DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY OF

S. MEYER'S CHARACTERS… UNFORTUNATELY.

I JUST PLAY WITH THEM.

Blood In The Snow Chapter 12

Previously:

What a mess.

EPOV

Soft, early morning light is filtering through the trees outside our bedroom window. Hmmm… that must be what woke me. Stretching, my fingertips brush across Jasper's chest. I love to watch him sleep. He looks so innocent and peaceful. Gently, I stroke my fingertips down his cheek, smiling as his face scrunches up a bit and then relaxes with a soft sigh. I'd better get up before I wake him. He needs to sleep some more. Last night was a rough one… nightmares, all night. I was finally able to get him calmed down and peacefully sleeping around 5 am. Obviously, the idea of a 'dirty cop' betraying him and his parents was eating away at him. The blood curdling screams had jerked me awake several times last night.

Flashback

Oof! Something hit me hard, right in the middle of my chest. I jerk awake, sitting up, searching for the attacker.

"No! No… oh god…no…please…". Jasper's head is whipping back and forth, his arms flailing as if to fight off his attacker or attackers. His entire body is trembling and covered in a layer of cold sweat. His eyes dart underneath tightly closed eyelids.

Carefully, I wrap my arms and body around him, murmuring soothing words. "Easy, Jasper. You're safe. I have you. Wake up, love." My lips gently whisper across the soft stubble on his jaw.

After a few minutes, he stills. Slowly he opens one eye to peek at me. Relief washes across his face and then quickly followed by embarrassment, then sorrow. His beautiful blue eyes fill with tears as he burrows his face into my chest.

I hold him tight as he sobs, softly kissing the top of his head. "Let it out, love." I encourage him to release the hurt. "I love you, Jasper." kiss " I'm here for you." kiss "Oh, my love... I'm so sorry" kiss.

End Flashback

Each time the nightmares consumed him, I would hold him close, whispering to him and gently kissing him. It would take anywhere from five minutes to twenty minutes to get him calmed down enough to realize he was safe and to recover enough to tell me about the dreams. They were pretty much the same thing, just in different intensities. They start out with the house fire, progress on to the torture and depending on how quickly I was able to wake him, he'd relive the realization of his parents' death. I knew what had triggered those dreams. That article and the possibility of being sold out by someone sworn to protect. Damn! I wish I'd never shown him that article. After our loving, I had thought we'd have a quiet night. At least I hoped we would.

Lost in my thoughts, I jumped when a warm hand crept across my stomach and down to wrap around my cock.

"Morning, Edward", Jasper mumbled sleepily. "Mmmmm… you feel so good." He stroked my straining and leaking cock.

My hips pushed into his hand, begging for more. "Ahhhh… Jasper. So good. More… please." Groaning, I rolled over to face him, reaching for him. He moaned as I slid my hand inside his sleep pants and took him in hand, gently squeezing the shaft, my fingers reaching for the slit and the drops of pre-cum waiting there.

Jasper groaned as I spread the pre-cum around the head, getting it all slick. "Oh… Ed… Edward… god… so good." His hips thrust up into my grip, begging for more.

Pulling away, I shifted my body around; kissing my way down across his collarbone, tongue trailing along his abs to his stomach and the trail of hair leading to his glorious cock. Jasper's shivered and twitched as I devoured him, his hips rising, begging for my mouth to finally reach his throbbing shaft.

"Awwwwww…love, please… please." Jasper gasped breathlessly.

Smirking, I teased him with my tongue, taking a languorous swipe from the base all the way to the tip. Damn, he tastes so good. I had to have more. Pointing my tongue, I slipped it into his slit, lapping up the nectar collecting there. He let out a scream, arching his back up, pressing him into me.

"Oh… oh… " He was so aroused, he couldn't put together a complete thought. Grinning to myself, I wondered if he could even think straight.

All coherent thought left me as I suddenly felt his warm mouth encase my cock. I nearly choked on him as he worked me over. I took him deep in my mouth, tongue swirling, tasting. Pulling him further… into my throat, I swallowed around the head, eliciting a muffled moan from him that sent shock waves flooding throughout my entire body. I'm not gonna last long if he keeps that up. His hips begin to thrust. I can tell he's trying not to thrust too hard. I suck him, hollowing my cheeks as I slide up, wrapping my tongue around his head. Pulling off, I look up at him as he groans in frustration.

"Baby… fuck my mouth."

He looks down at me, with my throbbing cock deep in his throat, as if to be sure I mean it.

"Yes, baby… please… fuck my mouth."

Sliding him back into my mouth, I suck him hard. His hips begin to slowly thrust. I still and feel his hand gripping my hair as he thrusts harder. His mouth stills, but he doesn't take his mouth off me, his tongue slowly sweeping across my sensitive head, almost in time with his thrusting. I can tell he's not far from his orgasm as I feel his balls tighten and draw up closer to his body. I hum around him and as he hits the back of my throat I swallow repeatedly, my throat squeezing him. He lets out a scream, thrusting deeper and I can feel him shooting streams of cum down my throat. Swallowing as fast as I can, I capture every drop, lapping my way up; making sure to clean him off. His body is trembling as he slowly comes down from his high.

Resting my head on his thigh, I can feel him relaxing. Then, he sucks my cock hard. "Ah… Jasper!" I scream out. He bobs his head up and down, working my cock over with his mouth and tongue… occasionally using his teeth, gently on the shaft. My eyes rolled back in my head as the heat begins to build in my stomach. My hips twitch in rhythm to his ministrations. I won't be able to hold off for very long. My fingers tangle in his hair. Panting and moaning, I am quickly losing it. "Ahhhh… Jasper! I'm gonna… gonna…" With a low growl that escalates into a scream, I feel my cum spurting down his throat as he swallows every drop. My whole body shakes as I ride out my high. Jasper keeps stroking me, murmuring soft words of love.

"So sweet… you taste so good. I love you, Edward."

I moved back up next to him, taking his lips with mine, tasting myself on him. He pulls me tight to him, swirling his tongue with mine. Breaking the kiss so we could breathe, I rest my forehead on his, eyes closed, content.

We settle down in bed, snuggling close to each other, sated. As I drift off to sleep, I know I can never lose this man. I need him in my life, now and forever.

JPOV

Flames… screaming. Who's screaming? Looking around, I can see a house in flames. What house is that? Dread builds in my gut. I should KNOW whose house this is. Then I realize… it's mine! My parents are inside… oh god. I try to run to the house to get them out, but something, someone is holding me back. I try to fight them, but I can't get free. My mouth opens to scream at them… but no one is there. I'm tied up. Something is wrapped around my body, stopping me from saving them. Gasping and struggling, I look down to see what has me contained… cloth. ? Sheets. Sheets? Looking around me, I realize I am lying on a bed, tangled in the sheet. Oh god. It was a dream. A horrible nightmare. Tears pour down my cheeks. Burying my face in the pillow, I let the sobs take over.

Slowly, I become aware of strong arms wrapping around me, soft words of love whispering in my ear. "Oh, baby… I'm here." His soft lips caress that sensitive spot behind my ear. "I love you, Jasper. It will be okay… we'll get them and make them pay. I promise."

Turning, I bury my face in Edward's chest. His warm scent fills my senses and my tears begin to slow. Edward makes me feel safe when I'm in his arms.

"Baby?" He pulls back just enough to see my face. "Are you all right?"

"Yeah…" sniffling, I wipe the tears from my eyes.

His fingers lightly brush across my forehead as he moves the hair from my eyes. He stokes down my cheek, gently caressing. Leaning in closer, his lips brush mine, his tongue peeking out to run along my bottom lip. Sighing, I part my lips, granting him entrance. Edward softly caresses my mouth, tongues gently stroking mine. It is soothing, loving. Pulling away, he rests his forehead against mine, gazing into my eyes. I can see his love shining in his beautiful green eyes.

"Are you okay, baby?"

"Yeah. Just another bad dream."

"I'm sorry I wasn't here to stop it in time. I was going to surprise you with breakfast in bed. I heard the screams…"

"You can't be with me twenty-fours hours a day. I've just got to get through this…"

"I know, baby." He kisses the tip of my nose. "But I just hate to see you hurting so much."

Smiling at him, I kiss him lightly on the lips. "It's getting better, love… thanks to you." Sitting up, I run my fingers along his jaw line, feeling the morning stubble against my fingertips. "Did I hear something about breakfast?" My stomach growled as I spoke.

Edward burst out laughing. "Yup. I think we'd better get downstairs and get that monster fed."

After taking care of my morning routine, and getting dressed, I joined Edward at the kitchen bar, where he had breakfast waiting… sausage, eggs, hash browns, toast, orange juice, and coffee.

"This looks really good!" I slid on to the bar stool next to him, nudging his shoulder with mine. "You must be really hungry!" I snickered.

He grinned back at me. "Yeah… and just whose stomach was making enough noise to wake the dead?"

"Yeah, yeah" I laughed, shaking my head at him.

After we finished eating and cleaning up the kitchen, we went into the living room. Edward sat down on the couch and pulled me into his lap. "Baby, do you want to do anything about that newscast? I mean…" He paused for a minute. "I know you want Aro and his people to pay for what they did to your parents and to you."

Sighing, I buried my face in the side of his neck, breathing him in, as I thought about his question. Do I want to get back involved? If they find out I'm alive, they'll come for me… they would hurt Edward. Could we really be safe here? Who can I trust in the police departments?

"Baby?" Edward pulled me away from him, looking deep into my eyes. "Baby, we will do whatever you want. We can stay here and not tell anyone you're here. We never have to leave here, if you don't want to."

I could feel his deep concern for me, but most of all, I could see love for me shining in his eyes.

"I don't know. Part of me wants to fly to Chicago, walk into Aro's office and blow his head off. But, I don't have a death wish, so I guess that idea is out."

"Thank god."

"I would like to talk to Jacob, though."

"The cop you gave the evidence to?" I nodded. "But, Jasper, how do you now that he's not the one who sold you out?"

I could tell he was scared, but I just couldn't believe that Jacob would do that. It has to be someone else. "I've known him since high school. He was as close to family as you can get. He's always been straight as an arrow."

"So many things could have happened to change him, that you don't know about. Baby, I don't want to risk you…" His arms tightened around me and I could hear his breathing speed up.

"Love… I just know." I kissed him gently. "I know there's no way to be one hundred percent sure of anything or anyone, but Jacob comes the closest to an absolute that I know." I kissed him again. "If I wasn't so sure, I'd never risk it or us…or you."

We sat in silence, each with our thoughts, for a while. Finally, Edward groaned, pulled me tighter to him, capturing my lips with his. He moved his lips across my cheek and up to my forehead; feather light kisses peppering my skin.

Resting his forehead to mine, he sighed deeply before speaking. "Baby, if you're sure…"

"I am."

"Then, I guess we need to call Jacob."

We decide to go up to the study to make the call. Edward wants to record the call… just in case. I sit behind the desk, with him next to me, staring at the telephone. Am I making the right decision? Yes. Jacob would never betray me like this. I know him. Looking over at Edward, I can see, behind the support, the abject fear and worry in his eyes.

"Love, I'm sure Jacob is clean. I just know it." I try to reassure him.

"I believe you believe it… I just pray that you are right. I couldn't stand to lose you. I just found you." Pulling me into his arms, he holds me tight and I can feel him trembling.

"I'm not going anywhere. He's clean, I know he is."

Moving back, Edward settled back in his chair next to me. "Okay, baby, you know the man. Let's get this call done."

Using my cell phone, I dialed all but the last number, then looked over at Edward, raising my eyebrows. He nods and I press the last digit. After three rings, someone answers.

"Black."

I pause for a heartbeat. "Jacob… its Jasper."

For thirty seconds there is dead silence. At first I thought I'd lost the connection. Then…

"Jasper? Jasper! Hot damn! You're alive!"

UNKNOWN POV

I slowly pulled Black's door the rest of the way shut and hurried down the hallway to the stairs. I had to make a call… now.

The phone rang twice, then a male voice answered. "Yeah?"

"Whitlock's alive."

AN:

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