Dealing With The Fallout.

Jasper's POV

None of us spoke for some time, it was as if we couldn't. This is what happens when you let loathing get in the way of your mission. You make big fuck ups like this. Bella is the one to break the silence.

"Inside. All of you, before I have to explain to my very mortal neighbours what the hell is going on."

Bella was right, so we quickly moved inside and into the living room. Emmett, Rosalie and I keeping a very watchful eye on the mutts. Bella sits down on the couch, but is the only one that does. Us natural born enemies stand watching the other closely. Sizing each other up. Nobody spoke for some time, but Bella's annoyance at the mutts foolish actions and impatience snapped first.

"Jasper. What is the best thing to do right now?"

Good question.

"We need to inform Irina."

Rosalie spun on me.

"And have her come down here trying to kill Bella? Have you lost your mind?"

I couldn't stop the growl that came from me. There is no way I will be putting my mate in danger.

"If we delay telling them what has happened the end result will be even worse, besides. They already know we've let Laurent go, all we have to do is tell them these pack of dogs are guilty and pray its enough to keep Irina from gunning towards Bella."

"Or. We could lay blame on Victoria, if you think about that stupid bitch is the reason he came down here in the first place."

Everyone looked to Bella shocked. The look of annoyance got sharper.

"What? It's true, bitch is under the impression that she can do whatever she wants use anyone she wants without consequences."

I was shocked even more. Bella was an evil genius in the making I was sure of it, and yes. That fact turned me on. Sue me. Rosalie was feeling very vindictive all of a sudden.

"Bella. My sweet brilliant and not so innocent sister, you are BRILLIANT!"

Bella smirked, pride swelling inside of her. Their relationship really was your typical sister relationship, Bella the younger sister seeking the guidance and acceptance of her older sister Rosalie. Rosalie looking out for her baby sister, and I have a feeling that when Rosalie learns about Bella being my true mate she'll be itching to have my balls the second I make her cry. Little message to my balls. Nice knowing you lads...

Can't believe I just thought that.

One of the mutts spoke up then.

"And what is to happen with Bella?"

Anger flashed in Bella's eyes as it shot through her body.

"Bella, is right here and I will be doing whatever Ifeel is best for the safety of myself and my father. Whether you like or not because you have no fucking right or say in what I do with my life. As it is mine that the four of you have decided to play Russian fucking Roulette with."

That shut everyone up. Why? Because she was absolutely fucking right, and us Cullens were just as guilty of this as the mutts.

It didn't take long for the mutts to leave after that, with the strict new rule that they inform us of any vampire they spot before killing in case they have our trust to not harm any human in either Forks or La Push. Part of me is anticipating the mutts to try and control every vampire in the world. Or kill us. Latter seems more likely at the moment.

It is also safe to say that when the mutts left, neither one of us were up for anything. Yes. Even us vampires, what can I say those mutts are the closest thing to headache I've ever had since I was human. So instead we just had a movie night, with Bella falling asleep, her head on my shoulder thank you very much. I could die for good ecstatic right now.

By the next morning myself, Bella, Rosalie and Emmett were sitting in the kitchen, waiting for Carlisle or Esme to answer the phone. I could feel Bella's apprehension to talking to Esme and Carlisle, I can't help but wonder why neither of them have spoken to her yet.

"Hello Jasper."

"Carlisle. Something's happened here, something rather bad."

"Bella?"

I look to Bella, whose stiffened. Feelings of uncertainty and disbelief. Once again Edward is a prick who'll swiftly be finding his spine on the pyre when I next see him.

"No. She's fine. Laurent showed up...on Victoria's orders. She wants to get revenge. On Bella."

A snarl comes from the phone.

"Where's Laurent? I want to rip him to shreds."

My eyes feel like their on the verge of shooting out of my skull. Compassionate, peaceful Carlisle seeking to harm another. Without remorse?

"Dead. The La Push morons killed him."

"Oh for the love of all that is holy."

I couldn't help but snigger at that. And neither could the others.

"Jasper. What would be the best course of action now?"

"Aside from staying sharp? Nothing. But, if she wishes to and whenever Bella is ready too..."

I look to Bella only.

"...I'll be turning her into a vampire."

The sound of peoples breathing catching in throats could be heard. But I was focusing on Bella and only Bella. There was concern coming from her. But also relief. I know how much she hates having others protecting her when there is a very logical way for her to protect herself.

"You he..."

"He has no say in this Carlisle and we all know it. Hell he should have just done as Bella asked in the first place, it's not just Bella that is in danger because his stupid arrogant ass and I'm not about to let others who know nothing of this suffer for his act of cowardice."

I should be sticking to the some of the rules I learned and administrated when I was serving in the Southern Wars. One of them being, turning Bella the day of Tyler Crowley's van went for her. Hell maybe we wouldn't have met that sick bastard James in the first place if we'd have done that.

"Jasper's right Carlisle. We all know it."

A sigh comes from the phone.

"Yes. I do. Just...I'll be sure to warn you if he...well."

Oh we knew what Carlisle was getting at. We knew all too well.

"Is Bella with you?"

Crap. I think I might have a panic attack.

"Yes Carlisle. I'm here."

Please. Please. Please go smoothly...ish.

"Esme and I have both been wanting to talk to you. But thought that over the phone or by letter wouldn't be the right way to go about it. So...we're coming to Forks next weekend. We had to take into potential suspicions into the matter."

Thank fucking God!

Relief floods the room, mostly my doing I think. Bella is a lot more relaxed too.

"OK. Next weekend then."

We finished off the conversation with a quick talk to you after you've hunted kind of thing. Then it was time to bid a short farewell to Rosalie and Emmett. Both of them swearing to stay in touch.

"Won't be too difficult anyway Bella-Boo. We've decided to move to Seattle."

With that the little overgrown child put his foot on the gas and hauled out of Forks before either myself or Bella could realise what it was Emmett had told us. Bella and I look at each other with a look that clearly states.

Killing Emmett next time we see him.

A/N: There you go another chapter. Hope all of you are taking care out in the snow if you have it.