A/N: This chapter was written by the talented Glowmay. She has kindly consented to write this chapter, since I've done something irresponsible and will not be able to update for a while. Thank you, Glowmay!

"Absolutely not." Jasper glared at me angrily.

"Why?"

"I have spent years installing fear in that man," he hissed, "You can't ruin everything now."

"And how, may I ask, would I be ruining anything?"

"He'd think that the Cullens have gone soft," he argued. "It's not safe."

"I think my cold handshake and vampiric beautiful looks will be enough to keep him loyal and silent." I rolled my eyes at Jasper.

"My skills still influence emotions better," he pointed out.

Edward, who had been listening to our conversation with Renesmee on the sofa, interrupted, "You know, Bella, I think Jazz's right."

"Edward!" My voice was filled with pain. I felt betrayed. "You're supposed to be on my side."

"I'm sorry, love," he explained, "I'm on the side that keeps you safe."

"Since when have humans been a threat to our existence?"

"Actually," Alice chimed in. She was flicking through channels on the oversized plasma screen far too fast to be actually paying attention. "They have always been a threat to us. Have you not yet realised that we have been the stuff of nightmares for centuries?"

"So they're scared of us, not the other way round."

"Perhaps," Alice stated matter-of-factly, "but human minds have somehow changed over the last few decades. Now, they believe that anything different to themselves must be dissected and examined thoroughly before caged up for public display."

I laughed humourlessly. "Alice, we're vampires. We could kill a roomful of humans in less time than it takes for one of them to scream. Plus, we can put ourselves back together."

"That may be so, but we'd soon have the Volturi chasing after us again."

Everybody in the room froze at the mention of the vampire royal family. A low growl escaped Edward's chest.

I sensed Jasper easing up the tension. "If it pleases you, Bella," he finally gave in, "I shall introduce you to Jenks."

"No need," I said casually, "we've already met."

"Formally. Just to install some fear." He added as if he hadn't heard me.

"I think you're missing the point. I only want to take over liaisons so you don't give the man a heart attack."

"Take it or leave it." Then added after half a moment of thought, "and you mustn't give him any more photographs, either."

I considered it for a fraction of a second. "Fine. He already feels more comfortable in my company anyway."