Forget Me Nots Chapter 2: A Stranger's Bouquet, a twilight fanfic

Hey guys! Dauphine again! Bringing you the second chapter to the story: Forget Me Nots!!!!
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I hope that this chapter meets your expectations!!! Because i'm still an amateur at best!!!!!!

Ok, two DISCLAIMERS this time around:
One, i do not own the characters from Twilight by Stephenie Meyer, this is a fanfiction story that is completely made up!
Two, there is some devious thoughts in this chapter which insinuate the EdwardxJasper pairing....lol!! and JasperxOC pairing so it's a warning!!!! (FINALLY!!!) but nothing too bad guys, it's innocent i swear!!!!!!!

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Love you guys!!! ~Dauphine-Blossom

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Chapter 2: A Stranger's Bouquet

"Yes, Carlisle!...Human blood!...It has the sweetest aroma! What do you want us to do?" Esme said holding her nose like Edward while talking to her husband on her cell phone.

"Alright, we'll do that. Anything else?" Esme asked beginning to lose patience because of her worry for her kind, blonde yet secretive son. Her voice sounded very comical from her attempts to ignore the fragrance of Jasper's "human" blood, "Alright, I love you too, sweetie."

Esme closed her flip phone and turned to Edward all the while keeping a firm pinch on her nose and said, "Edward, I need you to carry your brother up to Carlisle's medical office and set him on the spare bed. Then, I need to clean off his blood with a damp cloth."

Edward nodded and his eyes widened as he released his hold on his nose. The scent of Jasper's blood was purely and quintessentially torturous. Edward stood unmoving for a minute with his eyes closed taking in deep breaths to acclimate himself to the beautiful fragrance of Jasper's bloody tears. Then, he squatted down on Jasper's left side and picked up the unconscious vampire with little effort holding Jasper close to his chest.

Edward let out a small and unheard gasp as the aroma of Jasper's blood intensified from being so close to him. "The blood…smells like no other…like a bouquet of sweet wildflowers and honey…perhaps even better than Bella's…if I could only taste it…maybe I could just lick it off of his cheek…and I bet it tastes even better against his beautiful, innocent skin…wait, WHAT?" Edward thought panicking, "I did not just think that…no…no…No…NO!"

Edward shuddered at his thoughts causing Jasper's head to roll off Edward's shoulder and hang over his arm. In this position, Jasper's neck was completely exposed. Edward had no idea that Jasper, who was like a brother to him, could have such a tempting and sensuous neck. "I can not think about Jasper like this! It's probably not even his blood! How can it be? He's a vampire! Yes! He's a vampire, so I can bite his neck and he will not feel the poison because he's already turned! WHAT!!!??!??! NO! NOOO! I don't want to bite his neck! I don't, don't, don't, don't! I-…I-I…do?" Edward squinted as his mind went racing. Edward hastened his steps into the house and up to Carlisle's "medical" room where he laid Jasper down on the surgeon's bed.

Esme entered the room a second later holding a bowl of cool water and a small cloth in one hand. She walked over to the bed and her two sons, set down the bowl on the surgeon's stand, and dropped the cloth into the bowl of water. She then removed her grip on her nose to wring the water out of the cloth and leaned over Jasper to wipe away the bloody tears. However, she stopped cleaning her son's face and her hands flew up to clench her nose once again with her eyes growing large and black.

"Edward! I really can't do this! I swear that I almost jumped on this poor boy! Can you finish this up? I need to check on Alice," Esme said with a nasally voice, "She's a wreck."

Edward just nodded and Esme walked out of the room quickly to go check on her adopted daughter. Edward shakily picked up the damp cloth and wrung it out in the bowl of water to continue where Esme had left off. He kept on wiping and cleaning Jasper's face until the bloody tears turned into normally tears. Edward set the cloth back into the bowl of water and sat on the edge of the bed to look closely at Jasper's face. The normal salty tears continued to stream down Jasper's cheeks.

Edward tried once again to hear Jasper's thoughts and get inside of Jasper's head, but all he could hear was a wailing, and deep heavy sobs. Edward lowered his head towards Jasper's and connected their foreheads together and he brought his hand to the back of Jasper's head as if he had the means of physically trying to get into Jasper's mind.

"What is hurting you so, Jazz?" Edward whispered quietly to the unconscious Jasper and wiping away Jasper's tears with his free hand.

~_oOo_~

Jasper was in a grey world where everything was decimated and smoldering. Flags, clothing, and debris flapped around in the silent wind. The air was full of ash, gunpowder, smoke, explosions, shots, and shouts in either pain or in the form of battle cries. All around him were dead troops wearing both grey and blue suits. It was one of the most horrific and gore-filled scenes in Jasper's memory.

Jasper looked down at himself and he cried out in pain. He could feel that half his ribs were broken, and he had a gunshot wound in his side letting blood spill ever so slowly and painfully out.

"Help!" Jasper called out into the midst of the now distant explosions and booms of an on-going battle. His voice cracked from inhaling too much of the smoke and ash causing him to drop to his knees and cough until he could taste blood in the back of his throat. He then fell over amongst his comrades and enemies from a sudden flash of weakness and cried out once more for help.

This time, however, he was answered. A light was shining brightly in the smoke and haze down the street and Jasper could hear the trotting of a horse and the wheels of a wooden coach. Jasper cried out once more, and the light identified his voice for it began to grow larger as it approached him. Finally, the horse with the cart appeared out of the gloom and was driven by an older boy with a lantern. The boy wore all white clothing: white boots, pants, shirt and vest, and a billowing white cloak with the hood hiding the boy's face.

The boy steered the horse and cart next to the Jasper and then he pulled on the reins to come to a stop with a grunt from the horse. The boy proceeded to hop down from the cart and walked over to Jasper.

"My name is Michel, I'm here to help," the boy spoke softly with a heavenly angelic voice, "Can you stand?"

Jasper nodded and Michel helped him stand up draping one of Jasper's arms over his shoulder. Michel assisted Jasper into getting into the back of the cart where there were two other injured soldiers, one young and the other older. Once Jasper was in the cart, Michel hopped over into the driver's seat keeping hold of his cloak to not disturb the wounded soldiers, and then he drove the horse away from the destroyed town.

The horse pulled the cart all night long until the sun rose in the eastern sky. The sun bright light and color back to the grey world, and the gunshots and booms of the canons were long gone. The cart stopped at a huge white mansion which Jasper assumed to be the Michel's father's plantation. Two figures came rushing out of the house when the cart arrived. One was a tall white man with long curly brown hair and a muscular build. Closely following him was a slightly plump older black woman who had her hair wrapped up in a bandana.

Michel hopped down from the cart and was immediately swooped up into the arms of the tall white man causing to knock back Michel's hood. Jasper's eyes grew slightly in shock to see a beautiful, pale white face, golden long, blonde hair, and two of the largest and ocean-blue eyes he had ever seen. The black woman came over to them and hugged them both with uproarious laughter.

"Mister Ambreaux! You had me and your brother so worried! We's is so happy that you are home again!" the black woman cried out with a tight squeeze.

"You are not to go out for soldiers again," the older brother said firmly as he released Michel from his grip, "It's way too dangerous, and don't you ever pull one of these midnight runs ever again! God! What if you were killed!? You would be really helpful to all those who are dying if you yourself were killed!"

"Alright! Alright," Michel said in a calm soothing voice, "It's ok, I won't do it again because I think we are running out of room in the house anyways. Now, Tim, we need to get the blonde one inside quickly because he has a bad gunshot wound. Melinda? Could you look after the other boy, I'm afraid the older gentleman might have died…"

Michel looked sad and guilty when he said this, and Tim walked over to pick up Jasper and carried him into the house to a bed. Jasper's conscious began to slip as Michel removed his cloak and went to work on Jasper's wounds. The last thing Jasper felt as his vision faded was the warm and soft touch of thin fingers stroking his face and running through his hair. His caretaker smelt of sweet honey and the morning dew. This comforted Jasper greatly and he strangely lost consciousness happily. He was in the hands of a complete stranger, his rescuer…his angel.

~_oOo_~

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Oh, a note to all those who enjoy this fanfic, i have some disappointing news; i am probably not going to be able to update as often as i would like to!! i have to start brainstorming for chapter three...hopefully, i will have it up and ready in the next two weeks or so...but i have midterms coming up so we'll see...

BUT! I promise i won't give up on this story unless you guys hate it...it's my first one =)

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