Chapter 3

*Jasper pov*

He was sitting in the living room across from the fireplace when the tiny pixie joined him. She was much more relaxed after her first hunt with the family. Edward was impressed by her fighting skills which must come in handy when your wrestling bears and mountain lions. She seemed to be the missing link in the family after Rosalie saved Emmett.

She was checking out the weather forecast, weeks before it would be reported by humans. He'd never get used to her strange gifts but that's what made her different from everyone else.

He sets his book down, asked her "So what's the weather going to be like?." she blinks her long lashes at him, "Gray skies and rain, light chance of snow by Friday afternoon."

He chuckles "typical winter weather in forks. You could make a living off of you're forecasts."

She nudged him, grins widely. She behaved like a child. A very cute one to say the least. It took him a while to get used to her bubbly personality. She was an easy gal to love.

She leans over his shoulder, covers his eyes and giggles "guess who!."

He played along with her games. He had to come up with new ones before she figured out the rules. She was not an easy lady to surprise.

"I don't know."

"take a guess."

He knew that she would win in one move. He enjoyed seeing her so happy. He wanted to make this game a little more challenging. She was always one step ahead of him.

"Rosalie?."

She frowned at his lack of enthusiasm towards her little guessing game. He was terrible at it. She had fun.

"No. Guess again."

"Angelina Jolie?."

"Would you like to me to give you a clue?."

*Alice pov*

Jasper is terrible at guessing games. He was playing along for my sake. She already knew exactly what he was doing. It was a boring way to end the game. He was trying his best.

The honey blonde boy sat very still, unsure if she was going to give him a clue or if this was going to be one of her traps. He waited very patiently for her to speak.

She could hear Edward's laughing from all the way upstairs. She forgot about his ability to read minds. Not that it bothered her. She loved the cullens as if they were her own family.

Edward exchanged thoughts with me through my visions. That Was our form of translation.

'Jasper is terrible at guessing games.'

'you're just not making him work hard enough. Lighten up on the rules so he'll win.'

'My games are so easy, a one year old could play.'

'Good luck with that.'

She was getting a little annoyed with Jasper. She wanted him to play a fun relaxing game. He's turning into a party popper with poor sportsmanship.

*Jasper pov*

He was enjoying his losing streak. He wanted to hear her musical laughter. He felt guilty about turning her. She could have died like every other human being. Rosalie reminds him of his heroic act as if it was a massive sin.

He couldn't let he die a horrible death. She deserved to live. He never knew what love was until he found her. She took away his pain and regret, turned his frown upside down.

He liked seeing her interact with everyone in the family. She has them wrapped around her fingers, especially Edward. Those two are thick as thieves. He's never seen his older brother take a shine to anyone.

'Just answer her question before she starts pouting.'

'she's so cute when her lips pucker at me.'

'I don't need visual details brother.'

'Sorry.'

'its okay. Hearing her loud thoughts is suffering enough.'

'I'll tell her to tone things down.'

Edward just laughed even harder at my snide comment. She doesn't take commands or remarks very well. She rarely follows the rules because she always knows the outcome of her punishments.

He sits in silence for a few more minutes, tells her "It's you, little darling."

"You win!."

She showered his soft lip with sweet kisses.