Emotional Destruction.

Summary. . . . . . . . . . In the battle between Victoria's newborns and the Cullen's, Jasper is bitten. The venom burns as it courses it's way through his body, but he pays it no attention. As the Volturi arrive, he realizes his mistake as he is assaulted by emotions.

Disclaimer. . . . . . . . Wish they were mine, but I am just a child in Stephenie Meyer's playground.

A.N. . . . . . . . . . . . . . I'm so sorry for the extra long wait for this update, real life got in the way of writing. I hope that you enjoy. JP.

Epilogue. . . . . . . .

Three weeks passed. Two weeks of feeding Jasper fresh animal blood from a cup in order to keep him from starving, followed by a week of helping his weak body into the woods, killing for him and allowing him to take his feed. They all hated it, hated seeing their strong independent family member reduced to such means, but it was better than the alternative, loosing him completely. He hadn't yet talked about what had happened, not knowing how to get what he was feeling out correctly, asking Edward not to pry into his thoughts, Edward easily respecting his wishes, granting him the time to muddled through his thoughts alone. Jasper though could sense that they were all worried about him, and that worry added to his own uncertainty was overwhelming him. He needed some alone time.

He couldn't contain his joy when today, Carlisle had deemed him fit enough to go hunting alone, and Jasper, sick and tired of all the attention, had jumped at the chance to go. He still looked at Alice, as she stood in the doorway with Rose and Emmett getting ready to leave for school, looking for confirmation that nothing bad was going to happen, accepting her "you'll be fine" but still having doubts, still wondering if someone else could manipulate her powers, and try again at attacking. He couldn't stay here worrying for ever though, he had to get his life back, so he sent out a wave of calmness, and gave his wife a brief smile before jumping from the window and running off into the woods.

Hunting had been harder than he thought it would be though, his still weakened state creating unwilling mistakes that alerted his prey causing them to scatter before he could reach them, increasing his frustration immensely. Eventually though he was successful, taking down a lone deer and taking his fill, savoring every minute as strength once more coursed through him. He found and took down two more before he felt full and sated, and more alive than he had in a long while. Not wanting to return home, wanting to break away from all the emotions for just a little while longer, he started to run, pushing his feet harder and harder until within minutes he was standing on the small ledge, that jutted out from a cliff, that had become his and Alice's special place.

He sat down and allowed his mind to drift back over the past weeks, and Maria's reemergence into his life. Hate and grief flowing through him at the thought of the damage her return had cost, and of what they could have lost if she hadn't have been stopped. He hated that someone from his dark past had come into his life and threatened the existence of the people he had grown to love. He hated that someone he had trusted, and even at one point loved, had hurt his family. Hated that his actions had put Bella in danger once again. Hated that he couldn't even help his own wife when she was thrown into that danger too. He'd always thought of himself as weak, and these last weeks had proven in his mind that in fact he was.

He felt her before he heard her, felt the love that radiated from her with such power, he felt sure it would have taken his breath away if he had any. She stepped quietly, daintily around the corner, and sat between his legs, her back to his chest, her head resting on his shoulder. She stayed quiet, allowing him time to sort through his feelings, waiting for him to make the first move.

"I'm sorry Alice."

"For what?"

"For everything. For being the monster that I was. For bringing Maria into everyone's life. For not being their when you needed me. For not being the type of husband you deserve to have." He stopped as Alice turned slightly and held a finger against his lips.

"Sssshh Jasper, none of this was your fault. It was all Maria's, and as for not being the husband I deserve, you are everything I ever wanted, and need. I love you Jasper, why can't you see that?"

"But I'm weak Alice. I allowed Maria to manipulate me. I killed all those others. I find it so hard stay clean of human blood. Maria came back because of me. Bella could have been killed again. You could have been killed. I wouldn't have survived if that had happened. And the things I heard her say, the things she showed you on me. I'm so sorry she made you see and hear that Alice."

"Jasper I don't care what happened in the past. I don't care that you loved her. I don't care where those scars came from. I don't care because your mine, and their now mine, every single one of them, and I love them all just like I love you." She paused to look her husband in the eye, happy to see that the haunted look that had been residing their was slowly abating. She kissed his lips softly before adding. "Now what say we put all this behind us. We should be getting home the others will be worried. . . . . . . . . . . . .or we could do that." She added as her vision told her of Jasper's thoughts. "I guess the family can wait a while longer."

Turning around she kissed Jasper's lips once more, whilst her body turned until her legs were straddled either side of her husbands, a sense of complete and utter happiness engulfing everything around them, and pushing everything that had happened to the furthest recesses of their minds.

The End.

A.N. . . . . . . . . . . . Well that's it the end of this tale. Thank you so very much to everyone who took time out to read this, and also thank you to all those who reviewed, or added to favorites. Will be back soon with a new tale, catch you later. JP.