A/N: Hello everyone, Look! I finally got another chapter out. I can't thank you all enough for being patient with my stories and for all the wonderful reviews. They make me smile just thinking about them. My classes are finally done, I'm writing final essays this week, and then after that I only have to focus on my dissertation (and I mean 'only' in the most stressful way possible) but I needed a break from school and as a result, you all get a new chapter! Thanks for sticking with the story and enjoy!

Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight and all recognisable characters, no infringement is intended. Only the plot is mine.

Chapter Eight

"I need you to breathe Jasper."

"I am fucking breathing," Jasper hissed. He wished there was a paper bag somewhere that he could breathe into. It certainly wasn't normal to be this nervous. Jasper decided to blame it on the chemo. He didn't know how the chemo would affect his nerves, but he wasn't willing to admit that he was naturally this nervous about something like this. Granted, he thought as he focused on breathing in and out, he'd never met a boyfriend's family before so maybe this was natural for him.

Edward waited patiently for Jasper to get over his nerves. After a few minutes of still being parked in Jasper's driveway, Edward decided to try again.

"Can we drive now? It'll give you about twenty minutes before we get to my home."

Jasper didn't meet Edward's eyes but his jerky nod was enough. Edward turned on the ignition and started the drive to his house. He continued to watch Jasper out of the corner of his eye.

Jasper's thoughts were whirling around meeting Edward's family and the stupidity of putting himself in the home of vampires. What if one of them lost control? What if he tripped and ended up bleeding? What if he had to pee and they could hear him?

"My family won't lose control, Jasper. I won't let them. And if you have to use the restroom then my family will politely ignore whatever sounds they might hear. But if it would make you feel better would you like me to pull over so you can go before we get there?"

Jasper reached out and pulled Edward's ear to show him exactly what he thought of that. Jasper had learned early on that, because of Edward's hard anatomy, it hurt a lot when Jasper tried to smack him. So he started to yank Edward's ear. It didn't do anything to Edward, but it was something physical that Jasper could do to show his annoyance or displeasure without harming himself. Edward was even kind enough to allow Jasper to yank his head down so the whole movement was more satisfying.

"I'll take that as a 'no' then," Edward said dryly as he instantly righted himself as if nothing had happened.

"Don't tease me. I'm not exactly proud of this you know."

Edward reached out and cupped his hand around Jasper's neck. He slowly massaged Jasper's neck and soon Jasper let his eyes close and he felt his nerves begin to fade.

"Thank you," Jasper whispered.

"We can reschedule this if you'd like. My family will understand."

"No, I want to meet them. I'm ready. I am," Jasper said forcefully trying to convince Edward and himself.

"We don't have to stay long," Edward promised. "I just want you to meet them. They're so excited, especially Esme and Alice. In fact I'll have you know that Alice told me you're going to be a raging success today, and she'd know."

That did make Jasper feel slightly better. If the person who tells the future says that you're going to be fine, then surely you listen to that person.

"A raging success, huh?" Jasper asked.

"Her words, not mine."

"Well okay then. If I'm going to be a success."

Edward eventually pulled off the main road and onto a smaller dirt road flanked by trees. Jasper looked out the window at the forest closing in around them.

"You really live off the main road, don't you," Jasper couldn't help but comment after they had driven down the dirt road for a few minutes.

"We like our privacy. Being far away from everyone helps keep our cover and gives us better access to the wildlife so that we can eat without alerting suspicion."

Jasper agreed that this was the perfect place to hideout. No one would be able to find the Cullens tucked away in the forest as they were. Jasper, personally, loved the serenity that the trees gave. He had always loved being outdoors, but ever since he got sick, something about being outdoors – especially in the woods – made him feel as if everything would be okay. He began to feel the calming affect of the trees as he watched the brown and greens merge together as they drove past. He was so focused on the trees that he didn't notice when the car started to slow down.

He did notice when they parked, though, and he immediately sat up straight in his seat to get his first look at Edward's house. It was exactly what Jasper pictured Edward living in – large and classic. The three-storied house was painted white with large bay windows on the bottom floor framed by forest green shutters. The best part though, in Jasper's opinion, was the wrap-around porch that surrounded the whole house. A porch swing was in the corner and Jasper had a fleeting image of sitting wrapped up in Edward's arms on the swing.

"Esme designed the house," Edward said in response to Jasper's thoughts. "She decided that because of the rainy environment of Forks that we needed something old-fashioned and romantic. She designs all of our houses to reflect the environments around them."

"All of your houses?"

"Of course, we can't stay in the same place all the time. Eventually people catch on to the fact that we continue to look the same. We have a rotation cycle so that we can retain some semblance of a home. So we have several houses all over the world."

"Well yeah, I knew that you moved around but for some reason I never thought about you owning property," Jasper said.

"Well they're good investments. Sometimes we rent them out when we know we won't be using them. But most are hidden away in woods or mountains so usually we just have to give them a good clean when we get there."

Edward stopped the car as they waited for the garage door to open. "Where's your favourite house?" Jasper asked. He was fascinated with the idea of having houses across the world. He had always wanted to travel but his cancer never let him travel outside the country.

"Prague," Edward said, "Prague is a beautiful city and I love the old European architecture."

"Surprise, surprise the vampire likes Eastern Europe," Jasper muttered. Edward gave him a mock glare and lightly tugged Jasper's earlobe.

Jasper smacked his hand away and growled out, "That's my move, not yours."

"Then don't insult me or you'll never get to see my houses," Edward retorted.

Edward got out of the car and before Jasper could blink he was opening up Jasper's door. Jasper got out and Edward clasped their hands together. Edward led Jasper out of the garage and up to the porch. He stopped Jasper outside the door and placed a light kiss on Jasper's lips.

"Make sure you don't bleed," Edward said. Jasper opened his mouth to make a snarky comment, but his words caught in his throat as Edward swung open the front door and Jasper got his first peak at the Cullen Coven's home.

It was as elegant inside at it was outside. The entry hall was covered in white marble that contrasted well with the yellow walls and white crown moulding. Esme is really very good at this, Jasper thought as he looked around. The stylish house was miles away from the homey house his mother had set up, yet he still felt comfortable there.

"Tell her that and let her feed you and she'll love you forever," Edward replied. Edward took Jasper's hand again and pulled him down the hallway and into the living room where the rest of the family was politely watching TV and not staring at Jasper as they walked in.

Edward cleared his throat to let his family know that they could look and a split second later Jasper had five vampires eyeing him with varying degrees of happiness. Edward guided Jasper next to him and put his arm around Jasper's shoulders.

"Everyone, I'd like you to meet Jasper. Jasper, this is my family. This is Esme, my mother, Alice," Edward said as he motioned to each person in introduction, "Rosalie, and Emmett. And of course you know Carlisle."

"Hello," Jasper said, smiling at each of them.

"Hi Jasper," chirped the black haired one that Edward had said was Alice, "It's so great to finally meet you. We've waited forever for you and it's so nice to finally have Edward leaving me alone about you."

"Um, thanks," Jasper said.

"I mean he was getting really annoying. Everyday he'd ask me if I had seen you, when you were coming, when he'd finally find you. I seriously considered murder," Alice said with a completely straight face that Jasper couldn't doubt. He somehow knew that Alice – if she had wanted – would have taken Edward out. "So when you finally arrived I don't think I've ever seen him so happy."

"Alice," Edward growled.

"Did you really do that?" Jasper asked Edward.

"No," Edward immediately denied. Emmett's snort from the corner, though, forced Edward to admit, "well, not that bad. I didn't ask her every day."

"Dude, you're right. You didn't ask her every day; you asked her fifty times a day. I would have fucking murdered you if I were her," Emmett said.

"Language Emmett," Esme scolded. She went up to Jasper and took his hands in hers. "Jasper, it's so nice to finally meet you. Are you hungry, I made you some soup because Carlisle said that it was something that you could eat."

"Thank you ma'am."

"Oh dear, call me Esme."

Jasper smiled and nodded in acknowledgement, "and thank you for the soup. I'm not hungry right now, but it sounds wonderful."

"Of course, I suppose you've had lunch. But let me know if you need anything to eat or drink. I want this to be your other home, Jasper, so please feel comfortable."

"I do feel comfortable, Esme," Jasper assured.

"Nothing screams 'Welcome to the family' like a bowl of semi-homemade soup specially made because we know it won't make you puke," Emmett exclaimed. Most of the family laughed at Emmett but Rosalie scoffed and stormed out of the room. As she passed Jasper she fixed him with a glare.

What did I do? Jasper asked Edward. Edward just shook his head slightly and pulled Jasper closer to him. "She'll come around," he whispered.

"Don't worry about Rosalie," Carlisle said, "She doesn't react well to change."

"Come sit down Jasper," Alice said. She pulled Jasper out of Edward's arms and sat him down on the loveseat. Edward sat down next to him and placed a comforting hand on Jasper's knee. "Tell us about you," she said. Esme, Carlisle, and Emmett sat down on the couch across from them and waited.

"Well," Jasper began. He looked at Edward out of the corner of his eye before slowly continuing, "I'm a journalist for the New Haven Register, writing mostly about the national news. Um, I graduated from Yale a few years ago and have lived New Haven until I came to Forks."

"But your family's from Texas, right? I think your mother mentioned that once," Esme said.

"Yeah I grew up there. When I went to college my parents moved here."

"Why didn't you visit them?" Emmett asked, "It would have gotten Edward to shut up a lot sooner if you would've come here sooner."

"I didn't have the money at first. And then I got sick and didn't like to travel so they'd come to see me. And I didn't know that someone was here waiting for me," Jasper said. Edward squeezed his knee and Jasper felt his face start to redden at the display in front of Edward's family – but he marvelled that even with the simplest contact, Edward could make him feel special.

Emmett snorted, "See Alice, we should've let Edward go and find him. Then this misery would have been over sooner."

"The timing wasn't right," Alice pouted. "It's not my fault. I didn't like seeing Edward sad but it wasn't like I could do anything about it."

"Why did you wait?" Jasper asked. He had thought of little else but Edward since meeting him, and this was one thing that he Edward hadn't tried to explain. "Why didn't you come find me? I mean, you knew my name. If you didn't know more than that then how did you know that it was me when you met me?"

"I wanted to go find you," Edward assured, "but at first I only knew your name. Then right before you came Alice had a vision of you in the hospital. So I knew that it was you the moment I saw you."

"You mean when you were stalking me from the woods outside my bedroom?" Jasper raised an eyebrow when Edward refused to meet his eye. He knew that if it had been possible, Edward would have been blushing. Jasper's stomach fluttered a bit at the idea that he could make the calm and collected Edward Cullen blush.

"Edward," Esme admonished. Emmett was laughing so hard that there should have been tears in his eyes, and Alice also looked like she was trying to hold back her laughter.

"I wasn't stalking," Edward said defending himself, "I was just… I had to see him."

"You should have been patient," Emmett smirked.

"Okay, when you have to wait for a mate that you know is coming for five fucking years and then learn that he's finally arrived but you won't get to see him for another few days, then you can talk," Edward growled out.

"Language Eddie-poo," Emmett warned, the smirk still stretched across his face.

"Boys be nice," Esme gave them both a warning look before politely turning back to Jasper and engaging him in conversation again. Edward, though, made sure to give Emmett the finger once Esme wasn't looking at them.

"So Jazz, can I call you Jazz?" Emmett asked.

"No," Jasper said. He hated when people called him "Jazz" or "Spur" or any other dumb nickname they could pull out of his name. He decided that "Jasper" didn't lend itself to any cool nicknames that didn't make him sound like a giant douchebag.

"No? Well, okay. Anyway, do you like videogames?"

"Yeah, I guess. Sometimes my hand-eye coordination is off so I suck at them though."

"Really? That's even better. That means I'll win," Emmett said approvingly. He leaned in conspiratorially, "No one else will play video games with me. The girls don't care and Edward thinks he's above them."

"That's not the reason why and you know it. You don't let me play with you because I beat you," Edward said.

"You don't beat me, you cheat."

"I can't help it."

"Anyways," Emmett said, turning back to Jasper and ignoring Edward, "It'll be nice to finally have someone that will play with me and not cheat. Every. Single. Game."

"I told you that I d –"

"That sounds like fun," Jasper interjected. He was enjoying watching them banter with each other but Esme's frown endeared her to him and something inside Jasper made him want to make Esme happy. He was rewarded with a beautiful smile when she silently thanked him.

"Well, I think it's about time that you show Jasper around the house, don't you Edward?" Carlisle said. He stood up and the rest of the family followed. "When you're done, Jasper, we can have dinner."

"That's really not necessary. I'll be fine and you don't have to go out of your way for me."

"Nonsense," Esme said, "you're family now and we love having family meals together. Even if this one will be more… traditional than we're used to."

She kissed Jasper on the cheek before rushing off somewhere. Carlisle nodded to Jasper before following his wife.

"Jasper will be hungry in about an hour, so don't get up to any funny business," Alice said. She smiled brightly at both of their horrified faces.

Edward quickly guided Jasper out of the room and up the stairs to the third floor. "Can she really know what we're gonna…" Jasper trailed off, the idea of having someone know that before even he did a little too much to handle.

"Not certainly," Edward said, "I mean, I think now we'll both make sure that… you know."

"Hypothetically, if we were to have sex here would they be able to hear us?"

Edward's silence was all the confirmation that Jasper needed and he made a silent resolve that when they did have sex, it would be at his home or when the rest of the Cullens were far away. Preferably in another state, just in case their freaky vampire hearing could stretch a lot farther than Jasper could imagine.

"Seconded," Edward said. "Though I've had to hear them enough," he muttered.

"That's disturbing. That's way too close for a normal family."

"Yes, but haven't you learned that my family is anything but normal?" Jasper certainly had. The Cullen's were as far from normal as one could get, but oddly it didn't bother Jasper as much as he had thought it would. No once, since stepping foot in the house, had he felt anything but completely safe and accepted.

He liked all the Cullens – with the exception of Rosalie who hadn't let him get to know her – and having them as his family long after his own had gone, wasn't as terrifying as it had been.

"You have no idea how happy that makes me," Edward whispered. He kissed Jasper's lips lightly, but pulled away before Jasper had a chance to deepen it.

You always do that, Jasper pouted, Just when it's starting to get good.

"I'm sorry, I just thought you'd rather do that in the privacy of my room instead of in the hallway."

Jasper's eyes lit up and he grabbed Edward's hand, "Where too then?"

Edward snorted and led Jasper to the end of the hallway. "Here's my room," he said as he opened the door.

Jasper looked around Edward's room, taking in the light green of the walls and the rows of music and books in the bookshelves. A white couch was pressed against the far wall. Jasper plopped down on the couch and patted the spot next to him for Edward to sit.

"Nice room. You've got a lot of stuff."

"Yeah well, when you're over a hundred years old you accumulate some stuff," Edward remarked dryly.

"Anything of value?" Edward didn't respond, instead choosing to run his hands along the back of Jasper's neck. Jasper didn't mind the attention at all and leaned into the touch.

"I can't answer that question or else I'll run the risk of sounding exceptionally sappy." Jasper looked up questioningly at Edward intending to press the issue further. But when he saw how close he was to Edward's lips he changed his mind and instead lunged forward to press his lips to Edward's before Edward was able to pull away.

Jasper wrapped his hands around Edward's neck to keep him pressed against him. Edward didn't pull away this time, though. Instead he lifted Jasper up and laid him down on the couch, covering him with his body a few seconds later.

It had been a while since Edward had allowed them to get this close to each other and he intended to push Edward as far as he would let him. He let his hands travel from Edward's neck and down his back, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt. Edward's breathing became more laboured as Jasper slowly explored his back. His hands reached the end of Edward's shirt and Jasper slipped his hands underneath it, lightly trailing his fingertips along the expanse of skin.

Edward groaned and plunged his tongue into Jasper's mouth. Emboldened by Edward's response, Jasper let his right hand travel further and grab Edward's ass, raising his hips slightly at the same moment. Edward thrust back, making Jasper groan at the feel of Edward moving against him. Soon they were both lightly thrusting against each other, not with the intention of getting off, but just enjoying feeling the other while Edward was able to handle it.

Too soon Edward pulled away. With Edward hovering over him, Jasper could see his heavy breathing and eyes dilated with lust. "I need to stop," Edward growled out. Jasper swallowed and nodded unable to get any words out.

"I don't want to," Edward assured Jasper.

"I know. Being with you is going give me a constant case of blue balls."

"At least I'm not intentionally being a tease."

Edward maneuvered them around until he was sitting on the couch with Jasper leaning up against him. Edward continued his earlier action by softly caressing Jasper's neck.

"Why doesn't Rosalie like me?" Jasper softly asked. Edward's hand froze for a moment before Edward heaved a heavy sigh.

"It's not that she doesn't like you, she just feels like we aren't leaving you much of a choice. She thinks that we're manipulating you because of your sickness. Rosalie wouldn't have chosen this fate for herself and she can't imagine anyone actually wanting it."

"But I haven't chosen yet," Jasper pointed out, "I'm still not sure what I'm going to do, so I don't understand why she would assume that of me."

"It's not you, she's upset at us. I'm sure she likes you in her own way and that's why she's acting like this."

Soon Jasper's stomach started to rumble and they reluctantly got up to go to dinner. As expected, due to Alice's prediction, the whole family was sitting around the dinning room table. Two spots were left open and a steaming bowl of soup was on a tablemat in front of one of them. Jasper sat down and immediately tucked in to the soup.

The conversation was polite, but Jasper was focusing more on Rosalie, who sat silently by and wouldn't make eye contact with him. Jasper didn't know why he cared about Rosalie, but in a way he wanted to assure her. He wanted her to know that he wasn't jumping into the situation blindly. And it was a relief that there was at least one Cullen that wasn't immediately sure that Jasper should accept Edward's offer. There was someone else who would understand his hesitancy. Perhaps she would be able to assure Jasper of some of the things that he couldn't talk to Edward about.

Like the eternal love thing. Jasper didn't want to distrust Edward, but he had seen too many relationships break apart after a few years. Human emotions were temporal and ever changing… and human emotions were the only ones that Jasper knew. Despite Edward's assurance that Vampires, once changed, remained that way, it would be nice to have another person confirm it.

As soon as dinner was over Jasper saw Rosalie escape outside. Jasper followed her, letting Edward know through his thoughts where he was going. Jasper walked out onto the porch and strained his eyes in the dark trying to find where she was. After walking halfway around the porch he saw a figure sitting on the porch swing. Jasper slowly approached her, even though he knew that she had heard him walking towards her the entire time.

"What are you doing out here?" Rosalie asked as soon as Jasper was within hearing distance.

"I wanted to talk to you," Jasper said honestly.

"Just don't let them make you feel like you're trapped," Rosalie said, meeting Jasper's eyes for the first time. "If you want this, if you've thought through every possible issue, and thought about what you're giving up by doing this, then fine. But don't let them box you into a corner because you're going to die. It's human, it's natural to die."

"What about Edward?"

"I love my brother and I do want him to be happy. But I also don't want you to do this just for him. You wouldn't be happy and you'd grow resentful. If you choose this, then that's fine and I'll welcome you into the family, but only if it's your choice."

"I'm not just jumping into this," Jasper assured her, "And I'm not going to do this just for Edward. He's a factor, yes, but I won't let him force me into a decision. But I am aware that I only have a few weeks to make a decision."

"So soon?" Rosalie said weakly, "That's not enough time to make an informed decision."

"I could make one if I had everyone helping me by giving me as much information as I need."

Rosalie nodded in agreement, "well what do you still need to know?"

Jasper hesitated for a moment, but soon decided that out of everyone, Rosalie would give him the most honest answer. He took a deep breath and plunged in, "I'm still worried about the mate thing. I mean, I get that Edward loves me now. And will probably love me fifty years from now. But what about two hundred years from now? Three hundred? While Edward isn't the only factor that I'm considering, I know that I wouldn't do it at all if Edward wasn't going to be with me for the rest of my life. And, I guess, I'm just worried that eventually he'll find someone that he loves more. He'll find someone that is better for him."

"He told you about vampires' nature, right? That it's hard to change us?"

"Yeah, but I have a hard time believing him."

"I understand that, and I'm sure that, deep down, Edward understands that too. But I've been with Emmett for about a hundred years now, and while we fight all the time, I know that hundreds of years from now, I'll still love him. Our mates are our soul mates… as fucking ridiculous as that sounds. It's not like a human relationship, where you know that in different circumstances you could have ended up with someone else, someone completely different, and it would probably have worked just as well as your current relationship. Human relationships are the joining of two lives that people shape around each other – giving and taking as is necessary to make it work.

"Vampires, though, have only one soul mate. No one else will ever come close and no one else will ever make us as happy as our soul mates. I can't tell you how we know, but it's not something we can change. So you can be assured that Edward will love you forever. Just as you will love him, if you were at all worried about that."

Jasper was quiet for a moment as he thought over all that Rosalie had said. "Thank you. I needed to hear it from someone else, someone that had experienced it. It's still a lot to wrap my head around, though. And I'll need time to come to grips with everything."

"Will you come to me with any questions?" Rosalie asked.

"Yes, I think that I'll ask you things. You won't sugar coat it to make me feel better about everything."

"No, I won't bullshit you. I'll tell you all the bad things about this life. But not everything is horrible," Rosalie's face softened as she spoke, "Emmett was a good thing. And I'd have never met him if I weren't what I am. So I suppose it was good for something."

"Yeah, that's true." Jasper had thought about that as well. If Edward had lived the normal life that he had been meant to, then he would have died long before Jasper had even been born.

"You should go inside," Rosalie said. She stood up from the swing and began walking back into the house, "it's getting cool out here and Edward would kill me if you got sick just because you felt the need to talk to me."

"I'm not that fragile," Jasper said indignantly.

"Whatever mortal," Rosalie waved him off. They came back into the living room and found the whole family back in front of the TV watching Edward thoroughly kick Emmett's ass at a video game.

Alice spotted Jasper and Rosalie and waved Jasper over towards her. "Edward challenged Emmett to a game to prove that he doesn't cheat."

"Is he cheating?" Jasper asked.

"I'm not allowed to tell," Alice said with a frown.

"Motherfucker!" Emmett yelled and threw his handset at the wall. "You cheated," He accused Edward who calmly stood up and turned off the TV.

"I did no such thing, I just happen to be better than you. I purposefully listened to Carlisle recite the entire Gray's Anatomy and so was definitely not listening to you."

Emmett looked hopefully at Carlisle, but Carlisle shrugged, "I was reciting it. I like to keep it fresh in my memory."

Emmett growled and stormed out of the living room followed closely by a smiling Rosalie. "I'll make him feel better," she sang as she followed him with an extra swing to her hips.

"Jasper, you're looking tired," Carlisle said. "I don't want you to exert yourself too much."

Jasper agreed with Carlisle and didn't complain that he was hovering, a sure sign of how tired Jasper really was. Edward was immediately at Jasper's side and Jasper willingly allowed himself to be wrapped in Edward's arms.

"Let's get you home," Edward said.

"Okay, thank you all so much for having me," Jasper said. He wiggled out of Edward's arms to give Alice and Esme a hug.

"You're always welcome, Jasper. Please come back soon," Esme said. She gave him one last kiss on the cheek before stepping back next to Carlisle.

Edward was quiet during the drive back, and Jasper eventually fell asleep. He didn't wake until he was being set down on something soft which he eventually realised was his bed.

"When did we get back?" He asked sleepily.

"Just now. You were so tired that I didn't want to wake you," Edward said. He removed Jasper's shoes and set them on the floor. Then he took Jasper's hat off and saw his first really view of Jasper's hair. It had just started growing back when he had needed chemo again. Now Edward was able to see the patches where his new hair had begun to fall out.

"Edward," Jasper whispered.

"Yes Jasper?"

"Will I see you tomorrow?"

"Of course, I have to work, but I'll be over as soon as I can. Now go to sleep."

"M'kay." And a moment later Jasper was asleep.

Interlude

It is a fearful thing/ to love what death can touch

'Tis a human thing, love/ a holy thing/ to love/ what death has touched

by Anon

Edward stood outside Jasper's house watching the sunrise. He knew what Jasper would think about him being there. But he didn't particularly care. It wasn't like he was in Jasper's room and he certainly didn't watch him through the window. But Edward found comfort in knowing that Jasper was safe within the house, even if he couldn't see him.

After waiting so long for Jasper, he couldn't just leave him alone. He couldn't waste anytime with Jasper. Even if Jasper was asleep and didn't know that Edward was spending time with him.

Doubts plagued Edward constantly. He worried that Jasper would choose to die and leave Edward alone. Then he worried that Jasper would choose to live, but would eventually realise that he had lost everything that tied him to the world. But worse, Edward worried that Jasper wouldn't get the chance to make a decision. That Jasper would be taken from Edward without notice and Edward wouldn't be able to offer a choice.

And so he stood outside the house.

A/N: Well that's it. I'm not even going to promise when the next chapter will be out. I still have to write the next chapter for TWCRS, so it might be another month (*apologises on bended knee*). I hope that it was worth the wait though (I'm not convinced it was, but I tried). Until next time! ~AJ Kelly