A/N Thanks to my friend OoJasper'sAngeloO for her beta work, and to my pre-reader jascat. I love you both. An extra thanks goes to jascat as she gave me the idea and asked if I would write it for her. Alright, in this chapter we find out just how far Bella is willing to go for Jasper. Also, while there's not a lemon, there is some lemonade if you will. Hope you enjoy this chapter. I tried to post this last night but found FF was down.

I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.

Bella's POV

This red eyed vampire was just staring at me like he could see way down to my very soul. There was an intensity that was shocking to see. Yet at the same time, it made my insides feel funny. The weirdest part, I wanted him to see my soul.

After another minute of just staring into his eyes they changed. Suddenly I realized that he must be in intense pain. His leg had been ripped off as well as his hand. I have no clue as to if he could be saved. Most humans as far as I knew would be dead if they had his injuries.

He was breathing hard like someone would if they were in pain and I barely heard his whisper, "Please, just go away. I can fix myself up, but please I don't want to hurt you."

I knew that I couldn't, I wouldn't leave him out here alone. He needed me and I was going to help him and pray that he didn't die. No matter what, I wasn't leaving him alone, especially if he was going to die, but I have no clue as to how to help him so I told him, "Sorry, but I'm not leaving you alone. You need help, and if there's anything that I can do to save your life then that's exactly what I'm going to do. You won't hurt me. Now what can I do to help you? By the way my name is Isabella Marie Swan, but I prefer to be called Bella. Your name is?"

He seemed to be struggling to answer but finally whispered, "Jasper. Jasper Whitlock ma'am. Do you know anythin' about us vampires Bella?"

"No, not really. Except that I know you have super strength, super speed and most have red eyes except for the ones that live in Forks which have gold eyes for some reason. Please, tell me how I can help you?" I pleaded.

"Its kind of complicated, but I feel your worry. It hurts to talk so I'm going to ask if you have a cell phone. If you do then I can have you call my friends and they can tell you what I need. The only problem is that well. . . um. . .I'm, well. . ." I interrupted him.

"You need blood. Well I'm more concerned about how you're going to survive your injuries. Do you need a doctor? Are there even vampire doctors for vampires? That's silly of course there has to be. Can you even survive your injuries?" I asked.

I could tell that he was struggling to talk so I told him to just write his friend's name and number in the dirt next to him. He did answer my question of if he could survive his injuries by nodding his head yes.

That made me feel so much better. I quickly read the number and used the cell phone my dad had gotten me right after I moved here. He said that it would make him feel better if he could get a hold of me and if I needed him he was just a push of a button away.

I realized that the number wasn't from around here. I hit send and waited when the phone rang. At first I didn't think that anyone was going to answer. After the fourth ring I heard a deep voice answer, "Yeah?"

"Is this Peter? I'm calling on behalf of Jasper Whitlock."

His reply was quick and I could tell he was about to hang up, "No I don't think so. Your human and no human can be trusted. I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but I doubt the Major asked you to call me."

Jasper motioned for me to bring the phone closer and all I heard was a buzzing noise, but I could see Jasper's lips moving slightly. I'm not sure but I got the strangest feeling that he was talking to his friend even though it was a struggle for him.

A minute later he motioned for me to talk again. I brought the phone to my ear and heard Peter speak, "Bella? I hope I can call you Bella. Listen please forgive me. I have to say that I'm kind of surprised at what the Major or Jasper told me, but I trust him. He said that you refuse to leave him alone and want to help him so I'm gonna give the information that you'll need to help him. I can't be there for at least a couple of weeks, so its gonna be up to you darlin' to help him. Now the first thing is you have to look around and try to find his leg and his hand. Do you think you can do that sweetheart?"

I started to look around. Jasper had no clue as to where either might be so I was on my own for this part. Peter continued to tell me what I would need to do. He said that it was gonna be super hard for me as his leg would feel like a solid rock and it would be moving. That kind of freaked me out, but I was determined that I was going to help this man no matter what I had to do.

He explained as I was looking, that vampire body parts can be ripped off and reattached without problems. They only need blood to heal quickly. I can't hunt so there was only one way I had of getting blood to him. Peter informed me that Jasper would refuse, but that no matter what, he wouldn't hurt me, he couldn't for some reason. I tried to get him to tell me why but he wouldn't.

It didn't matter. I would do anything for this vampire that was hurting. I would do anything for him and I have no clue as to why it was so important for me to be the one to help him. It didn't matter that I knew he drank blood, I would freely give him everything I could even if it meant my own death. Yet somehow I knew that he couldn't hurt me.

After about twenty minutes I finally came upon his leg. Peter was right it was wiggling, trying to move. That kind of grossed me out. Peter explained that the leg would be too heavy for me to try to pick up and that I would have to roll it to Jasper and then I would have to work it up to the area it was ripped off from.

He said that if I could find Jasper's hand that he could then help with his leg. So I looked for awhile and still couldn't find his hand. Peter finally just told me to look for it after Jasper's leg was reattached. He then told me to give the phone to Jasper and he would keep Jasper focused on him until I got his leg to him.

Peter was right again. The leg must have weighed at least two hundred pounds or more. I had a hard time getting it to roll in the direction that I needed it to go. It was only about fifty yards from him, but still it was hard to roll in a couple of places because it was uphill.

Once I had it close to him I realized there was another problem. One that no matter what would be embarrassing at least for me. The leg had been ripped out of his hip which meant in order for me to help line it up, his pants or what was left of them would have to come off. He would have to be naked, there was no way around it.

I think he realized the same thing and told me that I could leave, he would eventually get it lined up. Peter told him to shut up and just let me do whatever I needed to in order to get his leg back on. I took the phone and Peter asked me to describe the end of the leg where it had been ripped off. I told him that I could clearly see the ball that would normally fit in the hip joint.

He explained that all I needed to do was to make sure the leg was facing the right way and then get the end as close to the open area of Jasper's hip. I couldn't believe that I was about to remove this very attractive vampire's pants, although in any other situation I wouldn't have minded getting into his pants. I did find him to be more attractive than any of the Cullens.

I gave the phone back to Jasper so I could use both hands to remove his pants and then try to get his leg closer to the wound. As I reached for his belt to undo it, he used his good hand to stop me. I looked into his eyes and he had an almost shy smile, "I think I should warn ya, I don't wear anythin' under my pants."

If he had been human I think he would have been blushing. I know I was, but I couldn't help him if I didn't remove his jeans. I had just gotten the belt undone and the button as well when it dawned on me that I was going to have to get close to that area to make sure the bone was lined up and that meant close to his, well, his manhood as I've heard some guys describe it.

I had a jacket on, but it was too bulky to be able to use to cover him up and still be able to see. I quickly pulled the jacket off and then before he realized what I was doing I had my shirt off. I grabbed the jacket and slipped it back on. Once it was on I looked at him and he was staring at me in shock. Maybe he had never seen a girl wearing a bra before.

I quickly finished undoing his jeans and he helped by lifting his hips for me to pull them off. I did my best to not look, but I still got a peek. I have never seen a guy naked except for pictures, but I couldn't resist as I was finding this vampire more than just a little attractive. Once I had his jeans off I used my shirt to cover him up and yet still be able to see.

I tried to pull his leg up, but it was too heavy. So I got down at the other end and used the foot to push it up to where it needed to be. Jasper motioned for me to take the phone and then Peter told me to just move the leg around so that it was in the right position and then Jasper would move his body to the leg. He said it didn't need to be exact as the leg would automatically move to line up, but it did need to be positioned just right, in other words just like it would be if it was attached, the front facing up.

It was when I had it lined up that I noticed I couldn't feel my hands any more. I looked down and realized that whatever was oozing from his wounds was now on my hands. Peter, seeming to know what had happened told me not to worry, as long as the venom didn't get into my blood stream I wouldn't turn. I have no clue what he was talking about.

I watched as the leg actually turned just a little and then started to slowly fuse back together. It was amazing to watch, but it must have been painful as he stiffened and then clenched his teeth. Peter had to practically yell at me to get me to get up and try to find his hand.

It took me almost an hour to finally find it. It had been thrown apparently and landed under some bushes. Either that or it had crawled its way under there looking for its owner. It was moving when I found it and it was the rustling of the bushes that alerted me to it. I have to admit I almost didn't want to touch it as that was just creeping me out.

It was also heavy, but at least I could carry it for a short distance before having to put it down and rest. Jasper tried to get me to leave it and he would crawl to it, but he needed to save his strength to heal. I finally managed to get it to him and he quickly picked it up and reattached it himself.

Peter then told me to start walking until he told me to stop. I told Jasper that I would be right back. Since he had no jeans to wear, I left my shirt there. I walked a short distance and then Peter explained why I needed to get away from Jasper so he could explain something to me.

He had a gift of "knowing shit" as he put it and he told me what I needed to do next. He did ask me how far was I willing to go to help Jasper. When I told him that I would do whatever was necessary to help him, he told me what to do and promised that it would work out just fine. He also told me that I would find what I needed in order to accomplish this in the pocket of Jasper's jeans.

After I got back Peter told me to give the phone to Jasper so that he could talk to him while I found what I needed and got ready. I could tell that he was arguing with his friend although they were speaking at their speed so I couldn't understand what they were saying. I'm pretty sure that Jasper was trying to tell Peter why the plan wasn't gonna work and Peter was trying to tell him why it would.

What Jasper didn't realize is that I was gonna do this with or without his consent. While they were still doing their thing I made sure that my shirt covered him completely and then straddled his lap. It was the only way I could do this so that he could get what he needed.

As soon as I had sat down he was staring at me and begging me not to do this. It was too late. I had brought the knife that I had removed from his pocket up to the fleshy part of my chest, between my shoulder and my breast and made a one inch cut. Jasper dropped the phone and placed his good hand over his mouth and nose as if he was trying not to smell the blood that was now flowing down my chest.

I reached up and tried to pull his hand away, but he shook his head no. Then I told him that I would continue to make sure that I was bleeding until he gave up and drank some of it. Peter had assured me that the tiny amount he could safely take from me would be enough to help him be able to go and hunt. I wasn't worried, except that he wouldn't give in and take what he desperately needed.

I begged him to drink some and after speaking with Peter again he very slowly moved his head so that he could take some from the cut. He sucked softly and was very gentle. The problem was that for some reason my body was reacting in a way that I didn't think would be a normal reaction for a vampire drinking some of my blood.

I was becoming aroused. Something I had never really experienced before. I could feel my panties becoming soaked. It was after I realized what was happening to me that I now knew this was having the same effect on him. I felt him become hard under me. I did the only thing I wanted to do, I started to grind myself against his erection.

I had started to run my fingers through his messy hair and it seemed to urge him on. He started to move his erection against me and yet he was still drinking. As he continued to drink, I understood two things. First, Peter was still on the phone and would be ready to tell Jasper to stop and our grinding was increasing.

He was moaning and kind of growling and I was definitely moaning as well. Before I knew what was happening, I was experiencing my very first orgasm. I was arching my body, while pushing down on him. A few seconds later, I felt him almost ram his cock hard against me and then pulse. He came as well. I couldn't believe what had just happened.

After I came down I noticed that he had stopped drinking right before and during our orgasms. He then quickly started to drink some more. Another minute passed and then I vaguely heard Peter yelling at him to stop, right before I passed out. . .

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