A/N: A bit of something different- Jasper's POV! Yay!

JPOV

"Okay. This is it," she said, excitement emanating from her. "I've spent so many days here that I know every leaf, every pebble, every blade of grass."

"So you could call this your home?" I asked, looking around.

"That's a bit of a stretch, but, yes. This is where I feel like I most belong," she sighed, and fell back into the soft, green grass.

I laid down next to her, reveling in the quiet beauty I was surrounded with. The meadow we were in had a lake that danced with the moonlight falling upon it. A weeping willow's branched blew lazily over us, the stars peeping out from behind the leaves.

But these things were no match for the beauty of the young woman next to me. She had her eyes closed, and although they were a deep red, you could see that a terrified girl with desires of peace and contentment longed to break free. Sophie-Anne (or whatever her real name was) may have been deadly on the outside, but she was still the fifteen-year-old who laughed, and joked, and had friends and parents who loved her. It was tragic that that was taken away from her, and my dead heart wept for her.

"Jasper," she murmured, her eyes turning to me, "What are you thinking about?"

"How familiar you look, darlin'. I feel like I've met you before."

Her brow furrowed. "Did we meet when I was human, and just don't remember?"

"No, because I would."

"Hmm…" She went back to star-gazing, and I felt her relax next to me.

Her face I had seen before; if I had met her when she was human, I would have been able to tell who she was. But her transformation into a vampire perfected her features, leaving no room for faults. Her personality, her outlook on life- I had met someone just like that. And then her story- where she grew up, more precisely. I had been there, existed there, loved there, and had left there. And why the hell was there a red-headed vampire in--

And that's when it clicked. I sat bolt upright, and Sophie-Anne looked at me, startled.

"What is it? What's wrong?" she said, slightly panicked.

"I know you," I stated, shock written all over my face.

"But you just said you hadn't."

"I haven't met you until today. But I have met someone close to you."

"Who? Tell me!" she begged.

"Your mother was Isabella Marie Swan, was she not?" I asked.

She gasped. "How-"

"Your father was Jacob Black, right? I'm only guessing that it was him because of where you grew up."

She nodded her head.

"I also know the vampire who attacked you. Her name was Victoria, and had always wanted revenge on Bella for being the cause of her mate's death. Victoria thought you were your mother due to your resemblance, and was going to kill you."

"But then when she realized she had the wrong person, but the right family, she thought the best way to hurt my mom was to take me away from her forever," Bella's daughter said.

I agreed.

Then Sophie-Anne's face fell, and she asked slowly, "Jasper, how do you know my mother?"

"Because I attacked her," I said bluntly.

She had me pinned against the tree in half a second. Anger poured from her.

"You're the reason why she was so miserable?! You're the reason why her true love left? My mom cried constantly, and there was nothing Dad or I could do! It was like we weren't enough for her, you know?"

The tree creaked under me. If she didn't let me go, the tree would snap in half.

"Calm down," I said, and sent some soothing waves towards her. Her grip on me loosened, and I was able to break free.

"Listen, Sophie-Anne, I am sorry about the part I played in hurting your mother. She was a good person, and did nothing to get her heart broken. But it was not my choice to leave her alone, without saying good-bye. That was Edward's decision, and what Edward wanted, Edward got. If only he knew what he had done, maybe he would have gone back," I sighed, shaking my head. "But I am begging you, do not leave me. I want to help you. And I- I enjoy your company."

"What? So you're in love with me?" she asked, taken aback.

"No, I didn't say that. I care about you, which is why I want to make your existence more bearable. Either that, or I could kill you. But that's entirely up to you," I added quickly.

She sighed, and ran her fingers through her brown hair. "I don't know…" She was about to run.

I grabbed her arm. "Please. Give me a chance."

A/N: How many saw that coming? Was it predictable? What will Sophie-Anne decide? REVIEWS ARE LIKE SPARKLY VAMPIRES!