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Songs for this chapter. Black Keys: When the lights go out. & Keith Urban: Everything. Both songs are for the bar.

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Charlotte's POV

I stared down Mama and Papa Cullen listenin' to Muffin's screams and sobs as they rocked through her body. I could hear her nails scratchin' at the truck's interior as she tried to stop what ever the hell it was that she was goin' through and all the while these two stood, wide-eyed, listenin' as the woman they once claimed as a daughter, break down. Neither of them did anything as Emmett, stood with his arms crossed, at the door. I didn't need Jasper's gift to know he was protectin' Muffin. He looked his vampire parents over as they stood still in my livin' room; his eyes narrowed, daring them to try and get around him.

Smart man.

I looked over at Peter and saw he was torn. He wanted to go to her; to stop her pain but after what she had done and he had just heard, I think he doubted as much as I did that she'd want a man near her right now.

I nodded to him lettin' him know I was more than happy checkin' on her and tried to walk out the door, but the minute I took my first step, Mama Cullen added her two cents.

"Maybe I should I go. She would probably feel more comfortable with someone more...familiar," she spoke and fuck it all if I wasn't in the air before Petey's arms wrapped around me.

"One more word, you crazy ass bitch...just give me one fuckin' word and I will burn your Betty Crocker ass," I growled through clenched teeth.

"I'm her mother," Esme squeaked out as she looked at me with surprise.

"Peter, let me go. I'm gonna fuckin' kill her." I snarled and his grip tightened around me.

"Get to her Char and we'll deal with these idiots. Now, go on." He replied as he nodded to Emmett who moved just enough for Peter to slide me out and then blocked my way back in.

I gave his ass the finger and made a promise to Esme I'd be kickin' her housewife ass soon enough, as I headed towards the truck, which was now silent. If not for Muffin's erratic heartbeat, I wouldn't have known she was even in there.

I approached the truck slowly; if there was one thing I'd learned over the years, you approach crazy with caution and Muffin was crazy right now. I loved her without question, but damn, if her silly ass wasn't scary sometimes.

I walked up beside the cab and took a quick peek inside and my cold, dead heart broke instantly.

Right there in the seat was a child; my sister, curled into a ball, rockin' herself and whisperin' "why" over and over again. The entire inside of her cabin was torn to pieces; her nails had dug into everything. I could smell the salt in the air as she turned to look at me; tears dropped down her face without her even blinkin' and her dead eyes stared, but seein' nothin'.

Now that, was fuckin' creepy.

"Bella? Baby, it's me Charlotte. Can I come in there?" I asked quietly as I looked her over. There was no visible blood on her and I hadn't smelled it in the air, but that didn't mean a damn thing and I was makin sure there wouldn't be any temptation if I was gettin in there, with her.

She turned her face away from me and looked over the scratches she'd erratically made, as if she was tryin' to find the right one. Another cry escaped her as she clutched her knees to her chest and began bangin her head at the window beside her.

"Oh, hell no, Muffin. You ain't gettin' my ass in trouble with Jasper cause you done gone and beat yourself stupid. Now stop that." I scolded, as I swung the door open and pulled her into my arms.

As soon as I touched her I could almost feel her heart breakin' and it felt like it was rockin' right through me at the same time.

Jesus Christ.

"I...fuck what am...oh god, why did...please...make it stop...please," She cried brokenly into my chest causing me to pull her even closer.

"Shhh, Bella. I'll make his ass pay for this," I promised her and fuckin' hell if she didn't growl and push away from me.

"He is mine to kill," she answered as she looked out the window. Her body betrayed her calm deadly voice as she shook uncontrollably as she dug her nails into her arms.

"Yes ma'am," I said sittin' back and turnin' my head towards the sky. I had no idea what the fuck to say to her at this point. I wanted so badly to go find that prick and rip his dick off and then gift wrap it all pretty to hand over to her.

I'd have done anything to make it stop.

"He said he loved me; they all said they loved me," She whispered.

"I know, baby girl." I replied, takin' her hand.

"NO!" She snapped. "You have no idea! HE was supposed to protect me; protect Charlie. Victoria was supposed to be taken care of; HE was supposed to kill her and instead he's fucking paying her to kill me? Why would he do that to me? I gave HIM everything; all of me and he wants me DEAD! Make it stop! Please, just make it fucking stop!" She screamed out again jerkin' her hands from mine and pullin' at her hair.

Fuckin' bastard!

"Aww baby, I'm so sorry," I responded, feelin' my heart fuckin' break for her.

"I have plans for him you know," she said with a dark chuckle that made me pause.

Oh fuck, crazy Muffin is back out.

"Care to share those plans?" I asked hesitantly I felt like one of those animals on Animal Planet all of a sudden; just waitin' to be attacked.

"Not really," she replied as she fell back into me and the cryin' started back up again.

Please god tell me Alice's venom didn't spill on Muffin, please!

"He took my daddy; he took him from me. He left...and he took...everything from me. HE took it all away. He got what he wanted from me and just like last time I fell for his shit and let him use me. Why did I do that?" She choked out painfully as she closed her eyes, layin her forehead against my arm and if I could've I would be bawlin' my eyes out.

"Why?" She sobbed. "He should have just killed me. Why couldn't he have just killed me?"

"Don't talk like that," I growled.

"I can't do this. I can't take it; it hurts too much. So much." She cried into me. She was in so much pain and I couldn't do a damn thing but just let her cry it out.

We sat in the truck together, in silence except for a heartbeat, as I planned her revenge knowin' I'd be right by her side the minute that asshole came back. There wasn't a chance in hell he'd catch another break like today. I knew she let him go cause she couldn't physically hurt his pansy ass like she wanted, but that didn't mean I could get a shot in when I saw him next and it sure as fuck didn't mean he was free.

"Oh god, Renee!" Muffin cried out in a panic; sitting up, her eyes wide and bloodshot.

"No baby, don't think about that. We are gonna do what we can to save her, I promise you." I told her as I brushed her hair outta her eyes.

It took her a few seconds but she sat back into me and calmed down slightly and I just held her as tightly to me as I could. It was odd feelin' with her so close to me, hell, feelin' any human this close without feedin' from them felt weird, but Muffin felt like family through and through. I don't think I could crush her even if I wanted to.

A short time passed and I listened as her heart slowed its pace and lifted her onto my lap. Her breathin' settled a bit and I could hear a soft snore from her lips. I don't know how long I sat with her on me, I was amazed by the heat she radiated into me. My entire body felt alive somehow and I just enjoyed havin' my sister so close.

It wasn't until awhile later that I opened my eyes to her shufflin' in my arms and soft whisper of my brother's name escaped her lips, "Jasper?"

"He'll be home soon Muffin, I promise." I said softly to her and silently promisin' I'd make sure I would kick his sorry ass for leavin' her here like this. She needed him and his demon wanted to go frolic in the streets like a hormonal teenage boy.

"Bite me," Muffin said all of a sudden; her voice low and serious.

All hell broke lose in the house then and I am pretty sure I heard Mama Cullen say somethin' about how it was Edward's choice followed by my fuckin' table breakin'.

"I ain't bitin' you Muffin, not my place." I responded to her as I kept an ear out for intruders.

"Why not? I can't kill him if I'm human, Charlotte." She said sittin up.

"No, and you won't be that way for long. There's one thing I'm positive of; Jasper'll want you changed very soon. So I can't be the one to bite you, Muffin." I answered her, feelin' a little excited for when that time would come.

"Not even a nibble?" She asked seriously and I chuckled causin' her to move her head to the side.

"I taste good," she said with a smile.

"Not bad, you could use some seasonin' though," I answered with a chuckle.

"They're fighting about me, aren't they?" She asked pointin' to the house where we could easily make out the shadows of things flyin' around and we saw Emmett's form move slightly.

"Mama and Papa Cullen think it should be Edward's choice of when and if you're turned. Peter and Emmett don't exactly agree, so they broke my fuckin' table. Again," I growled a bit but stopped when I saw Muffin starin' at me.

"Over any one's head?" She asked me, cockin her head to the side as she watched the house a little more closely.

"What?" I asked, confused.

"Your table, did they at least break it over any one's head?" She explained, laughing a little.

"Wanna go see?" I asked as I stepped out of the truck holdin' my hand out to her.

She looked at my hand and back at the house; no doubt a little worried about what the psycho mates were going to say to her.

"You know how you said Edward's yours to kill Muffin?" I asked her.

"Yeah," She said noddin', her eyes still glued to the commotion inside.

"Well, Betty Crocker is mine," I told her laughin' causin' her to turn her eyes to me.

"Betty Crocker?" She asked me.

"Esme. High and mighty hot mess inside there." I said pointin' to the house hearin' a low growl, then someone bein' tackled.

That's my Petey!

"Not a fan then, I take it?" Muffin asked as she wiped her face and took my hand.

"Not even a little bit," I replied, walkin up to the house as Emmett turned around quickly facin' us, lookin' down at his sister who, to my surprise, barreled ass into his arms makin' him smile wide.

He spoke softly into her ear and she looked up grinnin' back at him, wrappin her arms around him tightly as she thanked him.

It wasn't a minute later, he turned his head sharply into the house and sneered out to the people behind him.

"Not a damn word," he ordered, causin' everyone to stop immediately.

Go muscles. I thought laughin' and steppin' in beside him going to my mate.

"I see things have been handled?" I asked lookin' around first at the mess in my livin' room and then over to Betty Crocker, who looked frightened right along with her husband.

"Big daddy got it done, mama!" Peter said flexin his chest and Emmett laughed from the doorway.

"How is she?" Peter asked with concern as he leaned his face into my hair; his voice barely a whisper and his eyes on Muffin.

"She needs to get outta here for awhile, babe," I told him, kissin' his cheek. I was happy as hell to have my mate here and be in my home, but we all needed to get out of here. To get away from the bullshit that entered my house.

"Not a problem, darlin,"He said as he untangled his arms from mine and faced our company.

"We have plans and your sorry ass ain't invited, so please exit my fuckin' house in an orderly fashion!" He commanded, pointin' to the door.

"We can't just leave, our children are here," Esme spoke and Carlisle gave her a quick look.

"Esme, this isn't our home," Carlisle told her as he pulled her tightly to his side.

"No, these are my children..." she started and he looked at her a little angry causin' her to shut that damn trap of hers quickly.

"That's right, handle your woman!" Peter just had to open his mouth again, causin both Emmett and Muffin to laugh, which gave me the strength not to smack him.

"We don't want you here, but you can stay out with Alice." I told them with a bright smile.

"I'm sure you can sniff her out," Peter added.

They both turned to Muffin, causin' me and Peter to growl low and Emmett to push her behind gave her a sad smile and silently apologized before going through our kitchen and disappearing outside.

"You two go get ready, the men need to talk," Petey grunted out as he beat on his chest.

"Nice, caveman," I laughed walkin' over to Muffin who took my hand willingly.

"I'll show you caveman later, baby," he said slappin' my ass and chucklin' as he walked over to Emmett and put his arm around his shoulder goin' in the direction of Carlisle and Betty.

I walked up the stairs right behind Muffin, wantin' to make sure she wouldn't fall and followed her into the bedroom I had set up and watchin' as she went in to the closet first then the bathroom. She popped her ear phones in and was silent the entire time. The only noises where the angry music in her ears and muttered voices from outside.

Twenty minutes later she stepped out in skinny jeans and a T-shirt; her hair was pinned up, black eyeliner on her lids and a brown pair of boots. She looked a hell of a lot more confident than when she went in and I was feelin' lighter seein' her that way. I knew better though, and I also knew hidin' shit came easy to her as she held a false smile. I had a feelin' she was gonna be lookin' for trouble and that sidekick of hers, I call my mate, was gonna be helpin' her as much as possible tonight.

Great. Glad we have an account just for bail money.

"You ready?" She asked grabbin her purse from the night stand and turnin' towards me.

"Yes ma'am," I answered as we left the room and headed downstairs to Peter and Emmett.

When we reached the kitchen, Emmett and Peter both had shit eatin' grins as they leaned over the table, no doubt gossipin' like women.

"Betty get to see her mini me?" I asked as Muffin got a juice from the fridge and turned her head listenin' for an answer. I'm pretty sure I heard her growl when the fridge door slammed shut.

"Yep. I let Garrett know she wasn't allowed to leave and that he had permission to kill if they tried," Peter replied with a grin as he walked over to Muffin.

"Don't worry they won't follow you. Rosie has that handled," Emmett laughed as he held somethin' silver and important lookin' in his hand.

"Alright then, lets go." Peter said as he pushed Muffin out of the house and towards Anita.

God, I hate that damn truck.

"No disrespectin' my baby," Peter said turnin' to me as he let Muffin in.

"I didn't say shit," I said laughin' as I hopped in beside her.

I got the finger and he had the tires peelin' out as we left. I could see Betty in the rear view and pulled Muffin closer to me as we drove off.

When we got to the bar, of course Peter would chose a damn honey tonk, I looked around gettin' a feel for the atmosphere and stepped out, glad that was wearin' my boots.

Peter smiled over at me knowin' exactly what I was doin' and I could hear him faintly sniffin' around himself. If a vampire was around here, we'd know it.

With the coast clear, we made our way into the club. The country music was loud and the smell of humans was almost intoxicatin'. I had no real issues with control and neither did Peter, but a drunk human was fuckin' tasty as hell and we'd both need to be on our best behavior if tonight was gonna go off without a dead body to carry back home.

"Hey, I can behave," Peter looked over at me poutin'.

"I didn't say a damn word, Peter," I chuckled as we walked inside.

Muffin slipped away from us instantly and was at the bar orderin' a beer. Peter nodded his head to the tables and walked over to Muffin leadin' her and her beer to sit down. All the while, men had their eyes glued to her ass.

Great idea, comin' here.

Two beers and three shots of Jack Daniels later, Muffin was tryin' her best to get on the table to dance. She was feelin' good as hell and smilin' and laughin with Peter, as he tried his best to keep her feet on the floor.

I liked her like this; she was calm and carefree. I hadn't seen her smile like this yet and I was enjoyin' it just about as much as she was. I liked seein' her happy and squeezed Petey's hand as the smile slowly moved across his face as he kept pullin' her down.

When the music changed to somethin' a little more bluesy, I sat back as Peter, along with many of the men in the bar, watched her hips sway to the music; her hands were roamin' everywhere and her eyes were closed.

I snapped my fingers at my mate bringin' him back to reality as Jasper's scent hit me. He wasn't in the club yet, but he was close enough that I could smell he was feedin' from someone.

Scratch the no body count.

"He's hungry darlin'. It's been awhile since he had human blood," Peter said as he looked towards the back of the bar.

"You mind-read now too, Yoda? Jesus fuck, I can't take y'all no where," I said laughin' as Muffin walked over to the bar for another round.

Peter grinned as he looked at where Muffin went seein' a crowd formin' at the bar and shook his head.

There she was on top of the bar guzzlin' down a beer and shakin' her tiny ass for all it was worth. Men where hootin' and a hollerin' as they held out bills to her. She was ignorin' them at least, but they were gettin' handsy and Peter growled along with me as we both stood up.

"Peter, you need to get her, now." I hissed at my husband who was watchin' his baby sister about to take her clothes off.

She was either goin' to fall over or have one of these drunk assholes murdered by my coward of a brother who I knew for a damn fact had to be done with his meal and lurking right about now.

"Yes ma'am," Peter saluted me as he walked over to the bar and threw Muffin over his shoulder and carried her to the middle of the dance floor.

She held tightly to her bottle as Peter set her down and I walked to the back of the bar catchin' jackass numero uno's scent. These men must have sniffed the fumes of one too many vampire bonfires or somethin'.

I watched as she pushed Peter away and he just pulled her right back; not lettin' her fuck things up anymore for herself. That girl was beyond broken, but I knew Peter could help her right now; much better than Jasper, by the looks of it.

As I walked further into the dark corner of the bar near the exit, I saw my brother leanin' against the wall and clutchin' his chest as he watched her dance with Peter.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" I asked as I came up beside him and he gave a warning growl at me.

I could see the fight in his eyes. His demon didn't want to feel her but when you're mated, they're all you do feel; they're your everything.

"Do not push me, Charlotte." He hissed out as he locked his eyes on her and his hand tightenin' into a fist right above his heart.

"Oh what are you gonna do, murder the entire bar to kick my ass? You seem to forget Whitlock, I have taken many an ass-beaten from you and I'd gladly take another one if it meant you'd let her in. Stop bein' a damn pussy and man up." I challenged him; my voice low and my stance ready for his attack. Jasper had always been a sneaky fucker and I knew if he wanted, he could knock me out with nothin' more than a look.

I turned my attention back to Peter and Muffin as Jasper struggled with himself and just as the song changed, so did she.

"Keep tellin' yourself and tryin to convince Jasper you don't love her. You're a mean son of bitch but that's your damn mate out there. Suck it the fuck up." I said to his demon; not waverin' as I stood beside him.

"Stay out of it." He growled at me but I pushed further.

Fat fuckin' chance, jackass.

"Look at her, Jasper," I bit out. "Tell me you don't feel that; her hurt? The pain that is makin' her body shake right fuckin' now? Has the pull started for you yet? That ache when your away? Is that why you keep pullin' at your chest? You came here for a reason and that reason is so fuckin' close to dyin' right now in your brother's arms while you sit here bein' a "man" that it ain't even fuckin' funny."

"You think I don't know that? Feel that? It's all I fuckin' feel anymore. Her. She's it. Those men, their fuckin' lust is all over me. Peter's protectiveness, yours, that's not shit compared to what I feel comin' from her; for her. So please, do me a fuckin' favor and keep that mouth and opinion of yours to your goddamn self," Jasper growled menacingly and staggered before doublin' over at what I was sure was another fresh wave of pain from Muffin, his eyes darkened and I could feel his need and anger.

All I could do was smile as I looked on. You don't like that do you fucker?

"Stop fightin' it." I hissed out as he drove his fist into the floor.

When I looked back over I saw her layin' her head on Peter's shoulder for what looked like support, Peter wrapped his arms around her; pressin' her close to him, makin' sure she was held to him and away from the men that seemed to swarm around them. I could see the tears fallin' down her face as the song continued and I could feel my own mate's heart breakin' as he danced with her.

"She's yours Jasper, no one else's and you need to own up to that before we all lose her," I told him layin my hand on his and I watched as Muffin search the crowd. "She needs you."

He growled as he stood up, shakin' himself and locked eyes on her. It was heart breakin',' hearin' her ask Peter "why" over and over. I'd been there earlier and knew exactly how he was feelin'; helpless as hell.

As the song ended, Muffin's eyes finally found what it was they were lookin' for along with Jasper's and both of them stood still as they stared at one another. I could hear her heartbeat pick up its pace and his need increase. He was pushin' it out to the crowd unknowingly and pushin' it out, hard.

I watched as somethin' shifted between the two; a darker look crossed Muffin's face and a small, almost devilish smile, graced her lips causin' Jasper to chuckle beside me.

"She really is yours," I laughed beside him and suddenly her eyes rolled and her legs gave out and I heard Jasper give out a strangled cry as Peter scooped her up, lookin' around frantically.

Jasper was off the wall and at both of them before anyone had the chance to blink.

"Mine." He demanded holdin out his arms to Peter who placed Muffin inside them without question and turned to me smilin' and noddin'.

"Glad to have you back, Jasper." Peter said to his brother as he put his hand on his shoulder and walked with him back over to me.

Muffin instantly curled into Jasper's body and he let out a relieved sigh as her arms clutched him tightly, almost desperately to her. I smiled as her fingers tugged into his shirt as he breathed her in deeply. It relaxed him just as it does for Peter and I, havin' our mate's scent surround us and he was enjoyin' hers as he carried her out of the bar and towards our truck.

Just as we reached fresh air Jasper took one last look into the bar and I could hear several men drop and groan in pain. Turnin' back to him I saw that evil ass smirk on his lips and he shrugged as he walked with her.

"Shit's about to start gettin real ugly, Char." Peter said comin' to my side and grippin me tightly into him.

"I know," I responded. I could already feel the air changin'; the look in both Jasper and Muffin's eyes let me know they weren't playin' anymore. Who ever fucked with them, especially Muffin, was about to have one hell of a wake up call and I had a feelin' it was gonna start with one Cullen at a time.

AN 2: Well chapter 21 is almost finished and is in Jasper's POV so it should post soon.

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