Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or the characters in it. They belong entirely to Stephanie. I'm just borrowing them for a little while.

A/N All human in this story.

Warning: Child Abuse.

Rescue Me

Chapter Twenty-Five

"Jasper?"

Alice practically flew across the room in her hurry to throw her arms around her bruised and battered boyfriend, a move that brought forth a loud grunt of pain from the blond haired boy.

"Oh! Sorry!" Alice gasped, making as if to step back but Jasper tightened his arms around her, holding her close and pressing his face into her hair.

He was shaking.

"Jasper is going to be staying with us for a little while," Carlisle explained to his family, placing a gentle hand on Jaspers shoulder.

Alice felt him tense up and automatically began to rub his back soothingly, pressing her face into his strong chest. She couldn't believe this was happening! Well…actually (sadly) she could – after all, she'd sort of known about the abuse her poor boyfriend had suffered but he didn't know she knew and she hadn't dared to guess as to how bad it was but obviously it was bad if he was coming to live with them –

"I hope you'll all make him feel welcome in our home," Carlisles calm voice interrupted her frantic thoughts. "Now, Jasper, you obviously know Alice," Carlisle continued, a little humour creeping into his voice, "And I'm assuming that you know the others from your classes at school?"

Jasper nodded.

Alice took this opportunity to step out of his embrace, moving to stand at his side and taking hold of his good hand. She smiled softly when Jasper squeezed her hand, his eyes silently thanking her for her comfort and support.

"Good. Now you don't have to call me Dr Cullen while you're staying with us – you may call me Carlisle," he continued, smiling warmly at the nervous boy.

"O-Ok…" Jasper agreed softly.

"And this is my wife, Esme," Carlisle said, holding his hand out to his wife who eagerly walked over to take it, holding it with both of her own as she stood in front of Jasper with one of her kindest smiles on her pretty face.

"Hello, Jasper, it's nice to finally meet you. Alice has told me all about you," Esme said warmly as though he were joining them for tea, not moving in because of…well just because. Alice felt her cheeks burn red with embarrassment.

"Mum!" she protested, causing her siblings to chuckle at her predicament.

"Now, how about we head upstairs and give you a quick tour of the house before getting you settled into your room?" Esme suggested happily. "I've borrowed some of Edwards clothes for you to wear until we can collect your from your old house."

"Oh, um…thank you," Jasper mumbled, blushing as he kept hold of Alice's hand.

"I'll come too," she announced, squeezing his hand reassuringly.

Like she would abandon him now, when he was recovering from what was undoubtedly as shocking and traumatic day and dealing with her mad family.

"That's fine, Alice, dear," Esme agreed warmly, turning to kiss her husband on the cheek before she released his hand and headed up the stairs.

Alice followed her, ignoring her siblings who were still chuckling from her embarrassed expression earlier, relishing in the fact that it wasn't one of them suffering from their parents comments and observations and pulled Jasper along with her.

Esme took them all round the first floor of the house, explaining what each room was for and if it was a bedroom who it belonged to. Both of the girls slept on the first floor whilst everyone else slept on the second floor.

Jasper had gained a wide-eyed 'deer-in-the-headlights' expression as he was led around the large and rather extravagant house. Alice sighed, trying desperately not to feel sorry for him. She seriously doubted that the inside of his house had been much better than what she'd seen of the outside.

Once they'd finished with the first floor they headed up to the second which was all bedrooms. First was Emmett's room which Esme tutted loudly about – it was in a terrible state with clothes strewn all over the floor. Then came Edward's room and Jasper had gasped, stepping into one of the rooms for the first time on the tour as he gasped,

"How many books does he own?"

"Do you like books, Jasper?" Esme asked eagerly.

Jasper nodded, his hands stroking the spines.

"Most of them are about music – Edward is music mad you see but if you like I can get some books for you to read while you stay with us," Esme offered.

"Um, no, it's fine…you've already gone to so much trouble on my account," Jasper mumbled quickly, backing out of the room as quickly as he had entered.

"Oh, it's no trouble my dear!" Esme cried. "There's a lovely little second hand book shop in Seattle that we could visit. I know the owner, you see, and he would be more than pleased to give us a good deal on some books for you."

"I…I don't want you spending your money on me…" Jasper mumbled, looking all but mortified at the prospect. Alice put her arms around his waist.

"Jasper, my parents love to spoil us and now that you're here they're going to spoil you too. I'm afraid that the only thing you can do is get used to it," she told him as cheerfully as she could manage.

"Oh, you…" Esme scolded her but she was smiling.

Jasper said nothing, a slight frowned appearing on his handsome face.

Alice could see it was going to take a lot of hard work on their part to get him cross this feeling that everything they did for him was out of pity or charity.

"And this will be your room," Esme said, deciding it was best to go on with the tour. Opening the door she gestured for Jasper to enter first. "The sheets on the bed are fresh this morning and the clothes I spoke of are hanging in the wardrobe. Now Carlisle and I want you to feel free to decorate the room however you want to – posters, pictures, whatever you want. We can even look into re-painting the walls if you don't like it…"

"No…it's great," Jasper breathed softly.

"I'm glad you think so dear," Esme said happily. "Mine and Carlisles room is next door so if you have any problems please don't be afraid to come and see us – all of our children know that our door is always open to them if they need us."

"Er…thanks…" Jasper mumbled, definitely feeling awkward.

"Now, I'll leave you two to talk by yourselves for a bit," Esme told them warmly. "I must check on dinner anyway – I hope you like Beef Stew, Jasper."

"Er, yeah…I love it," Jasper mumbled.

"Excellent. I'll send one of the others up to fetch you when it's ready," Esme promised, kissing Alice on the forehead and smiling across the room at Jasper before she left them alone, heading down towards the kitchen.

Finally alone Alice could hold it in no longer and sighed loudly,

"Oh Jasper…why didn't you tell me?"

A/N Sorry this took so long and sorry to leave it there but I haven't quite decided where to go with this bit yet but I wanted to put something up to make up for leaving this story alone for so long. Comments and suggestions are EXTREMELY welcome.