Thank you for all the votes. I am surprised that a lot of you chose Rosalie but Carlisle won by two votes.(Make that four; I just got 2 more reviews :) Anyway, as I understand why some people chose Rosalie, I have decided to give her more of a part in the story after everything is revealed as she isn't mentioned much.

So now the votes are in, Carlisle will be finding Jasper's secret out soon!

WARNING: I have also decided to change the ratings to M after this scene so...sorry for those who would rather not read.

No more updates for this story until after Christmas so...MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERBODY!

Disclaimer: I do not own twilight

Alice POV

I heard the sound of a stone hit the window.

Finally! He was back!

He had me panicking for a whole two hours. The first hour when everybody was looking for him and then the next hour when I had the vision of him trying to...don't think of it, Alice. You know how sensitive he is to your negative emotions and he'll blame himself then we'll go back in a circle. I have to be strong for him. He needs me now more than ever.

I walked over to the window and opened it wide for him. I knew the reason why he wouldn't go through the front door. He didn't want to face anybody after what had just happened. He usually does it after he slips up and kills a human or accidentally tries to hurt his brother when he forgets where he is when they wrestle. Sometimes he gets flashbacks of himself fighting newborns so it is usually wrestling with Emmett that triggers it and the guilt of almost hurting his own brother makes him run away and come back a couple of hours later through our bedroom window. This time however, it was a much more serious matter and he was going to try his best to block out the emotions of pity from everybody in the family by being as close to me as possible so that the strongest emotion that he'll feel is love.

Jasper climbed in through the window and in an instant, he was by my side and ducked so that he could bury his head in my neck. His hands grabbed my arms desperately just in case I would pull away which I wouldn't. He was so insecure that he always thinks that I would do something to reject him but I have yet to do that.

"Alice, I'm sorry. I am so, so sorry. I don't know what I was thinking. Please don't be mad" he mumbled into my neck.

"Shhh Jazz. Baby, it's going to be alright. It's going to get better, I promise" I comforted.

I moved my hands up into Jasper's soft and curly hair, running my fingers through his golden locks as I let him remain so close to me. He was right; he didn't know what he was thinking. He wasn't in the right state of mind. I mean, Jasper does tend to go into his 'not thinking straight' phrases but this was definitely the most serious one.

I remember the last time he went through that phrase was after he slipped up and he begun to think that he doesn't deserve me so he did his best to make me hate him. He ignored absolutely everybody, got a little aggressive with the boys and even started purposely killing more humans but once he realised that no matter what he did, I still loved him all the same he just gave up and returned back to his normal self because the only emotion that did change for him was worry. Everybody was worried about his behaviour. I just hope he doesn't do that again because he was depressed for the next four months after what he did and it takes him so long to forgive himself.

"Alice" he whimpered faintly.

That tends to be his way in saying 'I need more comforting'.

I pulled away and took my hand in his as I lead him to our rarely used bed. I gestured him to get in so he did and soon after, I jumped in beside him. We were both lying down on our backs but our heads were to the side so that we were looking into each other's golden eyes. Our hands were still connected as he lifted my hands to his lips and kissed my fingers. He then moved a little closer to me so that his mouth was right by my ear.

"I know that I haven't exactly expressed it in a while but I need you to know that I love you" he whispered gently.

I smiled at him as he begins to radiate the emotions he feels when he's around me and how strongly he loved me. I knew this already but it was good to feel it. It was the same way I felt for him. He got closer a little more so he could reach in to kiss me.

I kissed him back; open mouthing which pulled him in a little more as he lifts a leg over me so that I was under him. This was good. Just let him take control. Stop when he wants to. The most basic rules when he's in this mood. I didn't want to frighten him. I welcomed his tongue into my mouth, making the most of such a beautiful moment.

His hands moved up under my shirt whereas mine remained gripping his shirt around his back but not too tightly; I didn't want him to feel like I was forcing him. It was too easy to make him feel that way.

His hands managed to find their way under my bra as his kisses move to my neck. My own hand move lower down his back until they reach his waist. He froze completely as he waited for further movement but as I notice his reaction, I move my hand back up his spine.

"S'okay, you can do it if you want" he whispered as he kissed my ear.

"No, I don't want to do something that will make you feel uncomfortable" I replied.

"Please" he whimpered as his eyes locked onto mine.

I brought my lips to his again but this time, my hands returned to his waist as I slowly undo his belt; cautious not to frighten him away. He showed small signs of discomfort but pushed them all back as he palms my breasts. Once I loosened his belt, I unzipped his jeans and very slowly move my hands below the waistband. He was already semi erect as I began to stroke him. I was glad to see Jasper relax within my grip so once I was sure that he was okay with it, I began to increase the speed, causing him to groan in my mouth.

I continued this for about ten minutes but then Jasper chose that moment to push me back onto the bed, removing my shorts and then my underwear as his lips still concentrate on my own.

"Jazz, you don't have to" I whispered to him.

He ignored my comment as he removed his own jeans and boxers before returning back on top me. I knew that Jasper was only doing this after what happened tonight. It was his way in saying sorry despite the fact that I knew it was making him uncomfortable. I really needed to find out the real reason why he reacts that way when we are sexual towards each other.

Knowing that despite me telling him that he didn't have to do this, he would force himself anyway. I removed my shirt hoping that Jasper wouldn't push himself too far. Jasper had kept his own shirt on which he tends to do now.

The first few times we made love, he left it on because he was afraid of what I would think of his battle scars but I managed to convince him to take it off the fourth time and I proved to him how much I really loved him as well as showing that his scars didn't affect the way I feel towards him. After that, he was okay about removing his shirt but for the past few years, his shirt has somehow returned again. Why? I haven't a clue but I chose to ignore it since the last time I tried to take it off, it pushed him away.

"Jazz, are you sure?" I double checked.

He still didn't answer but he crushed his lips to mine as he carefully guides himself inside me. It had been so long since he had last done this and despite everything going on, he was still making himself do this just to make me happy.

I let him continue throughout the night, letting him take control. I wanted him to be comfortable with what was happening and although I knew it wasn't 100%, it made him happy when he knew I was happy and right now, this was definitely cheering me up after what had happened today. Speaking of which, I will make sure that Jasper isn't left alone again; no matter what mood he is in.

I nearly lost him today. I had been so close to losing my very special mate and I wasn't going to let that happen again.

So yeah, like I said, I want to find the perfect time to reveal Jasper's secret to the rest of the family.

A bit of an explanation of the sexual scene was, like Alice described, Jasper's way of apologising as he feels like he's neglecting her a little since he isn't doing so much of that anymore because of his insecurity but because his shirt remained on, Alice didn't view the scars.

Also, a little question:

In the first half of this chapter I mentioned two things about Jasper that interested me into thinking about writing a one-shot on each of them. They were when Jasper has flashbacks of the time he fights newborns when he is actually wrestling with Emmett so he accidentally gets aggressive and also when I was talking about Jasper in his 'not thinking straight' phrase when he did his best to make Alice hate him because he thought he didn't deserve her. Would you guys be interested if I was to write a one shot on them both?