Memories of the Past

Disclaimer: Don't own 'Twilight', but I do own Johnna.

Thanks to Gotta Dance 88 and Xo BellaItalia oX for being my betas.

"Where's Edward?" Carlisle asked as Johnna danced through the kitchen and into the living room. Johnna smiled and stopped in front of the couch where Esme and Carlisle were reading.

"He's rescuing his blushing beauty." Johnna told him.

"Oh great, first you, now Bella." Rosalie sneered, coming down the stairs. Johnna whipped around to face Rosalie.

"Okay, Rosalie, we'll forget about Bella. Forget that if it wasn't for me and Edward, that Bella would have the same fate that ended your human days." Johnna said nonchalantly. Rosalie's sneer dropped and a hollow look entered her eyes.

"Completely different now isn't it? Think what you will of me, but never say that I don't care for those around me. No one deserves this fate."

"Things are definitely getting interesting around here." Jasper said as Emmett cradled Rosalie in his lap. Alice just nodded.

Early the next morning, Johnna was found hissing in some unintelligible language upstairs. Carlisle cocked his head, and then smirked slightly. "I'll be back, Esme." Esme nodded.

"Johnna, my study now." He said as he dashed to his study. Esme turned to the rest of them. "Jasper and Alice, you two need to go to school. Make an excuse for Emmett and Rosalie. Johnna, I'm sure will be there soon enough."

Jasper and Alice nodded and headed off to school.

"'ey Jasper!" Everyone's head turned towards the cafeteria doors as Johnna bounced through them and stopped in front of the Cullen table.

"What Johnna?" Jasper asked, trying hard not to laugh when Johnna wiggled her eyebrows mischievously.

"You said this morning that you would help me find books for my history project."

"I'm busy and its lunch time."

"Jasper you promised!" Johnna pouted adorably. Jasper hesitated and then kissed Alice's cheek, before standing up.

"Terrifying lil' monster." Jasper chuckled. Johnna shrugged and cutely said. "I know."

Jasper shook his head and continued chuckling as they exited the cafeteria. "Was that necessary?"

"No, but it was fun!" Johnna chirped.

"I want to see what you were fussing over this morning." Jasper told her when they reached an unused classroom. Johnna looked up at him innocently.

"You know what I'm talking about. I felt your emotions." Johnna giggled as he said this.

"Mighty Jasper, lord of emotions, I shall show you, but don't tell anyone what you've seen or think about it when Edward is around."

Jasper sighed. "Very well."

Johnna smiled a strange smile and pulled up her tops. Along the left side of her body was a long angry gash and it went down past the top of her brown Indian embroidered skirt, as well as disappearing under her tops.

"Where on earth did you get that?" Jasper asked shocked.

"A parting gift from a child of the moon." Johnna said somberly.

"It's tooth or a nail?"

"It's teeth. It attacked me and Carlisle and then latched itself on to me. Carlisle had to pull it off." Jasper then noticed another long angry gash parallel to the first on her back. Jasper knew that this was extremely private and personal. Something that only Carlisle knew about. By showing him, Johnna had put a huge amount of trust in him. He needed to show her that he was worthy of her trust.

"I want to show you something." He offered his hand to her. She took it and let him lead her to the small library. Students stared at them, but said nothing. They went to the section with Civil War books. Jasper pulled a book off that was about the Southern aspect of the war, flipped halfway into it and then handed the book to her. In the bottom right hand corner was a sepia photograph of Jasper in all his military regalia. The caption beneath the picture read: Major Jasper Whitlock: the youngest major in the Confederate Army. There was one long paragraph that talked about Jasper's career in the army and his disappearance.

"This is amazing, Jasper. It's sad that there's only paragraph about you though." Johnna said as her eyes twinkled.

"Thank you. It is sad, but I'm very lucky to be in the book. I have of a copy of it at home, if you'd like to read it. I have something else to show you when we get there."

Johnna nodded. "Thank you for showing me this." Jasper smiled brightly, knowing that she understood what he was doing. Once again, he offered her his arm and walked her to her next class before going to his own.

When they all arrived home, Jasper escorted Johnna directly to his study.

"Mon Dieu." Johnna breathed, her eyes flickering over the tall shelves of books on one side of the wall. If Edward's room was a music store, then Jasper's study was a library.

He chuckled at my reaction and shut the door. "I thought we'd have more privacy in here."

Johnna looked at him questioningly.

"Sound-proof walls." He said tapping one of them.

"Must be nice." Johnna said appreciatively. Johnna felt her eyes widen as she looked around the room. Books lined the walls all the way around the large room. More were stacked on top of a table next to a black leather chair by the fireplace. There was another black leather chair as well as a sofa next to and across from the first. A desk sat off to one side with more desk chair behind it. Above the fireplace was a glass case with the battle flag of the Confederacy complete with dirt and holes.

"How old is that flag, Jasper?" Johnna asked, looking at the flag in awe. Jasper seemed to look at it with an unidentifiable emotion on his face. "April 12, 1861. It was the one that flew when I lead my troops for the last time before I was changed, which makes that very flag exactly 148 years old."

"Jasper, that's amazing." Johnna said turning her eyes back at him when she heard him scoff. Johnna raised an elegant eyebrow at him.

Jasper chuckled lightly before responding. "Carlisle wanted me to turn it in to a museum. Alice wanted to get rid of it and buy a new one that didn't come with all the dirt and holes. Rose really didn't have an opinion about it. Edward was unenthusiastic because of the death the war where it flew caused. Emmett wanted to reenact the whole battle vampire style. And I think it almost made Esme cry."

"Okay, I see what you mean." Johnna said grinning at each of the Cullen's predictable reactions. "Is that what you wanted me to see?" She asked. She knew that she would be spending a lot of time in here. While she already had mental peace with Edward not being able to read her thoughts, it would be nice not having to hear what was going on all over the house.

Jasper smiled as Johnna's emotions washed over him. She had very deep emotions; a lot of them were raw. Johnna was an emotional person, but she hardly let herself be ruled by her emotions and he admired that about her.

"No, that's not what I wanted you to see, but on another note, you're welcome in here whenever you want." He told her as he crossed to the bookshelf closest to the desk. Johnna's gratefulness and thanks washed over him.

"Thank you." She whispered.

As he had done in the school library, Jasper took a short book off the shelf and flipped a ways into it. "Everyone here thinks that all the books in here are about the military and the Civil War, and for the most part, their right. None of them know that I have this book. It's about World War I. I got it long time ago, but I think you'll enjoy it." He said as he handed it to her. Just like with the book about the South, a picture looked up at Johnna, but it wasn't of Jasper or anyone else. She was looking at a picture of herself singing to the Allied troops of World War 1. The caption below it read: France's Little Fairy sings to the troops of her native land and other Allied troops.

In the paragraph next to the picture, it talked about how no one knew the real name of the extremely talented 14 year old girl who sung multiple times to encourage the troops. The girl didn't take anything for her work. It also talked about how she would stay for a while afterward and talk with the troops, listening to their encouragement and complements and how she would disappear until the next time she sang.

Johnna looked up at Jasper, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Merci beaucoup, Jasper." She said in a rough voice and then hugged him with all her might.

"You're very welcome, Johnna." He said after the initial shock of her hugging him wore off.

Carlisle smiled as Johnna came out of Jasper's study with a huge blissful smile on her face. She spotted him on the couch and snuggled into his side.

"He knows and doesn't care. He was worried about how I had gotten it and that I had it. No judgment, no nothing." She told him happily, oblivious to the curious stares of the other occupants of the room. Carlisle kissed her forehead and wrapped his arm around her. "Jasper's a wise and honest man, who listens to the all the facts before acting."