*Jemima*

After a few more awkward scenarios - including Emmett trying to copy everything Jasper did (rather well, actually), Emmett copying everything I did (also very well), and finally Emmett trying to copy what Rosalie did, which didn't end well for him, as he couldn't elbow himself – mum swapped seats with Rose and Emmett, and began to talk to Carlisle and Esme about work.

Emmett tried to sit between me and Jasper, but Rosalie subtly directed him to sit elsewhere. She was still unhappy about him sitting on my other side. Talk about déjà vu. Rosalie sat delicately beside Emmett, and placed her full cup quickly onto the coffee table. Emmett, using less subtle movements, tipped his into a plant, before hooking the cup on the stem.

Rosalie leant around Emmett, to look at Jasper,

"Where were you?"

Jasper looked at his sister, and replied coolly, "On a walk,"

Rosalie's eyes flicked to me, and then back to Jasper, "Where?"

Emmett yawned loudly, before resting his arm across my shoulders again. Jasper tensed, but answered Rosalie in a normal voice,

"The woods."

Rosalie raised an eyebrow, and turned to me, "What's that?"

Her eyes were focused on my hair. I reached up slowly, and picked out a small twig that had been nestled in my hair.

"A twig?" A Rosalie asked. I nodded, and threw it in the plant where Emmett's discarded cup dangled.

"Yeah, I...walked home by the wood, it must've...fallen in there and I didn't notice." I lied.

I didn't really get why I was lying. They couldn't suspect that I knew. What was so strange about two...friends...walking home together. In a wood.

"I...have to go to the bathroom." I explained, standing up.

"Why don't you go with her, Jazz?" Emmett said, a wicked grin on his face.

I walked from the room, my face burning.

*Jasper*

I watched Jemima walk from the room, before rounding on Emmett,

"What...?"

"I could ask you the same thing, Jasper," Rosalie snapped.

I hissed under my breath at her, not loud enough for the human, Jemima's mother, to hear.

"What are you talking about?" I snapped.

"Oh God Jasper, even Emmett could work that one out. You were with her."

"I thought you liked her?"

"It's not her I have a problem with."

"I-,"

"Jasper. It isn't safe for you to be anywhere near her. I've smelt her blood, and it's...good. Even sweeter than Bella's. And you're putting her in danger constantly. You can't control yourself."

"If that's what you think, then why didn't you let Emmett sit between us?"

"Because it would be even worse to put a guy between you. I can see how protective you are of her, and frankly, I worried. What's going to happen when Edward comes back, and Alice finds out!"

I ducked my head. Alice. I couldn't hurt her.

"I don't know, Rosalie."

Rosalie shook her head, her blonde hair sliding around her shoulders,

"Sort this out Jasper. But no one gets hurt, okay? Because if they do, you'll have me to answer to. I don't care how much training you've had, I will rip you apart."

I growled at her threat, but I knew she was right. I had to sort this out.