Everyday Moments of Perfection

A/N: I really am out of superlatives. You guys are just so amazing. Like Bella said in BD – people really need to invent new positive words to describe people. All of my lovely reviewers deserve a hug and a Jasper plushie. :D

Anyway, so this one was also suggested, by AliceWhitlock09. Tis the first time Alice and Jasper reunite after the whole Volterra incident in New Moon.

I have a hole in my sock. I just noticed that while I was typing this. Lol. X]

Anyway, the tale shall begin … um, now.

Jasper was worried. To the point where he almost felt physically sick.

Alice was gone.

This was the only thought that his mind could process. Of course, he had tried to chase after her, but she had asked him not to. And he trusted her. He just hoped she knew what she was doing. A surge of guilt swept through Jasper as he thought; Forget the promise! Go and find her! See that she is alright…what the hell kind of mate are you?!

But a larger part of him wouldn't - no, couldn't jeopardise Alice's trust in him. She had asked him not to go after her. Even when his body ached to hold her in his arms, to see her face and know that she was safe…he couldn't. He knew Alice would be okay. She was fine - Jasper would have felt it if she wasn't. She had been gone for two days, the longest time in centuries that they had been parted without knowing where the other one was. She had told him nothing of her journey, or where it would lead. But he had seen by the sadness in her eyes and the fear in her emotions that it was not a light journey. It was serious.

He sat on their bed, holding one of Alice's jumpers, her scent lingering on it. He crushed it to him, taking in the scent. Come home soon, Alice. Come home to me. Please.

~oOo~

The next day came, and Jasper had not moved from his position one inch. He heard a quiet knock at the door and he turned his head sharply.

"Come in," he whispered, his voice slightly hoarse from disuse.

Carlisle opened the door, and Jasper could feel the sorrow and pity in his emotions.

Carlisle sat next to Jasper, putting a hand on his son's shoulder in comfort. Jasper was grateful for it. Even if they didn't show it perhaps as often as they should, Jasper and Carlisle were as much father and son as Carlisle and Emmett or Carlisle and Edward. Carlisle could see the look of utter helplessness in Jasper's eyes. He was lost without Alice.

Carlisle held out a small, black object. Jasper looked at it for a second before realising it was a phone. He took it and held it to his ear.

"Jasper?"

Jasper nearly shook with happiness. "Alice," he breathed, the relief evident in his voice.

"I'm so, so sorry. I shouldn't have left like I did."

Jasper was powerless to speak. Alice took his silence as annoyance and continued, her tone slightly pleading, "Jasper? I'm sorry. But I had a vision and-"

Jasper interrupted, stemming the flow of Alice's pleadings with a simple, "It's so lovely to hear your voice."

He could hear the complete relief colouring Alice's voice. "Oh... Jazz. We'll be landing soon. I love you."

"I love you too," I said. Those four words really weren't enough. Jasper thought, You would think – since I'm an empath and all, I would be able to articulate such feelings a lot better.

But Jasper's brain wasn't really working up to par. He was too dazed by all that had happened – and all that he had just heard.

"I'll see you soon, my wonderful Jasper."

Jasper heard the soft click of Alice hanging up on the other end of the phone. Jasper just sat, holding the phone to his ear. Carlisle reached forward, gently taking the phone from Jasper's hand.

"Come on, son. Let's go and meet them all at the airport," Carlisle said gently, pulling Jasper to his feet. Jasper looked at him, for a second not comprehending what he had said. Then his eyes widened as the meaning of what Carlisle had said hit him. He ran out of the door as fast as he could, diving down the stairs and jumping into the first car he saw. He sped down the driveway at an unholy speed, barely registering the rest of the family climbing into the black sedan behind and following him at a similar speed.

~oOo~

He saw her.

She was climbing down the steps of the aeroplane, with grace and liveliness in each step she took. Jasper just stared. It was like a dying man in a desert, spying an oasis; or a blind man seeing the world for the first time in his life. Jasper had eyes for nothing and no one else; not even watching as both Edward and Bella emerged from the plane. He didn't care that right now they were embracing, with Esme awkwardly trying to hug Bella while Edward was still attached to her.

Alice was here.

She was standing in front of him.

He stared into her eyes, amber matching amber. He felt her emotions; extreme regret, relief, happiness and most of all love. Jasper took in every inch of her, felt her familiar and fresh scent once again fill his senses, everything about her - her emotions, her face, her scent; all once again assuming their rightful places within him. Their souls reached out for one another, feeling each other once again, fitting perfectly like two pieces of a puzzle. Jasper placed his forehead against hers, drinking in each sensation.

Jasper felt like for two days he had been lost, wandering alone in some dank and dark place, filled only with worry and complete desolation. Like half of him was missing.

Now she was here; and he was once again complete. He felt as her arms held him to her, clasping him firmly in her embrace, silently telling him she would never let go. He kissed her cheek softly, letting his lips linger there. She smiled. "Jasper," Alice said.

There were no more words to say. No 'I love you' or 'I missed you' or 'Don't leave me ever again'.

They were perfectly attuned to each other – each instinctually knew what to do, or how they felt, from the moment they had first met. Words were obsolete.

Jasper and Alice didn't need them.

They had each other.

Ptch. I kinda felt like I was bitch-slapping Edward and Bella in that. I don't know why. Although, Jasper and Alice are amazing, and they have been together a lot longer - and a lot more steadily, might I add - than Edward and Bella. Oh, well. I don't know. If you felt that way - I didn't do it intentionally. Lol.

Anyway, I hope you liked it!

Raven. x