A/N: As promised here's the next chapter, I know its a little late, but school's been kicking my ass...
NotSoSlightlyCrazy (I hope it's ok I pointed you out...) Pointed out that it would fit the timeline better if Edward Mason Sr, Edward's father, was the one who tried to rape Bella. But, like I told her/him (I don't judge) it wouldn't be fair for Bella to hate Edward because of what his father did, and her hatred for Edward makes the story a lot more interesting.
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything, they still belong to their proper owners, so still don't sue me.
(recap) in BPOV
All of the Cullens had their jaws hanging open, either at my story or the blunt way in which I recalled all of it, including the human memories that should have faded, but I was focused on Jasper, I just cared what he thought.
"Are you... Have... How... Isabella?" was all he managed to stutter out. He remembered! All I could do was nod, and before I knew it I was wrapped in the strong arms I have always felt safe in.
(BPOV)
Edward chose that moment to run back into the clearing, and said possibly the stupidest thing any vampire, human, or werewolf had ever said.
"Get your hands off of my mate!"
After a few seconds he tensed, it seems what Edward said finally registered in his vampire brain, and he spun so fast, to face Edward, I could swear he would have gotten vampire whiplash.
"YOUR MATE?" He roared, he was every bit the major I had heard so much about from those vampires named Peter and Charlotte I had ran into about 70 years ago, I still can't believe he's my husband. Edward cowered in fear, from my far too gone husband. It was clear Edward knew what Jasper was capable of, and his fear brought a sense of twisted joy to me, now he knows what I felt that day.
Not only that but his whole family seemed disgusted with him at what he had done, but none of them gave a look as nasty as Rosalie. Her once gorgeous but cold and stony face was turned up into the nastiest glare I had ever seen, it was as if she was trying to burn holes into Edward with her eyes. She must have been stuck in that expression ever since I finished my story about what Edward did to me. When she saw me looking at her, he face melted into a soft and almost motherly smile, as if she knew what it felt like to be harassed like that. They seemed even more disgusted that he had the face to come back and tell my husband, to get his hands off of me because I'm his mate.
His mate. I was sure I was scoffing on the outside and in. How dare he call himself my mate, when I had absolutely no contact with him other than the day he tried to rape me.
Jasper was ready to rip Edward's throat out.
"ANSWER ME." He roared once again, in a tone so commanding and cold, I almost feel bad for the people in which it is directed at. Almost bad because I knew as a fact Jasper never did things without a reason, so if he was this pissed at someone they probably deserved it.
"yes?" It came out as a question, and Edward was now whimpering. He really is a pussy, not man enough to at least try to keep his voice together. Now I realize it would be hard not to piss yourself, figuratively speaking, when your face to face with the God of War when he was like this, but I would like to think a real man would try to keep his composer, even if he does end up failing miserably.
With that answer Jasper lounged at Edward, quiet, deadly, and with a completely calm face, he held Edward 3 feet of the ground and spoke to his voice that was calm but deadly.
"Listen to me Cullen. You better be glad there are ladies present, and I was raised as a gentleman. I have done things not even your imagination can conquer up, and I want to do a lot of those things to you for what you did to my wife, but just because there are ladies present, doesn't mean I can't finish this later. Especially now that you are claiming the woman you almost raped, and my wife is your mate."
I knew I had to stop him when he does try to finish this later, even though I would love for Edward to be gone once and for all. Jasper's obviously changed from the man he once was in the Vampire wars, and though he won't feel guilty for ending Edward, he will feel guilty when Esme and Carlisle are slightly upset. It was obvious they are very much upset with Edward over what he did, and he may not be their favorite person, but he is still their son, and Carlisle's first companion.
Jasper then ripped Edward's arm off, and let him fall to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Edward had venom tears in his eyes, as Jasper looked at him with disgust.
"Get him out of here before I change my mind." The family promptly dragged Edward to what I assume is the direction of the Cullen house.
I walked to stand in front of my still seething husband, I didn't know how to calm him now that he is a vampire and some sort of God of War, so I just did what I had done as a human. I hugged him, and I didn't let go until I felt his warm embrace again. When at looked up at his, now back to gold, eyes, I saw his confusion that I calmed him so easily, but the love and relief could not be mistaken. I just smiled at him and turned to Ryan, asking with my eyes for an explanation.
"Sorry, the bastard's fast, and I seriously had no idea he was going to say that." He looked sorry and horrified, so I just sighed.
"Don't worry about it right now, we have more important things to discuss. Did you find that vampire?" He looked at me with the biggest smile I have ever seen on his face.
"Yes, and she's my mate." Wait did he just say mate?
"Your mate. As in the person your supposed to spend your forever with?" I was in shock and I can feel the now completely calm Jasper smirking into the back of my head.
"Yes, and she's perfect." He had such a dreamy expression on his face, I just had to laugh. I had never seen my best friend so love struck, and I would hate to see what she'll do to him when they actually get together.
"Will I be meeting her anytime soon?" I smirked at his startled face. Oh he's going to get it now. I finally get my revenge for all those times he called me a love sick little girl when I fall into one of my daydreams.
"Yeah, the day after tomorrow. I'll give you two some time alone." He gave us a smile and promptly left.
I turned so I was facing the love of my existence.
"Hello again, darlin'. It's been a while."
"Yeah, 146 years." With that I melted into the comforting embrace of my long lost, now found, husband.
A/N: I know that sounded like the end of the story, and it might be. I don't know yet. I might continue it, but I'll probably end up focusing on Emmett's Bella more. If you have any ideas on how you want it to continue, or a epilogue, or even any ideas for a sequel I'm open to suggestions. You can review, or PM me. If I do end up using your idea, I'll make sure to give you credit.
If this is the end, then thank you for reading the whole story. In my opinion it's not the best out there, but I tried my best. Hopefully my writing will improve. Also thank you guys for putting up with the freakishly slow updates, and my freakishly long author's notes. Thanks for the reviews, I never thought one of my stories would get over a hundred reviews.
Special thanks to the hundredth reviewer, you completely made my week.