Disclaimer: Only the new storyline is mine; the rest is Stephenie Meyers.

Jasper - JPOV

I shake my head as I stand in the doorway, looking at Edward. The amounts of guilt, regret, and self-loathing that are radiating from him are insane. And while I completely understand why he is feeling that way, I can't find myself capable of sympathizing with him. What worries me more is the fact that Bella isn't sending out any emotions at all.

Carlisle enters the room and gives me a quick nod. I can feel his pride in me, and I give him a quick smile. He glances over to look at Edward, and I sense his pity and worries for his eldest son. This whole situation is fucked up, to say the least. Who would have thought that I would be the one to save Bella's life whereas Edward was the one to lose control.

"Edward, son, you need to hunt. Let Emmett take you. We'll stay with Bella, listen to her heart. It's beating strong. Jasper saved her. She will be fine."

Edward looks like a wreck. His eyes are completely black, his clothes still torn from the struggle. He is going to argue but then sees the determination in Carlisle's eyes. He nods and runs from the room. I smile when I hear Emmett say:

"Hey, wait for me!"

I watch as Carlisle moves over to Bella and strokes her hair. I smile as I register the fatherly love that is flowing through him, mixed with a large portion of relief. I move over to sit on the chair in the corner and focus on Bella. It's starting to freak me out that I still can't sense her emotions. She is burning alive; she is experiencing the worst pain imaginable. I should be able to sense something. It's totally frustrating me.

"What's wrong, Jasper? You're projecting some major frustration there."

I look and see Carlisle staring at me.

"I can't feel Bella, Carlisle. I can hear her heartbeat, I can see her lying there, but I can't sense any emotions from her, and that kind of frustrates me."

"Maybe her gift is interfering with yours, Jasper. We always knew Bella would be special. Maybe you should talk to her for a while, ask her to open up. You never know. Maybe she'll hear you."

I nod and watch Carlisle leave the room. I hear him entering his study as I move over to Bella's side. The only sounds in the house are the steady beat of Bella's heart and the turning of pages while Carlisle reads yet another medical journal. The girls aren't home. They went shopping because Alice said that Bella would need a new wardrobe. Edward and Emmett will be out hunting for at least a few hours, knowing what state Edward was in.

I sit down next to Bella and take her hand in mine. I contemplate for a while on what to tell her and decide to tell her my story. It might not be a typical bedside story, but I just feel like she needs to know how I got here. And above all, how much it means to me that I was able to save her.

Bella - BPOV

The fire is all-consuming. What is happening to me? Is this hell? It must be, but I can't imagine what I did to deserve this. The pain is excruciating, and my mind is telling me to block it. I don't know how, but I try to push back the pain. Somehow I succeed. I successfully put it away in a tiny locked box in the back of my head and let the feeling of nothingness wash over me.

Now that the fire and the pain are gone, I start to notice people around me. A person is sitting next to me, and I can hear him whispering 'sorry' over and over again. His presence makes me uncomfortable. I shiver internally when I hear him say that he loves me and that he will do everything to make it up to me. Somehow I don't want him to do that. I've got this gut feeling that fate has something else in store for me.

I feel that another person is close, it's like my soul instantly recognizes his presence, and I let the comfort that his presence invokes wash over me. Why won't he come closer? Why isn't he holding my hand? Someone else enters the room. God, how many people are there in this place? I listen carefully when I hear him say:

"Edward, son, you need to hunt. Let Emmett take you. We'll stay with Bella, listen to her heart. It's beating strong. Jasper saved her. She will be fine."

I know that voice. Carlisle! Parts of my memory come rushing in, and I almost lose control over the pain, but I keep it locked away just in time. I remember who I am and who they are. Oh my god, I remember what happened! Edward tried to kill me.

My body relaxes the moment Edward leaves the room. I feel how Carlisle strokes my hair, and I wish that I could give him a sign, but I need to control the pain. I will tell him when I wake up, I need to control the fire, that way I can feel him, the comforting presence that moved a little closer to me, but that still isn't close enough.

"What's wrong, Jasper? You're projecting some major frustration there."

Jasper? The comforting presence is Jasper?

"I can't feel Bella, Carlisle. I can hear her heartbeat, I can see her lying there, but I can't sense any emotions from her, and that kind of frustrates me."

"Maybe her gift is interfering with yours, Jasper. We always knew Bella would be special. Maybe you should talk to her for a while, ask her to open up. You never know; maybe she'll hear you."

Jasper's voice is like a soothing balm, it takes away the need to block out the pain, and it feels like his presence is all I need to be happy. The moment he takes my hand, I feel whole. I wonder if he feels it too, or is he focusing too hard on my emotions at the moment to notice the bond between us?

Jasper - JPOV

My thumb draws little circles over the back of Bella's hand while I tell her my story. I felt Carlisle's surprise when he heard what I was telling Bella, but he didn't interfere. I can't explain where this urge to tell her this is coming from, but I feel that she needs to know the real me. I hesitate when the story reaches its end because I am about to tell her what happened yesterday on her birthday.

"Bella, darlin', what I'm going to tell you next, might shock you, but I want you to know that he is so very sorry for what happened. He'll make it up to you. I'm sure about that. Okay?"

I squeeze her hand softly before placing a kiss on the back of her hand. I feel a small electric current flowing through us the moment my lips touch her hand. What the hell was that?

"It was your birthday yesterday, darlin', and Alice planned this wonderful party for you like you know she would, even though you said she shouldn't. You gave yourself a paper cut while opening your last present, and Edward lost control. I felt how his bloodlust spiked, but I was too late to stop him. I'm so sorry for that, darlin'.

He started drinking from you, and it took a massive dose of lethargy to get him to let go of you. The girls had already fled the room, and Emmett carried Edward outside. The amount of venom that Edward injected into your body wasn't enough. You wouldn't have survived the change because he almost drained you dry.

I bit you, darlin', to inject more venom. The thought of losing you terrified me; I just had to do it. It's my venom that runs through your veins. I, the weak link of the family, was the one to save you. Carlisle keeps telling me that you'll be fine, but the fact that I'm not feeling any emotions from you is really freaking me out, Bella. Show me just a flicker so that I know if you're angry or happy with me. I'm begging you, darlin'."

Bella - BPOV

I go through a rollercoaster of emotions while Jasper tells me his story. I feel every possible emotion, the main ones being anger and love. I feel anger for all the things that Maria put him through. God, someday that bitch is going to pay for what she did to my Jasper. The love I feel is a once-in-a-lifetime kind of love. I feel a tug where my heart is and realize that I'm already a lost cause. Somewhere in these last two days, he conquered my heart, and it's his for the rest of eternity.

I think about how Jasper fought so hard to get where he is today. He survived the Southern wars; he conquered his depression and found another way of life. Jasper stopped his brother from killing me and gave me his venom. I will always have him with me, wherever I go, even if he can't love me back. Let's face it, why would he choose plain old me over Alice. The lock on my emotions breaks as I hear him say:

"Carlisle keeps telling me that you'll be fine, but the fact that I'm not feeling any emotions from you is really freaking me out, Bella. Show me just a flicker so that I know if you're angry or happy with me. I'm begging you, darlin'."

I send him the comfort and the happiness he gives me, and I send him my love. I rein it back in when I hear him gasp and wait for him to say something. The silence between us is deafening and terrifying. Oh my god, I should have never told him. He is going to hate me for it, and I can't handle him leaving me because that would shatter my heart.

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