Hi guys. In case you haven't already noticed, this story is mostly going to be in Rose and Carlisle's POV. Jasper's POV will be very rare because it's like writing in an animal's POV so it'll be extremely difficult.

Disclaimer: I do not own twilight.

Carlisle's POV

As night time approached, I had emptied the guest room by removing any kind of object that Jasper would attempt to sleep on although I was still sure he would end up sleeping on the floor. I guess it would be safer at least since it wasn't possible to fall off the floor.

I had locked the window so that he couldn't escape overnight but thought against putting a lock on the outside of the door. I had a bad feeling that he would find his way downstairs and either start trashing the place and stealing all the food that he could find or escape from the front or back door. The reason why I decided against it was because I had realised that he hadn't yet learnt how to open a door.

It explained why he had been whimpering outside Rosalie's shut door earlier in the day and why he didn't get out of the bathroom himself although he was done when I checked on him. I realised this mostly just 5 minutes ago when Rosalie had left him in her room while she went to the toilet. I had heard very loud whimpering so I opened the door and he bolted out and placed himself right by the bathroom door and continued his whimpering as he waited for her to finish. It was just another thing to add to his list of animalistic things that he does.

Obviously, I couldn't have him begging for the bathroom door to be opened while my daughter was in the bathroom so I took him with me to my study so that I could help him change into his pajamas. I was sure he was getting the idea of how to put on the shirt due to the amount of attempts I tried and he knew roughly how to put on his pajama bottoms but he leaned on me for support though since he was use to crouching for balance but crouching isn't a good method if you are trying to put clothing over your legs.

It was like the way a toddler leans their hand on your shoulder as you crouch by them to open up the trousers to make it easier for them to put their legs through the holes. The only difference was that he wasn't a toddler. It was the only human part of him though.

"There we go" I said to him as I neatened his blond curly hair.

He still stands in front of me as he looks at me curiously; tilting head as well as moving his eyebrows closer together.

"What?" I questioned.

At my response, his head tilted even more. Maybe he just found it a little confusing when I spoke to him. The only words he was familiar with me saying to him was 'come here'.

"Can you say something for me?" I asked.

I noticed how he used a little bit of repetition when he said something to Rosalie. He had pretty much copied what she said but in more of a childish manner of speech problems. He only did it with her though. I just wanted to get him speaking because if we don't, he would be a mute child to everybody but his sister.

"You look so much like your sister" I whispered to him.

They had the same everything. Their eyes, their nose, their hair, their face shape, their eyebrows; everything. It was surprising to find out that they weren't twins and that there was a 2 year age difference. Jasper was the smaller and male version of Rosalie.

"Alright, let's get you to bed" I said as I grabbed his hand.

He followed me without hesitation; like a toddler would; and let me lead him to what use to be the guest room. All that was in there now was a bed. Because it was a room that Jasper hadn't yet explored, he bolted from my side once I released his hand and began to run around the room, jump over the bed, crawl under the bed and ran around again. It was like giving a child a high dose of caffeine and sugar.

Once he was breathless, he jumped up on the bed and started to remove the pillows, the duvet and then began to pull off the bed sheets until I intervened and put them back into place. He watched me warily, trying to figure out why I was doing this.

It reminds me of the time Edward got a pet hamster. He was annoyed because it always pushed the bedding to one side but every time Edward tried to neaten it out, the hamster moved it to one side again. Why did I get the strange feeling that Jasper would do exactly the same thing when I leave the room just like he does with his shirt?

"Come here, Jasper" I said as I patted on the bed.

He seemed more alert when I used his name so he moved further up the bed. I guided him to lay his body down although I noticed how afraid the poor boy looked. I then put the duvet over him as he still looked at me warily.

"You feel that? It's a lot more comfortable than a tree, isn't it?" I smiled at him.

I stroked his soft hair as he gazed at me with a clear confused expression. He was just very unfamiliar with the situation. I knew that he wouldn't even try to sleep for as long as I was here so with one last smile, I got up to leave the room. Quicker than I thought was possible; Jasper was out of his bed and in front of me, whimpering. Now I was the confused one.

"What do you want?" I asked gently. As if he would answer.

He raised himself up from his crouch as he moved closer to me, rubbing his head against my shoulder; a gesture he commonly uses around Rose that I never understood. I was still unsure what he wanted so I guided him back into his bed, only to find him clenching his hand over my sleeve; like he wanted me to stay with him.

"I'll tell you what, Jasper; let me sort the others out and then I promise that I'll come back to stay with you, alright?" I said as I tasseled his hair.

This time he watched me as I left the room but it pained me once I shut the door as I hear him whimper. I didn't shut the door fully but left it on the hinge just so he knows that I would be coming back. Since it was quite late at night, I was expecting most of my children to already be in their beds.

"Emmett, turn your Xbox off now" I instructed as I opened his bedroom door.

"Yeah, the match has almost finished dad" he replied as his full focus was on the screen.

With a nod, I went into Edward's room to find him already in his bed. I was in Alice's next but there was no reason why I should find a note on her desk now since her reason for sneaking out was to keep Jasper company. Instead she, too, was lying on her bed.

"Dad?" She whispered.

"Yes, honey?" I replied.

"Now that Jasper has Rosalie, does that mean he won't want anything to do with me anymore?" She asked, sadly.

I knew that Jasper was rather important to her; especially because she had helped him stay alive by keeping him fed but Jasper had only viewed her as a food source. In truth, no. As long as there is food in the house, Jasper had no reason to still be around Alice but I didn't want to upset her.

"He has finally found his sister, Alice. It's to be expected. But maybe if you hang around him and talk to him, he'll continue to like you" I advised.

After all, it had worked with me.

"Okay, thanks dad. Good night" she said.

"Night, Alice" I whispered before I shut her bedroom door.

Next up was Rosalie's room. I wasn't sure whether I was surprised or not when I found Jasper curled up at the end of her bed. Well this is what I get for not shutting his bedroom door properly. I assumed that she was asleep going by her silent breathing pattern so I doubt that she was aware of it. Although Jasper was curled up, his eyes were watching me as if to say 'go away. I'm happy here'. Well, I apologise Jasper but I can't allow you to sleep in the same room as your 16 year old sister.

"Come here, Jasper" I called quietly.

As expected, his reply was a small growl. One of the ways to make this easier was to wait until he falls asleep and then carry him to his own room but then I remembered how easy it was to wake him up this morning just by the sound of my footsteps.

"Jasper, come out" I repeated.

After another growl, I walked in Rose's room to get closer to him but he suddenly jumped closer to Rose as he bared his teeth. Baring his teeth was his way in saying 'this is my final warning before I bite you'.

"Jasper" Rose complained as she turned around to look at him. "You shouldn't be in here"

"Rose" he whispered back.

"Go with dad. Follow him" she instructed before yawning.

"Fol him?" Jasper answered as he tried to repeat her words.

At her nod, he looked at me warily before jumping off the bed and crouched by my side. I shut Rosalie's bedroom door before leading Jasper back to his own room. He ran to his bed and then looked at me as I waited in the doorway. He gave me a pleading look so I assumed that he still wanted me to stay with him.

Giving into him, I crouched down by his bed but he wasn't satisfied as he grabbed my sleeve and moved further to the edge of the bed so that he was very close to me. Once he was happy enough, he cuddled up against me and closed his eyes.

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It was about an hour later when I noticed Esme leaning against the door frame.

"That's a sight I never thought I would see" she smiled.

Jasper's ears twitched at the sound of her voice but there were no other signs to prove to me that he was awake so I pushed him more into the center of the bed before leaving his side so that I could finally get some sleep. I shut the bedroom door before following Esme to our room.

"I didn't think that it would be that easy. All it took was a little cuddling up to the person who is already considering himself as father of 5" she smirked.

I hadn't expected it either but he only allowed it because Rosalie told him to come with me to his room. But then again, it was his choice to beg for me to stay.

"Don't speak too soon, dear. He might have us up all night if he notices I'm gone" I replied.

And boy was I right? It was about 3 in the morning when I began to hear a new noise coming from Jasper's room. It was a howl and I was sure that he was waking up the whole house. I thought that I should wait a bit just in case he would quieten down. I even began to hear him clawing at the door.

"Dude, shut the fuck up!" Emmett complained from his room.

Emmett was very difficult to wake up so if he was awake, then the others were too. I was left with no choice but to get out of bed to check on him but just as I reached out to open my bedroom door, he stopped.

Strange.

I walked carefully back to my bed again, waiting for the moment to hear him howl again but he didn't. Perhaps he tired himself out.

Sorry for the kind of short chapter but I wanted to leave it there.

In the next chapter, we will find out the real reason why he stopped!

Also, to make things clear (Because I know a few of you might be confused by the way Jasper views Carlisle) Carlisle had fed Jasper chicken on the previous chapter, he had also placed him in a bed which he found incredibly comfortable so as far as Jasper's concerned, Carlisle is his protector.

Rosalie on the other hand is a little similar but she doesn't actually have to do anything to gain the chance of being his protector. He's afraid that if he leaves her side, he would disappear but if she told him to go, he would. (Just like the time he remained in the same place Rosalie left him when she walked off)

Another thing that we'll soon find out is the meaning behind "Rubbing his head against somebody's shoulder" Any guesses?

Any other questions, then ask me and I shall answer them in my authors note or PM you.

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