A/N: Here is me trying to do the amazing Jasper Whitlock justice. Let's see how this goes… ;)

Previously…

BELLA POV

I took a deep shuddering breath.

Never have I ever been so aware of my surroundings. It feels like my heart is about to explode out of my chest, my hands feel numbingly cold, every breath I take brings me closer to my last; and yet…I'm ready.

I close my eyes as I feel Jasper move in closer until I can feel his breath against me.

"Bella? Sweetheart, look at me."

I opened my eyes and met his bright gold ones.

He didn't say anything. No words of comfort. No false assurances. But then again, I didn't say anything either.

Time passed before he broke our eye contact. His eyes moved from my face down to my neck and I saw him swallow hard.

My whole body tensed and seemed to instinctively scream 'danger'. I had to force my hands to unclench and my body to unwind and calm down. This was Jasper. He would never let anything happen to me, especially at his hands.

"I'm sorry." Jasper whispered as he leaned over me, his blonde hair brushing against my cheek.

And then he bit me.

JASPER POV

"You did it."

"You sound surprised." I remarked to Carlisle without turning away from where Bella laid on the sofa in Esme's cabin.

We stood in silence as I watched Bella intently; waiting for the moment she felt the fire.

Why isn't she making a sound? She should be screaming in agony right now. When I was with Maria I witnessed hundreds, maybe thousands, of vampires be changed and not one of them was this quiet and still.

Something can't have gone wrong. Bella wanted this life so badly. Every time she was around our family I felt a longing from her; a longing to belong.

"Carlisle, what's wrong?" I murmured, moving closer to the brunette on the sofa and feeling for a pulse.

She has a pulse, so why isn't she reacting to the change?

"I'm not positive, but my best guess is that is has something to do with the morphine she has in her system. It could have possibly numbed her from the pain." He responded, his entire being alight with excitement.

God, I hope Carlisle's right. I hope she isn't suffering right now. Bella has been through enough pain to last for the rest of her existence.

I scooped the girl who had grown to be an important part of my life into my arms and carried her to the bed so that she would be more comfortable when she woke up.

As I laid her back down I heard Carlisle moving around in the living room and figured he was cleaning up.

"I would give anything to know what you are going through." I said quietly, brushing her long hair back from her face.

As I sat there by her I reflected on our earlier conversation. Bella had been completely right. I had been a horrible excuse of a friend to her the past few days. Is that what we are though? Friends? The term seemed… inadequate to describe our relationship.

It's impossible to think about how close and attached I've grown to Bella in the little amount of time we've spent together. I took me years to develop the closeness I have with the rest of the family. How is it that everything is just so…easy and natural with her?

"Any new developments?" Carlisle asked, entering the bedroom.

"No. Is it horrible that I want for her to react normally to the change?"

"Since when has Bella ever reacted normally to anything?" Carlisle asked wryly, making me smirk.

Yeah, Bella is different. And I've found that I like different. She is so unlike anyone else I've ever met and it's refreshing to be around her.

"You will know if something goes wrong, right?" I asked, turning serious again.

"Of course I will. She already has lost some of her warmth and color. Look."

But I was, and he was right. Already, the subtle changes that only a vampire would perceive were visible.

I exhaled an unneeded breath in relief and then remembered that by now everyone would know what was going on over here. They were probably all wondering what was going on. And god forbid they get too anxious waiting and decide to come over here.

"We should let everyone know that everything is fine." I said before hesitantly adding, "And I don't think we should tell them about how she is going through the change differently."

"Are you sure about not telling them?" Carlisle questioned, perplexed as to why I wanted to keep that particular fact in the dark.

"Do you think Edward would sit by idly at hearing that something was even slightly unusual about Bella's change? I bet everyone is having a hard enough time keeping him from barreling over here." I explained, rolling my eyes at the thought of the younger vampire.

When Edward and Bella were still together, every single time Edward allowed Bella to come over he was unnervingly tense and on edge. I imagine it's only worse now, even though they are no longer a couple. My presence and the fact that I'm the one who bit her in probably only serving to agitate his anxiousness and jealousy further.

And honestly, it is getting to be a bit ridiculous. If he ever does anything to make her feel guilty for becoming a vampire without him or his consent I will pull some of the things I learned while working with Maria and put them to use. And I'm sure Emmett will only be too glad to help.

Carlisle nodded agreeing with me, albeit reluctantly and left saying that he would return in a couple of hours.

I stood by the bed and listened to Bella's steady heartbeat. It was actually calming, and probably the only thing keeping me from losing my mind right now.

I lost track of time as I stood there watching Bella change. Her dark brown hair lightened slightly, her eyelashes were thicker and longer, and her lips turned a naturally red color. So far the changes were subtle, but as the days pass the changes should be more noticeable

I couldn't wait to see what she would turn out like. I wouldn't put it past Bella to be completely different from any other newborn vamp I've ever seen.

"For it being the second day, it looks like the change is progressing well." Carlisle commented as he re-entered the room, radiating relief and under it a little anxiety.

"It looks like she could be sleeping." I commented after a moment of silence.

He chuckled wryly. "I only hope it feels that way to her too. Can you feel any emotions from her?"

"Very dimly. Her emotions weren't always as clear as anyone else's." I confessed, "But when I could sense them, they were more potent and strong that any other I've ever felt."

"Why didn't you ever tell anyone that?" Carlisle asked, shock and disapproval emitting from him.

"No one asked." I said with a shrug. "And it was already established that Edward already couldn't read her thoughts and that Alice sometimes had a hard time seeing her."

The room lapsed into silence again and I almost missed being here alone with Bella. I missed the rare time when my own emotions were the only ones I had to be aware of. Now that Carlisle was here I could feel the steady flow of his emotions; which was alternating between fascination and concern.

He really would have made a good father if he hadn't been changed.

Carlisle performed a quick, but thorough, checkup on Bella; checking her pulse, monitoring her heartbeat, etc. before we lapsed into silence again.

I felt a throbbing rush of pain unexpectedly, and the emotion wasn't my own.

I stiffened, and roved my eyes over Bella multiple times as if searching for any injuries.

She was completely still. Nothing had changed.

That could only mean…I glanced over at the light blonde vampire on the other side of the room, who had a grimace on his normally controlled face, and seemed to be deep in thought.

What was wrong with me? I should have known right away that the pain I felt was Carlisle's. He is standing far enough from Bella for me to have been able to know automatically that the negative emotion was his. Had this situation with Alice fucked me up so much that I couldn't even be focused enough simply tell who was giving off certain emotions?

No. It wasn't Alice that had been consuming my thoughts lately. It has been her. Bella.

When I wasn't with her, I was talking about her. When I wasn't talking about her, I was thinking about her. For christ sakes, my dreams would probably be consumed with her too if it was possible for me to sleep.

I have never, in my entire existence, been like this except at the very beginning of Alice and I's relationship. 'This' meaning been so possessive, protective, and devoted. But Alice and I had been together when I was feeling these things. Bella and I were only friends, and had only been for a short while.

And those feelings for Alice had most certainly NOT lasted throughout our entire relationship. In fact, shortly after Alice had saved me- I had to give her that- from the horror of my past; those sensations and reactions diminished slowly. So slowly in fact, that I hadn't noticed their absence until now.

"Jasper?" I heard Carlisle say, a strain in his voice.

I broke free from my whirling thoughts and turned my attention to Carlisle.

My eyes widened and I quickly made an effort to calm myself and to release Carlisle from the intense and conflicted emotions I was throwing at him.

I ran my hand through my dirty-blonde hair and spit out an excuse about grabbing something to satisfy Bella's hunger when she woke up, before dashing out the door.

When I could barely contain my emotions like this it wasn't good for me to be around anyone, especially Bella.

But I wouldn't abandon her. I would go somewhere, get myself under control, and quickly return to her side. And hopefully, never have to leave it.

A/N: I don't know if anyone ever asked Jasper if he could feel and influence Bella's emotions in Twilight but I'm going to pretend that they didn't for the sake of this story. Lol. Thanks for reading! And sorry for the few curse words in there. Like I have said before I am trying not to put too many, but sometimes I just can't resist… ;) Back to Bella pov next chapter most likely. And as a gift to ya'll I did not end on a cliffy.