A/N – Yay! My first 2 updates all in one day. Thanks for reading kiddies. And a Huge Thank You to VampireSam95 for being my very first reviewer. As far as my pen name goes…I think Jeff Goldblum is the sexiest man on the planet. Not 'The Fly' Jeff Goldblum, but 'Independence Day' Jeff Goldblum. I guess that's how we black Jews roll. Enjoy.

Disclaimer – I own nothing. S.M. does. If I did they would be way more foul-mouthed. I also have no beta so all mistakes are mine.

Chapter 2

-JPOV-

I'm sitting here in the living room of the hotel suite thinking about how the fuck we ended up here; waiting for the inevitable fight that will save the life of my brother's human girlfriend. I hear Bella and Alice in the bedroom doing whatever it is girls do while waiting for certain death to come a knockin'. Knowing Alice, they're probably giving each other pedicures or some shit. I find my thoughts wandering to Alice.

These past two decades have been the most peaceful of my long existence. I've never felt happier or more content and Alice is mostly to thank. Ever since I found her in that diner all those years ago she's been my best friend and my companion, my lover and my savior. She stood behind me through my weakest moments and bore witness to my greatest triumphs. When the bloodlust became too much and I slipped, she would talk me through it and help me to forgive myself. And for the past twenty years she's stood firmly and proudly by my side watching as the control I've worked so hard to attain grows ever stronger. Not that it isn't torture to be in a classroom full of teenagers; their emotions and their blood make me ache on a daily basis. But I control it. I manage to hold it in while not letting it consume me. It's an ongoing struggle but one I'm happy to suffer through. As long as Alice is with me I can do anything.

But underneath her love, admiration, and pride I feel the ever present buzz of pity. My family has tried so hard to cover this particular emotion, Alice more than the others, but it's always there. I suppose it is to be expected considering my history, but it still stings. I don't know if they pity me because of my difficult start in this life or because my control has lapsed more than once. I haven't taken a human life in over 2 decades yet they still think I'm going to pounce on the nearest human. I guess it should make me angry that my family doesn't trust me one hundred percent but I've become resigned to the fact that no one can control their emotions. It's something I've learned to deal with and I try not to dwell on the negative. I've seen too much death and destruction over the past 160 years and I want to enjoy my new-found peace.

Overall, the emotions surrounding me are joyful and content and I find myself soaking up all the free flowing love. Even Edward is happy. I've never felt such positive emotions from him. He's always been a morose mother fucker, but these last five or so years have really taken their toll on me. I spirited Alice away more than once for a vacation just so I could get a break from Edward's emotional onslaught. But ever since he met Bella he has been a veritable ball of sunshine. I would even go so far as to say he's pleasant to be around, something I never would have thought possible. Maybe I should go easy on my baby brother. It can't be easy being a ninety year old virgin and that poor bastard needs nothing more than to get laid. It would do all of us a world of good.

The love he has for Bella is palpable but it covers a mean possessive streak that I try not to think about. The relationship Edward has with her is no concern of mine and as long as Bella is happy and safe I feel fine in keeping my nose out of other people's business. I only wish someone loved me half as much as Bella loves Edward.

For as long and as hard as I've clung to Alice she's made it perfectly clear that we are not true mates. I can't understand how I can love someone so much and not be destined to be by her side. Alice told me to look at Esme and Carlisle, or even Rose and Emmett. She asked me to feel how deeply their bonds go, how much love they have for each other. Did I honestly feel as much for Alice as Carlisle did for Esme? If I was being truthful with myself, and as much as I hated to admit it, she was right. I had a profound love for Alice but it was the type one best friend had for another. She knew more about me than anyone else yet there were some things I never felt comfortable sharing with her. Alice knew this of course and never pushed me to open up completely. She told me that when I found my true mate I would hold nothing back. I would give myself over entirely to this woman and would never look back.

Fuck, Jasper! Are you not the famed God of War? Have you not brought death to the masses and instilled fear into the entire vampire race? Yet here you are talking about love and desire. Yes, you may be an empath but that's no reason to act like a hormonal school girl. Bella actually is a hormonal school girl and she's got nothing on you. Pull it together Major. We've got bigger fish to fry than our happily ever after with some faceless shadow woman.

Bella. That girl has wreaked more havoc for my family in one month than we've experienced in the past 60 years. I don't know how she did it but she's managed to wrap this entire family around her little finger, save Rose and me. It's not that I don't want to get to know her but my overprotective asshole of a brother never let me within 15 feet of her. I have never felt such pure emotions roll off of anyone and I soak each and every one of them in. She is all love; selfless and kind. She is giving and caring but with this overwhelming lack of self-confidence. She has no idea how much she means to this family. How can she think she is unworthy of our love? If anyone deserves to be loved it is Isabella Swan. She is so much smarter than she gives herself credit for. She is beautiful and clumsy. And given half a chance I would spend all the time in the world getting to know her as a person. Not as Edward's Bella. He must be doing a piss-poor job of being a boyfriend if she still has these overwhelming feelings of worthlessness.

If she were mine I would show her everyday how much she means to me. I would spend all night staring into her chocolate eyes, finding out her likes and dislikes. I would run my fingers through her chestnut hair while learning what her dreams are and what she wants to do with her life. I would worship her beautiful body the way it deserves to be worshipped. I would give her every bit of love I possess and I would greedily accept whatever love she offered in return.

Worship?

Love?

Bella?

Shit, Whitlock! We've got issues.

Where's Alice when you need her? Maybe she could give me a bit of insight into what's happening here. More than likely though she would give me a bright smile and tell me everything is working out as it's supposed to. Let nature take its course.

Fucking Edward. I should rip the little shit's head off.

Screw it! If I feel the need to act like a school girl than I'm gonna own that shit. Major Jasper Whitlock doesn't do anything half-assed. Thinking back to Edward's emotions towards Bella, his love for her is obvious. What I don't like is the possessiveness and the need. Not just for her company but for her blood. I understand that it's our nature to crave human blood, but I have never felt a bloodlust as raging and barely contained as his. He is controlling and acts as if she's something to be owned. Why didn't this bother me before? I knew how he felt about her the moment she sat next to him her first day at Forks high school. His emotions were crippling even from where I sat two classrooms away. Maybe I didn't worry because Bella's feelings were so full of love and contentment.

So what if she always followed his lead and stopped making decisions. Who cares if she lost any sense of self just to be morphed into some porcelain statue to be handled with kid gloves? Maybe this has something to do with why Rosalie never fully accepted Bella. Rose has always had a deep seeded loathing for weakness in people, probably stemming from her last moments as a human. It's the reason she and I are so close; both of us stronger than the people around us. I'm sure she looks at Bella and sees a girl who has never stood up for herself. And come to think of it, even Alice isn't completely blameless. She knows full well how Bella feels about playing dress-up yet she managed to turn her into a living doll. From what Edward told me about Bella she was always in charge of her life. She helped her mother pay the bills because the woman seemed incapable of being responsible and she even moved halfway across to country to give Renee some alone time with her new husband. It takes a strong person to make that kind of decision at such a young age. And now that she lives with Charlie she is once again the adult. All of the cooking and cleaning responsibilities have fallen to her. I hope her parents realize what an amazing creature she is.

If she were mine all of that bullshit would end. She would always be told the truth, be allowed to make her own decisions while I stand by her side. Edward has always said that he doesn't want this immortal existence for her and, for the life of me, I can't understand why. Who wouldn't want this beautiful, sexy woman next to them for eternity? A woman so caring and capable should be allowed to grow. She should be told everyday how strong and loved she is. And most importantly she should have a man who supports her in every way. Someone who has the strength to stand behind her and let her take the lead when the situation calls for it. Someone who possess the ability to protect her from harm. Someone who feels their emotions as strongly as she does. Someone like me.

Fuck.

I begin to notice the all too familiar tingling of The Major trying to escape his exile. I haven't felt him in decades. I locked him up all those years ago because he was no longer needed and he seemed okay with the decision. He worked mercilessly for a century and he was ready for a break, but something has woken him up. My musings about Bella must have stirred something in him and if I've learned anything in my long existence it's to always trust The Major. Peter once told me that The Major and I are two halves of a whole. Sometimes he understands things that I don't, and sometimes I let my humanity seep through so he can offer mercy. Sometimes he takes charge and I all but disappear and sometimes we work together. The last time The Major offered mercy was when he let Peter run off with Charlotte. I hated to see the Captain leave, but his love for Char was so pure, The Major and I couldn't let them be destroyed. He works on instinct alone so he must know something that I don't. Oh well, fuck it. If the Major wants to come out and play I'd better figure out why so I can explain to the family what the hell is going on.

The buzzing of my cell phone snaps me out of my reverie. I look at the caller ID and answer.

"There's a shit storm comin' Major. Tell the family that the God of War is comin' to protect what's his and they better show him the proper fucking respect. And as much as I hate to say it, listen to the pixie. She will be right…about everything. Char and I have your rooms ready and we'll see you in 2 days."

Cocksucker. Peter hangs up, and as usual his cryptic Yoda shit gets on my nerves. Just once I would like a little bit of fucking information on what kind of 'shit storm' to expect. But no. I've been dealing with his shit for 120 years and some things never change.

Alright Cowboy, time to pull yourself by the boot straps and make a plan. If only I knew what I was planning for.

A/N – Raise your hands if you love Jasper! Thanks for you reviews. Much appreciated.