Note: Picks up where it last left off. Let me know what you think! Thanks : ) Also, thanks for all of those that reviewed and faved.

Jasper left Rosalie per her request, and joined Alice in their room.

Alice was staring out into space. He knew what that meant. A vision was clouding her thoughts and her eyes. "I think the two of them are about to make a huge mistake," She whispered so quietly Jasper could barely hear her even with his acute hearing. Slowly, Jasper lowered himself next to Alice. His hand gently held onto hers. Alice's face jerked, snapping her out of her vision. Although he hoped for a smile, her worried look prevailed.

He couldn't imagine it. Fighting with Alice like Emmett just did with Rosalie. Then again their relationships were completely different. Alice and Jasper only had disagreements. And very small ones. Rosalie and Emmett seemed to live on arguments. Arguments that usually followed along with loud noises of lovemaking coming from their room. Maybe this was just another fight. Just another argument. But feeling the emotions in the room like he did, he wasn't sure he could be that optimistic. "I'll talk to him. Make him see reason."

Alice nodded giving him a chaste kiss on the mouth. "Promise me that we'll never let anything tear us apart?" She asked vulnerability in her eyes.

"Never," Jasper quickly agreed. Although he was given a hint of what Alice might have seen, he couldn't comprehend it. Rosalie and Emmett apart? It didn't seem possible to him. The two were inseparable since they met them. Who could put up with Rosalie's vanity like Emmett? And who could put up with Emmett's insufferable immaturity like Rosalie? Yes, Jasper would have to talk to him. If they two of them fell apart, not only would they be hurt, but the whole family would be weaker. Jasper kissed Alice again, this time with a little more weight behind it, convincing his wife of his love.

When they parted, she gave him a soft smile and nodded. Seconds later, he was out the door. Jasper slid his hands into his pockets, and his nose tried to pick up the scent of his brother. He found it rather quickly. Emmett was by the creek in the woods. Only a mile in from the Cullen's household. A minute's walk for a vampire.

Emmett Cullen was throwing small rocks into the stream. Trying to have them skip across the surface, no doubt. But his strength was a liability. Instead of skipping, the rocks sunk down deep into the creek with a loud "plunck." Jasper didn't need to see his face to tell what his brother was thinking and feeling. A cloud almost seemed to be around him. He was confused and upset. Even angry. Whatever he passed between Rosalie and himself wasn't a simple fight over the remote. Jasper had never seen such strong emotions from Emmett.

"Figured one of you would come down," Emmett muttered his next rock skipping the creek totally and landing on a bush nearby. It was how it always was. When there was a fight, usually between siblings, the two fighters would separate. Then the rest of the family would slowly descend to talk to them and break them down until the two made up. Emmett expected it. "We all have to play damage control. Is Esme talking to Rose now?"

Jasper shrugged. "Don't know."

Emmett chuckled to himself. "I'm always surprised that they send you. No offense, Jasper. You know I love the shit out of you, but you're not the most talkative," He pointed out looking over his shoulder and smirking. But the smirk wasn't easy. It was almost forced.

"I get to the point," Jasper pointed out to him knowing what he meant. Esme and Alice would want to talk it out with him first. Bella too. Maybe even Carlisle and Edward. But there was an ease between Jasper and Emmett. From day one they fell into brother's territory. And even best friend territory. Maybe that's why he got through to him usually. "What did she say to you?"

Emmett's smirk was almost authentic for a moment until he had to explain. "She wanted us to get a surrogate."

It took him a few moments. Jasper's mind wasn't in tune like theirs was, but slowly it became clear. And even for Jasper, you could see shock on his face. "I…I never thought…and you refused?" He questioned eyeing him carefully.

"Course I did!" Emmett exclaimed almost like he was offended at the suggestion that he would give in. "I wouldn't want some poor woman to die like that. Become one of us. Carlisle hates changing any of us as it is. Bella we had a good reason, but you should have heard the fights they had when they turned me. And I was bleeding on the floor…" He paused trying to hold down his anger. The last thing he needed was Jasper feeling nauseous because of it. "And you know the worst thing…the more I think about it…the more I think of it as a possibility."

Jasper's usually unreadable lips turned into a frown. "You…you can't be thinking that."

"I am. Hence I am out here, feeling the need to pound my face into that tree over there until I get some sort of clue," Emmett almost shouted, his hands in tight fists now. If he was human, they would be paper white from the strength and pressure.

Now Jasper understood that the anger from Emmett wasn't necessarily at Rosalie. It was at himself for believing this was an option. And despite his straight to the point attitude, Jasper had no idea what he could say or do that would fix all of this. "You simply can't let yourself think of it any longer."

"That's easy for you. You aren't married to Rose," Emmett laughed harshly. "I love Rose. You know that. The world knows that. But she cannot let go of anything. She's still hating a man who swore to marry her and then raped her. Hating him after he's been dead, by her own hand, for years. And she's always wanted a child since her friend had one. Now her friend is long dead and buried. The child too. But that's why she saved me. I looked like that child. And now, all of these years later, she still wants a kid. It doesn't matter if I say no, Jasper. She will still hold onto this. Now that she found a way…a way that…could work."

Emmett paused and shook his head as if he would remove the thoughts from the movement. "It couldn't work. For us, yeah, but not for whoever we'd…but I'm terrified Jasper. She's found a way. She'll do it. With or without me." Emmett's eyes almost seemed to turn black when he added, "What if she finds someone else?"

Quickly, Jasper returned, "She wouldn't do that." Just as Emmett admitted he was in love with her, Jasper knew that she would do the same for him.

"You don't know. How badly she wants children. There are days when I know, she would trade me for a child in a moment," Emmett said snapping his fingers to show that moment. It came and gone. And Emmett would be alone. "I can't live without her Jasper. It's not an option."

"So ruining a woman's life is? Either through killing her or through forcing this life on her?" Jasper asked, reason seeping through his words. The only problem with this was that Emmett was never fond of reason. He was ruled by his emotions and by his gut. Rosalie had a hold on him. It could ruin him one day. "You have Renessme. She is a niece to us all. I know that she's not your own child, but she could be enough."

Emmett let out a snort. "Jazz. I love Nessie. So does Rose. But she would never be able to replace our own child. I guess you've never wanted that. So you wouldn't know." It was the truth as sour as it seemed. Jasper had never thought of having children of his own. And Alice didn't remember a moment from her previous life when children were possible for her. All they needed was each other. Yet, Emmett and Rosalie needed more.

Jasper stepped closer to his brother. "Wait then. A few years. Start your own coven. Just like Esme and Carlisle did. Have your own children."

"Do you even listen? Jasper it's not the same," Emmett practically growled. Frustrated. "Haven't you ever looked at Alice and wondered what they could look like? I have." Emmett's facial features softened for a moment as his eyes looked out beyond Jasper at nothing. "Constantly I think about it. How she would have to have Rosalie's eyes. Soft but demanding. And maybe she would have her curls, but they would be dark like mine. Or maybe he would have my scruffiness, but bright blonde hair. A beautiful face like her…my nose…Jasper that's not something that you can find elsewhere. And maybe if we can't have exactly that, then maybe…maybe we can compromise."

That was it. Jasper felt a shift inside of Emmett. Perhaps, right now, the crazy idea didn't seem so crazy any longer to his brother.

"But what about the woman?" Jasper asked quietly.

Emmett looked to Jasper wondering if his friend was giving him his blessing. Seeing the slight look of distaste on his face told him he was wrong. "We can make arrangements. This life isn't so horrible Jasper."

"What will Carlisle say, Emmett?" A seep of desperation slipping through Jasper's words. He knew he was losing his brother. "At least take some time to think about it. Talk about it with the family. As much as it is your decision it is also ours. As a family."

Emmett snorted. "I think that might be the most I've ever heard you say, Jazz…" He was back to his old ways. Jokes and sarcasm. A bad sign.

"Emmett…please," Jasper begged now quietly and humbly. But the choice was already made. Jasper knew it. There was a calm setting in Emmett's bones that had nothing to do with his brother's powers.

The larger man patted the small on the shoulder. "We'll be careful, Jasper. I…I can't…if there is an opportunity, we're gonna grab it. I don't want to live my life without Rosalie. Or our child." With that, Emmett walked away resolved.

Jasper simply watched him leave, horrified of what Rosalie and Emmett were about to do. And what it would mean for them. For the woman. For the family. For vampires. Another child like Renessme. What would stop the Volturi from coming again? Ripping them apart this time? Perhaps the child would have no gifts like Edward's. No gift that would dazzle Aro. There were too many possibilities. And none of them were joyous ones.