Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, any of the characters in Twilight, or anything related to the books and/or movies. If I did, I would be way too busy- doing dirty things with the Cullen boys- to sit down at my laptop and write this story. The scenes that I did borrow from Stephenie Meyer have been revamped to fit my story.

A/N: MotherDuckAtSchool, Bella will not be getting back with Edward. This is definitely a Jasper/Bella story.

A/N 2: BriyerRose, I'm still thinking about the baby thing. I do know that if I decide to take the story down that direction, it wouldn't be Renesmee. It would be a totally different child.

Learning to Live Again

Chapter Thirty-Six:

Victoria was right when she had mentioned déjà vu earlier. Here I was, being held by a sadistic vampire while my family looked on with fearful expressions across their faces. All of the faces except for Jasper. He had a pained look on his features, obviously worried that this would be my end.

Cameron was standing behind me, holding me against his body with his left arm while his right hand had snaked up to encircle my throat. He wasn't holding tight enough for me to not be able to breath, but he was making his point. Esme and Alice were standing a couple yards away from us behind the rest of my family. Esme's face showed concern while Alice was staring off into the distance, trying to see the future to see if I would make it through this fight. Rosalie was standing between Emmett and Edward in a crouching position. She resembled a cat in her stance, just like Victoria had.

Emmett and Edward were another story. Emmett's frame being twice as large as Edward's was always intimidating, but now it was more so than ever. He was ready to spring into action, his biceps flexed, his face scrunching up in a snarl. That's what big brothers are for. Edward was also poised to pounce, but his face was reflecting different emotions. It was the same face that he had given me when he had found me being hurt by James. Pain, fear, anger, determination. It was all evident in his eyes.

Jasper was the closest one to me, only a couple feet away. I could see his mind racing a mile a minute, trying to find the best way to get me from the newborn vampire's grasp without hurting me. His eyes were moving around Cameron so quickly I couldn't make out their color. I was betting that they were black with fury right now.

"I wouldn't try anything funny right now, Jasper," Cameron warned my mate with a low, menacing tone from deep within his throat. "I can snap her neck before you would get a finger on me, and you know it."

"But I would have you dead less than a second after," Jasper retorted. I knew he was being honest as well.

"And then what?" Cameron asked. "You would follow soon after? Not being able to exist without her."

"More than likely," Jasper answered back, looking into my eyes for the first time since Cameron had grabbed me. They were black, but I could still see the love for me that he had shining through them. He was trying to reassure me that I would be okay, even though he himself wasn't sure if I would be.

"How touching. I used to have that, too," Cameron said. He took a step back toward the living room, pulling me gently with him.

"Well, I have it right now. Would you really be the one to take it away?" Jasper asked, gauging the other vampire's reaction.

Cameron wasn't like the nomads that we had dealt with this past year. Even though he was only a year old, he was able to control himself around me. He was holding me so closely to him but he hadn't even tried to take a bite yet. And he was more concerned with love than the urge to feed and kill. He reminded me of Edward in a way. Maybe if Jasper could appeal to his emotions, he would be able to look at our current situation from a different perspective. It was wishful thinking, but what did I have to lose?

"No one can take that away from us, Jazz," I whispered, lifting my arm slowly to reach my hand toward the vampire who had managed to become my world in less than a month.

Cameron didn't move. He was thinking, trying to see what would benefit him the most. Should he kill the human and then be ripped apart by her lover? Should he let her go and then run off back to the sociopath who had been controlling him this last year? Should he stay and fight with this strange family he had just met? I could sympathize with how confusing it must be for him right now.

"Cameron," the soft whisper came from Alice. She was moving, walking closer toward us past Emmett, Rosalie, and Edward. She stopped when she was standing next to Jasper. "My visions haven't been clear lately, but I do know that if you were to return to Victoria, she would show no mercy with you. She would have you killed in an instant to ensure that you wouldn't run away again. I believe that you love her, but I also know that she doesn't feel the same for you."

Even though she was saying things that he did not want to hear, Cameron's posture became more relaxed. His grip around my waist and throat let up, allowing me to take a deep breath of oxygen. He took another step back as Alice took one forward, standing closer to me than Jasper was now. My hand fell down to my side.

Cameron and I were now in the doorway between the foyer and living room in the house. I noticed movement through the large picture window and turned my head along with Cameron. Carlisle's Mercedes was pulling up to the house. He was returning home from the hospital now. I took comfort knowing that my surrogate father was here. He always had a calming way to negotiate with others.

"That's our father, Cameron. He's coming home to check on Bella and to make sure that we're all okay. Don't you want that, too? To know that there are people who care about you, who care about what happens to you? Victoria doesn't," Alice explained as Carlisle walked into the front door and joined our group.

He took his place beside Esme, watching the exchange with worried eyes. Alice nodded a hello to him and then turned back to Cameron and me.

"You can have that here. I've seen different scenarios of your future in my mind. They're constantly changing, because you haven't chosen your path yet. You could be happy here with us. Here with me," she finished. I let out a small gasp and turned to lock eyes with Jasper.

Cameron's posture stiffened again, standing straight up and pulling me up with him. His arms fell to his side and I was in Jasper's arms before I even realized that Cameron was no longer holding me against him. I snuggled against Jasper's chest, clutching my arms tightly around his waist, trying desperately to get as close to him as I could while he stroked my hair and planted kisses on the top of my head. I turned my head slightly to look at Cameron and Alice.

"I… I don't know," Cameron said with a stutter to his voice. He was staring at Alice, frozen as she took another step toward him and was standing directly in front of him. She reached out and grabbed his hands in her own before continuing.

"I've seen it. We travel the world together, experiencing everything. We're happy, you and me. I was so scared that I would never have that again, Cameron. Now I know that I can, and I am hoping that you won't say no to me." I had never seen Alice beg, but I felt like she was about to.

"I don't know if I can live this lifestyle that you do," Cameron admitted, taking a sideways glance to me. Jasper instinctively tightened his grip on me. Cameron hung his head.

"It will be difficult at first, but of course you will be able to. Jasper was able to adjust, and so will you," Alice assured him.

Cameron didn't say anything. He pulled Alice to him and wrapped her in his arms. I could hear them each let a strangled sigh escape their lips and couldn't stop myself from smiling at the new pair. Alice truly was my best friend, and while I knew that she wanted Jasper and I to be happy with each other it didn't stop me from feeling guilty that I was now with the person she thought she would spend eternity with. Now if only I could find someone for Edward to lessen that guilt.

Our family stood silent while the two new lovers shared a quiet moment together, reveling in the feeling of each others arms. When they finally pulled back from each other, Cameron looked at me with sorrow and regret.

"I'm sorry for almost hurting you, Bella. I won't let it happen again," Cameron vowed while Alice wrapped herself around his side.

"I won't let it happen again," Jasper said, all but snarling at our new brother. I pinched his side, knowing that I wouldn't hurt him but also knowing that he would get the point. He looked down at me and placed a chaste kiss on my lips. "Bella and I are going to go upstairs for awhile," he announced. He had pulled me up to our room and locked the door behind us before anyone could say anything.

Jasper placed me on our large bed and crouched down so that our eyes were level. "You are never to do anything that risky again, Isabella Swan. I can't lose you now that I have you," he stated, his voice louder than normal. Jasper had never given me an order before, but I understood the fear that he had just experienced. It was the same fear that I had felt when he was fighting Laurent in the woods.

"I promise, Jasper," I whispered before throwing myself into his arms, wrapping my own around his neck. He was not expecting the sudden force behind my actions and we both toppled to the ground. My lips were on his, more demanding than they'd ever been. "I promise you everything, Jasper Whitlock," I moaned against his lips as his hands moved to grasp my hips and pull them harder against his own.

My kissing became harder and more demanding. I let my tongue snake out of my mouth and lick Jasper's bottom lip, urging him to open his mouth to mine. He happily obliged, matching my actions with his own. My hands moved down from his face to the bottom of his shirt, pulling it upward to expose the taut stomach underneath it. We broke apart from each other's mouths as I pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it to the ground next to us. Jasper took this opportunity to do the same with my own shirt.

His lips found their way back to my mouth before starting a path of kisses along my jaw and neck. Finally finding his way to my chest, Jasper placed a trail of kisses along the top of my bra, dipping his tongue underneath the fabric every now and then. My breaths were coming pants as my hands were gripping his hips tightly, digging into his hard skin as I pulled his lower half against mine roughly.

"Jasper," I moaned out. "Jasper, I need you to…" I lost my thoughts as he undid my bra and let it fall from my body. Jasper was now hovering above me as I lay on the floor at the foot of our bed.

"What do you need me to do, sweetheart?" he asked against my skin. His mouth was on my breast and his hands were working their way down to my hips, getting ready to dispose of my jeans as well.

I used my own hands to pull his lower half against mine again, wanting the pleasure of the friction it caused. "I need you, Jasper," I finally managed to get out. "Make love to me," I begged him.