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Carlisle's Point of View
All I'm looking for is a place the rest of my family can be together. A house, a home, away from the public so we can weather Edward's sentence as a family. Esme is good at remodeling so it doesn't even need to look like much now. We'll have to do the work ourselves through instead of getting help from local humans. But, we have the time for it; fifty years in fact.
It might be good to be within a days' run to Denali, our extended family so Alaska it is. I search and search. Esme seems indifferent to the task. A home for the four of us; Those who stand by me, those who respect me, those who follow me, my family.
I want it to be perfect. It should contain a library, a music room, a space for Esme's imagination, and Alice's fashion design. I want them all to be content even happy in our new situation. We can view it as an adventure in getting to know one another all over again.
I wish Esme would show some interest. She barely speaks to me though she is quite emotive with the Denalis'. They have become very close in our short stay here. I hear her laughter ringing up the stairs. Perhaps now would be the time to address her disinterest.
Here is one. It's only 400 miles away. It has a library, a music room, an office, and two spare bedrooms. It also has a pool, perhaps the children would like that. One spare room could serve for Esme's workroom and the other for when Emmett and Rose return home. Yes, this may be the perfect find.
The price is high but that doesn't matter. We'll be here for 50 years, the family together. "Look at the house I found. Come to see it with me?" I ask Esme.
"Perhaps you should take Edward. He's not busy and I know how much you value his opinion." Esme responds. That's Esme, always putting others above herself.
Edward and I go see the house. It's perfect. I call Jenks to acquire it. It will soon be home. I share the news with Esme and Alice Surprisingly they both ask, "When is moving day?" I'm happy they are so excited to begin this new chapter in our lives.
Edward outfits the music room, though he is still upset by the Volturi's strict sentence. Then he outfits his room, the smaller of the master suites.
I outfit the large library with my books then rare first editions on every subject and medical texts. Armchairs and a small writing desk complete the look I was going for.
I ask Esme what she'd like in her room but she hasn't given it much thought. She is very busy with the Denalis' and is remodeling their living rooms. Still, she won't be here that long and I'd think she'd want her room ready when we arrive.
Alice assures me she has everything she needs for her creative space ready for when she moves. I beam at her for her forward planning.
I imitate Esme's style to furnish the common areas and our bedroom. I'm sure she will be pleased with the effort of a furnished home ready when she walks in. I take pictures to show her so she will feel included in the process and feel at home when she walks in. She nods. Just a nod. That's how she acknowledges my hard work. Well, she was in the middle of a conversation. I suppose me interrupting could be considered rude.
Esme's Point of View
Why couldn't Carlisle leave me alone? He knew how I felt or had he already forgotten? He just didn't seem to get it. I don't want to be near him. I don't want to talk to him and I definitely didn't want to spend fifty years alone with him. He must be being purposely oblivious to my feelings. I just throw myself into life with the Denalis'. Was I even going with him? Did I want to? I didn't think so but where was the place for me. I was afraid of being alone
Alice was up to something. I wish she'd tell me her plans. It was only the two of us against Carlisle's idiocy. He was an idiot. He thought that I was going to follow along for fifty years like a sheep. I wasn't a sheep any longer. But should I go with him? Perhaps I'd go visit Emmett and Rose on my next hunt. They weren't that far away.
Yes, that was my plan. I'd visit Emmett and Rose and see how they were, see if they were happy living alone for 50 years and what their intentions were.
Alice's Point of View
I was in the right place for now. I would meet my mate soon and I'd protect him. I could care less about the new house. I'd never see it. I had my own plan but how would it all work out? Would my mate recognize me immediately? My visions said yes but my visions weren't perfect.
Jasper's Point of View
"Nope, Carlisle and Edward are mates. They just won't admit it." Jasper said.
"How did you know?" Char asked
"It's the only reasonable excuse for the way Edward controls the family; the way Carlisle caters to his every want. He practically ignores Esme. I don't know how she has tolerated it for so long."
Emmett's booming laughter echoes. "Edward and Carlisle. It makes so much sense. How did I never see it before?"
"They don't even see it." Rose says, "Don't blame yourself for not seeing it."
"Enough about the idiots," Peter insists. "Char and I are going on a hunt."
"It's time for me to go as well," Bella notes. "Who wants to join me?"
"Bunny munchers," Peter muttered quietly. Bella just stuck her tongue out at him and we all went hunting.
My body burned as I watched Bella take down a moose then a coyote that stumbled across our trail. Finally, she took down a black bear but instead of feeding, she raced back to me. "He's for you Jasper, it's time for you to feed."
I was surprised that my newborn mate was considerate enough to take care of me in this way. She was supposed to be bloodthirsty and angry, attacking everything in her path, instead, she made sure I fed sufficiently. Although I fed on the black bear my mind was on my mate. When the bear was dry I stalked back to Bella and kissed her with all of the pent-up passion in me. We were soon rolling around on the floor of the forest, touching and kissing, caressing and moaning. As she did before, she kissed every visible scar on me.
"I'd say they had a successful hunt, wouldn't you Rose?" Emmett asked.
Bella and I got ourselves put back together and joined them. I glared at Emmett for stopping our fun but he only smiled his wicked smile.
It was a race to get back to the house. Bella won by a considerable margin.
Emmett went straight to the video games. Rose found a book in the library. I sat down on the couch with Emmett and Bella was soon in my lap. I stroked her hair.
Char and Peter wouldn't be back till tomorrow sometime. They had to go much further to feed in order to keep our home inconspicuous.
After a while of watching Emmett lose at video games, Bella took my hand and lead me up the stairs. My thoughts immediately went to my straining erection but Bella had other thoughts in mind. "Which bedroom is ours, Jasper? There's no sense in us keeping two rooms now." Bella admitted shyly.
We chose to keep the corner room so I helped Bella move all her things into my, I mean, our room. I was so happy I could jump up and down like a little girl, Bella was giving herself to me. She was willing to share a room with me. When we finally went downstairs, Bella told Emmett that he and rose could have the room next to ours if he wanted.
I realized this wasn't just a kind gesture by Bella. She was letting them know she'd forgiven them and I was proud of her. Her situation hadn't been of Emmett's or Rose's making and they truly could not have helped her. That had been down to Carlisle or me.