I've re posted this chapter as I made a few mistakes writing the ending originally. Thanks to those who pointed them out and apologies to everyone. Jules x
Chapter Eighty Seven
Jasper
Darius pulled up a few streets away and we continued in on foot stopping at his command as he pointed to a small motel.
"Room 10, Phillipe and Dante are in there now."
"Phillipe is beginning to panic, I think he suspects you of setting him up Darius we'd better act now."
Bella followed as we ran across the car lot and crashed through the door of room 10, Darius disappearing out back in case either of them made a run for it. Phillipe looked shocked and relieved while Dante stood rigid with terror when he recognised me.
"Dante, we meet at last. If I didn't know better I'd swear you've been trying to avoid me. What do you think Peter?"
Peter who had moved uncomfortably close to Dante looked at me and rubbed his chin thoughtfully,
"You think so Major? Now why on earth would he want to do that for? Let me think."
Bella
I felt my rage building as I looked at the small man glancing around like a rabbit caught in headlights and I lost it, for the first and hopefully last time. I felt myself move forward then his shoulders were in my grasp and I hissed in his face,
"You think The Major is scary, try me for size."
I concentrated and my shield flew out and threw him backwards against the wall, as he started to scream Peter clamped a hand across his mouth
"We don't want to wake the neighbours now do we?"
He didn't scream again because I threw my shield once more and this time he was slowly crushed, the wall creaking and cracking as he was forced against it but then Jasper shook his head taking my arm and pulling me round to face him.
"Enough Bella, let us finish it please."
I hated letting go but I shut my eyes and drew my shield back slowly helped by Jaspers calming thoughts.
Jasper
I knew however much Bella wanted revenge on Dante for what he'd done to Charlie and herself and the way he'd tried to manipulate me she wasn't a killer and I didn't want her to become one. I was relieved when she nodded her agreement and I gestured to Peter as I walked her outside. There were a few scuffling sounds and then silence and I knew it was over. Hearing the whoosh as Peter set Dante's body on fire I allowed Bella back inside. She watched the flames as he was reduced to ashes then turned hearing a whimper to see Peter, his arm around the other occupant of the room, obviously Phillipe.
"Its been a long time friend. You owe us."
"Darius you promised me."
Darius screwed up his face,
"I promised you your life that's all."
Peter yanked hard and Phillipe's arm came off in his hand,
"Do you think this will cover the debt Major?"
Jasper looked at Phillipe and then nodded,
"For now, but if we see you again it will be all your remaining limbs, don't forget that."
Peter threw the arm on the almost extinguished fire which flared up again then we left.
"You OK Bella?"
Jasper pulled me close and I smiled,
"Of course, I'm with you, I'm always OK when I'm with you",
And I kissed him.
Bella
The sun was shining the day Jasper and I got married, in the meadow at the back of Peter and Charlotte's house. Around us were all our friends smiling and clapping as we tied the knot. Peter was best man and Charlotte, Rose, and Alice, my bridesmaids. Emmett and Darius who of course had eyes for only a certain bridesmaid. He and Alice had tied the knot only a week earlier and it was good to see her smiling once more.. Only Garrett was missing, he had been here last night but found all the company a little too much for his taste. I hoped to see him again soon because he had been a very good friend to my beloved Jasper.
I watched as Jasper placed the wedding band on my finger, a finger that sparkled in the sun almost as much as my husbands skin. We had received a wedding present from the Volturi, an invitation to visit and a pair of crystal bookends that sparkled in the sunshine just like our skin. There was also a letter from the guardians informing us that Emily had joined Sam. I felt sad hearing this but when I gave it a little more thought I knew that I would have made the same decision had it been Jasper who was killed. The thought of living without him was more than I could bear to even contemplate.
After the ceremony we danced among the wild flowers as if in a fairytale before leaving for a honeymoon on a Marthas Vineyard, care of Darius. The thought of a whole month on an island away from our friends and with my new husband made me quiver with anticipation but before we left I had one stop to make. When Peter told me what had happened in Forks I was incensed but as they all pointed out it was the easiest way to explain what had happened. With Tanya dead and burned there was no tangible reason for what Charlie did so it was reported as "Chief of Police goes rogue after losing daughter in tragic accident in Alaska."
Darius sent me the papers on line so I could read for myself. My disappearance was easily covered by a skiing accident when I went through the ice into a crevasse, no recovery possible. My dad feeling guilty for the accident had gone crazy with grief and taken his rifle out, rumour had it to commit suicide but turned it on his friends when they tried to talk him out of it then ran into the forest where he was attacked and killed by a pack of wolves called to him by the scent of blood.
It didn't seem right that he be labelled a killer but there was little I could do about it. The mystery of the mass funeral pyre in the Quileute village would remain just that, a mystery. Various theories had been put forward to explain the deaths, all the blood and the absence of any clue as to the reason or perpetrators of such a horror. Aliens, a rival tribe, mass hysteria after the loss of the elders...the ideas kept coming but at the end of the day the only thing known was that nothing was known about the event.
Jasper pulled up late at night a short way from the churchyard and I jumped the wall casting around for dads grave and finding it up against a wall, away from the God-fearing who still tutted at the idea of suicide and being tainted even in their graves. I knelt by his headstone and told him the news,
"Jasper and I got married today dad. I thought you'd like to know and I know you would approve. I'm sorry I couldn't keep your name from being dragged through the mud but the important people in your life know the truth. I hope you and Tanya have found each other again. I hear mum refused to believe I was dead and she was enraged when she heard what they said you'd done. She may not have loved you any longer but she still knew what kind of a man you were. Well I have to go now but I still love you and I always will."
I got up and felt a presence close by, dad telling me he'd heard and understood perhaps. I walked slowly back to the car and my husband waiting patiently for me and watching for any humans who might be around but it was quiet and empty as we'd expected at this time of night.
"There's a bunch of flowers on dads grave from Renee. I didn't think she would bother but she still thinks of him. I'm glad because there's no one else to do it. Anyway, Seattle here we come. I hate the thought of wasting hours in the air when all I want to do is take you to bed."
"Then I think you are going to like Darius other wedding present."
"Really? Don't tell me he's had Marthas Vineyard towed closer for us?"
"No but he's arranged a private jet straight, one with a bed, a huge one according to him."
"How?"
"I find its best not to ask too many questions when Darius does you a favour. So Mrs Whitlock you ready?"
I nodded and took a last look at the little church yard before we drove off to start our new life, Mr and Mrs Jasper Whitlock.
THE END.
Thanks for coming along on the adventure with me and for all the reviews which I appreciate and always read. Jules x