Bella

"Welcome back to the great Nevada!" Fred crowed as his arms wrapped around me and Brenda squealed with glee. Jasper finished grabbing the bags and smiled friendlily at them. They both grinned back. Fred was a little apprehensive when I said we were coming home early, but agreed to meet us at his house.

"God!" Brenda gushed as her arms embraced me next, holding me tightly, "I thought you were dead or something! Fred didn't say you went back home." She let me go and looked me over, "You look tired." She grimaced.

I sighed and looked away. It was true. I hadn't been able to sleep with Jacob's words echoing through my head. It was like he gave up, he didn't want to deal with my crap anymore and that hurt the most. Jasper decided to step forward and slung an almost protective arm around my waist.

"She's fine," he kissed my cheek softly.

Fred kept his eyes on me, "B? You gonna tell me why you guys came here so early? And by the way," he took my suitcase from Jasper, "your cat is a dick."

I rolled my eyes, "She is not! And I came early because…because…"

"Because Forks was forecasted to be snowed in by tomorrow so we wanted to get out of there before we were stuck there another week." Jasper lied smoothly, his posture languid and an easy smile on his face.

"Oh," Brenda mused, "that's cool. We were just gonna have a welcoming back party and you kind of ruined it, but whatever." She shook the thought away with a smirk, "It's great you guys are back and we'll help you unpack." She grabbed my laptop bag, "Jasper, how far is your place from here?"

"Actually," Jasper began to walk then paused, turning back to face me, "I'm living with Bella for awhile." My mouth fell open and my eyes widened. He winked knowingly then continued to stroll away. Brenda followed him, slightly dazed and threw me a knowing smirk. I might have to turn off my ringer tonight. Fred was frozen in spot, one hand in his pocket and the other holding the bag while gazing at me with raised eyebrows.

I shrugged meekly, "I invited him to."

"Bella…" he looked uncertain.

I rolled my eyes to the ceiling. I had already heard this before, "We're fine. Thanks." I sneered before heading after the others. Fred followed me shortly.

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As I unpacked my things, I heard Jasper rumbling around in the living room, no doubt checking out my house. He had never really been inside and since I hated having anyone in my living space, this was a pretty big thing for me. It wasn't that I didn't want Jasper around, I loved him so much it hurt, but everything was so…natural. Too calm and quiet. I was used to being fought with or hurt and now everything was just accepted and serene.

And I loved every second of it.

"Sunshine," Jasper called from the living room. I walked in quietly and saw Spencer resting in Jasper's lap as he crossed his legs Indian style and played with her pointy ears. Too cute. He smirked at me and held up The Little Mermaid DVD. I grinned widely. I had always loved the Disney Network. It was all so amazing and beautiful.

"Ooh! You want to watch it?" I crowed excitingly and dashed over to him to snatch the DVD from his hand.

He crooked a brow, "I was wondering why you had all the Disney's movies."

I blushed head to toe. Ever since I was a little girl, I had always loved the magical ways of how princesses got married and overcame evil or how every character was strong and happy all the time. I used to desperately want that, wishing for the happily ever after. I smiled fondly and handed the disc back to Jasper.

Then he stood and went over to his duffel bag that was resting on the couch and pulled out a familiar gray sweater. Wait a sec. It was mine. I stared at him, baffled. Jasper smiled softly, his eyes distant before resting his gaze on me and handing over the shirt. I frowned and looked down at it. It was fairly cleaned, but held my shampoo smell, like I had worn it yesterday.

"What…?"

Jasper shrugged, "I stole it from your room a few weeks ago."

My frown deepened, "Why?"

"It helps." He stated simply. I didn't understand for a quick moment. It helps…? Oh! With my scent…He had needed help. I hadn't even noticed his bloodlust. He seemed to perfect for it. Which was odd, since he had attacked me on my birthday. I flinched at the memory. I didn't care. Why? Because I loved him. And nothing was going to change it. Especially his desire for my life source.

"C'mon," I tugged on his hand and he looked at me, confused, "Let's go out."

His grinned a teasing grin, "My, my, Miss Swan, are you trying to court me?" He asked in a husky drawl, wrapping an arm around my waist.

I playfully shoved his chest, grinning, lovesick, "In your dreams, Whitlock."

He sighed and pulled me closer, snuggling in face in my locks, "If I could dream at all, I would dream of you." He pressed a kiss to my forehead then grabbed his brown leather jacket.

I grabbed my jacket as well and slipped on sandals. Jasper quirked up a brow.

"You're only wearing that?" He asked with a frown and his eyes roaming over me.

I glanced down at my attire. It was a nice yellow, dull sundress with orange flowers dotting the breasts and bottom which stayed a few inches from my knees. The straps were spaghetti and the top was deep and pushed against my breast to give a high amount of cleavage. It felt better to be in the west so I could where less clothes. I couldn't do freezing. I slipped on my jean jacket and glanced at him.

"Yeah, what of it?" I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Maybe you should change…" He trailed off when I shot him a glower, "Let's just go." We got to the parking garage and pulled Kurbie from the dust. I jumped up in between the handle bars and Jasper threw his legs over the other side to start pedaling. The night was cool and dark, inviting us both to come out and play. Jasper speeded up since there were no other humans around and swept us swiftly threw the empty roads. I squealed with surprised glee as we bumped roughly onto a sidewalk and ran down a gigantic hill, causing me to scream and Jasper chuckled as we speedily threaded down the steep cliff. When we finally reached the bottom, I hopped off quickly.

"The park?" Jasper frowned, quirking up that sexy eyebrow.

I nodded, "I come here sometimes." He got off the bike too and started to walk next to it, holding the handle bars steadily. I wrapped my arms around his waist and he slung his limb around my shoulders.

For some reason, I started humming then singing softly, "Kiss me out of the bearded barley…Beside the green, green grass…Kiss me by the broken tree house…"

"I can do that." Jasper teased and kissed me softly on the mouth.

I giggled like a school girl, "I was just singing."

"And you have a beautiful singing voice." He whispered, still kissing down the corner of my mouth till he reached my jaw and started pecking I softly, his mouth brushing against sensitive parts and making me moan embarrassingly loudly, probably scaring the animals in the park.

"J-Jasper!" I squeaked, trying to pull him closer and push him away. My heart was thudding away, giving me away and my skin was tingling from being so close to him. The heated desire that rang through my body made my mind cloud with lust. And this was so not the time for any of it. I finally loosened my grip on his shirt. He kissed my throat and hummed, "We have to keep walking."

"I'm an excellent multi-tasker." He replied. I flushed. Then I squealed. We had made it to the Big Dip. Or that's what I liked to call it. The green, sparkling grass seemed to be calling to me. The fireflies, which you usually never saw out in November, were swarming around gently with the wind, glowing ever few seconds. The full moon seemed to be beaming directly on the spot and the tiny dip in the earth allowed you to see the gigantic, twinkling Lander city. It was so gorgeous.

"Yay!" I even did a little twirl to show my elation, "We made it." I stretched my arms over my head then turned to Jasper, who was gazing at the view with smoldering eyes.

"Wow," he breathed.

"I know, right?" I mused happily, "I haven't been here in forever." I paused then pouted, "Aw, man. I should've brought some snacks."

He grinned and we spread out the damp grass, feeling the nice breeze and watching the fireflies twinkle around us. Jasper threw random questions at me, mostly about the most greatest times in my life. I tried not to blush like an idiot or snort too loudly, but I couldn't hide anything from Jasper. He just watched me with a small smile and admiration in his eyes.

"…I got banned from Disney World." I said softly.

Jasper snapped his head to me, his eyes huge, "What? How?"

I shrugged, "My mom took me when I was four and the Mickey Mouse came up to me and touched my face. I didn't like to be touch when I was little so I punched him then took my mom's purse to start beating him with it. Finally, security got me and we were thrown out."

"Piglet! What the hell? You can't beat up Mickey Mouse!"

"Did." I replied with a grin.

He shook his head.

"And plus, he was smiling at me weird."

"He can't control his face! He's wearing a mask, Bella."

"How in the hell is he magical if he can't even move his face?"

Jasper chuckled and peered back at the view. It was still shining brightly, the tall building twinkling with lights and cars moving through the streets. I sat up and leaned against his shoulder, smiling softly. It was too perfect with Jasper. Too beautiful and grand. My heart would burst from how much he loved me. It seemed ironic really, after all the things I had been through.

"It's alright." Jasper shrugged, still staring at the sight, "I'll give it a six out of ten."

I grinned, "I give it a four."

"A four? Wow," he smiled at me, "How opinionated for a view."

"Well, I'm the judge here." I joked. His lips were suddenly on mine, kissing my smiling lips and causing my heart to pulse quickly and the blood to swoosh through my veins. My arms tangled around him, pulling as close as I could. His tongue caressed my lips and I opened with a sigh. Immediately, he dominated every crevice of my mouth, urging mine to follow in the old time dance. I found myself pushing my breasts into him, whimpering, and wiggling beneath his strong, lean form. My hands moved up to his shoulders and felt the powerful muscles arch into my touch. I felt like I was on fire, like my world had been sent ablaze by the devil himself.

Nothing could get more perfect than this.

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I set down my bag with a huff as Fred served drinks to a young woman. I was late. Again. Jasper didn't wake me up and I didn't mind much. I loved waking up to his smile and cool arms. I did give him a mouthful though as I choked down my toothbrush and yanked a comb through my tangled hair before trying to weasel the shirt over my head. Jasper had laughed, but helped me before combing my hair gently.

I was one hour late and I saw Fred's eyes dance curiously.

"Did you hear?" When I didn't reply, he continued, "More killings in Seattle. They're thinking about flooding out the city."

The thought made me shiver. Victoria was taking down the whole city? Wasn't that going a little overboard? Wasn't she just after me? Why kill all those people for me? I frowned and Fred a questioning brow.

I gave a bright smile, which threw him off pretty quickly, "I'm sure it's just some crazy guy looking for attention. There shouldn't be so much drama over it." I waved it off dismissfully and glanced at the TV. It was attached to the mango wall and seemed to be yelling at me/.

The Asian woman on the screen spoke with an urgent tone, "…It looks like no one is safe anymore. After two more deaths in Seattle, the police are running through all day and night, searching for any suspicious personals or evidence. So far none of the missing citizens have been found. Bree Tanner, Riley Biers, Kevin Grace…"

My breathing sped up and my face flushed. No wonder Jasper had been upset last night. Why in the hell he didn't tell me? She was getting closer and closer…I could just feel it. My heart raced in my throat and my stomach churned. I wanted to laugh at myself. I had been in sicker predicaments because of the Cullen family, but being separated from Jasper was just…

"Bella? B?" Fred's voice brought me back to the present.

"I…I have to throw up." I bolted to the red door and pushed it open, keeping a hand clamped over my mouth tightly. I shoved my way into a stall, not bothering to lock it behind me. I instantly bent over the toilet and puked up my breakfast of eggs that Jasper had made me while I'd yelled at him.

So, Victoria is definitely close, but…no sign of the Cullen's. I'm gonna have a vote. Do you guys think I should show up a Cullen, and if yes, then who? I'd love to hear what you guys vote for.

Peace, love, and chicken grease.

Until next time, my lovelies…