Author's Note: I'm so glad the reaction to last chapter was good-mostly. Also, I want to thank everyone for sticking with me even though I sporadically update and leave you hanging sometimes. I don't want to disappoint, but the end of this story is coming soon. If you read the summary it says "a story about Bella and Jasper finding each other" and I'm pretty sure by this point they've definitely found each other. To be honest I had planned to end the story a while ago but everyone seemed to enjoy it so much and I had a lot of new ideas. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter! Thanks for reading.

Chapter 13: Done All Right

Jasper's POV

It's been an entire day since I'd bitten Bella. Peter made the decision to bring her back to his home because I was too shocked to think. In fact I hadn't spoken to anyone except for Bella. Peter had called Carlisle, who was now on his way down to make sure I hadn't fucked everything up. I could've saved him the trip if I'd told him that yes, I had fucked everything up. Or had I?

On one hand, Bella was on the verge of death and the only way to save her was to turn her into one of us. She was going to wake up in a few days as a vampire, not just my girlfriend anymore but my mate. Everything was going to change for us but I was going to have her forever.

On the other hand, when Bella woke up in a few days I would have to tell her that not only is she now a vampire but she would never be able to go back to Forks again. She was never going to see her father again, or her mother. Bella loved her parent's more than most human teenagers. She bonded with them in a way that was almost supernatural because she was mature. She was a forty year old trapped in a 17 year olds body so she was more like friends with her parents, not just a child. I wasn't too sure that she'd love me when she knew that I pretty much sealed the fact that her parents were going to have to be left broken hearted for the rest of their lives, wondering what happened to their precious and only child. Fuck my life.

"Jazz," Peter's voice rang out through the silent room like a bell, temporarily bringing me out of my coma.

"What?" my voice was blank. There was no emotion which by the way, is a very odd feeling for an empath.

"I'm just checking in on you. Charlotte's kind of worried about how thirsty you are."

It was true, my eyes were blacker than coal. My throat was burning like someone had poured kerosene down my throat then lit it on fire. I didn't care though. My eyes wandered back down to Bella whom, if I didn't know any better, looked dead as her body lay lifeless on the bed. It had only been a day but I could already see changes in her. For example, all her wounds were now healed, all that was left of them was the dried blood caked onto her skin.

"I can't leave her. I know she can feel me…hear me. She has to know that she's not alone," I told him. Charlotte came through the door, wrapping her arm around Peter's waist.

"Jasper, sweetheart," her voice was gentle and I could tell she was going to try and persuade me to go hunt. "I thought maybe if you all went and hunted I could stay with Bella. I'll clean her up a bit, maybe put her in some fresh clothes for when she wakes up?"

"That's a good idea," I responded. Relief flooded the room. "Could you go get me something to clean her up with? Grab some clothes while you're at it please." Just as quickly the relief emitted from Charlotte turned into disappointment. Still, she nodded her head and turned to retrieve the items.

"When Carlisle gets here I sure hope he can talk some sense into you," Peter's disappointment was evident as he exited the room. I lay back down beside Bella, caressing her arms with my icy hands. I knew it wouldn't be long before she awoke because her skin felt less hot to me. With every hour her temperature dropped.

Charlotte returned quickly, clothes and washcloths in tow.

"Can I help you?" she asked and I didn't have it in my heart to say no to her, to disappoint her any further.

"Sure."

We were mostly silent as we wiped the blood, dirt, and grime from Bella's skin. I carefully lifted her shirt over her head as Charlotte held her up. For a second I thought she opened her eyes, but it turned out I just imagined it. As Charlotte brushed through the knots in her hair gently I watched, my hands stuffed deep in my pockets. All I wanted was for Char to leave so I could lay back down beside my Bella.

"She's very beautiful Jasper," Charlotte finally said.

"I know."

"I know you feel guilty, you think when she wakes up she'll be unhappy with what you've done…"

"Wow, you don't miss a thing do you?" I spat bitterly, then immediately regretted it when I felt the twang of hurt coming from her. "I'm sorry," I whispered.

"I don't know Bella, but, I think you're wrong about her."

"So you think she's just going to be completely alright with the fact that she's never going to see her father again or her mother? They loved her Charlotte, it's not like it was with us. Back then…I don't know, it was just different. Charlie would do anything for Bella, and she would do anything for him. I've taken that away from both of them," I explained to her.

"Why can't she see him?" she asked me. I had to take a step back as the surprise of her question seemed to smack me right in the gut.

"You're joking. She's going to look a little different Char, in case you've forgotten. Besides, you know what could happen if…if he found out about what we are. The only thing worse than never seeing him again would be for him to die because of her," I pointed out.

"You told her about us, nothing happened to her."

"Nothing happened? Jesus Char would you fucking look at her?" I all but screamed.

"This had nothing to do with the Volturi, this was about an ancient vendetta against you," she counterpointed.

"Look, I only told her because I'm in love with her. I, eventually, was going to bring up the option of turning her into one of us in the future. The Volturi wouldn't have been able to argue that. Charlie is a whole other story though, he can't know because he hangs out with-" The wolves. Oh shit.

"He hangs out with whom?" Charlotte asked.

"When is Carlisle going to be here?" I asked frantically, completely changing the subject.

"Um," she looked at the clock, "He should be here within the hour. Why? What is going on?"

"I'm completely fucked."

Could one more fucking thing go wrong? How the hell was I going to be able to explain this to Jacob Black? He was going to fucking kill me. The worst part was that I distinctly remembered making him a promise that would let him do just that.

I must have paced the entire house a thousand times before I heard the familiar purr of Carlisle's car pull into the drive.

"Carlisle!" I threw my arms around him nearly knocking him over. "I didn't know what else to do, I couldn't lose her," I cried into his shoulder like a 7 year old boy who'd just skinned his knee. I felt ridiculous but knowing he was there lifted some weight off of my shoulders.

"Son, you did what you had to do. I'm very proud of you in a way," he smiled.

"What about the wolves?" my face darkened when Carlisle didn't immediately answer.

"All I've said is that you're searching for Bella. I left out the part where you turned her into one of us. I feel like perhaps Bella should be the one to tell them, when she's capable…that is if your brothers and sisters don't kill them first," he said that last bit with just a hint of a smile. I pictured Alice standing next to a stinky wolf and I felt the urge to smile myself, though I couldn't physically do it.

"Where is she?"

I led Carlisle to Bella's room. Charlotte was sitting beside her, stroking her arm and singing a soft lullaby to her. My heart twisted at the sight, and I felt horrible for the way I'd treated her and Peter recently.

"Carlisle! It's so very good to see you again," she smiled as she gave Carlisle a friendly hug.

"Yes," he replied. "How's our girl doing?"

"It won't be very long now," Charlotte explained, "I have to admit, the change isn't taking nearly as long as I initially thought it would considering her wounds. It's as if she's willing it to happen rapidly."

"Yes, I can already see the beginnings of the change," he assessed watching Bella curiously.

"So what if it's not taking long?" I interjected, "I mean, everyone is different, this isn't so unnatural," I reminded them. Carlisle still looked skeptical.

"I don't know son, I've never seen so much difference in just a day. At this rate, it seems as though she'll probably wake up in a few hours instead of a few days."

"I don't have a plan yet," I admitted. Both Charlotte and Carlisle looked at me as if to say 'What the hell are you talking about?'

"I just mean, what am I going to tell her about Charlie and her Mom, and all her friends? I don't know how I can possibly break it to her that she won't ever see them again. What do I do?" I asked desperately.

"You'll just have to tell her. Who knows how she'll take it, I'm sure she'll be upset but weren't we all?" Carlisle explained plainly.

"What about Charlie? I've been dating his daughter for the past few months and all of a sudden I disappear down here, and of course I'm going to have to move out of Forks. Jesus I'm probably his top fucking suspect!"

"No. I talked to Charlie yesterday. He already assumed that this was all too much for you to handle. I told him you went to spend time with some close relatives. He expects you back eventually but we can deal with that later," Carlisle said. That was a very small relief. It didn't solve my problem, but at least I didn't have to deal with it right now. Fuck, who was I kidding? I was well fucked and far from home.

"I'm breaking down," I whimpered. Suddenly my phone rang…Alice. Alice! She probably knew how all of this was going to turn out…did I want to know?

"Hello?" I answered warily. Alice skipped cheerful greetings.

"Number one," she shouted into the phone, clearly annoyed. "Grow a pair of balls and get over yourself. Number two, everything is fine. Bella isn't going to blame you, she will be heartbroken, but things get better. Trust me. The only thing that is keeping the future hazy is you, all of your damned emotions," she huffed.

"Me? What do you mean?" I asked.

"If you continue to beat yourself up over changing her and blaming yourself for everything she's not going to want to be with you. You have to stop right now," Alice demanded.

"Anything else?"

"Yes. Bella will see Charlie again. It will only be once, but it will be enough. It's going to be a long time from now, but trust me Jazz, it will work out." I smiled with utter relief. Everyone in the room felt it.

"Thank you Alice," I said gratefully. I was about to hang up when she cleared her throat.

"Oh and Jasper…about Maria," she began but I let out a growl.

"When I find her I'm going to rip her to shreds," I menaced.

"You won't have to. The Volturi has been watching her for a while now. She's not going to be alive for very much longer."

"You're sure?" I asked on the edge of my seat.

"Yes. At first I didn't think they were ever going to kill her, but when they realized that she somehow involved you, intending to harm you, they made their decision. You know how Aro feels about Carlisle and this family, for some weird reason he really likes us," she explained. It was true, Aro always favored the Cullen clan, it gave me chills but it seemed to have worked in our favor for once.

"Thank you Alice. You have no idea how much you've helped me," I told her again.

"Well, I was hoping you'd have called me sooner but I know how you get when you're all worked up. You can't even see the obvious sometimes. Tell Carlisle I love him and Esme wants him to pick up that rustic coffee table that she was eyeing last time we were all down there. Ciao."

I shook my head with a smile.

"Feeling better?" Peter said as he came back in.

"Yeah, a lot better actually. Oh and Carlisle," I said to him, "Esme wants you to go buy that coffee table she was eyeing last time you guys were down here." Carlisle rolled his eyes.

"I swear to God if Emmett broke that two thousand dollar coffee table I bought not even a month ago I'm going to kill him," he said. We all chuckled a little at Emmett's expense. I walked back over to Bella and took her hand in mine feeling completely confident and happy for the first time in a while.

Bella's POV

Thank you God! I shouted in my head. The fire was almost completely out. I had spent God only knows how long burning alive in what I thought at first was Hell. If I could cry tears of joy I would but I still can't seem to move let alone will myself to cry.

To pass the time I'd been listening to the sound of my heart beating which was really all I could hear. The pain was so intense that it was causing this loud siren-like noise in my head so I zeroed in on my heartbeat. I was just happy to know that I still had one after what Maria had done to me.

I know Jasper is the one who saved me. His voice was the last thing I heard before I slipped into the darkness. I'd never heard anything so beautiful in my life as his voice. I can't be sure, but I think that he's stayed with me all this time. Like I said before, I couldn't really see or hear anything but somehow I just know he's close to me.

The fires gone! Oh thank you Lord, it's gone. Why can't I move? Wait…where's my heart?

Then everything was black…

When I opened my eyes everything was different. I was pretty sure that I was looking at a ceiling but it was really, really bright. I could see every single grain in the wood illuminated. I smelled something too, but I couldn't place it. It was like I was smelling every single scent that I'd ever smelled and then some that I didn't even know existed.

"Bella?" I heard Jasper's sweet voice and I sat straight up. I noticed that I didn't have to push my body up with my arms, I just…sat up.

Jasper looked different. I'd seen his scars before but now I could see even more. Scars upon scars, I touched his arm and looked into those honey-gold eyes apologetically.

"Are you alright darlin'? he asked gently. I thought about his question for a moment, wanting to answer honestly.

"I'm confused." Whoa. I shot my hand up to cover my mouth. I was positive that I had just said that but it didn't sound like me.

I turned around to face the room, there were other people here. Who were they? I felt defensive at first but that melted away as soon as I saw the mirror on the other side of the room. I took a few steps forward and everyone backed up, which startled me.

"I'm sorry," I said, a little taken back. "I just need a mirror, I didn't mean to frighten you." Jesus was I talking? That couldn't be my voice. I recognized one of the faces suddenly.

"Dr. Cullen? What are you doing here?" I asked, or at least, I think I'm the one who asked.

"I'm, uh, I…" he stuttered. Hmm, he never struck me as the stuttering type. I walked past him when I could tell he wasn't able to speak.

When I looked into the mirror I saw the most beautiful person I'd ever seen, besides Jasper. I touched the glass with my hand and the person staring back at me met my motion on the other side.

"Is this me?" I asked suddenly looking back at Jasper.

"Yes darlin'. You're beautiful," he smiled. I looked back into the mirror. It was my nose, my mouth, and then I saw my eyes.

"Oh my!" I gasped. They were the right shape, but they were a deep shade of crimson. I leaned in close to make sure I wasn't seeing things.

"My eyes!" I whispered hoarsely.

"The color will change in a few months," Jasper said apologetically as he came to stand behind me. I smiled a bit when I realized he was having trouble keeping his eyes, and hands off me.

"Yuck!" a deep voice sounded from across the room, "You're gonna make the poor girl eat animals too?" he asked but I could tell this person was being sarcastic. For the first time I really looked at the two other vampires standing in the room. It didn't take me long to realize who they must be. Jasper had told me many happy stories about Peter and Charlotte.

"You must be Peter," I smiled. The man nodded. "And Charlotte? Gosh, you're so beautiful. Way prettier than Jasper described," I told her.

"Typical Jasper," she laughed, "Understating everything."

"It's wonderful to meet you both," I told them. I turned back to Jasper who was grinning wildly.

"So…am I like you now?" I asked sheepishly.

"Yes," he barely whispered but I heard him as if he said it normally. "Is that okay?"

I ran to him and threw my arms around him. "We'll be together forever!" I squealed with excitement.

"Bella!" he gasped, "You're kinda hurting me baby."

"Sorry," I giggled as I released him.

"You're being so calm!" Jasper guffawed.

"So?"

"Well, usually- I mean, normally newborns are…well, insane," he said.

"I rationalize well, you know that," I explained. When I was human- gosh that sounds weird- I always took precaution to think about my words and actions. It was important to me to make as few mistakes as I possibly could.

"I know, it's just…" Jasper trailed off and I didn't need to be superhuman to realize he was holding something back.

"It's just what?" I pushed.

"Well, aren't you, you know, thirsty?" he asked timidly. To be honest I wasn't sure. I knew that whenever Jasper was thirsty his throat burned or something. My throat was aching, like I'd slept in cold air with my mouth open but not burning.

"Not really. Why?" I raised an eyebrow when Jasper's expression turned from confused to shocked. When I looked behind me at the others they too looked like I had snakes coming out of my ears or something. "Why? I'm just not thirsty right now, jeez. You all don't hunt 24/7, there are times when you aren't that thirsty, right?"

"Well yes, but we're all centuries old. You're only a few minutes old. For newborns, well, blood is just about the only thing you can think about," Dr. Cullen explained to me. I had to admit, the mention of blood did make the ache in my throat flare up a bit but nothing horrible. Besides, I didn't want to go "hunt" right now, I wanted to spend some time with Jasper so we could talk.

"Perhaps she's gifted?" Charlotte suggested. Everyone processed this, myself included.

"It is possible, it would be quite ironic," Dr. Cullen smirked glancing at Jasper. I was confused though.

"Ironic? What do you mean?" I asked. He glanced uncomfortably in Jasper's direction.

"What he means is, I'm certainly not known for my self control. It would be ironic if you, my mate, were incredibly self controlled," Jasper explained.

"That makes perfect sense to me," I said. "That's why we found each other. Maybe this was all meant to be, so I could keep you from going astray and killing humans." I quickly turned to Peter and Charlotte. "No offense, of course," I smiled and I was glad that I was no longer capable of blushing. Peter laughed and shook his hand at me.

"None taken Bella," he smiled.

"She does have a point Jazz," Charlotte giggled. Jasper pondered this for a few moments, but I think he accepted it. Of course we couldn't be sure until I actually hunted but the fact that I was but minutes old and not thirsty definitely insinuated it.

"Okay everyone," Jasper finally said, "I'd like some privacy with Bella please." I was very glad he said that. We waited as they each cleared the room, and the house. Finally I turned back to Jasper, who was smiling from ear to ear.

"I'm so glad you're okay, I was so worried about you baby," he said as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head.

"How long have I been gone?" I asked thinking of everyone back home who was probably still worried about me.

"Almost a week," he answered.

"Wow. God, Charlie is probably beside himself," I said out loud.

"Bella, about that…" Jasper turned around and sat down on the bed, something was wrong.

"Charlie is okay isn't he?" it had never occurred to me that when the vampires broke into my house that they could've done something to Charlie.

"Yes, of course. He's alive, and healthy I suppose though I know he's very worried and scared," he assured me.

"Well we have to go back, I know I've changed but he has to know I'm okay," I said. Jasper's face fell a little, I could tell that something was wrong but he was trying very hard to be strong for me. Behind his sad eyes and wavering smile, I could see strength and determination.

"Bella," he finally whispered, "We…we can't ever go back, not for a very, very long time anyways." Now it was my turn to collapse onto the bed.

"But…why?" I asked pitifully.

"Do you remember when I told you I was a vampire, how I told you I was breaking so many rules?" he asked, and I nodded my head. It was a little foggy to me now but I remembered. "Well, I wasn't breaking a lot of rules, just one really. But it's the one rule that dictates vampirism," he took my hands in his.

"You aren't supposed to tell humans that you exist," I deduced. Jasper nodded apologetically. I knew that my heart didn't beat anymore but I still had this horrible ache where it used to beat.

"But Charlie, he would never tell if I asked him too," I told him hoping that it might change his mind. Instead he just looked hurt because he had to tell me no.

"Darlin', it doesn't really matter. I don't want to scare you, but Charlie could be killed for knowing, not to mention they would come after us too for telling," he said gently.

"They? Who?" I asked.

"The Volturi," he said the name very slow, "They're kind of like the royal family of vampires. They make the rules and everyone has to follow them. It doesn't happen often, but, if you break one the sentence is death for everyone involved," he explained. "I know you love your father, and that's why I can't bring you back to Forks. I couldn't live with myself if anything happened to either one of you Bella, I just couldn't live."

I didn't say anything. I just pictured Dad, sitting in the living room years from now watching the game and wishing that I was there, sitting on the floor reading or doing homework. He'd think I was dead, his little girl, and I'd never be able to tell him that I was okay, that he did everything right and how much I missed him and Renee.

"I understand," I whispered, my lips quivering like I was crying but no tears came out. I wanted to go to Charlie, but I wouldn't risk his life.

"Alice did say that you'll see him again, it will be a long time from now, but she said it will be enough…for both of you," he told me, grasping my hand in his. This made me a little happier, but my heart still hurt for Charlie. "Are you okay love?" Jasper asked me.

"This is going to take a while to get used to," I told him, "But I have you, forever, and that's good enough for me. I love you Jasper Whitlock," I whispered as I leaned over to kiss him for the first time as a vampire.

"You feel so good now, you aren't cold anymore," I smiled. He laughed and pulled some of my hair away from my face.

"No darlin', I'm not cold anymore."