AN: Alright, so you'll find out what our little Jazzy was up to, and get a little insight into his and Bella's relationship while she was still human. But it is kind of fluffy too. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: SM owns all. I just wish owned Jasper. But hey, a girl can dream! =]

Jasper refused to tell me what he'd been doing upstairs and prevented me from trying to sneak up there to have a look. Instead he dragged me outside again, claiming I needed to hunt, which I kind of did, but I would've survived waiting until morning.

I took down a beautiful mountain lion, he – thankfully – put up a bit of a fight, making the blood taste that bit sweeter due to the adrenaline. After I had finished eating I buried the carcass and made my way to a large boulder, waiting for Jasper to come find me, after all it was his idea to come hunting, I wanted to go in my room.

"What's with the annoyance Sugar?" He drawled as he cleared the tree line, the moon hitting his skin and making him glow. He'd removed his shirt while he hunted and his jeans hung off his hips in a way that showcased the lickable 'v' which vanished under the waistband.

"Annoyed? Me? Never. I mean it's certainly not annoying to be kept out of your own room, or told you need to hunt when you actually don't." I rolled my eyes as he stalked closer to me until he was stood between my legs, his hands on my hips and his scent surrounding me.

"I'm just trying to do something nice for ya Darlin'."

"So why can't you just tell me what it is?"

"It's a surprise." He gently poked my nose with his finger as he smiled softly at me. My expression softened a little from a scowl to a frown.

"Jasper, I hate surprises." I whined, moving my hand from their folded position across my chest to rest on his shoulders.

"I know Sugar, but please, give me this one." He pleaded, looking at me form under his eyelashes in a very feminine way, against my will a giggle escaped my lips.

"No fair Jazz!"

"I never said I played fair Bella, now can you patient and wait for your surprise?"

"I guess." I mumbled, leaning forward to rest my forehead against his, his golden eyes dancing with happiness.

"That's my girl." He chuckled before lifting me off the boulder and pinning me against a fairly solid oak tree, though the tree did shake a little when it had a vampire slammed into it. His lips brushed mine gently, his breath mingling with mine for a moment just before he deepened the kiss, his tongue invading my mouth as his hips pressed against mine. After a minute though I pulled away.

"No." I said simply, though it came out as more of a gasp due to Jaspers teeth lightly scraping over my neck. "Jasper." I pushed him away from me with whatever force I could muster. "I'm still annoyed with you."

He looked dumbfounded. After all this was the first time I'd ever said no to him about this. Usually I was as horny as he was, but today I just couldn't get into it. "Darlin'..." He clearly had no idea what to say, and in all honesty neither did I so I just shrugged at him. He turned away and went to go retrieve his shirt from the tree he'd hung it on while I was left feeling a little guilty, not about refusing to have sex with him, but because of the look of hurt that had flashed through his eyes, I knew how rejection felt and I never wanted him to feel that, especially not because of me. He knew I loved him, and almost constantly wanted him inside me but now was one of the few times I didn't.

"Don't start feeling guilty Sugar. I understand, it just shocked me a little." He sighed from the other side of the clearing, now clad in a plain black button up that was only partially done up. He walked over to me and gave me a soft kiss, it was chaste and sweet and just what I needed to make me feel better.

I wasn't going to apologise so I took his hand and started leading us back to the house. It took us half an hour to walk back at a pace just quicker than a human. We walked in silence and entered the house the same way. There were no sounds from anywhere. The house was empty. Jasper decided to take the lead then.

He led me up the stairs and to the door of the guest room. I frowned a little as we stopped outside the door. Without a word he just pushed the door open and stood aside, leaving me to look into the room. I gasped and my hand flew to my throat, trying to stop any further sounds escaping me as I took in the scene before me.

From the pale cream wall colour to the twin beds, from the slightly deteriorating desks to the bookcase filled with text books and select fiction books Jasper had completely recreated my dorm room from college.

I turned to glance at him, still at a loss for words and he simply shrugged at me with a small smile. "I wanted to recreate our first 'date'." He explained after a moment.

"This...Jasper, it's...too much." I stuttered out, any remaining annoyance I had felt towards him had evaporated completely. I was stunned and touched, and so many other things I had to try and keep them all at least slightly contained so that they didn't overwhelm either me or Jasper.

"It's not enough, really. I wanted to take you out to dinner at your favourite restaurant, and dance with you until dawn. I wanted to give you the moon, Isabella."

"This is more than all of that put together Jay." I whisper, throwing myself into his arms and pressing a kiss to his neck, nipping it lightly. He hugged me tightly for a moment before extracting himself from my grasp.

"Go into Alice's room, your clothes are laid out in there. And don't forget the pony tail." He smiled softly. I rolled my eyes before turning and heading towards my sisters room, a small squeak escaped me as Jasper swatted my ass before he vanished into our room.

Sure enough, there on her bed, Alice had laid out my old comfort jean and a deep green V neck sweater, complete with black strap top to wear underneath. I quickly changed into the outfit, including a pair of well worn sneakers, to which Alice had attached a not expressing her hatred of them. ducking into her bathroom I put my hair up in a high pony tail, allowing a few strands to fall out of the hair band and frame my face.

Once I was ready I headed to 'my dorm room', and settled onto the bed, a battered copy of Wuthering Heights resting on the pillow in front of me, my legs bent at the knees and my ankles crossed in the air. A few moments later there came a knock on the door. I allowed myself a small smile before I called out, "Come in."

The door opened and there stood Jasper, leaning in the doorway, he was wearing black jeans which I knew from experience hugged his ass perfectly, and a white t-shirt, partially covered by the unbuttoned, button up he wore, also in black. Finishing his slight cowboy look were the black leather cowboy boot on his feet. My eyes dragged over him for a moment before he spoke.

"It's not safe to leave your door unlock you know."

"It's not like can keep out sadistic vampire bitches is it?" I replied with an arched eyebrow. Jasper shrugged and inclined his head in acceptance. "So, what brings you here Jasper?"

"I thought you might like some company. I know Alice is away hunting tonight." He finally moved from the doorway, closing the door behind him as he moved to the side of my bed and looked down at me, in turn causing me to turn my head more to look up at him.

"Company wouldn't be too bad I guess. Didn't think it'd come in the shape of Jasper Whitlock though."

"And why's that ma'am?"

"You always stay away from me. Well, you used to at least. It's not like I spend much time at the Cullen house now." I shook my head, shifting my position so my back was to my pillow and my legs were crossed in front of me, leaving the rest of the bed free. I motioned for him to sit down, and he did.

"I apologise for that, but it's hard to deal with the bloodlust f six other vampires constantly. Which is one of the reasons I thought it might be nice to spend some time getting to know each other away from any other influences."

"Influences?" I asked, arching an eyebrow.

"Influences." He confirmed with a smirk. "I know this may seem belated but I wanted to apologise for what happened on your ..."

"Stop. You don't need to. I never blamed you for that Jasper. You should know that. It wasn't your fault. They all felt the same, and hey, you're an empath. It can't be easy handling your own bloodlust, let alone that of your families as well." The words rang just as true today as they had then, I had never blamed Jasper for his reaction to the stupid paper cut on my eighteenth birthday, and I never would, especially not now, not after gaining some insight into how controlling the bloodlust could be.

"You don't know how much that means to me Bella. And that is partially what I meant about 'other influences'."

"Oh."

"So, what were your plans for this evening before I interrupted you?"

"I was going to read for a while, then maybe have a long soak in the tub, nothing that can't be put off to another night." I smiled, relaxing in my seat, my gaze fixed on him, my eyes slowly travelling over his body. He really was a sight for sore eyes.

"Is there anything you want to do tonight now that you have company?" I shrugged, at the time I had been unable to think of anything to do, although right now I could think of so many things to do to the sinfully delicious man sat opposite me. He smirked at me knowingly and shook his head a fraction.

"I can't think of anything. How about we watch a movie?" I finally suggested.

"Sounds good. Which movie?"

"Take your pick, they're all on the shelf. I'm sure you'll figure out the order quickly enough." He chuckled and slunk over to the shelf which housed my pre-Jasper DVD collection. After we'd gotten together Jasper had taken it upon himself to expand my collection, always choosing a film I had never seen, but once I'd watched it, I adored.

"How about, 'The Hangover'? I've never seen it, but Emmett raved about it for a week after he watched it." He finally suggested, holding the case in his hands and glancing at me over his shoulder. I nodded my approval and he set up the DVD, pressing play before joining me again on my bed. This time he sat beside me, his arm slung across the back of the headboard as he reclined on the bed. His scent filled my senses, just like it had that night, though then it had made my heart race and my face flush, now it simply meant that the underwear I was currently wearing was ruined.

We watched the movie, laughing and joking together, and I felt more relaxed than I had in a long time, before long though, it was over and Jasper rose from his seat and returned the disc to its case and then to its spot on the shelf.

"It's an interesting system you have Isabella." He commented as he straightened up.

"I like it; I use it for my books as well." I smiled, watching him walk over to my bookshelf and glance over the titles and their arrangement.

"So they're done chronologically, and within each year alphabetically, huh?"

"Bravo. Most people don't figure it out. Even Edward struggled for a minute or two." I laughed, giving him a sarcastic applause, to which he performed an over dramatic bow. He glanced at the clock beside me.

"It's late. I should let the human get to sleep." The crestfallen feeling washed through me, neither human Bella, nor I wanted him to leave. But I nodded slowly. He walked to the door and I rose from my bed, walking behind him in an attempt to seem like a good hostess seeing out her guest. He opened the door and stepped through into the hallway, turning back to look at me where I stood, stranded in the doorway.

"Sleep tight Bella." He smiled softly, pressing a kiss to my forehead, sending electricity flying down my spine.

"Jasper." I breathed as his eyes caught mine once more, his were dark with lust, and I'm sure mine were too. "Kiss me." It was the same demand I'd made of him that night, though then I didn't understand my need to feel his lips against mine. I know now that I had fallen in love with my mate that night.

He didn't hesitate, his lips covered mine, moving gently with my own before his tongue swept over my bottom lip, I opened to him without thought as my hands tangled in his hair. One of his hands held onto the hair at the base of my neck, the other gripped my hip, pulling me closer to him as we stumbled backwards into the room, my knees hitting the side of the bed.

We pulled apart, both of us breathless. Our gazes locked together. I smiled up at him.

"Happy anniversary, Major."

"Happy anniversary, Colonel."