*Jemima*

We were both on a journey together, Jasper and I. A journey of discovery. Right now, we were in the first stages of our relationship. I was something he'd never seen before, and he was something I knew little about.

It seemed strange to me that Jasper hadn't seen everything there was to see. To me, he was a God-like creature, with knowledge to equal his beauty. It was impossible that someone as normal as me could surprise him. I mean, the guy had been alive (okay, he'd be animate) for 167 years. I'd been alive for a little over 18 years. Nothing.

Quite an age difference.

This now was just one more obstacle in our road of discovery.

Jasper's mobile phone vibrated through the material of his trouser pocket, into the side of my leg. Without a moment's hesitation, Jasper slid it out of his pocket and pressed the Answer button.

"Carlisle?"

"Jasper," I could hear my adoptive father's rushed voice on the other end of the line, "are the others with you?"

"Rosalie, Emmett and Jemima, yes. What is going on?"

"The wolves. They're here. We need Jemima; Bella cannot dissuade them for much longer."

Jasper froze, as did I. "We'll be there in two minutes," Jasper growled, his voice strained with all of the emotions pulsing through him, my own included.

He hung up and dropped the phone into his pocket. I noted the dents in the body where Jasper's fingers had tightened over them.

"Emmett," Jasper called,

Emmett, hearing the tone of Jasper's voice, was beside us in an instant, "Who's gettin' beat?"

"The wolves. They're at our home,"

Emmett cracked his knuckles, "Let's beat these dogs!"

"Emmett, no." Rosalie said, arriving by his side and clutching his arm. Despite her warning, I could hear in her voice that she was thinking the same thing.

"Get to the car. Now." Jasper ordered, grabbing my hand and near-enough dragging me in the direction of where we'd parked Emmett's car.

"Can't we just run?" I asked, as we approached the huge vehicle in a speed that barely passed as human. I could hear Rosalie's high-heels beating the ground alongside Emmett's bear paws behind us.

"Too many people," Jasper explained in one breath.

He let me into the back seat of the Jeep, and I moved over to let Jasper in for speed. Rosalie slid in beside Emmett, who fired up the monster of a car instantly. Putting his foot down, we screeched out onto the road.

Two humans leapt out of the way of the roaring Jeep, screaming.

"Let's refrain from mowing down pedestrians, shall we Emmett?" I cried, as he nearly took out an old lady.

Emmett's reply was a testosterone filled, "Booyah! Fifty points!"

Even in that situation, Emmett could still be relied on providing the comic relief.

We were at our home in two minutes, as Jasper had predicted.

In six seconds, we were with our family.

Carlisle stood in front of Esme, his arm acting as a wall between the motherly vampire, and the pack of wolves snarling in the garden. Bella was stood, gripping Renesmee to her chest, in front of a large, russet-coloured wolf. The wolf wasn't acting as aggressively as the others, but it didn't look too happy. Edward was concentrating extremely hard on the russet wolf, and speaking quickly, as if he was translating for it.

Carlisle didn't look away from the wolves, but his attention shifted slightly to us, "They must have realized that Jemima had left. It was the only thing keeping them away."

Understanding my role, I walked forward. Jasper's hand caught my wrist, "Jemima..."

"Jasper, please," I didn't let him pull me back, "you know I have to do this. Let me go."

"No, they'll kill you." He fired back, tightening his grip.

"They'll kill us all if I don't do anything!" I growled back, gritting my teeth.

His jaw locked, and I could see the venom stinging his eyes, but he released my arm. I nodded at him, before slipping away. I was next to Bella in an instant. Edward looked at me,

"We've broken the treaty. They're willing to only spare Renesmee and Bella, and possibly myself, because they're important to one of the wolves. Seeing as it was Jasper who turned you, it is he that shall die first. Followed by his victim."

I hissed at the snarling wolves, "You won't touch him."

A growl of confusion rumbled through the wolves.

"Or me. You can't."

"They want to know what you're doing," Edward cut in, as the wolves stopped snarling,

"I can control you," I hissed, nothing but pure, unadulterated anger coursing through my veins, "you try and hurt any one of my family. Ever. And I will make you pay. I will make you do exactly what I want. I can make you stand perfectly still, as I tear you apart."

I wasn't exactly sure how tough I sounded, but right then I didn't care. My eyes burned into each of their own, and every one of them looked away.

"Now, go." I snarled,

The wolf in front, that I understood to be the Alpha, pulled away slowly. I didn't need Edward's translation to tell me that this wolf was angry. That this was not over.

The rest of the wolves followed the pack leader, their expressions as angry and defeated as their Alpha's. The russet-coloured wolf did not look at me as it walked past, but it seemed a little more...relieved?.. than the others.

"What was that grey-coloured one called?" I whispered to Emmett.

"Paul."

Remembering when Jasper explained exactly what had happened with the wolves back when they chased me as a human, I shouted out, "Paul?"

The grey wolf turned to look at me, growling softly.

"Sit." I commanded, as if I was talking to a pet dog.

Paul's eyes widened in shock and anger, but he unwillingly sat down. Emmett snorted from behind me,

"That's brilliant!"

I waved away the control over the wolf, and it sprang away into the forest, howling angrily.

I knew that it wasn't very mature of me, or kind to the wolves, but actually, I was being fair.

The wolves nearly killed me. Then they tried to save me from Jasper. Even. Then they threatened my family. Then I humiliated Paul and made him sit like a pet dog...

I thought that was fair.

Emmett was still chortling, "You're lucky Carlisle didn't see that."

I turned around. Emmett was right, Carlisle and Esme were gone. "Where did they go?"

"They knew that you had it sorted. Girl, you're awesome!" Emmett high-fived me, before pulling me into some sort of ghetto-respect-chest-pound-thing, "I'm going to enjoy spending an eternity with you."

Rosalie smiled smugly, "You don't realize how happy I am that you taught that mutt whose boss."

Jasper strode forward, pulling me into his arms, and engulfing me in his scent.

"Thank you, God." He whispered into my hair.

I looked up at him, "Jasper, please. I was hardly in danger."

"Actually," He ducked to press his lips to my ear, "I was thanking him for giving me such a funny, strong and," he growled, "sexy woman, as my own."

I blinked, "Did you really just say 'sexy'?"

"I've amazed myself."

His tongue tickled my ear softly. So softly, that I wasn't even sure that it had happened.

"I could say the same for you...well, almost, because you are in fact, a man."

Jasper laughed, and looked me in the eye, "Really?"

"Of course,"

"You think I'm funny?" He asked, and for a moment, I saw weakness behind those rusty, orange eyes.

I tipped my head to one side, "Your personality does have a certain aspect of hilarity to it."

Jasper nodded slowly, "If that's enough for you, that's enough for me."

"I'd have it no other way," I grinned, and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Well...thank God for that."

"Thank you, God!" I cried happily, before my mouth was stopped by his lips.

I was barely aware of Rosalie and Emmett standing grinning in the background. All I was aware of was Jasper.