Yay, I'm finally updating earlier. I don't know if I can keep doing this, as this chapter is shorter, and I'm at my dad's house. I only had time to do this now because he had to take my dog to the vet. :( I will try to keep updating sooner.

Emmett POV

Scarlett and Caleb, I think the other's name was, had gone to get supplies for Jasper. They'd been gone for two days, and I was starting to worry we'd been tricked.

I'd joined Alice and Peter in Jasper's room lately, trying to play chess with him to pass the time. I knew Jasper was getting annoyed with me now, tired of my constant presence. He didn't understand why I was always there. He wanted to be left alone most of the time, sick of us fussing over him.

"Don't want to play chess," he snapped at me when I came in there. "I'm tired of chess."

"Jas," I coaxed patiently. "There's nothing else for you to do, and I'm bored without you. Play with me just one more time?"

"No! Stop treating me like an infant. I don't want to play and that's that. Get over it."

"We will stop treating you like a child when you cease acting like one," Peter said, ignoring Jasper's glare.

"Don't talk to him like that," Alice said defensively. The tension in the room was rising. "He's not acting like a baby, Peter. Leave him alone."

I sighed and put the chess set down. "Fine, no chess, you win. Jesus."

Jasper turned his face away from me. Alice rubbed his back. "I know," she soothed. "You're tired of being sick, aren't you? You'll be better soon."

"No, I'm tired of not being able to move because I'm sick! I can't even sit up without help, or hold a glass of blood! It's not fair!" he complained. "I feel like shit right now, and I feel better than I have in weeks!"

"I know," she sighed. "Just lie down and rest for a while. Maybe you'll be in a better mood."

He looked back at me resentfully before laying down and letting Alice put the blankets over him. I sensed that I wasn't wanted and went back downstairs.

Where was Scarlett with the medicine?

Carlisle POV

Scarlett and Caleb had finally come back. They brought medicines that I didn't know of, and special blood for Jasper that Corrine insisted would help him. It didn't make him sick, meaning he didn't puke it back up.

Now I was leaning over Jasper, helping him drink the special blood, and giving him just a spoonful of medicine every hour.

"Jasper," I said softly, catching his attention as I came into the room. He was lying against Alice quietly, eyes half-closed. Alice started propping him up on pillows when I appeared, so I could feed him.

"I'll do it, Carlisle," she said.

"No, that's okay. I can do it."

I sat beside Jasper on the bed and put the straw to his mouth. When he'd drank a decent amount, I took the straw away and fed him a spoonful of medicine. He leaned back, closing his eyes.

"More?" I asked, shaking the blood gently in its bottle.

He nodded and tried to scoot forward, failing. I placed the straw against his lips again, letting him drink as much blood as he wished. When he finally pushed it away, I smiled reassuringly and drew back. "Good. You drank more than earlier. That's a good sign."

Jasper nodded, keeping his eyes closed as Alice began removing pillows to help him lie down.

"Carlisle?" Corrine entered the room, causing Alice to growl. She didn't trust Corrine, did not like her at all.

"Yes?" I pretended I hadn't heard Alice growl at my old friend.

"Has your son gotten any better?" She put a hand on Jasper's shoulder. He flinched.

"I feel better," he whispered. "A little."

Hope filling me, I glanced at Jasper. "Do you?"

"Yes. A little. Not much." He slipped out from under her hand, nestling closer to Alice and as far from Corrine as possible. None of my family was particularly fond of her.

No one was. Even her coven had no love with her. They were most likely with her because she was strong.

"Corrine?" Scarlett whispered, coming into Jasper's room. Alice groaned in annoyance and I shot her a stern look.

"Alice," I warned. "That's enough."

"Yes, Scarlett, darling child. What is it?"

"I brought the other medicine for J-Jasper."

"Do not stutter when you speak of him, Scarlett darling. I hate when you stutter." Corrine took the little bottle from Scarlett's hand and turned toward me. "You are to administer this medication to him a half hour after you give him the other one. Understood?"

"Yes, I understand." Such a cold woman. She used to be kinder. What had happened to make her this way?

Jasper moved his head away from the two of them, wary that Scarlett would try to touch him as Corrine had. I wasn't pleased with Corrine for that. She knew that my son didn't tolerate much physical contact.

"Give it to him in twenty minutes, then," she ordered, turning around and sweeping out of the room.

Ugh. Why had I asked for her help again? I wondered as I followed her, leaving Jasper and Alice alone.