Okay guys, here is chapter five :)
As promised, there's a little bit more lovey-doveyness at the end. And there will be LOTS more, of course :)
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It means alot. And the more reviews I get, the faster I'll update this thing.
Sorry if the whole 'fight' thing isn't very good. I've never tried writing about a fight before, hahaa!

I'm proud of this chapter. It's the longest yet, I think. And it took FOREVER to write. Haha.

anyway...enjoy :)

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"I'm sorry...that doesn't change anything."

There was a long moment of silence. Suddenly, after that one sentence, the atmosphere had changed. Jasper could feel tension pressing in on all sides, mixed with anger, confusion...and fear? His eyes darted to Alice, stood half behind him, clinging onto his hand. The fear was obvious in her eyes. She hadn't seen this in her vision, she hadn't expected it. And clearly, this was all new to her.

He couldn't restrain his growl now. This...dog...was scaring his Alice. No one did that. No one.

"What do you mean?" He hissed, fighting to keep his voice down. He had a sudden urge to scream, to attack...but Dylan's warning was ringing over and over in his head like a bell.

Werewolves don't travel alone.

The werewolf smirked. His smile was dazzling. His eyes didn't leave Jaspers for a second. "I said, that doesn't change anything." He spoke slowly, as though he was talking to someone who was partially deaf. Patronising them.

"I know what you said," Jasper snapped, through gritted teeth, "but what did you mean?" He wasn't in the mood for games.

"Oh!" Dylan seemed almost pleasantly surprised at the question. He spread his arms, still smirking. "I thought that part was obvious." Then, he lowered his voice, his expression falling into a harsh frown again as he spoke. "The fact that you haven't hurt anyone here doesn't change anything. Which means, we are still going to have to deal with you."

Alice hissed from behind Jasper. "Deal with us?"

He squeezed her hand again; her fear was fading, replaced by sparks of anger. He sent her a wave of calm, as much as he had in him. Avoiding a fight was his priority here, he could not...would not let her get hurt. Werewolves did not travel alone, he reminded himself. How many of them were out there?! That smell still hung in the air, although he had forgotten about it until now. But now, it seemed to be everywhere, blocking out all his other senses.

Dylan had backed away slightly. But no one relaxed.

Jasper ducked his head slightly, whispering to Alice in a voice that only she could hear. "Alice, can you smell them?" He tried to hide the worry in his voice. But apparently, Alice still picked up on it.

"...Yes. How many do you think there are?"

"I don't know." Jasper winced. He wished more than ever that he could have given her a different answer. But he couldn't. He had to be honest. He didn't even know how long they had left, there was no time for lies.

He let out a breath that he didn't even know he was holding.

"Alice, can you see what's going to happen?"

She didn't have chance to reply. A low, grisly snarl rippled through the air, followed by a piercing howl. It was the sort of sound that sent shivers down your spine, something that you would associate with a ghost story or a murder mystery. Not the sort of thing you would expect to here in Tennessee, that's for sure.

But there were no humans around to hear it. Just two vampire soulmates, trapped against a wall and hopelessly outnumbered.

The wolves came from nowhere, from different directions. Each one was as big as the last. And they knew exactly what they were doing.

Within seconds, they were surrounded. There was no time to think, to plan, to panic. With several powerful bounds they were penned in against the wall, trapped in by wolf after wolf. The growls that rolled from between their teeth reminded Alice of distant thunder, before the storm had actually started. Underneath their fur she could see their muscles, the steel claws that lined their paws. Powerful was an understatement.

Human Dylan was long gone. The black wolf Dylan was back. It wasn't hard to see who was the leader of this pack.

Jasper grabbed for Alice, snarling. After years of fighting, planning strategies, winning over his opponents...he wasn't going to go down like this. His mind was racing as the paws closed in, thudding on the concrete floor. The vampire looked up.

A full moon shone in the sky. Jasper growled.

It all began to fast for anyone to stop it. A powerful leap sent two wolves shooting towards them. There was barely any time to react.

"ALICE!" He roared, pulling her down. She snarled, lashing out as one of the oversized dogs skidded beside them against the wall. The wolf grunted. With one flick of it's paw, it knocked her roughly sideways into the wall with a brutal crack. Jasper hissed. A vague plan had formed in his head.

"Alice, get on my back." He snapped. She didn't question him, swinging herself onto his back instantly. Now if he could just find an escape route...

A well aimed headbutt almost knocked him over. He darted and turned, sharply ducking under several pairs of snapping jaws. They were everywhere now, all he could see was the enemy. Pain shot through his leg as one pair of teeth made contact with his marble skin, causing him to stumble slightly as he spun around, kicking out. Jasper winced as his foot smacked into the side of the creature, closing his ears to the agonised howl.

"JASPER!" Alice shrieked suddenly. He ducked just in time. The wolf lashed out into mid air, exactly where Alice's head had been seconds ago.

"Jasper, let me down," she hissed in his ear as he continued to duck and hiss. "I can help you, just let me down!"

"No!" He yelled back, grunting in pain as his head made knocked into the wall.

"Jasper, PLEASE!"

Reluctantly, he loosened his grip on her. Before he knew it, she was tangled in the mass of fur and teeth, snarling and growling. Watching her fight was like watching a dance, she was so...elegant. She span, twirled under their every attack. But there were too many. He watched on in horror as she vanished underneath them.

"NOO!" He bellowed. With strength he didn't know he had, Jasper tore them away. He didn't feel the scratches on his arms and face as they continued to wear him down. His arms locked around her, pulling her into the security of his embrace. Fighting wasn't going to work...there was only one other option that Jasper was willing to take.

Run.

He did just that. Throwing her over his shoulders, Jasper ran like he had never run before. Every muscle and nerve in his body burned, screaming for freedom. He skidded, his feet barely touching the floor as they sped through street after street. Behind them, he could hear hear those thudding paws, the yelps and barks of the pack.

"Make a left here." Alice instructed. Jasper sprinted around the corner. "Now a right."

Alice knew where to go, and Jasper ran wherever she told him to run, like always. He didn't look back for a single second and he didn't slow down until the sounds of the wolves had completely stopped.

"Jasper, stop. They're not following anymore!"

"...Not just yet," he panted.

Alice shook his shoulders lightly. "Jasper, just stop."

He skidded to a halt between the trees, crumpling down on the floor. Pain surged through him. It was almost light now, sun flickered faintly through the trees.

They did it. They had won.

Still panting, Jasper turned to where Alice was sitting beside him. But her expression was not what he had expected. Carefully, he pulled himself into a sitting position beside her. Her eyes were closed, her chest was heaving. Worry stabbed him.

"Alice?" He murmured softly.

Slowly, she turned to look at him with a pained expression.

"Jazzy...I-I'm so sorry."

"Sorry?" Jasper was confused. He ran a hand slowly down her face. "Love, you have nothing to be sorry for..."

"B-But, I didn't see them..." she blurted out. "I didn't see it Jasper! Maybe if I had looked properly, maybe that would never have happened! And now, look at you! You're all h-hurt.."

Wordlessly, she broke down against his chest. Her body shook with tearless sobs. Jasper bit down on his lip, instinctively pulling her closer to him, wrapping her up in his arms. How could she blame herself for this?! He rocked her gently, running his hands up and down her arms in an attempt to confort her.

"Alice, none of this is your fault, love. You couldn't have changed it, I don't blame you." He pulled her back slightly, looking into her eyes. "But listen, the pain from the fight is nothing compared with the pain that I feel when I see you like this..."

He meant every word. Slowly, his fingers traced across her bottom lip, down her jawline. He pulled her foward, crushing his lips to hers and pulling her even closer into his chest as he kissed her, passionatley. She moaned quietly, locking her hands in his honey blonde hair.

"Jasper?" her voice came out like a breathless gasp. He chucked softly.

"Yes, love?" He whispered, as he kissed down her neckline. She moaned again.

"I love you."

"Mmmm.." was his only reply. He didn't have any other words. Slowly, his lips met hers again as they rolled over in the grass. Alice forgot about the fight in seconds, all she knew was that she was wrapped up in the arms of the most perfection person on earth. He was hers. She knew that, and she loved it. Her hands worked down his body and she rolled on top of him. His every kiss burned through her skin, like an eletric current. Again, she moaned as his lips made contact with the skin at the base of her neck. She found herself wishing this would never stop. Jasper breathed out against her skin, making her shudder. His mouth needed to be everywhere at once, his hands were trailing down her body and he could tell that she loved it as he bit down on her lip, teasing her. She whimpered softly, removing his shirt while his cool fingers made short work of her dress...

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Several hours of bliss later, and they were still tangled up together in the grass. Just skin on skin, nothing in between. The sun danced over their skin, lighting them up like diamonds. Jasper ran his hand over Alice, laughing low and gentle as her skin shone under his touch.

"Mary Alice Brandon, you might just be the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.." he growled playfully. She laughed, knotting their fingers together, tracing the muscles on his toned chest.

"I should hope so," was her cheeky reply. She snuggled into his shoulder with a contented sigh, knowing that they had forever to be this way. It was a nice thought.

She leaned across, kissing him warmly again.

And then, her eyes slid closed into another vision..

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There you have it :)
Probably the worst cliffhanger ever..haha. But I've got good plans for the next chapter...
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Also, I dont own this! Stephenie Meyer does, she's a genius. I do own Dylan though, but I don't own the whole 'werewolf' thing.

Thanks for reading :)