A/N: I know it's taken me forever to get this chapter up but I'm hoping you'll find that it's worth it. I've finally got this story to start trudging through into the more interesting parts. The drama will increase tenfold through the next chapters and then comes the Jasper and Bella fight through pain and love! Hope you guys enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 3: Her Guess, His Truth.

She stared up at the house in silence, terror running through her.

I watched her from the shadows of the forest, apprehensive. Her heart was fluttering far too quickly to be considered normal and her breath was coming in little pants. Her hands clung to the fabric of her shirt and she squeezed herself tighter.

Her entire body was shaking violently, just like the Quileute's had. My brow furrowed as I made that comparison. Was it possible that she…? No! She was human. Purely human. I knew that. She had no relation to them at all.

Sure she hung out with them but that didn't mean anything. She was friends with one of them, which would make sense as to why she would be around them. Leave it to Bella to find the next dangerous creatures as soon as the vamps skip town.

I shook my head and focused back on Bella, sending a wave of calm her way, willing her to get back in the truck. Her arms dropped to her sides as her eyes never moved from the house. Her posture relaxed slightly, reducing her trembling to occasional tremors. But her breathing never slowed.

Her determination hit me like lightning and she stepped forward. I groaned silently. She was only supposed to become calm enough to get back in the truck and leave. Not to enter the house of her previous love and his family.

She gritted her teeth and marched up the porch steps angrily. But as soon as she reached the door her steps faltered and she let a little whimper. "C'mon, Bella. Just turn around and walk away," I murmured under my breath.

She unexpectedly spun on the spot, turning to stare at the exact place I was hiding in the trees. I froze, my breath catching. Her head tilted to the side as she searched the shadows. She slowly took one step down. Her mouth opened as though she was going to say something, but then it closed as, with one last searching look, she turned back to the door.

She raised her hand rested it on the doorknob for a moment before taking a deep breath and turning it. The door pushed open silently. She stepped into the house and shut the door quietly behind her, blocking my view.

For several moments I debated with myself, a battle raging in my head. Did I try and get closer to watch her? Or did I remain hidden? She couldn't know I was here. She was already suspicious and I shouldn't add to that. But I was so damn curious! I wanted to know what she was doing inside that house.

In a split second decision I darted towards the back of the house, intending to sneak in through one of the upstairs windows. I climbed the tree outside of Rose and Emmett's room and slid open their window soundlessly. I leapt inside and glided it shut again. I leaned against the wall and listened intently to the sound of her footsteps.

They had stopped but I heard her breathing in the living room, running her fingers over something. I snuck out of the room and carefully started down the stairs. The echo of piano keys reached me as I peeked around the corner when I reached the bottom of the steps. I was surprised to see Bella sitting in front of the piano, her fingers poised over the keys.

Seconds later she began playing. I watched in wonder as her fingers gracefully flew across the keys, pulling each note to the exact length and pitch that it should be. I was even more shocked when I recognized the song. It was Yiruma's River Flows in You. One of the songs that Edward had played to her when she first met the Cullen family.

Why would she be playing that song? When did she even learn how to play? I was so focused on the way her hands fluttered across the keys that all my confusion seemed utterly unimportant at the moment. I drug my eyes away from her fingers and glanced at her face.

Her eyes glistened with unshed tears and for the first time since she had entered the house I could sense her emotions. Every single one of her emotions was laid bare in front of me, but I didn't have the guts to feel them. I couldn't risk revealing myself by tasting her emotions. I didn't know what I would find in them and I didn't want to take that chance.

Her fingers slowed and the piano notes became softer before ending the song softly. She sat there in silence for a moment before rising to her feet. She closed the lid over the keys and stroked her fingers along the sleek black paint as she walked away.

She turned for the stairs and I pulled myself out of her sight, fleeing back up the stairs. I hurried into Carlisle and Esme's room, thinking that she wouldn't enter this room, and left the door open a crack. Just enough for me to see through.

Bella's soft footsteps were muffled as she stepped into the hallway of the third floor. She paused outside of Carlisle's office before shaking her head and crossing over to the room that Alice and I had shared. She pushed open the door and peered inside, leaning against the doorframe.

She stood in silence for several minutes, just watching. For the first time in my entire life I wished that I was a mind reader like Edward. I was dying to know what she was thinking. Sure I could get a basic idea by checking her emotions but I didn't want to chance alerting her to my presence if I made a noise or something.

While I had been contemplating her thoughts she had reached out and pulled the door closed again. She sighed and moved to stand in front of the last door. I watched as one hand rose to rest against the door. A moment later the other one joined it and she pressed her forehead against the wood, breathing deeply.

"I can't do this," she whispered to herself and pushing away from the door. She turned and started back down the hall, opening each door and peering inside before quickly closing it again. She glanced at the door I was hiding behind but shook her head and continued past it, down the stairs.

I listened to her check out the second floor and then begin back down the stairs. I snuck back down the stairs as she padded across the living room, pausing. I peered around the corner and saw her standing in front of the wall covered in our pictures.

She touched the picture of our family, all of us smiling at something Emmett had said. Her face fell and I could imagine why. She had dreamed of being part of this family. She had dreamed about being in that picture, standing next to Edward. But he had taken that away from her.

I watched as she turned and crossed the foyer silently. She pulled open the door and turned to gaze around the house one last time. She carefully observed every single detail, her eyes pausing to rest on the stairs where I was hiding, before continuing their path around the room.

"I know you're here," she murmured. My entire body froze for the umpteenth time that night, my ears straining for any sound of her movement. But she remained frozen at the door, hesitating.

"I know you're here," she repeated, "I don't know why you are. And I don't know why you're hiding from me. But I know you're here." She closed the door and crossed the driveway to her truck. I listened to her climb in and a few seconds later her truck roared to life.

Her truck hauled itself down the long drive and back onto the highway, fading into nothing. I heaved a sigh in relief when she was gone and then gulped. She knew I was here. Bella knew I was here.

What was I gunna do now?

I know this chapter was kinda short but it needed to be stopped here. But the next chapter will be longer. Will Jasper reveal his presence to Bella or will she he continue to sneak around? The more reviews I get, the faster the chapter goes up! Until next time…