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Jasper
For the rest of Bella's shift, we sat at a table a little closer to the bar. I didn't want to let Bella out of my sight. I'd finally calmed down to the point where I could carry on a conversation, though my thoughts were consumed with what had just taken place in the alley. She'd talked me down from my rage, something no one other than Alice had been able to do and, truthfully, even Alice was usually a little too afraid to deal with me when I was in that frame of mind. Bella reached through the darkness that was closing in on me and pulled me back to her. She knew just how to talk to me, how to touch me to bring me back to her.

After we'd settled at the new table, Rose went back up to the bar to give her a tip for her and the girls to do another dance, stopping by the DJ to request he play Pink's "Rock Star". She clapped and cheered with the crowd as Bella and the girls danced, and any time Pink sang about starting a fight, Rose would holler, "YEAH!" Even Emmett was surprised at Rose's sudden enthusiasm. I knew, though, that my sister had turned the corner on her stance on Bella. It started when Bella stood up to her, but when she dropped that fucker at the bar, well that sealed the deal. Their bond was made over an ass-kicking.

Once the bar closed, we agreed to go to Bella's apartment as she'd suggested, since Lara had decided to go stay at her boyfriend's place for the evening. To my surprise, Bella chose to ride in the backseat with Rose, giving Emmett the front with me. I watched in the rearview mirror as Bella told Rose about previous yahoos she'd put in check since she'd begun working at the bar. I gripped the steering wheel, trying to contain my resurfacing anger, hearing the kind of grab-ass bullshit she'd had to deal with. It was a damn good thing she wasn't working the floor as a server anymore or she'd be quitting her job tomorrow. As it was, I wondered how soon I'd be able to talk her out of working in that damn bar. It's not like she even had to work at all, since she's with me now; money certainly wasn't an issue for me. We had so much to talk about, we-

I was suddenly brought out of my thoughts by the sound of Emmett rapping along to Kid Rock, "…to my homies in the county in cell block 6!" Apparently he'd plugged his iPod into my truck's Sync system.

"What the fuck are you singing?" Bawita-somethin' or other? Rose and Bella were now head-banging in the back seat, tossing their hair around and singing, "Banga-bang diggy diggy!"

Chuckling and shaking my head at the madness surrounding me, I pulled into Lara's parking spot and parked.

Bella and Rose slid out the back passenger door Emmett opened for them and strutted to her apartment door, shaking their asses and tossing their hair around, still singing that chorus. Bella unlocked the door and threw it open.

"Home sweet home, bitches! Be right back," she announced, and then headed to her room, to change I assumed. Pity, because those leather pants she was wearing were a sight to behold. I ached to follow her in there and lock the door, but I had a feeling it wasn't to be tonight.

Emmett started fiddling with Bella's stereo, turning on some tunes. Boston. Hell yeah, that's more like it.

"Dammit Emmett, turn that shit down, it's nearly 3 a.m.! You're gonna piss off my neighbors!" Bella hissed. She emerged from her room with her hair pulled up in a ponytail, a camouflage tank top (no bra again, yes ma'am), and a tiny pair of sweat shorts. I crossed the room to her in a flash, pulling her into my arms, dropping a hand on each luscious butt cheek and squeezing.

"Major! We have guests!" she exclaimed, laughing. The minx knew exactly the effect she was having on me.

"We can send them away," I growled in her ear, running the tip of my tongue along its delicate shell. She shivered and I could smell her arousal. Unfortunately, so could Rose and Emmett.

"Whoa!" cried Emmett, whipping his head in our direction. Tactful, my brother was. Rose strode toward us, "Alright you two, that will be enough of that shit. Bella and I still have catching up to do."

"We do?" Bella asked as Rose took her hand and tugged her away from me. I had to agree with Bella; this was very un-Rose like behavior, as far as Bella was concerned. I growled at her under my breath, not very happy with her taking my Bella away.

"Oh, stifle it Jazz," she said as she led Bella toward the kitchen.

Bella grinned at me over her shoulder. "Kind of a bossy bitch, isn't she?"

"Who are you calling bossy?"

"You, ya bitch! I need a drink."

I shook my head again, letting them have some time while I joined Emmett on the couch.

Bella
Funny what a joint-effort in kicking a guy's ass can do to bring people together. One punch and Rosalie "dammit Bella, call me Rose, Rosalie's so uptight" Hale was my new bestie. She was actually pretty fucking cool once she dropped the whole Frosty Bitch routine. She was also providing a distraction for me from over-thinking what had taken place between Jazz and me.

I was still reeling over the declarations that were made; the fact he took ownership of me and the fact that I was strangely more than okay with it. We had a lot of shit to discuss, so much had happened so soon, but my brain was fried tonight; I needed to decompress. And tonight I decided that would be accomplished with mas tequila. Oh, too bad it's so late, I could totally go for some Sammy Hagar!

Deciding tonight was a celebration of sorts, I fished out my bottle of Patron Silver. No salt or lime required for this, it goes down smooth on its own. I poured some into a short glass, grabbed my smokes, and told Rose to come sit with me.

I sat down and held my glass up to her in a toast: "To punching dumb boys and making them cry," and then took a sip.

She smiled at me as I set down the glass and lit my cig. "May I?" she gestured at the glass. I knew vampires didn't drink that shit. I exhaled and smirked, "Knock yourself out."

She picked up the glass and raised it back to me. "To second chances, and friendships forged in fucking people up," and took a sip. Awesome. That was, until she started hacking and spitting it back out.

"Hey bitch, that's my good shit! Spitting Patron all over my deck. Seriously, party foul."

She smiled apologetically. "Sorry, I didn't think it think it would affect me that badly. Blech. I meant it though."

I squinted at her, cig dangling from my lips. "Aw, Rose, don't go getting all mushy on me now. You're going to ruin your rep as a cut-throat bitch."

She rolled her eyes and nudged my leg with her perfectly manicured red-tipped toe. "Whatever, bitch. I'm trying to be serious here."

I nodded at her. "Proceed."

"I am a bitch. I don't dispute that, and often times I'm rather proud of it. However, I've been an especially rotten one to you, and for that I do want to apologize. I don't like not being the center of attention and I don't like change. You brought about both of these in my world and I resented you for that. I thought Edward was an idiot for getting involved with you, and that you were an idiot to want to throw away your precious life, and all the opportunities it offers, away to be with a guy who seemed intent on suffocating you. Seeing you now, I don't think you would've remained happy with Edward."

I took another sip of Patron. "Maybe, maybe not. Circumstances in my life have molded me into the exquisitely badass bitch seated next to you. I don't know what kind of person I'd be if he had stayed with me."

"Certainly not one as fucking fun as you are. Can I ask what the circumstances are of which you speak?"

I paused, crushing out my cigarette. "Can I give you the abridged version? I don't have it in me tonight to suss out all the details tonight." She nodded.

Twenty-five minutes later, my glass was empty and I was sitting in Rose's lap with my arms around her, stroking her hair as she collected herself. Hearing the story of my time with Jake, my pregnancy, and my decision to give up Tyler, had greatly upset her. She told me her own abridged version of what had happened to her when she was turned, and how the one thing she'd always desired and would never have was to be a mother.

"Oh Bella," she sobbed, "I can't imagine- I just don't- Ugh! I'm so, so sorry."

I leaned down, touching my cheek to hers. "Shh, Rose, it's fine. I'm okay now. Sure it was hard; I still have a hard time, but he's with his father and a mother who loves him as her own, and he's so happy and healthy. It's all I could have hoped for him. He's where he belongs."

"Do you want another child some day?" she asked.

"I've thought about it, but I don't see it happening for me again. Tyler was it. I don't regret it, but I don't think I want to do it again. Besides, if I'm going to be with Jasper, that's not really a feasible idea."

She looked at me. "Are you sure? About you and Jazz, I mean."

"Yeah, I'm sure. Even when Edward and I were together and loved each other, I never felt like we fit. We didn't make sense. Jazz and I make sense. I think I felt it from the first day. Seven whole days ago," I joked.

She was quiet for a moment. "Are you going to let him turn you?"

"He pretty much declared tonight that I'm his for forever. While we haven't had a chance to discuss things further, I'd wager that it's part of the plan. So you probably had better get used to the idea of having my bitchy ass around for a while." I gave her a playful poke in her rock hard chest.

"I'd be honored to call you my sister." Wow. I knew we'd made progress tonight, but this was huge coming from her. I hugged her.

"Thank you Rose."

Just then, the slider door opened and Emmett's head popped out, taking in the scene before him. "Aw, man are you two making out? Why didn't you call me?" Jazz's head popped up over Emmett's, his eyes wide.

"Well we're just getting started Em. Wanna join in?"

I looked at Rose and winked, taking her face in my hands. I bit my lower lip, studying her mouth while she licked her lips. She placed a hand on the back of my head, tilting her own, and we leaned forward toward each other. Jasper and Emmett's eyes grew wide. Right before our lips touched, we both turned our heads to face them. "NOT!"

Emmett groaned in disappointment while Jasper started cracking up. I moved off of Rose's lap and picked up my glass, taking it into the kitchen. "Jeebus Emmett, ya big perv. Like I'm really gonna make out with my sister. Shaw!" I glanced over at Rose and grinned. She looked very pleased with my statement. Emmett muttered something about people toying with his emotions.

I rolled my eyes, and then yawned. I caught the time on the microwave display; it was nearly four in the morning. "Well guys, it's been fun but the human needs her beauty sleep. Help yourself to the TV, the Xbox 360…" Emmett buzzed out of the kitchen.

"'Night Bells!"

I looked at Rose, confused. "He hasn't gotten to play 360 in three months," she explained.

"Ah, well that explains it. Okay, well good night." I looked at Jazz as Rose followed Emmett into the living room. "Tuck me in?"

Jasper
Much like she'd done with Peter and Charlotte, Bella had finally won over my sister. Once her staunchest opposition, hell that was the case not 6 hours ago, and now they were calling each other sisters. Amazing.

Emmett got me up to speed on the family while the girls had their moment out on the deck. I heard Rose ask Bella about my turning her, and was relieved to hear and feel that Bella wasn't opposed to the notion. While there was no rush, she was correct; it was definitely part of the plan. I wouldn't make Edward's mistake; I was never letting her go.

I followed her to her room, shutting the door behind me. I lay on her bed, waiting for her to emerge from the bathroom. She came out a moment later, climbed on the bed and crawled on top of me, stretching her body out in full on top of mine. I wrapped my arms around her, breathing in her scent, feeling her heart pound against my chest. I kissed the top of her head. "My Bella."

She sighed. "My Jasper." A few beats later, she whispered, "I love you."

"And I you, sweetheart. Rest now. We'll talk later." She was asleep within seconds.

I held her that way until she started to shiver. As I carefully slid her off of me, her hands reached for me, grasping my shirt in her sleep. I turned to my side and curled her into me, wrapping her comforter over us. We stayed that way, my thoughts filled with her, and her sleep peaceful, until she began to stir around 11:30 later that morning.

She stretched her arms over her head and the tank top she was wearing rode up high on her stomach. She moaned and that combined with the creamy bare skin and her taut muscles, I could resist no longer. I dipped my head down, placing my lips in a kiss above her navel.

"Oh!" She jumped a little at my sudden relocation.

"Good mornin', darlin'," I drawled, tracing around her belly button with my tongue. I could feel her lust begin to build.

"Um, Jazz, what are you doing?" Her voice was all raspy, husky from sleep; sexy as hell. I continued tasting across the skin of her stomach.

"I don't know what you mean, Ms. Swan," I answered. I dipped my tongue just under the waistband of her shorts, my hands stroking up and down her back. She moaned softly, and then quickly covered her mouth. I grinned, drawing my tongue across her lower stomach muscles. "What's the matter, darlin'?"

"Are Rose and Emmett still here?" she whispered.

"Mmm-hmmm," I darted my tongue into her navel. She hissed.

"Oh, we so can't do this right now."

I began inching the waistband of her shorts down, kissing her stomach. "I'm pretty positive they were doing something fairly similar to this a couple hours ago."

She paused. "On my couch?"

I shrugged, pulling the shorts down her thighs.

"Jazz."

I ignored her, kissing down the tops of her thighs as I continued sliding the shorts down her beautiful legs.

"Jasper!" she hissed.

Shorts went over the feet, onto the floor, and I began working my lips back up over her calves.

"We cannot do this right now, Jazz." But her determination was wavering.

"Do what, sugar?" I kissed the inside of her knee.

"You know goddamn well what I'm- oh!" My lips had reached her inner thigh.

"Shhh." I nuzzled the now-damp, thin fabric that covered her center, placing a soft kiss upon it. Her heartbeat accelerated and I heard a sudden shuffling followed by her muffled gasp. I looked up to see she was now squeezing a pillow to her face. Good. I chuckled quietly and with a twist of my fingers, I ripped her panties apart, removing the barrier between me and what I most desired.

"Hey!" she hissed.

"I'll buy you more," I said and dipped in for a taste of her ambrosia. As sweet as the blood coursing through her veins may be, it couldn't be better than this. She began to writhe around, so I grasped her hips in my hands holding her still as I continued to savor her sweetness. I could hear her moaning in her pillow, "Oh, God, oh Jazz…"

I went in deeper, rubbing her button with my thumb, and her thighs soon began to quiver.

"Who do you belong to Bella?" I asked softly, casually, lapping at the moisture her increasing arousal had released. She moaned. I stopped what I was doing and looked up at her.

"Jazz, please..."

"You didn't answer me, Bella. Who do you belong to?"

"Please…" she whimpered.

I sat up, pulled my shirt over my head, and unbuttoned my jeans, disposing of them along with my boxers at vampire speed.

"Answer me Bella. Who. Do. You. Belong. To?" I positioned myself between her legs.

"You, Jasper. I belong to you." Damn right. And then I claimed my mate.

In one thrust, I sank into her depths, hissing as I buried myself into her warmth. She gasped and I tossed aside the pillow, I couldn't have that face covered any longer. Instead I used my own mouth to muffle her moans as I continued to thrust with long, determined strokes. I felt her getting close, so I thrust deeper, swiveling and grinding my hips into her, and she began to clench around me, her body trembling under mine.

Nearing my own end, I sped up my thrusts, taking care not to hurt her. "My Bella, my Bella," became the mantra I chanted, until I felt her going over the edge again. This time I went with her.

As she cried out, I plunged even deeper than before and released. I heard a crash in the living room. I listened for a moment, determining there was no threat, and then laid with her as we both came back down to earth, her heartbeat slowing back to normal.

Suddenly, she sat up. "Gah! I have to pee!" She hurried to her bathroom. I chuckled and sat up, pulling my jeans back on, and walked into the living room to investigate the source of the crash I'd heard.

I found a very naked Rose, spent, draped over an equally naked Emmett, on a very broken sofa, with shredded clothing scattered about them.

"Wow, what happened here?" I chuckled.

"Like you don't know," Rose mumbled into Emmett's chest. "Project much, asshole?"

Oh. Whoops. "Right, sorry about that." Shit, I gotta reign that in.

"Dude, don't apologize. That was awesome!"

"Uh, you're welcome Emmett."

"WHAT THE FUCK?" Sigh.

"Mornin', lil sis. Got some pants we could borrow?"