A/N: This should answer your questions.

JPOV

Thank God Bella was better.

Two days after Rosalie returned home, Bella was able to walk. She couldn't do much and still rested for twenty hours a day, but at least she was recovering. She was tougher than we all gave her credit for. She only sustained a few broken bones, mainly ribs, while in Victoria's clutches. Her windpipe had been slightly crushed and Carlisle rushed her to surgery in Reykjavik to repair it. Luckily, it worked. She can now breathe as easily as before.

Her stubbornness didn't change either.

She still insisted doing things on her own, which was nearly impossible. She needed help to get out of bed, why she figured she'd be okay to do things is beyond me. Edward's patience with her is never ending. And usually, he lets her try on her own to show her that it is not advisable.

Take today for instance. She managed to get out of bed on her own, but walking to the door was a challenge. She fell twice; luckily he was there to catch her. And she even attempted going down the stairs. That resulted in her tumbling head-first before Edward caught her. After that, she shut up for a bit.

That was an hour ago. Currently, she is sitting in the living room with the rest of us, waiting for the information that I am about to give them. She does not want a fuss made, saying that she is capable of getting food and doesn't want to be catered to. Esme is having none of that. Currently, Bella has a bowl of popcorn in front of her and has been told to eat it all. I think it smells vile.

Or maybe it's Jacob I'm smelling.

Once he found out that she was back, he came to visit. We have made it very clear that Bella and Edward are engaged and she is also too ill to have visitors. He has still insisted and now is sitting in the living room, on the floor like any dog.

I sat, waiting patiently for the others to arrive. Emmett and Rosalie were last, of course. Since she has returned, we have not heard a peep out of them. They locked themselves in their room and their feelings have been quite…amorous. It usually annoys me when they go off like this, but more so right now as I am not well enough to enjoy Alice.

I have not been laid in two months.

Not for lack of trying, though. Every chance I get I show Alice how much I want her, through a touch or a kiss but she is not having any of it. She wants to, I know; I can feel it. But she is worried about me. She thinks it will be too much for my recovery and I will be back at square one, like I was after killing Victoria.

I knew I should have felt guilty for disobeying Carlisle like that. He was explicit that I not do too much. I was able to hunt on my own, but couldn't be gone more than an hour and had to continue my regular treatment. I told him I'm fine; my strength is returning and I can use my powers again. He didn't care. Carlisle is a doctor and knows best. When he found out I went against his orders and followed Alice and Edward to Castle Solomon, and then killed Victoria with my own hands, he blew a gasket. I will admit, it did take a lot out of me. As I walked to check on Bella, I knew that I was in danger of collapsing. I fought against my body, determined to hang on. I managed to for a few more moments. Then I collapsed and so began my relapse.

I don't regret it one bit.

But now, instead of being fully recovered, I am probably at fifty-five percent. It will take a few more weeks before I am back to my old self. Carlisle said nothing strenuous during this time and definitely no sex. He said something that passionate could once again set me back, or even push me over the edge. Alice doesn't want that and so she is making my life hell.

I growled at Emmett as they emerged. He looked at me and rolled my eyes, knowing why I was in the mood I'm in.

"Dude," he said. "Get some." He sat down and wrapped an arm around Rosalie.

"I'm trying," I said through gritted teeth. "But Alice here keeps saying 'no.'" I turned to her. "I love you, but it's wearing on me."

She patted my knee. "You'll be better soon. And then watch out." She winked at me. I rolled my eyes.

Not working.

Riley cleared his throat. I looked over at him. I am fully aware of his affection towards Alice. He is also fully aware that she is my wife. I don't know why he was brought back with us; I would have preferred him to die along with Victoria. It's true that he never tortured me, but he's guilty by association.

He returned my look. "Can we get this going, please?" his soft voice asked. "I have to go hunting." His red eyes had turned amber. He was trying our vegetarian lifestyle. Carlisle and Esme fully intended to add him as a member of our family. They said he'll eventually get the hint about Alice and me and find someone else.

I have another feeling.

Alice smiled at him. "Of course." She turned to me. "Jazz? We're all ready."

I looked around the room. Bella was sitting in the corner of the couch with her legs on Edward's lap. He was gently stroking her knee to calm her. Jacob was on the floor, munching on popcorn. Emmett and Rosalie sat opposite them in the other couch. Esme was in Carlisle's lap in an oversized chair across the room. Riley sat on the floor by Jacob.

"First of all, I want to apologize for the hell I put you through." I ran my hand through my hair.

"It's not your fault," Jacob said, shaking his head. "You didn't do this."

"Regardless," I said, "maybe if I had fought harder Victoria's plan wouldn't have come to fruition."

"Jazz," Edward spoke up. "If you had fought any harder you would be dead now. You fought hard enough." Everyone agreed with him.

"Well, I still feel guilty." I looked at Bella. "Especially for what you were put through." Seeing her cringe away from me in the castle still haunts me. She has since then recovered and has even hugged me, but I will never forget the fear in her face when she thought I was the clone.

She nodded. "I know you do. I'm sorry for the way I acted. I should have known when you approached me that it was you and not the monster. You even pointed your eyes out to me. That should have been my clue."

I shook my head. "Your human instincts were working," I glanced at Edward. "For once," I said with a smirk. She laughed.

Esme spoke up. "What happened, dear? Please tell us what you can."

I nodded. "I was separated from Edward while hunting. Victoria appeared out of nowhere. We fought for bit until her army swarmed me. She literally had twenty newborns on me. I managed to kill a few of them, but more appeared. Finally, they got me on the ground and she knocked me unconscious."

I looked down at my hands. Alice took one of them in her own. "When I came to, I was in the basement of that abandoned building. Victoria was standing over me. I managed to swing my leg and knock her down. Then I was on top of her, trying to reach her neck to break it. She held me at arm's length and bit my elbow. I managed to pull out some of her hair. I slammed her head into the cement floor and she kicked me off. I flew across the room but before I hit the wall, Riley held me." Everyone turned to look at him. His expression was sad.

"I'm sorry, Jazz."

I shrugged. "To me, you are guilty by association. You didn't actually torture me, but you knew what was going on." I saw Alice's eyes narrow at me.

"I know," he said softly. "I should have helped. The only excuse I can offer is that I was under her influence."

Bella shifted in her seat, reaching down for some popcorn. She managed to grab a few pieces from the now-empty bowl before slapping Jacob's head.

"Pig," she said. Everyone laughed.

"I'm a growing boy," he said with a smile, wagging his eyebrows at her.

"Anyways," I said. "She hauled me into the experiment room where I was strapped down and drugged. She knew I would continue to fight so she took every precaution. She pulled some of my hair out and stepped over to the machine. After mixing some stuff together, I heard a hum and it was placed in what looked like a tanning bed. Then she left me.

After five hours, she returned. My clone was complete. She didn't expect it to be done so fast. Benefit of our powers. It didn't transfer over, though. And since he was a clone, he didn't need to eat. His eyes were always black."

Bella looked at me. "If your empath ability didn't transfer, how come I felt him use it?"

"Your imagination," I told her. "Because you know that I have that power, you subconsciously thought he did. So if you were upset and suddenly felt calm, it was your subconscious tricking you."

She tilted her head to digest that information.

I sighed. "Victoria kept me chained up in that room. I managed to break the chain three times, but couldn't budge the door. She would come regularly to fight with me. We were evenly matched; at times I had her begging for mercy. Once I was about to strike, but two newborns came in and grabbed me. I was starting to weaken by that time so I couldn't fight them. She kept me in the basement, but made sure to starve me so I lost strength quickly. Once I was down, she took her pleasure in beating me. She would use Alice's name, knowing it would get a rise out of me, as bait. And I always fell for it."

I could feel Alice's sadness at what I said. I gave her a small smile and stroked her hand. "You kept me going," I told her. "I knew that Victoria planned to have you think I had left you. It killed me that I was too weak to break free from her and find you. I held out so long because I had to fight…for you."

She placed a kiss on my cheek. "I love you, Jazz."

"Yeah, yeah," Emmett said, interrupting our moment. "Tell us more."

I snarled at him. He narrowed his eyes. Don't fuck with me, Emmett. "She didn't totally trust the clone, knowing it had my DNA. So she made sure he kept in contact with her. She sent him a new cell phone every few days with a GPS chip and he called in to report locations. She also tracked by credit cards."

Bella's eyes grew wide. "When we first stopped for clothes, I noticed that he used a black Discover card. I didn't think anything of it at the time. Was that hers?"

I nodded. "We tend to prefer American Express. The Discover card was Riley's idea."

Everyone looked his way. He looked at me and sighed. "Sorry." From the feeling coming off of him, I could tell that he meant it.

"No biggie," I replied. Emmett's emotion suddenly boiled up. I turned to him and shoved some calm his way.

"It's okay, Emmett," I hissed. He looked at me and started gently stroking Rosalie's back.

The wheels in Bella's head were turning. "I felt tired a lot."

"You were being drugged," I told her. There was a gasp; I didn't look to see who it belonged to. "Victoria figured it was easier for my clone to get back to her if you were constantly sleeping. That way, you weren't arguing."

She blushed. "Why Iceland?"

Riley spoke up. "That was my doing; it's what set the entire thing in motion. She had already planned for the newborn army to take everyone out, but when I told her it would be easier to kill you in a foreign place, she jumped at the chance. She couldn't risk your parents finding you and she knew that with your father being a cop he would find you."

He turned to look at her. "Victoria created me first; almost five years ago. She wanted a second-in-command to create her army. One day I was online and searching for places for this to go down. I found Castle Solomon and the rest was history."

I could tell the Riley was truly sorry for his behavior. Although I found him guilty by association, I knew it wasn't totally his fault. He was under Victoria's influence as much as Rosalie was. And the guilt he was feeling was coming off of him in waves. I pushed some comfort his way.

He glanced at me. "Thanks."

I nodded. "Anything else, Bella?"

She shook her head. "Not at the moment."

"Why was Rosalie taken?" Edward asked.

"Collateral damage," I replied. "Victoria had fully intended to kill everyone in the woods that day, apart from me. When she saw how strong Rosalie was, she decided to strike a deal. She told her that everyone would live if she would be a part of her plan. Rosalie didn't believe her, so she used Emmett as the key." I turned to look at my sister. "She would have killed everyone eventually."

Rosalie nodded. "Victoria knew that if Jasper and I were together, we would be unstoppable. So she made sure we were split up. She immediately sent me to Iceland under Riley's protection. I was volatile and kept fighting every step of the way. That's when she slapped a wristband on me and pumped me full of her venom."

"But Rosalie became resistant to it," Riley said. "She would only be under Victoria's control for a few hours. She had to keep replacing it." He smiled at her. "That's because you're strong."

"Hold up," Jacob said. "You mean that Victoria controlled everyone? That doesn't seem possible."

"I've seen it happen," Carlisle said quietly. "Mainly in Volterra. I have a feeling that is where she got the idea."

Were the Volturi in on it? I had no idea. I never heard her mention them, but that didn't mean they weren't. In fact, it made perfect sense.

"One day Jas-clone's phone rang and I answered it," Bella said. "The person on the other line said she was Rebecca." She looked at Riley. "That was Victoria, wasn't it?"

He nodded. "I remember that. She wasn't expecting you to do that. Nor was she expecting his clone to be away from the phone. She used the name to throw you off track." He turned to look at me. "She was quite angry at your clone for being so careless."

"I still have a hard time believing all this went down," Emmett said. He pulled Rosalie closer to his chest. "All this because she wanted revenge?"

"Yes," Edward said. "Because I killed James. She was quite a spiteful bitch." Riley laughed. Bella yawned. Edward smiled at her. "Bella needs to rest. We can continue this later."

She shook her head. "I'm not tired."

Jacob rolled his eyes. "Listen to Edward," he said. We all stared at him. "What? In this case, he's right."

Carlisle agreed and ordered Bella to bed. Edward gently picked her up and carried her to his bedroom. Jacob had a council meeting to attend, so he left. Carlisle thanked him for his help and invited him back tomorrow. Jacob agreed and yelled goodbye to Bella. Emmett and Rosalie went to the garage to work on her car. Riley left silently, but not before glancing at Alice. She turned to me.

"You should rest too."

I shook my head. "I'm not that bad, Alice."

She narrowed her eyes at me. She could be fierce when she needed to be. "Regardless, you don't want to over-exert yourself." Her golden eyes became sad. "I couldn't deal with almost losing you again."

I kissed her nose. "That won't happen. I promise."

Carlisle cleared his throat. "It is time for your treatment, Jasper. And then I would suggest resting for at least an hour. Don't disobey me this time." His tone was cold.

I swallowed. Carlisle did not get upset much, but when he did, you took it to heart. "Yes, sir." I stood up and stretched.

Alice bounded to the door. "I'm going for a hunt." She placed a kiss on my cheek. "Back soon."

I wistfully watched her go. Now that we were reunited, I hated being away from her one second.

Carlisle went to his office as I tried to deal with the emotions swirling around me. There was worry from Edward, exhaustion from Bella, concern from Esme, despair from Jacob, happiness from Emmett, satisfaction from Rosalie, hunger from Alice and compassion from Carlisle. I was glad that my power had returned, but it was so overwhelming that I closed my eyes and leaned against the wall. I took a deep breath and desperately tried to reign it all in.

After I had everything under control, I turned and went to Carlisle's office. He was already waiting to give me my dosage. Without a word, I took it and drank it down. I felt it burn and mix with the venom in my veins. I made a face and shook my head.

"That's vile," I told him. He laughed.

Suddenly I was hit with an intense fear. I had never felt anything like it. It was so strong that my knees buckled. Carlisle reached out and caught me before I fell. I gripped his shoulder as I looked into his eyes. He showed worry and concern.

"Are you okay Jazz?"

I stared into his golden eyes as the wave hit again. Suddenly the source of the fear became clear to me. I gasped and I ran out of the room. I heard him shouting at me to be careful, but I didn't listen. All I could focus on was the emotion, growing stronger by the second. It frightened me. I continued running, hoping I wasn't too late.

Emmett came in from the garage wiping his hands. "What is it?" he asked when he saw me pass him.

One word escaped my mouth as I reached the outside. One word that could destroy me if I didn't reach her in time. One word that had Emmett on my heels, determined to fuck up whoever hurt her.

"ALICE!"

A/N: Uh-oh!

Know what? I've had a really crummy week. Please make me happy and review. Thanks so much for reading!