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Chapter 10 Decisions
Jasper pushed the bushes aside and tried to roll the body over when he did both men could see the face clearly. Both men said "SHIT" at the same time.
"Damn what's he doing here," Jasper said his mind racing.
"What do you mean 'here'," Edward asked standing to step away from the body. "Someone's murdered him! Poor Jacob, this going to kill him."
Edward was clearly upset but what Jasper couldn't understand was why. Who the hell is Jacob and why did Edward say his name so softly.
"Look we have to find out how he got here and who he's with," Jasper urged Edward to move away from the dead man.
"God, Jacob could be here too!" Edward's eyes flashed toward the woods. "I'm going to go get Carlisle and Emmett. We'll bring lamps to search the area." Edward ran towards town and the barn dance. Stopped and came back to Jasper. He took Jasper's hand and kissed his lips gently.
"Will you be alright here," Edward asked softly.
Jasper raised one blond eyebrow as if to say what the fuck and Edward chuckled.
"Right! You're a tracker," Edward said then kissed him again and took off through the dark forest.
Jasper wasn't sure what Edward meant by that statement but he didn't like Edward calling him 'a tracker'. It didn't feel right. With Edward, he wanted to be something else. He didn't want to kill anymore. Suddenly, a vision of that pregnant woman, Angela, flashed through his mind. He'd killed her and her man. Trying to say it was a mercy killing was one thing but in reality, it was still murder. He was a murderer. He had killed so many times he'd long ago lost count. Would Edward still care for him if he knew, really knew Jasper? Edward was so good, so different from Jasper. There was no way he could love Jasper when he realized the truth. Jasper chocked back a sob and looked at the man on the ground.
Jasper was wrapped in his own thoughts .How many times had he left a body lying just like this, with a single bullet hole in the middle of his head? Bullet hole? Jasper knelt down quickly to examine the body closer. No puncture wounds! This was a professional kill. His blood hadn't been drained. Why? Jasper was still bent over the body when he heard voices echoing through the trees headed his way. That's when he noticed it, the cuff in the dead man's hand. Jasper grabbed it and quickly stuffed it in his pocket just as the lights from the others reached him.
"Damn it, Edward you were right. It is Paul," Emmett said as he came to stand over Paul's body.
Jasper's eyes flashed quickly from Emmett to the rest of the group standing with Edward. They knew Paul. How the hell would they know him? Jasper realized then that Edward knew Paul, too. That explained why he was so upset upon finding the body.
"Let's get the body back to Dr. Gerandy's so he can examine it," Carlisle said sadly.
"He's not like the others," Jasper stated causing everyone to stop and look at him.
"It was a direct hit. Close range," Jasper said looking at Emmett. Emmett's eyes widened and he sucked in a breath.
"One shot…to the brain. And they didn't take his blood," Jasper added.
Emmett stared directly at Jasper, and then said, "How do you know him?" Edward and Carlisle quickly faced Jasper too.
"He's one of Caius' special guards, Paul Morrison. I'd seen him a time or two in the city, always at Caius' flank," Jasper answered and felt the cuff in his pocket.
"That can't be!" Edward said bewildered. "He's from the Quileute tribe. He works with the Chief and his son Jacob."
"He worked for Caius and his brothers," Emmett asked stunned by the information. "It goes a long way in explaining his personality."
Jasper smirked at Emmett then said, "It also means something else…"
"What," Emmett asked.
"They know where the villages are," Carlisle answered.
"And they've known for a long time," Jasper added.
"Shit!" Emmett cursed.
That was the first night that the good people of Forks slept with their doors and windows locked.
***next day***
"Go only as far as New Seattle then get back here," Carlisle said as "Emmett and Mike threw the last of their supplies in their Land Rover. We will need you back here since going to the Quileute village will take us longer.
"There's one refueling station between here and there," Carlisle marked a spot on a map before handing it to Mike.
"If you aren't back here by tomorrow at night fall, Charlie will send another vehicle out after you," Edward said pulling Emmett into a hug. "Be careful, brother."
"You be careful too," Emmett said then added quietly, "watch your back." He said the words as he nodded at Jasper.
"He's okay Em, I trust him," Edward said pulling back from the bigger man's tight grip.
"Don't," was the only word Emmett said before he climbed into the Rover and cranked the engine.
The others stood and watched as the Rover pulled out of sight. Edward stepped up beside Jasper and squeezed his hand. It was the first contact they'd had since last night when they discovered Paul's body. Jasper had been avoiding him since then and Edward didn't understand why.
Just as Edward started to speak, Carlisle approached them.
"You two ready? We can be to the village by night fall if we leave now," Carlisle headed toward the second Land Rover.
"Since Carlisle is going, maybe I should stay here. Help Charlie and Riley," Jasper said letting go of Edward's hand. He could see the pained look on Edward's face. He hated himself for putting it there.
"We need you Jasper," Edward said then whispered, "I need you."
"I'm driving and Carlisle knows the terrain but you bring something else we need," Edward said loud enough for Carlisle to hear him.
"Your special expertise is appreciated in this situation," Carlisle added as he climbed into the back seat of their vehicle.
"You mean my killing instinct," Jasper said the words harshly looking at the ground.
Carlisle watched as his son took Jasper's hand and then lifted the man's chin to face him with the other. This was who Edward had been waiting for. He could see it in the way Edward looked at Jasper. He loved him.
"No," Edward said firmly then softer he added, "What we need is your instinct to keep us alive so we can come home to those we love." Edward never took his eyes from Jasper's; willing the other man to understand him.
Edward's words touched Jasper deeply. Hope swelled inside him and flooded him with a new emotion, more powerful than any he had ever felt. For the first time he believed Rose's words when she said "they deserved to be loved, that someone could love them."
Several hours into the ride, Jasper was finding it hard to focus. Not only was he adjusting to the overwhelming feeling of love, he was adjusting his tracking skills from the city to this vast country terrain outside the city. The damn vehicle tossed them around relentlessly and he would never admit it but he missed Daisy. Riding her had much easier on his ass.
Tracking inside Voltu had been so different. He feared he would miss something vital to them all. Edward's safety meant more to him than his own life. That single thought caused him to utter a small gasp. When had his emotions taken over his survival instinct? When had he stopped caring about his own well being first and foremost? This could be a problem for them all.
Another problem was Edward himself. Edward's very presence was very distracting for Jasper. The man hummed or sang softly to himself as he drove along. Jasper couldn't help but get lost in the simple tunes that drifted on the air between them and the look of contentment on Edward's face as he drove. Carlisle interrupted Jasper's wondering mind.
"Jasper, tell me again what you know about Paul," Carlisle said from the back seat of the Rover.
"I only saw him once or twice," Jasper said turning in the seat to face Carlisle. "And I never spoke with him."
"Both times he was with Victoria and Maria, Caius' main body guards so I assumed he was a body guard too," Jasper said feeling the cuff he still had in his pocket. "This confirmed it for me."
Jasper passed the cuff to Carlisle.
"I haven't seen one of these in a long time," Carlisle said turning the cuff over in his hand. He was looking for the stenciled icon he knew would be there a simple circle with the letter V inside. He ran his thumb over it.
"We thought we were saving the world," Carlisle said sadly. "Making it a better place then greed got in the way."
"Did you know about me and Rose," Jasper asked.
"No I didn't. By the time you would have been created, I had already seen the enormity of our actions and had left the city. I still find it hard to believe that Marcus would have followed through with Aro's plans. He was adamant about the work he did. To think that he would change that much breaks my heart," Carlisle said handing the cuff back to Jasper.
"Were they always doing the transfusions," Edward asked. "Did they harvest it when you lived there?"
"No. After about ten years on one of my return trips, I began to notice the change or rather the lack of change in the three of them," Carlisle stated. "I was looking older but Aro hadn't changed at all. As the years went by, it became evident the three of them were not aging."
"I decided to go see Marcus and confront him. He confessed that he had discovered that blood from the lab created fetus's had certain regenerating properties. He said his brothers and he were taking transfusions and it was keep them young. He also stated that Aro commanded that he increase the number of fetus's being produced so that they would have a better supply of blood. When I asked how they were harvesting the blood, he wouldn't answer me. I knew then things were only going to get worse," Carlisle sighed deeply.
"What I came to believe about five years ago was the longer they used the blood the more it took to sustain them. Marcus did confirm that also," Carlisle sat quietly and stared out the window.
Jasper noticed the road suddenly growing smoother. Up ahead two huge tree trunks flanked a wide road. A sign with intricate patterns in bright colors hung high above the road between the two trees.
"What's that," he asked as they approached it.
"That is the sign post to the Quileute land," Edward said as Jasper nodded.
"It's only a couple miles now to their village," Carlisle added from the back seat.
As they approached the village more and more tiny buildings dotted both sides of the road. They were homes or what Jasper thought were supposed to be homes. They actually more resembled small boxes with doors painted in bright colors. The village was really nothing more than the same tiny buildings all sitting close together.
A very attractive young man with reddish brown skin and long black hair pulled into a braid at the back of his neck came out of one of the buildings as they pulled to a stop. Edward had stopped the car in front of the biggest building on the street and several other men with the same coloring came from it to stand in the street around their vehicle.
The good looking young man was waving widely with a huge grin on his face. Jasper noticed the wide muscled shoulders and chest was a contrast to the round boyish face on the man. Edward was smiling and waving back to the young man. Jasper wasn't sure how he felt about that.
Edward turned to Jasper and lost his smile. "It's Jacob," Edward said clearly concerned about the frown creasing Jasper's forehead.
"What's wrong," Edward asked giving Jasper his full attention.
"He looks happy to see you," Jasper said nodding at the other man and still not smiling.
"He's an old friend," Edward said squeezing Jaspers hand. Carlisle, Edward and Jasper climbed out of the Rover to meet the others gathered around.
"Carlisle," a large man with black hair streaked with white said and grasped Carlisle's hand firmly.
"Billy, it's good to see you. I wish the circumstances were better," Carlisle said noticing when woman, children and a few of other men began to join the circle on the street. "Could we meet in the council room…in private?"
Clearly this was not a regular request from the look the man named Billy gave Carlisle but he nodded. Motioning for Edward and I to follow, Carlisle trailed behind Billy and a few of the others along with Edward's 'old friend' Jacob.
The meeting didn't take long but by the time it was complete the sun had set. Information had been shared on both sides and there things brought to light. There had been several more deaths similar to the ones at Forks. Paul had been missing from the village for over a month and when Carlisle asked if he had disappeared for long periods of time before, Billy Black said yes but they didn't know where he went off too. Carlisle's announcement that Paul was dead shocked the room full of men but when he told them of our fears about Paul the entire room broke out into confused and angry shouts.
Jasper watched as Jacob collapsed sobbing into Edward's arms. Edward was doing his best to comfort the other man. Jasper was startled when Jacob's tears turned into angry accusations and they were directed at him.
"You are a liar!" Jacob screamed rushing to get into Jasper's face. "Paul was a lot of things but he wasn't a traitor! You're lying!" he shouted again. Edward pulled Jacob away from Jasper. The look on his face clearly said he was sorry.
"Do you trust this man Carlisle," Bill asked. "He is new to me and Paul was tribe."
"I trust him completely," Carlisle answered. Jasper looked at Carlisle, startled by his words.
"It's still not right. Paul wouldn't kill tribe," Jacob argued pulling free from Edward's embrace. He stared with hate filled eyes at Jasper and ran from the building.
Chief Billy Black watched his son leave and shook his head not understanding the outburst. He turned to face Carlisle, Edward and Jasper.
"What is it you believe young man," Chief Black asked Jasper.
"I don't know what Paul was doing but I did see him in the city. It appeared that he was one of the governor's personal body guards, sir," Jasper answered respecting the older man's position. "He was most definitely involved with them or he wouldn't have been wearing their mark on his cuff," Jasper showed the chief the cuff he had removed from Paul's grasp the night they had found him.
"Paul was an angry man whose heart was not true. We will not seek blame without solid proof. So far now we will agree that Paul was unfortunate in his choices," Billy said and Carlisle nodded his agreement.
After the meeting one of the other tribesmen showed Carlisle, Edward and Jasper to a small house where they could rest for the night. A meal was being prepared and they would eat with the others before retiring for the evening. No one had seen Jacob since he had ran from the meeting earlier in the evening.
There was a fire in the middle of an open field around which almost everyone in the village gathered for the evening meal. The food was good and Jasper was enjoying himself listening to some of the elders tell stories about the past. Most of it sounded like made up stories but Jasper found the ones about the werewolves entertaining. Jasper didn't notice until most of the people had left that Edward was not with them around the fire. Questioning Carlisle about where Edward could be, Jasper didn't like what he discovered.
"I think he went off to find Jacob. He felt bad about how upset Jacob was over Paul. Evidentially, Jacob had feelings for Paul," Carlisle said then added "I'm going to go to bed now. We need to get an early start in the morning." He left Jasper standing by the fire alone. Edward shouldn't be out walking alone and Jasper didn't like that he was alone with Jacob either.
Walking down the quiet dirt street, voices carried over the air to Jasper. It almost sounded like lovers but there was an underlying tension in one of the voices that suggested otherwise. When Jasper clearly heard the words 'No, don't!' he knew there was something wrong. He rushed between two small buildings blindly. What he saw stopped him dead in his tracks.
It was Jacob. His hair was undone and hanging loose down his back covering his shoulders. He had someone pinned to the wall and he was handling the other man roughly.
"I need you. He's gone. He'll never know. Please, I need you," Jacob groaned, rubbing himself against the other man.
Jasper almost turned to leave. There was little light between the two houses and he hadn't seen Jacob's victim. The voice he finally heard clearly coming from the other man made his blood freeze in his veins.
"Jacob please stop! I don't want this," Edward tried to plead with the Jacob. 'I know you are hurting but it's not me you want. This won't replace him or bring him back."
Edward's voice was effectively cut off when Jacob attacked his mouth again. Jasper's eyes had finally adjusted to the darkness and he could clearly see his Edward struggling to push Jacob away from his body.
Every buried instinct in Jasper reared its ugly head. He wanted to kill Jacob Black with his bare hands. The burning need was almost overpowering. He recognized the instinct for what it was but there was a new emotion driving it. He'd felt it before but now he knew what it for what it was. Jealousy! Edward was his and no one, NO ONE, was allowed to touch him that way.
Grabbing Jacob by his long black hair, he felt the air whoosh out of Jacob's body as jasper had him on the ground straddling him before the other man knew what hit him.
Jacob blinked his eyes trying hard to understand exactly what had happened. He finally recognized Jasper and tried to take a swing at him, missing the mark completely.
Jacob trying to hit Jasper only increased his need to take out the shithead below him. The sudden realization that he could feel Jacob's evident erection under his thigh, made Jasper see red. No fucking way was this guy getting anywhere near his Edward again.
The gun was out; aimed at Jacob's forehead and the trigger cocked before Jasper heard Edward's shout or felt his love's hands on his shoulders.
"Jasper! STOP!" Edward yelled pulling on Jasper's body. "He's didn't mean anything! He's had too much to drink! STOP! Please!"
"You can't do this Jasper. You aren't the same man anymore," Edward's words softened as he felt the muscles in Jasper's body relax under his touch.
"My Jasper wouldn't take an innocent life. Not anymore," Edward said pulling Jaspers body off Jacob.
The gun hung limply in Jaspers hand as he let Edward pull him away from Jacob's now sobbing body. Jasper had been one second away from pulling the trigger and he knew it. Jacob knew it. Edward knew it too.
Jasper knew this was never going to work. He wasn't Edwards and Edward wasn't his. He was a tracker and a trained killer. He couldn't change that and he wasn't sure he could fight it anymore.
Edward sensed the battle going on inside Jasper. Saw the emotional turmoil playing out on the man's face. Something deep in him, made him realize he could lose Jasper if he didn't win this battle.
"I don't care," Edward said using both hands to pull Jasper's face level to his. "Look at me!" he demanded. Jasper obeyed.
"I don't care about the past. I don't care if you've killed before. I don't care if you still struggle with it even now," Edward's words were forceful yet somehow pleading with Jasper to understand.
"But," Jasper tried to say.
Edward covered Jasper's lips with his own; forcing Jasper to submit to his kiss. What started as a demand for Jasper's submission to Edward's need to reassure him of his importance; quickly morphed into so much more.
Demand was replaced by need. Desire was replaced by passion so deep both men reveled in it. Instant lust was replaced by the scorching burn of love like neither man had ever felt or expected to feel. When it was done, both men were left panting and grabbing at the other, desperately needing something to cling too.
"Do you trust me," Edward's warm breath bathed Jasper's cheek as he spoke.
"Yyesss," Jasper stammered, "but can you trust me?" It was a need rooted in Jasper. He needed Edward's trust no matter what. No matter what happened in the past or what would happen in the future.
"With my life," Edward fell against Jasper's hard body and whispered the truth.
Finally pulling away both men still clung to each other and looked to find Jacob had disappeared.
"He's hurting," Edward said. "He was in love with Paul; had been since he was a kid. Paul didn't return his feelings."
"Still he had no right to…" Edward stopped Jasper with another tender kiss.
"Are you going to kiss me every time I say something you don't like," Jasper said squeezing Edward's hand.
"Maybe…it's seems to be the only way to shut you up," Edward chuckled. "I can think of another way to shut you up, too," Edward said turning in Jasper's arms. "Something that will keep your mouth busy for a very long time. Something like taking my needy, hard cock deep in your throat."
Jasper stuttered and gasped. Shock washed over him. Edward had totally thrown him for a loop. He dropped to his knees where the stood and reached for his prize. Edward stopped him.
"See there is another way to shut you up," Edward giggled. Jasper stared up at the man standing over him.
Edward's face changed from mirth to dead seriousness. With eyes full of lust and love, he spoke the words Jasper never knew he wanted to hear.
"I want you Jasper. I want you so bad I'm busting…but not here…not in this place," Edward said lifting Jasper to his feet. "When we get home, we'll do it right. I want to discover everything with you. Can you wait till then? Will you wait for me?"
Jasper twisted Edward until his body slammed against a nearby house. He kissed the shell of Edward's ear and nibbled on the lobe. Edward's body trembled slightly, causing Jasper to smile against the tender flesh of Edward's neck. He inhaled deeply taking in the other man's scent, pulling it through his body.
Hands, that only moment before had been posed to kill; now fluttered gently up and down Edward's arms and chest. He could feel the rise and fall of it as Edward's breathing increased. Jasper's lips never left Edward's body, finding new sections of flesh to lick or kiss. He felt Edward's body shutter when he bit down just below his jaw bone. Jasper pushed and pulled material out of the way on his quest for more skin. Finally touching Edward's cock through his pants caused a fierce growl to rip from his own body.
Holding Edward up with one hand, he carefully rubbed the other against Edward's very obvious erection. Squeezing and palming the length of it, Edward couldn't help but thrust against the pressure of Jasper's hand.
Jasper waited, still touching, still kissing flesh, for Edward's breaking point. He smiled when it came.
"Shit…Jasper…feels so good," Edward moaned against Jaspers shoulder.
Suddenly Jasper released Edward causing the other man's eyes to open wide in amazement.
Smiling so that both dimples were popping out, he leaned in close to Edward and said, "Ah but the question is…can you wait?" Laughing Jasper turned on his heels and left Edward standing there wide eyed with his mouth hanging open. Jasper adjusted his own problem so walking wouldn't hurt so much and laughed as he went. He'd never felt so light and free in his life.
"You are a cock tease!" Edward shouted after him only causing Jasper to laugh harder.
"No more than you," he said when Edward caught up to him.
They walked back to the house where they would sleep that night without saying a word, hands clasped and smiling steadily.
Carlisle woke before either of them the next morning. To see them wrapped tightly around one another was not shocking. What did catch his attention was the look of peace and contentment on his son's sleeping face as he nestled his head on Jasper's chest. However, the same look on Jasper's face shocked him, deeply. He wanted to believe things would work out for his son and yet something nagged at him. He couldn't escape the feeling that the worst wasn't over yet and that thought caused him deep worry.
Billy Black and the rest of the council met with Carlisle briefly while Edward and Jasper stowed away the food stuffs some of the tribe's women had prepared for them.
In the light of day, every time Edward looked at Jasper, he blushed. Jasper on the other hand laughed out loud each time his saw Edward's cheeks inflamed. The possibility of a real future with someone like Edward in it had his mind a goofy mess.
Jacob hadn't been seen all morning and Edward worried about him. He was hurting deeply over the loss of Paul. Edward couldn't imagine how he would deal if it were him and he'd just lost Jasper. Taking another glimpse at the man, made his heart beat speed up slightly. He was so damn beautiful and such a contradiction of terms. On one hand, dressed as he was, in the long leather coat and his hat pulled down tight over his curls, you got the whole picture. He was a tracker…killer…bad boy. But when he graced you with a smile, a real smile, where his dimples peeked out and his sky blue eyes twinkled, he was like a little boy splashing away at the waterhole. Edward was equally enthralled and in love with both side of Jasper. The thought shocked Edward. He was in love with Jasper. That single thought confirmed his earlier statement, if he lost Jasper now, it would kill him too.
"We'll keep an eye out for him," Carlisle's voice called out as he both hugged the man's body and shook Chief Black's hand. They crossed the road to where Edward and Jasper waited.
"Thank you for your hospitality," Edward said offering his own hand to the Chief. "Jacob knows where I'll be if he needs someone to talk to."
The only acknowledgement was a quick nod from the Chief. Edward knew the man would never voice his concern for his son but Edward could see it there in his eyes.
"Let's go boys. I'd like to get home for dinner," Carlisle said climbing into the back of the Rover.
They had stopped briefly before noon to stretch their legs and get a bite to eat. The sun was warm overhead and they shed their coats before climbing back into the vehicle, even Jasper.
"At this pace, we could be home in another three hours," Carlisle said cheerfully. He was all smiles.
"Home" Jasper breathed the word. He had a home and he had Edward. He didn't remember ever feeling this good.
About an hour later, just as Edward took a sharp turn in the road, he pulled up short slamming on the brakes. Jasper and Carlisle were tossed forward and sat stunned for a moment.
"There's a body partly in the road," Edward yelled jumping from the Rover before Jasper or Carlisle was able to stop him.
Jasper saw the figure jump from behind a nearby boulder and wrestle Edward to the ground as he opened the vehicle door and jumped out. He automatically reached for his gun realizing too late his gun was in his coat which he had removed earlier. He watched in horror as the woman, Maria, who had Edward on the ground pulled her own weapon and struck Edward over the head with the butt end of the gun. Edward slumped to the ground, out cold.
Carlisle now stood by Jasper. He felt Carlisle press something hard into his back so Maria who was still bent over Edward couldn't see it. It was his gun. Jasper carefully reached behind him, slowly. He took the gun from Carlisle and slipped it into his belted pants under his shirt out of sight.
"Well Victoria, look what we have here," Maria said as Victoria stood from where she had been lying in the road.
"Jasper sweetie, we heard you were dead," Victoria said dusting off the road dirt from her pants, "and here you not only alive but in the company of Carlisle Cullen, himself."
"Caius isn't going to like that one little bit unless you were on your way back to Voltu with him as your hostage," Maria purred stepping over Edward's unmoving body.
Jasper moved forward pushing Carlisle behind him. He was watching both women carefully. He knew each of them was deadly in their own right, but together they would be almost unstoppable.
"Go get the other one," Victoria said over her shoulder to Maria. "That one isn't going anywhere for awhile." The way she referred to Edward, Jasper knew she could care less about him. She was after a bigger prize.
"Caius is going to be very happy with me. I took care of the little problem with Paul and now I'm bringing back Carlisle Cullen and you," Victoria smiled but it wasn't a pleasant sight. Jasper felt a chill run down his back.
Maria pushed a bound and struggling Jacob in front of her. She shoved him so he fell on the ground beside a still unmoving Edward.
"Now the way I see it, you have two choices," Victoria said slowly withdrawing her own gun. "You can come back to Voltu with us alive and pray Caius is in a generous mood or dead. Either way we're taking him back." She waved her gun at Carlisle.
"Caius wanted him alive," Maria reminded Victoria. "But he didn't say how he wanted Jasper," Maria laughed. "We could play with him first."
Jasper flinched inwardly but kept a cool façade facing the two women. He was very aware that Maria was an android and that when she played with humans they usually died. He cared little what happened to himself but he had to be sure that Edward would be safe. If he could get them to leave Edward and Jacob here, he would worry about getting Carlisle away from them later. For now he would try to keep one or both of them talking.
"What happened to Paul," he asked moving so that he was between both women and Carlisle.
"The shithead decided that he had to go back to warn his 'tribe'," Maria slurred the word. "It was too late anyway. The blood was no damn use to us." Jacob sat up and glared at Maria while she talked about Paul.
"The blood is no good for what," Carlisle spoke up drawing Victoria's attention.
"The transfusions Mr. Know Everything Cullen. They can't use the blood from outsiders. The blood doesn't regenerate like the lab created fetuses. Well they did until the generation they are collecting now," Victoria said twirling her gun around her finger. "That's why Caius wants you back. He thinks you can figure out what Marcus did to make the blood bad."
"My blood is bad," Jasper asked Carlisle confused about the whole conversation.
"If I had to guess, I would say that Marcus did something to the genetic makeup of the embryos from this generation because he was protecting…"
"Protecting," Victoria asked.
Jasper realized what Carlisle meant. Marcus had changed the embryo DNA so that he and Rose would be protected and so that they wouldn't be different, he had created a whole generation the same way.
"I'm sure Aro is very upset with this brother," Carlisle said to no one in particular.
"He was," Maria laughed out again. "By the time we get back with you two, it won't matter he'll be dead anyway."
Carlisle started to make a move towards Maria but Victoria aimed her gun in his direction.
"Now, now Mr. Cullen can't have you getting yourself shot now can we," Victoria motioned for Carlisle and Jasper to move towards the Rover.
"It was nice of you to bring such a reliable vehicle too," Victoria said. "I haven't driven one of these in a while."
"What about these two," Maria asked grinning evilly down at Edward and Jacob.
"Leave em'. I think the other one is dead already. You must have hit him too hard, sweetheart," Victoria cooed to Maria.
"Get in the damn Rover Jasper and do it now," Victoria turned to Jasper and Carlisle waving the gun in their direction.
Carlisle nodded slightly to Jasper. He knew this was the only way to keep Edward and Jacob safe.
Jasper was struggling to keep himself in check. He didn't want to leave Edward. He didn't believe for one moment that Edward was dead but still he hadn't moved since he hit the ground. Jasper backed up to the Rover never taking his eyes of Victoria or Maria. He heard Carlisle climb into the back seat and was just about to the door when Jacob made a strangled cry. Every head turned to see what he was doing.
Victoria and Maria laughed at him and told him to shut the fuck up then turned back to be sure Jasper was climbing into the Rover. Just before he stepped up into the Rover, Jasper took one more look at his Edward. That's when he saw it.
Edward had moved his head slightly and Jasper could see that one eye was open. Then Edward did the most wonderful thing. He winked at Jasper.
It all happened so fast that neither Maria nor Victoria caught it but Jasper did. Sudden relief flooded Jasper. Edward was okay. The rest of it would work out. So for now, he would keep Carlisle safe and somehow they would escape the city again, even if he had to kill all of them, Maria, Victoria, Aro, Marcus and Caius.
The Prophesy floated to the front of Jasper's mind. He was supposed to do this. He was supposed to end Voltu and the brothers three. He had to do this.
Well what do you think? Will Jasper be able to keep Carlisle safe and get him out again? Will Caius and Aro be wise to them? Will Edward and the gang from Forks come to the rescue? Only the author knows for sure! Hugs