A/N: Well, due to writing commitments (I'm gonna get a slap on the wrist if I don't add to Within These Walls and Meadow of the Midnight Sun) I have to end it here....but it's been an exciting ride! On with the show!

Mouse555: Hun this one's for you! Thanks for your support and reviewing religiously!

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. AWW??!!

I saw nothing in my head but the shocking vision of Rosalie standing at the window looking like someone had covered her in glue and rolled her in glitter, as well as Alice's sparkling arm, the fear and confusion invading every part of me as I floated. Though I was unconscious again, this time I didn't know if I wanted to wake up. Then, her voice came through, loud and clear within my unconscious mind. Jazzy, you need to say yes. Please Jazzy, do this for me. Then, I felt cold hands around me, touching my body, forcing my mind back to reality without a choice.

"In what alternate universe did you think THAT was a good idea Rosalie?" I heard her shout as I felt the soft bed cushioning me.

"Yeh, well, you were taking too long and we need to get this sorted out NOW!" she screamed like a banshee. "Just think yourself lucky I didn't interfere and change him right away! As if I wanna be his fucking bodyguard for the next sixty years! I'd rather feed from animals than put up with this idiot for the next how-ever-many decades!"

"Shut up Rosalie! I'll take care of Jasper...and forget about changing him! It's not your choice to make now is it? You may be a good tracker, but you suck at acting human. Where the hell is your sense of empathy?"

"It died the minute I did!" she hissed in reply.

"Jasper, please...wake up," Alice begged, her cold hands shaking my body as her voice grew louder. I couldn't escape my fate, and though I knew I had no chance of getting away from her, my instinct to fight was automatic. My eyes flew open, but night had fallen, and I couldn't see a thing. In a panic I tried to push her away, but her body didn't move. At the same time her hands braced my body against the bed as I thrashed, the pain searing through me as I struggled. I had no chance. Not one fucking chance in hell.

"Get off me!" I screamed in protest, struggling uselessly against her hold.

"You need to calm down, Jasper," Alice said as Rosalie smirked and turned the light on. "We're doing this for your own safety. We're not going to harm you," she said softly, with such sadness in her voice that it made me stop fighting. Well, that, and my body was screaming for me to give up.

I stared at her face, which was racked with the pain that I was inflicting on her. My heart sank. I didn't know what to say or do anymore. Her emotions were flooding me, invading my soul. Breaking my heart. I couldn't fight her. Not her. Rosalie's butt, yeh I could kick that to kingdom fucking come. I was really beginning to hate that one and wished I had the strength to inflict some sort of pain on her.

"Jasper, Jasper, it's going to be fine," she murmured, staring at me through saddened eyes as she released me and retreated to the end of the bed. "But I will understand if you need to go," she added. Don't go, Jazzy. Please! Mom will be killed if you leave!

My body froze as Lizzy's voice raided my head, and I looked at Alice, then at Rosalie, trying to figure out if I was somehow being tricked by them. "Lizzy?" was all I could blurt out, the shock of everything at once finally sinking in.

"Jasper, what is it?" Alice asked, edging her way closer again.

"Oh this is just getting freakier by the minute!" I said as I shook my head, trying to rid her voice from my mind. "Lizzy's in my goddamned head!" I shrieked like a schoolgirl.

"What did she say?" Alice asked as if things like this happened every day.

"I'll leave you two ladies to talk," Rosalie huffed, realising the danger had passed, as she walked out the door and slammed it shut.

"That I should stay with you, or my Mom will die," I said, shocked by the words as they left my gaping mouth.

"Oh, I see," she said. "So, what are you going to do?" she whispered.

"I-I don't know. All this shit is driving me crazy," I said, shaking my head in confusion as I felt like I was having a bad dream. Was my sister talking to me, or had I finally lost it? Maybe my concussion had affected my head more than I thought.

"Why don't you take some time and sleep on it, okay? I'll leave you to think, and then you can either leave tomorrow and go back to your old life, or stay with us. And, don't worry about Rosalie, she's just an angry bitch who envies anyone with more confidence than her," she said as she was suddenly at the door. I heard Rosalie growl loudly in response.

I nodded once and watched her flip the light off, walk out the door and close it behind her. I rolled over onto the side that wasn't in agony from my broken ribs, and sighed as I stared into the darkness. I thought long and hard about my situation. Why was it that I had to give up my life and run? I knew that with the strength of these women that I'd be fine, but did I honestly want to hide behind their skirts, jumping at every shadow, becoming so paranoid that I'd be living in fear forever?

Why the fuck did she have to come into my life? I was happy. Well, bored, but happy. Well, at least I wasn't on the fucking run from the mafia anyways. I didn't wanna rely on the kindness of strangers to help me survive. I felt like I'd been castrated, and all my power taken away along with it, all my decisions so far now pointless. My life was seriously fucked. She had me by the balls, and it was my fault. All because of a stupid dare. All to prove that I had the guts to do anything without hesitating. What the hell was I thinking? Why didn't I just tell the truth and hang the consequences? Now my life as I knew it was over. Gone in the blink of an eye. I closed my eyes and recollected what had happened as I lay in bed, the pain never leaving me as I tried to get some sleep. I knew that she was in my head so much that sleep would be impossible tonight, and probably any other night from now on, she had my heart on a string that much. Tug, tug...tug, tug, tug.

I lay wide awake all night, thinking about everything that had happened. I thought about Dad, and what he'd been through losing Lizzy as well as thinking that I was gone. Poor bastard. As much as I hated him for what he did, he'd lost his only daughter and by all intents and purposes I was just as dead. Then, I thought about my Mom, and her soft, gentle heart. I always thought her kind nature was a weakness, but it was really the only glue that bound our family together and kept me around as long as possible after Lizzy died. Lizzy's death just made it impossible for me to stand being there anymore, with Dad cutting me off emotionally, behaving like the asshole that he was. It wasn't her fault.

Then, I thought about Emmett and the guys from the band. They were a great bunch of guys, I'll admit, but I knew that if I hung around them for a little while at least, that they could be at risk. It was enough that my life was in the balance, but I didn't wanna drag them down with me. I knew they'd be okay for a while, and while I'd miss playing in the band, I knew I had to keep them safe. Maybe Em would be okay with Rosalie, but the thought of him hooking up with her scared the shit out of me. I guess it was none of my business anyways, and was sure that if it was meant to be, it would work out.

Was that right? If I thought it was okay for the Amazonian freak to be with Emmett, then couldn't it be the same with me and Alice? With all that had happened, I wasn't sure about anything anymore. My mind continued to mull over everything during the night. I didn't know whether Alice and Rosalie were still there or not. They didn't come into the room for hours, so I guessed they were asleep. I sat up and got out of bed, walking to the bathroom that was attached to the bedroom. There sat a huge round tub in the centre of the bathroom that could fit an entire football team, as well as the fucking cheerleaders in it. As I used the toilet, wincing as I washed up, I stared into the mirror. My face had grazes on it, and my head was bandaged. I looked like a dead man walking. I knew how close to death I had been, and realised that there was a reason for all of this. For why I was still here. My sister's words raced through my head again, and I knew what I'd been put on this earth for. Why my life had been spared. I just knew in my balls I wasn't going crazy. It was a sign, plain and simple.

"Holy shit," I muttered as I smiled in surprise at my battered, war-torn reflection. There was only one thing left to do now. One decision to be made. And from the day I saw her, it was already a done deal anyways. Alice and I were two halves of a whole, and we were meant to be together. I walked back to bed, smiling as I climbed in between the sheets. I spotted my phone on the bedside table, the screen cracked but still working, and made another decision. I needed to know that Mom was alright and let her know that I was still around as well. I knew that Dad was probably keeping her in the dark, and for her protection I'd keep his secret. For now. Until he messed up, that was.

My Mom's face invaded my head. She was so pretty and statuesque, just like a goddamned supermodel. I knew why Dad loved her so much. She looked good on his arm, just like a fucking accessory. I had her blonde curly hair and blue eyes. Shame I didn't inherit anything else from her. Her gentle ways and beauty made her a doormat, and the only person who ever had the capacity to put up with my father. Not only put up with him, but somehow love him and ignore his flaws. I realised that it wasn't her fault that he was an asshole, and that her loyal nature was her only downfall. She was stronger than I gave her credit for. Stronger than all the rest of us combined. I leaned over and picked up the phone, checking the time as I counted back the hours. It would be daytime there, and my father would be at work. I took a deep breath and dialled the last number I thought I would ever dial.

"Hello?"

"Mom, it's me," I whispered, the sound of her voice torturing me, opening up old wounds.

"Jasper!" she cried. "Oh my God, Jasper! It's so good to hear your voice sweetie!"

"Yep, I know, Mom. It's good to hear yours too," I said as the tears threatened to make an encore appearance. I blinked them away with determination and took another deep breath. I had to get through this.

"Your father will be disappointed he missed you," she said, sounding genuinely upset.

"Sure. Of course he is," I said, trying to hide the biting sarcasm for her sake.

"Is everything alright with you? Where are you?" she asked.

"I'm at a friend's at the moment," I replied, not wanting to reveal exactly where that was. I needed to protect her secrets. Didn't give a shit about Dad's. "I'm just calling to tell you....that....that I'm doing great. I've met someone and you'd love her."

"That's great!" she said. "You sound so happy, Jasper. You deserve to have a little happiness in your life."

"Mom...I also called to tell you that....I love you, but you won't be hearing from me for a while. Do me a favour and tell Dad I'm safe and not to worry, I'm being looked after," I said, my steely determination to make the bastard suffer slowly crumbling. "And tell him I forgive him," I added, nearly gagging on my words. Nearly, but not quite. Forgiving him was not for his sake. It was for mine. And for the rest of my family. Besides, if it wasn't for him being such an asshole, I never would've met Alice. Just for that reason alone, I knew I could forgive the prick and move on.

"Oh Jasper! I will," she whispered as she started to cry. "I love you. Please keep in touch and call me when you can," she sobbed. Even though she was over the other side of the world, I could feel her pain as if she was in the same room. I wanted more than anything to hug her and tell her everything was gonna be okay.

"Sure, Mom. Bye," I said as I pressed the end button and sighed, staring at the bear that sat next to me in the darkness. I closed my eyes and smiled in satisfaction. I was ready. Ready to start the next chapter of my life with the love of my existence.

As the sun began to rise and flood the room, the door creaked open and she stepped through, the sun catching her skin, its full effect making me gasp as I woke up. She was absolutely striking! She wore that same blue button down dress again, and I couldn't take my eyes off her as I watched her walk tentatively towards the bed in silence and sit down beside me.

"You-you look....beautiful, honey," I said as my widened eyes grazed over her form. "On you it's spectacular, but....on Rosalie...that look is seriously scary!" I said, smiling at her.

"Really? I don't scare you? Wow, thanks Jazzy," she said coyly. "Sorry about the way she acted," she whispered. "She can be a downright selfish bitch when she sets her mind to it."

"It's okay, darlin'," I said.

"So. Have you decided?" she asked as she frowned.

"Truth or dare?" I asked her, grinning at her.

The frown went missing straight away and she smiled that cursed smile that I couldn't resist. "Dare!" she squealed.

"Well, I DARE you to try to keep me away from you," I challenged as I stared longingly into her eyes. As I looked closer, I noticed something even more unusual about her eyes in the light of this room. The darkness of her eyes was surrounded by a red hue around the edges. I decided to add that to the list of my questions that I was getting around to asking, the big one being asking her WHAT the hell she was. Not that it mattered now. It'd just be handy to know.

"I think those hits on the head made you soft, Jasper Whitlock," she said, her unusual one-of-a-kind eyes fluttering at me. And then, she laughed so sweetly that I thought she WAS an angel.

"So, mind telling me exactly what you are, Mary Alice Brandon?" I asked.

"That's not fair. You asked for truth or dare and I chose dare," she replied stubbornly.

"Oh come on now. I won't tell anyone!" I said, winking at her.

She sighed in frustration and looked at me, a wicked smile breaking across her face. "Oh, nothing special. Just your average, everyday, guardian angel," she answered, winking at me in return.

"You know what? I don't care anyways," I said. "Because from the first time I saw you, I knew that I wanted to be with you forever. I don't give a damn what packaging you come in."

She sighed and leaned in closer, her face now right in front of me as she breathed the scent of roses all over me. "Really? Even after all this craziness, you still want to be with me?"

Then I reached out and placed my hands on her cold, beautiful face. "Don't you know anything? Don't you know that I....I.....love you?" I murmured, admitting my feelings like I'd never done to anyone else.

"I love you too, Jazzy," she whispered in reply, her eyes closing as she touched her cold lips to mine. My hands wrapped around her as her tongue grazed my lips, finally asking for entry. The pain in my ribs was there, but I didn't care. I was kissing the most beautiful creature in the world, and wasn't about to let her go. I shivered in response to her cold, hard body, causing her to release our kiss. "Come with me," she said as she took my hand and slowly pulled me to my feet. She led me through to the bathroom, releasing me to turn on the taps of the huge tub. "I thought this would help with the injuries," she said, smiling at me. "And besides, you need to clean up," she added as she picked up a bottle of bath gel and poured some into the tub.

"Come here, you!" I said as I grabbed her hand and dragged it around my waist. I wrapped my arms around her, the pain from my actions causing me to groan a little, but her closeness made the pain worth it. Her smile was hellishly devastating as I held her and whispered once more, "I love you, Mary... Alice.... Brandon." In between each of her names I gently kissed her lips.

She pushed away from me backed up so I could see her, and started to unbutton her dress seductively. "Do you think you're up to me joining you?" she asked, her eyes now black as coal as she looked downward to the tent that was my boxers.

"Oh, I think I'm more than up to it!" I replied slyly as I watched her undress.

"Can you handle the pain?" she asked, smiling wickedly as her fine fingers undid each button with ease.

"I think so," I said, gasping as she removed the last button and slowly took her dress off, wearing nothing but a black lacy thong underneath. "Oh, darlin'....you're so goddamned un-fucking-believably beautiful," I whispered as my wide eyes took her in, inch by beautiful inch. She was perfect, every curve of her shoulders which fell into her delicate arms and fine hands a fucking symphony, her breasts, round and firm, a celebration of her strength and beauty, her skin milky and thoroughly edible. I was composing one song after another in my head, each one dedicated to every one of her body parts that my eyes captured. I removed the boxers quickly, shaking out of them in an instant, my erection catching her attention as she smiled.

"Oh my! You ARE fast!" she gasped, giggling as she hooked her thumbs around the thong and slipped out of it, never taking her eyes off me as she tossed it in the corner. There she stood, naked in all her glory, and I just couldn't take my eyes off her. No fantasy could compare with actually seeing this girl naked, her landing strip of hair just barely covering her sweet pussy. She reached out for my hand and stepped into the tub, gently pulling me along with her. The smell of roses hit me again as we sank our bodies into the water, the warmth of the water bringing her scent on strong. I was so addicted to that smell. And to her. Everything about her was nothing but addictive.

"Yep, I know. But don't expect me to be as fast now. I'm gonna take this REAL slow," I drawled with my usual confidence as I sat in the water facing her, pulling her towards me. Famous last words. Our lips and bodies met, the cold hardness of her body being buffered by the heat of the water and my skin. "Mmmm," I moaned as I crushed my lips to her unforgiving ones, realising that I was gonna be faster than Speedy fucking Gonzalez, while her hands wrapped gently around my shoulders. "I love you," I whispered as I pushed my tongue in her mouth, finding hers which gently caressed mine in return, her scent invading my soul as she exhaled into me. She was being so gentle, so caring. With her strength and my injuries I knew that she could crush me like a bug, but instead her body responded to my fragile one like we were meant to be bound together always.

"Oh God, I love you too Jasper!" she cried as she released her lips from mine and threw her head back, closing her eyes as her lips quivered. I dove in and pressed my mouth to her neck, my tongue tasting the source of her scent, which drove me absolutely wild! I could literally taste roses on my tongue as I raked it over her skin, nibbling and kissing her neck until I reached her earlobe.

"Mmmm my rose," I murmured in her ear. "You taste so sweet," I moaned, her gentle caresses of me turning me on like I couldn't believe! Her hands were all over the place, yet gently touching me as she explored my body, being careful to avoid the sore spots. I worked my way down her neck to her breasts, which reminded me of fine crystal brandy balloons. I took her hardened nipple in my mouth, and flicked my tongue over it, causing her to hiss in response. A strange little growl came from her chest as I felt her begin to lose herself. This was the only time I'd felt in control since we met, and I loved that I could finally make her vulnerable to me.

"That's right," I said. "You're mine now, Alice," I said, arrogantly claiming her as I felt her body, tracing my hand down to her pussy as my mouth clamped over her nipple and sucked.

"Ah," she said as I found her folds, opening her up to my caress. Though her skin was hard, this was one place where she felt a little more pliable. Soft even. Wet. I could seriously get into THAT every fucking day of the week!

"My darlin' Alice, you're so soft there," I said as I found her bundle of nerves, which was soft on the outside but rock hard in the centre. "I bet you taste good too," I said as I found her entrance and curled my fingers into her as my thumb stayed put, circling her. Her body rocked onto my hand in response. She was so vulnerable. I kissed her skin, finding my way back to her kissable lips.

At the same time, her constantly moving hands found me and gripped, stroking me slowly as she still thrust herself onto my hand. I found the sweet spot inside her and rubbed it as hard as I could with my curling fingers. I couldn't wait to be inside her. She growled even louder this time in response.

"Careful, you'll wake the Amazon," I breathed, smiling into her mouth.

"Oh.....Jasper! More!" she said, purring like a tomcat on heat, her hips increasing their pace.

"Please, Jasper," she begged as she removed her hand from me and took mine in hers, bringing my fingers to her mouth. Her tongue wrapped itself around my fingers as she moaned. "I need you," she said as she wrapped her stone-like legs around me, my body shuddering as she poised herself on my lap and waited. I wrapped my arms around her and entered her smooth crystalline pussy slowly. Being inside her felt incredible! Her vice-like grip around me was so strong that it surrounded every part of me, squeezing slowly as I moved around inside her.

"Shit!" I hissed, wincing in a combination of pain and pleasure, my ribs hurting with my movements. Her body tensed in response.

She gently pushed my arms against the tub, keeping my body still to protect my aching ribs as she leant into my ear and whispered, "Let me......so you don't hurt yourself."

"Anything you say darlin'," I breathed, all the more turned on by her holding me there. Now I was the one who was vulnerable, and I loved it. I ached for this woman in more ways than one.

She leant in and kissed me sweetly, working her way down my jaw and moaned as she ran her tongue down my throat. "Oh Jasper you smell delicious!" she said as her breathing became louder and she let out a little snarl. She was an animal!

Then, she began to take control. She lifted her hips up so I was nearly out of her, and then eased her way back down on me gently, but with her body tightening around me even more. I was completely filling her, and had never felt the sensations that I felt now. Not with anyone else, ever.

"Oh Alice...so....very tight....you are......oh God!" I said incoherently as she lifted herself up and plunged onto me with such speed and force, that it created more friction than I could stand.

"That okay?" she asked, her breaths heaving as she watched me, her eyes so black that they shone.

"Oh, Alice....are you kidding? You feel so.....I can't even describe....fuck me!" I grunted as I threw my head back and moaned. The speed of her thrusts was so fast that I couldn't even make out what she was doing. I didn't care. I was such a fucking goner! "ALICE!" I screamed through clenched teeth as my breaths came hard and fast. So much for taking my time. I was gone in around thirty seconds as I came harder than I had ever done before, the ache in my body masked by the endorphins flowing through me now.

"Jasper...oh....GOD!" she screamed as she came, so loud that I swore I could feel an earthquake below us as she throbbed around me. My ribs ached, my lips felt swollen and I wondered if my dick was still attached to my body as her body clenched around mine.

Then, she was kissing me again. "God I love you Jasper Whitlock!" she declared as she rained gentle kisses on my mouth, releasing her grip on every part of me, leaving me sated, but suddenly in agony.

"Ow!" I groaned as the pain from my exploits hit me, brutally this time once the pressure of her body was released.

"Jasper, are you alright? Have I hurt you?" she asked as I tried to smile and stop my face showing the agony that I now felt.

"Sorry, honey, I think the adrenalin's wearing off," I said as the pain stabbed into my side like someone was twisting a knife into it.

"Come, on," she said as she stood to her feet and helped me out of the bath. "I think that this bandage can go," she said as she gently removed it and tossed it in the trash. "Let's you and I go to bed and talk."

She led me to her bed and lay down, pulling me to her side, her face filled with unease. "Honey, is everything alright?" I asked as we lay together in each other's arms.

"Jasper, do you mind that I'm cold and hard? Or would you rather be with a soft, warm person?" she asked.

"I told you already, I want to be with you and it doesn't matter whatever package you come in," I said.

"Well, I'm afraid with the package I'm in and with you being so...vulnerable....I'll hurt you. You have no idea how much control I just had to use."

"It'll be okay when I'm better. And you didn't hurt me. It only happened because I was already injured," I justified.

She looked at me doubtfully, my explanations not washing with her.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I could make it so I'd feel just the same as a human girl, soft and warm, and so I would never hurt you," she said. "But it would mean that you'd have to become like me."

"Like you?" I asked, waiting for her to finally spill the truth.

"Yes," she said.

I hesitated. What was I supposed to say to her? Then, she said something that had me convinced, reminding me of the advantages of having her abilities.

She sat up and propped herself up on her elbow, her eyes ancient in their knowledge. "You could protect yourself from anyone who tried to kill you, and also protect your family and friends if you needed to. But you will have to be away from them for a while, until you, um, become controlled enough to be able to play in La Banda again," she warned as she reached out her hand and stroked my face.

"But, I'd be able to protect myself without the Amazon having to be my bodyguard and maybe kick her butt too? And be able to protect my family and friends? That's a fucking no-brainer Alice, and as long as I get to stay with you, then I'm in!"

"Ask me truth or dare Jasper," she said, "and I'll tell you everything in one word."

"Truth or dare, darlin'?" I asked, excited and scared shitless by what she was to say next.

"Truth," she replied.

"What are you?" I asked as she removed her contacts, revealing her startling crimson eyes to me, which were the same colour as the rose tattoo that I got in dedication to her. "Beautiful," I murmured, causing her to sigh in relief and smile, the roses and her hypnotic eyes making my body and mind give in to her. I was so far gone that it was fucking ridiculous!

Then, just like that, she leaned in, her cool breath rushing through her sweet lips onto my throat as she said the most significant word in my world. The one word that would allow me to get my revenge from the bastards who threatened my family. The one word that would bring my life back to the way it was....well kind of. The one word that meant I'd be with Mary Alice Brandon forever.

"Vampire," she said as her sweet lips touched my throat and her teeth sank through my skin. My eyes rolled back in their sockets as she took me, and I moaned in pain as she sent me into sweet, sweet oblivion once more....

A/N: Hope you liked it! TAP TAP TAP! (OR I WON'T WRITE ANY MORE FAN FICS!)