A/N: I apologize for the delay, our cat escaped over a week ago and we haven't been able to find him My mood just hasn't been there to write snarky Peter. :(

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The plot and original characters are the property of the author- Avetah. No copyright infringement is intended.

Remember, this story is rated M for a reason. If you aren't 18+, don't read. This story is also largely in AU, aside from where the story started on the cliff in La Push, this is my world, not the one you see in the movies/books.

PPOV

I bent down and stole one last kiss from her sweet lips—just in case that's the last one I'll get—before helping her adjust her shirt. I took in one last deep breath of her lilac scent that was mixed with the mouthwatering scent of her arousal then removed myself from the bed. I was going to reach a hand down to help her up but she had closed her eyes, her hand lay across her chest. I tried hard to ignore the hardened peeks of her nipples through her shirt. I discretely readjusted my cock while her eyes were closed.

"Seems the Cullen's have set up in Colorado. So we'll go to Montana first. Would have been nice ta know beforehand, woulda cut the trip down." I told her as I shut the TV off.

She was silent. Why was she so quiet?

I let the silence continue for a few moments but before I could say anything, she spoke first.

"Are we really not going to talk about what just happened, Pete?"

I played dumb. "I thought we were? I just told you the plan."

She sat up on the bed and put her face in her hands, her hair created a curtain around her face. My name left her lips on a whisper.

"Peter."

If I had a heart, it would have skipped a beat. I approached her and crouched down at her feet, my hands going to her curtain of hair and moving it out of the way while tipping her head back from her hands. Her eyes found mine and I placed a quick kiss to her lips. It's like now that I've tasted her, I couldn't stop. My hands were still on her face. I went to pull back but her hands cupped my face and pulled me back in. She laid several open mouthed kisses to my lips before one last long one then pulled away. My eyes were still closed.

I licked my lips. "We need to get a movin', Sugar." I opened my eyes once again. "We've been here too long."

I reached for her hand and helped to pull us both to a standing position. I brought my arms around her and her me in a hug. While we were hugging, I shuffled us towards the small table that held her breakfast and picked up a piece of the muffin, feeding it into her mouth.

"Eat." I told her. "Then we leave."

I've known since I first smelled her that she was different. I hadn't particularly been looking for my mate, I knew she was out there and if we were meant to meet—we would.

I know, sappy.

Could she be my mate? The attraction and pull is definitely there. But aside from our semi romp this morning, she hasn't seemed too affected. She wanted to talk about what happened but me being a typical guy; I don't want to talk about it until I absolutely had to.

Until I was certain.

I can't bring myself to regret anything as I listen to her hum along with the radio, her heart beating at a steady slow pace. She had her forehead rested on the window and was looking at the scenery as it flew by. We'd been on the road for hours, but were getting close and she didn't want to stop.

When I look back on this moment, I will forever regret not paying full attention to the road for when my eyes returned to the road in front of me, there was no time to swerve or stop. Instead, I looked at Bella and threw myself over her body, caging her as best as I could while the SUV went flipping down the ditch. Unfortunately, we didn't stay in the vehicle and were ejected. I flipped our bodies as I tried to take a majority of the damage before we came to an eerie stop.

The scent of blood permeated the air and venom flooded my mouth. I swallowed and held my breath.

No. This is your Sugar—my Sugar who is now unconscious. I quickly and carefully extracted myself from her—placing her delicately on the forest ground. I determined there were no other beings around—human or vampire—so I turned my full attention to Bella.

She looked terrible. She had several gashes to her forehead that were gushing blood and bruises on her cheekbone and peppered on her arms with the worst bruise being to her shoulder. I could tell her shoulder was dislocated and her lower arm broken. Her left leg was also bent at an unnatural angle.

"Bella!" I yelled as I shook her as gently as I could.

Her eyes fluttered below the lids but it took several more shouts before she barely came to.

"Do it, Pete." She croaked her face contorted in pain and tears ran a trail down her cheeks, mingling with the blood in their path. God how I wish I could cry.

"Suga'," I started, my voice thick with emotion, but her weak voice cut in.

"Was gonna," she closed her eyes and I had to gently shake her again.

"Gonna happen anyway, Pete." The rivers of tears thickened.

I stroked her tear-filled cheek and her eyes met mine. I tried my hardest to remember her chocolate orbs because I knew after this moment; I'd never see them this way again.

"See ya soon, Sugar." I whispered before I kissed her lips. I heard her heart rate begin to dip and knew I was running out of time.

So I cradled her in my arms, kissed the spot on the right side of her neck that I loved so much before biting her. The taste of her blood on my tongue was like ambrosia—unlike anything I've ever tasted before— and knew then that she was it—my mate. I swallowed several mouthfuls of her decadent blood before injecting as much of my venom into her as I could. For good measure, I bit both wrists, making sure to erase any trace of the other vampires' venom from the past. It only took a moment to extract the other venom before I injected my own. Now that I knew she was my mate, I didn't want any other vampire scents tied to her.

She didn't struggle against me—in fact, she went completely still. It had been awhile since I'd changed anyone, was it possible that I did it wrong?

If I could cry, I would. Instead, venom filled my eyes but would never fall. I allowed myself a few moments to mourn her humanity—someone had to. This was definitely not the way I wanted this to happen.

Fortunately, we were only about a 20 minute run from the house so I reluctantly placed her down and quickly grabbed her bag from the vehicle before I gingerly swept her into my arms and took off for the house.

I ended up making it there in 15 minutes instead and brought her to my room. I placed her on the bed and tossed her backpack on the floor before grabbing several wet cloths. I wiped at her head and face as best as I could and got a majority of it from her face and neck before giving up. I'd have to do a better job later. Right now, all I wanted to do was lie next to her.

So that's what I did.

Meanwhile in Colorado…

Jasper POV

I never did get over how we left Bella. And I'll never forgive myself for being the catalyst. She had some of the purest emotions I've ever felt from any human. We didn't interact much in Forks because everyone was afraid I would eat her. That was bullshit because out of everyone, I had the most control. Many of them don't take into account that I feel all of their bloodlust as well. That is what can make it so hard. The worst was in Phoenix when Edward was sucking his singer's blood to clear it of James's venom. It took all of my concentration on Edward to keep him from drainin' her. From thinking of the night of her birthday, I figured it wasn't that tiny, miniscule amount of blood from that paper cut, it was—again—everyone's bloodlust that set me off.

That thought still doesn't make me feel any better. I had wanted to talk to her before we were forced to leave but Edward declared we couldn't. And we all listened.

Bullshit.

And the fucker made us leave and then trotted off to South America doing God knows what. It's only coincidence that he is here today.

He and Alice told the family that they were going hunting and when I offered to go as well, they said they wanted to go just the two of them.

Odd? Yes. Surprising? No.

Ya see, my ex-wife likes to think that she is the master at manipulating everyone around here but she sometimes forgets to hide her emotions. I've known for a while that something was up but they've been very tight lipped about it. Everyone thought we were mates, myself included. But I figured out shortly after Phoenix that it simply wasn't true no matter what Alice thought she could manipulate. And she tried—oh how she tried—and was successful for years. From the moment we met, she'd been manipulating me. And I fell for it because I met her when I was at one of my lowest points.

So why stay now, you ask? I'm a military man, so once I figured it out, I decided I was going to stay and gather whatever information that I could.

So I followed them.

I found them in a thick covering of trees five miles from the house. I stayed in the trees, downwind. Luckily I had learned years ago how to hide my thoughts from Edward.

"Edward, you don't understand, before her future was just blurry and black. Now? It's gone entirely. She completely disappeared this afternoon." Alice told him in her high pitched voice.

"And I told you it doesn't matter. We left, Alice. That's how you wanted it, remember?" Edward sneered and the venom in his tone gave me pause.

Alice wanted us to leave?

"If we stayed, they would have all found out. This was the best way." Alice pleaded.

Catching me completely by surprise, Edward grabbed Alice by the throat and pushed her against a nearby tree.

"You promised I'd get to drink my singer's blood and now you're telling me she's dead? You told me when I marked her that it was enough." He growled.

What the ever loving fuck are they up to? He marked her? Sure she smelled like him but they were together 24/7.

Alice sighed. "And at the time, it was. You know how my visions work, Edward." She paused, "All it would take is one different decision on her part for it to change."

Edward let out a feral growl that I wasn't aware he was capable of before slamming his lips down onto my ex-wife's.

How long had that been going on you ask? Quite awhile. They thought they covered their tracts well but as I said, emotions don't lie. Add it to the column of 'why we are no longer together.'

Their tongues tangled for a few moments before Edward pulled away.

"Aro is expecting her, Alice. What's going to happen if we can't deliver?"

Oh? My ears perked up. When had they made a deal with the devil?

"Let's just go to Forks and see what we can find out. We'll tell everyone that we are going to Paris." Alice suggested and I decided it was my time to leave before I got caught.

I need to make it to Forks before they do.

And it was with that in mind that I started North.

A/N: I really wasn't thrilled with how this chapter came out. I wrote and rewrote it a few times. And I know what you're thinking—we get Jasper's POV before Bella's?! lol We'll hear from her in the near future, I promise! I apologize for the time between updates. As mentioned at the beginning of the chapter, our beloved cat escaped almost 2 weeks ago and we're doing and trying everything to get him to come back home or hope that someone finds him and turns him in. It's so tough We are also preparing for a road trip that we're going on next week so I will try my hardest to get another update in before we leave but if not, it will be approximately 2 weeks before the next update. I also want to thank each and every one of you for taking the time to read and review. Seriously, thank you!