Hello, everyone! I'm so proud of the praise this story has already received, and I am very thankful for it! Anyway, here is the next chapter for A New Dawn.

We're going to the Cullen house people! It's gonna be good!

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Jasper's POV

"Whoa, a Velvet Red BMW M3!" Bella exclaimed as we walked outside, her small suitcase rolling behind me as I held onto the pull handle. From the miniscule amount of clothes Bella had, Alice was already raring to go on a shopping trip, and after what Bella said, I was positive Rosalie would be more than happy to go along.

I smiled as Bella ran up to Rosalie's car, immediately looking down into beige seats, looking over the dash. Bella had been released about ten minutes ago. We had quickly past through the greeting stage, Bella striking up easy conversation with every member of the family, fitting right into her role as the new Cullen member. Everyone had heard mine and Bella's conversation, knowing what she already knew, happy to accept her into the family. They were also aware of Bella's gift and were ready to learn all they could about the beautiful young lady we had invited into our lives. We were anxious to get home, to get Bella settled, Esme more than the rest of us. It has been so long since she had a true child, a young one to take care. Though Bella was not particularly young, being at the age of sixteen, she was human, and that was a silent invitation for buttering up to care for her immensely.

My thoughts were then interrupted by a swell of joy that surrounded me. I glanced to my right as I neared Rose's car to see Esme clinging to Carlisle with a wonderful smile on her face, her eyes locked on Bella as her new daughter talked on animatedly about the car and its style. Carlisle, Esme, and I reached the car after the others, and I swung around to the trunk, pulling it open as Rose clicked her key. I placed Bella's suitcase inside, watching as her notebook slithered its way off its place on top of the suitcase. The papers flipped open, and I was pulled into the picture's that Bella had drawn. The notebook was absolutely filled with numerous pictures of demons and monsters, each one different from the last. I reached down, flipping through the sheets. I neared the front pages, and I was met with softer, gentler pictures of young children, women, and strong looking men that were drawn with such care that they looked real, as if they could just step out of the book and into the world.

I traced over the pencil marks again, shaking my head and closing the book. I pushed the trunk closed, walking around to lean against Rose's car as she and Bella spoke about different types of cars.

"Have you ever wanted one of these?" Rose asked her, laying hand on her prized possession of a car.

Rose was expectant, awaiting a quick reply. Bella paused, though, curling her lips as she thought. Her nose scrunched up, and I smiled lightly. It was adorable. As I watched her face dance with emotion, feeling every single one in turn, Edward caught my eye, raising an eyebrow knowingly. I shrugged at him, invisibly brushing him off. He smirked and looked away, both of us tuning back into the conversation.

"I like it, a lot, but I've kind of always wanted a Mercedes honestly," Bella replied sheepishly, hoping she had not hurt Rose's feelings.

Rose nodded. "That's a good choice. Got a color in mind?"

"Blue," Bella stated with a smile, her face lighting up beautifully.

Rosalie laughed lightly, her curls bouncing as she bobbed her head. "That's what I thought."

"Your room is blue, too, Bella," Alice broke in, skipping away from Edward to hook her arm with Bella's.

"Really?"

"Mm-hmm. I had a feeling you would like that!" Alice looked at Esme. "Esme decorated it. I'm sure you will love it!"

Bella's eyes met Esme's, and she smiled, pulling away from Alice. "I hope you didn't think too hard on it, Esme. I also hope you didn't spend too much money. That's really not necessary."

Esme's lips curled, and she stepped away from Carlisle to pull Bella into the circle of her arm, wrapping an arm around Bella's slim waist. "Money is not a problem. I decorated your room just for you, and I want you to accept it as it is. I do hope you like it, though."

"Oh, all this talk is making me want to see it!"

"Let's go then!" Emmett crowed, grabbing Bella and throwing her over his shoulder. Bella giggled as he carried her to Rosalie's car, plopping her down into the backseat. He followed suit, running to the other side of the car and hopping into the passenger seat. I shook my head at the goofball as Esme, Carlisle, Edward, and Alice disappeared in Edward's car. I got in beside Bella with Rose behind the wheel.

Bella scooted over to the middle, sitting beneath the arm I had slung over the back of the seat. She buckled up as Rose followed Edward out on the street. I smiled at the close proximity, watching as Bella's hair whipped out behind her as we flew down the road. Her eyes met mine, and they brightened exponentially, their color and vibrancy spilling over me. I was drawn into her, feeling such a closeness to her that I have never felt to anyone.

She leaned into me slightly as Rose whipped around a curve, the wind rushing over us. Bella's scent enveloped me, and I reveled in it until we arrived at the house. Rosalie whipped up the driveway, pulling and parking in the garage. Bella's eyes were wide with wonder as she traced over the cars that lined the building, come collector vehicles, others for everyday use. Her gaze was ended, however, as Emmett jumped out of the car, flipping Bella over his shoulder for the second time. I hopped out, shaking my head. Bella looked up at me as Emmett began rambling about video games and other things that they could do together. He already thought of her as a little sister, his protective nature springing through the roof. From the way she looked at me, I could see that she was perfectly okay with that.

I pulled Bella's suitcase from the trunk, following her and Emmett as they walked into the house. Bella rested her elbow on Emmett's back, cupping her cheek above his shoulder so she could look at the rest of us as we followed them. As we past through the house, Bella's smile began to drop and her eyes shifted around the room in amazement, taking in the openly rich atmosphere. Her amazement filtered out to me as she looked over everything, trying to take it all in at once.

"Wow," she breathed, pulling up so her hands were splayed out over Emmett's shoulder, allowing her to sit up. "This is nothing like the agency..." she whispered, almost to herself.

"Of course it isn't," Emmett joked. "This is home!" He dropped her onto the couch, falling down beside her as he flashed a gleaming, pearl filled smile her way.

She mirrored the action, eyes swimming with wonderment. She nodded slowly. "It's beautiful."

Esme walked up to Bella, sitting beside her with her arm resting on her shoulders. Carlisle followed, taking a seat on the arm of the couch. The others took up the other seats. I stayed back, looking over my family. They were positively smitten with Bella, as was I. Only, I felt as though my emotions was much stronger, much more powerful compared to everyone else's. I felt more, and I was slightly scared as to where those raw emotions could take me. Even so, I was more than happy to indulge in them, follow their lead. I was curious at the outcome, and I longed to reach it. Then again, ignorance is bliss and patience is a virtue. I just had to wait it out.

I leaned against the far wall carefully, pulling Bella's suitcase to stand beside me as Esme spoke. "Emmett's right Bella. This is your new home, and I want you to know that we are all so happy that you were okay with being adopted into our family, especially with what we are."

Bella's eyes sparkled with tears as Carlisle said, "It is wonderful to have you Bella. We hope you have a great life with us. That is exactly what we plan to give you."

The glistening in her irises ran over as a few tears slipped down her cheeks. The others looked on with gentle smiles as Bella wrapped her arms around Esme's neck, muttering a watery "thank you" to her and Carlisle. Carlisle rested his hand on hers before silently escaping as Esme pulled away from Bella, laying her hands on Bella's shoulders. I heard Carlisle's office door open and close quietly, glancing at the clock on the opposite wall as I heard him begin to shuffle through the papers on his desk. The clock indicated that Carlisle would soon be leaving for work.

"Now, dear, no need to cry," Esme murmured softly, joking lightly as she gently wiped away Bella's tears.

Bella chuckled, and I smiled as her eyes cleared up, giving way to that wonderful navy color.

"How about you get settled in your room, and I will fix you something to eat? I'm sure you're hungry." As if on cue, Bella's stomach rumbled lightly. Everyone chuckled, and a light rosy blush colored her cheeks. Esme pressed a soft kiss to her cheek, pulling her to her feet. "Jasper can show you to your room while I fix you something."

Bella nodded, walking up to me as Esme disappeared through the swinging door that led to the kitchen. I curled my hand around the handle of Bella's suitcase, lifting it up so I was carrying it.

"This way," I murmured softly, waving a hand towards the stairs.

I placed my hand on Bella's lower back as I led her up the stairs, staying behind her to make sure she did not tumble backwards. We went down the hallway and up the second flight of stairs, and then to the third floor. As we walked, Bella's eyes ran over everything. Every picture, decorative wall art, and hanging flower pots that were strung along the walls. As we walked down the final hallway, we past the doorway that led to my room, stopping before the next door on the right. There were three rooms on this floor. My room, Carlisle's office, and now Bella's room.

"Right here," I stated, reaching down and twisting the doorknob.

The mahogany door swung open, revealing a room that had been made just for Bella. It had sky blue walls with a mahogany dresser, a king bed with a full wooden bed post set, and a small table with a lamp on either side of the bed. The bed was covered with a dark blue comforter lined with white sheets. The coverlet was embroidered with a lighter blue flower with petals that opened up over most of the cover, taking up the bed. The headboard was lined with thick pillows wrapped in a white case. The walls on either side of the bed were lined with bookshelves that were already filled with plenty of books. Bella gasped as I lightly pushed her into the room, her feet scuffling over the pristine white carpet.

I smiled as she began to tour around the room, taking in everything. I walked up to the bed, laying the suitcase out on it. After doing so, I leaned against the bedpost, watching as she ran her hand along the spines of some of the books. She must have felt my eyes on her because she was soon turning to me, smiling when her eyes met mine. I could not help but return it as she moved over to me.

"How did you guys know what my favorite books were?" she questioned, moving around me to open her suitcase.

I turned around, once again leaning against the post. "I didn't," I replied. "I just picked up some of my favorites."

Bella dropped the shirt she had pulled out of her case deftly, whirling around to look at me. "You picked the books?"

I nodded, my lips curling. I soon found myself surrounded by Bella's scent as she hugged me, her arms locking around my neck. I returned the hug, my arms circling her waist. I squeezed her petite form, lifting her off the ground so her feet dangled beneath her. Her grip on me tightened, but her arms seemed to relax from their tense position as she was leaning up to hug me. She was almost dwarfed by my six foot, six inch build next to her five foot, four inch build. She turned her head towards me, her soft, supple red lips pressing to my cheek.

"I love all of the books," she whispered, her lips rubbing against my skin as her warm breath ran over my face. "Thank you, Jasper."

I smiled, pressing a kiss to her temple as she pulled away. Her hands fell onto my chest as I still held her at the waist. "My pleasure, Angel."

She tilted her head down as I released her nickname, not even thinking as I said it. A light blush colored her cheeks, and I found the coloring in her pale face so luscious that I did not even feel bad for allowing the name to slip. Slowly, we pulled away from one another, and I turned towards the door.

"Esme should have your food finished soon. You can unpack. I will come and get you when she's finished." I placed a hand on the doorknob, glancing over my shoulder to see her emptying her case.

She looked back at me after folding the pants she held, laying them on top of the pile that was forming. "Okay, thanks J-"

Her words died in her throat as her eyes widened, her gaze running over my form to the wall above my right shoulder. I followed her gaze, seeing nothing out of the ordinary. All there was was the blue wall.

"Bella?" I asked lowly, cautiously.

She began to walk towards, her steps even and measured. She lifted her hand to me. "Slowly, alright, do as I say," she commanded. I nodded, watching her as I began to feel the affects of what could be present. A breath fell down the right side of my neck, warm and sickening. I glanced to the side without moving my head. Still, nothing.

"Okay, lift your hand out to me," Bella said, "Not too fast. Easy..." I raised my arm, stretching my hand out. Her fingers brushed mine as she got close to me, my arm tingling as electricity ran through my skin, making my body want to get even closer to Bella, pull her into my arms and never let her go. I could not begin to fathom where these feelings surfaced from, but I loved the feelings I was getting. Coming back to the present, I was pushed against the door with Bella's back to my chest, her hand holding mine with her other raised out in front of her, a gold chain with a gold cross hanging from her outstretched hand.

"You need to leave, now," Bella commanded, speaking out into the air before us. I followed her gaze, zeroing in on the area. I saw nothing, but I knew, with Bella's composure, that there truly was something there.

Bella shifted against me, her feet shuffling as she pressed even closer to me, the warm breath fanning over my face, Bella's hair brushing over my shirt. Bella's hand was pushed close to her chest, her entire body pressed up against mine.

"No, he's not you're concern," Bella stated. "You're my problem. Now, move away!" Bella's hands shot forward, pressing against an invisible force. The breath disappeared as Bella grabbed my hand tightly, quickly moving us to the right and into the opposite corner.

However, Bella did not quite make it. She pushed against me, reeling me around into the corner. I turned back to see Bella being dragged back to the door, her feet lifted form the ground, red hand marks appearing on her ankles. I growled as Bella winced, crying out. I went forward, but she raised a hand to stop me as she flipped over on her back, her legs twisting as she lifted the cross into the air. A red glow permeated from around Bella, sweeping into the outline of a figure at her feet. It displayed the body of the demon, one just like the one in Bella's drawing.

As I watched, entranced and terrified for Bella, her arm and wrist were bent awkwardly, her lips parting as she cried out, the cross falling to the floor. She was lifted from the ground, the outline of the hands wrapping around her neck as she tried to reach down for the cross before she was elevated. I shot forward, reaching down for the cross as the family banged on the door. I opened the chain, moving around the outline to pull the necklace around its neck. The outline grew solid, revealing a monstrous demon that clawed at the chain I held around its neck. It released Bella, and she fell to the floor in a heap, quickly jumping to her feet. She moved towards me, placing a hand on either side of the demon's face, chanting verses in Latin.

I watched as the demon grabbed her wrists, pinning itself to her. Her arms grew red, smoking wafting up from where its grip was. Her face grew pinched, her chanting increasing in volume as smoke rose about my hands, the chain digging into the demon's flesh, cutting into its form. Slowly, Bella, the demon, and I lowered to the ground, the demon's fighting stopping as it fell to ash, the black dust disappearing before it even reached the floor. Bella and I stared at one another, both sitting on our knees across from each other. I was in shock, looking Bella over carefully, taking in her wounds. Her neck was red, already bruising into the shape of a claw. Her wrists were the same, but the skin there was bubbled lightly, extremely red splotches that were surrounded in black and blue. It looked as though she had been burned.

As we stared, the family rushed in, stopping at the sight of us. Before me, Bella's lips slowly parted, her voice wavering as pain enveloped her.

"A-are you okay?" she asked, stunning me even further.

"Me?" I questioned back, shaking my head. "I'm fine. I'm worried about you."

She shrugged slightly, her shoulders shaking. "I've had w-worse."

I shook my head, crawling towards her as tears flooded her cheeks, her entire body shaking and shivering as her breathing grew heavy. She reached out for me, and I pulled her into me, curling my body around hers protectively. I glanced up at my family, the chain still curled between my fingers as I rest my hand on Bella's waist, my free hand waving through her thick black hair in a comforting motion. I caught Emmett's eye.

"Call Carlisle," I told him, "tell him we have a family emergency and that he needs to come take care of Bella."

He bobbed his head and disappeared through the door, his cell phone already at his ear. The others slowly filed out of the room, Esme leaving a bowl of soup on the dresser before she left, the door clicking closed quietly behind her. I rubbed slow circles on Bella's lower back, lifting her shirt over my hand so I could cool her warm skin. As I did so, her body began to calm, the shaking dulling down to light shivers that occurred every few seconds.

Reaching down, I laid the necklace on the floor, placing a hand on her cheek to gently lift her head from its place on my chest. She looked up at me with red eyes, swollen from crying. Slowly, I traced my fingers over her entire face, cooling her skin to rid her skin of its red color. After that, I brushed my icy skin down to her neck, removing my hand from her back to cup her neck gently. She gasped against me, her eyes boring into mine with clarity, a love shining in them so bright it was almost blinding.

"Does that help?" I whispered, lost in the bubble that surrounded us.

"Very much," she breathed, her hand resting on my cheek. I leaned into her palm, moving my hands so they were around her wrists, the one on her wrist by my face holding her hand to my skin.

"Are you in a lot of pain?" I wondered. I could clearly feel every ounce of pain that simmered beneath her skin, but it was faint to me, utterly tolerable. For her, I could not be precise at how much she was hurting.

She paused, her eyes glancing away, and I had my answer. "Yes. Though, I was not kidding when I said I had had worse."

"What happened for it to be worse?" I asked, seeing if I could distract her, even just a little. My calming air was appearing to be ineffective, and I knew that I needed to help her stay calm until Carlisle arrived.

She paused, shifting around so she was leaning against me, her side pressed into my chest with my arms around her, hands holding her wrists in front of her stomach.

"It was around the time my parents passed away. I was thirteen, and my friend and I were working an investigation in Port Angeles. We thought it would be an easy fix, a demon up for a little fun. Only, once we arrived, we found that that was not the case at all. We sent the family away and began working, zeroing the gateway from the house to Hell in the basement. We convened there, gripping the demon in a trap that my friend had painted on the floor. Being the stronger one spiritually, it was my job to send the demon away, to get rid of it. Only, when I began to fight it, it fought back and better. My spiritual wall broke into pieces, shattering not only before my eyes, but inside my head at the same time. In turn, I fell into a coma after I had managed to lock the demon in limbo. Unfortunately, due to the destruction that was caused, my friend did not make it out alive, and I was in a come for eight months. In those months, my parents would take turns staying with me at the hospital. One day, they decided to go home together to get some rest, and a man driving an eighteen wheeler got possessed by a demon that was brothers with the one I had gotten rid of. It took revenge out on my parents, killing them in a car accident." She paused, a few tears falling down her cheeks, her eyes staring out the windows before us. "They died on impact, instant death." She sniffled, tilting her head downward as she shook her head, pushing the images away that were forming in her head. "I woke up a few weeks later, homeless and alone with no friend. I was thrown into the agency soon after, immediately undergoing depression therapy. From that day on, I have been weak spiritually. My wall is still mending itself. That's why this happened." She lifted her hands slightly, looking over her burns. "I'm not as strong as I used to be, but I can't stop fighting them. I promised my grandmother that I would never give up, and I can't let her down. Yet, that seems like exactly what I've done ever since my parents died."

I shook my head, shocked at the revelation. "No, no, Bella," I muttered reverently. "You haven't let anyone down. And I will help you, all of us will." I lifted her head to mine, pressing my lips to hers. She was shocked to say the least, but she did calm in my arms, leaning against me with all of her weight. We slowly parted, my hand on her reddened neck as our foreheads rested against one another. "You will never be a disappointment, and I will go to the ends of the earth to protect you, no matter what. Just, keeping fighting. I'm going to take care of you."

"You promise?" she whispered, her tone almost silent. As her words ran through my head, I realized that this beautiful woman had experienced too much loss and hardship in her life. I would give her the best life any woman could ask for, all without her having to ask. I would give her everything.

I locked my eyes with hers. "Promise. Forever."

She smiled lightly, one side of her lips curling upward. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to mine for a second, parting from me before shifting downward, curling into my chest with her face burrowed into my shirt. I wrapped my arms around her, holding close, protectively.

I would give her the world, the universe, everything she wanted as long as she never gave up, never stopped fighting. No matter the price, she was worth it.

With that decision made, I realized that there was another I needed to rectify.

Did I love her?

Yes.

My eyes widened as I answered my question, knowing that that was the right answer, the answer to the reason as to why my emotions have been all over the place, why I was so drawn to the beautiful angel.

I was in love with Bella Swan.

Phew! My hands hurt!

Anyway, I really hope this was satisfactory. We gotta little taste of Bella's past and of the supernatural. I will update over the weekend, if not sooner.

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~Much Love, Zoe

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