A Game Gone Wrong

Let's put it this way, if I owned any of these characters, I wouldn't be typing on a laptop that likes to crash or twisting the story around for my own amusement

Ch 10

"Umm, Jazz not that I mind you speed packing for me but…where are we going?" He looked at her and shook his head, glanced at the door, and returned to packing.

"Oh, right…Nosy Rosy and Chatty Cathy can still hear us…will you tell me soon?" He nodded. "How long are you packing for?" He seemed to be planning for an extended stay because he was in army packing mode, which meant that that one little duffel bag now held enough essentials for 3 months if she was careful. He packed half as much for himself as he did her.

"I don't really know. Depends." She cocked her head to the side but no answer seemed forthcoming.

"Depends on what?" He glanced at the door again.

"On our host's control." She raised one elegant eyebrow but stopped asking questions she knew she wouldn't get answers to. Roughly five minutes later she was on the back of Jasper's motorcycle, zooming down the highway.

2 hours later

"Jazz? Can we stop for a little bit? The human hasn't been fed in a while." He nodded quickly and pulled off at the next exit. Once they were settled down in a booth at the local Taco Bell and she was scarfing down her second soft taco, she decided to ask him her questions again.

"Hey Jasper, can you tell me where we're going now?" He looked up in surprise.

"I haven't told you yet, have I?" She shook her head. "I'm sorry darlin', I meant to tell you once we got out of Forks. We're going to Texas." She looked at him in confusion, what was in Texas. She began racking her brain for all her knowledge of Jasper, and why Texas would mean anything to him. He knew the minute she figured it out.

"We're going to see Peter and Charlotte aren't we?" He nodded. "That's why you don't know how long we're going to be able to stay. They're human drinkers and you don't want me to be their next meal." He nodded again. "Are they going to be ok with me there at all?"

"You'll be fine, for a few days at least darlin'. Being human drinkers, they may not have the same kind of control as the Cullens, but they also don't have the thirst. As long as they've fed recently, which I'm sure Peter will have seen to by the time we get there, you're blood will smell wonderful but in that Thanksgiving, it smells great but I'm stuffed way…"

"Wait, seen? Like Alice sees?"

"Not exactly Bells. You'll just have to let him explain that one."

Jasper fell silent and so did she, trying to puzzle out how Peter could know they were coming if he didn't see it happen like Alice did. She didn't realize how much time had passed until they were passing a sign that read, "Welcome to Texas, Home of the Alamo".

"Jazz, how fast were you going?"

"Do you really want me to answer that darlin'? I've slowed down now…" She glanced up at the speedometer and saw that it was still registering a startling 103 miles an hour.

"No, I think I'd rather not know. How long until we get there now?"

"About five minutes. Peter and Charlotte don't like trying to live as near to town as we do so they stay right at the state line. It also makes it easier to spread out their kills, make it look less suspicious."

"Yea, I suppose even a couple killings a month for both of them in one place would raise alarm, even in the biggest cities."

"It would take a while but that's exactly it Bella. Char and Peter don't exactly feed on those who will be missed by society, but eventually people do start to notice that all the drug addicts and murderers seem to be disappearing."

"So they're kinda like Batman and Robin, cleaning up the bad streets?"

Jasper laughed as they pulled up in front a neat little log house. Bella wasn't sure what she was going to find inside. At the Cullen's she had first been swept away by the beauty of the people and then the beauty of their home. This little place however wasn't awe-inspiring, it was homey. It looked like it had come straight out of a story book with its hand hewn logs and sparkling front windows. The door, she noticed, even had a little metal knocker. She was attempting to see what the shape of it was, when it flew open and a blur came speeding out and tackled Jasper to the ground. She shrieked.

"I have twenty dollars on Peter." A small woman, not much bigger than Alice, was leaning in the door frame, her tanned skin sparkling in the Texas sun. Bella looked back at still blurring figures on the ground.

"I'll take that bet," she said with a small smile. She continued to watch the ruckus on the ground, occasionally making out a bit of blue or green but unable to figure out which body was which until suddenly they stopped. Jasper was sitting on top of Peter, who's arm looked ready to be broken off, his teeth placed near his neck for the killing bite.

"I think I win Captain." Jasper got off and extended his hand down to help his friend off the ground.

"One of these days Major, it'll be you on the ground." Jasper snorted and walked over to where she was standing.

"Bella, in case you haven't figured it out, this is Captain Peter Whitlock and his wife Charlotte." Bella smiled at both.

"Peter, I have to thank you." he tilted his head to the side in curiosity. "You just won me twenty dollars." The look on his face sent Bella and Charlotte both into giggles.

"Well, uh, anything for a lady ma'am." He tipped his imaginary hat and slunked inside to pout.

"Since my husband is going to pout, why don't you two come in. I'll make Bella some tea while we wait for him to come so you can ask all your questions sweetheart." At Bella's surprised look Charlotte answered, "Those questions too sweetie."

"My 'gift' as you people call it isn't so much a gift as I just know shit." Peter had come back in to sit with them and was now trying to explain how he knew they had been coming to Bella. "I get this tingly feeling at the back of my neck. Like when you know someone's watching you and the hairs all stand up. And then I just, know. I tingled and told Char we had to hunt real good a couple days ago cuz the Major was bringing a human home and he'd kick our asses if we ate her."

"I'm very glad he did, I was quite hungry and I'd be terribly sad if I had eaten you. You're quite entertaining." Charlotte said this with a small smile. Bella returned it, feeling quite comfortable around them already, even if their eyes were the color of rubies.

"So I'm guessing that's how you had my favorite tea on hand as well?" Both of the human drinkers nodded. "Well then I guess I only really have one more question right now." They all waited for her to finish. "Which of you is Batman and which is Robin?"

A/N I'm giving up apologizing for delays. I'm a senior, it's gonna happen. I'll try to get the next bit out soon. Review please! What should they do while they stay with our lovely friends Peter and Charlotte…