Disclaimer: I do not own twilight.

Here is the second chapter to my newest story. Enjoy in Jasper's pov.

(Jasper's POV)

I was on my way home when I got stuck in bad traffic. Apparently there had been an accident and the driver was seriously hurt. I had been doing good with the bloodlust these last couple of years. Somebody could bleed and I wouldn't react like I did at Bella's eightenth birthday party.

That day changed everything. Two days after the incident, Edward made everyone pack up and leave. Well, two weeks after that Alice and I drifted further apart. She had been very distant. She had a vision one night and wouldn't tell me what she saw.

As much as it pains me to say this, I didn't care. I slowly fell out of love with Alice; as she did me. So we separated. Everyone was shocked, Edward was still a shell, and Esme was depressed, still, about Bella. Emmett didn't crack jokes anymore; and even Rose stayed silent.

After about a month, I found out Alice had been seeing Edward behind my back. For a good two years, I didn't talk to either one of them. I couldn't take feeling their emotions and seeing them cuddle so I moved out. Not too far—that would have killed Esme—but a few streets down. Within a human walking distance.

All through those two years, I felt as if my life was missing something major. A whole part of me. I knew it wasn't Alice because I felt this emptiness when I was with her. I had, at that time, put it on the back burner.

Well we eventually mended our differences. I didn't blame Edward nor Alice. They had found love...in each other. For the past three years now. I was headed home from work. I interned at the hospital with Carlisle. That's how the blood isn't so bad now.

All of a sudden, my pager went off. 911. From the hospital. I turned around quickly and sped down town towards the hospital. I pulled up to the emergency doors. An ambulance was just pulling up and Carlisle ran out of the hospital with a half of the staff.

"What do we got?" I asked him as the ambulance prepared to take the people out of the back to be rushed into the hospital.

"A girl about 23 pregnant with her twins in the back collided with a truck. Apparently she was on her way to the hospital with several stab wounds when she blacked out. She also has old and new bruises covering her body. She appears to have been raped. We trying to stop the bleeding. The kids seem fine but one has a concussion. The other may or may not have internal injuries. The car had to be pryed apart to get the bodies out. The truck driver didn't make it. He died on spot. He was also drunk before this happened. Alcohol was all you could smell coming from him. The young lady is still breathing, but is unconscious." the paramedic rushed.

It was then that the gurney was rolling in front of my father and I.

"Bella," we gasped in unison. I stopped breathing because there was so much blood. You almost couldn't tell it was her. It looked as if she had been beaten multiple times before. And she was so skinny, one could assume she hasn't been eating.

"You know her?" the med asked. We just nodded.

I felt anger rise from me. It was coming in rays from my body. I wanted to kill whoever did this to her. I felt some strange pull to her. Carlisle looked at me.

"You need to calm down. Call Esme. Ask her to come down and bring Bella some clothes." I didn't object because I know I was way past angry. I'm sure everyone could feel it. I ran to my car and grabbed my cell phone. I dialed Esme's number.

"Hello?" she asked.

"Esme, it's me, Jasper," I rushed.

"What's wrong dear?"she asked.

"Its Bella. She's been stabbed multiple times and got into a car crash. She's unconscious. And it seems she was raped. She has twins and is pregnant. The kids were in the crash too. One seems to have a concussion. The other seems fine. Bella needs clothes. Carlisle told me to ask you to come down here and bring clothes with you." I said in one breathe.

"Oh my god. Umm... of course. I'll be right down there." She said. The shock was apparent in her voice. Then the phone went silent.

I got out of the car and walked towards the hospital doors. Bella was already in surgery. I scrubbed in and helped as much as I could to clean her up. Then I did a rape test. She had indeed been raped. I growled quietly. She had tearing in her areas. I was right to assume she hadn't eaten in a while. Her iron and sugar was extremely low.

Carlisle stopped the bleeding and mended her back up. He stitched her up and wrapped her ribs in a tight gauze. One was cracked and two others were bruised. Her babies were destroyed from the knife and crash. She was pregnant with twins. We rolled her to a room when we were done. Carlisle went to search for Esme.

I pulled up a chair beside her. I noticed a wedding band on her finger. Where was her husband? Why didn't he notice her not eating? Did he beat her? Is that how she got all of the bruises? I held her hand. I was very worried and that scared me. I was feeling complete sitting here. And that scared me.

"Oh Bella," I jumped a little. I was in m,y own little world so I didn't notice Esme come in. She was very worried. The worry came off of her in waves. After all these years, she still thought of Bella as a daughter.

Esme went to Bella's other side. After about an hour of sitting, Bella started to wake. She opened her eyes, but they quickly closed.

(Bella's POV)

Pain. All I felt was pain. I was swimming in darkness. I fought against it. It seemed hours before I reached the top. When I opened my eyes, I was blinded by bright light. I quickly shut my eyes. Slowly, I opened my eyes. They were adjusting to the bright light. Finally they adjusted and I could see. I nearly had a heart-attack at what I saw.

Jasper and Esme. I blinked furiously. I was imagining things. The Cullens had left like five years ago. When I was done blinking they were still here.

"Bella," I heard Jasper say at the same time I heard Esme say "Thank god!"

"W-w-what are you doing here? Wait where exactly am I?" I was confused. Then the events came rushing back to me. Logan. The knife. The crash... "MY BABIES. Where is Val and Ness? Are they okay? What happened? How long have I been here?--" My rant was cut off by pain from my torso. I hissed at the pain. At that time, I forgot all about the pain because my babies ran in. I felt a wide smile on my face as I heard them shout, "mommy, mommy, mommy!"

They gave me space, knowing somehow, I was hurting.

"Are you girls okay?" I asked checking all over them. I was in full mommy-mode now. My girls come first. Always.