Not too happy with this chapter but wanted to update for you.

Jasper POV

I looked around the room, listening. Not a sound. I heard nothing.

Smiling softly, I swung my legs around and carefully let my bare feet touch the floor, trying not to be loud.

Not that it mattered. The house seemed to be empty. I wondered where they'd all gone.

But that didn't matter either. I was getting up today if I could. I'd had to wait for them all to be busy or whatever, because they wouldn't let me.

Rising unsteadily, I used the dresser for support and clutched at the wall as I limped my way to the door. I was very wobbly, barely able to manage it. So of course the stairs presented a problem.

I tried my best. I did. But they were too much of a challenge for me and I went down almost instantly. I rolled to the bottom of the stairs and lay there in a daze, trying to ignore the pain in my ribs. Great. Now I'd be in huge trouble when someone found me.

I drifted in and out of consciousness for a bit. I woke up suddenly when I heard Edward exclaim, "Jasper!" and he lifted me in his arms, rushing me upstairs.

My head hung limply over his arm. He held me gingerly, so as not to hurt me, laying me down on my bed.

"What were you thinking?" he asked me, sighing. "I thought you knew not to get up."

I couldn't speak. I mumbled something that even I couldn't understand. Edward wasn't paying attention to me anyway. He ripped off my shirt and his cold hands were on my torso, bending over me. I gasped at the cool touch on my hot skin.

"Jasper, you've broken two ribs. You fool. Why did you do that?"

I tuned him out, closing my eyes, and drifted in and out again. It was hours before I heard other voices. They were home. Great…

"Jasper!" Alice screamed, running to me. My eyes snapped open.

"He's fine, Alice, calm down. I took care of him."

She ignored him and moved my head and shoulders to her lap. "Jasper…"

"I'm okay, Alice," I managed to murmur. "Just a lil accident."

Edward's tone was severe. "Your mate thought it acceptable to wait until no one was here, and then tries to walk by himself."

Alice inhaled sharply. "Jasper!"

I scowled at Edward resentfully. Now I was regaining a little strength, enough to speak.

"Don't you look at him like that, Jazz," Alice warned me.

I shut my eyes again, feeling annoyed.

Of course, the minute Carlisle found out, he ordered that I was to be watched at all times and was not to be left alone again after this stunt. I was sulky.

And I was confined to bed rest again. Joy. I slept most of the day with Alice clutching me.

As the day wore on, my fever rose and my ribs ached. Carlisle was worried.

"Lydia," I moaned, and thrashed feebly. Where was she?

"Jasper, it's me, your Alice."

"Lydia? Violet?" I called out.

"Jasper," she wept. "Please stop."

I fell silent. I didn't want to hurt her. Alice. Alice was important, if nothing else was. I was drowsy again, and confused. I still wanted to know where my sisters were.

"Emmett," I said instead. "I want Emmett."

Instantly, she sat up, laying me down gently. "Em!"

He appeared in the doorway, grinning at her softly. "You called?" His voice was quiet.

"Jasper wants you."

Emmett went to me. "Yeah, Jazz. What is it?"

I looked up at him. "I'm bored."

"Dude, what do you want me to do about that?" He looked at me quizzically.

"Play chess with me."

"No, Jasper. Absolutely not," Alice said. "You have to lie down and I'm not letting you sit up. No chess right now."

I sighed. I did not like being coddled. No. I did not like it one bit.

"But Alice…"

"No!"

Sighing, I settled back onto the bed. Emmett sat in the corner, in the rocking chair.

"Alice?" I asked.

"Yes, baby."

"Can I get up?"

"No."

I sighed again.

"Aw, let him get up."

"No, Em!" she snapped. "You can just shut up."

"I need a shower, Ali," I coaxed.

Her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Why?"

"Because I haven't had one in days and I'm gross."

Alice groaned. "Fine. But I have to help you."

"I know."

She helped me out of bed and toward the bathroom, taking me one shuffling step at a time.

I had not realized that agony would rip through my torso when I walked. "Oh!"

"Jasper?" She stopped us and turned, checking me all over for injuries. "What's wrong?"

"My broken ribs hurt…" I whispered. "That's all."

Alice frowned. "Do you want to wait and shower later?"

"No." I shook my head.

She put me in the shower and washed me off gently. It was caring and not at all sexual. Just what I needed right now.

Afterwards, she carefully tucked me back in bed and sent Emmett out.

She hummed me a lullaby and sang me to sleep.

Oh, Alice.. I thought as my eyes closed. What will you do if I die?