This chapter is dedicated to TwilightBabeh09, because my stories dazzle her more than Edward. *winks*

A lot can happen in sixty days.

A person's wounds could almost fully heal. A person could re-bond with their fiance. A person could cave to the world's most adorable pair of puppy eyes and agree to start planning a wedding.

A son could start to trust their estranged father. An ex-lover could write dozens of heartbroken letters and send them a person's way through a neutral police chief.

Did I say dozens?

I meant to say sixty.

"Mama!" Silas shouted to me as he raced into the living room from the kitchen. He bounced into Jasper's lap, extending an envelope my direction. "Mama, you got another letter from Jake. Grandpa said to bring it to you."

I sighed as I took the letter, setting it aside rather than opening it. I didn't need to read it to know what it said, anyway. It would be exactly as the first twenty-four were. In short: 'Paul never meant to hurt you, Bella. Please come back to me, I love you. The guys miss their alpha female. Did you want to know what happened yesterday?'

Yeah, you should get the general idea.

After a brief argument, which I lost, I promised Jasper that I would honor his terms of the new treaty: zero contact between our sides. I knew that insisting to stay friends with Jacob would only cause more fighting. Forcing natural enemies together defied the laws of supernatural physics.

I wanted vampires. I turned my back on werewolves. Plainly and simply, that was just what needed to be done. There was no room for emotional complications to keep causing trouble. Jasper was whom I needed in my life. Jacob would have to deal with that.

Silas tilted his head so he was staring up at Jasper. "Take me to the park!"

Jasper fixed Silas with a rather stern look and invited, "Try that again, young man?"

Silas pouted, amending his demand. "Daddy, can we please go to the park before dinner?"

Before Jasper had a chance to do anything, Alice pranced into the room. She folded herself onto Edward's lap and announced, "We'll take him later. Charlie can come, too."

The plan is engaged. Oh, yes, some plotting had gone on these past few days.

I was a young woman in love. Jasper was a very, very attractive man. I had been having quite the irritating tingles for him lately. Alice knew, of course, and had made it her mission to help me get him alone and… lusty.

"Yay!" Silas cheered, practically beaming. It was not raining too terribly outside today. As long as he wore a spring jacket, he would not get sick.

"Jasper." Edward suddenly broke in, swinging phase two into motion. "You should wash your car today. The amount of mud on that poor thing has got to be some sort of crime."

All eyes glanced at Edward. He shrugged, returning his attention to the book he was trying to read over Alice.

I nudged Jasper's arm. "Silas could help you. You two can bond."

Silas perked, glancing at Alice inconspicuously. She smiled at him. It went unnoticed by Jasper, who was now looking at his car critically through the window.

Silas, his auntie's little helper, tugged on Jasper's shirt collar. He announced, "We can get it done before it gets too dark and make it all shiny!"

Jasper laughed a little bit. "All right, lets go find some soap we can use."

He set Silas on his feet and went into the kitchen. Silas glanced hopefully at Alice. She smiled, giving him an enthusiastic smile and a thumb up. We were using my son for my personal needs, and I was okay with that. Horrible, I know, but why deny the truth?

Besides, everyone was going to win. Silas would be at the park in no more than ten minutes, and then I would have Jasper alone.

Silas leaned against me as we waited. "I had a dream last night, mama."

"Did you?" I asked conversationally. "What about?"

He smiled brightly at me. "I had a dream about Uncle Edward and Seth! They were living together with Alice in Jake's basement, and Seth had Edward's super puppies!"

"Super puppies?" I asked, blinking in confusion. What the hell was that?

He nodded. "Yeah! It's their furry little love child. There was a whole litter of them, though."

Edward looked disgusted, and horrified.

I shook my head and asked, hoping the answer was no, "Silas, do you know what a love child is?"

"Yes!" He cheered. "Alice told me what it meant yesterday! She said they're born when two people that love one another, but aren't married, sleep together and make a baby."

Both Edward and myself glared at Alice. Her eyes widened innocently and she leaned forward, holding her arms out to Silas. He ran over to her, and she smiled. "Hey, buddy, how about we go see if daddy needs help?"

She picked him up and danced out of the room. I shouted after her, "We're going to talk about this later, Alice!" Was she absolutely insane? Why would my five year old possibly need to know that sort of information? He should be under the impression that babies come from a stork, and only to people who are happily married.

Edward smiled gently at me. "It's not her fault, Bella. She doesn't understand much about the theories of children."

"Yeah, I know." I sighed lightly.

I got up from the couch and went into the kitchen. Jasper was supporting Silas on his shoulders. Silas was happily clutching the bucket of soapy water, which was balanced on Jasper's head.

Alice wandered out of the room to find dad for the park. The master plan did not involve washing a car in the rain. What was the point in that?

No, phase three of the master plan was all up to Silas. I had offered him a trade. Dad would take him to the park with Alice and Edward as long as he spilled water on top of Jasper.

As soon as we were outside it was safe to slosh water all over the place. Silas grinned and turned the heavy bucket to the best of his ability. As Alice had foreseen, 85% of it missed the car and spilt over Jasper's shoulders, soaking heavily through his shirt. Minimal amounts splashed Silas's legs.

Silas giggled and dropped the bucket. "Oops. Sorry, daddy. It was too heavy."

Jasper plucked Silas off of him and held him outstretched. I smiled and took him, setting him on his feet and silently nudging him towards Edward. He snickered and darted across the yard, sneaking off to the cruiser.

Jasper looked quite confused and he muttered, "I swear that boy has A.D.D."

I took Jasper's hand and pointed out needlessly, "You're all wet."

"I'm quite aware, thanks." He laughed.

I smiled and led him into the house. I was sure my heart rate had sped up considerably, knowing where I wanted this to head. My cheeks flushed as I tugged him into the house and closed the door.

"I'm dripping all over carpet, Bella." He commented.

I laughed and gently pushed him against the wall. I pressed myself against him and reached up on my toes so that I could kiss him. His arms wrapped around my back. I squirmed a little bit as the cold liquid soaked off of his sleeves and through my shirt. Didn't I ever mention that I hated being wet?

My distain must have sparked off of me, because he instantly let go, and he gave me a tiny push away from him to spare me the discomfort. I felt my stomach knot with excitement and apprehension as I closed the distance he had put between us.

I slid my hands under his shirt, my fingers admiring his soft, cold body; and I whispered huskily, "Why don't we just take this off and solve that problem?"

I felt the desire inside of me skyrocket violently when Jasper obediently pulled off his shirt and dropped it carelessly onto the floor. I'd never get tired of seeing him half naked. Today, for a while now, I wanted more than that. I shamelessly admitted to myself that I wanted Jasper so badly...

The powerful waves of my lust, mixing with some of his own I'd hope, affected him fast. His eyes were the darkest shade of gold I'd ever seen them before, and my knee brushing against his pants had alerted me to the fact that he was quite aroused.

"Bella," he whispered in a throaty tone that made me swoon where I stood. "Are you trying to seduce me?"

I was too swept up in the heat of the moment to pretend to be coy. He'd see right through me, anyway. I honestly and brazenly answered, "Most definitely."

I was unable to read his expression, but his eyes said more than his face ever could have. They were smoldering with such a fire you'd think he was trying to burn right through me. His thumb brushed my neck, making me shiver.

"You could die." He whispered after a while. I heard both terror and despair tingeing his serious tone. He was worried about this.

I didn't worry. Not even slightly. Even if I had not, despite my supreme embarrassment, asked Alice to check ahead and see if I would be endangered; I trusted that Jasper would never let me get hurt. He had asked for my faith twice now since we'd been together. This was the ultimate test, wasn't it?

"Don't be afraid, Jasper." I reassured him in a soft voice. I felt myself bubbling with love and trust as I confidently declared, "You won't hurt me. I know you won't."

He hesitated for a long second, just looking hopelessly into my eyes. I don't know what it is he may have seen there, but after a second his body relaxed and all the anxiety drained away from his face.

He took my hand in his, his grip incredibly gentle, and decided, "Let's go upstairs."