I do not own any part of S.M.'s brilliant world of the Twilight saga. This is simply my take on the what could have beens.

A.N. Hey guys! So, this next chapter was torture for me to write and I really hope that y'all don't think I'm rushing things along too quickly but I really didnt see any other way around it. You'll see what I'm talking about when you read so go ahead...get on it! lol Hope you like!

Bella's POV

I felt a shiver go through me as Jasper stood and put his hands over my legs that were now tightly wrapped around his waist. I could feel the strength of his fingers as they held me securely to him and the hard marble like muscles of his back ripple against my chest as he began to move us through the trees.

I closed my eyes and tried my hardest to reign in the desire that I now felt coming from me; praying silently to myself that by some miracle he hadn't noticed my new heated emotions. I knew though, as I felt his back stiffen slightly beneath me that he had, and a new wave of guilt came rushing out.

How could this be happening? This was bad. I should not be having these feelings for Edward's brother. I should definitely not be having these feelings for my best friend's mate. I felt my heart speed up as I frantically tried to push back the thoughts of how good he felt beneath me. The sinewy muscles flexing with each new movement, the baby soft curls brushing deliciously across my cheek, his hands pressed firmly against my legs...No! Stop it! This is very very wrong.

Yes, Jasper was a gorgeous man. He was a vampire for crying out loud, of course he would be beautiful, desirable... But so was Emmett and Carlisle and I could never imagine thinking of them this way...eww...So why the hell was I having these thoughts for Jasper? Why all of the sudden am I loving the fact that I am flying through the woods with my body pressed against his?

Even with Edward who I had wanted a future with; who I would have given my mind, body, life and soul for, I hadn't felt this kind of desire. I had rode through the woods, just as I was now, on countless occasions with Edward and every time I had been scared shitless and sick to my stomach until he set me safe back on the ground. Why was it different now? Maybe if I opened my eyes...

I lifted my lids and looked around me as the trees whipped past us and waited for the nausea to come, but it didn't. I looked down and instantly regretted opening my eyes, wishing at that moment that getting sick could be my biggest problem. I could now see Jasper as his body moved gloriously and gracefully beneath mine and a fresh surge of guilty desire washed over me. I let my head fall to his shoulder and let out a low moan. How had I never noticed before how incredibly sexy he was?

I felt Jasper begin to slow his pace then and I began to panic. What in the hell must he think of me? I knew he had felt every emotion that I had spilled onto him and I was terrified that if I looked in his eyes I would see the disgust that I knew I deserved. I didn't get the chance to see it though as he came to a stop, and after setting me down, without even turning to look at me, began walking away with his hands in his hair.

I knew it. I had upset him so much, disgusted him so much with my entirely inappropriate feelings that he couldn't even stand to be near me. I sank to the ground and put my own hands in my hair. How could I have been so stupid? To feel these things for him in just the short time since he showed up here. We hadn't even really been able to talk and I was lusting after him? I am a horrible person. I wouldn't blame him at all if he hated me. I would hate me. I just really hoped he didn't...

"Jasper, I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over m..." I felt myself being picked up off the ground then and let out a whimper when I looked up into Jasper's pitch black pupils. I felt a spike of fear run through me as his eyes went incredibly darker by the second, but my fear was quickly replaced by shock as his lips crashed into mine and I realized it wasn't blood lust I saw in his eyes. It was desire.

Jasper's POV

I knew the second that Bella climbed onto my back that this dumb assed idea of mine had been a mistake. 'Let's take a run'...Of all the idiotic ideas I've ever had this had been by far my stupidest. A run, I thought maybe we could stop once we got to a nice spot and talk for a while...Yeah that would happen...

We should have just taken the damn truck, but noooo I had to let off steam first and go for a run. it didn't sound so bad did it? It was an innocent enough activity for two adults to do right? Absofuckinglutely wrong... The moment I felt her firm little legs wrap themselves around me I knew that this would be by far the longest run of my life.

I'm such an ass hole. I should have stopped it right there; As soon as I felt the lust begin to seep out of me, as soon as I felt her arms snake themselves around my shoulders. I should have let her go the moment I felt her breasts press tightly against my back. I should have put her down and ran back to the truck when I felt her sweet breath on the back of my neck..ugh... But as I said, I am an ass hole.

As I ran through the trees I felt myself begin to go insane. All I could think of was how good she felt against me and how wrong this situation was. I knew I had to get my emotions under control before I projected them onto her. I'd have a whole new set of problems if she discovered what a complete pervert I was.

I took a deep breath and reigned in as much of my desire as I could and with a whole shit load of effort, gradually felt myself begin to relax. As I did though, I was finally able to get a sense of Bella's feelings and oh my freaking panty dropper... How the hell could I have missed that?

The desire I felt coming from her was easily matched to what I had been trying to force down and it just made my problem a whole lot harder...literally. I felt her guilt mixed in but it was almost completely covered by the lust she was feeling. She dropped her head to my shoulder then and the sound that came out of her mouth... I couldn't take it anymore.

I slowed until I knew I could stop without jarring her and set her on her feet before I walked ahead. I needed to get my head on straight or we were going to have a very big problem to deal with. I put my hands in my hair and pulled, hoping that a little pain would knock me out of this crazy hormonally induced dilemma but then I heard the remorse in her soft voice when she tried to apologize and I lost it.

The next thing I new I had her in my arms and was kissing her with a passion I didn't know I was capable of; Especially with someone who was very much alive and who's heart was practically beating out of her chest. I was so caught up in desire though that her blood was the last thing on my mind.

I barely registered her shock at my sudden advance before I felt her arms wrap around my neck and her lips begin moving as fiercely as mine. I felt her soft tongue run gently across my bottom lip and if I could I would have melted right there. I opened my lips to allow her access into my mouth and as our tongues slid together I came undone. She tasted amazing. It was like nothing I had ever experienced in the hundred and seventy years I had been alive. She was like honey and silk and magnolias, just amazing. I couldn't get enough.

As I deepened the kiss I felt her run her tiny hand under the back of my shirt and a shiver went through me. What was she doing to me? I tangled my fingers into her soft thick curls and then I heard her moan. It was the absolute sexiest sound I had ever heard and it was a miracle I didn't lay her on the ground and take her right there. I have no idea how I was able to finally pull away from her.

I felt her disappointment at the sudden loss of contact as I forced myself to step away and as I saw the pout she was wearing it took me every ounce of restraint I owned not to attack her now swollen and completely sexy lips again. I knew though, that we needed the space between us to figure out what the hell just happened.

I took her hand and led her to a fallen tree where I sat and looked up at her. She looked so vulnerable and beautiful standing there in front of me and I had to force my aching hands not to pull her onto my lap.

"I think we should talk" I said as I patted the spot next to me. I felt her hesitation as she slowly sat down and I sent her out as much calm as I was capable of. I shook my head then as I thought of what a little calm could have done a few minutes ago and let out a small chuckle.

"What?" she asked, clearly not understanding what I found so amusing.

"Oh it's nothing" I said and chuckled again as I watched her frown and cross her arms over her chest. "I was just thinking that if I would have thought to calm you a little while ago, we wouldn't be in this mess..." I saw her eyes turn to slits and hung my head as I realized my mistake.

"So this is my fault huh?" She growled in frustration before standing and began pacing back and forth in front of where I was now sitting and feeling like a complete jack ass.

"Bella, I didn't mean it that way" I knew she wouldn't listen to that though and I stood up and tried to put my hands on her shoulders to still her long enough so I could have her look at me. "Darlin, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I'm just as at fault here. I don't know what happened" I felt her sadness then and when she finally looked at me I could see tears in her eyes.

I pulled her into my arms and rubbed her back as I felt the sobs go through her. "Bella please don't cry" I begged her and pulled her onto my lap as I sat back down on the fallen tree.

"This is just so screwed up Jasper. What the hell were we thinking? This is crazy!" I was caught off guard then as I heard her start to laugh but then I felt her bitterness and realized that she was anything but amused

"You just show up out of the blue and of course the nutty twit that I am thinks I'm hallucinating, then I punch you and break my hand and now I'm sitting here on your lap trying to figure out why the hell we just made out like a couple of horny teenagers" She got up again and continued pacing in front of me.

"What the hell did I do that fate has such a screwed up agenda for me huh?" her tone started rising and I could tell that if I didn't put a stop to it soon she would probably end up kicking me and wind up with another cast to match the one on her hand.

"Bella you didn't do anything wrong, life can just be really shitty sometimes, but it always gets better" Well...c'mon I'm a guy, it's all I could think of.

"Oh yeah?" she said with narrowed eyes as she began stalking toward me and I must admit I was a little scared of her.

"Then explain to me why the last few years of my life has been one huge explosion after another. Tell me Jasper, why my the hell it is so damn impossible for me to have one tiny ounce of normalcy before it's ripped away. Can you tell me that?" I couldn't and she knew it. I saw her shoulders slump and felt the anger become replaced by numbness as she sat back down next to me and put her head in her hands. "I just want answers"

I took her hand back in mine and just held it there while we sat in silence for a few minutes. I wanted to help her, I wanted to say something, but I had no clue how I was supposed to do that without freaking her out again. I saw her look back up at me and felt her hesitance before she spoke again. "Jasper, can you at least tell me why you're here?" Well hell, I guess now was as good a time as any.

A.N. So there ya have it! A little bit of steam with an added dose of crazyness never hurt anybody right? lol Hope y'all enjoyed, and dont forget to tell me what'cha thought. Next chapter...The Talk...kinda scary... ;op