First and foremost this is the original story before I started to rewrite it... and got stuck in the writing of the rewrite. If you are following the rewrite you will notice quite glaring differences between this and the one you have already started following. I do not intend on giving up with the rewritten version, however, I think you guys waiting for me to get over my blank slate of a muse isn't going to happen any time soon. So I am re-posting the original. This was my first completed story and it is very different from how my last stories flow.

Secondly, this is not beta'ed. NOT AT ALL. There will be mistakes in spelling (I'm Australian and some words we spell differently). The layout will honestly have you wondering what the hell I was thinking. I wasn't; well that's not true. What I was thinking was that I knew what I was doing and screw anyone else... yes I was a conceited little shit even at the age of 31.

Thirdly, there are 68 chapters to this story, including the epilogue and two outtakes. All of which have been uploaded to my profile I will try to upload as often as I can. Please understand that I have a busy life in the real world. This includes two children, one grown and the other with disabilities. So while I should be able to update wherever I am, if something happens please understand that I will miss updating.

Last but not lease. I am not SM. Not even close. I do not own the franchise, work in any capacity with the publishing houses or studios. I merely escaped from reality to play with some characters that I fell in love with while reading four books in a matter of days.

B POV

(*** WARNING! wARNING! THERE IS A LEMON IN THIS CHAPTER!)

"BELLA! Wake up would you?" Rose was hammering on Bella's door at god only knows what time.

Wasn't it bad enough that I had to take Emmett around all yesterday to get everything ready for their special night, but now she was waking me up when I wasn't even at home? Yes, I'm a cranky prick when I'm tired and last night was long. I had the night shift at the gym and I wasn't happy about not being able to sleep the day before. I swear it almost cost some guy his balls last night.

"Rose can you give me a break. I didn't get in until late, and I wasn't sure if your night was over when I finished work." I called through the door.

Wait, did I just out myself right then? Ah, fuck it it's been a long-ass night. I heard the soft laughter from the beautiful form lying right next to me, and I felt the soft kiss she placed on my cheek. Now if she had done that I wouldn't have been so pissy when I woke up.

"You've done it now. Go back to sleep I know what this is all about. It's a girl thing." Just as softly as she kissed me she spoke in my ear, and the rough tone she used went straight to my cock.

Fuck now I wouldn't be able to do anything about it cock-blocked before it even started. It's gonna be one of those days.

"Hold on Rose, I'm coming out. And leave Jasper alone it was your night and he just wanted to make it more for you by not rocking up at your place at whatever time it was that he finished." Did I mention that I loved that woman and that she's mine?

Yes, cavemen do exist, especially when it's your woman and your horny, and being woken up when you've only been in bed a short time.

Groaning as Bella put on some pants and a shirt I rolled over to get some more sleep; knowing full well that Bella won't be coming back to bed any time soon. It feels wrong to be in the bed without her, but eventually, I was able to go back to some form of sleep, but not before hearing Rose's comment about not being the only one that got lucky last night. I have two words for you Rose; wishful thinking. What I wouldn't do right now to get lucky as Rose so lovingly put it.

"Jasper, I need to get to the hospital now. My water just broke." A very agitated Bella called from the bathroom while I was still lying in bed.

That woman had gone through a lot to be with me and I wasn't going to make it for anything. Quickly grabbing her overnight bag and throwing some clothes on; we made our way to the car. Bella hadn't said anything after telling me that we needed to move. I knew enough that once the water broke the baby had to be born within 24 hours or it wouldn't be good for either mother or child. I wasn't gonna put either of them in danger just for a few more hours of sleep. I wasn't that much of an asshole.

Before I knew it the families were all there sitting or pacing in the waiting room while Bella and I were in the birthing suite. We had agreed that they would wait until Peanut had been born before anyone could see so we could get to know our child. I couldn't wait until Peanut was born, not only would it mean that he or she would be finally here, but it would also mean that Bella and I were going to be moving into our own place. Her contractions were fast and fucking painful she'd grabbed my balls at one time saying that this is what it felt like and next time I'd be the one on the bed. Hurt like hell.

A blur of movement and a few seconds of screaming before I knew something was wrong. I'm being whisked away while the nurses and doctors come in and rush Peanut to an emergency operation room.

"Would someone tell me what the fuck is going on around here? Where the hell are you taking our child?" I yelled at the top of my lungs, but no-one was answering.

"Babe you do remember that Peanut wasn't ours right. We were just some donors for some other people?" Bella's not worried; what the fuck.

We'd gone through all this shit for nothing. Since when did I agree to give up Peanut? And since when did she give up Peanut after all the fucking shit she went through to keep the baby. Fuck what the hell was going on.

"Jasper, it wasn't even yours to begin with."

I sat up so fast, dripping in sweat and trapped in the bedding. What the hell was wrong with me? Where the hell was Bella and Peanut? Reaching over and finding her side of the bed empty, fuck was it a dream or not. It was so fucking real. But seriously what the hell? I knew that Bella would never give up the baby, and I sure as hell wouldn't.

"Bella… Peanut?" I call out but no one answers.

Fuck I have to see her, see them. I need to know that shit isn't real I was dreaming and it wasn't some fucked up memory. Grabbing my dirty clothes and throwing them on not caring if they smell or what I raced out of the room and followed the sounds of laughter to the living room.

"It was amazing. Whatever you did to help I can't help but... Jas, you okay?" Rose's smile dropped when she saw me but my eyes were trained on one person who was sitting on the other side of the room.

She was there, and Peanut was still inside her. Not answering the looks or comments being thrown around the room, I made my way over to Bella and literally threw myself at her holding onto her and Peanut as if my life depended on it. Well, my life may not have done so, but my fucking sanity sure as hell did.

"Jas, you're shaking, what's wrong?" Bella's softly running her hands through my hair, I didn't even know I was doing that shit until she told me and then they became more noticeable.

I couldn't say anything; if I tried I knew that I'd break. It was something that I'd have to talk to her about without an audience.

"Jasper, whatever it is, you know you can tell me right?" Bella's calming voice was slowly bringing me back to reality but still, I needed to reassure myself that she and Peanut were here.

Slowly she stopped trying to talk to me but let my hold her, running her fingers through my hair. I felt like a fucking pansy, fuck. I was a major in the god damned military for Christ's sakes. I'd gone into fucking battlefields and never worried and here I was fucking holding onto the woman I love like she's my fucking life preserver.

I felt more than noticed that Bella was moving and I had to try and fight the urge to hold onto her tighter. I swear that if it wasn't for Peanut being inside of her I would have picked her up and ran with her. As it was I softly squeezed her to reassure myself again that she was there and I wasn't going to let her go.

"Jas, let's go to my room. Come on, I'm not going anywhere." It was all I needed to hear, she was staying with me.

Slowly I step back allowing her to stand; she held out her hand for me, I took it almost instantly. She led me back to the room; I hadn't even noticed that the house was so quiet, or that it had already started to darken outside. Seemingly she knew what I was thinking as if she could read my mind or something.

"They left to give us some privacy; it's been about 3 hours we've been sitting in there." What the hell, I mean seriously had it really been that long since I broke up the little girl talk that was going on?

Fuck this was some weird shit going on in my head. As we made our way back to the bed I still hadn't let go of her hand, and it seemed like she really didn't care. Watching her lay down and bring me to her I couldn't help but relish in the fact that she was willing to put up with whatever this shit was.

"Jas, you ready to tell me what's going on in there? I want to help you but I can't till you tell me what's wrong?" she's right of course.

I know I need to tell her but I don't want to chase her away thinking that I couldn't handle all that's coming our way.

"I don't know how to put it. I fucking freaked out when I woke up and you weren't there. It was like having my worst nightmare come true; almost like I had dreamed these last few weeks." Slowly I tell her, letting it all go, the dream, and the shit that goes through my head.

Everything and nothing all at the same time. And she lays there beside me; allowing me to get it all out so I can breathe. Not interrupting once. I can feel the tears flowing but I can't stop.

"Please don't leave Bella, I know I sound fucking useless, but I just don't know what's going on with me. I mean I've got the one woman in the world that I want and I'm lying here acting like a piece of shit." I cowered at her side, waiting for her to tell me to get the hell out and never come back. Fuck what have I done?

While I wait for her to tell me to leave I close my eyes memorizing this time with her; that she let me tell her everything and now she'll tell me to leave. But I don't expect her to straddle my waist like she's trying to make sure I don't leave. Nor do I expect to open my eyes and see her practically face inches away from my face wiping my tears with her small hands.

"Jasper, look at me. I know; god I know how freaked out you are right now. But listen to me. I'm not giving up Peanut, and I'm not giving you up either. So stop trying to get out from underneath me." She whispers before placing butterfly kisses across my jaw before stopping at my lips.

It wasn't forced, it wasn't painful it was everything. Her heart, her soul, and her promise were wrapped up in that kiss. The soft moan that passed through her lips accompanied by her tongue seeking entrance was beyond anything that I had even dreamed of with this woman. It was a kiss that I wanted to continue until the early hours of the morning, but she seemed to have other plans.

"You once asked me to let you show me how much you loved me. Now let me show you." She whispered in my ear then slowly, almost painfully slid down my body.

I wanted to make her stop, but I wanted her to continue. I was lost and at the same time, I was fine with that. I was that lost that I hadn't even noticed that she had us both naked. How the fuck she did that I will never know but fuck me did it make me want to take her.

She teasingly ran her fingers down my sides and then back up, grazing my nipples at each pass. My god this woman has me at her fingertips without even touching me anywhere near my cock. Just as the thought of her near me it feels like I'm about to explode, thinking of tennis and other boring shit is the only thing that is keeping my shit together.

She's not helping much either as she runs her tongue across my hips slowly, kissing and nipping as she goes. All I can do is hold on to the sheets as I fight the urge to thrust against her. But she lowers; it's like she knows what I want before I do. Her kisses go lower until she reaches the head and I scream within for her to kiss, lick, and suck; anything but she doesn't and I know that I'm all types of pouting when she looks up.

But she does the absolute fucking best thing; she slowly lowers herself on me, until I'm completely inside her. The moan that escapes both of us is beyond bliss. Ever so slowly she starts to move, not just rising and falling, but swaying her hips ever so slightly with each movement. Fuck! Where did she learn that and how the fuck is she able to bring me to the very edge of everything but still hold me off from releasing in her? I don't fucking know how but damn she should tell every fucking woman out there how and she'd make a fortune.

It's beyond bliss, beyond heaven. I think its nirvana, there's no other way to explain it, my own personal fucking nirvana. How can this get any fucking better, I don't know but I don't care. She's beyond perfection and she's mine. She's allowing me to do things for her, to her that I'll never want to do to another.

HOLY SHIT! I need to pay attention more, with one hand holding her chest, pinching her nipple and rolling the hardened peak between her thumb and forefinger; her other hand is slowly tracing its way down towards her center. I'm not sure if this is meant for me but I'll take it gladly. As she slowly brings her hand lower I watch as her head rolls back. I repeat; I'm not sure if these shows are for me or if it's for her, but I'll gladly take it.

Fuck; fuck; fuck! How is she doing this, I'd have fucking blown my load many times by now, but she's kept me from doing this. As she rubs her nub, with each thrust I can't help but want to take that spot, have that be my finger here bringing her pleasure. But at the same time, I want to watch her do this.

The muscles wrapped around me start to twitch, I know she's close. And my god I want to feel her tighten around me so bad that I start to anticipate each movement and match it with my own. She's moaning constantly and I know I'm matching her sound for fucking sound.

"Baby." She whimpers as she gets closer and closer.

Instinctually I grab hold of her hips and bring her down a little harder with each movement. A few more thrusts and I feel every muscle in her body tighten, clenching down not only on me but her legs, arms, everywhere tighten as if her body is on lockdown; bringing me with her. I continue to thrust as she and I complete that heavenly feeling, the joining of our bodies not forgotten or broken as she collapses on my chest. Her breathing still labored as she kisses my neck softly once, twice, three times more.

"Remember I'm not going anywhere without you. I love you Jasper and I always will." She softly coos in my ear before she climbs off me, as we both sigh as the connection of our bodies is finally broken.

"Come on, we both need a shower." She calls from the bathroom; it takes me less than the count of 5 before I join her, spent from making love to the woman that had not only captured my heart but very existence.

Watching her under the water I'm not going to lie to you, is absolutely breathtaking, I can't stop but watch. I give her a few minutes to herself before joining her, grabbing the body wash and scrub gently washing her body. It's not sexual but oh so intimate. Gently washing every inch of her, worshiping her every curve, mystified how I am the one who gets to be with this woman for the rest of the time she allows me to have with her.

After an hour in the bathroom, we silently make our way back to the bed, not bothering with clothes, only pulling up the bedding as she curls up into my side, her head resting in the crook of my neck. Slowly running my hand down her back tracing disconcerting patterns down her back and up again, I listen to her breathing slowly even out as she falls asleep. Joining her in peace and thinking I'm one lucky son of a bitch.