A/N Return everyone's favorite vegetarians. Bella confronts Jasper and Rosalie about leaving, and then find out about her little secret. Enjoy! This chapter's song is Home by Daughtry.

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Daughtry- Home

I'm staring out into the night, trying to hide the pain
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain

Well, I'm going home, back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from, no, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home, well I'm going home

The miles are getting longer, it seems, the closer I get to you
I've not always been the best man or friend for you
But your love it makes true and I don't know why
You always seem to give me another try

So I'm going home, back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from, no, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old

Be careful what you wish for 'cause you just might get it all
You just might get it all and then some you don't want
Be careful what you wish for 'cause you just might get it all
You just might get it all, yeah

Oh, well I'm going home, back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from, no, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
I said these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home, I'm going home

Blondie Don't Mess With Momma Bear

Chapter One

Jasper's Point of View

My Razor sang Kelly Pickler's "Red High Heels" signaling Alice. I flipped my phone open to read, Don't run, we will be home in less then twenty-four hours. I brushed off the text and tried to make sense of the odd smell that had been plaguing me since we arrived. It smelled like Bella after an extended cuddling session with Edward.

"What did she say?" Rosalie asked me.

"Don't run. I'm not sure what it means, but I'm sure we will find out soon." I replied.

We returned to looking at Christmas memorabilia six months early. "I don't know why she wants us to get this stuff now," I told rose, "Christmas is still so far away."

"It's probably because she wants to get it done early. I think she wants to make sure she has everything before winter hits."

"You're right." I turned around and was assaulted by the strongest three emotions I had felt in a long time. Rage immediately made me ball my hands into fists. Relief made the venom that had pooled in my mouth dissipate just as quick, and love made me feel like I hadn't seen Rose in almost five years.

"You." I hadn't looked at the source of the voice yet, it was funny it sounded exactly like…..

"Bella?" Rose asked.

"Oh, so lovely of you to remember." Bella said with acid on her tongue. I was seriously considering running, then I remembered Alice's text and stayed put. I could deal with her anger if it would make her feel better in the long run.

"Bella, I'm so sorry." I told her looking at my leather dress shoes.

"For what Jasper? Trying to bite me! That was forgiven the moment it happened!" I could feel her forgiveness followed by her ever present rage. "You're not the one who needs to be apologizing."

I was about to speak when a small child walked up to Bella, "Mommy, who are they?"

I instantly knew where the smell was coming from. I heard Rose speak, "Wow, Bella. It sure didn't take you long to move on. Whose is he? I bet he's Newton's."

Bella's rage multiplied as she walked outside, clearly wanting to shout at us away from the crowd that was gathering. "How fucking dare you Rose! True I moved on quickly, but only because your brother left me to raise *our* son alone. I know he didn't know but how dare he assume that I was better off without him! He has a lot to explain." Bella's rage made me feel like ripping Rose to bits and the burning the pieces.

"How cute. Baby Bella got some attitude along with a baby."

"Rose knock it off. Better yet, go grab Emmet and go hunting your eyes are black." Although that might be rage I thought to myself. The child giggled.

"Ryan this is your Uncle Jasper and bitch of an Aunt Rose." I overheard Bella telling the child.

"Hi, Bitch." This sent Rosalie screaming towards our house, I could tell he felt some disdain towards her. "Hi, Uncle Jasper. So, you're the one who tried to bite mommy. I can't blame you she does smell good."

"Sorry for any problems Jasper. It has been hard and I don't need the Cullen resident bitch telling me how big of a slut I am."

"Uncle Jasper, can you take me to my daddy?" I looked down at the four- year old. He had mahogany hair; Edward's face, Bella's smile, and emerald, chocolate, and black eyes. He was tall and proportionate; much like a child vampire would look. His eyes amazed me. They were set up in rings, chocolate around the outer rim of the iris, and emerald sandwiched in between the chocolate and black. There was not a doubt in my mind that this was Edward's child.

I thought about my answer, and before I could even spit it out I heard the child squeal with delight.

"He can read minds," Bella told me.

"What else can he do?" I asked curiosity getting the best of me.

"Well I can show people memories just by touching them, expand a shield to protect my friends, and run really fast, but mommy won't let me unless I'm away from mere mortals." The child said giggling.

"That's interesting. Ryan can you read your mom's mind?"

He thought about his answer for a minute then replied, "Only if she wants me too. Right now she is telling me to calm down before I scare you off. But I can read your mind, and I know the only place you're running to is home and your taking us with you. Why are you confused?"

"I'll have your mom explain it to you when you are old enough. That's something your parents need to talk to you about kiddo." I answered. I was thinking about how this shouldn't be happening, and how we never thought, never suspected this could happen.

"Whatever you say, Major Jasper.' He said saluting me. "Mommy can I go and thank Santa? He gave me the biggest part of my birthday wish."

"Sure, Angel. Come right back."

"Are you sure he'll be okay Bella," I said already feeling protective over the little tyke, "I don't want him to get hurt this soon after finding him."

"Oh, he's fine. He's just like a vampire without the bloodlust. If anyone tried to abduct him they would be in a whole new world of hurt."

By this point Ryan was back. He smiled as he placed his hand to Bella's cheek and tears welled up in her eyes. "May I?" I nodded and his cool hand touched my cheek. Images flashed in my mind and for a second I felt like I was dreaming. He showed me him thanking Santa for me and Rosalie, a very sad Bella, and his first steps.

I smiled at Bella, "Bella, Ryan thank you. That was amazing. Do you want to come to our house? I'll follow you to your hotel."

"No need we checked out this morning. How far away is it?"

"About five miles."

They followed me in Bella's rental car. I could tell she was getting frustrated with the Kia, although I couldn't tell why. I guess I would have to ask her about it later. We pulled up in front of our large beige house and Carlisle and Esme bolted outside. They were even more excited then when they first met Bella. Ryan bolted out of the car before Bella even put it in park and ran towards his grandparents. Carlisle and Esme seemed shocked, but happy. They embraced the happy little boy.

"Can I call you Grandma and Grandpa?" Ryan asked.

"Sure kiddo, but you have to promise to accept gifts from us and tell us your name." Carlisle replied.

"My name is Ryan Charlie Swan, and I love presents." The little boy beamed.

By this time Bella was Ryan's side. Carlisle and Esme both embraced her and welcomed her home. Bella's rage had completely disappeared, and she asked, "Where's the pixie and dead-beat dad? I assume Em's already gone."

"Alice and Edward are on their way back from New York, and I'm right here. I need a hug from my favorite human." Emmet boomed as he came outside. "Aww, this must be Ryan,my favorite midget."

"Uncle Emmet," Ryan squealed. The child squeals a lot I thought to myself. "It's almost my birthday."

Everyone froze at the revelation. The little boy nervously broke the silence and said, "Don't worry. I don't smell good enough to eat." Successfully breaking the tension.

"Oh, look little man made a funny." Emmet laughed. "This is the start of a wonderful friendship, Mr. Half-Blood." Emmet told Ryan as they went inside to bond over the X-Box.

"It's his birthday." Esme asked.

"Yes," Bella replied, "don't worry about buying him anything though. You are the greatest gift he has ever received."

"Tell them we are having the party the day after tomorrow," the latest text from Alice read. "Alice says to have the party the day after tomorrow." I said loud enough for Emmet to hear. Ryan heard too and started dancing. "That gives everyone time to prepare, and Alice the chance to buy something that was not purchased online." My next text read, "I'm not telling Edward until tomorrow." Oh great I thought; now he is going to completely lose it.