Hello lovely people!

I just have to laugh because I've replaced my name change author's note with this chapter but I think I got more follows and favorites for that non-chapter than I do for most real ones. Made me laugh. Not you? Okay, I'm just easily entertained.

This chapter was hard for me. I've read several chapters with a similar theme in many different fics and I always find them ridiculously cheesy and unbelievable. So I did my best. No judgments.

No one guessed where my penname came from correctly (though I am going to have to check out some of these suggestions)! Demon Monkey is what the people call Tyrion Lannister in Game of Thrones because he's a dwarf and they think he is manipulating the king into being a douche. Little do they know that Joffrey is actually just a douche and Tyrion is trying to save them. Love Tyrion.

The song for this chapter is Feel Again by OneRepublic.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Seriously, I'm writing this on a leaf with some bark and uploading it to the web by having a spider read it. That's how it works right?

Chapter Eighteen: Feel Again

BPOV

I didn't know where we were going. Jasper was keeping it secret. I had woken up this morning in his room at Carlisle and Esme's with a note from him on the pillow next to me telling me he was out and could I be ready to go at ten? I'd been confused to say the least but got ready nonetheless. Now as I hugged his waist, resting my face against his back, I smiled at how happy I felt. I had changed so much from the timid, dependant girl that had moved to Forks years ago. I felt confident and whole now, mature in more than the aspect of taking care of my parents. I had experienced love and loss and I had come through on top, I hadn't let it crush me. Now I had the love of one of the best men that I knew and he knew that I loved him in return. There were no strings attached, no compromises in our relationship.

Jasper grasped my hand in his, intertwining our fingers and it felt like my heart was humming in response. I smiled into his jacket and squeezed his fingers lovingly. He squeezed back briefly before shifting gears and turning us off the highway and onto a small road that wound up the mountain and through the towering pines of the Pacific Northwest. We'd been driving for a half hour and I enjoyed breathing in the moist, fresh air, used to the dry air of the desert. He wouldn't tell me where we were going but I didn't mind just driving with him, holding him and feeling his muscles move beneath me.

After another fifteen minutes of driving, Jasper pulled off into a small parking lot and I climbed off his bike, stretching my stiff legs and back. He smiled, climbing off as well and sweeping me into a dramatic kiss. I laughed and pushed him up and he set me back on my feet where I stumbled for a minute until I steadied.

"So where exactly are we?" He rolled his eyes at the repeated question.

"Somewhere very special. Well, it's about to be," he said cryptically before taking my hand and pulling me to a small overlook. I could see the green-grey-blue ocean stretching out into the horizon until I couldn't see anything else. To both sides the mountains curved down, covered in pines before ending in rocky cliffs for the waves to crash against.

"It's beautiful," I whispered, mesmerized by the beauty of the natural landscape. He turned me, tilting my chin up with his finger.

"It doesn't hold a candle to you," he said softly and I smiled, warmed by his compliment. "Though the beach might come close," he said as an afterthought and I frowned, turning to find the beach. I looked down and froze, my heart pounding in my chest. I felt heat spreading through my body and I smiled, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. On the stretching sand of the beach, someone –and I had a pretty good idea of who –had taken rocks and formed them into words.

Will you marry me?

I turned and found Jasper standing right behind me.

"I know that we haven't really discussed our future plans but I've had enough time to think about it and I know for a fact that a future without you isn't even worth considering. I never thought that I would be able to love again, to feel again after Alice. And then you came along. You somehow managed to make my broken heart start to mend; you made my shattered soul attach itself to yours. I know that things haven't been the easiest and I can't promise they will be easy. But I know that the whole world could come crashing down on my and I would be able to survive it as long as you are by my side. You are the most extraordinary, beautiful, amazing, maddening, sassy woman I have ever met and I can't imagine anyone else I would want to spend eternity with." At this point, he kneeled and I felt myself smiling, tears falling slowly down my cheeks. "Will you, Isabella Marie Swan, do me the greatest honor by spending eternity with me as my wife?"

I nodded, unable to get a single word past my constricted throat. He smiled –grinned –and stood, gently wiping my falling tears from my cheek before lifting me up and spinning me around. I laughed and he joined me, his deep voice mixing with mine and bouncing off the mountains and trees around us. He set me down, entwining our fingers before leaning in slowly pressing his lips to mine. I released his hand, throwing my arms around his neck and brushing my lips forcefully over his. He smiled against them and then responded, hands coming down to circle waist and we kissed to the sound of the ocean and my racing heartbeat.

"Did he do it? Did he cry? Did you cry?" Emmett's teasing questions assaulted me almost as soon as the door was open. I rolled my eyes and walked in, Jasper following with my hand firmly encased in his. Carlisle, Esme and Rose were sitting on the couch, turned to face us while Emmett bombarded me with more ridiculous questions.

"Stop, you're ruining the moment," Rose reprimanded and Emmett moved to her side, still grinning. She was grinning also while Carlisle and Esme smiled at each other, hands clasped between them. "Show us the ring," Rose commanded and I moved forward, placing my left hand in front of her and trying to contain the giggles that threatened to escape. The ring was simple but elegant all the same. Silver swirls entwined around a band of tiny diamonds and I felt like it fit perfectly for Jasper and me. He had had it designed and made without any input from me and I felt like that was just another sign that we knew each other so well, that we were so comfortable with one another.

"Oh, I'm just so happy," Esme said, jumping up and hugging me. Carlisle followed behind her, more reserved but just as excited.

"You're going to be my sister," Emmett crowed, sweeping me into a bear hug and dancing me around the room.

"You're crushing me," I wheezed out. He smiled apologetically and set me down, patting my head while I mocked him in the arm, unable to hide my smile. Jasper came forward and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I would appreciate it if you wouldn't crush my fiancé," he said, smiling down at me while I grinned, fire racing through my veins. I stood on tiptoe and pulled his face to mine, kissing him sweetly. He brushed his thumb over the ring on my finger and I felt his grip tighten and the fire suddenly burned out of control, consuming my entire being in its delicious warmth.

"Is it too late to object?" I felt Jasper freeze beneath me and I turned slowly, the fire suddenly extinguished like someone had dumped a glacier on it.

"Edward."

GASP! Dundundun! Sorry to cliffie you. But I got a plan. Don't stress. Well, not too much.