A/N: 7 of 7... Maybe a little light... would ya like that?

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, SM does, I am playing in the sandbox! ENJOY!

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BPOV

The next day I need to get away from Alice. I can see that she is less than happy with how our talk went. Since I'm feeling better, I decide to go for a walk. I am careful to avoid going to the pond. There are too many emotions tied to that place.

I head instead to a small wooded area, it's cool and refreshing. My mind spins over all that has happened, my talk with Alice, my anger and the what-ifs.

It is the what-ifs that plague me constantly.

What if I beat this and survive?

What if Edward could accept me, limitations and all?

What if things could work out for us?

I'm so absorbed into my deep thoughts that I fail to hear the steps of someone behind me.

"Care if I sit down, Bella?"

I jump and look behind me. "Jasper? Fuck, you scared me!"

I put my hands to my chest to calm my racing heart. It feels like it's going to jump right out of my chest.

I watch as he quietly sits down and gets comfortable.

"Yea, you can sit. What are you doing here?"

He is silent for a moment before he replies, "I want to tell you a story."

My first reaction is to laugh, but the serious look on his face along with the somber tone of his voice tells me this is no joke. I nod that he can go ahead and he does.

He lays out before me the heart wrenching tale of Edward and Emmett's little sister Lizzie. The sister that Edward was attached to like nothing else. The one that had leukemia and died when she was seven. When Jasper tells me how Edward was in the room with her as she passed away, I can't contain my gasp.

My heart is breaking and I can't stop the torrent of tears that fall. He details how Edward coped, or his lack of coping after Lizzie died. The turmoil that the entire family went through. He explains that they don't usually talk about her outside the small family network, how they guard her memory fiercely.

Suddenly, things start to make sense. It's clear as to why he was screaming 'Lizzie' that day. I can feel things fall into place.

"It doesn't excuse what he did that day. But maybe it gives you some understanding." He lets silence lapse between us.

"Does he know you're telling me this? Does he know that you are even here?"

A small smile graces his face, "No, he doesn't know. I suspect that he wouldn't be too pleased."

"Then why?" I ask.

"Because I know he cares for you, hell, he may even love you. I hate to see you guys not get a fighting chance to make things work."

I blush at his words, a small flicker of hope flares, but I quickly beat it back.

I look up with tears in my eyes for a different reason.

He leans over to give me a hug, "You're going to beat this I know it." He places a soft kiss on my head and gracefully stands up. I watch as he walks away and this time I allow the hope to flare.

A/N: Well..look at that.. Jasper... would love to hear your thoughts! In a few hours.. the rest of the story will go up... are you ready!