A/N: SM owns Twilight I own a working internet card again

Huge loving thanks to my beta heavyinfinity who manages to even beta my ANs so they don't make me look stoopid. *giggles*

Previously in Chapter 1:

Charlie offered to take Bella to dinner, knowing we wouldn't join in and I was assaulted by questions from my family on how much he knew. I assured them that he, like Bella, was very observant but didn't know details.

Chapter 2

Jasper's POV (always)

We had a wonderful summer but I did miss my family it was nice to see them all again. Our travels included 20 states and many many repairs required to hotel rooms. We left our mark on the industry for sure. Peter and Char were slowly working their way towards being vegetarians, which left them still needing contacts most of the time. Burt orange eyes are even weirder than cherry red ones in my book.

Emmett and Rose spent the summer with Charlie and Spirit who was currently being puppy sat by none other than Sam Uley. Yep, the head dog is puppy sitting. It honestly made me laugh a little. But it was nice of him to offer despite the fact that Spirit wasn't as friendly toward the mutts as he was towards the vamps. That dog was a crazy little guy.

Emmett apparently taught him "normal" commands according to Rosalie, who loved every minute she spent with Charlie over the summer. She played the regular housewife in a lot of ways, cooking and cleaning but she was happy. She even volunteered at the local kid's club for younger kids in their summer program. She found some happiness, knowing she could still interact happily with children. It's not something she had ever tried in her life, and I don't know what brought it on, but I'd bet my life it had something to do with Bella.

Bella, my Bella. She is the best woman in the world. She was so happy over the summer it was contagious. We never stopped smiling, I don't think. Well, we did when I had to leave to hunt. We didn't like to be apart but we never argued once. I gave her everything she asked for without complaint, simply because, I could. I love her and would give her anything, do anything for her.

Bella asked that our return to college involve living in the dorms and I agreed without hesitation. I didn't want to do it, of course not. But, again I'll do whatever she tells me to do. Her emotional cocktail has never resurfaced and because of it her shield isn't as strong as it used to be but she still has easy control over allowing me access to her feelings, or not. I'm thankful she doesn't ever shield them from me anymore. I know she can, 'cause she'll play with it now and then, just to get my attention, but she doesn't hide from me and I don't hide from her.

Edward, he worked at Newton's for Mike over the summer. Emmett spent some time with him now and then and they hunted together, so he wasn't really alone. Emmett did say that Edward seemed a bit more "human" though. Edward was certainly humbled by working for menial wages and having Mike Newton as his boss. Apparently, Mike was well suited for the business though and did not mistreat Edward despite their hatred of each other.

Carlisle and Esme were still on vacation as far as anyone knew. Emmett thought they checked in with Edward occasionally but otherwise they left everyone else alone. Alice was right, she was the best fashionista Vogue had ever had and yet never met. She stayed out of the lime light but she did her job well and sent a human girl in her stead to the many parties and fashion extravaganza's she was supposed to be at around the world. It was speculated by the tabloids that she was fat and ugly or possibly paralyzed or disfigured somehow but that didn't matter, that's what tabloids were for.

Pete and Char spent their summer doing their thing and would only call to say "I love you" or to tell us the next best place to go because of some festival or museum or book store or whatever they thought Bella might like. And Bella loved all their suggestions. They truly weren't a nuisance. Bella's friendship blossomed with Peter over the phone as they spoke occasionally and shared "Jasper stories". Rose, on the other hand, spoke with Bella almost every other day but they kept their conversations to when we were driving and I wasn't getting Bella off with my gift or her getting me off with that hot little mouth of hers.

The sex was still unbelievable with Bella and frankly I can't wait for her to get back from dinner so I can have my wicked way with her, christening her little dorm bed. Speaking of which, Rose is already working on ordering replacements for the filthy little single size mattresses they assigned us. We can just put those in storage and bring them back at the end of the year.

Bella doesn't ask me to bite her as much as she used to and sometimes I take liberties, needing to snack on my woman in every way but she doesn't mind. We leave nothing to chance so we talk about everything, every feeling every thought. We will not get lost in a sea of deception or secrets.

The excitement surrounding me is blissful. I love Bella's excitement to see her dad again, to see the rest of our family and to get ready for school. Classes start in a week but being freshmen we have orientation first. As much as I wanna follow my little hell cat around and pick the same classes and join the same clubs and be in the same orientation group, I'll let her be. I'm taking all my leads from her and it's nice to know everyone else is too.

This whole dorm thing is a bit ridiculous but again, I can refuse her nothing. So I sit by on a lonely desk chair watching over my angel as she sleeps. Her nightmares are gone but she is fitful tonight, our first night not sharing a bed in the last…well long-fucking-time. I was ordered away; she wanted the "experience" of sleeping in a dorm by herself on the first night. But as is always the case the other two couples want their time and though I have to hear it, I certainly don't want to see it. The bonus again being I don't have to feel it either. Having learned how to control my gift to the point of even shutting it off should make school easier for me.

I won't disturb her, but I will watch her.

With the morning came my explanation for being in her room, which although she wasn't happy about, she understood. I wasn't going to lie. I never lie, we never lie. I wanted to be with her and she didn't know I was there at the time, so as far as I was concerned, we both got what we wanted. She admitted to not sleeping well and may not like to do that much in the future. I wish those new beds would hurry up. A full size is all we could get but at least it'll allow me to lie next to her without worrying about temperature or the hardness of my body. I wouldn't be uncomfortable but I know she would. We practiced a little on her bed before she went to sleep.

After Bella's dad dropped her off in front of the dorm, not willing to make the climb back up the stairs again, he retired to his hotel and Bella and I retired to her room. I'm not needy and neither is she, but I missed her, after spending every day of the last 3 months with her except when I hunted, I missed her. Apparently, the feeling was mutual as she threw herself into my waiting arms and we kissed hungrily for the first time in weeks.

We got started in the little living room of her dorm room and I had her shirt off before she suggested the bedroom, knowing Char and Rose were currently trapped in their room. Of course, they took off for their men on the fourth floor as soon as we closed the heavy door of Bella's room. I pressed her hard up against the door, my thigh going places I only hoped other parts of me would go very very soon. We caressed each other's bodies, slowing down our pace to gently strip off clothing. Her moans were loud enough the neighbors were already snickering. Luckily I knew she wouldn't care. She liked for people to know how much she loved me and the very wicked things I could do to her body.

I laid her gently on her bed, taking in her naked form before I laid my bare body on top of hers, the small bed not allowing for another option. She wrapped her legs around me and we both sighed happily as I quickly and gently slid home in her moist heat. The passion of when she returned home was gone for the more familiar slow burn we both enjoyed. Having done a lot of traveling in the last three months we picked up one trick that wasn't even talked about anymore. I let my gift go, flooding us both with love and passion and she kept it contained, thankfully, to just us. It was intense; we didn't need hard and fast that much anymore because making love to her was better than anything else in the world. It brought us to planes, heights, whatever, that no one had ever explored. There was nothing so pure as when were joined mind, body, and soul.

I pushed in and out with a wickedly slow pace and she moaned and thrashed, wanting more. But that was us; I would speed up only when her tears of frustration came. It's not that I like to see her cry, it's what she enjoys. She loves the torturous pace I set and even though it's difficult, I do it every fuckin' time because when all is said and done, the climaxes render us incapacitated.

Eventually, I see the moisture begin to leak from the corner of her eyes as they open, begging me to give her something more and when I hear a garbled, "plee-ase" I respond. I smothered her body with my own as I begin to kiss her, adding just a bit more pressure, making sure to grind into her clit with my pelvic bone. She returns the kiss fervently and when she's out of air I move to her ear, telling her I love her and at the last minute I surprise her by telling her I'm gonna fuck her so hard, the neighbors are going to call the police. And then I do. I throw everything I can into her without ripping her to pieces and make no doubts, my girl is fuckin' tough. I know we like it slow and emotional but I just felt the need to suddenly let go.

I slam us together so hard the bed starts to walk the couple inches across the floor until its beating on the wall, the girls next door horrified and mystified at the same time, but I can't be bothered with them. Bella is yelling, "YES, OH GOD, YES…" repeatedly, and it's music to my ears as I pummel her into the tiny bed.

I've realized a second too late that I can't roar and oh God am I going to when I cum. Her first, her first, she cums first. NOW! OH GOD!

"JASPER!" Bella screams as her hot velvet clamps down on me and making a last minute decision, I do the only thing I can think of short of biting Bella to stifle my call of pleasure as I cum. I bit my arm with a way too loud growl. And it fuckin' stings! Roaring in a hotel is one thing, most people just pretending not to notice but I knew that wasn't an option. It hasn't been 24 hrs in the dorms even and I'm already loathing this decision.

Completely, boneless and sated, Bella laid there with her eyes closed and grin the size of the grand canyon on her face. Now that look, the look of my angel, happy, satisfied, content, and definitely naked, made the bite worth it, even if the pain did take away a bit from my own orgasm, I wouldn't take it away from hers.

I crashed back on top of her with no place else to go, other than the floor, and kissed her until she requested a bathroom break, 20 minutes later. When she returned ready for bed, she hungrily eyed my naked form and then ordered me out. I was shocked, I've never been ordered from her bed. She explained she wanted to sleep her first night in the dorms by herself like a real college freshman. And though it was silly to me, I respected her request, dressed, and left the room. However, I wasn't able to return to my room, 2 floors up. That's where the women were and I didn't need super senses to know what was going on. I listened to the girls on Bella's floor already gossiping about the hot blond, me, and wondering which one of the girls he was banging. Inane chatter that after a few minutes became just background noise, like a television you don't pay any attention to but know it's on.

When Bella was asleep I returned to keep watch over her. I knew I only had a couple years, well a little over one if everything went according to plan and I didn't want to miss watching her sleep for any one of those days until then. Her little eyes twitch and wrinkle, her hands clasp and open, she mumbles, and sometimes talks, she snuggles against me several times unconsciously seeking comfort; that I'd be missing tonight. She was adorable. I had it bad, but I didn't mind. I loved her with ever fiber of my being.

As dawn approached I woke her up for what would be the first day of freshman orientation.

Charlie was already waiting at the bottom of our steps when we exited the building in search of the Pavilion where they were holding the family orientation. A chorus of 'Hi dad' and a bunch of hugs later and we were on our way following the signs posted around campus and ignoring the strange looks we got as we all greeted the one parental figure in our midst.

"The purpose of the New Student Orientation program at Dartmouth College is to prepare students to be academically successful by: Providing information and resources that will allow students to make informed and appropriate academic plans and healthy social choices; Creating a welcoming environment that builds a sense of community among the incoming class and connects them to faculty, staff and other students..."

We listened to the head of the Orientation Committee, Mr. Jordan Runes, explain what orientation was going to be about. It was a week of games, committee meetings, luncheons, and tours. Bella was enthralled- the rest of us, not so much. I did get off on feeling her nervousness and excitement which was at times accentuated by a quick grip of my hand that she normally held loosely. I'm not sure she even knew she was doing it.

Today however was family day. Families were encouraged to mill about, eat in the dining halls, tour fraternity row, explore clubs and committees that had booths set up all around, and mingle with other families. Of course we could return to moving in if we still had that to finish also.

Charlie, bless his heart, never once mentioned Esme or Carlisle or anything to do with parents for any of us. He was our dad and accepted that without questions. We didn't need anyone else. Char played along with Bella and oohed and ahhed at all the right things as we journeyed from table to table discussing extra-curricular options.

Our little band of merry vampires plus 2 was given a wide berth by unknowing humans but that didn't keep them from gawking at us. Charlie, the shortest and oldest appearing male in our group was surrounded by beautiful pale people, Bella included. Charlie engaged us all in questions about our majors, our ideas for activities or committees we wanted to belong to. Rose was almost as tall as Charlie and the most statuesque of the females but she fawned over Charlie and today you would have never guessed there were three couples and a dad in this group. Today we were a family. At lunch time we all realized this was going to suck having to eat to keep up appearances but Charlie in his wisdom gave us an out.

"How about Bella and I get lunch at the little cafe over there and you kids can go tour the grounds?" He was just feeling happy and love, there was no curiosity or suspicion. He knew. He didn't know what he knew but he knew. I nodded and coughed a little to get the attention of the four stunned statues.

"Thanks, dad. See you in a bit, darlin'." I kissed Bella gently and grabbed Peter's arm who was still imitating a fixture.

"What does he know, Jasper?" he growled lowly.

"He just knows that we don't eat. Surely, you guys didn't eat with him constantly when you were staying there right, Rose?"

She grimaced as she nodded. "I did. I never ate much but he was never at the dinner table alone. Emmett was usually conveniently not home at dinner time and not awake at breakfast and of course Charlie wasn't home at lunch. I guess I never realized he knew. Does he know what we are, Jazz?" Her voice was soft, almost as though she didn't want the answer. The nervousness and hesitancy in her emotions led me to believe she worried about his safety.

"No. I told you all last night he doesn't know what we are. He just knows we are different and he accepts it. He doesn't question it. He's not even suspicious about it. He likes us, well loves us, and that's all he cares about. He won't go poking his nose into things he doesn't want to know about because he wants us to stay a family. Pete?" I looked at my brother wondering what he was thinking as he was very pensive.

"I don't have anything to say, Jazz. I was wondering if we were in danger but I know we're not. Now, I'm just wondering if Charlie's in any danger. I don't think he is but I don't know. I have no sense of him at all. Will we tell him? Does Bella want him to know?"

I didn't even have to think about that one. Bella and I had talked about it several times. "No. Bella doesn't want him to know an' she doesn't want him changed. She worries that he'll be unhappy knowin' that our kind and specifically you and Char kill people. He's also lookin' forward to retirin' and fishin' with his friends on the rez. Besides, the man has dedicated his life to helpin' others. Bella said the greatest joys in Charlie's life are his family and his work. He is truly happy and though he'd probably make a kick ass vamp, I think Bella's right. I don't think he'd want to be a murderer or live in our world where crime is the basic way of life, disappearing, fake identities..." We all lapsed into silence pondering Charlie as we wandered the campus observing buildings, nature, and of course people.

We spent the rest of the day doing the family activities they had planned and enjoying Charlie's company. He would return home tomorrow when the real new student orientation got started.

A/N: Sorry mostly fluff but I had to set the scene for what's to come :)

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