A/N: Sorry about the wait, I've been really busy since it's holidays here. Feel free to message me and tell me to hurry it all up P

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So what do you do, when the most perfect man in the world speaks in such a rhyme? You have no idea what he just said. He could have been asking you if your face was always so ugly, or whether you could lose more weight. I mean, what are you to do? Just sit there like a fool? Kiss his lips and wish he loved you too? I struggled for words, trying to wrap my head around on what to say, how to act and what to think.

'Jasper, What di..." I stammered. But he was gone.

He moved as fast as lightning, to a protective stance in front of me. Jasper's attack was different – more efficient, than I've ever seen. He moved more like a panther or a leopard, only so much more deadly. His days in the civil war still mark him as his equal; they show in every aspect of his soul.

I listened carefully with my infuriating human ears and heard heavy footsteps on the stairs, I was terrified. What if it was Edward? Or Alice? I wasn't ready to speak to them just yet. I didn't know what I would say. That I didn't care? That's true. But I was still mad of them of course. But my fears were purposeless.

Because as the door opened, it wasn't Edward. It wasn't Alice.

It was Emmett, and Rosalie.

"EMMETT, ROSALIE!" I screeched, jumping out of the bed and running to them. Of course with my clumsiness I spilt the tray and its contents, but no one seemed to even mind.

Emmett scooped me up into his bear-like arms and into a crushing hug. I could feel Rosalies hand on my hair, almost patting me affectionately. This could take some getting used to, but I was happy with it anyway. I smiled at her, and received a beautiful smile in return.

"You should have known we would miss you squirt." Emmett laughed, thoroughly enjoying my outburst of affection.

"Of course I would miss my own brother, Em." I smiled at him playfully. He knocked me on the shoulder grinning. Anything pleases Emmett.

Rosalie started smiling at Jasper. I never knew how close their relationship was, she must have really felt like he was her brother. My insides felt embarrassingly goo-ey at this thought. Gosh, happy moments just ruined me. I sighed.

Emmett lead all of us downstairs, me tossed over his shoulder like a Shrek moment. We sat in an elegant room, which was so much of Esme's taste that I felt myself missing her so much it was overwhelming. I felt Jaspers hand touch mine and I knew that he felt it and understood. Just that touch alone pushed back all of those sad emotions, but he added that tang of his own gift with it, Making me feel calm and collected. I sighed in contentment.

"Thankyou Jazz" I whispered. The answering smile he gave me dazzled me until my cells felt like they were going to fry.

"You've never called me Jazz before." He answered. He was just so perfect it made me want to do victory dances around the room, but unfortunately I was only just seated on the white masterpieces of a lounge. It was a bit hard to dance around a room that cost more than your life and entire savings. The theme seemed to be mahogany wood, with white. It looked so antique and priceless.

I stared into his eyes and let him see just what I was feeling for him. His grin seemed to double if that was possible.
Emmett interrupted with a large cough, Rosalie seemed to sit there looking annoyed as usual, but this time with an edge, like this made her happier than she let on.

I blushed a fiery red. They all enjoyed this and started laughing.
Stupid vampires.

It was then, that the atmosphere changed.

The happiness of reunion, the new love, the brother and sister glee,
All stopped.

All by one noise.

The noise of the fastest runner of the Olympic Coven.

The sound of Edward Cullen running up the front lawn.

A furious Edward Cullen.

A/N: Mwuahaha. I'm just that cruel. I will try and get the next chapter up as soon as possible. I have a really good idea for the next few chapters. Review and tell me what you think ;)