AN: I own nothing…. BIG thanks to my wonderful beta who's working hard in RL and still had time to get to this ;)

Chapter 10

Edward POV-

I notice Jasper drifting off to sleep, so I carefully cover him with the duvet and head towards the door.

"Goodnight Jasper, I'm so glad you're here" I say, before quietly exiting his room. Now that Jasper is sound asleep I make my way back down stairs to the living room intending to clean up the glass that is still on the floor. How could I have let all my excitement about Jasper's arrival push aside the importance of cleaning up broken glass?

Once I am sure the mess is cleaned up I flop down on the couch, and press play on the DVD player. Emily recently watched Phantom of the Opera so it is still in the player.

Emily and Sam will be waking up in a few hours and I want to let them know that Jasper has seen me. More importantly they need to know that he's hurt so that Emily can check his ankle out.

"Edward?" Emily's voice wakes me from my sleep. "What are you doing sleeping on the couch?"

I could see the sun shining through the windows and I wonder what time it is as Emily throws question after question at me.

"Edward, did you hear anything I just said?"

I let out a yawn before answering her.

"Yes Emily. I met Jasper last night, he didn't freak too badly. Um but he um fell when he was going up the stairs and hurt his ankle, and then when I went to help he freaked and kind of went over into a corner, the same corner that still had broken glass. And well um, later do you think you could check on his ankle? He couldn't walk on it last night; I had to carry him up the stairs." I take a much needed breath while Emily just stares at me, trying to make sense of everything I had just said.

"Yes, now why don't you go up to your own bed and get some sleep." She says, ushering out of the living room and up the stairs.

Emily POV-

I'm not sure what to expect now. Edward claims that Jasper was pretty accepting of him, but I really don't want him to get his hopes up only to end up crushed.

Jasper POV-

"Goodnight Jasper, I'm so glad you're here." I think I hear Edward whisper through my sleep induced haze but when I open my eyes all is see is blackness and I know I am alone in my room.

With the weight of the blanket that Edward must have placed over me, I drift back asleep with a smile on my face.

I can't see the man's face but I can tell that he is pretty tall and has dirty blonde hair. He is wearing a ratty pair of overalls and a black and yellow flannel shirt. His shoulders are hunched as he gets confronted by the middle aged woman.

Even with the aged lines adorning her face she is beautiful. Her hair is cut short and is black in color. But her eyes are what have me captivated, they are so haunting, so familiar…

'Aaron Whitlock, you choose to steal from me yet again?' A woman screams breaking the silence of the night. 'You think you can get away with your greedy ways? I shall teach you manners, yes that's exactly what I'll do. From now until one of your blood…'

A knock on my door awakens me from the strange dream.

"Jasper, its Emily I was wondering if I could check your foot. Edward told me that you hurt it last night."

She's quiet for about a second before knocking again. "Jasper may I come in?"

"Um… yeah Emily you can come in." I say trying to rub the sleep from my eyes.

"How are you doing Jasper?" She kindly asks as she turns on my light and motions for me to show her my ankle.

"I'm um, fine I think" I say as she examines the now black and blue ankle.

"I think it's just bruised." She says rubbing some stuff on it. Whatever it is, it feels really cold and tingly.

"How did meeting Edward go?" The question is so quiet that at first I don't respond. I take a moment to think about it before answering as memories from the night before flood my mind.

"Edward was very nice." My words bring a smile to Emily's face.

"He said I could leave if I wanted to?" The moment I say them I wish to take them back, the beautiful smile that Emily had moments ago has disappeared.

"Yes, you could leave if you chose to." Her voice is strained as she talks.

"Could I stay?" It comes out as a whisper, but I can tell Emily hears me by the smile that forms on her face.

"Yes, Jasper you may stay as long as you'd like." She softly replies.

I spend the day on the couch watching movies, Emily had told me to stay off my feet and let my ankle heal. I end up watching three movies, but I find it hard to concentrate on the story line. My eyes constantly shift over to the stairway, hoping Edward will come out.

Still no sign of him by 9:00 pm, I'm worried about him.

"Emily, where is Edward?" I ask, as she heads off to her and Sam's room.

"I don't know. Try checking his room; it is the first one up the stairs. Goodnight Jasper." She says leaving me alone.

By 10:00 I'm bored out of my mind and want some form of human contact. For whatever reason Edward has yet to make an appearance, so, I slowly hobble my way up the stairs towards his room.

"Edward?" I call out as I knock on his door, my ankle throbbing from my climb. "Edward?" I call again.

"I thought you'd be gone." He says when the door finally opens. I pause before answering; did he actually want me to leave?

"I um… I would like to stay." I say, unable to look him in the eye as I wait for the rejection that I know would come from him.

"How could you want to stay, you're hurt. It's my fault; you shouldn't be around me Jasper. I'm not good for you." There's a small frown on his face as he tries to convince me to leave.

"I'm not hurt because of you." I say, reaching one hand out to touch his arm that was blocking my way from entering the room. I couldn't stop my gasp as I realized how soft the fur was. "Please Edward, I want to say, to be friends. You don't know this but I don't have any friends. It would be nice to have one." Something in his eyes reminded me of someone I've met, though I quickly brush it off.

"You can stay as long as you want, however if you ever want to leave just tell me, and I'll make the arrangements." Suddenly his demeanor changes and he looks at my ankle. "You shouldn't be on that." He says, worry in his eyes.

"Yeah I know. But you weren't coming out." I say, hoping I don't sound too stupid. I just wanted to get to know him, was that such a bad thing?

"Well, why don't we sit and talk some, I have to go grab your present I had Sam pick up." I hadn't noticed the small sitting area on the second floor till Edward pointed it out. Slowly I made my way over there, wondering what kind of gift Edward could have gotten for me.

"Um, here." He says, handing me to bag and taking a seat in the chair besides mine.

I can't help but laugh as I see what he has given me.

"Really?" I say laughing. "This is…" I can't even finish my sentence I'm laughing so much. "A snuggie really?"

I think I see a hint of a blush on his cheeks before he speaks.

"Well I just thought that um, well when your wings grow your shirts rip, maybe you could wear this, you know stay warm; though still leave your wings free?" I stare at him, his logic makes sense to me and it is the first gift I've ever received.

"Thank you." I say after I take the plastic wrapping off and notice how soft it is. "So I was wondering if we could get to know each other or something, maybe ask questions."

"You mean like playing 20 questions?" He says an amused smile on his face.

"Um, yeah." I say.

"Ok, shoot!" he says, waiting for me to go first.

"What's your favorite color?" I ask, and the game begins.

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