Jasper's POV:

I was a little frightened of going back to school after the miscarriage. My aunt and uncle let me stay home an additional three weeks until I stopped bleeding, so I was out a total of four weeks. Edward and Russell had brought home my school work for me, so I was not behind and I was not worried about catching up missed work in my classes; it was facing all of the other kids I was worried about.

My siblings had announced the miscarriage to the entire school, although they had claimed Alice had had it. Honestly, I did not know if I was ready to face everyone yet, especially because of what I knew was being sad about me behind my back. Not only did I have three brothers that went to the same school, but my best friend Henry also came over and filled me in on all of the gossip.

Henry wanted to stop by right away when I got back from Las Vegas, but I stalled him for a week and a half before letting him come over. Just because he knew about my vagina, did not mean I wanted him to know that it had been my body that had carried my baby. And if I had let Henry over right away, he would have noticed that I was the one who had just had surgery, not Alice.

So I had refused to see Henry until a week and a half ago, but once I let him over he just kept coming back: he had stopped by to check on me every day since, because he said he was worried about me. He probably thought that I was depressed again; he was even here last night.

But Henry coming over to check on me was my best source of untainted information, because I knew my siblings were not telling me the whole truth. Edward and Russell kept swearing that the whole the Cullens went to Vegas and had a miscarriage thing had all blown over weeks ago. But even if it had blown over for them, it did not mean that it had blown over for me. No one from school had even seen me or Alice since before it happened, so there was bound to be questions.

I really wanted to know what was being said about Alice and me at school, so that I would be prepared to hear it when they say it to my face. So Sunday night, when Henry came over I requested, "Hey man, tell me what the other kids are saying about the whole miscarriage thing."

"Well everyone feels really sorry for your loss," he replied with the same answer Russell, Edward, and Emmett had been giving me.

"Yeah, but besides that. What else are they saying?" I asked trying to get more information out of him.

"You don't want to know."

"Henry, I'm going back to school tomorrow and I want to be prepared. Please tell me," I begged.

"Okay, everyone is asking about how you all got the fake IDs. There's a lot of speculation whether it was just Emmett and Edward with fakes or if all five of you had fakes. Both Emmett and Edward admitted having fakes, and pretty much everyone assumes Russell must have had one too. But everyone is curious if you and Alice also had fakes."

"Yeah, all five of us had fakes, but so what? Why does it matter if Alice and I had them too?" I asked confused.

"Because the others are all sixteen and seventeen and much closer to eighteen. You and Alice are only fourteen: it just sounds worse for two fourteen year-olds to have fakes," he replied shrugging.

"Okay. Is that all?"

"Well there's also a lot of gossip as to where the cards came from…your brothers already admitted that they got them from Alice."

"Yeah, Alice made them. So what?"

"Well making fake IDs is a strange hobby for a fourteen year-old girl to have. And they got you through airport security, so they must've been good. Everyone either thinks she learned how to do it from professional forgers or she bought them. Also, everyone plans on asking her for fakes of their own."

"She's already in trouble for letting Russell, Emmett, and Edward have the first set of fakes; there's no way she's gonna risk getting in trouble again by handing out more fakes."

"Okay, well there's also speculation on if you all have more fakes. If Alice made them once, she can make them again, right?"

"Well, don't tell anyone, but Alice gave me another fake to carry in my wallet just in case," I replied pulling out my wallet and showing him the fake.

"This looks real," he said examining my ID card. "Alice made this?"

"Yep. She has a few more fakes, but she's not gonna risk giving them to Russell, Emmett, and Edward again anytime soon."

"But why does she make them? Is she planning another road trip?" Henry asked curiously.

"No, we aren't going anywhere else. She hasn't made any new ones since before Vegas, but she made a few extras before we went. You know, for practice to make sure they looked right. And the only reason she made them in the first place was so that we could go to Vegas: she has wanted to go for years," I answered truthfully.

"Well that's what pretty much all the kids I know are saying. I can't wait until you come back to school tomorrow. It's really boring without you there."

"Thanks. If the ID cards are all they're talking about, I should be able to handle it," I replied.

After that Henry and I watched the football game that I had TiVoed, before he had to go. And the next morning, the five of us all piled in Edward's car and went to school.

"You can do this Jazz," Alice said giving me a peck on the cheek before heading off to her own class.

"Come on Jazz, Edward and I'll be with you the whole time," Russell said after kissing Emmett goodbye.

The three of us walked in to our first period AP Biology II class and took our usual seats. I sat at the end of the row, with Edward and Russell in the two seats in front of me, but there were other kids to both my right and left.

"Hey Whitlock! You're back!" Lee Stephens, the boy to my right, greeted me.

"Yeah," I replied timidly. Lee and I were not really close, but in a tiny school like this where we had all been going to school together forever, everyone knew everyone else.

"Congrats on getting laid," he replied.

"What?" I asked confused.

"Well you must've nailed Alice in order to have knocked her up," he replied shrugging.

I really was not expecting this response, so I lost it a little. "Alice and I lost a baby and you're congratulating me?" I asked incredulously.

"I thought you were just milking that to stay home for a month," he replied shrugging. "It's not like you were the one who had the miscarriage."

I wanted to shout at him that it had indeed been me in the hospital bleeding after losing that baby, but I knew that I had a cover to keep. So instead, I seethed, "That was my baby that died and I wanted her."

"Aren't you like only thirteen or something?" he asked in response.

"Fourteen."

"Lay off of him Stephens," Russell said coming to my defense. "Just because you're a virgin and don't have a beautiful woman who wants to have your baby doesn't mean you need to hate on Jasper."

"Didn't Lauren just turn you down for a date Friday?" Edward asked Lee, changing the subject. "And Lauren will do anyone."

"Emmett and I have to fight her off with a stick," Russell added.

"What's going on class?" Mr. Banner came in and asked, getting the class to settle down. "It's good to see you back Mr. Whitlock. Are you okay?" He must have noticed that I was trying not to cry; it is a good thing I spent all of those years trying to control my emotions or I would not have been able to get through that day.

"No. Lee just congratulated me on having a miscarriage," I answered.

"Lee, that's very rude. Just because Jasper's a little young for parenthood doesn't mean that you can treat him like that. My wife and I lost a pregnancy once and it was horrible. I'm sorry for your loss Jasper. And if anyone gives him a hard time about it again I'll be writing up detentions," Mr. Banner warned before starting the lesson for the day.

After that, no one congratulated me again in first period, but there were a slew of kids in my other classes that had not heard. I had to put up with the same sort of Newton from the kids in my second and third period classes as well, but by snack pretty much everyone had heard not to congratulate me. Although I still do not understand why they thought losing my virginity was something I should be congratulated on.

At lunch, a bunch of kids came up to my table to ask me other questions. I was sitting with Alice, my brothers, Henry, and Henry's girlfriend Melissa, when Lauren, Jessica, Bella, and Angela came over.

"Is it true that the baby was a girl?" Lauren asked.

I could not tell what she wanted so I answered, "Yes," and looked at her questioningly.

Alice must have had a better idea at what these girls wanted, because she answered, "She was beautiful. He even has a picture of him holding her on his cell phone. Let me see your phone Jazz."

I handed Alice my phone and she showed the girls my background, which was a close-up of my daughter in my hand. I did not want to put any of the other pictures on my phone, because this was the only one where you could not see that I was the one in the wheelchair and the hospital gown, while Alice was standing in street clothes.

"Aw! How adorable!" Jessica exclaimed cooing over my daughter.

"She was soo tiny," Angela added.

"I've never seen a baby that small before," Bella stated.

"That's really amazing," Lauren said.

"I can't believe you had this picture this whole time and Henry never told me. Your daughter was really something Jasper," Melissa, Henry's girlfriend said.

"Hey, he never showed it to me!" Henry defended himself as I put my phone away.

"So what was it like holding your baby?" Bella asked.

"Heartbreaking," I answered simply.

"Did you get to hold her too Alice?" Lauren asked.

None of these girls, besides Bella, had ever come over and talked to Alice before, but she did not seem to mind and answered their questions. "Yes. It was the most memorable moment of my life."

"That's so sad. I hope that there's a happier ending next time," Angela replied.

"Me too," Alice said.

Alice continued to talk about our baby to the five girls for the duration of lunch. The girls all seemed nice enough about it, but I really did not like everyone knowing about my miscarriage like that, so I resolved that if it ever happened again, I was not going to let everyone know. I had not even been the one to blab this time: Russell had.

"I'm sorry man, but they asked where you were and I didn't know what else to say," Russell apologized to me after lunch.

"Next time we'll have a story in place beforehand so that this doesn't happen," I replied. Normally Alice comes up with the cover stories, but like me, she was too upset to have been thinking about that at the time.

When Alice and I got home after school that evening, I signed us up for a spot in the garage, because tonight just happened to be free. Alice did not say anything; she just sat across from me and did her homework, like we always used to do. And when my aunt called us in for dinner, she just took my hand and led me to the dining room table.

It was not until after dinner that Alice finally mentioned it. "Are you ready to go to the garage now?" she asked me.

"Yes," I replied taking her hand and letting her lead me to the loft.

Once we climbed up the ladder, Alice went to sit on the bed, fully clothed, as if she was not expecting to do what we normally do in there. "What's on your mind Jazz?" she asked me.

"Well, Carlisle said that I'm good to go for sex again. I missed you and I just got to thinking that today should be the day. We have to get it over with sometime," I replied, avoiding mentioning the catalyst for this decision.

"Jazz, you know that I can see what you're deciding," she replied before pausing. "I see you and me with another baby."

"I want our baby back so much Alice," I admitted wringing my hands in front of me.

"Come here Jazz." I walked over and joined her on the bed. "I do too," she replied taking me into her arms and holding me. "But we have eternity together: there is no need to rush."

"I know but we don't have eternity to be human together," I replied, skirting the real issue.

"We have plenty of time left to have a baby before we become vampires," she replied knowingly. "But I don't think that's really what's going on here Jazz."

"I still don't like the vagina and the uterus and all the periods," I admitted. "If there was a baby, then maybe all of those parts wouldn't be so bad, because it would give them a purpose. But I want to get rid of them and we're coming up on my fifteenth birthday when Carlisle said he would remove them…"

"And you're still thinking about going through with it," she said, not asked. "You want to get having a baby over with so that you can rip the otherwise unwanted uterus from your body?" I nodded. "Oh Jazz, this isn't the solution. I don't know what is, but not this."

I started crying and she just continued to hold me, hugging me, and letting me cry. Once I was all cried out she spoke again. "I'm going to talk to Dad about this; I'm sure there's a solution. Between the two of us, we'll find a way to get you that surgery and still have a baby," she said.

"You mean that? You'll let me have the surgery?" I asked hopefully. Alice had never said anything more on the subject than that she hoped I would change my mind.

"Yes, because that's what you want, but only if you agree to really test out the vagina fully before having it removed. Our first time doesn't count and I want you to have the proper experience at least once," she replied.

"Okay, I'll try again with you. And if I'm gonna have the surgery, I should get pregnant again now."

"Jazz, in one future I see you pregnant and you're miserable: you'll genuinely hate being pregnant," she revealed.

"Why?" I had not even noticed the first time.

"I also see a much more likely future where you lose another baby. And in the one where we do get a baby, you come close to losing it several times. You'll be on bed rest the entire time and completely miserable."

"Well if I have another miscarriage then we'll just have to keep trying until we finally succeed."

"I'll look," she said before zoning off. "Every pregnancy seems to be the same with a high probability of miscarriage. It might take us years of trying and losing half a dozen babies before we finally have one. I'm sorry but I don't wanna go through that over and over again and I don't think you'll be able to handle it."

"Then how will we get a baby?" I asked confused. Either I would have to endure the pregnancy and potential miscarriage or we would not get a child. I did not see any other options.

"Let's go take our problem to Dad and see if he has any ideas," she replied, standing up and taking my hand.

We went inside the house and found Carlisle already in his office, so we knocked on his door. "Come in," he replied and Alice and I walked in and sat down on his couch.

"Jasper and I want to have children someday, but he also wants to have that surgery now. And I can see that he'll just have more miscarriages if he gets pregnant again. Can you think of any solutions to our problem?" Alice asked.

"That's too bad Jasper," my uncle said coming over to the couch, sitting down on my other side, and hugging me. "Well I was going to suggest that you keep your ovaries so that eggs could be harvested later. Or, we could harvest eggs now, fertilize them with Alice's sperm, and store them until the two of you are ready," he replied.

Alice zoned off, obviously looking to the future, before coming back to us and replying, "That'll work. I think that's the perfect solution Jazz! Then you can have your surgery and my babies too and you won't have to be pregnant."

"But then who'll be pregnant? You don't have a uterus, Alice."

"Dad?" she asked.

"You can get a surrogate to carry the child for you. The embryos can remain frozen for a prolonged period of time. You can take them out and use them whenever you are ready; even ten or twenty years from now. And a healthy surrogate might be less likely to miscarry," he answered.

"That's perfect Daddy!" Alice squealed climbing into my arms as we continued to sit on the couch. "When can we harvest his eggs?"

"In a few months. I have to set up an appointment for the two of you first, but I'll get on it first thing tomorrow," he answered.

"But why would someone else be less likely to miscarry my baby?" I asked confused.

"Well Jasper, your anatomy isn't normal, so your body may be rejecting the pregnancies," Carlisle said wrapping one arm around my shoulder, while Alice hugged my waist. "Someone else, who's not a chimera, might have better luck. I don't know if the problem really is you; it could also be the embryos, but that first embryo looked healthy. Now I'm starting to wish we had done a full amniocentesis on her…Alice, in that vision you had of the test results, did you hear anything else besides that she was a girl?"

"Yes, you told me that all of the tests came back normal and healthy, with no indication why we miscarried," Alice answered.

"So if the first embryo was healthy, then your body must just be rejecting the pregnancies," Carlisle concluded.

"But why? My uterus is fine, right?" I asked still confused.

"Well, it appears normal. And although your body functions fine when you aren't pregnant, the extra stress of a pregnancy is really hard on the body. You're composed of two different cell types, and although they work together well enough for most things, the boy cells might be interfering and preventing you from carrying a baby to term. Or it could be any of a number of other problems and we just don't know. I'm sorry about this, but using a surrogate should solve both this problem and allow you to remove the uterus now," he finished.

I was not happy about having a defective uterus, but I was not happy about having one at all, and this plan sounded like it could work. So I thanked my uncle and Alice led me across the hall to her room.

"What do you think Jazz? Will you be okay with keeping our babies in the freezer for a few years?" she asked me.

"Can you see us doing so?" I asked.

"Yes. I see us freezing our embryos and using a surrogate, just like Dad said. We wait until after University and then I see us with a perfect little baby!" she exclaimed happily.

"What about Maria and the vampires? Will we remain human that long?" I asked concerned.

"Not in every future, but in one of them, yes. But even if we're turned earlier, we can still use our embryos once we're vampires," she told me.

"We won't hurt the baby if we're vampires?" I asked concerned.

"I can see us as vampires with babies too…but for some reason, there are always two babies when we're vampires, but only one if we're human."

"Twins?" I asked surprised.

"Yes, if we're vampires, I think we'll have twins."

"And do we hurt the twins?" I asked thinking about the fact that Alice never answered my question. "Do we drink them?"

"No! We hold them! Why would you drink my babies?" she asked repulsed.

"Vampires drink blood, babies have blood," I replied shrugging and feeling a little embarrassed that I had suggested it.

"We most definitely never try to drink any of our children, whether we're human or vampire. And we never hurt them either: you're a very loving and caring father."

"Oh. Well then what're we waiting for?" I asked excitedly.

"Carlisle to make an appointment," Alice answered before kissing me deeply.


Author's note: For those of you who have read my other story, The Gall Stone of Doom, the sequel to it is now up :)