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A/N: It was brought to our attention that a handful of the stories that came out recently for the D/S birthday contest are similar in plot to ours. We read them and we're not worried.

1. Check the dates, ours came first.

2. They have nothing on the dark mindfuck we're writing.

3. They have no idea the convoluted trip we're going to take you on.

Edward POV

"I wanted you to win. I expected better from you, Edward. I'm disappointed." He said as I dragged my ass to our front door.

My hands fisted at my sides. You fucking son of a bitch. How dare you…I took in a deep breath in through my nose and out through my mouth. He's trying to help you Edward. Once, twice, three times I ran that thought through my head.

My eyes narrowed. "Well, I'm terribly sorry to have disappointed you." I said coolly, not quite able to disperse of my anger.

His eyes turned to the color of ice. "You are trying my patience Edward. You say you want help, and yet, you refuse to obey my instructions."

"How the hell am I supposed to run that fast?" I asked as I ran my hand through my hair. Thankfully my breathing had gotten back in control. I didn't want to huff and puff in front of his cocky ass. "What are you? Part fucking Cheetah?"

He laughed lightly. "I keep my body in shape with daily runs. It wouldn't hurt you to do the same Edward."

I ground my teeth together. I worked out almost every day in the home gym that was situated in our guest room. Granted, I had been avoiding it and almost everything else for the past few weeks, but still, I did use it. I didn't put a lot of crap into my body, choosing to eat carefully, drank caffeine minimally, didn't go overboard on sweets, and now that I'd been forced to cut alcohol from my diet, could only see how my body could improve. And he has the nerve to say these things to me?

So…being the mature adult I was, spat out the first insult that came to mind. "Fuck you Doctor Whitlock." I stated flatly.

He gave me a little smirk, which for some reason, unnerved me. "I don't think so Edward."

He turned to Bella then. "I'll see you next Tuesday Bella, unless we run into one another at work."

He turned back to me. "Edward, don't forget, my place, tomorrow night, dusk. Be prepared for me to ride your ass." He chuckled lightly, almost as if he were having a private joke at my expense. "Dress accordingly Edward." And with that, he picked up his backpack, which I hadn't noticed was at his feet, and walked toward his car, whistling "Yankee Doodle Dandy".

Why do I have the feeling I'm not going to be happy tomorrow night?

I turned from the yard, and watching Jasper leave, only to find my wife staring angrily at me. "Great Edward. God. Why do you have to act like such a prick sometimes?"

"Me? ME?! He just made me run a fucking marathon because he felt like it!"

Her jaw set. "Get over yourself Edward." And with that, she stormed back into the house.

"Fuck…" I muttered. Was this how it was going to be? Were we going to argue after every one of Jasper's visits? What was it about him that put my back up? I sighed out a breath and did as I did Tuesday night. I locked up, turned off the lights and went upstairs.

I walked into our bedroom to find Bella undressing. "Bella? Love…I'm sorry. I just…I don't know what it is about him that just pisses me off."

She sighed. "Edward. Despite what you may be feeling at the moment, Jasper is only trying to help you. It wouldn't hurt you to work with him a bit more."

"What do you think I'm doing?" I asked, trying to keep the anger from my voice. "This is hard for me Bella. I don't expect you to understand…"

"I'm trying but you won't let me in Edward." She said sadly.

I went to her then and pulled her into my arms. "Look. I really am sorry to snap at you. I just don't like him bossing me around."

She giggled then. "What?" I asked.

"You sound like a brooding teenager Edward. Suck it up. He is only trying to help."

I knew that, but there was just something about him…I wasn't sure what, but I had the feeling he was going to make me submit to his line of therapy, whether I really wanted to or not.

I decided to put him out of my mind for now and instead smiled at my wife. "So…since I guess I'm still under your care and to receive orders from you…what do you want me to do now?"

She smiled as she pulled away and pulled her shirt over her head. "Well…I think we need to try that one exercise again." Her grin grew. "Naked."

"Hell yeah." I said as I picked her up and carried her to the bed.

The next morning we were both up with the sun. Our family was coming over to help with some things in the house and as such, I had some things to prepare. I was working in the garage when Emmett and Rosalie pulled up. "YO BRO!" He yelled.

I smiled at his enthusiasm. "Hey Em, Rose, how are you today?"

Rosalie smiled at me. "Fine. No morning sickness. Yet."

"And her first craving!" Emmett said with a smile.

She shot him a look. "Do we need to tell the whole world Emmett?"

He came around the front of the car and wrapped his arms around her. "What? I like to make my babies happy. And if going out at midnight to hit the IHOP does it for them, then who am I to argue? Besides, that butter pecan pancake syrup is the shit."

She rolled her eyes. "Is Bella inside?"

I nodded. "In the kitchen. She's making a brunch casserole."

"Oh good. I'm hungry." Emmett said.

"You're always hungry." I shot back at him.

"Huh. Well, you do have a point."

Just then, my mom and dad pulled up and we quickly got to work building the inset bookcases Bella wanted in our living room to house her classics. It took a few hours, but when we were finished, they looked quite nice in my opinion, and Bella all but squealed when she saw them. She hugged me and informed me of the naughty ways she would thank me later.

And hey, who was I to complain about that?

Before I knew it, the day was all but gone and Bella said, "Love, you need to go. Jasper will be waiting."

"What's he doin' seeing the doc on the weekend?" Emmett asked as he shoved some of that nasty banana shit down his throat. Apparently I'm the only person on the planet that doesn't like bananas.

Bella smiled at me and said, "He and Jasper have some things they are working through."

My jaw set. "Apparently I'm not the easiest patient he's ever worked with."

"No shit." Emmett said under his breath, earning a swat to the back of his head from our mother.

"Language Emmett Christopher." She scolded.

"Yes ma'am." He said softly.

I laughed as I remembered all the times she'd cuffed me on the back of the head for swearing. I, however, had learned not to curse in front of our mother. Emmett…hadn't mastered that.

"Bella, the newest rom/com is out, you know? The one with that blonde girl. Want to go see it?" Rosalie asked her.

"I don't know…" She looked at me. I shrugged. I wasn't allowed to make decisions. She smiled. "Sure Rose. Esme, want to come too?"

"Oh, that's alright. Carlisle and I are going to have a nice romantic dinner in tonight."

Both Emmett and I said, "Eww…Mom!"

She laughed throatily. "Just because we're old doesn't mean…"

I held up a hand. "Please Mom. Don't."

She rolled her eyes at me. "Fine then. Be that way." She stood. "Come on Carlisle. Let's go. I believe there is a hot shower with your name on it."

He said it low, but I still managed to hear my father say, "Only if you join me."

I shivered and turned to Emmett, who looked a bit green. We realized our parents were young, and we also realized they'd had sex more than once. However, we did not need to see it up close and personal.

Bella and Rosalie were giggling as my parents walked out. "What?" I asked.

"You." Bella said with a grin. "You men kill me. Idiots. Emmett do you want to join us at the movies?"

He shook his head. "Nope. Last time I went with Rosie to that kind of movie she got mad at me for ogling the star. I think I'll go home and watch some TV, relax a bit. I've got some reading to do too. My new AMA Journal came in the mail and they interviewed the doctor that did that partial face transplant in England. I would like to do more with my degrees than just fix tits and badonkadonks one day."

Rosalie smiled at him. "My husband. He's so kind, so generous."

"So full of shit." I threw in.

He flipped me off. "So…I'm going to do that, and then just be waiting for you naked when you get home Rosie. You know how that lead actor makes you all hot and bothered. And big Em's here to reap the benefits."

"And on that note," I said, standing, "I'm going to go change and head out Bella, okay?"

She stood as well and kissed me. "Alright sweetheart. I'll see you late tonight. We're going to go ahead and leave."

"Yeah. Later. Much later. I want to get something good to eat too." Rosalie said.

We all laughed and I kissed Bella goodbye before hurrying upstairs to change into some basketball shorts, a beater, and a tee shirt. I slid my running shoes on my feet and dashed out the door. The sun was just dropping low in the sky. Luckily we hadn't set an actual time. While Jasper has the capacity to piss me off, I don't like being late.

I used the directions he had provided Bella with and easily made it to his house. It was a beautiful wooden structure overlooking a large lake. It was quite peaceful and made me wish Bella and I had found something similar. I walked up to the door and knocked sharply.

After only a moment's wait, Jasper appeared, ready in his own running clothes. "Perfect. I'm glad you could make it Edward."

I shrugged. "Well, you wanted me here."

He frowned. "Edward. I think you need to realize, when I tell you to do something, it is only for your benefit."

"I realize that." I said quietly. "But you need to realize that I don't like being told what to do, even if it is what is best for me."

Jasper put his hand to his chin and rubbed. "You were a stubborn child, weren't you?"

I laughed at that. "And sneaky. Emmett never could manage to sneak out of the house. He almost always got caught. I, on the other hand, had no trouble getting in and out of the house. The only times I ever got caught was when Emmett went with me."

Jasper laughed lightly. "I am to assume that you and your brother are very close?"

I nodded. "Yes. If not for him I wouldn't have come to see you."

Jasper smiled warmly. "Well, I'm glad you did. Come along, let's see what you are made of!" And with that, he took off running down his driveway. I caught up to him and we stopped at the road, quickly stretching our bodies and warming up.

"Are you going to make me race today? Or am I not to think of it?" I asked.

A small smile passed across his face, almost as if he were pleased with me asking. "Enjoy this Edward. This, today, is for the fun of the situation. Enjoy the sunshine, the weather, the lake, and, if you feel like it, the company as well."

I nodded. I did enjoy talking to Jasper. When he wasn't in "therapist" mode, that is. "That sounds like a good idea Doctor J."

He laughed again. I needed to make him laugh more. He was always so serious. Of course, I had been accused of the same thing from time to time, but that was usually by Emmett, and I had no intentions of acting like a fool like my brother did.

We started off then at a slow pace, and he was right, being aware of where we were running made the run all the better. We upped our speed and dashed along, relishing in the day. The sun setting over the lake was absolutely indescribable, as were the smells in the fresh air and the sounds of the birds and the wind around us.

Finally, just as the twilight was setting in, we made it back to his house. "Whew," I said as I pulled off my shirt. It was soaked through with sweat. "That was wonderful Jasper. I would run every day if that was my backdrop."

He smiled. "I love it here. There is just something about the air and the views when you're running that make you feel so alive."

He looked at me and said, "Come on in. I've got some towels."

I followed him inside and looked around. His place was nice, homey even. "Nice place you have here." I called out.

He came back up the hallway and threw me a towel. "Thanks. I really enjoy it. It's so comfortable and peaceful here…" He trailed off before asking, "Water?"

"Please."

He smirked and motioned for me to follow him. We entered his kitchen and I said, "Bella would love this." It was modern meets traditional. Dark cherry wood cabinets melded seamlessly with the stainless steel appliances.

He shrugged as he opened the refrigerator. "I don't do much in here, but it looks nice."

I laughed at that as I took the bottle of water he handed me. "I believe my wife would say that is a crime somewhere not to use this kitchen."

He smiled. "Perhaps I'll have to make her cook me something here, just to say my appliances have been broken in."

"She would love it. Cooking is her passion."

"One she is quite good at." He added.

I nodded. "True." Bella was a phenomenal cook. Just then, my stomach rumbled.

"Hungry?" He asked.

"Famished." I replied. "My brother, father and I worked in the house today building some shelves and then I was running behind to get here."

"I guess I shouldn't keep you then. You must have plans for dinner."

It almost sounded like he didn't want me to leave. I wasn't sure why, but I said, "No, Bella and Rosalie, Emmett's wife, are doing dinner and a chick flick. I'll probably grab something on my way home and call it an evening in front of the TV."

He nodded. "That reminds me. Did you ever get the chance to watch "Alice Through the Looking Glass" with Bella?"

I shook my head. "We have been busy."

He thought a moment. "I have it. Would you like to watch it? We could order some pizza, perhaps eat some popcorn and enjoy the show?"

I wasn't sure I wanted to watch a children's movie with Jasper while we ate pizza and popcorn like a bunch of girls on a sleepover, but I found myself unable to say no. "Okay."

He smiled. "Great. Well, I guess you can just grab a shower, and I'll do the same, then once the food gets here we can watch the movie."

My mouth went dry as I remembered my little hallucination of him in the shower. I cleared my throat. "I, uh, I don't have any clean clothes."

He shrugged. "That's fine. We're close to the same size, right? You can borrow some of my stuff."

"Oh. Okay. Thank you." I managed.

He smiled and said, "Follow me."

I swallowed and followed him down the hall to his room. He moved to the dresser and pulled out some sweatpants and a tee. "Here, this ought to do it."

"Th-thanks." I said uncertainly.

He smiled again. "It's my pleasure. Trust me. Now, guest bath is just right down the hall. I'll go ahead and call in our pizza. What toppings do you like?"

"I'll eat anything on pizza." I told him.

"Just no bananas." He said teasingly.

I felt my face heat up. "I'm sorry about that. I was being a jerk. I didn't realize you'd heard."

"I think," He said, steepling his pointer fingers together, "That subconsciously you wanted me to hear it, and that's okay too. Bella put you in your place."

I bristled at that.

He laughed at me. "Edward, Edward, Edward. You need to learn that you will not get your way all the time. Besides, look at this as a chance for Bella to prepare for motherhood. You and she have talked about children?"

I nodded, wondering how he even knew that. "Yes. We had planned on her going off her pill before this…all happened. After Mr. Burns died, she hadn't mentioned it, but she told me to pick up her prescription this week."

"I believe that waiting a bit longer is good. You want to make sure you are in top shape mentally for a child." He said softly.

He was right. I wanted to be able to be there for my child when I had one. "Besides," I told him. "We just found out Emmett's wife is pregnant. Bella wouldn't want to trounce on their good news."

He smiled. "Bella is selfless like that, isn't she?"

"If only you knew." I told him. Bella was such a better person than I was. She deserved the world, not to have to put up with me. Why she ever wanted me I would never know.

"So there isn't anything you don't like on pizza?" He asked me, bringing the conversation back around to dinner.

I shook my head. "I'm not a huge fan of anchovies…"

"I'm not either. I like fish, just not on a slice of bread with cheese covering it. Well, unless I splurge and eat a fish sandwich from McDonalds."

"Oh…you mean a heart attack on a bun?" I asked teasingly.

He laughed. "That would be the one. Okay, no anchovies. I'll just take care of that order. Take your time in the shower. I have a huge hot water heater. Don't be afraid of running me out of hot water."

I didn't take my time, in fact, I hurried rather quickly. Being in his house, using soap that smelled like him was making me very uncomfortable indeed. Not to mention the fact that I was going to have to wear his clothes! Without underwear! Gah…just shoot me now.

I stepped from the guest bathroom with my sweaty clothes balled up under my arm. My socks were soaked with sweat as well, so I padded barefoot out to the entryway and deposited my stuff in a small pile. "Would you like a bag for that?" He said from behind me, causing me to jump.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you." He held out a brown grocer's bag.

"Thanks." I said, taking the bag from him and shoving my clothes into it. He too, had showered and changed, his blonde hair looking darker and curlier being damp. He had on some sweat pants and a tee also.

Just then, the doorbell sounded. Jasper answered it quickly and the pizza boy just looked at us. It occurred to me then how it must look that we were both standing here in sweats and tee shirts, barefooted, with both our hair still wet. "Uh…thanks for letting me use your shower man." I said quickly. I grabbed my wallet out of my shorts, but Jasper waved me off as he slipped the boy some money and shut the door.

"That made you uncomfortable, didn't it?" He asked me softly.

"What?" I asked, trying to play it off.

"The fact that the boy might have thought we were lovers." He said it so simply, I automatically felt ashamed.

"Yes." I told him honestly.

He chuckled. "Are you uncomfortable with homosexuality?"

"I…well…I've never really thought about it."

"That's evading Edward." He told me flatly.

"Yes." I answered once again honestly. What was it about him? I seemed incapable of lying to him.

"Thank you for your honesty." He replied. "Come, we should enjoy this while it's still hot."

I followed him a bit dumbfounded back to the kitchen. He had two places set with paper products and chilled mugs along with two bottles of beer sitting at each place. "Do you like Pabst Blue Ribbon?" He asked.

I chuckled. "As a matter of fact…" It was one of my favorites. Emmett and I had gotten drunk off of it quite often in our youth. I popped the top on it and poured it into the mug. "Em and I would get so shit faced on this stuff…Dad would have to sober us up before Mom came home from any society lunches or whatever."

"Your father condoned it?" He asked, the surprise clear in his voice.

I shook my head. "Condone is a bad word. Accepted it was a part of growing up and urging us to do it at home in a safe environment, yes."

He smiled. "Your father sounds like a good man, a very understanding man."

I nodded. "He is. However…he gave us hell for it after we did it." I smiled at the memory of Emmett and I taking turns as he said, quote: "worshiping the porcelain gods", when my father came in. He cleaned us up, poured coffee into us and told us not to do that shit again. Then he told us to break one of the vases he disliked so he could punish us for something he could tell our mother.

"You had a good childhood." He stated.

I nodded again. "One of the best. We were lucky. Not all of our friends could say that." I said as I thought of mine and Emmett's childhood friend, James French. He had run away from home in his teens because of an alcoholic mother and abusive step-father. Last we had heard he had gotten into trouble with the law in Albuquerque, New Mexico. He hadn't been seen around here in years, though I knew his mother had died last year of cirrhosis.

We chatted a bit after that, nothing too heavy, just two friends hanging out, eating dinner. It was nice. Since med school and work, I hadn't had a lot of time for social calls. Bella and I sometimes hung out with some of her friends from school and her childhood, but even those visits had been few and far between lately.

We ate the whole pizza. It was delicious. He had gone with the spinach pizza, heavy on the garlic, onions, and white sauce. Bella would love my breath tonight. After that, we each grabbed another beer and he popped a bag of popcorn, tossing it quickly into a bowl. We made our way into the living room and he started the movie.

As we watched, I noticed a dull throb starting at the base of my neck and down into my shoulders. I rolled my neck a few times but it didn't seem to be getting any better.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

I rubbed my neck lightly. "I think I worked too hard today. I haven't been doing anything and then today, not only did we build some bookcases, but I ran with you."

He smirked. "Maybe that will teach you to take better care of yourself."

I thought briefly of sticking my tongue out at him, but knowing that would either irritate him, or make him laugh at me for acting like I child, I chose to ask, "Do you have anything? Tylenol? Ibuprofen? Aspirin?"

He shook his head. "I don't believe in a lot of pain medications as a whole. But I do have something that will make you feel better."

"Thank God." I said relieved. "What?"

He smiled. "A massage."

"A what?" I asked nervously.

"Come." He said, tossing a pillow down onto the floor between his legs. "Sit. I know what I'm doing. I've been told I have magical hands."

"I really don't need to know about your love life doctor."

He chuckled at that. "No. I'm very good. I've taken classes in massage as well as acupuncture. I'm fully trained."

For some reason, that didn't make me feel better. But the pain was starting to get worse and I really didn't want to have to ask Bella to massage me. I had asked enough out of her lately. "Okay." I said, standing and moving to him.

I sat down between his legs and he said, "Just take a few calming breaths Edward. I'll make you feel great. Just focus on the movie, alright?"

I swallowed hard and nodded. He handed me the popcorn bowl and I popped a kernel in my mouth to calm my nerves. Why are you nervous? I asked myself. Jasper's large hands moved to my shoulders and soon began kneading my muscles. It felt amazing. Bella tried to give me massages, but her dainty hands just couldn't seem to work deeply enough to get the deep tissue.

I let out a tiny moan and Jasper chuckled. "You know, this would be easier if you took your shirt off."

I froze, but just for a moment. Jasper doesn't think of you like that. He's not going to seduce you Edward. Relax. I took a breath and slid my shirt from my body. His hands automatically went back to their ministrations and my eyes rolled back in my head.

I managed to open my eyes and watch a bit more of the movie as he continued massaging me. It felt wonderful and I didn't want him to stop. But alas, he did. His hands slowed and then one came down between my legs to where the popcorn bowl sat forgotten.

I felt something brush my face and turned my head in time to feel Jasper's breath ghosting on my cheek. He turned his head and our eyes were so close, our lips just a breath away from one another. I took in a gulp of air and smelled the soap from his skin mingling with the garlic and beer and butter from the popcorn.

I launched myself away from him, falling over sideways. I stood and ran a hand through my hair. The movie was going off. I hadn't noticed. "I, uh, I need to be going." I said as I slid back into my, or rather, his shirt.

He stood as well. "It is getting late. We don't want Bella to worry."

I nodded, perhaps a bit too vigorously.

"What did you think of the movie?" He asked.

"Honestly?" I asked.

He nodded. "If I ask you a question, I expect an honest answer, no matter what, understand?"

"I didn't like it."

He smiled. "I'm not surprised. Think back to your childhood. What was one of your favorite movies growing up?"

"Robin Hood."

"Which one?"

"The old one? With Errol Flynn? I always wanted to be Robin Hood. Emmett played Little John."

He laughed. "I'm not surprised. Even in his youth, Emmett was big, wasn't he?"

I nodded. "He's the only reason I ever learned to fight. If I didn't stand up for myself I always got beat up when we were little." I smiled. "Emmett's bigger, but I'm faster."

Jasper smiled. "I suppose we'll see just how fast you are. I want us to run together more often. How about every Saturday morning? And also on Wednesday mornings if you don't have a surgery?"

I paused. I did enjoy running with him. I enjoyed being with him, talking with him, I was just…uncomfortable when we were close like we just had been. And I wasn't exactly sure why. I mean, I'd hung with Emmett my whole life. We still were known to get on the ground wrestling when we went to an actual gym. But there was something…definitely not familial about Jasper. But again, I knew I couldn't say no to him. So I smiled. "I would like that Jasper. Thank you."

He smiled. "Okay then. So I'll see you on Tuesday night, and we'll go from there. Have a nice week Edward, and enjoy your time off while you still have it."

"I will. Thank you Jasper. For everything."

"Don't forget…Bella owns you. You are to do her bidding, no matter what. And just a word of advice? Don't growl, grimace, or sigh when she tells you to do something. It only makes her feel bad that I'm making her do this, okay?"

I sighed. "It isn't her I'm mad at when she tells me these things."

He laughed. "I know. But remember it, okay?"

"I will." I turned then, slipped my feet into my shoes, grabbed my bag, and headed home. When I arrived, Bella was just pulling up as well. "Where have you been?" She asked with a smile.

I put my arm around her shoulders. "I had a nice evening with my therapist."

"And how did it go?" She asked as she unlocked the door.

I thought a moment. "Quite well I think. Quite well…"

A/N: Those of you reading kitty's LaF: her hotel's net speed is dismal so she's having issues uploading the next chapter. It will be up today even if she has to pay for the upgraded bandwidth. After breakfast, she's going to wander the mini city that is the kalahari with all 3 kid in tow to find a free hi-speed connection.