So this was going to be a one-shot, but I just couldn't leave it hanging like that! So here is the end, hope it doesn't disappoint!

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Lying there looking up at Jasper, I knew that I was in love him. I know it seemed too soon, I know it's crazy, but my heart was telling me that's just the way it was. I also knew that it was about to destroy me. Jasper misunderstood my silence as he sighed and pulled out of me, heading into the bathroom and bringing me out a wet washcloth to clean up with.

After I finished I sat up with my back against the headboard and looked at him. God he was glorious. His body was sharp ridges and defined muscles. Just looking at him sitting there on the edge of the bed with a guarded expression was enough to make me want round two. Part of me wanted to continue lying. I wanted to tell him it wasn't a one off and we could see each other tomorrow night, just lay there and enjoy whatever time we might've had together until the inevitable happened, but I couldn't. He deserved better. Time to just bite the bullet and worry about picking up the pieces later.

"Jasper." I said his name softly and waited until he looked at me.

"Look, I want more from you, I do, it's just…there's something I have to tell you first."

The flash of relief that came over his face made me feel even guiltier. I'm sure he wasn't expecting what I was about to say.

"I'm not who you think I am, ok. God this is hard…umm. I'm not a journalist. I'm a cop." That look of relief quickly changed back to that guarded expression. I could see the anger burning in his eyes.

"I don't understand Edward. What do you mean you're a cop? What the hell have you been doing in my station?"

His words were coming out through clenched teeth and I knew then. It was over. No amount of explanation could save this, save us. I saw my dreams of the future flashing before my eyes before they disappeared, never to be realized.

"I'm sorry I lied to you Jasper. Please believe that I didn't want to. It's my fucking job o.k.? I know you've heard about those arson fires, well there have been a few key pieces of evidence that pointed towards your department. I went in undercover to question everyone. I never intended for this to happen."

Looking at his face and seeing the hurt there, I quickly corrected myself.

"I didn't mean it like that. I'm glad it happened. I'm ecstatic that I met you. I've wanted you ever since the first time I laid eyes on you. I just didn't want to meet under these circumstances. I never meant to hurt you. I wanted to tell you the truth, but I just couldn't." I pleaded with him.

He broke our gaze and stared down at the floor. His next words were so soft I almost didn't hear them.

"What evidence?"

I shouldn't tell him. I'm not allowed to discuss case details, but I didn't care. I trusted Jasper and he deserved to know.

"Several things. Flammables that were used are the same kind ordered by your station for practice fires. The dates of the orders match up with the start date of the arsons. There's also the fact they have all been in your coverage area. The most damning piece of evidence we found was a pin. It was found in the charred ruins of the second fire. It was a pin from your station, Jasper. I don't know whose though. I managed to slip it in every interview, asking to see it, and they all had theirs..."

His face jerked back up to mine and I felt a reality wash over me when I saw the cold and distant look he was wearing. Gone was my loving and patient Jasper.

"That's it? Based on those few flimsy facts you violated my trust, the trust of everyone in that department?" He yelled.

I didn't respond. There was nothing I could say to make it better. I had hoped he would understand that it was just my job. I hadn't meant for it to go this far. As I watched him gather his clothes up and starting putting them on I felt a tickle on my face and reached up to scratch it, surprised to find my fingers wet. I never fucking cried.

He stopped at the bedroom door fully dressed and I felt a moment of hope. Maybe he was rethinking things. When he spoke however, my chest felt like it ripped in two.

"You know what Edward? If you had told me before we...I would've understood. I know you are just trying to help, trying to stop the arsonist before he kills anyone else, but you didn't. You slept with me knowing that you were deliberately deceiving me, and that's what I can't forgive. These last few weeks I thought I was seeing a man. An honest, hardworking man trying to help out our station, but that wasn't you was it? You were just there so you could arrest one of my men."

He sighed softly as though defeated, and turned towards me. His eyes were swimming with tears and hurt.

"I wanted you from the first moment I met you too Edward. You looked so adorable in your jeans and T-shirt. I would watch you type on your laptop, wearing those sexy reading glasses, and it was all I could do not to rip your clothes off and fuck you on the table. But then those feelings of want changed to something else. I fell in love with you Edward. I love you and I guess that makes me the asshole doesn't it, because your not the man I thought you were." The tears spilled out of his eyes and ran down his cheeks as he turned to go.

I wanted to stop him, wanted to scream at him that I was sorry and that I loved him too, but I couldn't move. His words had shocked me and I froze. When I heard the soft click of the front door, I jumped into action. Racing around the room to throw on a pair of pants and shirt before running out the door and down the hall, but I was too late. He was already gone.

I spent the rest of the night in a fog. I felt the loss of Jasper so deeply that I didn't know how I would face the next day. He had said he loved me. Didn't he realize that I was the same man he fell in love with? I still acted the same way, still had the same dreams and wishes. I just had a different job. I knew I should've told him the truth before we slept together. It's just that I got so caught up in the moment, I didn't want it to stop. It was selfish.

I woke up the next morning, my eyes were red and aching from the night before, but I got up an showered. I still had a job to do and a killer to stop. As I sat at the kitchen table drinking my coffee and thinking things over, I made a choice. I would find the killer and arrest them, but I wasn't giving up on Jasper. I couldn't let go of my chance with him. I vowed to fight for him, no matter how long it took for him to learn to trust me again.

I felt immediately better. I knew it might take time, but I was confident that I could make him understand. I loved him, and despite everything I believed he still loved me. I just had to figure out a way to prove it to him.

I gathered up all of my notes and stuck them in the back seat of my silver Volvo before getting in and heading to the precinct. The meeting with my captain took several hours as we went over all of my tapes, discussing my theory. I showed him the timelines and he agreed that we needed to bring them both in for questioning. Bella and Mike.

I just couldn't let go of my belief that Bella was guilty and I think that she had Mike helping her. Bella might have figured the police were onto her, hell she might even have figured me out, so she persuaded Mike to set the last fire. She was safe at the benefit dinner, and probably thought it would throw all suspicion off of her if she had a solid alibi. I don't believe that Mike was in on it from the beginning. He only recently started acting strangely, just since the last fire. I believe that he feels guilty and would probably crack and tell us everything after five minutes of interrogation. At least, that's what I'm banking on. The evidence we currently have is circumstantial at best, and without a confession we've got nothing.

The chief agreed with me and we decided to bring Mike in first, later that morning. I knew their schedules by now, so we timed it to where he would just be getting off work. I didn't relish the fact of seeing all of the people at the fire department's faces when we arrested one of their own, but it's the only time we could be sure he would be there.

The morning seemed to drag. My shoulders were heavy with anticipation as I filled out all the necessary paperwork, just waiting for 3 o'clock.

I would see Jasper. He would be coming on his shift just as Mike was leaving his. The cowardly part of me wanted to go to Captain Mathews and ask to stay at the station, but I couldn't do that. I wanted to be there. Despite my personal complications I had worked hard on this case and I wanted to see it through. I didn't know if I could stomach the look of betrayal on Jasper's face though.

The closer the clock got to 3 the more nervous I became. The butterflies in my stomach had become birds and I felt like hurling. Captain Mathews stepped out of his office to bark my name and tell me it was time.

Jacob, the detective that was going with me stood and turned to face me. Jacob was a good cop. He came from a small reservation down the road a few hours, and I always found him easy to get along with.

"You ready for this?" he asked

I just nodded as I stood up and followed him, afraid that if I opened my mouth I would do something embarrassing. Like scream...or throw up.

The entire drive over to the station my knee bounced in the air. I wanted to sew up this case so I could focus on Jasper. I tried to give myself a pep talk. I know that he won't be happy to see me right now, but in a few days when he's calmed down, I'll try and talk to him again.

The timing couldn't have been better. Just as we pulled up, Mike walked out of the station doors, his duffel bag slung over his shoulder. His eyes were tired and sad, the black rings under them attesting to his guilt. When he saw me he looked shocked, but quickly recovered to drop his bag to the concrete and stared at us.

"I know why your here Edward. Frankly, I'm just glad it's you."

I didn't pretend to not understand.

"Where's Bella, Mike? We know she was a part of this too."

He sighed and jerked his head towards the station doors.

"She's inside. I'll tell you what you need to know. I can't take it anymore. The guilt is killing me. I never wanted to hurt anyone, I just wanted her to love me." As his shoulders slumped I watched Jacob go over and put him in handcuffs.

I know the situation is different, but his words sounded eerily like mine from last night. Jacob handed him off to me and I looked at him, curious.

"You've done enough Edward, put Mike in the car and I'll go get Bella." I nodded at him, relieved. He really was a good man.

The sound of a familiar truck tore my eyes away from Jacob's disappearing form and to the street. There he is. Jasper was getting out of his truck and looked at us. There was no emotion in his eyes, just blank nothingness. Our gaze held for several minutes until the sounds of Bella's screeching came from inside the station. I hastily put Mike in the squad car and turned to go help Jacob, but he was already coming out, and bringing a screeching Bella with him. I had never seen this side of her, she was cursing Jacob out and proclaiming her innocence loud enough to be heard for ten blocks. Charlie followed behind, but he was quiet. He looked like I had thought he would. Like a man that had just suffered an irreparable blow. He didn't seem surprised to see me, just jerked his head in greeting and walked over to Bella, trying to calm her down.

I watched Jacob put Bella in the car with Mike, the two of them screaming at each other, and slowly walked over to where Jasper stood, watching the whole scene with cold angry eyes.

"Look Jasper, I know your pissed at me, but I'm not going to let this ruin what we could have together. Please, I'm begging you. I'm sorry for lying to you and I'm sorry for hurting you, but I promise I will do everything I can to make it up to. Please just give me that chance." I pleaded.

He finally looked away from the squad car to meet my gaze.

"Just go."

I sighed in defeat and nodded. I would give him some time. Jacob finished telling Charlie what he would need to do for Bella and got in the car beside me.

"It was her grandfather's." Jacob said


"The pin. Charlie told me it was her grandfather's. She had told him she lost it." I sighed. There was nothing I could say.

The ride back to the station was quick, and the booking of Mike and Bella went smoothly. It was almost anticlimactic. I had hoped it would go down this easy, but it hardly ever does. I left the confessions and interrogations to someone else and went home to wallow.

Several hours later, a knock at my front door stole my attention away from the book I was reading. I stood up to answer it, wondering if it would be Jacob wanting to grab a beer in celebration.

I opened my door and stood there in shock, when I saw it was him, my Jasper. My mouth opened and closed a few times, but I couldn't seem to find my voice. He looked at me and I no longer saw the coldness there, in fact he seemed...happy?

"Umm..Can I come in Edward?" He smiled a little and it snapped me out of my stupor long enough to step aside and let him come in.

"Have a seat." I gestured towards the chair in my living room as I sat down, but was surprised when he sat next to me on the couch, our knees just barely touching. I started to ask him why he was here, when I thought he hated me, but he interrupted me.

"Wait, just wait before you say anything alright? I came here to apologize. You were right, you were just doing your job. When I think of what Bella and Mike were doing it makes me sick. I'm glad they were stopped. What they did goes against everything I believe in, and if I had known and had the power to stop them I would've. That's the difference though. You did know, and you did stop them. I can't be mad at you for that."

I stared at him intently, not really sure where he was going with this.

"I was so hurt that you had lied to me, I just couldn't get past that. But then I calmed down and thought about what you said. I know you hadn't meant for last night to go so far, hell I hadn't meant for it to. Once I had a taste of you, I just needed more. I believe that you would've told me the truth if you could have."

He stopped and looked down at his hands. They were latched together, hanging down between his parted knees. Against my better judgment, I felt hope start to rise in me.

"Jasper?" I asked softly, afraid of what his next words would be. He looked back up at me, his eyes filled with love.

"I guess what I'm asking for is another chance Edward. I'm sorry I overreacted, and I want us to try. I want there to be an us."

Those few words had the power to take away all of the pain and guilt from the last few days. My heart felt full and happy. I smiled at him, and I'm sure it was wide enough to cover my whole face.

"I'd like that too Jasper."

"Oh thank God." he said as he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to him, our lips meeting in a knee buckling kiss. I felt his tongue sweep across my lips asking for entrance, which I immediately granted. Our tongues battled for dominance before I gave in and just enjoyed the sensation of kissing him. When the need for oxygen broke us apart, I stood up and held out my hand.

"Do you trust me?" I asked.

He looked at me for a moment before grabbing my hand and whispering "Always."

I led him through the apartment to my bedroom, determined to show him just how much I had missed him.

We parted only long enough to throw off our clothes before I pulled Jasper close to me, needing to feel him.

When our bodies met it felt like coming home. We didn't have much foreplay, both needing the reassurance of possessing each other. I grabbed the lube off the night table and prepared myself as he watched me with hungry eyes. The groan that slipped out of his mouth as I slathered his own erection was enough to have me begging for it. And when he finally pushed in past my ring of tight muscles I screamed in pleasure. The feeling of Jasper inside me was indescribable. His slow easy thrusts had me wriggling underneath him, willing him to go faster.

He grabbed my hands, linking our fingers together, and put them above my head as he stopped his movements for a moment to look deep into my eyes.

"I love you Edward."

I smiled and answered him the only way I could have.

"I love you too Jasper." His grin lit up his whole face and I vowed I would try my hardest to keep him smiling, no matter what our future held.


Hope you enjoyed my two-shot. I'm going start another one about the same length, but not sure what pair I should use. Should I stick with Jasper/Edward or try something new?

I will continue updating Grey Days every week though, so don't worry about that.