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Playlist suggestions: This one's easy piecey…. "Thank God I'm a Country Boy" by John Denver (Oh yes, I went there for this chapter –snorts-) and "Backwards" by Rascal Flatts.

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Chapter 17: Welcome Home

"Once again, on behalf of the captain and crew, thank you for choosing to fly with American Airlines!" the perky voice chirped over the intercom as the rest of the passengers got ready to get off the plane.

Fuck, I didn't choose this shit. It was the only airline with a somewhat direct path to my designation. I stood, waiting for a woman and her two children pass my aisle. I felt bad for her; she looked worn out and just plain fed up. From what I remember of the flight, her oldest wasn't being very cooperative for her.

I smiled at her as she gave me an apologetic smile, silently thanking God Momma was teaching Jordy manners.

Finally, it was my turn to get off the sardine can they called a plane. I was sore as fuck and wished more than ever that Alice was the one I would see outside the terminal waiting for me, but I knew that wasn't the case.

I saw my Momma first, she stood out in the crowd, it had to be the blond hair. It was still hard to believe she was in her early forties when you saw her. She looked more like my sister then my damned mother. As I got closer, I saw her smile down at someone, causing me to crane my neck to see who she was with.

"Jordy!" I yelled out and quickened my pace. Momma didn't tell me she was bringing her.

"Daddy!" She squealed as she let go of Momma's hand and ran to me. I dropped down to my knees, holding my arms open as she flung herself into my embrace.

"What are you doing here baby girl?" I asked and she giggled.

"Nana said I could come see you. Are you surprised daddy?" I peppered kisses all around her face to answer her. She giggled and squirmed, trying to push me away. I saw Momma come over with a smile on her face as she took in the site Jordy and I were making.

"Hey Momma," I said to her as I released Jordy and stood up.

"Jasper Thomas, where are your glasses?" She scolded. I rolled my eyes.

"I had a great flight Momma, it was long and I'm sore but I'm here safe. Thanks for asking." I replied sarcastically. She clicked her tongue at me, no doubt ready to lecture me but Jordy took my attention away.

"Daddy! We match!" She said excitedly as she pointed at my shirt. I looked down at my black Beatles shirt, and looked over to notice Jordy was wearing the pink and white shirt Alice had given her.

"So we do baby girl." I laughed, not only were we wearing a Beatles shirt, we were both wearing dark jeans, and chucks. Granted mine were black and hers were pink. I just found it odd.

"Hey baby girl, I need to let Alice know I landed. Can I send her a picture?" I asked. Jordan straightened out her shirt and pushed her long hair off her shoulders.

"Daddy?" Her smile fell some, "will I get to meet Alice?" I smiled at her and nodded.

"Why don't you join Jordy in the picture Jasper? I'm sure Alice would love that." My mother smiled as she took my phone from my hands. I smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you Momma," I said softly. She looked at me a moment and nodded. She knew what I was trying to say.

I went to stand by Jordan and wasn't sure what to do. Finally, she just grabbed my hands to make me stand behind her.

"Say fuzzy pickles!" Momma called out before hitting the camera button. I'm sure Alice is gonna love the look on my face. Momma handed me the phone back, as she took Jordy's hand and began walking towards the luggage area.

Quickly I entered in Alice's number to send the picture with the caption "I landed and look who says hi!" with it.

Just as I put the phone back into my pocket and reached out for my bag, a very distinct lyric came from my pocket.

"I don't know who you think you are,

But before the night is through"

I quickly dropped my bag before the next line could start playing, silencing the phone as I pulled it out. I looked over at my mother; her eyebrows practically reached her hair line as she kept from laughing.

I didn't need to see the name of the caller, only one person I knew would use that song for her ring tone.

"Hey baby," I answered slightly flustered.

"Hey, are you okay? Is this a bad time?"

"No baby, I'm fine… just didn't know someone reprogrammed my phone." I explained, by now Momma was laughing.

"Sorry," she giggled, "I just thought it was appropriate."

"It is," I smirked, "Luckily I got to it before Jordan heard something I wouldn't know how to explain." I grabbed my bag, and nodded at Momma letting her know I was ready.

I heard Alice gasp as what I said registered with her, "Ohmygawd. I didn't think. I'm sorry baby." I laughed.

"It's okay. No harm done. I guess this is something we're both gonna have to get used to, huh?" Just then Jordan looked up and smiled at me.

"Daddy, is that Alice?" She asked. I smiled and nodded at her. "Hi Alice!" She stood on her toes to try and call into the phone.

"Did you catch that?" I asked.

"Yeah, tell her 'Hi Angel'. Or Jordy, if that's weird…" She trailed off. I rolled my eyes.

"Hey princess" I called out to Jordy. She turned around to look at me. "Ali says, 'Hi Angel'." I smiled as Jordy clapped happily and ran to catch up with momma.

"Baby, it's not weird, at least I don't think it is. She wants to meet you, you know?" I said to Alice.

"Yeah, she told me, I wish I could've gone with you. Stupid finals." I laughed because I could see her pouting at the last part. "Coco says hi Daddy and she misses you by the way."

"As much as I would have loved you coming home with me, I don't know if my mom would have been too happy with only a few days to embarrass me. And I miss Coco too." My mother smirked and clicked her tongue at me again as we got to her car.

"Momma, seriously? An Escape?" I asked bewildered. I heard Alice laugh at me.

"Well Jasper Thomas, it has the room I need, and it's good for the environment." She informed as she opened the hatch for me.

"But Momma, it's a Ford." She rolled her eyes.

"Say's the boy who's first truck was a Ford."

"Yep, and I had to fix or repair it daily."

"That was only after Rose taught you baby boy." She teased helping Jordy into the car. Alice was laughing harder now.

"Oh you think this is funny Ms. Cullen?" I asked playfully.

"I just love hearing how you are with your mom, it's cute. And yes it's damn funny." I could hear the smirk in her voice.

"Hey Momma, she thinks we're cute." I informed her as I got in.

"Fudge, I know I look good. You on the other hand," She smiled as she ruffled my hair.

"Momma!" I whined. I hated that shit as a kid.

"I just thank the lord you got rid of that nasty black. Now you just need to start wearing your glasses more." She chided as she started the car.

"Help me," I whispered into the phone.

"I fully agree your glasses make you look fucking sexy. Not that you aren't all the time… I just love me a geeky Jazz." I felt my neck heat up, slouching in my seat hoping to hide it.

I can't believe she just said that.

"Oh no Jazzy, what'd she say? You only get like that when you're embarrassed," Momma laughed.

"Nothing Momma, I just think it's 'gang up on Jasper morning'."

"I love you daddy!" Jordy chirped from the backseat. I turned to smile at her.

"I love you too baby girl." She smiled widely as she continued to watch whatever was on the DVD player.

"Yeah well, I love me a relaxed Alice," I thought quickly, "and I mean the Alice who wears jeans, no make-up and just chills. Granted no matter what you're still fu… damned beautiful." I said into the phone.

"Awww, my baby boy's in love!" Momma teased, but I knew that look, she wasn't teasing. I just smiled sheepishly at her.

"What about sweat pants and tank tops… with flip flops? I'm working that look right now." Damn, she had to mention sweats and tank tops didn't she? Memories of the dressing room started invading my head. "I like your mom by the way."

"You know I'm a sucker for that look Ali." I looked over my mom. "You like Momma huh? Wanna trade mothers?"

"Pssh, I bet Alice is a better child then you ever were."

"Ahh, I dunno…I scared my mom, dad and Ed to death a few times… I dunno if she'd want me." She paused for a moment and then said, "You better be a sucker for this look, now whenever I wear it I… well I should stop."

Please God, let me get home without a hard on…

"She said that she scared her family a few times and doesn't think you would want her." Momma quirked her eyebrow at me.

"Put her on speaker." This was not a request.

"Baby, I think Momma wants to talk to you directly. Hold on while I put you on speaker." I looked back and saw Jordy had already fallen asleep, as I pushed the button on the phone. "Momma, did she sleep okay?" I nodded my head in Jordy's direction.

Momma's grip tightened on the steering wheel, "Maria," was her response.

"All right I got her on speaker… You still there Ali?"

"Yeah, hi Mrs… erm… Momma." Momma smiled brightly at Alice calling her that.

"Good morning dear. Now what do you mean I wouldn't want you? I would love to have you as a daughter!" I smiled proudly at my mom. "And if my son here ever gives you any trouble, you simply tell him 'to pick a switch'."

"Mom!"

"Um… I just scared the bejesus out of everyone all the time…" she stammered. Thanks mom you made her nervous. "I don't even know what a switch is, so he could lie to me…" Momma laughed.

"Well that was a very honest answer dear. And my boy better not be lying to his love." I glared at her, and she gave me the 'I dare you to say otherwise' look I was all too familiar with. "And a switch, my dear is something that will strike fear into any southern man's heart." I shook my head. "Don't deny it Jasper Thomas, just me mentioning it is making you get all shifty." She laughed again.

"I hope you know what you're getting yourself into Alice, this boy has caused more trouble than Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn combined."

"I wasn't that bad, Momma," I rolled my eyes at her insinuation.

"Oh no? Did you tell Alice the story about the chickens?"

"I've heard about the goats… and something about telling Bella to try tipping the cow with the horns" I slapped my palm to my face.

"Oh dear lord!" Momma laughed, "Please tell me he did not try to tell you he didn't know what he was doing with the steer!"

"Oh no, he told me the truth…"

"Good, don't need you two starting off with lies. So when do I expect to meet you Alice? Oh and we'll need to set up a time that would work for your parents, I would love to meet them too."

Holy shit, what was it with our mothers?

"Umm, I'll have to ask my mom. They go to Corpus Christi every summer for a few weeks… but I'm not sure. I'd love to meet you… I just uh, Jasper did you ask Billy about that yet?"

Holy shit, I'm included in this conversation?!

"Uh, yeah. He's said if the album is well received and then when we're on tour we'll make some stops in Texas."

"Oh goodie! And maybe by that time we can have a big family dinner." Momma beamed.

"Sounds good momma," I glanced down at my watch, "Baby, don't you have to leave for finals?"

"I'm driving and talking on my blue tooth…" I groaned at her nonchalant comment, "yeah, I know, don't lecture me…" she added.

"Just please be careful Alice." I said softly.

"I'm here though, wish me luck…"

"Good luck Alice!" Momma called out, I turned the speaker phone off and put the phone back to my ear.

"Good luck beautiful, even though you won't need it because you're such a smart cookie." I teased. "Miss you…" I added softly.

"I miss you… so much more than you know."

"I'll call you tonight, so I expect a full report on your day, as well as Coco's. Bye Ali…" Damn it I wanted to tell her how much I loved her, but I was scared shitless.

"Yes sir… Bye Jazz." And with that she was gone.

I smiled and looked back at Jordy again. "So what the fuck did Maria do now?"

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Finally four hours later after several cups of coffee and a very long, very hot shower I was home and relaxed. I knew tomorrow wouldn't be like this so I was content just hanging out with the girls.

After lunch, Jordy showed me her room. I hadn't seen it since I left and it was strange seeing the same pink walls I painted more than five years ago now hold the drawings she had made over the years.

We even played 'house', which was odd for me. She didn't want me to play Daddy, she wanted to be the 'Mommy' and I was to be the baby. I laughed when she said it was time to burp me, smacking me on the back. After a while she started to get sad.

I pulled her over to sit in my lap, "What's a matter baby girl?"

She looked up at me, her blue-green eyes moist with tears. "I'm sorry I made you leave Nana and Twilight."

"What gives you that idea Jordy?"

"Momma said you didn't love me, so you left Nana and Twilight so you could get away from me. Nana always seems so sad when Momma comes to get me. I'm a bad girl cause I make everyone mad or sad."

"Jordan," I sighed, "I didn't leave because of you baby." She looked up at me, hiccupping as her tears fell down her cheeks. "I love you Jordy. You're my daughter and I will never stop loving you. Nana loves you too and she's only sad because you're leaving…she gets lonely you know."

She nodded, "But Mommy is so mad all the time and I don't think Nana does anything to make her mad. I don't like it when she's mean to Nana" She shook her head vigorously to make her point.

"I don't know what to say baby girl. I can't speak for your Momma." She nodded and sniffled.

"Do you think I can live with you and Alice soon Daddy?" She asked softly.

I held her tighter, "I hope so baby girl." And I truly did. "I saw your Nana has some fresh carrots and I think I know someone who would love to have some." I smiled down at her as her eyes lit up.

"Twilight!" she jumped up, bouncing in place. "Oh daddy! Twilight's gonna be so happy to see you! She misses you so much daddy. I know cause she's my best friend and I put a picture of you in her room so she can see you every day before bed." She beamed up at me.

"Well, let's go say hello." As soon as I got up she ran out of the room. I followed behind biting my lip as she went flying down the stairs, probably not the best thing for her to do, but I didn't know if I should tell her to stop.

"Jordan Marie Whitlock, no running in the house!" I heard Momma yell at her.

"Yes ma'am," came the timid response. Momma gave me a look when I reached the bottom of the stairs.

"Now you two don't get all muddy. Dinner's fixin' to be ready and I expect you cleaned up and ready when I call for ya!" She hollered after us as Jordy pulled me outside.

I was glad to see that Jordan was a natural around Twilight. I remember when Momma first got her from the ASPCA as a foul, poor thing, always skittish around new people. She instantly became attached to me though, Momma said it was because horses were a great judge of character and she could tell I had a kind heart.

I had never seen Twilight so excited. I tried to protect Jordan because I was a little nervous she might accidently trample her, but when Twilight nipped at my shirt, I knew I had nothing to worry about, she'd never hurt her.

I tacked up Twilight and helped Jordy up into the saddle. I watched as she showed me what she knew, my girl was born to ride. After a while she wanted me to ride with her and wouldn't take no for an answer.

Momma hollered for us to come to dinner, so I gave Jordy a piggy ride back to the house. Momma beamed at us as we came in, we were laughing at a story about her and her girlfriend from school, Maya.

After dinner, momma told Jordy to get ready for bed while I was to help with clean up.

"She's more like you then you know, Jasper," Momma said breaking the silence. I looked up from the pan I was scrubbing to see her leaning against the counter, her arms folded over her chest and she was smiling.

"Well, she obviously has my appetite," I joked while shaking my head. How that little girl was able to eat two full bowls of chili and three pieces of corn bread was beyond me.

Momma laughed, "Yes, it almost as if I'm cooking for the three stooges again. But that's not what I mean, she's perceptive, charismatic and she knows things."

I just nodded.

"And she has your stubborn as a bull temper. Did she tell you about Maya?" She arched an eyebrow at me.

"Yeah, she told me that was her best friend besides Twilight."

Momma shook her head, "No, Jordan is Maya's protector. She stood up to a nine year old for Maya." She sighed. "Apparently, Jordan called this older girl a 'slut like my momma' as she took a swing at her." She informed me. I placed the bowl back in the sink and grabbed the edge of the counter.

"Why does Maria subject her to that? I don't get it. She wasn't like that when we were younger. And to leave my fucking daughter in the car while she's blowing God knows what!" I spat. Momma placed her hand on my shoulder.

"Baby boy, you can't let your anger get to you tomorrow. Jordan needs you now more than ever," she paused, "I know you have Alice now and I'm glad, but honey, you two need Jordan too." I gave her a questioning look. "I see it in your eyes Jasper. I've only seen that look two other times, and I know you are meant to be with her. The three of you are meant to be a family." She chuckled and she rinsed the bowl. "Or should I say four of you," she smirked.

"Momma, Coco's a dog." She nodded. "And what two times Momma?" She smiled and wandered off. I shook my head. No wonder Bella and Rose were so cryptic in their answers. They learned from the master.

"Do remember that trip to the beach when you were eight?" She asked coming back in with a photo album.

I laughed, "no, not really... why?" She smiled as she flipped open the book. She pointed her manicured finger at a picture of me and a dark haired girl. I looked up at her. "That ain't Bells." I said dumbly.

"You're right it's not. You were so upset about me yelling at you that you stormed off to the beach after your daddy told you to cool off. I, of course, was worried about the tide and followed you. Little did I know this little girl would get to you first." I looked from the picture to my mom and back. "You don't remember what happened?"

"Momma, you do realize how much pot I smoked growing up right?" I joked.

"Jasper, this little girl, right here, gave you a kiss and ran off. And rather than you being a boy about it, you started to run after her. When I stopped you, you had tears in your eyes. You were sad cause she left. And when I asked you what happened, you said 'she kissed me.' You my son had this look that was beyond anything a mother could hope to see. It was as if you had seen your future and knew what you wanted."

"Momma, that's crazy! I was only eight!"

"No, Jasper its fate." She said firmly.

"Momma, if its fate," I shrugged, "Where is she now?"

"Remember that girl when you were nineteen?"

"Momma," I sighed, "what are you getting at?"

"That was the second time I saw that look in your eyes. I remember when you came in from the rain, shivering as all hell, but purely excited. I also remember the crushed look on your face when you came back from looking for her." I stared at my mother like she was crazy. "Jasper, it was the same look you had when the little girl left you on the beach. That's when you changed." I shook my head.

"Momma, the only girl I knew at nineteen was Maria."

"Jasper, I'm talking about Forks."

I was standing in the living room. It was stuffy and dusty. The pictures seemed old and faded, as if they died the same time as their owner did. I could hear the voices of the lawyer and Bella coming in from the kitchen, every now and then someone would sniffle or sob.

Five years ago we lost Charlie. Five years seems like forever for most, but for us, it seems like yesterday. The one man in my fucking life was stolen from me. But it wasn't just about me. My momma lost her big brother, her best friend. Bella lost the only parent she had and the life she had in Forks.

My vision passed over an old photo, a picture of me and Bells, each of us hugging Charlie's legs as he laughed at the camera.

"Of course you're welcome to take whatever you like from the house. And whatever you leave Ms. Swan we will take care of for you." The bastard tried to sound as if he cared. You didn't know him asshole, my mind screamed at the bastard that dared to step foot in this house. I heard Bella sob a little and instantly I heard my mom trying to sooth her.

Suddenly I felt as if I was being choked, smothered. Maybe it was both. Either way I needed to get the fuck out of here.

Once outside, I took a deep breath. I was gonna have to get used to that, the air here was moist and I was used to the dry air of Texas, but damn I needed to get out of there. Nothing good ever came out of that fucked up mess.

Except Jordan, I'll never regret my baby girl, even if I never get to meet her. The sound of giggling pulled me out of my thoughts as my head snapped to the direction of the sound. There was a girl, she was laughing and I saw she was trying to cover for the fact she had lost her balance. She was different from what I was used to, most of the girls back home who vied for my attention were overly done and fake... kind of like Barbie dolls, but not this girl. As she made her way towards me I took in her whole look; she was short, her baggy jeans making that fact even more evident. She seemed as if she wanted to be something else, as if she was afraid to show off the woman she was, so she hid behind her tomboy exterior and yet, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

She was in front of me now, chewing at her gum as she flipped her long black hair behind her. I tilted my head to the side, wondering what she was doing here. Her eyes locked on to mine. I felt my breathing hitch. That green, so expressive and mysterious at the same time. It was the same green that's been my favorite color ever since I could remember.

"Hey," she finally spoke. I shoved my hands in my pocket, suddenly feeling as if I didn't deserve to be in her company, but couldn't keep my gaze from hers.

"Hey," I answered back lamely. She smirked at me. Great, she probably knows I'm a fucking lowlife.

"Why you standing out here… it's gonna rain." She pointed to the sky above us.

'No shit captain obvious', I thought as I bit back a chuckle, looking up briefly to humor her. I met her gaze and shrugged.

"So it is," after all this is Washington, one of the rainiest places in the United States. I wondered if she felt the need to point out the rain because she figured I wasn't a local.

Fuck figuring, it was pretty damn obvious the minute I opened my mouth. Sure Forks was the west coast version of a hick town, but they didn't have the drawl I had.

She moved closer to me, the breeze picking up some and causing her hair to flutter. Suddenly the scent of coconut filled my nostrils; it took my breath away and reminded me of summer. She was closer to me now, so close I could feel the heat radiating of her body, I felt my breath return, so fast in fact I felt as if I might hyperventilate as I looked down at her.

Jesus she's short. She raised her chin to peer up at me, her long black lashes framing her perfect almond shaped eyes. Green eyes… why was that so familiar?

"Did you get into a fight with your 'rents?" She smiled up at me and I noticed the flecks of gold in her eyes. Huh, that was unique I thought and I looked away for a moment. Something about her eyes and her scent reminded me of summers in Corpus Christi.

I shook my head. You're just insane Jasper.

"Nah," I smirked as I reached out, hooking my finger into the belt loop just above the pocket of her jeans. It was as if I was on auto pilot, but all I knew is once she was as close as she was to me, I was calm. I felt like I could breathe, that things would be okay. What the hell was that all about?

"It's just… complicated," I cocked my head to the side as I pulled her closer, close enough that her feet were between mine, our legs brushing against each other. "You always talk to strangers?" She laughed a little.

"Nope" she responded popping the p. "You just looked…" her eyes narrowed as her tongue stuck out some. I smiled. "Kind of lost" I raised an eyebrow at her.

I was lost. Or at least I think I was. I know I felt it earlier, when we left Texas, but up until this point, I didn't feel it. I felt like I was home, where I belonged. But that feeling wasn't here until she was.

She shrugged, "Well, for one thing, I've never seen you around and trust me, I would have noticed." She placed a hand on my shoulder, her fingers ghosting along my neck, "and you looked kind of sad." Her eyes danced across my face, no doubt trying to read me.

I gave her a small smile, surprised at how close she was to the truth. "What are you psychic?" I teased.

She smirked, "ha, I only wish." Her smile faltered, "Why are you sad?"

"Well, it's mighty kind of you to care, but there's no need to concern yourself with me." I looked off to side.

"Well," she used one hand to move my head so I was facing her again. "You better not do anything stupid," she smirked then shook her head, "I'm involved now, you jump and I'm gonna have to jump in after you."

Did she? Oh my fucking God she did.

My shoulders started to shake as I tried to keep from laughing; sure it was cute that she felt like she needed to protect me. But for fucks sake, to quote Titanic!

"So I take it I'm Rose in this relationship?" I teased, feeling the laughter creeping up. She snickered, her cheeks tingeing pink as she looked at our feet. "Come on," I coaxed getting her to look up. "I'm sorry, but that was cute. What stupid shit were you referring to?"

She licked her lips; my eyes immediately dart to her lips, noticing the shape of them for the first time. The way her bottom lip was fuller then the upper one, almost asking to be sucked on. I bit my own lip to keep from kissing her.

Jesus Christ, she was fucking beautiful.

"You know this is a small town right? We have like a liquor store and a grocery store. If you rob one everyone will know and then I'm the dumbass that assisted and because I have nowhere else to go…" She shrugged, "my cute little ass will end up in jail."

I winced when she mentioned being arrested. I had been, and I was grateful my uncle had been six feet under; unable to see it happen when it went down.

"Well, I could think of better things to do in this small town then get you in trouble Miss." What the hell are you saying Jasper?

'Well… if you're not robbing anything…" She looked me over and smiled. "You don't seem like a rapist or a kidnapper…" I'm not, but what the hell was she doing talking to me? She brought up valid points. What if I was one of those things?

"What's got you so down?" the sadness in her voice broke me from my internal ranting. Her beautiful green eyes were wide with worry.

I sighed, "Long story." I explained lamely. "And as you said, it's gonna rain."

She smirked again, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Fuck the rain" she said simply. If it weren't for the pink in her cheeks, I would have been convinced that, that was a normal response.

"That doesn't sound pleasurable." I joked. I licked my bottom lip slightly, my eyes once again darting to her lips.

"So…" She started, cocking her head to the side some. "Would a kiss make it better?" From her? Fuck yes!

I pulled her closer, my arms sliding around her waist. "Are you offering?" I smirked at her.

She bit her lip as the corners curled up into a smile. "It depends on your answer."

I gently brushed some of her hair behind her ear. "It's not nice to play with ones emotions ma'am." She stood on her toes, bracing herself on my shoulders as she leaned up closer to me.

"I would never play with your emotions." Her voice held such conviction to her statement I was momentarily stunned. I saw her gaze move to my own lips. I cupped her face in my hands, as I slowly moved in. Our lips brushed together softly, as if testing the waters.

I could taste her breath, rich with the winter fresh flavor of her gum, when I inhaled against her mouth. She pulled away slightly, again standing on her toes, as she took my hat off, tossing it towards the front door.

"You really shouldn't hide" She said softly, as her finger nails dragged along my scalp while she ran her fingers through my hair.

Those four words, felt like a life jacket. I crushed my lips to hers. She fisted her hands in my hair, pulling me closer as our mouths moved together. I needed to taste her and I needed it now. I traced my tongue along her bottom lip, this time tasting cherries. She moaned slightly as she allowed me entrance to her tongue.

I bent my knees a little, grabbing the back of her thighs. Instantly she jumped up knowing what I wanted. 'She's fucking perfect', I thought as I held her up and she wrapped her legs around me.

Our kiss became more desperate, our tongues taking turns to tease each other as the sky opened up. The icy raining hit us, causing her to shiver. I moved so I could shelter from the rain, pressing her against the siding of the house. She squeaked a little, no doubt surprised by my sudden change.

'You shouldn't do this Jasper! You know you don't want to hurt her!' My mind yelled at me, causing me to pull away a little. My breathing was ragged as I looked at her. She too, was panting, and I could tell she didn't want to stop either.

I moved to her neck, kissing and sucking on the flesh as I continued to her shoulders. I moved the strap of her tank top and bra some, allowing more access to her flesh. She ground her hips into me, causing me to moan against her.

On its own volition, my hand slipped underneath her tank top, the touch of her flesh making my fingers tingle. My fingers gently traced the seam of her bra underneath her breast before, I squeezed it some.

She moaned slightly, tugging on my hair, pulling my mouth back to hers. She sucked my bottom lip into her mouth before sliding her tongue into my mouth. I groaned as her tongue massaged mine, the taste of winter fresh over whelming me.

The rain started to fall harder and that's when the hail started. People say hail is a normal occurrence when the moisture in the air mixes with the cold. But in this case, I say it's a sign from God, telling me to leave this angel in my arms alone.

'Well fuck off. For once I feel like I belong here in this moment!' I thought, just before I was pelted in the head with the hail.

"Fuck," I growled, lowering her to her feet. I took her hand, and started to run to the willow tree at the base of the drive way. Under it we were protected from the hail.

"So where you from?" She asked me, as she snaked her arms around me. I chuckled, wrapping my arms around her.

"Ain't it obvious baby?" She rolled her eyes.

"It's obvious you're from the south. But where?"

"Texas."

She smirked at me, "Do they really make 'em bigger in Texas?" she asked, blushing fire in the process.

"Well," I chuckled. "I am tall… and I have big feet"

Her mouth popped open out of shock then snapped shut as she quickly turned redder. "Umm… do you ride bulls too?"

I shook my head, "No, my momma didn't want to worry too much about me. So I rode bronco instead." I laughed shaking my head. "I am the epitome of a cowboy."

By now she was scarlet. "I'm really sorry." She said the embarrassment rich in her voice. "I think I was born in the gutter." She shook her head and leaned her forehead into my chest. I chuckled and pulled her closer.

"Any other questions?" I smiled as she shook her head.

"No, 'cause everything I say can be turned into something dirty and I think I have mortified myself enough for one day."

"I bet I could top your mortification." She looked up at me and cocked her eyebrow up.

"How?" I sighed, licking my lip.

"Do you listen to country music?"

She laughed, "Does Country Grammar count?" She asked. I laughed shaking my head.

"No… Okay so this is what I'm gonna do, but swear to me you ain't gonna laugh, 'cause I suck. But I'm gonna sing a song for you."

She nodded, "Okay, I swear." I sighed again and cleared my throat.

The first verse of the song was slower, something you would typically expect from a country song. I took her hand in mine, stepping back some.

"I was sitting on a bar stool

In a barbecue joint in Tennessee

When this ole boy walked in

And he sat right down next to me

I could tell he'd been through some hard times

There were tear stains on his old shirt

And he said you wanna know what you get

When you play a country song backwards"

I spun her around once, smiling at her when I saw her laughing. I pulled her close to me again. Winking at her, to let her know it gets better.

"You get your house back

You get your dog back

You get your best friend Jack back

You get your truck back

You get your hair back

Ya get your first and second wives back

Your front porch swing

Your pretty little thing

Your bling bling bling and a diamond ring

Your get your farm and the barn and the boat and the Harley

First night in jail with Charlie

Sounds a little crazy, a little scattered and absurd

But that's what you get when you play a country song backwards"

She started laughing hysterically. I raised an eyebrow at her. "I like your voice," she got out between laughs. I smiled, my hands moving to her back. I slid them into the back pockets of her jeans, as I made us rock back and forth to the song.

"Well I never heard it said quite like that

It hit me in the face cause that's where I'm at

I almost fell flat out on the floor

He said wait a minute that's not all there's even more"

"No way!" She laughed some more, as she slid her hands up my chest to lock them around my neck.

"You get your mind back

Your nerves back

Your first heart attack back

You get your pride back

You get your life back

You get your first real love back

You get your big screen TV, a DVD and a washing machine

You get the pond and the lawn

The bail and the mower

You go back where you don't know her

It sounds a little crazy a little scattered and absurd

But that's what you get

When you play a country song backwards"

"Oh play that song'

"Yee-haw!!!"

"We sat there and shot the bull about how it would be

If we could turn it all around and change this c-r-a-p"

She snorted at that.

"You get your house back

You get your dog back

You get your best friend Jack back

You get your truck back

You get your hair back"

She surprised me humming along to it; she was dancing more to it, making me laugh as I tried to sing.

"Ya get your first and second wives back

Your front porch swing

Your pretty little thing

Your bling bling bling and a diamond ring

Your get your farm and the barn and the boat and the Harley

First night in jail with Charlie

You get your mind back

Your nerves back

Your first heart attack back

You get your pride back

You get your life back

You get your first real love back

You get your big screen TV, a DVD and a washing machine

You get the pond and the lawn

The bail and the mower

You go back where you don't know her

It sounds a little crazy a little scattered and absurd"

I dipped her back as I sang the last two lines, slow and drawn out.

"But that's what you get

When you play a country song backwards"

I pulled her back up and she was laughing, her eyes alive with excitement, the gold flecks dancing with her laugher.

"Are you sure that's a real song?" She asked me. I feigned being hurt by her accusation.

"Why would I lie to a pretty little thing like you about a song as awesome as that?" I teased.

"Well I've never heard it before."

"Well then, I feel privileged to be the one that introduced it to you." I smiled smugly at her. "I was the first to sing it to you, and now whenever you hear it, you'll think of me." She smiled back up at me still laughing. Just the mere sight of her smile took my breath away, as she nodded.

"What's your name beautiful?" I asked, once we both calmed down from laughing. She went to open her mouth, do doubt to answer me, but snapped it shut as some guy in his leather jacket and beanie called out.

"Mary!" he yelled in our direction, glaring at me. I looked down at her, catching her rolling her eyes.

"I've got to go" she said sadly, pulling herself away from me. I nodded, suddenly feeling empty again when she was no longer in my arms.

"Bye Mary," I said to her. She turned to look at me over her shoulder, giving me a smile, waving as she got into his car.

"Mary…" I said softly.

"What was dear?" Momma asked looking up from the fridge.

"Mary, the girl from Forks, holy shit Momma," she turned to look at me. I gave her a hug. "Do you know what this means?"

"No baby boy, what?" but the smile on her face told me otherwise.

"I found her Momma. I finally found her!"

"Who Jasper?"

"Mary, Momma," I couldn't believe I didn't see it before, "Mary is Alice… Alice is Mary!"

"That's wonderful Jasper. Do you think she's the same girl?" I chuckled. I now knew it was the same girl from the funeral.

"Well, I know she was at Charlie's funeral." Momma gave me a questioning look. I just shook my head. "A misunderstanding on both parts, led to some stupid things." I offered.

"It's her Jasper, I know it," Momma said, but was stopped from continuing as Jordy bounced into the kitchen.

"Nana, can I have a tea party with daddy before I go to bed?" Momma nodded at her before smiling widely at me. I knew that look, something was up.

Jordy took me by the hand and led me up to her room. "Daddy, this is a girly tea party so Nana and I have to make you up." She pointed at the chair next to her tea table. "Sit there and I'll go get Nana," she explained before running out of the room.

A few moments later momma came back with Jordy on her heels. She handed me a brunette wig. "Put this on Jasper." Momma instructed as she tried to bite back the laughter. I did as I was told; silently thanking God that Alice had finals and couldn't see this.

"Kay Daddy, make a kissy face like this," Jordy instructed as she puckered her lips.

"Why?" I asked. Momma started chuckling.

"Because Daddy. Every proper lady wears lip gloss to an outing."

"But I'm not a proper lady," I retorted. Jordy pouted, causing me to give in. "Fine, you win." I sat there as she applied the lip gloss. I didn't even want to know how it was that my five year old knew how to apply this stuff.

Christ, I'm never going to live this down if Emmett ever finds out.

"There now you need to put these on," Jordy said as she handed me a tiara and pink feathered boa.

"Princess, I shouldn't wear this…" She laughed.

"Daddy, every girl wears a head piece to afternoon tea, duh." She put on her pink cowgirl hat and started to pour our 'tea'. I put the stuff on, and looked back at Momma who was laughing harder now.

Just as I looked back at her I heard the 'click' of the camera before my brain had registered the flash.

"Momma!" I jumped up as she ran out the hall way laughing. I could hear Jordan laughing too.

"Oh Alice is gonna love this one!" Momma sang as she ran down the stairs.

"Momma please, if you love me you'll delete that right now!" I called after her trying to catch up with her.

"What's a matter Jazzy? You don't feel pretty?" She teased as we began to make laps around the couch.

"Momma please, you're gonna scare her!" Momma just laughed and stopped, holding out the phone so I could take it.

I snatched it from her just in time to see the notification that the picture text was sent to three recipients.

"Momma who…"

"Bella, Alice and of course, Rose." Her smile was one of triumph. The women in my family are out to kill me.

A few moments later my phone went nuts with text messages. More or less from Emmett saying I should pray I never get thrown in prison cause I would make a 'pretty bitch'.

The one text I did answer was from Alice.

How is it that you make a prettier girl then I do? ~ Ali

What the hell do I say to that? Thanks, glad you'd still fuck me like this. No, 'cause she never said that, she merely said that I was prettier than her.

I snorted as I typed in a response.

Do need my geek glasses? You're 100 times prettier than me! ~ Jazz Man

After getting Jordan to stop with the giggles, I read her a chapter of Charlotte's Web, having a sense of déjà vu as I did it. She would respond like Bella did when momma read this to us as kids.

By the time I was done with the chapter she was fast asleep, hugging the bear Alice and I gave her. I pulled the blanket up over her, tucking her in and giving her a kiss goodnight.

I went to my room striping down and finally checking my phone again. Alice had sent me another text.

Yeah you know you'd do yourself. Hell I'd switch teams! ~ Ali

Oh, very funny! What are you hanging out with Em today? ~ Jazz Man

Why are you dressed like that anyway? ~ Ali

Tea parties are apparently for girls only. Jordy said I needed to look the part. ~ Jazz Man

Ahh, okay that makes sense ~Ali

I'm glad someone understands, cause I sure as hell don't. I'm sorry baby but I need to get to bed, court in the AM. I miss you xox ~ Jazz Man

ok I miss you too xoxoxo ~ Ali

If only she knew that when I say I missed her it meant so much more than that.

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Momma walked towards my truck. Her usual laid back appearance masked by the simple black pant suit she was wearing. Her blond curls pulled back off her face, making her seem more like a business woman, then a rancher. I rolled the window down as she approached.

"Because Jordy is in my custody, I'm not gonna be able to sit in for the main part of the hearing," she said regretfully.

"Momma, its fine. I would rather Jordan didn't hear the shit Maria is no doubt gonna bring up." She nodded before patting my cheek.

"Make sure you get your tie on Jasper Thomas." She reminded me as she went to her car.

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"Case number three-seven-four-p-c-t-x. Whitlock versus Salas, All rise for the honorable Judge Deaton."

I stood with my lawyer, quickly glancing to the other side where Maria stood with hers.

In just the short period of time since I last saw her, she looked as if she'd wasted away. She had to be forty pounds lighter and her face was sunken in, basically, she looked like complete shit. She glared over at me and despite her ragged appearance, her anger and hate for me was even more than evident in her dark brown eyes as they locked onto mine.

"In the matter of custody of female minor Jordan Marie Whitlock, we have come here to determine the paternity of said child. Then the hearing will be given. I would like to remind you both that a decision may not be made today. Which if that is the case, the court order of temporary guardianship to Samantha Whitlock-Hale will stand as it does today." The judge explained.

"Will Mr. Whitlock please stand before the court?" She asked not looking up from her documents.

I stood from my seat, straightening my tie and waited to see what was going to happen. Yes, at this point I was scared shitless.

"Are you Jasper Thomas Whitlock?"

"Yes your honor"

"And is it correct for the court to assume that your lawyers requested the DNA test to determine the paternity of Jordan Marie Whitlock at your insistence?" She looked at me now, her expression was unreadable.

"That is correct your honor."

"And Mr. Whitlock, what if turns out you are not the biological father of this child? Do you intend to continue with the hearing seeing as you would have no rights to the child?"

She's my fucking kid lady! My mind screamed at her.

I cleared my throat before answering the judge, trying my best to get the anger boiling up to go down.

"Honestly, your honor. I would still like to pursue this, whether I am the biological father or not. I believe it to be in the best interest for Jordan to be removed from her mother's custody and placed into the custody of someone who will not cause her harm, whether it is physical or emotional."

"Objection, your honor! Mr. Whitlock has nothing to base his claim on whether or not the child is in any harm while in the custody of her mother." Maria's lawyer objected.

"Understood councilor, but according to these affidavits I have here, this is going to be an interesting case." She directed her attention back to me. "Thank you Mr. Whitlock, you may be seated."

She flipped through some more documents. I felt as if the room was beginning to spin. The wait was killing me.

"Well it looks as if the first matter at hand is the paternity of Jordan Marie Whitlock…" She started.

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I was getting the last of my shit packed, still amazed at what Jordy had told the judge about Maria; like leaving her alone at the diner, while she went off with her 'friend' Laurent. Yeah, if I was here one more fucking day Laurent would be fucking dead and Jordan would be without a father.

How could anyone put their child in such a situation?!

I slammed my dresser shut, just remembering the tears on Jordan's face when she told the judge about seeing Maria being struck by that prick.

I needed Alice. I picked up my phone, hitting her speed dial as I screamed into the pillow. I didn't even hear her pick up.

"Jazzy? Are you okay?" I heard her call out. I put the phone against my ear.

"Yeah," I sighed. "Sorry, I'm just really fucking pissed right now. And honestly, you're the only one I could think of to talk too." The only one I want right now.

"Well I'm glad I'm the one you call," I could hear the smile in her voice. "Did you want to talk about it?"

"Christ," I groaned rubbing my hand over my face, "I don't even know where to start."

"You don't have to if you don't want to. It's not about…" She trailed off, then softly added, "Jordy is yours right?"

I smiled widely. She was mine, I was fucking right! "Yes, she's mine. I'm her Daddy. Ninety Nine point Nine percent match to the DNA says so. But I always knew it."

"Good I'm glad" She sounded as relieved as I felt. "Do you want to talk about court or will talking about it make you madder?"

I sighed again, I didn't want her to get upset or make her feel like she needed to fix it somehow. "I just don't understand how Maria can willingly put our daughter into fucked up situations all the time. She's in a relationship with Laurent, who everyone out here knows is the resident drug lord." This kind of shit couldn't be good for Jordan, it was a wonder she seemed so happy. "Jesus, Alice…she left Jordan in the car outside of her own mother's house. Making our daughter walk two blocks in the dark, so she could call my Momma to come get her."

"I'm sorry baby." I heard her say, no doubt through clenched teeth. "I think the judge will see that and decide it's in Jordy's best interest to get her out of the hands of Cruella De Ville." I smiled; she always seemed to know how to make me feel better.

"At least for the time being she's in momma's custody, granted, starting tomorrow all visits are to be court supervised." I chuckled darkly. "Good thing I'm leaving tomorrow huh?"

"Yeah…" She sounded at a loss for words. I knew the feeling. "Did you want to talk about something else? Get your mind off it?"

"Yes please."

"Um… are you alone?" Oh this might be interesting, she's nervous about something.

I smirked as I imagined what could have her so flustered. "Are you?"

"Give me a second" She said, clearly I misread her. I heard her put the phone down and do something. "Now I am." Now she was? What the fuck…? Oh yea the dog! I smacked myself internally for forgetting that.

"And what are you wearing?" I asked, oh yeah, I was so considering phone sex right now. So much so, that I started to remove my jeans.

"A purple night gown… it's short… I think you'd like it."

"I bet I would…" I bit my lip, if I knew my Alice; it was like the silky one she wore when I first came to her condo. "You know what I would like better?"

"What?"

"If it was on the floor…" I started to chew on my upper lip, expecting her to laugh at any moment. But it never came.

"Hang on," She said quietly. I heard her set the phone down, before the sound of fabric rustling crossed over the line. "Okay done," She said shyly. "What are you wearing?"

I wanted to laugh at myself when I actually looked down. I knew what I was wearing, yet there I was double checking. "Boxers," I answered her.

"Is that it?" She sounded slightly disappointed.

"Yep," I even popped the 'p', causing her to giggle.

"Take 'em off" she said softly. I stood up off the bed, and hurried to the door to lock it. There was no way in hell I was gonna risk someone walking in. Once I got back to the bed, I quickly slipped my boxers off and settled back into the bed.

"Done," I informed her.

"Did you wanna… uh…?" I could hear the vibrator as she held it closer to the phone. "Tell me what to do?"

"Yeah, but first we need to get you wet," I told her.

"Okay," she whispered softly as she let out a breath of air.

"Baby, have you done this before?"

"This? No…" she laughed nervously. I smiled.

"Well that makes two of us… so look we're both phone sex virgins" I joked, feeling relieved when her laugh sounded less forced and more natural. "So I was thinking…"

"Uh-oh, that's never a good sign," She teased. Oh no she didn't...

"Do you want me to make you cum or not Alice?" I prodded. She made a slight moaning noise before answering.

"Yes," I could still hear the smile in her voice.

"Good. This is what we'll do. You'll lay back and close your eyes. I'm gonna tell you what I see myself doing to you okay?"

"M'kay"

"And want you to touch yourself. But don't be afraid to talk to me understand?"

"I think so." I started to chew on my lip, thinking of the best way to do this. It was so much easier when I was there to watch her. I closed my eyes, picturing her lying next to me in the bed, her beautiful smile looking up at me.

"I'm kissing your neck, that spot right where your shoulder and neck meets… nipping at your soft flesh. Mmm… your skin is so soft against my lips."

She moaned softly, "touch me Jasper."

"Yes baby, do you feel my hands running up from your stomach to your tits? Kneading them in my hands, massaging them?"

"Yes…"

"Do you like that baby? Do you like it when I squeeze your tits in my palms? How about when I tug on your nipples some?" She moaned out in response, I could see her taking her own nipple into her fingers as she tugged them like I would.

"Lick your fingers baby, then trace them around your nipple." She didn't answer me immediately but when I heard her moan out I knew she had done it.

"That's my tongue baby. You like it when I tease your nipples don't you?" She moaned out again, leading me to believe she was liking this.

"You feel me running my hand down your body baby?"

"Yes…"

"Kissing you as my hand travels down… tell me baby… are you wet?" she moaned out again.

"I want you hear you say it Alice," I said firmly.

"Yes…"

"Yes what baby?"

"Oh God… yes Jasper… I'm wet." Well fuck I never wanted to be home as much as I did right now.

"Good baby, you know how much I love it when you're wet for me." I reached down to my cock and began to stroke it, listening to her breathing heavily. "You feel me touching you baby, teasing your clit with my fingers?" she started making mewing sounds.

"That's right Ali, just like that…" I bit back a moan as I stroked myself faster. "Do you want my dick baby?"

"God yes…" she moaned.

"Use the vibrator Ali." I waited for her, wishing more than ever I had a web cam or some shit to watch her with. I knew she was doing what I asked when I heard her gasp. She started to pant more, as the mewling sounds became louder.

"God, Alice, you have no idea what you're doing to me." I moaned as I pictured myself fucking her.

"Fuck…" She moaned, damn I loved it when she swore.

"Talk to me baby, tell me what you want" I told.

"Jasper… I want you so badly."

"I want you too baby."

"I want you to touch me…" she pleaded. "I want your mouth on me." I couldn't bite back the moan that escaped my mouth.

"I want that too baby, god I love the way you taste."

"I want you inside of me…" she trailed off, gasping some.

"Fuck yourself harder Alice. Imagine it's me baby, slamming my cock deep inside of you."

"Yes!" She called out, as my grip tightened. "I love feeling your cock when you slam it into my pussy." She started to moan, her voice coming out in whimpers, I could see her body as she rode me, and feel the way her legs would start to tremble as her orgasm came close.

"Keep talking baby…" I panted. I loved this new side of her.

"Oh God, I want…." She moaned out, "I want to suck your cock, Jasper. Then I want you to fuck me on the counter in the kitchen." She started panting heavier. "I want to feel you slide in and out of me as we kiss and moan… my ass on the cold granite… Oh God… please…"

She was there, I knew that plea, and I fucking ached for it.

"I want to feel you cum inside of me," she moaned out.

"Fuck" I growled as the image of her begging for me to cum sent me over the edge, coming hard and fast. "Cum Alice," I whispered as I tried to regain my breathing.

She moaned out my name as she gasped for air, her lips whispering my name over and over. God I would give anything just to hold her as her body came down from the high of her orgasm.

I quickly grabbed some tissues of the night stand to clean up, carefully listening to Alice as she regained her normal breathing pattern.

"That was…" She started after a few moments, giggling a little.

"Fucking hot," I finished for her. She giggled and hummed in agreement. We didn't want to hang up yet. So we agreed to stay on the phone until one of use fell asleep first.

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The alarm went off at seven this morning, leaving me frantic as I tried to make sure I had everything. Jordan was still sleepy come eight and could barely walk to the car.

Momma took my bags as I carried Jordan to the car. Once she was buckled in, we were on our way to the airport.

We had managed to get there an hour early. I sent a text message to Alice to let her know I was at the airport. When my phone died exactly two minutes later due to me not charging it the night before, I wanted to kick my own ass.

Well it's not like you're gonna be that much longer without seeing her, I thought as it was time to board the plane.


A/N:

Robin: -hands over Oreos- Hey K how is your version of Alice coming?

Kristin: -takes a few- Umm... well she different that's for sure. Hows Jasper doing for ya?

Robin: -giggles- he's so dirty I need to take a shower.

Kristin: -snorts- So Demons and Sinners is definitely them eh?

Robin: -nods- yes ma'am. I know we have our girls in the thread definitely excited about it, June 3rd isn't that far away.

Kristin: Truefax, didn't Alsper say something about him having a FF Page for this one?

Robin: -nods- So everyone add Alsper to your favs and check out Demons and Sinners coming out June 3rd. We should probably warn them though.

Kristin: What that this story revolves around outside abuse, drugs and sex?

Robin: -nods- and it definitely is darker in theme than OMS.

Kristin: -nods- truefax

Robin: Reviews make us happy and Til' next time! -runs off-

Kristin: Yeah, and don't forget to go to our faves and add Alsper to your Alerts cause it's worth it! PEACE! -runs off-