Avira was fast, any vampire could clearly see it and currently it was Jasper whom had the privilege of pursuing her Royal Fastness. She was at least a ten miles ahead of him if not more, but her scent is what kept him going after they crossed the boarders into Idaho and then again when crossing the boarder of Montana.

Jasper noted her scent getting stronger after entering Montana; he slowed his pace in case she hadn't realized he was following and found her. He located her sitting on a boulder in a pair of swim shorts and her black t-shirt, her back facing him. Her boots were behind the boulder along with her folded jeans.

"Why're you following me out this way for Major?"

She turned her head to look back at him, her expression was a shield of calm and perhaps a douse of confusion. Her actual emotions which Jasper hadn't spent much time analyzing previously were a mix of content and joy. Joy for what?

Jasper sauntered over, his classic smile pulling across his gorgeous face. His hands moving to roll up the sleeves of his button down shirt. "Well, you left in a hurry and considering you're here after I thought most of my newborns would have been dead within months of my leavin', I'd like to speak to you." His southern drawl was painfully obvious and Avira would be damned if it didn't make her own smile form.

"You sure it ain't for my presence upsettin' your pretty little wife?"

He noted that her posture had changed to something more defensive, if only in the slightest, at the mention of the word "Wife". She officially perplexed him.

"Nah, Alice gets jealous when pretty unmated females come around."

Avira's golden eyes were a shade darker than the last he saw her only a day and a half prior, she looked terribly confused as Jasper continued.

"See, Alice ain't my mate. We're companions and the only reasons we're married is because of Carlisle's house rule; if a male & female share a room, they have to be married. And since Alice and I were companions before we came to the Cullens, we decided to respect that rule and get married."

Jasper's eyes had been fixated on Avira's never changing expression, and though it never gave anything away, her raw emotions did. She was clearly upset with him for marrying Alice and her anger would spike whenever he mentioned marriage or companions.

"That's nice Jasper, but you didn't follow me all the way out here to discuss marriage, mates, and companions. You wanna know about Peter and Char."

A chuckle escaped Jasper lips, watching Avira stand off the boulder she had been lazily resting on during their entire exchange. "I'm bettin' you're raging inside by their little secret, even if they did have a good reason." She was right in front of him, only inches apart; her voice was soft and sounded like wind chims in the summer air.

Jasper reached out, grasping onto Avira's left hip to yank her closer, their bellies pressing together as her arms remained at her sides. A flash back ran through Jasper's mind, a moment similar to this had occurred between Jasper and Avira when she was a freshly turned newborn.

-Flash Back-

Jasper had been with Maria for about one hundred years, a new batch of humans had just been turned into newborns. All of which had been tossed into the "pit" to battle the weakest links out.

The remaining ten had been placed onto the battlefield and there were only three that had any true potential of the entire twenty five that Jasper had turned. He and Maria's "sister" watched as the last five battled it out. Avira had killed the last female and left herself with three snarling male vampires, only one of which had any potential in Jasper's eyes.

She hadn't hesitated when it came to killing, because she knew if she didn't kill, she'd be killed.

Finally, it was Avira against the male; they circled each other and even though she was riddled with fear she didn't back down. Jasper was going to stop the battle there, but Sophia wouldn't allow it; she wanted the best of the best and it was obviously One of the last two.

The fight last longer than expected, about an hour. Avira came out on top, the winning blow was her fangs ripping at his neck, his head barely attached to his torso. Sophia was pleased that another female had won and informed Maria while Jasper ordered Avira to pile up the remains of all the vampires to burn.

When Sophia returned with Maria, they both agreed that the winner deserved an award. It was Maria whom informed the Major that he'd have the pleasure of giving Avira her "prize". Jasper's hand had grabbed hold of her hip, yanking her close as a devilish smirk pulled at his lips. Avira's gaze was down, waiting until the women were out of hearing range.

"Major… I think I know.. what she meant, but can I have a bath instead? I… I'm filthy."

Jasper's smirk waivered slightly at her words, his eyes roamed down her neck to the bodice of her dress and her skirt; she was soaked in fresh and dried venom, bite marks oozing and others already sealed. Dirt was sticking to her with dried venom; her dress torn and shredded, it was barely holding onto her body.

"Alright, darlin', if that's what you want; you deserve it either way."

Avira's gaze remained on the ground as she nodded, his hand released her hip as she quietly asked for a lighter. Once the remains of the newborns were ash, Jasper led her to the nearest pond to clean up.

XxXxX

As the memory faded to the back of Jasper's mind, he looked at Avira whom by the look on her face, had experienced a similar moment. Her emotions were suddenly flooding him; fear, pure agonizing fear, a spike of lust mixed with confusion and the smallest shred of anger.

Jasper's head tilted slightly as he examined her emotions, he idly wondered why she felt any lust, but since it was coated in confusion; she didn't know either.

Avira's eyes, though a dark gold, still shined like topaz to Jasper. His left hand raised, his fingers skimming over her cheek with a feather touch. Her lips twitched into a slight smile as she stared into his own gaze. Her right hand pressed against his chest as she shifted her footing, he moved to the right; his back facing the sun which cracked through the tree line.

He would have gasped if it wasn't for her palm curling closed around his shirt, the feel distracted him but his eyes remained on her face; the sun's rays made her skin sparkle like a million diamonds. All vampires would sparkle, but for whatever reason Avira looked like a goddess. She looked like an angel, his saving grace; his very own -

Jasper's thoughts were interrupted as she leaned forward, standing on the tips of her toes as she pressed her lips to his. Her eyes closed as she breathed cool air across his features; Jasper's head tilted as he kissed her more firmly, her torso leaning against his.

It was bliss; her body against his, her emotions washing over his senses, and her lips of marble against his own.

And then it hit him; undying, shocking, brilliant Love. It was so pure and so sweet, if Jasper wasn't so aware of her in his arms, he might let himself collapse under the weight of it.