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Chapter Song:
Fix You by Coldplay

"And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
and ignite your bones
and I will try to fix you."

Previously: I figured that it was likely she would have a nightmare, but I figured that I would be able to deal with it. I hugged her even closer to me and I felt myself falling asleep with a smile on my face.

EmPOV:

After Jasper ran back out of the café with Bella's dinner, everyone just sat there awkwardly until I got bored.

"Well, are we just going to sit here staring at each other's faces?"

Rose laughed silently at me but simultaneously shot me a look, telling me to shut up. She subtly pointed to Seth and I immediately understood why. When I turned to look at him, I noticed that he had his elbows resting on the table and his head was leaning on his hands. He looked utterly heartbroken, and it was only then that I understood how much he loved Bella.

It was obvious that he was in love with her and I knew that if it were up to him they would still be a couple. That revelation led to a lot more respect for Seth; even though he wanted Bella he let her go because he knew that's what she wanted.

"Seth, can I talk to you outside for a bit?" My question garnered a bunch of confused looks and Seth's expression of surprise. He simply nodded his head and we both stood up and walked outside.

"So why'd you want to talk to me?" He drawled, his southern accent sounding almost exactly like Jaspers'.

"I didn't really; I just thought that you could use a break from everyone staring at you."

The look of relief that broke out on his face reinforced my thoughts that he just wanted to be alone right now. "Thank you."

I just nodded my understanding and we stood outside talking for about a half an hour. I learned a lot about Seth and his life in Phoenix; I even managed to weasel out some things about him, Bella and Jasper. Some of his stories made me laugh with their ridiculousness and others caused me to feel surprised at just how different Jasper was when he was with Bella.

Eventually, he seemed to pull himself together and he looked like he was starting to accept his new relationship status with Bella. We headed back into the café where everyone looked ready to go.

"Well, do you guys want to leave now?" Edward asked, pointing to his watch to indicate that it was getting late.

There were murmurs of agreement from everyone and we slowly walked backed to the hotel in comfortable silence. None of us felt the need to fill it with unnecessary talking and I liked how easy it was to be with all of them.

As we walked down the hallway to our rooms, Seth stopped outside his room and turned to face us. "I'm going to go to bed now; I'll catch you guys later."

"Bye Seth." We all said in perfect unison. He waved at us before slipping the key card into the lock and disappearing behind his room door.

When we got the girls room, Rose stopped and turned to look at us. "Do you guys want to come in for a little while?"

Edward and I looked at each other before nodding in agreement and all of us walked into the room. We walked into all the rooms trying to find Bella and Jasper; I knew Jasper wouldn't have left her by herself.

When we walked into Bella's room, all of us smiled at the sight we were met with. They were lying in the middle of the bed and both of them were on their sides, facing each other and Bella was as close to Jasper as she could get. Jasper had his arms wrapped securely around her waist, pulling her close to him and her arms rested on his chest while his chin rested on top of her head. Both of them wore peaceful expressions and small smiles graced their faces.

I was shocked at the look on Jasper's face; never before had I seen him look that happy and peaceful and I knew it was all because of Bella. I never knew he was so carefree and childlike, but already I had seen a whole new side of him. That side usually only ever came out when he was with Bella, but he was starting to open up to us too. Earlier, when we had that glaring competition I was so surprised that Jasper could be that silly.

I turned to look at Edward and noticed that he was wearing that same surprised expression on his face. He turned to meet my gaze and we both understood that we knew so little of the person we thought we knew everything about.

Everything Bella and Jasper did seemed to have some secret meaning that only they knew about. While I knew Bella had secrets, there seemed to be a sense of total honesty and trust between them both. Anyone could plainly see the love they held for each other and I was positive that Jasper cared more about her than about almost anyone else.

Alice squealed quietly and ran off to her room, returning with a camera in her hands. She danced back excitedly and quickly took a bunch of pictures of them before Rose interrupted, "Alice, stop! You're going to wake them up."

Alice immediately stopped; seemingly satisfied with the pictures she had managed to take. We quietly walked back into the living room, trying not to wake them up.

"Hey Ali, can I see the pictures?"

She walked over and handed me the camera and I smiled as I looked through the pictures of them. She had perfectly captured their relationship, and their love was almost blinding with its intensity. Jasper could say whatever the hell he wanted to, but Edward and I were fairly certain that his "brotherly" feelings for Bella weren't all that brotherly.

Every time Seth and Bella kissed, Jas looked like someone had just kicked his damn puppy. His face lit up whenever she walked into the room and he always looked so happy whenever she was around. There was also the fact that he was completely whipped and they weren't even dating; Jasper just always seemed to want to give Bella whatever she wanted. But then again, Bella had that effect on just about everyone.

The biggest thing that sealed Jasper's love for Bella to me was what happened earlier today. At the café when Bella ran off to hug Seth, Jasper looked like he was actually in pain. At least the bullshit he had spewed about not wanting anyone to kiss Bella made sense, but there is no valid reason he could have for the look on his face when she went to go hug him.

Both of them seriously needed to open their eyes.

Eventually, all of us got tired of sitting around talking and Edward and I said goodnight to Alice and Rose and headed back to our room. Before we left, I pressed my lips to Rosie for what was supposed to be a quick kiss but that woman was too addicting for her own good. When her lips met mine, I completely forgot that Eddie and Alice were in the same room until I heard Alice yelling at me to stop trying to "suck the face off her sister".

I broke away from Rose and stuck my tongue out at Alice before walking over to Edward. He quickly kissed Alice and the both of us made our way back to our room. We decided not to wake Jasper up because they looked so comfortable and happy. Also, I was fairly certain Jasper would try and kill me if I dared to wake him up and tell him to come back to our room, away from Bella.

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JPOV:

I was startled awake by Bella's whimpers and moans of pain. She was shaking in her sleep and torrents of tears were streaming down her face. Her hands were gripping my shirt tightly, and her face was twisted into an expression of agony.

My heart broke at the expression on her face, and I knew I had to wake her up. "Bella hon', it's just a dream. You're safe, I'm here. Nothing bad will ever happen to you again."

I whispered soothingly over and over into her ear until she calmed down somewhat and looked at me gratefully. "Thanks Jay."

I tried my best to smile at her and watched confused as she turned so her back was to me. "Are you ok?"

"Yea, I just wish you didn't have to see that." She all but mumbled into her pillow.

I pulled her close to me, so her back was flush against my chest and my chin rested on her shoulder. "As much as I wish that you didn't have nightmares, I'm glad that you trust me to be here with you. I like helping you through them."

She smiled at me, but she stayed facing the wall away from me. Comforted by the knowledge that Bella was safe in my arms and that she probably wouldn't have another nightmare, I easily drifted off to sleep.

The second time, I woke up due to the urge I had to laugh uncontrollably as I felt someone poking me in the side while giggling lightly. I rolled off the bed in my fit of uncontrollable laughter and sighed in relief when I was finally able to breathe after I stopped laughing. I looked around blearily trying to find my culprit; I followed the sounds of musical laughter to…Bella.

Of course it was her; she was the only one in the world that knew I was ticklish so of course she would use it against me. I glared at her mostly unamused by the way her shoulders shook with her laughter and at the amusement that burned deeply in her eyes.

I huffed loudly before turning away from her and glaring at the wall with my arms crossed across my chest. I had a sneaking suspicion that I looked uncannily like a little kid banished from chocolate and I was proved right when I heard Bella's laughter grow even louder. I felt my scowl grow deeper as I continued my one-sided glaring competition with the wall. Well at least Emmett and Edward weren't here. They would never let me live down the fact that I was extremely ticklish.

"Oh come on J. That was just payback for when you tickled me in the lobby the first day. You can't really be mad." She managed to get out in between her laughter.

When she saw that I was still scowling her giggles began to subside and she crawled over the bed before sitting down on the floor in front of me. She looked at me and seemed to analyze my expression; whatever she saw on my face caused hers to change almost instantaneously.

The large, beautiful smile that was spread across her face slowly disappeared and her eyes lost their usual sparkle and started to well up with tears. Her lip started to tremble and I averted my gaze so I wouldn't give in. "Don't look at her eyes. Don't fall for it. Don't look at her eyes. Don't fall for it." I chanted over and over in my head. Her large Bambi eyes were always my undoing and I knew if I looked at her I'd give in.

"I'm sorry Jasper; please don't be mad at me." She was still staring at me with those large, brown eyes and I was fighting against my instinct that was telling me to go hug her and assure her that I wasn't mad.

"I'm sorry. Will you forgive me? Please Jasper?" Her voice wavered and any resistance I had to her was rendered useless in a matter of seconds. I had a feeling she was acting but she had me wrapped around her little finger and she knew it too.

I sighed loudly and finally turned to fully face her. When I saw her lip pulled between her teeth, I had the unexplainable urge to press my lips to hers. Her lips looked soft and inviting…Wait, what the hell am I thinking about? She was my best friend, practically my sister. I shook my head to clear that train of thought and when I looked back at Bella I noticed that she looked heartbroken.

"Of course I forgive you Bella." I said, pulling her onto my lap in the process so I could hug her.

"Thanks Jasper!" she said cheerfully and her face instantly transformed back to the happiness she was emitting before. Even though I suspected that she was acting for my sake, I couldn't help it when my arms dropped from around her and my jaw fell open in shock at how well she had pulled it off.

"That wasn't fair B!" I groaned as I looked at her pretending to be mad. In response she shot me a huge smile and kissed me on the cheek. When she pulled away, it felt like she took a part of me with her. What the hell?

"I'm sorry Jasper." She said with a huge smile, effectively pulling me out of my stupor.

I rolled my eyes and quietly said, "No you're not." This caused her to laugh and nod her head in agreement. I took this time to look at her and for the first time during this whole trip I noticed that she looked genuinely happy. There were no traces of the pain or strain that had been in her eyes throughout the trip.

I wanted to ask her why she looked so happy suddenly but I didn't know how she would react. I didn't want to unnecessarily bring up James if it would hurt her.

She must have seen my internal conflict on my face because she said, "J, whatever it is you can ask me. I promise I won't get mad."

I opened my mouth to talk but then closed it again unsure if she really meant it. As if she read my mind she smiled reassuringly at me and once again promised she wouldn't mind. I made up my mind to just ask her; I would spend the rest of eternity groveling to make up for it if it upset her in anyway.

"Well, this whole time you've looked sad about something. How come you're…"I broke off not knowing how to finish the sentence without sounding completely stupid.

"How come I'm happy now?" Bella finished and looked at me questioningly. I nodded my head at her, wondering how she knew exactly what I was going to ask. She rolled her eyes at me and gave me her famous duh look.

"I felt bad that I was keeping something from you. You're my brother in every sense other than blood Jay. I felt like I was hiding something from you and I hated it. I wanted to tell you but I had no clue how you would react. The pain also had something to do with the fact that I hurt all over." As soon as she finished her sentence she swore quietly as she looked up and saw the panic all over my face.

"Not that it hurts anymore." She finished lamely and I knew she was lying immediately.

I shot up to my full height, so I now stood towering over Bella. "Bella, why didn't you tell me? I should have known this! How do you expect me to help you if you don't even tell me what you're actually going through?" I was going to continue my rant, but stopped when I saw her huddled in on herself trying not to cry.

I walked closer to her and raised my hands with full intent of hugging her but stopped dead in my tracks when she cried out, "Don't hit me! I'm sorry!"

I can't believe she thought I was capable of hitting her. I fled into the kitchen so I wouldn't have to see the look of utter fear on her face. I replayed the situation over and over in my head and I finally came to the conclusion that I was being an asshole. She knew I would never hit her, but then why did she yell out? Then I had an 'Oh shit' moment. The yelling and the blaming probably made her think of James right before he hit her. Dammit, I'm an asshole and to top it off I left her by herself when she was crying.

I quickly walked over to her and sat down on the ground next to her. I pulled her into my lap and turned her around so her head was resting on my chest. I rubbed circles on her back and let her cry herself out knowing it was what she needed to calm down. Sure enough, she soon stopped crying and I was so happy I nearly started dancing. I hated seeing Bella cry; she was supposed to smile at all times.

She looked up at me and her eyes were rimmed with red and when she spoke next her voice was slightly raspy from the tears she was still repressing. "I'm sorry I cried and that I overreacted."

"Bella; you did not overreact. I shouldn't have done that I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry for making you feel threatened." I whispered quietly trying to keep the sadness out of my voice but failing miserably. I squeezed my eyes shut so Bella couldn't decipher anything by looking at my eyes. She would definitely feel bad if she knew that I was sad but it wasn't her fault.

My efforts were effectively wasted when she ran her fingers over my eyes causing them to open involuntarily. She frowned as she saw the anguish evident in my eyes.

"J, I'm really sorry. I never once thought you could hit me. I was just overwhelmed with everything and I let certain memories overtake me." She grimaced slightly as she mentioned her memories and I had a distinct feeling that I was still missing an important part of her life. I wouldn't ask though, I knew she would tell me when she was ready and I would hate myself if I caused her more pain.

I smiled at her and said, "It wasn't your fault." I kept the It was mine to myself.

She knew me well enough to read the second part of the sentence and she stuck her hand out, "It wasn't either of our faults, kay? Truce?"

I looked at her hand warily, still believing that it was my fault but I stuck my hand out anyway and said, "Truce."

I hugged her and she wrapped her small arms around my back. I took a deep breath, and smiled when all I could smell was Bella's strawberry shampoo. That was how Alice found us when she walked in a few minutes later.

"Good Morning!" she called happily.

"Morning Alice." We both responded.

"Jasper, can Rose and I talk to you outside for a bit?" Alice asked, albeit a little timidly.

"Yea sure." I said distractedly looking around the room for Rose. As if on cue she sauntered into the room, tying her hair up.

The three of us left the room and Bella stared at us in confusion. I merely shrugged my shoulders in response, like hell if I knew what this was about. As soon as we got out of the room and shut the door, Rose started talking.

"We want to thank you Jasper." She said bluntly not providing any explanation whatsoever. I looked at her with my best huh look hoping it would elicit an explanation from her.

My complete confusion caused Alice to roll her eyes and give me the famous Bella duh look; I guess they all did that. "Today's the first day since the… the incident that Bella has slept somewhat peacefully. After James she hasn't gone by one day without crying in her sleep or having nightmares or something. Today, even though she did have a nightmare it wasn't anywhere near as bad as they usually are. The only thing different about today is that you were with her Jasper; you helped her. She always told us that you could always calm her down and I guess you did it again. So, Rose and I want to thank you for making Bella feel safe."

I couldn't believe what they were saying. There was no way I was doing something right, was there? I hadn't done anything though, I made her cry.

I didn't realize I said the last part of my sentence out loud until Rose replied. "Jazz, the reason she cried had nothing to do with you. It was the memories that she still has of James and what he did. In fact, you probably made her get over it the fastest so far. So believe it or not, you helped her and we just want to thank you for that."

After they finished talking they went back into the room quietly, clearly seeing the conflict written all over my face. Did I actually help Bella? No, that can't be right. Maria had pretty much drilled it into my brain that I never did anything right and that things were usually my fault. But had I actually done something right for once?

My thoughts were interrupted by the soft click of the door behind me and Bella tugging on my hand to get my attention. I turned to face her and I have no clue what she saw in my eyes but it caused her to start talking.

"Jasper, stop over thinking for once. It's not going to help anything; just let it be." Even as she said it, I knew she didn't believe I would actually 'let it be'. I couldn't do that once I got an idea in my head and she knew that. I really wanted to know if I helped her though. I turned to face her and I looked at her hesitantly trying to find the permission I wanted to ask her the question. She looked at me and gestured for me to go on.

"B, Rose and Alice said something to me but I don't think it can be right. I mean how could it be, it just doesn't make any sense. It's never happened before, why would it happen now. What even made me think that I could have done something? But what if-"My rambling was cut off by Bella closing my mouth and looking at me amusedly.

"Why don't we try this again and this time why don't you actually tell me what happened before you start rambling?"

I nodded my head in response to her request and started talking again, "Rose and Alice thanked me for helping you. They said that it was because of me that your nightmare wasn't that bad. But that can't be true, can it? I mean it's not right that I could have done something helpful. I'm sorry, I'm being silly. They were obviously wrong, I'm just being ridiculous." After I finished I turned to go back inside when Bella tugged on my arm once again.

As I turned her warm hand connected with my face as she slapped me hard. "Ouch!" I yelped, "What was that for?" I asked, still rubbing my face where she slapped me.

She rolled her eyes before replying. "You were being stupid. Obviously you helped me; Jas I've told you this millions of times and I'll tell you again. You and I, we're different. You help me in a different way than everyone else and you make me feel safe. The somewhat lack of nightmares and the pretty decent sleep was because of you. You have to understand that you were the reason behind me actually being able to go back to sleep after that nightmare."

I was still rubbing my cheek and it caused her to giggle lightly. Damn, she slapped hard. "Thanks B. I'm still pretty sure that it was at least somewhat my fault, but thanks for trying."

She smiled at me before replying, "Anytime. Sorry I slapped you." She looked at me sheepishly and I laughed loudly as I told her I deserved it.

We opened the door and walked back into the hotel room; I had my arm slung casually over her shoulders and I smiled when I noticed she was leaning slightly into my embrace. When we got into her empty room, I turned to look at her; wanting answers to a lot of questions.

"Bella, what was your nightmare about?"

She ducked her head in embarrassment, and refused to meet my gaze no matter how much I asked.

"Please B, look at me." I said, practically begging her. Finally, she heeded my request and looked up at me; her gorgeous chocolate brown eyes filled with pain and anguish.

She took a deep breath before proceeding to answer my question. "It was about one of the things that James did to me. Telling you my story just brought back old memories and the emotions were really strong. It's not a big deal, I'm really sorry you had to see that though. You don't have to stay in my room; I know it's probably making you uncomfortable."

"Hey," I started, moving on the bed so I was now facing her direction. "I absolutely hate that you have nightmares; but I'm so happy that you're letting me in. I love that I have the chance to help you through it and I like staying with you here. You make me feel peaceful and calm; so if you don't mind my presence, there's nowhere else I would rather be."

Bella tilted her face up in my direction and shot me a breathtakingly magnificent smile. I simply grinned back at her in response, before our peace was shattered by Emmett's loud voice and him banging on the door.

"Hey! The most amazing person ever is here, so come let me in! Oh, Edward's here too." Emmett said, adding in Edward's presence as an afterthought.

His never-ending exuberance caused Bella and me to laugh deeply before we walked to the living room. I casually dropped onto the couch while Bella went to go open the door for the big oaf and Eddie.

"Thanks Bella. Edward was starting to annoy me with all his complaining about his hair." Emmett said, and I could practically hear him rolling his eyes.

I heard Bella's distinct laughter and Edward explaining that he was not complaining, he was simply stating a fact. When they got into my view, I noticed Bella turn to look at Edward's hair calculatingly.

"Do you want me to fix it for you Edward?" Bella asked.

"Can you? It's kinda impossible."

She simply rolled her eyes. "Don't doubt me, now come here." She said pointing to the spot right in front of her.

He simply shrugged his shoulders before going to the spot she had pointed at. She whirled him around so his back was to her, and I saw her push on his shoulders until he bent down to her height. When she was finally the same height, she began running her hands through his hair.

I watched as her fingers nimbly ran through all the knots in his always messed up hair, and I couldn't help but remember when she did that to me two weeks ago. As I watched her touching his hair and the look of utter contentment on his face, an unknown feeling bubbled in my stomach.

Hate? No. Anger? No. Jealousy?

That made no sense though, why the hell would I be jealous of Bella and Edward? I tugged on my hair in confusion as I tried to figure what I was feeling about Bella.

Why in the name of the world was I jealous of my brother and my best friend?

A/N: Well? Seems like he's finally realizing something, isn't he. Haha. Please review, they make my day and make me type faster! (:

Estimated Posting Date: 3/31