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Previously

He nodded, "Well we were all concerned about your mixed emotions. I think they were all listening in."

Looking at Carlisle, "Elijah wrote that he was small, but that he looked exactly like me. I guess Isabella was in labor 11 hours before he was born."

Carlisle smiled, "She probably wanted to yell for an epidural you know. She never was one for a lot of pain."

I laughed shaking my head, "He did mention a lot of screaming. But she did it."

He pat my back again as we headed inside to see the party decorations already being put up all over the house as I received a hug bear hug from Rosalie.

Chapter 25

Isabella POV

Rocking back and forth watching Thomas eat his breakfast while his little fingers played with the ties on the front of my dress that I had loosened so he could eat.

I still couldn't believe he would be a month old in three days.

His brown eyes dancing around as he soaked in all the sights around the room before settling back on my face.

I had received a letter from Jasper two and a half weeks after Thomas was born telling me how happy he was and that he would be home as soon as possible.

I hated how long the mail took, but I understood the dangers for riders now. Many no longer wanted to ride into the more hostile areas so letters took much longer to arrive.

Pulling him off and moving him to my shoulder after fixing my top. Slowly but firmly patting his back until I received the satisfied burp that I had been waiting for.

Slowly rocking him again snuggling him into his blanket as I watched his heavy eyes close as he drifted off to sleep. Smiling seeing a bit of milk still on his lip as I gently wiped it away.

After a few moments I got up lying him in his bassinet before leaving the room and shutting the door quietly behind me.

Heading downstairs I smiled at Marie who was sweeping in the kitchen. "I am going out to get some water from the well Marie, can you please listen for Thomas in case he wakens while I am gone?"

She nodded, "Of course Mrs. Whitlock."

Smiling I stepped outside breathing in the fresh flowers that spring had brought. Walking to the well I had just pulled up the water when I turned seeing a rider coming towards the house.

Setting the full bucket on the brim of the well I turned wiping my hands on my apron to greet him. As he got closer I forgot how to breath seeing that it was Jasper and Zanto.

Walking out a bit further seeing him dismount his horse before he turned picking me up and kissing me.

Wrapping my arms around his neck I didn't think I could get any happier.

After breaking the kiss I cupped his cheeks in my hands looking into his eyes, "Jasper… you are home…."

Trying to hold back my tears of joy as I hugged him close to me again.

He wrapped his arms around me twirling me around, "I have missed you so much Isabella. I am so sorry I wasn't here for you and Thomas." He looked behind me seeing Marie standing in the doorway. Smiling at her before looking back at me, "Where is he? Where is our son?"

I smiled taking his hand, "Upstairs asleep, I just finished feeding him a little while ago."

Leading him upstairs and opening the door as quietly as I could before stepping inside.

I looked at Jasper seeing the tear rolling down his face as he watched our son slumber peacefully. He wrapped his arms around me from behind watching Thomas from over my shoulder. Whispering into my ear, "He is perfect Isabella."

I smiled nodding my head, "He looks so much like you Jasper. I see you in him every day."

We both got very quiet as Thomas stretched in his sleep turning slightly. Looking up at Jasper, "We should let him sleep, he cries a lot if he wakes up before he wants too."

He chuckled silently before I felt him nod his head.

Both of us snuck out and back downstairs as Marie brought out some beans and coffee for Jasper. He smiled up at her, "Thank you Marie, I haven't eaten anything looking this good in a long while."

I smiled at him sadly knowing he was probably being very truthful, "Well we will have fresh stew for dinner tonight." I looked up at Marie, "Can you please ask John to let Mrs. Whitlock know her son has come over and to invite them for supper?"

Marie nodded, "Of course. I will go get extra vegetables from the garden after."

Smiling as she left the room, I was about to turn back to Jasper when I heard Thomas crying upstairs. Looking at Jasper, "I will be right back."

He nodded looking a bit scared, but he didn't say anything.

Walking into Thomas' room I saw he had kicked off his covers in his fit. Smiling I bent down wrapping the blanket over him before picking him up and carrying him down stairs.

His wide eyes watching my hair as we descended the steps. My eyes traveling from him to Jasper who was now nervously standing facing the staircase. As I approached him I couldn't help but laugh softly, "I didn't think you were scared of anything Jasper."

He smirked at me, "It has been a long time since I've seen a baby. Knowing he is mine… Yes I am scared."

I just smiled adjusting Thomas in my arms so he could see his father. "Jasper I would like you to meet your son, Thomas."

Playing with one of Thomas' hands, "Thomas this is your father my darling."

After a moment Jasper hesitantly put his arms out and I pointed to the couch, "Maybe you should sit?"

He turned nodding his head as he sat down adjusting himself before settling as I placed Thomas in his arms. Kneeling in front of him I placed a small pillow under his arm. Looking up I smiled, "For support."

We spend the next few hours talking about everything that had happened while Jasper had been away. Thomas had only made it about 10 minutes before falling asleep in Jasper's arms.

Although he had been nervous at first Jasper held him the entire time he slept until he woke up again hungry.

Jasper looked up at me, "What is wrong with him. He just started crying."

Smiling as I held my hands out to him, "He is hungry Jasper." Wrapping him I turned and walked upstairs with Jasper following me.

He just tilted his head, "Is his cup up here?"

I just stared blankly at him, "Jasper how do you think I am going to feed him?"

He shrugged his shoulders, "I was only 12 when Clara was born. I don't remember ever seeing mother feed her though."

I smiled and then froze, "Jasper you are 20 now…" I paused relaizing what I had just said and lost my train of thought. "I can't believe I forgot your birthday this year."

He just smiled pointing at our son, "He came five days before my birthday, I think you had other things on your mind."

I nodded but still felt utter guilt as I walked into the room, Thomas' crying edging me along. "This is how our son eats Jasper."

I laid Thomas in his bassinet before untying my top and picking him back up. Sitting in the rocking chair I could see Jasper's confusion as I took out the opposite breast from the one he fed on earlier. Thomas immediately latched on and started eating.

The room was completely quiet for a moment before Jasper spoke up, "I know why I never saw my mother feed Clara now."

I smiled nodding, "The breastmilk is good for him, he was a little early. The stress of Clara and then your father. Along with not having you here. It must have put me into labor early, but the midwife says he is eating well. He seems to be getting stronger too."

Jasper sat there watching me feed our son with wonder across his face, "And there is milk in your breast for him?"

I nodded, "Yes. It will keep coming until he is old enough to eat regular foods maybe a year I think is what she said."

Jasper smiled touching my face before kissing me, "You are amazing Isabella."

I blushed, "I am just feeding him."

He shook his head, "I can't do that, so you are amazing."

Laughing before we both fell silent. Jasper just sat there watching us as if trying to engrain the memory to his mind.

I swallowed deeply realizing I hadn't asked him how long he would be home for this time.

He must have seen my face because he answered me quietly, "Only 2 weeks. And then I have to return. I am a Major now. I have 3 companies under my command. I am so sorry."

I silently cried as I looked down at Thomas in my arms before I could speak. "Well then, I guess we will have to make to most of our time together."

He nodded before leaning up to kiss my forehead.

Later that evening everyone sat around the table eating and enjoying Jasper being home again for the time being. No one else brought up when he would be leaving, but everyone knew time was short.

Mrs. Whitlock looked up at Jasper, "I called Mr. Lee in town. You know the photographer?"

Jasper nodded his head, "Yes, he took Isabella and my picture when we got married right mother?"

She nodded, "I asked him to make arrangements to take a picture of you three together. A baby gift for you."

I was going to cry, I knew I was. "Thank you."

She smiled, "I told him I needed two pictures. One for you here at the house dear. And the other for you my son, to take with you."

Everyone was silent after that, no one wanted to ask.

After everyone left for the evening I put Thomas down in his bed before walking into my own room seeing Jasper sitting on the edge of our bed seemly somewhere else.

I walked over to him noticing him not moving, putting my hand on his shoulder as softly as I could. However he about jumped out of his skin.

Holding my hands up, "I am so sorry, I didn't mean to startle you Jasper."

Shaking his head, I could tell he was a bit paler than usual. "No. No it wasn't you. I was just remembering…"

He started to trail off going back into though before snapping out of it again, "I am sorry Isabella, I don't mean to worry you."

Shaking my head, "It is alright, what is bothering you?"

He looked down and I could see pain in his eyes for the first time. Suddenly I realized it was the same look the Jasper I knew in my time had all the time. Alice once told me he had it from remembering all the death he had caused under Maria. I had to wonder if it was there before her now.

Sitting by him wrapping my arms around him as he curled into me, "I am here for you Jasper."

Grabbing me as he laid me down on the bed before resting his head on my stomach. Running my fingers through his hair as I watched his breathing even out.

Slowly falling asleep with him.

Waking up a few hours later hearing Thomas crying in his bed I quickly maneuvered Jasper to a pillow before quietly getting out of our bed and walking to Thomas' room.

Smiling at him as I picked him up rocking him in my arms before sitting down. "Shush mommy is here."

Undoing the front ties on my dress as I placed him to my breast. He ate contently for about 20 minutes before falling back to sleep still latched to my breast as he suckled softly.

Hearing a creak in the floor board I looked up seeing Jasper standing there watching us in the doorway.

He smiled at us and I smiled looking down at Thomas before pulling him from my breast and lying him back in his bed.

Walking to Jasper as I fixed my top, "He woke up crying, I hope we didn't disturb your sleep."

He shook him head as we walked back to our room.

I walked over to my stand pulling out my nightgown lying it on the bed. Unbuttoning my top again sliding my dress off and then my skirts and undergarment before reaching for my nightgown.

Stopping as I felt Jasper's hand slide around my naked waist, my breath hitching in my chest as I leaned up against him.

We stayed up for another hour, well into the night making love.

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