Bella's POV:
I woke up the morning after the disastrous dinner with my mother, held snugly to my husband's side as the sunlight streamed over my face.
I yawned and sat up stretching. The alarm clock read 10:10 and I knew I should get up and start getting ready if I was going to meet Emmett for lunch and Rose for shopping later.
Esme was going to meet us and then we were all going to go back to her place for dinner that evening. She couldn't wait to see how Jasper had progressed and I was excited to spend time with everyone without the fear of losing my husband.
"Where you going?" Jazz's voice was hoarse as he spoke. "I was comfortable."
I chuckled "I'm going to make us a light breakfast before I go out with Emmett."
"Oh," He said and then a furrow of concentration appeared on his brow "You made me and Charlotte chocolate chip pancakes the morning before the wedding."
I grinned broadly "That I did!" I was suddenly struck with an idea. "I have to make a call but I'll meet you downstairs."
I took the stairs two at a time and dialled a familiar number. My step brother picked up the phone on the second ring "Hello?"
"Hey Seth it's Bells." I said quickly "Could I talk to Leah for a minute?"
"Of course." I heard the shuffling of the phone between the pair of them and then I heard Leah's voice.
"Hey Bella what's up?"
"You still have my copy of the wedding video don't you?" I asked her. Leah had been attempting to make a video for Charlie for Christmas using clips of both Emmett's and my home movies.
"Of course I do," She said and then she clued into my line of thinking "You want it for Jasper to watch?"
"Yes please," I said "Do you think Paul could come by with it later and spend some time with him while I am out to lunch with Em?"
"I'm sure he'd like that," Leah said "I'll ask and if he can't then I will- either way one of us will be there."
"Thanks Le!" I hung up the phone after a few quick goodbyes and started on breakfast.
"Smells good beautiful," Jasper snuck up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, he kissed the crook of my neck gently and I felt the shiver of happiness.
It meant the world to me that he was remembering things about our life. I just hoped he would end up getting all his memories back.
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Jasper's POV:
Bella took off shortly before noon to meet with her brother and I took the quiet time to explore my home and try to discover more about my life.
The doorbell rang as I was exploring the living room a little more and I winced as I stood to get it. My chest hurt like a bitch. It burned and ached but I didn't want Bella worrying too much about me.
I opened the door to find Paul standing there grinning with a bag filled to the brim hanging off his arm.
"Hey Jasper, how are you feeling today?" He asked as he sidled by me into the house.
"Better than I was," I chuckled "What are you doing over here?"
"Bella asked me to bring over your wedding video," Paul explained holding up the bag "I brought some work pictures too- maybe jog your memory about the guys."
I nodded and suddenly had a flash of memory about Paul.
Flash:
"Damn it Jasper come on," Paul hissed from where he was crouching behind our police car.
I shook my head but didn't speak. We had gone to a decrepit house on the edge of town to look into a domestic disturbance call and instead of finding something easy to deal with had gotten shot at within seconds of knocking on the door.
Paul had been behind me and had dove behind the car at the sound of the gun shots but I stayed planted at the side of the door of the building. I knew in my gut we had to get into that building and soon.
"Sir," I called out "Put down the gun- we don't want to have to hurt you."
I didn't hear anything for a moment but then the sound of the gun clattering to the ground and the cries of someone who sounded a lot younger than I had expected them to be.
"Please don't hurt me." The small voice called and the door squeaked open to reveal a young boy, he looked to be about nine or ten years old and he collapsed in sobs as I reached out to him. "He, he hurt my mom. He said he was going to come back and kill her."
Paul rushed forward and I saw him motion for me to take the young boy to our car. I settled him into the back seat and called for an ambulance.
Present:
"I remember us working together," I said grinning- it wasn't necessarily a happy memory but at least I remembered something more.
I explained to him what I remembered and he reassured me that the mother and son had turned out to be okay and that there had been no charges pressed given the circumstances.
"Come on let's get some snacks and watch this movie see if it triggers any new memories for you," Paul suggested and handed me the DVD to put in the player.
As I was sitting down on the couch he plopped down on the chair next to me and handed me a bowl of popcorn; it was strange for someone to be doing anything in my house but I knew from Bella that all of her siblings were frequent visitors and pretty much had free reign.
The video started with a shot of Bella in a dressing room holding her hands in front of her face playfully and begging for the camera to be shut off and I heard Rose saying that one day Bella would appreciate having all these little moments on video.
I watched enthralled as they did Bella's hair and as she blushed when her dad called her beautiful.
As the pair spoke I had another flash. This time of the night that Bella asked me to adopt Charlotte with her and when I proposed.
"I remember," I murmured quietly in amazement. How I lucked out and got such a great wife I didn't know, but I was glad I did.
"You remember the wedding?" Paul asked.
"No the night I proposed," I laughed and he clapped me on the back. I stopped talking and focused again on the TV screen where Bella was getting prepared to walk down the aisle.
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Emmett showed up after his lunch with Bella and looked a little sad as he joined mine and Paul's conversation.
"What's with the long face?" Paul asked.
"I had to be the one to tell Bella that mom is moving to Seattle." Emmett said not looking either of us in the eyes "She wants the chance to get to know Brooke and Cole."
"What about Charlotte?" I asked "She's her granddaughter too, technically."
"She doesn't think Charlotte is her granddaughter since she was adopted," Emmett admitted.
I had to fight back the growl building in my throat. How dare that woman talk about my daughter that way.
"And did you seriously think Bella was going to take her mother moving here well?" Paul asked "After that whole argument last night. She's your sister dude you're supposed to take care of her and she's not the one who did anything wrong unlike your mother."
I nodded "She's the one who left you two and it's your choice to let her back into your life but it's Bella's choice too and you have to respect that decision."
"I know I do," Emmett said softly "I don't like that Bella's getting hurt but I missed my mom so much I'd love to get to know her again. I want my daughter to know her grandmother."
Paul and I nodded "And we get that," Paul said "But from the sad look on your face when you walked in I assume Bella didn't."
"She rambled on about Brooke getting close to mom and then mom disappearing," Emmett explained "And then she stormed out of the restaurant."
A pang of worry filled me "Do you know where she is?"
"No idea," he said shaking his head "I just hate that I hurt her."
"You didn't hurt her," Paul said "Your mother did and she's scared that Renee might hurt the kids or you that same way again."
"Emmett you have to get that Renee essentially said last night that she never wanted Bella." I commented while grabbing the house phone.
I searched the phone and luckily found Bella's cell number towards the top and dialled it.
It rang a good dozen times and then went to voicemail "Hey darlin' it's just me. Em told me what happened and I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I love you." I spoke into her machine.
"Do you think you could call Rose? She and Bella were supposed to go out this afternoon." I asked as I put the phone back in its cradle.
Emmett nodded and pulled out his cell phone "Rosie have you..."
He was interrupted and I could hear Rosalie's voice but couldn't make out the words she was saying.
He muttered "Love you." And hung up the phone looking completely dismayed.
"Bella cancelled their plans," He said softly "Rosalie is picking up groceries and then was going to go over to Esme and Carlisle's to help set up for this evening. She already dropped Brooke off there this morning."
"Great," I said anger creeping into my voice "Just fucking great we have no idea where my upset wife is!"
"She'll show up tonight," Paul tried to reassure me but I was already pacing up and down the living room.
"For Renee's sake I damn well hope you're right," I spat in frustration. Bella's mother being around was going to be the death of me.
"Come on why don't we all head over to Esme's and you can hang out with the kids for a little while. See if you have any more memory flashes."
I nodded and headed for the closet to grab my jacket and shoes. Maybe being around my children would calm me down for a little while at least.