He's Back.

Bella's POV

January, another new year and things have changed since the conversation that happened with Jacob at the house. When the little prick decided it best if I were dead, gee. His mother must be so proud. If you want to know how things have changed since then, well it's simple. The pack have gotten off of their self righteous asses and have altered the treaty. It now reads that if a human makes an informed and willing decision they are to be bitten by a gold eyed vampire only and there is no war. Which kind of sucks if you're a red eyed vampire and have the unfortunate luck to find your dying human mate in this area. But I highly doubt they'd be aware of the treaty anyway, and it wouldn't be like they'd be willing to stay in the area afterwards.

Another thing that has changed since the conversation with Jacob, is that Alice has disappeared too. Just like her prissy perfect prick of a brother. Though Demetri is more relieved than anything, seems she has trouble being faithful. Which Demetri all but screamed to us in a moment of anger. Not that I blame him for that. Esme and Carlisle have moved back to Forks claiming to hate the LA life, bullshit.

"Hey. You're here."

Snapping out of my thoughts from Char's voice. Looking up I find that we are in fact outside Jasper's place, you see tonight is our first official date. We got together Christmas Day through a kissing session under the mistletoe.

"Thanks Char."

Getting out of the car I make my way into the building. I knew that both Char and Peter are going to be watching over the place to be sure that we're not interrupted. We have tried to have official first dates before now, but we always got interrupted.

Before I knew it, I was standing outside his front door. He knew I was here, after all, what kind of vampire would Jasper be if he couldn't hear a human coming? Smell the presence of a human. But I knock on the door none the less, butterflies flying like crazy in my stomach.

The door opens and the first thing I see is that everywhere is filled with candlelight. Jasper is standing there wearing stone wash coloured jeans, and a simple plain white button shirt, the first three top buttons undone. The candlelight giving his scars a rather monstrous look, but I don't care. I feel his power wash over me, make me less nervous, and it caused a smile to form. Which he returned.

"You look beautiful darlin."

My cheeks pull their signature blush routine. Which is a pain in the ass, and I won't be missing it once I'm turned.

"Thanks. You look rather hansome, almost didn't recognise you."

Jasper stands aside to let me in, entering the apartment, I look around some more and notice the indoor picnic set up where the furniture usually is. I must have zoned out a little because the feel of Jasper's arms wrapping around my waist catches me a little off guard.

"You like darling?"

I shake my head in no.

"I love it."

"Then by all means, lets enjoy."

The two of us sit down on the cushion covered floor. Obviously Jasper wouldn't be eating anything, he had hunted earlier today. I begin to eat the food that Jasper made for me, and my god was it delicious.

"So what did you and Char get up today?"

"Nothing much. She just told me all about some of yours and Peter's mischievous behaviour."

Jasper froze. But then attempted to shrug it off, not currently knowing what I have been told.

"Really. What did she tell you?"

I couldn't help the smirk that comes to my lips as I bring another fork full of the chicken pasta dish he made me. If it were possible, I think that Jasper would be sweating bullets. Taking my time to chew before swallowing, I then give him a quick glance. Going for another bite.

"Nothing much. Jasmine."

The look on his face was priceless. It took all my will to not burst out laughing.

"So...there a reason behind why you had to moonlight as a woman in the 20's?"

I couldn't hold it in anymore. I start laughing hysterically. A mist my hysteria I hear Jasper mutter 'I'm gonna kill Char and Peter for this.' At least I was giving him the chance to tell me his version of events.

"Alright. I will tell you what happened. Though it's best if you finish eating first, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I told you a funny story which could make you choke?"

I nodded. It was a good point, I wouldn't exactly like that either. So we spent the rest of my meal time in silence, Jasper seemed to be composing himself for the story he wants to tell me. Though only because of Char I'm sure, if he could I firmly believe that this would be one of those stories he'd never tell me if he could.

An hour later the two of us are lying on the love seat, or rather I'm leaning against Jasper. With his arms wrapped around me.

"So. Are you going to tell me this story?"

I hear him sigh.

"Alright. I will tell you the story, but afterwards I get to kill Peter as it's mostly his fault."

Of course it would, Char had already told me that.

"Well. It was before I was to meet Alice, obviously as I was having fun."

I let out a comical gasp.

"Heaven forbid Jasper Whitlock. Where are your senses?"

The two of us laughed. It was more clear than glass that Alice's idea of fun was very different to everyone else's. Because we actually had combined fun, that doesn't involve shopping.

"Char was off on a single hunt, Peter and myself were pretty much doing what we usually do during those times."

Male bonding.

"When, somehow, the conversation came about how women can stand the current fashion. Something that Char had been talking Peter's ear off as it made her easier to keep up the façade of being a human to her prey. Apparently corsets are hell on a woman's lungs."

I could hear the scepticism in his voice. Hopefully none of the female vampires who lived through the corset fashion frenzy will hear that. Jasper would probably meet some vicious torture sessions.

"Anyway, by this point Char had returned and you can imagine for yourself the reception Peter's words received. So she challenged him to wear the corset for an hour. Which he agreed to. God only knows the reason for why. But Peter had to make sure that I suffered too, and well. I'm sure Char gave the details as to how it all lead to it. None the less, a bet was made, which I stupidly took thanks to my male pride as I've never backed out of a bet. Neither as human or vampire, and I should have known it would come back to bite my ass one day."

I was struggling to not laugh hysterical at the sheer stupidity of it all.

"So. The bet was, which sounded stupid even then, was that whichever one of us could go acting human whilst wearing a corset would set the looser a dare of some kind."

I couldn't hold it anymore. Why? Because I could actually picture the whole immature conversation taking place in my head. Right down to the corset, and I had the sneaky suspicion that Peter was being rather...well he'd be asking if it made his ass look big or something.

"Laugh it up."

"T...that's...r...(My breathing was coming in gasps now. Every time my laughter would die down I could just picture Peter in a corset and I'd start again.) ridiculous."

Suddenly Jasper was laughing, and because he is an empath, he started projecting without his conscious consent. Which is the reason why I can hear something close to a hyena laughing next door.

Eventually the laughter died down, and twenty minutes later I'm sure that the whole area is wondering what happened. Though I haven't been told the rest of the story from Jasper's view point, and I wonder if I will, at least without having to ask for it. Now the two of us are just lying on the love seat again, watching Dear John. Neither of us owned the movie, they are showing it on TV, which is rather early compared to normal.

Growling. That's what woke me up, I don't even remember falling asleep, my eyes snap open and I can feel Jasper growling beneath me. What was wrong? I hadn't had any nightmares surrounding that prick of a former brother Eddie for some time now. Thank God.

"What's wrong?"

I feel Jasper's lips come to my right temple, kissing me.

"Sorry for wakin you darlin', but we have an unwanted intruder."

I turn a little to look at him. Worry started to flood me.

"Victoria?"

"I wish. Could get rid of that bitch once and for all."

Now I was confused. None of the pack come here, well they are posted outside much to our annoyance. But they'd only come inside if it was to do with Victoria.

"Then who?"

My question was answered. By the unwanted visitor himself.

"Haven't you done enough damage?"

That answers my question.

Looking round I find him standing in front of the window was none other than Edward Cullen.

A/N: Sorry for the wait. Hope you enjoyed it all the same.