This is a very short chapter, that's why I'm posting it simultaneously with chapter 9. It's in Jasper's POV for two reasons: Because I have always wondered how strong emotions would affect him and because I am a huge Jackson fan!

Chapter 10- Extreme Emotional Bombardment

Jasper POV

It had been a rough couple of months. I carried such guilt over Bella's condition. No matter what anyone told me I knew it was my fault Edward decided to leave Bella. There were other reasons, but my loss of control precipitated it. There is nothing in my entire life I have regretted more.

It was hard to be around Bella. Not because she blamed me but because the emotions filling her made it hard for me to breathe. She felt everything so deeply and it was near impossible not to let her feelings become my own. I could feel myself falling into depression. My gift was unique. I could manipulate the emotions around me, using them to my advantage. I could have made her feel euphoric, or at the very least, happiness, but it didn't seem right to use Bella that way. I had done enough damage to her. She needed to release her emotions in a true way so she could heal.

For the past month, Bella had been getting better—stronger. I no longer felt the overwhelming sadness. There was still a melancholy air surrounding her, but it no longer threatened to overtake me. It still felt good to be out of the house and away from her.

I stood over the makeshift table I had put together with a sheet of plywood and two sawhorses and looked over Esme's plans for the set of outbuildings she wanted built. They were plans for a large garage with an apartment over the top, a woodworking studio for Emmett, a pottery studio for Esme and a larger shed for the lawn equipment. Emmett and Rosalie were messing around as much as they were working.

I pushed away from the table and started over to help when I felt Alice's panic. I knew instantly that something was very wrong. I called to Emmett and Rosalie and we rushed to her. We met her half way, running toward me, between the house and where we were. The look on her face was sheer terror.

"Laurent is in the woods with Bella." She screamed at me.

We flew for the woods and just before broke I through the trees I heard Bella's screams and thought we were too late.

I thought I'd failed her again.

It was ridiculously easy to kill Laurent. We surrounded him. He turned toward Rosalie, I'm sure thinking she was the easiest target, and Emmett didn't even hesitate. One blow from his fists pulverized Laurent. We lit a fire and burnt his body. I would have liked to question Laurent, but what was done was done. I didn't give him another thought as we raced back to the house.

I entered the house first and was almost driven to the ground with the grief and panic filling the room. I squeezed my eyes shut and braced my shoulder against the doorjamb to keep from falling to my knees. It wasn't often I felt such strong emotions from my family. I went to Alice and wrapped my arms around her, needing to both comfort her and feel comforted myself. I had no clue what was going on, but she was searching. Her eyes were wide and unseeing, and she didn't respond to my touch.

Carlisle came out of Bella's room. He was supporting Esme, who looked like she was dying. Esme sat on the couch, her face crumbling with dry tears.

"What the hell is going on?" Emmett demanded, drawing Esme into his arms. He led her to the couch and held her against him.

"I had to sedate Bella. I've never seen someone so hysterical." Carlisle said to no one in particular.

He looked at me and I saw fear in his eyes. "Where's Laurent?"

Emmett answered for me. "He's gone. I ripped him apart and burned the pieces. He wouldn't even stop to explain his presence. He turned to attack, and I wasn't going to take any chances"

Carlisle nodded. "I'm glad. I would have liked to talk to him though." He sat on one of the bar stools and put his head in his hands. "Laurent told Bella that Victoria killed Edward."

I squeezed my eyes shut. The pain surrounding me made my knees weak again, like the force of the emotions was pushing me down. It wasn't only my pain and fear I was feeling, it was everyone's. I could even feel it coming from Bella. I couldn't have manipulated the emotions to calm them because I had no calmness in me to project.

Emmett jumped up from the couch, his chest puffed out and his teeth clenched. He was barely holding himself together.

Carlisle picked up his phone and dialed Edward's number. It rang three times before it went to voicemail, a simple beep with no greeting.

"Call me." Carlisle said and dropped the phone from his limp fingers.

Emmett and Rosalie were on either side of Esme. The look on Emmett's face was intense. I'm sure he wanted to go after Victoria immediately. We hadn't heard a thing about her. I knew Edward had spent some time tracking her, but had never succeeded. She disappeared, and I never gave her another thought. Rosalie was holding Esme. Her emotions were harder to read. She was bouncing back and forth between worry and anger.

Alice still hadn't moved, but she began mumbling, "I would have seen it, I would have seen it." Her hands were pulling her hair, and the emotions rolling off of her were almost crushing me. I didn't let go though. I would never let go of Alice. She was my world.

Carlisle tried the phone again and reached Edward's voice mail a second time. He put his head in his hands, clutching the phone at his temple, almost hard enough to crush the flimsy piece of electronics. I was numb with fear. My throat was full, and it felt like I was choking. It had been hundreds of years since I cried, but I knew that was what Carlisle was feeling. I knew if he could cry, tears would be falling from his eyes.

I stared at the phone willing it to ring.

xoxoxo

I know you all hate me right now! I'm sorry! Even my sister and cousin are calling me names. I am sending Chapter 11 to Jessypt tonight! I will post it ASAP!

Thanks as always to Jessypt. She makes me look like I paid attention to grammar in school instead of sleeping!

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