Thanks to everyone who reviewed, fav'd or alerted the story. Much appreciated. Now, all of you wanted to hear from Jasper so viola! It's here. There were always questions about Emmett and Rosalie and I assure you, the make their appearance in this chapter. Hope you like the next chapter. Enjoy.

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Chapter 3

In the Mind of the Beast

Jasper

"Mr. Whitlock?" My new assistant, Nikki, paged. "There's an Edward Cullen on line two. He says it's important."

I didn't know any Edward Cullen. It could have been a new client so I decided to take it. "Thanks Nikki." I picked up the phone. "Jasper Whitlock. What can I do for you Mr. Cullen?"

"I wanted to let you know you have a daughter." The line went dead shortly after and I sat staring at the phone.

I had a daughter. Bella must have just given birth. "Nikki, cancel all my meetings today." I called. "I have somewhere to be." I grabbed my jacket from the back of my chair and left.

"Yes Mr. Whitlock."

I left the building and drove all the way to the hospital, unsure of what I was going to do when I got there. When I did, I hesitated outside, unsure of what I was doing. "Are you coming in, son?" a security guard asked. I was startled by his sudden appearance.

"Yes." I walked inside and hesitated yet again. I know I told Bella that I didn't want any part of this baby's life, but the fact of the matter was, she was still my child. I walked to the information desk. "Excuse me, can you tell me where the maternity ward is?"

"Sure." The woman smiled. "It's on the fifth floor."

I nodded my thanks and walked to the elevator. I didn't know what I was going to do. Should I say something to Bella? What was I doing here?

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor and I got out. Unsure, I walked down the hallway, when I came upon the nursery. I stopped and looked inside. A nurse was walking around, checking on the babies. I looked at each of the names on the bassinets and immediately found the one I was looking for.

Baby Girl Swan.

I swallowed and stared at her—I couldn't quite think of her as my daughter just yet—for a while. The nurse wasn't fazed by my presence. The nurses must be used to people coming around here. The baby was sleeping, her little hands clutching the air. She looked absolutely perfect. Her cheeks were plump, her lips red. I was surprised to find she had my nose.

"It's amazing, isn't it?" A soft voice said from beside me.

I turned around and looked at the woman. Her stunning blond hair was done in a complicated looking braid, her vibrant green eyes soft.

"Yes." I said, turning back. "It is."

"Are one of these yours?"

I looked down at my hands. "No."

She frowned. "Then why are you here?"

"Someone I know had a baby." I said, sticking to the partial truth. "I haven't seen her in a while."

She nodded her head in acknowledgement. "I understand."

"I should go. I have to get back to work." I glanced back at Bella's baby, surprised to find her eyes open. I swallowed when I saw she had Bella's eyes. Jerking away, I left the hospital as quickly as possible.

OOO

I was exhausted when I got home. I was under a huge strain from work and having seen Bella's daughter, I was unable to concentrate on anything else.

The smell of spices reached my nose when I walked inside. Alice was standing at the counter, reading a fashion magazine. "Hello sweetheart." I kissed her on the cheek and poured a glass of whisky into a glass. "Did you cook?"

"Of course not!" she laughed. "Do I seem like the type of person who cooks?"

I forced a smile. "How silly of me to forget,"

"I ordered Indian food from that place downtown. I went there with a couple of girlfriends and absolutely loved it."

"I can't wait to try it." We sat in the dining room and ate in silence. "So, how was your day?"

"It was fabulous." She smiled. "I got some sketches done for my new fall line."

"That's great."

"Oh, Charlotte called this afternoon." She said distastefully. "She wants you to call her back."

"Thanks." It was well known that my mother disliked Alice. The feeling, I knew, was mutual. While my mother had nothing against her, she just didn't like our relationship. My mother was convinced Alice was only after me for the money my family had. Truthfully, my mother didn't like any of the women I brought home. Because the Whitlock family is so well known, we are often publicized everywhere. Neither of my parents liked the way I go through women. It seems like every couple of weeks, I've had a new girlfriend. To be honest, Alice is the only woman I've actually been with longer than three months.

"Jasper, why doesn't your mother like me?" Alice pouted.

"She does like you." I lied. "She's just convinced no one is good enough for me. It will take some time for her to accept you."

She sighed. "Well, whatever." She pushed away her empty plate and stood up. "I'm going to take a bubble bath. I need to relax." She looked at me slyly. "Would you care to join me?"

I looked down at my half-eaten food. "Not tonight." I said. "I have some work to finish."

"You always have work."

"My work is important Alice."

She huffed. "Fine," she walked to the bedroom and I stared out the window, thoughts immediately moving towards a memory of Bella.

The first thing I heard walking into my apartment was the sound of Aerosmith's I Don't Want to Miss a Thing playing. "Mm, something smells delicious." I put my keys on the table by the door and followed the smell to the kitchen.

Bella was standing by the stove, wearing one of my button-down shirts over a pair of black leggings. I leaned against the doorframe, crossing my arms as I watched Bella dance and sing to the song as she stirred whatever was in the pan. Her hair was pulled back into a messy bun, tendrils of lose strands falling across her face.

She looked so beautiful and free, unlike anything I've ever seen before.

"Is dinner almost done?"

She shrieked and swung around, losing her footing and falling on the ground with a thump. The surprised look on her face made me burst into laughter. She was too cute.

"Are you okay?" I helped her stand and pressed my forehead against hers.

"You scared the crap outta me." She scowled. "How long have you been standing there?"

"Not long." I lied. "You just looked like you were having fun. I didn't want to spoil it."

She leaned up and kissed me. She was becoming bolder and I liked it. "Dinner smells delicious." I said, pulling away. "What are we having?"

"Italian." She said breathlessly.

"Mm, I love Italian." I nibbled her earlobe gently, smiling inwardly at the shudder that ran through her. "It's been a long time since I had real food."

She smiled and pulled away. "That's your own fault. If you took Charlotte up on her offer, you wouldn't have to resort to all that takeout."

I chuckled and pulled the wine out, pouring her a glass. "That may be so, but—"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence Jasper Whitlock."

Sometimes she was so much like my mother it was terrifying. "Yes ma'am." I mock saluted and smiled when she laughed.

Such a beautiful laugh...

"Jasper?"

I pulled away from the memory at the sound of my name. My housekeeper Maria stood beside me, looking at me with concern.

"Are you alright, Jasper?"

"Yes, Maria. I'm fine."

She smiled and ran a hand through my hair. Maria has been my family's housekeeper since I was a kid. She was in her late sixties now but she had yet to retire. I think she was hoping I would finally settle down so she wouldn't have to worry about me so much. Maria had taken on the role of my second mother as I was growing up. When my own mother was gone, Maria was always there to take her temporary place.

"Would you like me to clean up so you can relax?"

"No, thank you. Why don't you take the rest of the night off? I could use some time to think."

"If you're sure." She kissed my cheek and ruffled my hair, reminding me of when I was a boy. "Have a good night, sweetheart."

"Goodnight, Maria."

I cleaned the table of dishes and put them in the sink, rinsing them off.

Bella was the only good thing I had in my life. She was the reason I got up in the morning. Those beautiful doe eyes, the complete and honest love that shone in her eyes when she saw me. She was always so modest, never wanting anything more than what she earned herself.

I often wondered if leaving her was the right thing.

My life has never been easy. Bringing Bella into this life was not what I wanted. I didn't want to corrupt her. She was so innocent. I would never willingly admit this to her but she would never belong in my social circle. She didn't live by the same expectations I have my entire life. She would flounder and I didn't want that to happen to her.

Upon hearing she was pregnant, I didn't know what to think. I cringed, remembering how I told her to have an abortion. She was right in doing everything she did. It didn't surprise anyone when they learned Bella had quit. My father, however, was outraged at the turn of events. It was no secret my father adored her. I'm sure he would have cut off my balls if my mother hadn't stopped him. How would they feel when they learn they have a grandchild? I flinched, just thinking about it.

I just had to ignore the fact that Bella had my child. I had to forget Isabella Swan and everything we used to have.

Bella

I was ready to go home. I had only been there for a day and already I was sick of looking at the walls. I wanted to sleep in my own bed again. When Dr. Winters finally told me I was being discharged, I was ecstatic.

The day before I was being discharged, I was holding Georgina, unable to put her down. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She had tufts of honey blond hair and besides her little nose; she looked more like me, which was a relief.

Edward was sitting in the chair beside the bed, watching as I held her. She was sleeping, having just finished feeding.

The door was thrown open and a tall, burly man entered the room with a scowl on his face. "Isabella Marie Swan! Why did I have to hear from Dad that you had a baby?"

I glanced over at Edward, who was staring wide-eyed at him.

"Hello to you too, Emmett." I said in annoyance. Georgina woke from her nap and started crying at the sudden noise. I rocked her and held her close, rubbing her back gently as I cooed at her. "Shhh, it's okay, sweetheart. Everything's okay." I kissed her chubby cheeks and wiped the tears. Thankfully, it didn't take long before she fell back asleep.

"So it is true! I thought Dad was just pulling me leg."

"Of course it's true. Dad would never joke about something like that."

"Okay, then why didn't you call me and tell me? My baby sister had a baby and didn't bother telling me?"

"I'm sorry, Emmett. I just didn't want to bother you. I knew you were having a good time and I didn't want to bring you home any sooner than I had to."

"In other words, you didn't want me to come home so I wouldn't beat the guy who abandoned my sister and niece to a bloody pulp?"

"Emmett," Edward warned. "Would you mind watching what you say? There is a baby in the room."

"She's sleeping."

"Doesn't matter." I said.

He huffed and nodded, crossing his arms. Someone cleared their throat and Emmett swung around, a guilty look on his face. "Sorry Rosie." He pulled the woman out from behind him and smiled widely. "Bella, I'd like you to meet my fiancée. Rosalie Hale."

I blinked and looked at Edward. "Fiancée?"

"Yeah! We met in Rome when I spilled my espresso on her." He grinned widely and I didn't need to ask whether it was an accident or on purpose. Knowing him, it was on purpose. "She's a supermodel."

"How the hell did Emmett wind up with a supermodel?" Edward grumbled.

"Dude!"

I laughed. "Do you want to hold your niece, big brother?"

A look of terror crossed his face and he shook his head. "No way! I don't want to hurt her."

"So you're going to wait until she's older till you hold her?" Edward laughed. "Wait until you have your own kids."

"Would it be alright if I hold her?" Rosalie asked.

I bit my lip and nodded. She was going to be my sister-in-law soon so I may as well get to know her. "So, what did you name the little rascal?"

"Georgina," I said.

"Does Dad know?"

I smiled and shook my head. "Not yet. I wanted to surprise him." I named Georgina after my great-grandmother. She was Dad's favourite grandmother and he was heartbroken when she died. I remembering meeting her once, but Emmett and I were young. She died before I had the chance to grasp her importance to him.

"Does Dad know she's here?"

"Yeah." Edward said, standing up. "I called him the day she was born. I also called my parents to let them know as well."

"I'm surprised they haven't come yet."

"Oh, trust me. They will."

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