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More Than Words	By : coffeemuse Category: Twilight Series > Het > Bella/Jasper Views: 11890 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer - I do not own Twilight or any of its characters. No money is being made from the writing of this story. All rights belong to Stephanie Meyer.
Beta’d by the wonderful Sparagus.
Previously

“Carlisle? What’s going on? I was hunting. What happened to Bella?”
He paused, listening.
“How? We…only once, and I…withdrew.”
Another pause.
“Yes, I know that once is all it takes.”
I heard him sigh.
“I know what pre-ejaculatory fluids are, Carlisle. All right. Okay. I’ll pack us now.”
I heard him put the phone down, and he pulled me into his lap.
“Bella, we need to go back to Forks. Now.”
PPOV
I hid in the trees north of the campsite. Charlotte stayed in the shrubs to the south. We had set up a one mile perimeter, and even if they tried to run, we had more knowledge of the surrounding areas than those children did. We had run a circuit around them several times now. They had no way out.
We had asked Jasper if he wanted to partake in our family outing, but he offered instead to keep guard at the eastern edge. He was still tying to maintain his animal diet.
I respected that. I didn't understand it, but I respected it.
I pulled myself from my musings and continued to watch the humans before me. It wasn't long before things began to turn in our favor. The tall, dark-haired male was quite intoxicated, and his female companion was beginning to slump over the log that she was sitting on.
It was almost time.
The other male, a blond, was half carrying, half dragging a smaller female into a tent. From the sounds emanating from her, she was nowhere near consciousness.
A third couple had tripped off into the woods several minutes before. They were currently passed out, one on top of the other. The male's pants hung unceremoniously around his ankles.
I sighed.
Humans...
I whistled out to Char, far too low for the humans to hear; not that they would have paid any attention if they had heard.
Within a moment, I saw the top of Char's head duck into the tent. I jumped down toward the two sitting around the campfire.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> The female was beyond knowing what was about to occur, but the male stood, staggering in an attempt to fend me off. My body tensed, eager to strike.
I had smelled it as soon as Char had drawn his blood. A grin broke out upon my face, startling the drunk in front of me, who had just realized that I was something much more than human. I could see the reflection of my teeth, shining back at me from the mirror of his eyes. His knees began to shake, and I chuckled before pouncing.
Several minutes later, Char stepped out of the tent, carrying the husk of the male.
“Ready to clean up?” she smiled.
I grinned at my lithe wife. She looked absolutely radiant under the moonlight with her golden hair sparkling like polished metal under candlelights. She smiled up at me, her plump lips reddened slightly from her meal. A single drop of crimson blood lay in the corner of her mouth, and I reached out a finger, catching the drop as it fell. Her eyes darkened minutely as I sucked the drop from my digit.
“And what would you like to do after we clean up, honey?”
I raised my left eyebrow seductively and smirked at her.
She playfully smacked my chest with her free hand and growled lowly.
“What did you have in mind, playboy?”
I leaned in, planning to kiss her senseless, when overpowering feelings of loneliness, hopelessness and thirst crashed into me like a boulder.
“Shit.”
I let Char go and frowned.
“What is it?”
I tilted my head in the direction of the trees, motioning to Char.
“Jasper? You're projecting some serious shit, there, Major.”
I yelled up toward the eastern tree line. A faint voice floated back to me.
“Sorry. Could you hurry it up? I need to get out of here.”
“You sure? There are still two sleeping it off in the woods.”
“I'm good. Thanks,” he spoke through tightly held teeth.
I heard him jump from the branch he had perched on and take off into the forest.
“You want to take care of the other two, honey? I'll start picking up over here?”
She nodded and disappeared into the trees.
I finished our clean-up and then staged the area to look like a small forest fire had taken the lives of six campers.
BPOV - Isle Esme
Edward flew from room to room, gathering and sorting our things. He hadn’t spoken much, but when he had, it was laced with fear and uncertainty. I was feeling much of the same emotions as he was, but the reasons behind them were very different.
Carlisle had approached me the day before the wedding to address some fears that Edward had had about our honeymoon. Namely, his possible reaction to my blood when we consummated the marriage. I had cringed when Carlisle brought it up, as it was no longer going to be an issue.
He went on to explain that Edward's bloodlust could take over during the act. Many of their kind have an uncontrollable urge to bite when they climax, but Carlisle had been confident that Edward could resist the pull of my blood. It amazed me how much faith Carlisle put in his children. It had been enough that he was willing to bet my life on it.
His family excluded, it just wasn't normal for a vampire to have sex with a human for gratification, just as a prelude to maintaining sustenance.
That memory pulled me back into the present, and I knew. While there was a minute chance of it being Edward's,style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I knew in my gut thatstyle='mso-spacerun:yes'> I was carrying Jasper’s child.
Not long after my revelation, Edward came to collect me, and we started our journey back to Forks. We were silent most of the way. Every now and again he would reach out, to stroke my hand. I did not know if he was trying to reassure me, or himself.
If he only knew...
I didn't notice how long the plane ride home was. My mind was lost in thoughts and fears, confusion and pain. I struggled to come to terms with just how deep of a hole I had dug for myself or what would happen next.
JPOV – Vermont
I knew that if I stayed with Pete and Charlotte much longer, I would likely slip back into my old diet. Not that it mattered much anymore, but I still felt like I owed it to my family of over fifty years to try. Despite all that I had done to screw things up, I wanted to be a better man.
A better man would not have let the woman he loves marry another. A better man would not have cheated on his wife. Why hold back? You obviously have no self control.
with the beast inside me while Pete and Char hunted their meal. It took all I had within me not to jump off that branch and devour the two drunks. When Peter offered, I'd nearly come undone.
Watching Peter and Charlotte show their affections to one another had torn at my chest as if I still had a heart.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I hadn't realized that I was projecting until Peter called me out on it. I knew I had to change something.
I ran.
Peter and Charlotte made it back just moments after I did. I didn't need my gift at this moment. I could tell by the look on his face that he was worried about me. He ran up and stopped before me.
He was agitated.
“Jasper? You've been here for over a month, and outside of that first night, you haven't talked about any of it. Let it out, man. You're killing us with the loneliness. I haven't felt you this hopeless since—”
“I need to go back,” I cut him off, not wanting to relive the memory.
“It's time?”
I nodded.
He quirked his head at me and nodded in understanding.
“Not to Alice, though, right?”
“No. No, that's over and done with, but Bella and...Edward should be back soon. I need to make this right, Pete. I should have done it to begin with.”
I felt his aggravation rise.
“Don't put all of this on you.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> From what you've told us, I think we will like the girl, but...she was as much at fault in all of this as you were.”
“Bella's eighteen and human, Pete. I've lived almost ten of her lifetimes already. She's entitled to make a few mistakes, but I should know better.”
“We don't change, Jasper.”
He was pissing me off. I could physically feel my eyes darken.
“Everyone keeps saying that, but it's funny that I have. Several times now!”
He backed down a bit, and rubbed his chin in thought. He let out a sigh.
“Alright. But we are going with you.”
“You don't need—”
“We are going with you. Between Alice and Edward, do you have any idea how they are going to react? Alice didn't take the affair well at all, and she doesn't even know who. How do you think Edward is going to react? Were you planning to just walk in and say 'gee Edward, sorry I fucked your fiancée right before the wedding, oh, and by the way,style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I'm here to take her away with me?'”
I shook my head. My desire to check on Bella had overruled any of my normal thoughts. I realized that I had almost walked into this with no plan at all.
“Where's the strategist I know? Jasper, seriously, I am not letting you walk into a potentially hostile situation without backup. I know Char will agree.”
He looked over at his wife then. She had been quiet throughout our exchange, but I had felt her worry, anger and resolve as strongly as my own. She stared me down while shaking her head in the affirmative.
“You go, we go, Major.”
I dropped my head and slowly nodded.
“Alright.”
The air was suddenly filled with mischief, and it confused me.
“You've got it bad, Major.”
I looked at Peter, the source of that comment. He was bubbling with laughter.
BPOV
The four weeks since we had returned to Forks had been hectic, to say the least. No sooner had we stepped off of the plane, and Carlisle was near dragging me to his office for an examination.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He confirmed the pregnancy through both a blood and urine test.
Carlisle and Edward poured over old myths, hoping to find something that may help us understand my condition, but the facts were few and far between. The combination of these stories, and the subsequent ultrasounds did lead us to one conclusion; this was not going to be a normal pregnancy.
Carlisle had estimated that one week seemed to be the equivalent of a month. By this equation, I was currently about seven months along, but my measurements were showing me to be slightly more advanced than that. I knew the date of conception was two weeks earlier than recorded. Carlisle factored in the effects of the venom on my metabolism, and assumed this was the cause of the discrepancy.
Going by my figures, I was likely due at any time.
Other than the whirlwind of activity surrounding my ever expanding belly, my guilt was starting to become an entity in and of itself. There had been several moments when I tried to tell my story to Esme, but before I had gotten the words out, either Carlisle or Edward were right there, asking for more samples or checking me for anemia.
Being around Alice was the hardest. She was always so helpful. She had already stocked a nursery for the baby, with everything from a top-of-the-line Diaper Genie, to more clothes than the poor child could wear.
Alice was obviously living vicariously through me, as were Esme and Rosalie. Their eyes lit up when they saw me. I was doing the one thing they all wished they could do: have a child with my mate.
The only problem was that it was Alice's mate's child.
Ex-mate...
Upon our arrival back in forks, I immediately noticed Jasper’s absence. Alice was bubbly when she greeted me, but there was a remarked reservedness to her mannerisms that I had never seen before. We had already been home a few hours, the events surrounding my arrival having finally calmed down, when Alice informed me that Jasper had had an affair, and they had separated.
I expected her to yell, scream or do…something, but it never came. She hadn’t had a vision of the affair. She never saw it happen.
She didn’t know it was with…me.
I sat, consumed with self pity and guilt, for hours after she had told me. I had utterly betrayed my best friend, and there she was, planning my baby shower. I was convinced that even if I lived another thousand years as a human, I could never feel any lower than I did at that moment.
I ached to be able to tell Jasper, to have him here. I wished he could help me tell this family.
I loved him. I knew that now.
It wasn’t until I had felt the baby within me, that I was able to admit to myself how much Jasper meant to me, just how deeply my connection to him ran. It was stronger than anything I had ever felt.
I had just had an ultrasound with Carlisle. He had told me I was doing wonderfully, and that the baby was in great shape. I left his office and had just sat down in the tub, when I was hit with overwhelming feelings of love and of happiness.
It was outside of my doing, of that I was sure, but it radiated from within me.
I lowered my hand, just under the water level, and rested it upon the swell of my belly. I rubbed slow circles around my belly button.
“Is that you doing that?”
A small kick resounded in my lower abdomen, and a tear fell from my eye.
“Mommy is right here, sweetheart. I can’t wait to meet you.”
A wave of complete contentedness enveloped me.
If I can’t find my voice to tell Alice and Edward the truth before the birth, it won’t take them long to figure it out.
That thought made me anxious. I felt as if my heart were going to break free of my chest.
What would they do to me when they found out? What would they do to my baby?
I immediately felt my heart rate slow, and my breathing return to normal.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll do whatever I have to, to keep you safe. I love you.”
I rubbed my belly again and was met with another kick.
Once I exited the bathroom, I crept into bed. I was starting to doze off, when I felt the bed shift, and then felt the cool, hardness of Edward’s chest curl into my back.
I wept silent tears until sleep finally claimed me, knowing that I had finally resigned myself to accept whatever happened after the birth. It was far too close now for me to tell anyone, and I was just too tired to try to escape the consequences any longer.
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