week if you do not behave yourself this instant."

"Sorry Sir." He hung his head ashamed and embarrassed.

He hobbled closer to the desk and picked his Father's belt up and handed it over. He leaned over and decided that he and the desk really should stop meeting like this and placed his hands on the back of his head and shut his eyes. His rear was on fire and he began to move.

"If you move again young man I will add another lick." He pressed down firmly on Jasper's back and raised the belt swinging it down hard on the blistered undercuves of his son's rear making Jasper holler and arch his back. "Be still, final warning." Three more were placed on the same spot and his punishment was complete.

Jasper cried ashamed of himself and was assisted to stand pulling his clothes straight, he looked sadly at his Father. "Sorry Sir." Carlisle hugged his boy for a moment and kissed his hair.

"Never miss my calls again son. Go and change and straight to bed. You do not leave your room and will remain in your bed and truly reflecting. I will smack your bottom again if you dare to disobey me."

Jasper watched his Father and even though he was sorry and his backside was blazing he still had an urge to argue the odds on being sent to bed. His rear did hurt though and Jasper decided to just cuss in his head instead.

He pulled his jeans up and reluctantly went to the door before looking at his Father who continued to stare sadly at him. Jasper realised that Carlisle had offered very little comfort afterwards. "Papa, may I stay with you for a while?"

"No Jasper. I understand that after a punishment all is forgiven and hurt is healed. It is not that simple this time. I have had to restrain myself from not thrashing you senseless and focus on the missed calls for now. I need time alone. I cannot offer comfort at this time. I am sorry...It was you who chose to make the decisions that have you standing before me now. Get to bed..."

Jasper cried all the way to his room and stiffly walked to his underwear drawer and pulled out a pair of grey sleep pants. He slowly got undressed, relieved at removing the jeans from his tortured skin and pulled on the pants. He put on a pale blue tshirt and got under the covers and lay on his stomach. He ran his thumb over the bites on his arms as he weeped. Grabbing Alice's pillow he placed it under his head taking in her scent and allowing his nerves to settle.

Carlisle knocked lightly and placed a mug of blood on the locker. "Drink and then rest son." He pulled down the blinds on the huge windows and the room was caste in shadow. Jasper slowly lay on his side and watched his Father leave him alone and shut the door. He drank the blood hungrily and curled up and hid his head under the duvet.

The spanking had been hard yet nothing more than he deserved. He was embarrassed that Jason now knew how they were punished as he knew Emmett had made it sound like the beating he had received last week was a normal punishment.

Jasper preferred Jason to think that too as it was more manly than getting spanked. Spanked...the word made him cringe. He also realised they must have made Jason apprehensive about joining them; just because they didn't want to admit they were all scared of getting put over their Father's lap.

He kept hoping Papa would come back in yet he didn't and listened to Emmett and Rose whispering about him from their own room. It was always worse to be punished when other siblings were grounded, though he guessed he was putting on some entertainment for them.

A soft knock made Jasper look over his shoulder as Jason entered the room and stood awkwardly by the door. "Come sit down your making me jittery." Jason sat down on the bed, the movement making Jasper wince.

"Sooo, this is kinda awkward." Jason said and began to mess with his wrist bands. "A girl gave me this one." He held out his wrist to show Jasper his lilac band.

"Girls, they would give you the moon and the stars." He chuckled sadly. "Stop stressing I am okay."

"Are you really okay? I thought that Carlisle was different."

"He is." Jasper said defensively. "I disobeyed the rules. We keep our phones switched on and answer calls as it could be that the coven in danger. Papa was right to correct me and besides it was only a swat on the butt." Jasper whispered looking down as he admitted the truth.

"Yeah with a belt!" Jason realised he was making Jasper feel worse. "I am sorry I got you into trouble. Some things never change."

"Don't you dare compare my life here to the life with Maria." Jasper growled and sat up in bed making Jason flinch away and stood up quickly.

"I am sorry Jason, please sit down." Jasper watched as the boy sat down only this time he sat further away. Jasper rolled onto his side and chewed his lip to stop the whimpers. "It hurts that you could compare this coven with Maria's because there is good here, we are punished and thanks to Papa you know how. Other covens punish disobedience with dismemberment and death as you well know."

"I know that, but you are a soldier you give the orders not take them. Yet you're in pjs at five pm and you are not allowed to come out and play." Jason smiled now and his eyes twinkled.

"Jasper... Is it nice being looked after and cared for?" He was not being sarcastic as he genuinely wanted to know what was so special here that would make his sire accept such a humiliating punishment. He thought of Eleazar and guilt flooded him making Jasper look up suspiciously.

"Yes it is really good to be accepted and loved. Maybe you should stick around and find out for yourself?" Jason just smiled and went over to Jasper's cds and began to pull faces at them. "Jeff Buckley, Nirvanna! Man that is depressing, you need some happy tunes." Jason threw one of Alice's many scatter cushions at him and grinned before cringing when the lamp smashed.

Jasper jumped out of bed and went to check the damage. "Jasper Whitlock Cullen you were told to remain in bed." Esme said sternly from the door. Jasper darted back under the covers and shyly looked at Esme. "Sorry Mama."

"Jason come and help me in the garden." Esme smiled and Jason grinned and followed her out the door, giving Jasper a shrug and a wink. The sullen soldier folded his arms and pouted at the degradation. Angrily he threw a scatter cushion knocking over the contents of the dressing table which bought Carlisle from his study.

Carlisle looked at the lamp and then the broken perfume bottles and quickly sat down on the bed. Before Jasper had chance to register he was looking at the carpet. His sleep pants were yanked down and he was smacked twenty times on his bare bottom. "Owwwwwwwwww, Papa." He burst into tears when the final smack landed on his left cheek.

He was sat up and pushed back on the bed. Carlisle pulled the covers over him and kissed his head. "Behave yourself young man. Any nonsense and I will come straight back in here and smack your bare bottom again. I have sent you to bed to have a good think on your behaviour. You have a great deal of explaining to do when I next call you to the study. I should start thinking if I were you." Jasper watched his Father leave and then rolled his tear filled eyes and jumped out of bed.

"Jasper!" Carlisle called from down the hall. Jasper gingerly got back under the covers and hid his head to muffle his curses.

"I heard that young man..."

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