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Jasper POV

My parents stood in front of me, my sister and Bella stood behind me and I stood in front of the house I'd grown up in. "So son what brings you home?" My father looked at me with that steadfast gaze that had pinned me down since I was a small boy.

"Carlisle." My mother hissed. I watched them and I knew she was worried his questioning would be taken the wrong way, that it would send me running. At one point that would have been true I would have ran far away. I had ran far away when the questions had gotten too much. Now though I'd grown up or at least I'd like to think I'd grown up. I was only a couple years from thirty. My flying off the handle days were behind me.

"You know what I'm going to get going." I heard Bella's voice behind me and I almost turned and told her she could stay but another part of me didn't know how this conversation would go and I didn't want her to be stuck in an uncomfortable position.

"Bella dear it was so good to see you." My mother skirted around me and hugged her.

"You too Mrs. Cullen." She said then addressed me. "Thank you for the help earlier."

"Of course." I nodded. Still not completely sure what to think of this woman. She was too young for me. Twenty to my twenty eight. She was my sisters' friend. Her daddy was Sheriff. It all added up to disaster.

"I'll walk you to your car." Rose said but she turned back towards me. "I'm coming back though don't think I'm not.

"I wouldn't have it any other way Rosie Posie." I laughed. She stuck her tongue out at me I watched her walk Bella to her car and talk to her but they were to far away for me to hear anything. She walked back towards us as soon as Bella was in her car and headed down the driveway.

"Okay I'm back let's all head into the house and then you can tell us what this mystery appearance is all about."

"Well someone is bossy."

"Yeah like that's a surprise to you." She rolled her eyes.

"You're right what was I thinking."

"I don't know Big brother I just don't know." She teased walking past me and up the steps me and our parents following.

"Lets all go into the living room I'll bring some lemonade." Mom said.

"Mom a cold glass of Lemonade still fixes everything I see." I teased.

"Hey young man you're not too old for me to swat." She smirked.

I threw my head back and laughed as she walked into the kitchen and the rest of us settled down into the living room. She came back with cold glasses passing them out before taking a seat herself.

"So." My dad looked at me.

"So, I'm here because I want to be here, because I think I've been gone too long. I want to help with the ranch. I want to be around family. I want to stop my traveling ways."

I could almost feel my mother vibrating beside me. "And what is to say you're not going to decide to throw a fit about something and go flying out of here to not show up for ten years again?" He questioned me and I could feel my fist balling up at my sides. I had to unclench then I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of thinking he was right.

"I'm not the hot headed eighteen year old that left here ten years ago. People change you know. Yes I made mistakes as a kid. More than I ever should have but that doesn't mean I couldn't change, that doesn't mean that I don't miss my family. Or that I don't want to help here. I seem to remember that you had a wild streak as a kid too and got yourself thrown in jail for several things if Grammy's stories are true." My eyes were blazing as I looked at my father. We'd always had a contentious relationship that was one of the reasons that I'd been so head strong growing up. Carlisle had always favored Rosalie, she was a daddy's girl. I didn't feel any ill will towards my sister. I loved my sister. For that matter I loved my father, I just think we were both way to similar me and him.

We watched each other. I knew both Rose and my mother were holding their breaths. Me and Carlisle had had some spectacular blow outs over the years and I'm sure they were just waiting for us to go at it in the middle of the living room.

"Okay." It was all he said I almost felt my jaw drop, from the way he'd started to come at me I'd expected more. I didn't dare say anything else though I wasn't going to rock the boat.

"Sweetie I'm going to go and set up your room for you." My mom all but squealed.

"We start work at five A.M." my dad said walking out of the house. Rose turned to me as we heard the door slam.

"Just like old times." She shook her head. "I was sure you were going to take a swing at him."

"Rose." I growled.

"Yes, yes I know you're all grown up." She rolled her eyes. "Now I have to go. I have a date with Emmett and I still have to go home and get ready."

"You mean that man still hasn't put a ring on it. "You two have been together since high school you think you'd have a few shiny rings and three kids by now." I teased. Emmett McCarthy had been Rose's boyfriend for years I liked him for as much as I knew him.

"Jasper." Rose hissed. "You know Emmett is saving up to build us a house and he hopes to be the head football coach at the High school in a year or two when Coach Levi retries. I'm fine where I am right now. I'm only twenty five." She huffed.

"Sliding towards thirty." I laughed.

"Meanie."

"That's all you could come up with? Seriously?"

"Why did I ever want you home." She glared.

"You love me and you know it." I grabbed her up in a hug before putting her down and kissing her cheek. Now go and get ready for your date. Tell Emmett I said hi."

"Will do." She smiled before walking out the door. I went up the familiar stairs and into my room where my mother had just fitted the bed with fresh sheets.

"Thanks Ma."

"Oh you're welcome sweetie well I'm going to start on dinner." She leaned up and kissed my cheek. "It's good to have you home."

"And it's good to be home." I assured her. As soon as she left I sat down on my childhood bed and thought of all the changes that had hit me and all the changes that were yet to hit me. I thought of tomorrow morning with my father and I thought of my sister and my mother and I thought of this town. And then a pair of brown eyes flashed in front of my mind. I thought of Bella Swan.

A/N thanks to everyone who reviewed. Loved them all. Please review it 's great motivation. Sorry this is Jasper's POV again. I tried to write Bella's and she wouldn't work with me. And Jasper wanted to speak again so I let him. Hopefully Bella will be more generous next time. ;)