Sorry it's taken soo long. Again with the keyboard deal, it wasn't working and so I finally got a new one (wireless I might add:)) Of course now it's starting to tell me that the connection is low... So who knows, tomorrow it might not be working again. So I figured I'd rip this baby out for now before it's too late. Oh and Happy New Year!

Quick recap: Bella goes into the woods and meet Edward. Meets Edward and Alice and Ecward acts wierd about Bella meeting his parents. Rosalie comes with Mr. Kingston (James) and goes with Bella to meet Edward. On her way back she goes into the stables to meet Emmett.

Last part of Last chapter:

She[Bella] groaned, [Rosalie said] "Get up! Jasper's here!"

"What?"

(BPOV)

"I said Jaspers here!" Rosalie said while pulling me all the way out of bed and handing me my robe. I groaned as I stumbled from the sleepiness that still dripped off me. The sounds of my mother squealing came from downstairs to add to my headache.

"Rose!" I protested as she dragged me out of my room with my robe only halfway on. By the time we made it downstairs to the living room, my robe was all the way on and my sleep was slowly edging off.

Jasper stood at the front door with mother hanging onto him with her dear life. Jasper held an awkward smile as he patter mothers back while father patted Jasper's... awkward picture, guess we're just an awkward family... Rosalie let out an intentional cough, catching Jasper's relieved eyes. Mother noticed the cough as well and reluctantly let go of her son to allow him to greet his two sisters' with a hug.

Rosalie easily reached his level for a hug while I had to stand on my toes and Jasper lean down. Mother continued to gush even after her extensive hug. "Oh I can't wait to tell everyone! I'll call over a bunch of girls and we'll have a lovely tea! Oh Jasper you'll just love all the girls to chose from around here!" Jasper's hug became still and I chuckled while giving him a quick pat for support.

Things weren't exactly back to normal, but for the most part they were. It was my father, mother, Jasper, Rosalie and I all back home, well, the new home; and of course James was here. But when Rosalie could get away from him and be with Jasper and I, it felt like how it used to be a few years ago.

We stole ourselves to a small room in the house with one window and a far enough distance from anyone in the house to, hopefully, not be noticed. I, of course, was curled up on a little couch thrown in the room for decoration while Rosalie sat on the window ledge looking out and Jasper walked around investigating everything in the room; just because he was Jasper, at least some things never change.

"So," Rosalie started conversationally after we were sure this hideout would work, "No interests in girls still, Jasper?"

He revealed his head from under a desk to give a Rose a nice welcoming glare. "There've been a few, but I try to refrain myself from having too many." Jasper raised an eyebrow pointedly at Rose.

I ignored Rosalie's finger gesture and pretended like I wasn't listening to their argument. Things never really do change all that much…

"I'm seeing James." Her eyes didn't sparkle with exhilaration at the mention of his name like mine when I talked about Edward, if anything they dulled.

"Ooo," Jasper mocked, "James." Jasper had met James earlier; my observations showed that he wasn't impressed. Although, I just think their inability to make conversation with each other was a major factor to why they disliked one another. It was kind of a major factor with everyone here involving James. I tried making conversation and it wasn't happening again.

Rosalie looked at me then grinned, "Well our little Bella has someone of interest of her own."

Jasper looked over at me with such shock, like he'd just saw a pig fly, I was slightly offended.

"Close your mouth before you start catching flies," I snapped as I closed my book with my fingers.

Rosalie gave an evil laugh, it sounded evil at the time at least, and then added, "And his name is Edward."

"Rose," I warned before she could get any farther. It's not like I was embarrassed to tell my brother, it's just, I didn't know how he'd react to the little bit of information about… where we met. Jasper was a cool brother, but he was still my big brother, and would hold that role until the day I died.

"Where did you guys meet?" Jasper asked. Of course he had to ask that right after I was freaking out over him knowing about it.

Rosalie caught my frantic eye. She turned to Jasper and answered, "His family came over for a visit." I visibly relaxed and gave Rose a grateful look that she may or may not have caught. I didn't care, Jasper didn't know yet and I was still free to see Edward the next night. Jasper didn't ask any more and we continued with our sibling bickering and just catching up on each others lives for a while until we finally went to bed.

I was heading back to my room when I noticed Rosalie passing her room. Was she going to see James? I dismissed my curiosity and headed into my room to get dressed into my nightgown and to brush out my hair for bed.

Usually Rosalie would come into say goodnight one last time before bed. I occupied myself for anther five minutes before I got up and decided to just say goodnight to her, maybe she was staying up a little later.

I headed down the hallway and knocked on her door a few times before giving up on her answering and creaked open the door. There were no lights on in the room and the moonlight shown in though the window, hitting the empty bed perfectly.

Puzzled, I stepped back out of the room and closed her door tightly. Could she be in James room? That would be... indecent. Then again, this was Rosalie. But in Father's house? Even she was smarter...

My question was answered when I saw Mr. Kingston turn into the hallway, dressed in a slacks and a loose shirt. But no Rosalie.

I straightened my back immediately and tightened the robe around myself, but not too tight, cause that would be bad, not that standing in the middle of the hallway at night in my sleepwear wasn't bad.

I gave James a short nod, hoping he'd just pass by, on his way to... who knew where. The only other thing on this end of the house was, well, my room and Rosalie's.

"Greetings Ms. Swan," James greeted, like there was nothing strange with this situation. His eyes wandered from my face for a second or two and I felt the heat burning in my cheeks.

"Hello," I said, too embarrassed to think of the proper greeting for him. Not that I even knew of ones existent for running into a man in the middle of the night in your sleepwear.

Now James voice was starting to sound a bit awkward, although he hid it well with a smirk. "Pleasant meeting you here." Pleasant what an... odd word for the circumstances. Humiliating, daunting, those are the words I was thinking more along the lines of. I still stood in the middle of the hallway while James started making his way forward slowly. "I was just on my way to give Rosalie a good night... kiss. Any ideas where she might be?"

Normally I would tell him where she was but frankly, there were a few obstacles.

It was almost midnight, normally Rosalie would be in bed asleep

Rosalie should be sleeping, so why would I want to tell him where she was to wake him up?

She wasn't even in her room

I had no idea where she was

Knowing Rosalie, I had a feeling she was off to doing no good. So I thought I'd save her, for old time's sake.

"She's sound asleep in her room," I said, praying to god my lying skills would make a sudden appearance. "Poor thing, she was so tired, I just couldn't wake her. I think she'd rather not be disturbed right now... by anything." I added the last part as a subtle hint for James that it was time to leave; nothing was down here that would interest him. His eyes roamed over me again and I hoped I wouldn't have to take my last statement back.

He moved a little closer, this time with his step I took one of my own back. (A/N: For those of who are reading Skirts and Stalkings, does this sound familiar?)

"How much younger than Rosalie are you?" His deep voice rumbled as a wicked gleam stared cracking in his eyes.

My eyebrows furrowed at his random question. "A few years," I answered back truthfully. It took a few seconds later for my brain to finally realize what he was indicating, so I added on quickly, "But I'm still a child!"

He took a few steps forward and I back again. James smirked, "Not in my book."

If I was witty and clever then I would've come back with something like "Which book do you rule by?" But luckily, for my non-witty self, Jasper happened to be taking a midnight stroll as well, and came around the corner as my knight in shining armor.

"Hello Mr. Kingston," Jasper greeted loudly, to make his presence well known. He then dipped his head to me quickly. "Shouldn't you be in bed Isabella?" He used my full name in the presence of Mr. Kingston.

I gulped and nodded quickly then turned and almost sprinted to my room. I didn't even want to hear what else would happen.

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