Chapter 11: The Story

Two days had passed since Jasper and Alice were reunited and they were inseparable. Alice was happier than ever, she was pregnant with twins and she was with the man of her dreams.

On the second night of their reunion, Jasper and Alice were curled up in her bed together. He smiled as his hand was tracing circles over her baby bump. "What are you hoping for?" He asked smiling.

"Mm a girl so I have someone to dress in pretty dresses and a little boy so he looks just like you," she replied.

Chuckling lightly, he kissed her stomach softly. She moved her fingers through his hair. "I prefer the blonde better," she commented.

"Well the brown was just to hide from the gang," he answered kissing her softly.

Alice kissed him back, sighing softly into his mouth as she felt his fingers trace the underside of her breast. Smiling, he pulled away from her lips, kissing her neck gently. She moved her fingers down his back as she reached down to pull his shirt off. Sighing, he pressed his forehead. "Ali…I have to tell you something," he said quietly.

"What? What is it?" She asked.

Sitting up, he pulled off the t-shirt he was wearing, revealing the healing scars on his body. She gasped sitting up. "Jasper…" she said quietly, gently touching the cuts on his body. Jasper closed his eyes, pressing his forehead against hers. "What happened?" She asked.

"They attacked me," he replied.

Closing his eyes tight, he held onto her hands as the memories projected into his brain like a movie.

Walking into the apartment, he threw his jacket onto the couch just as he was jumped from behind. He hit the floor and tried to reach for his knife that had fallen to the floor when it was kicked out of his reach. Two guys pinned his arms down while two more pinned his arms down. He struggled hard but stopped when he felt a knife against his face. "What is going on here?!" He demanded as he struggled a little more.

"I've thought about it Jasper and I realized your services aren't needed anymore," James replied with a grin.

Feeling his heart rate pick up, Jasper struggled even harder against the rest of the gang that held him down. "It's not fair that we have to punish those who break the rules but let you walk free," he commented.

"You're making a huge mistake!" Jasper exclaimed.

"I don't think so. Finish him," James instructed.

Jasper gasped for air when the air was knocked out of him. They dragged him to his feet and they each took turns punching him and kicking him. With the final blow to the face, Jasper took this chance and jumped up, kicking two guys in the chests before throwing the two who held his arms down to the ground. He grabbed his knife up from the floor and held it out in front as his only sign of protection.

Just as he was backing up to the door, he felt a sharp pain rip through his back. He cried out in pain and hit the floor. "Jazzy you're such a fool," James commented. Jasper grabbed his knife and threw it, the blade embedding into James's leg. Grabbing his knife again, he tried to get up from the floor when he was kicked in the face followed with a stab to his side. Getting up from the floor the last stab to the chest made him stand completely still for a second, collapsing to the floor. "Finish him!" James snapped angrily.

"Alice…no…" Jasper said quietly.

He grabbed his knife and with whatever strength he had left, he ran towards the window and jumped through it before they could do anything.

Opening his eyes, he looked to see Alice's eyes widening in horror. "Oh Jasper!" she gasped.

"I made it to my sister's barely alive," he answered quietly.

She placed her hands on his face with tears in her eyes. "They didn't tell you because they knew that is what James would have wanted. They would've grabbed you before you could even get to the hospital," he said quietly. Alice swallowed hard, her hands resting on his waist. Jasper reached up, stroking her face gently. "Alice, I love you so much I would die for you. I'd give anything to make sure you and our babies are safe," he whispered.

"I know," she answered.

He kissed her gently, moving his fingers over her neck. Alice kissed him back, wrapping her arms gently around him. Pulling away, she pressed her forehead to his. "I love you," she whispered.

"I love you," he answered.

Jasper sank down to the bed, kissing her stomach where their unborn children were growing. She moved her fingers over his back, tracing the healing scar on his back.

They were lying on the bed, eye level to each other. "Jasper, if you hadn't joined the gang, what would you have done?" She asked. Jasper held her hands in his, kissing her knuckles gently.

"I would've joined the army," he replied.

He kissed her forehead. "Or some kind of branch of military, my mother was Air Force. I was and still proud to say she was my mother," he said quietly. She moved her fingers up and down his arm. "Her death tore the whole family apart," he added.

"What happened?" She asked.

Jasper kissed her lips briefly while moving his hand over her arm. "It was an accident, she used to fly jets. From what I was able to read when I was older, one of the jet engines failed and her hatch wouldn't open when she pulled the lever," he explained. Closing his eyes, swallowing. "He was never the same after that. He would try to be Rosalie for looking so much like her but I would always protect her. I got the blunt of every single blow again and again for eleven years," he added.

"Jasper I'm so sorry," she whispered.

He reached into his jeans and pulled out the dog tags. "I stole these from dad's room the day I left. I wanted something of my mother's with me so I took these," he added. Alice held the dog tags in her hands looking at the name.

"Jocelyn Whitlock-Hale," she read, tracing her fingers over the engraving.

Jasper nodded, holding her hand before Alice kissed him gently. "Your mother would be proud of you now Jasper. Seeing how much struggle you went through and you know what? You're a better man now," she said quietly. He kissed her gently with a sigh.

"You've made me the better man," he said quietly.

He held her hands in his, kissing her knuckles. "For the first time in seventeen years, I feel hope," he whispered. Alice looked at him, smiling softly as she traced her fingers over his jaws. "You give me hope," he added. He placed his hands on her stomach. "Our babies give me hope," he murmured. She rested her hands over his.

"These babies will be the most loved babies on this planet," she commented.

He chuckled lightly. "That they will," he answered moving his fingers over her stomach. Jasper looked into her eyes reaching up to touch her jaw again. "I love you," he said quietly.

"And I love you," she answered.

Jasper kissed her again before they snuggled up to each other on the bed. His hand was resting over her stomach with the dog tags still in his hand. They both fell asleep in each other's embrace.