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Amazing Achievements

Part Thirteen

8 September – Jasper's POV

"Emmett," I grumbled into the phone. He was my five going-on several decades old brother. "I cannot go treasure hunting with you. I don't care if you had Edward hide the treasure well. I have to go into work today. I'm sorry to burst your simple-minded bubble, but this is the life of an adult." I knew I sounded harsh, but sometimes I couldn't take his over active enthusiasm.

"How long are you going to babysit Eddie's ass stick, and how did you even get it wedged out of his ass's mega grip?" I tried not to laugh because I would only be encouraging his behavior. He did have a point about our tightly wound brother.

"I'm not even going to dignify that inappropriate question with an answer," I said in my most pompous voice, knowing it would raise Emmett's hackles.

"Damn it, Jazz, man. Why the hell are you joining Eddie in his I-speak-like-an-educated-person-and-not-an-oversexed-Duke-getting-head-in-a-trashy-second-rate-novel campaign?" he yelled in his toddler voice. I loved Emmett, but damn he could be annoying. "Why the hell am I surrounded by men who want to take their shirts off because their hard nipples are straining the fabric, ride on a white horse, and try and save their hooker of a damsel who gives second rate head compared to my Rosie?" How did Emmett know so much about Harlequin Romance Novels anyhow?

"Emmett, for the last time, keep your sexual escapades to yourself. And how are you so well versed in horny romance novels? I would dearly love to know how you know the plots so intricately."

I could hear only silence on the other end. I smirked.

"I'm not going to grace that beyond ludicrous assumption with a response." Now who sounded like a squire on some maiden voyage to conquer his lady loves' over used female parts?

"Come now, brother, tell me your favorite title, 'The Nave and The Maiden' by Blythe Gifford, or my personal favorite 'Scandalous Lord, Rebellious Miss' by Deb Marlowe." I held in my laugh.

"I . . . I . . ." Who knew Emmett could be silenced so effortlessly.

"Me thinks thou doth protest too much," I finished, allowing him to work out the meaning himself. When I knew he was silenced for good I finished my conversation with my lascivious-minded brother. "Well it was nice speaking to you, Emmett, but since you seem to have removed Eddie's ass stick from my ass and got it caught in your mouth, thus silencing you, it's time for grown-up Jasper to go to work. I'll leave you to work out the taste of Edward's asshole; let me know what you think." It felt good to get one up on the big guy.

"Fuc . . ." he started to yell his eloquent answer (having dislodged said stick), but I accidently hung up. I laughed at my trumped brother before getting ready to leave.

I thought about my job, and the compassion I felt toward it. Eight years had passed since I made my choice to work in medicine, and I never regretted it for one moment. After one year of high school and seven years of medical training, I was so eager to get done with school. I skipped a year of medical school by doing summer terms. Thinking about the beginning of my medical training brought back memories of Bella and the last time I had seen her. Two thousand nine hundred and twenty one days comprised the eight years it had been since I had last saw my angel. And not one of those days passed without her beatific face and eternal goodness in my thoughts.

Being a vampire had its advantages, but it also had its pitfalls. I had never thought about my unlimited amount of time until Bella came into my life. I wasn't and human; time had no bearing on me, but it did on my angel and her destructible body. My days were twice as long as hers because of my lack of sleeping, which made it seem all the longer since I had seen her. I thought of the years that passed without her beautiful distraction as I finished getting ready for work. There were funny moments, sad moments, disgruntled moments, and some that caused me to question my sanity.

…

Year One

I had graduated from high school for the final time and got accepted into the university of my choice. My grades were, of course, amazing, and the relationship with my family was strong. I was off into a world that held much potential for me and unrealized dreams.

…

Year Two through Year Five

My four years at Oregon State University were short of amazing. I had gone to college before and majored in many things and in many fields, but premed was wonderful. It was easy to see why Carlisle (even Edward for that matter) was somewhat addicted to medicine and science. There was so much knowledge to be learned, ways for me to actually make up for some of my failed life. To learn how a human body functioned and survived opened my eyes to the fragility of the human plight. The world us vampires shared with humans was diverse, filled with many calamities that threatened them, but through innovation and science, humans were given the opportunity to actually stand a fighting chance. The many prospects amazed me.

My classes were interesting, always keeping me busy. I wanted to learn everything and anything that could give me the advantage in saving a life. I had taken so many lives over my years of destruction that I wanted to learn to do the opposite. Carlisle was an immense help and supported me even though both our schedules were very busy schedule. After Alice and Edward graduated Forks High, Carlisle and the rest of the family came and joined us that were already living in Oregon. It was wonderful to have them near.

However, I quickly learned that with everyone at home and living under one roof, I would have to live on my own. I became accustomed to being somewhat independent that it was almost hard for me to adjust to living with so many. I wanted to have my family close by me, but I also wanted to have my own personal space again. When Emmett, Rose and I first moved to Oregon, I lived separately from them. I had my own apartment, while they had theirs. I could never survive school, working at the hospital, and studying while living with the twenty-four seven sex duo. Our situation worked out well, and the distractions that Emmett caused were held to a minimum.

When Carlisle and Esme moved near us, she wanted us all together. It had been a while since she had the opportunity to mother us, so with much trepidation, I relented to her wishes. To say that it was hell – living with Emmett and Rose again – would have been a gross understatement. I gave Esme one year, knowing I couldn't take the distraction anymore. I wanted to be serious and take my studies earnestly. I wanted to try and finish school within six years. Carlisle cautioned me, making sure I took my time to take all the classes I wanted and not regret missing anything in my hurry. His advice was of course heeded, and I decided to go the extra year and graduate in seven.

So after the hell of my second year of college (third year without seeing Bella), I moved into my own apartment again and life returned to sanity.

My third year of college was underway and I barely ever took anytime to have fun. I was so devoted to my schooling; little was able to break my concentration. One evening Emmett came over and with much pestering and with some help from an evil pixie, I finally decided to go to an activity that Emmett planned for us. What the fuck were we thinking to let Emmett have any control over what we did?

After finally getting to Portland and listening to Emmett sing one hundred bottles of Eddie's Venom on the Wall, I was ready to strangle him. I never knew vampires could get headaches, but Emmett was able to prove that theory with a twenty minute car ride. I opened my door, raced out of the car a little too fast and sucked in glorious fresh air. Emmett called us all on, with barely restrained murderous thoughts I followed him.

I had known it was a fucking mistake to agree to anything Emmett had suggested. Here I was for the second hour and counting, listening to some chick (if you could actually call her that) with cat hair stuck all over her clothes, beat on her bongos and whine about the unfairness of the American society and the role women played in a male dictated culture. I was all for women's lib and equality, but this shit was just ridiculous. I could have been studying and learning about life saving techniques, not how a flower given to a woman symbolizes a woman's lady part and the man's need to dominate said part. Where the hell did people come up with this stuff? I looked over at my two sisters and could read the same expression on their faces that mine had. They were beyond livid; Rose was at the top of that list. Emmett was in for some pain when they got home. That fucker deserved it and more.

Thinking of the fucker, I looked over to my right and saw the devious smirk that graced his face. That bastard was enjoying our suffering. He was feeling nothing but glee and mischievousness, while the rest of us were feeling murderous and most likely thinking of how high we could get a fire before we threw Emmett into it. Edward looked over at me, giving me a nod of his head, confirming what I thought.

'I say we tear his dick off, through it into the fire, and leave the rest of him intact.' I thought, Edward laughed at my wicked thoughts.

"What the fuck is so funny, Eddie?" Emmett screamed over the cat lady and her bongos. The only positive was Emmett was able to silence her, along with everyone else in the café. "This poor dude is trying to talk about the unfairness to hoe's and you have the gull to laugh at him." Well this shit was about to get interesting. Edward just shook his head and waited for the outburst.

"Who the hell are you calling a dude? How dare you disrespect a female by calling her that vulgar word!" screeched the mistaken dude with her hairy chin.

"There is no way you are a woman," Emmett continued, oblivious to all around him. "Now my Rosie is a woman through and through, and you, sir, are no woman. I can see your penis through your shorts." Emmett pointed at her unattractive camel toe. Damn Emmett could be so oblivious, or perhaps intentionally unobservant. "Now if you are done talking about how you never get laid and how your cats are the only people to understand you, then there are others who would like to have a turn?" I had absolutely no words. Emmett was beyond unbelievable. The rest of the audience was laughing; there really was nothing else to do. I felt torn between pity and hilarity for the poor person and just stayed blank.

The cat lady picked up her bongos, threw them at Emmett's head, and ran from the stage in a rage. "It's assholes like you that continue to degrade the fight of women everywhere!" she yelled as a parting phrase.

Emmett of course was not to be outdone. "And it's dude's like you that cry in their parents' basements about never being able to have sex, while playing world craft and talking in Klingon." Thankfully the lady, with the horrendous camel toe, was gone and didn't hear Emmett. The man-child was unfazed and proceeded to take the stage. With the mike in hand, he continued his down spiral.

"Well ladies and gentlemen: I'm sorry for some people's poor manners." He had to be kidding himself. "To leave in the middle of a performance is just uncalled for, but thankfully there are some who come prepared." What the hell was he up to? Emmett pulled out a black book that was wrapped in leather and looked to be old. I wondered what he was planning again. "Tonight I would like to read to you about a little boy who seemed lost and loved his mother. His story is one of real hurt and pain."

I looked over to my left and saw that Alice was in some kind of vision; Edward was trying to make sense of what she was seeing. In the back of my mind I could hear Emmett reading from his little book.

"Sometimes I feel that my family doesn't understand me. I'm like a lone ranger, staring out at the bluffs of solitude. My brothers and sisters have each other to make love too, and my parents try and make me feel included, but . . ." Emmett continued while others in the audience started to make gagging noises at what he read. Emmett wasn't fazed and on read. "I'm never one to shoot the shit, but how much can one make love before it is enough. I would think that a man's external sex organ would fall off from total exhaustion. I myself have never taken in the delights of making sweet love to a woman, but in personal experimentation, while listening to Al Green's 'Tired of Being Alone', I have learned that there is a limit to the amount of times a man can ejaculate. My brother Emmett is the biggest love machine I have had the pleasure of hearing."

Alice came out of her vision, shaking her head to clear the imagines. Edward was beyond murderous, ready to shit fire out of every orifice he possessed. Then it finally hit me, Emmett was reading something personal of Edward's. Rose had her head buried in her hands, shaking her head at her soon to be dead husband.

"Emmett!" bellowed Edward, finally reaching his absolute limit. Emmett stopped reading and looked at him, a smile playing on his lips. "What the fuck do you think you are doing? I wrote those words in a completely different fashion, you are making up some distorted bullshit."

"I know, Eddie, but I thought the people in the audience would feel your pain more if I reworked some of the entries." Emmett loved to push Edward's buttons, but I think tonight he had gone too far. Edward stood up and I quickly followed, making sure that nothing got out of hand.

"Get your ass off that stage right now, put the mike down, hand me that damn book, and quietly make your way out of this establishment," Edward hissed.

"Or what, Eddie?" Emmett had the balls to challenge him.

"We shall see who is really the mama's boy. I have no problem making my way home and conveniently tell Esme about your performance debut on how you made her family sound improperly intimate," Edward stated confidently.

Emmett gulped. He knew his ass was in trouble. Emmett tried to give Edward an apologetic smile, but he wasn't having that shit. Emmett quickly dropped the mike and ran from the stage out the door. Edward turned around and addressed the crowd.

"I'm sorry for the trouble caused tonight. I hope you take our sincere apologies to heart!" he said, the crowd erupted into applause. Edward bowed down, accepting the praise. The rest of us followed him out.

That was a fun night, but also very messed up. Emmett of course never learned his lesson, but usually a few well chosen words from Edward could get him to shut his mouth. No one wanted to face Esme's wrath. One would think us being vampires and all, we wouldn't be afraid of her, that wasn't the case.

…

My fourth year of college passed, and I was now ready to finally graduate again. The next round of my education called to me. Fourth year of college was fun, but in learning the distraction Emmett and everyone else could be, I opted to go to a different school than the rest. I sent in my applications and was readily accepted to Yale Medical School. This is where I knew I was going to go three straight years instead of taking a break and going four. I was anxious to finally be done with school, wanting to be in the real world, making a difference. I loved to learn, but I was just ready to work. I also didn't want to have to deal with teachers who tried to come onto me. I understood that vampires were supposed to be beautiful, and everything about us was geared towards luring our prey, but some were just beyond creepy.

So after graduating summa cum laude, having Esme be very emotional, and having a professor fired, I left OSU, and made my way to New Haven, Connecticut.

…

Year Six through Year Eight

The three years that I attended medical school, were indescribable and so very fulfilling. It was something that I had actually accomplished without taking the life of another or even being tempted to. The years weren't hard because I did have photographic memory, but they were a challenge. The years were filled with studying and little time for anything else. I spent some time with my family, but the majority of it was spent in school. Carlisle was proud and understood my need to excel. I was ready to help others, I wanted to start righting some of those wrongs that my past was littered with.

When I was finally done, I graduated top of my class with honors. Thus is fell on me to give the speech at graduation.

The day was cloudy with spurts of rain. Most people hated this weather, but I looked forward to it. I was able to go outside and walk around. New Haven wasn't that sunny, but on the days that the sun did shine, I was usually stuck on campus until the sun set. I never complained, but it sure was nice that on my last day here I would be able to walk to my graduation freely.

I took my seat up on the stage, waiting for my name to be called. When I was finally announced, I took a deep breath and made my way to the podium. I looked out into the crowd I would be addressing and started my long awaited moment. A picture of Bella smiling passed through my thoughts, I was comforted in having her with me.

"Dean Thomas, Dr. Hamlin, Distinguished Guest, Family, Friends, and my fellow graduates, a wise man once said:

'You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself in any direction you choose. You're on your own.And you know what you know. You are the guy who'll decide where to go.' Well ladies and gentlemen: Dr. Seuss was correct in his assumptions.

On this day and in this month and in this year, you are those people who will decide where your life will take you. You have achieved something that no one will be able to take from you. Eight years ago, give or take, you started out with a dream and the determination and fortitude to accomplish that dream. When you told your families of that dream their first thought was probably, "Okay how much is this going to cost?", but then they realized that your accomplishment and the knowledge you would gain would far outweigh any monetary value.

You probably entered college as a scared individual who had never lived away from your parents or guardians or your life lead you down this path for a certain reason, but whatever the reasons, you decided to embrace the challenge that college would offer. You worked hard for the next four years to be accepted to the next part of your dream that would take you to your ultimate goal. Now here you sit, another four years later with your recent success and achievements, still as individuals, but as a collective whole more confident and ready to accept the challenges that life and careers will offer. You are ready to embrace this next phase of your life with the same attitude and perseverance that was required when you started medical school.

As you make your way into the world and the work force remember the lessons that you learned all throughout school, hard work and dedication will get you far, when life starts feeling to overwhelming and tough take a deep breath, and realize you can do anything you set your mind to. We are not limited in what we want for our futures, but limitless in our knowledge and talents for what we know we can achieve, and through the support of our friends and family all things are attainable. And just like Medical school, we may not reach our goals in the immediate future, but after we do what is needed and we prove our worth we will become all that we ever hoped for when we were just starting out on this goal.

In my personal life, I have had my individual challenges and my failures, but from those failures I was able to learn from my mistakes and embrace those challenges which tried to hold me down. I worked through my struggles and hard times and when I overcame those disappointments, I stood back and rejoiced in my success. The joy on my parents' faces and the words "I'm proud of you" were more praise to me than any award I may have received. So on this day when we celebrate the hard work it took for us to reach the pinnacle of schooling, let us be proud of those who helped pave the way for us to be here and let us say to them, "Thank you for the encouragements and dedication you put into us. We could not have done it without you."

In that distance future when you are established in your career choices always remember the joy you felt on this day. Remember the light that filled each of your souls and the smiles that graced each of your faces, and never let that feeling fade, because you have succeeded in your goals and laid another brick to the foundation you will build the rest of your tomorrows on. I congratulate you on all of your success and triumphs this day. I congratulate your families and all those who have strived to help you achieve this accomplishment, and I congratulate all of those who have passed before they were able to see what they helped you to attain on this glorious day. We are done with this chapter of our lives and we are ready to embrace whatever is waiting for us in our futures. Again congratulation and always remember your amazing achievements."

As I sat down once I completed my speech, I looked around the room at the different faces. I felt their joys and happiness. I felt the parent's happiness for their children, but also their sadness in realizing that their children were all grown up. They were ready to embrace their futures. I felt some of the relief of the teachers in creating another batch of the future doctors of our world. I was riding an emotional high.

Carlisle, Esme, and the rest of the family were here to watch me in my big moment. It had been a long journey for me, but worth every moment, excluding taking Shelly's life. I smiled at my family, feeling relieved that I had finally accomplished something so worthwhile and something Carlisle, my family, Shelly, and my angel could be proud of.

My years without Bella had been hard but successful. I had missed her at every moment, but she was never far from my thoughts.

I ended my stroll down memory lane, and realized I needed to get to work. I grabbed my keys, made my way to my beautiful baby, and allowed her to drive me the too short distance to work. I made my way into Dartmouth-Hitchcock Medical Center (DHMC), where I had been working on my internship for the last few months. I moved here after graduating, to be near my family and to take an internship. The rest of the 'Cullen Children' were currently studying at Dartmouth. Instead of going back to school again after graduating from OSU, they enrolled at Dartmouth to study.

I entered the doctor's locker room and prepared myself for the long night that was head of me. I was glad that this was my last night shift. It really didn't matter to me what shift I worked, but for some reason, I preferred the morning and afternoon. I set out to work, clearing my mind of all that would distract me, allowing my mind to center on those who would need me.

After a somewhat busy night, I made my way into the last ward and checked on the overnight patients. Most were already asleep and doing fine. As I turned the corner and made my way down the last hall I had to cover, I immediately stopped. For the third time in my existence I . . .

Author's Notes: Hello, loves. Sorry for the mini-cliffe (I know I'm evil, mwahaha). I hope you liked the chapter, even a little. I know it is nowhere near my best, but it was very necessary. I needed to progress the time a long, and I needed to do it in a fashion where everyone wouldn't be confused with the time jump, and what happened in between.

If you are still confused, sorry, :D

The next chapter is the VERY BIG ONE, and what everyone has been waiting for.

Also, I will be out of town for the next month. I had to make an unexpected trip for a few weeks to help out my God Mom. I will try and update while I'm away, but I really cannot make any promises. My first priority is helping my God Mom. I will at least post the next chapter next week, probably in the beginning of the week. I know everyone is finally anxious for some real and quality Jasper/ Bella time, and I promise the chapter will not disappoint, even if this one is. I wanted to get something out there before I left, and I didn't have enough time to make it great so it's just fine.

Until next time . . . Much love to all.

Posted: 17 June 2010

Edited: 21 June 2011