Lost and Found ch3: Daddy POV

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Daddy POV (You didn't think I was going to make it easy on you, did you?)
Another summer was gone and there were just a few days until classes resumed. My parents had wanted the whole family together for the summer so we spent it in Hawaii at their townhouse. Rosalie and Mom took a hula class as always while Dad took us out for surfing lessons. The girls, as they have since they first discovered boys, started fawning over my brother and I until it began to feel like school. From fifth or sixth grade on they started leaving notes, in later years describing what they'd do to me in private. I wonder if my brother still gets them too, it was always interesting comparing notes at the end of the day to see how many girls wrote to both of us in the same day. Trying out the older and younger Cullen in the same day to see if either of us would respond to their pitiful attempts at seduction. None of the girls ever realized, or chose to realize, that our parents raised us to be gentlemen and not take advantage of a girl. There has only been one girl for me, Izzy. I don't even know her last name. We met her first summer staying in Forks and it was love at first sight for me. She was curled up on her beach towel reading while some friends and I played volleyball. I took one look at her and knew she was the one.
Her hair was fanned out around her shoulders, the sun casting a red glow to her chestnut locks. When I asked her to join us she just looked at me as if she was surprised I was talking to her. She was so obviously out of my league but I didn't care. Izzy fit in with my friends effortlessly although I spent more than half the game catching her as she fell. Eventually I sat her down in the sand and unhooked her strappy summer shoes and tossed them back to her towel so she'd have a better chance of standing on her own feet without my help. Every time I caught her I felt a jolt go from my arms to my heart and down to my toes. I had sworn she felt it too and I couldn't wait to introduce her to my siblings and get their feelings about her.
Labor Day weekend I told her that I loved her and she had said it too. I had thought she meant it but she was just using me like they all wanted to.
“Izzy, I know it's only been a few weeks that we've known each other, and that you probably will think I'm being stupid, but I like you, a lot. The moment I saw you at the beach that first day I found myself believing in love at first sight. You are brilliant, funny, incredibly sweet, and so beautiful in your soft natural way. You are a breath of fresh air compared to the bleach blond, makeup covered girls here. This summer with you has been the best in my memory. I hope that when school starts you will be my girlfriend. I want everyone to know how much I want to be with you. I love you, Izzy.”
Her eyes were glistening in the last rays of the setting sun. I wiped away her tears with my calloused thumbs, and watched the tear drop run down the back of my hand. I was kneeling beside her and she pulled me down on top of her and whispered 'I love you' before kissing me. When her tongue entered my mouth I felt lost. Every lesson on how to act around the fairer sex was lost as blood rushed from my head to my pants. We had never done more than kiss outside of one afternoon when my hand had brushed her breast causing her to moan so I of course repeated the motion several times until we heard someone approaching our private cove behind the piled rocks.
The light made her skin glow, the palest blush graced her shoulders that had resisted tanning in the summer sun. It contrasted so nicely against the navy top she wore that tied behind her neck. Her arms had gone up around my shoulders pulling me down against her in the sand. My tongue met hers and I brought my hand down to her leg, my fingers itching to go under the denim shorts and feel the softness of her inner thigh. When her hands pulled my hair, directing me to her neck as she gasped for breath I let my hand slide up to under her breast, the fabric of her top pooled between my hand and the gentle swell, her stomach smooth against my own.
“Please.” Her whimpered plea broke the remaining resolve I had and I let my hand rest over her breast, the nipple already hard and pushing against my palm. My other hand left her leg to cup her breast, my thumbs brushing her nipples simultaneously causing her to press up into me. Izzy moaned into my hair while I sucked at the soft skin of her neck. I knew I was going to get yelled at the next day when she saw the mark but for the moment it was worth it. I wanted everyone who saw her to know she was mine, even if we are too young to talk about forever. My tongue followed the line of her top down to her breasts and I placed a gentle kiss in the valley between.
Her nipple was just a turn of the face away from my mouth and I chanced being pushed away to have it in my mouth, even through the fabric. My lips were parted, placing gentle kisses against the exposed skin before sliding across the navy gauze to press on the puckered flesh hidden from view. Izzy moaned and pushed me harder against her so I took that as her sign of approval, opening my lips further, my lips wrapping around her nipple and feeling it harden more in my mouth. I began to pull back when her hands left my hair, expecting her to push me away. I lifted my head to look at her face. Her eyes were closed and her hands were behind her head. When she brought them back to me, the straps of her halter came with them and her beautiful breasts were exposed to me for the first time.
“You're beautiful, Izzy.”
Her breasts were not overly large, but they fit her frame, and my hands, perfectly. Her nipples were pale pink and standing proudly. I leaned over her to kiss her again, my tongue outlining her lips and then stroking her tongue before I kissed back down to her chest. I had to cover her mouth with my hand when I found her nipple. She cried out my name and I was worried we'd be interrupted if we were overheard. My friends were on the other end of the beach with the boy that always tagged along with Izzy, setting off fireworks. I alternated breasts while kissing, licking and biting gently on the peaks. When I began to suck, Izzy's hips lifted against mine brushing my hard cock. I had taken to relieving myself in the shower each morning before leaving for the beach to keep myself from reacting so quickly to her. But when her denim clad pelvis pressed into me a second time I let out my own groan and pushed back down into her, sliding my legs between her and resting a little of my weight on her.
I left her breasts to kiss her swollen lips and look into her deep brown eyes where I could see love and desire shining for me. Hell, I was new to this and could feel it radiating from her. “I love you.”
She drew my lips back to hers and whimpered as my hips rocked into her. Her nails scratched across my bare back making me hiss against her mouth. Izzy giggled and reached down to slide her fingers into my belt loops, tugging me harder into her hips. I gladly obliged with more pressure; the friction was driving me mad. I had to have more or stop soon. I had to let her know what my intentions were so she could stop us before we went too far. It was too soon for us to sleep together.
It was a perfect moment, the sun just set, stars above us, now and then the sparkle of fireworks. But we were too young, we needed more memories first. “I want you, Izzy.” I expected her to release me and scoot out from under me to straighten her clothes. Instead she wrapped her legs up around my waist, her heat obvious despite our clothing, and whispered “Make love to me.”
I didn't know what I was doing. I slid my hand down her satin smooth leg to her shorts and then lifted my hips away to press against her lower stomach. Her hips arched high so that my hand was now cupping her cunt. My mouth swallowed her moan as my fingers stroked through the fabric. I moved them to her leg and slid up the space between pant and leg, my fingertips teasing the soft curls I felt outside of her underwear. I could feel that she was damp, enjoying our activities and it spurred me to do more. I withdrew and felt her pout against my mouth so I sucked on her lower lip and my hands went to her zipper. I flicked the snap open and lowered her zipper and then pulled her hips up to mine so I could pull her shorts down her legs.
I went back onto my knees above her and looked down. She was wearing navy and lime green striped briefs, the lime green bow and lace trim adding a sweet touch that made my mouth water at the thought of removing them. The underwear coupled with the halter that was down around her waist is the image that will stay in my heart forever. Izzy sat up and kissed my chest and the underside of my chin, and I felt her hands tentatively stroke my chest, causing me to shiver. When her hands reached my waistband I looked into her eyes questioningly. I saw no hesitation there so I covered her hands with my own and helped her with the belt and zipper. When she saw my swim trunks beneath she let out a frustrated cry, looking like a petulant child. I kissed her, chuckling against her mouth before gasping when she lowered both my jeans and my trunks, leaving me naked before her. I watched her, dumbfounded how this goddess could want me, as she pulled her own underwear down her legs and then reached for me. My hand went before me, pushing against her wet lips, gently tugging on her curls. Her legs spread beneath me as I stroked her. This was all new to me, all I knew was what I'd learned in class and from the few websites my brother and I had seen before Dad caught on and locked down our web access to anything not school related. My fingers found her opening and I gently slid one into her, the wetness making my cock twitch up against my stomach. Her hips arched into my hand, pushing me deeper.
I removed my finger and trailed it up to find her clit, knowing from books where it should be and then she gifted me with a strangled groan, biting her lip to stay quiet when I found the nub. I didn't know what I was doing but quickly found a rhythm she liked, stroking above the bundle itself, where the band of nerves ran, my fingers going back and forth across it quickly where the sensation wasn't too much. Izzy began panting and mewling. My second hand came down and I let those fingers trail down her slit and slide into her while I continued working her clit. Inside her muscles were beginning to clench in time with my movements and were taking my fingers deeper. Then her hips snapped against my arm and I felt her clamp down on my fingers and her body shook beneath me. My name escaped her lips in a breathy sigh when she relaxed. I felt a sense of pride that I'd been able to make her cum without any real direction. My own need was near explosive, I could feel my balls pulsing, needing a release.
“Oh god, how I love you, Izzy.” I laid down over her and kissed her gently. Izzy's hand went to my hip and was tracing circles with her nails against me. It tickled and I squirmed causing my cock to rub against her. We both gasped and she looked up at me, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
“Make love to me, please, I need more.” Her legs came up around me again, this time with no clothes between us, our bodies perfectly aligned.
“Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you.”
She didn't answer me, only lifted her body against mine, pushing us together. I reached down between our bodies and helped press the head against her opening and then returned my arms around her, gently thrusting in. The heat overwhelmed me. She was so tight and warm, and I only had the head in. I pushed in another inch and felt resistance. Of course she was a virgin, I knew that, but this made it all the more real. There was no going back if I pushed through. Her hands clawed at my shoulders, her eyes were on mine, encouraging me. I thrust more quickly, feeling her barrier tear and my movement buried me to the hilt. Several tears slid down her cheek from the discomfort. I kissed them away and did my best to hold still, giving her time to adjust. When her hands relaxed on me I slowly slid out partway and did my best at thrusting slowly back into her. This was where I belonged. Her body was made for me, we fit together perfectly. After a few slow thrusts she began to respond to my movement, meeting me halfway until our bodies came together quickly, thrust for thrust. I wanted her to cum again but I was smart enough to know that my first time, let alone her first time, was not going to be enough with just thrusting so I reached between us again and repeated the finger motions she had liked so much. Her whimpers of pain turned into those of pleasure.
The combination of me filling her and my fingers on her clit brought her over the edge and I felt her milk my cock as she bit down my shoulder. I went deeper into her and flooded her with my cum as I felt a pleasure that went beyond that which I could bring myself.
It wasn't until hours later at home that I realized we hadn't worn any protection and I doubted at her age and lack of sexual activity that she was on the pill. It worried me and I hoped to talk to her about things and let her know that I'd be there if anything happened. I walked to the drug store and bought a box of condoms, hiding them in the backpack I took to the beach each day, in case we found ourselves in the same position again. I wasn't ready to be a dad, not in the least, but I knew I loved her enough to be there if we had created a child our first time together.
I took my sister with me to the beach the next day to meet Izzy, hoping they could become good friends. When she didn't show up at the beach the rest of the weekend I decided she had just been after me for sex and did my best to forget about her, writing it off as at least I lost my virginity to someone so beautiful. It was only when I didn't see her the rest of the summer or even that school year I began to wonder if perhaps she hadn't gotten to stay after all and maybe she did care about me. My broken heart scabbed over and held onto the memories of us together. She would have gotten a hold of me somehow if we had any repercussions, no matter if she couldn't be here or had gone back to live with her mom again. So I waited. If Izzy wanted me, she knew how to find me. Forks wasn't that big of a city. Any of my friends would direct her to my house, I'd even told my brother the next summer when I went to camp and he stayed behind that he should give her my cell phone number if he met a girl named Izzy. She never showed up but I know she'll be eighteen soon. I have to hold out hope that she did love me and will come back to me. I love her still. There will never be another girl for me.

Lost and Found ch2: Sperm Donor

Chapter 2: Sperm Donor

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BPOV
“Heathcliff, look out the window, we're almost to Grandpa Charlie's. There's the airport below us.”
He knelt on his seat to see over the window ledge, excitement once again strongly featured on his face. The face of his father from eyes, to nose, even his full lips. I can only hope not to run into him here, I couldn't face him now. Not after he cheated on me the day after getting me pregnant. He never even gave me his last name, let alone his real first name so Jake could find him and let him know I was pregnant. If I find him or at least find out who he is I'm worried what Jake will do or worse that Emmett will find out.
“Bells I'm going to kill the son of a bitch that knocked you up and then left. Who the hell was he?” Something crashed against the wall or floor, Emmett's temper had gotten the best of him. Charlie had been disappointed but Emmett was pissed that someone had taken advantage of me. “Sis, at least give me his name so I can tell him what a sorry dipshit he is.”
“I can't, Emm. I had Jake look for him and I don't have his last name and it's his nickname that his friends use- he doesn't like his first name or something. Kinda hard to look in the yearbook by a nickname. Jake's keeping an eye on First Beach in case he comes back. I am not giving my baby up and do not want a future with the guy but I want to at least tell him he has a baby on the way. I owe him that much.” My voice broke on the last few words, tears finally streaming down. I had thought my tears were cried out when I told Renee the night before and she called Charlie. Emmett calling me today scared me. I didn't want to distract him from school, football was his only chance to get out of Forks and he needed to focus on the team. A sophomore already on the varsity team was a big deal.
“Isabella Swan, you owe that prick nothing! He took advantage of you. Hell, Bells, you are fourteen, you'll be fifteen in a few days, and you're going to be a mom. The only thing you've told us at all was that he was a year or two older. You're both too young for sex, you especially. What sort of high school experience can you have?”
“Mommy! So much green! Look look!” Heathcliff's exclamations brought me out of my daydream, reminding me of the here and now, not my pregnancy. The pregnancy had gone well, some issues with weight gain, not enough because I didn't want to eat at first; and they hospitalized me until after I had the ultrasound and saw my little boy for the first time. When the tech pointed out all his fingers and toes, his face on the screen, and then told me I was having a boy, I realized I had to be better and get myself ready to be a mom.
“Mama, plane goes down.” The plane had started to bank a turn for the descent. I patted the seat and when he sat down in the booster seat the stewardess had brought I buckled him in. He's too tall to sit in my lap comfortably anymore. I reached over and ruffled Heath's hair. He turned and wrinkled his nose at me, looking like a brunette version of his dad.
“Hey, wanna play? My team's short one and we could use a player?” I looked up from my book and saw a god made into teenage flesh before me. He was tall, already six feet, and appeared to be fifteen, maybe sixteen. His hair was lighter on the ends from the sun, his eyes sparkling a striking shade of green above pouting red lips. I must have been staring as he flashed a huge smile. “Like what you see, beautiful?” I blushed and stood up.
“My name's, Izzy, not beautiful. What game are you playing?”
My new god pointed towards the hammock pulled taught to make a volleyball net across the sand. His nose wrinkled up as he noticed I hadn't answered his question about liking him or not. His friends waved and he led me to the game, making introductions all the way around. We played until supper time and I had to head back to Billy's to go home with Dad. I made plans to see him again the next Friday and Saturday evenings here at the beach and he brushed his lips across mine in a sweet farewell. My first kiss.
He was the only man I've ever kissed. I let out a sigh. I'd finally gotten the cheater out of my head for a few weeks only to be inundated with memories before stepping foot in Forks. This was going to be a long year... One year and then I could get us our own apartment. Charlie had already agreed to watch Heath in the evenings the three days a week I'd be working, having gotten me a job at a place called Newton's. I would save every penny so that I could get us our own place. College could wait for three years until he's in school and then I'd have more time to work and save.
A sharp bounce on impact notified me we had set foot, or rather wheels, in Seattle and soon I'd have to meet my new step mother and sister. Charlie had not even told me he'd remarried until yesterday, springing it all on me. Apparently they'd had the house renovated, new rooms added on last year in hopes I'd come home eventually, three new bedrooms added, one for my new sister, one for me, and one for Heath, my old room becoming a guest room and Mary's at-home office when she had to bring work home with her. Alice had her own bathroom but I guess a dressing room or walk in closet connected our rooms and then I shared a connecting bathroom with Heath's nursery room. When I called this morning to confirm my flight number, I'd spoken to Alice and she let me know she'd be coming to get me since my dad had to work and Charlie had taken away Emmett's license after he was dumb enough to get caught drinking while underage.
When the plane stopped, I unbuckled Heath and grabbed my backpack and the diaper bag, ready to go face whatever Forks had to throw at me this time. We patiently waited until the rush had passed, I didn't want him to get overwhelmed or frightened. The doctors still weren't sure if he had autism or his reluctance to speak to anyone but me was just a reflection of his lack of consistent interaction with anyone but myself. Renee and Phil allowed me to home school while I was pregnant and she watched him during the day when I was in classes and then I had him all night, doing homework only after he'd gone to sleep. Phil made enough where I didn't have to work although I did more than my normal share of chores to help out around the house. I didn't go to dances or go out with friends; I didn't have any friends. Boys were only after sex, knowing I had a child and was single made them flock like sharks to blood, and the girls called me a slut and wouldn't talk to me otherwise. I only had sex once but it was enough to condemn me to a life of solitude. My grades were impeccable, I maintained straight A's despite being a single mom.
Walking down the concourse with Heath's hand in mine, he pushed closer whenever someone brushed against him. He wasn't happy with the outfit “Nama Neenee” forced him into and pulled at the sweater every few steps. Up ahead past the gate I could see several people milling around, waiting for their loved ones to run into their waiting arms, a tearful reunion. Yet another experience denied to me.
"Bella! Over here! "I'm Alice" I cringed. The peppy one that was bouncing. Out of all the family members waiting, I had to have the tiny hyper one that looked like a model. Someone up there hates me; I'm certain of it. I took another step towards her and Heath pulled on my hand, stopping me. His face was upturned, a slight note of fear in his eyes. I sunk down to sit on my heels.
“Mama. Too loud. Up please.” I couldn't deny him anything. So I lifted Heathcliff up to rest his weight on my hip in the timeless way of all mothers. I straightened my hair and then picked up the diaper bag before resuming our walk to Alice. She was bouncing in place, waiting for us. Time to get the introductions out of the way so I can get home and settled in. School starts in two days and I need to get Heath as used to the new way of things as I can. He's going to have to get used to a new home and a new daytime caregiver who he has never met before.
"Obviously I'm Bella, you're my new sister, right?" Her emphatic nod made her look like a bobble-head for a moment. "This is Heathcliff, most everyone just calls him Heath for short.” I prefer Heathcliff but it's too bizarre a name for my family so they've shortened it to Heath. In our tender moments I call him, my little gypsy boy. Mom and Phil certainly made us feel like gypsies with the traipsing after his teams. I could feel her eyes on me, taking in my clothes. I dress for comfort not fashion. I've got to have clothing Heath can grab a hold of, smear with peanut butter; clothes I can get dirty while playing outside with him. So I was wearing jeans, some layered shirts, and one of Emmett's old jackets he'd left in Phil's car after the last visit down. Standing here to talk was getting old and my bags and son weren't getting any lighter.
“Oh I'm sorry, Bella. Let me grab the bag for you.” Alice took the diaper bag from me and I saw her quickly take in all the pockets of snacks, toys, and books I'd packed for our trek. A mom travels prepared. I thanked her and we made our way to the car where Charlie had already installed the new car seat Phil had ordered and shipped to Charlie's house for me; a new Britax with a cow print matching the one that they had kept for any trips we made back home.
When we were walking, Heath had finally stopped being as shy and turned to look up at his new aunt and I heard her suck in her breath. He's such a beautiful little boy that I've gotten used to that reaction but she seemed almost angry for a moment before she composed herself. “Is everything okay, Alice? You look a little upset.”
“I'm fine. I just did not expect such bright green eyes from your and your dad's brown. I mean Emmett's are gray so you're mom's must be.” She was grasping at straws. I knew what she was trying to get at.
“Renee's are gray like my brother's. Heathcliff has his father's eyes as well as just about everything except his hair, that he got from me.” Here it comes. The million dollar question. The one question I won't answer to anyone. I don't want them to find him. I don't want him to be tied to me and Heath out of obligation.
“Charlie said you met the sperm donor here in Forks. Do I know him?” I choked, in shock from her wording. I'd never quite heard my son's parentage referred to in that manner. I looked over at Alice, her icy blue eyes shining with mirth. I murmured her terminology in disbelief. We both started laughing.
“No, I've had my friend looking for him the past two years and he's never found him so I think he moved out of town shortly after I left. It's for the best, I don't need to see him. Heath and I are fine without him.” We truly are. I'm a good mom, I've had years of taking care of Renee, he's actually easier than that now that we're working on potty training.
“Well, can you tell me what he was like? He must have been something special for you to be that smitten so fast. You don't seem to be the type to fall into a guy's bed for anything short of love and a promise of the future. Why don't we stop at Starbucks and you can tell me what you're willing. We're going to be living together and sisters, we might as well start the girl talk on a juicy note. I'll tell you about my boyfriend and you can tell me about the idiot that let you go. ” I smiled. This was the first time I felt hope at having a true friend.

Lost and Found ch 1

Chapter 1: A New Sister and Nephew

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APOV
"Emmett? Are you sure she is going to be okay with me picking her up? She's never met me and your dad just sprung it on her yesterday that she has a new step-mom and stepsister." He rolled his eyes at me and waved me on out the door mumbling about it's better this way.
Charlie was waiting down stairs for me, the keys to the station wagon my mom made him buy in his hand.
"Thank you, Alice, for doing this. I wasn't sure she'd want to come back here after what happened the last time but Renee thought it best for Bella to be here with Emmett and me, and with a new mom and sister who will have time to be here for her. I have everything set in the car for you so no worries. I hope she'll talk to us once she's home. There's so much she's still keeping to herself. I just want my daughter back. Maybe she'll open up to you or Mary where she won't to Renee, Emmett, or me about what happened in LaPush that weekend. I wish I could be there but I am needed down at the Station and Emmett's license is revoked until next month after his last stunt. Your mom should be home from the hospital by the time you get back from the airport, kiddo."
I still didn't know what was going on with Bella... She had a fling with a guy from here in Forks is what Jake told me. He didn't know who the guy was, only that Bella met him at the beach and then pined for him after she caught him cheating on her. He said anything else was her story to tell, sharing only that he helped calm her down after finding out and that her hug before leaving was a more final goodbye than anyone else realized. I knew from overhearing Charlie and my mom that she left a note for her dad and took a red eye flight to Phoenix and hasn't been back, making her father fly down there to see her or meeting in California. Emmett had taken the loss of his sister hard, he'd looked forward to her living with them for high school and actually having a chance to be a big brother for more than just holidays and summers together.
The drive to Seattle went quickly, I'd have been happier in my car but Mom won't let me drive the Porsche in town except for special occasions. Meeting my new sister is special isn't it? I mean, it's not every day you get a sister who is the same age as you to take under your wing and show the ropes. The gang will take to her pretty quickly seeing as she's Emmett's sister and now my sister as well. Rose will be wary of anyone that takes Emmett's time away from her but I think she'll bounce back quickly. Maybe having fresh blood in town will get Edward to leave the music room and stop being a recluse for a while. Bella already knows my boyfriend, I'll have to thank Charlie for introducing Jake and me.
I mean sure we look funny together, he's nearly two feet taller than I am, but he's fiery and keeps me on my toes. We're explosive together, in a good way. Hobby-wise we're quite different but it works out. He works on my car for me while I sit on the couch in his garage and sketch out clothing designs. Jake tolerates my shopping habits with a smile and says as long as he isn't footing the bill he'll do whatever I want when it comes to shopping as long as I promise to take him shopping at Vickie's when we're ready for that step. He's been Bella's best friend since childhood, the only one she kept in touch with outside of her forced visits with Charlie and Emmett the past two and a half years. Of my cousins, Edward's brother, Jasper, is off to college, a year a head of us like Emmett but Emmett chose to stay local at a community school until Rose had graduated and was off to college.
I already took the liberty of replacing Bella's wardrobe on my father's credit card. He'll never know if it was spent on me or not and I couldn't resist it after her mom sent her boxes ahead of her to make traveling easier. I'd unpacked everything into her room, well not everything, but her clothes I had to see. I kept a few basics that looked well worn but the rest had to go. I had Emmett carry it down to the car for me and I dropped it at the Goodwill in Port Angeles before going shopping. We'll worry about that when she notices. Until then, what she doesn't know won't make the drive home unbearable.
I walked as far as I could to her concourse, stopping just shy of the security stop and waited. I knew what she'd look like from the pictures of her around the house. A few inches taller than me, but still shorter than average, long boring brown hair and dark eyes. I was hoping she'd gain a tan from living in Phoenix but Charlie said her skin was as sun resistant as his, “my Washington blood overrides anything the sun can do” or something like that. I had a bag of welcome home gifts already wrapped on her bed, and was planning on having a girls' at home spa day with her and Rose as soon as we could arrange it. With all that she's been through I knew she'd need it.
I saw her walking out, a backpack on and a large duffel in one hand, a little boy's hand in the other. "Bella! Over here! "I'm Alice" I announced when they were closer. The little boy stopped and tugged on her hand, making her crouch down to his level, setting her bag onto the ground. He whispered a few words into her ear and she ruffled his hair before picking him up and settling him against her hip. Bella pushed her hair out of her face and picked up the bag before resuming her walk to me.
"Obviously, I'm Bella, you're my new sister, right?" I nodded and bounced in place. "This is Heathcliff, my mom just calls him Heath for short.”
His hair was a dark brown, his face turned into her arm. He was dressed like a child model, a pair of tan corduroys, dress shoes, a white long sleeved shirt and a pale blue and tan sweater vest. Sadly his mother did not clothe herself as well. Bella had on a pair of well worn jeans and a faded out band t shirt that was no longer legible over a long sleeved henley, topped with a too big for her denim jacket. If I didn't know better I'd think it was Jake's, or maybe even Emmett's based on the fit. Luckily I had been prepared by her wardrobe and didn't roll my eyes. I'd gotten it out of my system at home. She was bouncing lightly in spot, obviously struggling with everything.
“Oh I'm sorry, Bella. Let me grab the bag for you.” I took what up close was a huge diaper bag and could see kid-friendly snacks sticking out of each pocket as well as several books. She had sent his toys and clothes ahead as well but I'd left those for her to handle when she got in.
“Thank you, Alice. I don't have any checked luggage so we're good to go. Did Cha- my Dad install the car seat like he was going to?"
I nodded and assured her that he and Emmett took care of everything and even had driven to Seattle the week prior and had it checked for safety. Heath was finally getting used to me being near his mom and stopped hiding in her jacket. His face turned up towards mine, offering a dimpled smile. I took a good look at the toddler she held. He looked nothing like her except in hair color and face shape, a round cheeked heart structure. His lips were fuller, a deep blush across his cheeks and slight tan from growing up in Phoenix. However it was his eyes that captured my attention. Above a nose too straight and delicately boned to be from Charlie or Renee's stock, held the green eyes that I knew only one family in town had. One of the Cullen boys had some explaining to do, fast.
A/N part two:
Relationship and age breakdown:
Emmett (19) is Bella's brother.
Emmett is dating Rose(18) who is Jasper (19) and Edward's (just turned 18) sister- Rose is adopted and not blood-related to Edward and Jasper who are biologically half-brothers and adopted by the Cullens.
Alice (17) is dating Jake (16) . She will not end up with Jasper no matter what. Don't like it, don't read it, don't whine to me about it.
Heathcliff is Bella's son, age 2. Bella is 17, and turns 18 shortly into the story.

TTTB Chapter 6: Lake of Stars

BPOV
“Come on. Let's go for a walk. We both need to hunt and I need to talk to you.”
I looked up at Jasper and nodded. I told Jake and Emmett we were going out to hunt and we'd be back, that we have our cell phones on us if needed, and put the numbers in Jake's newly acquired phone in case he and Emmett were separated for some reason. Jasper was waiting at the door, a small bag in hand, his eyes still dark from our trial earlier. I recalled Alice's note and stuffed a small blanket into my backpack and followed him. Our first stop was the woods from earlier, each of us quickly bagging dinner before he grabbed my arm and pulled me after him in silence. We reached the base of Pao de Acucar when he pulled a rope from his bag, looped it around his waist and did the same to my own. My confusion must have been overly strong as he turned and smiled. “Trust me. Let's climb. The view will be worth it.” I nodded and started to dig my hand into the rock, using my fingers to propel me higher. We reached the top after five or six minutes, inhuman strength and speed coming in handy.
“Jasper, it's beautiful!" The ocean surrounding us reflected the sky like a mirror, so that we were surrounded by stars. He unhooked the rope between us, coiling it back into the bag. I looked around and found a shallow hollow in the center of the clearing and spread out the blanket. Jasper looked at me questioningly, an eyebrow lifted along with a side of his mouth.
“Alice?”
I nodded, laughing. He pulled out a letter from her.
Jazzy, take her back up the mountain and apologize for being a dick, or rather for feeling with it. Sorry I can't be there to enjoy the view with the two of you, when you're done talking, toss the ashes you saved to the wind and let me scatter over the shopping district. I don't want to stay in a jar forever, love.
At the bottom, a portion was folded over with the note "For Bella's eyes only."
Bella, Aren't you glad you brought the blanket, it will make star watching more comfortable- you'll see a few shooting stars if you watch long enough. I know there's a lot you don't understand right now, but you will. Eventually. Don't be mad at my brother, he hasn't put all the pieces together yet. That's the good thing about being gone, he can't read my mind. I get one last grand game and no one knows the end but me. I hope you all have fun.
Now, go have your talk, get your guilt out of the way and go back to being a happy family. Love again, Alice.
“The Alice hath spoken. I guess we need to talk, about earlier.” Jasper put his fingers over my lips, stopping me. He pulled me down onto the blanket so we could watch the stars. We were seated beside one another, watching the moon rise.
“Let me start. I don't know exactly where or how to start except for, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pulled away this afternoon. You're the only person who has an idea of what I'm going through, still feeling the blood lust that strongly. It's hard that you can ignore it after a handful of months when I'm older than all but Carlisle in our household and still find myself losing control. I was trying so hard for Alice, to be the man she wanted me to be, and I don't know if I can anymore. The call never gets easier to ignore, I guess we proved that on your birthday.”
“Jasper, you are that man. The draw for blood is hard on everyone. I chose this life, I've had you all supporting me from day one. You lived a life of blood drinking, a life of war, your body is used to the taste of humans so it's harder for you to commit to being vegetarian. I get it, the whole family gets it. We want you here. You can't leave us to go back with the others. We need you. We can't lose you too.” I was shouting at him, only inches from his body. “We need you. I... I need you.” I whispered the last words.
“You need me? Why?”
I knew we were on dangerous ground that no answer would be the right one. “You're my brother, my friend, family, more. I don't know what is happening anymore. You're the widower of one of my best friends and I don't know what to say to you to make it better. It hurts me, so I can't imaging how it hurts you to be without her. I feel awful that she's gone because of me. You were all fighting to save Renesmee and I worry that you and Emmett will never forgive me. It's my fault that you are without her. I want to make it better but there aren't any vampire rulebooks laying around of how to make an Empath stop hurting.” I put my head in my hands, blinking away the unshed tears, trying to keep them to myself.
“Bella. I don't blame you. We are family. We left to find a way to save Renesmee. Alice loved you, loved your daughter. She knew what we were doing from the start and I can only blame her for not staying away. I could never blame you. Don't feel guilt over this. Yes, it hurts; it feels as if my heart has been ripped out of my chest, leaving a permanent emptiness behind, but I'll heal over time. Time is all I have. I miss her so much. She completed me in a way so that I never knew what was missing until now. She knew everything about me and I feel like I knew nothing about her or what she wanted. All she wanted was to be happy and I did everything in my power to do that. We'd go shopping together whenever she asked- do you know how many times I sat on the couch at Victoria's Secret while she danced around the store? Whenever she had a new idea, I was the first to sign on to help. Hell, I helped trap you a few times so you couldn't get away from playing Bella Barbie with her. She always had so much energy, so much she wanted to do to make everyone have everything they wanted. I just wish her last days were spent at home with everyone around her. That we'd made it home just one day sooner to give her one last day with the family. I won't leave despite how hard this life is. She didn't want that for me; I don't think I want that for me. I need to be here to help you keep Edward from killing Jake through the years, I want to watch my niece grow, I want to watch you gain control of your thirst and have you help me with mine. I'll need help controlling my emotions well I think.” He chuckled, slipping his arm around my shoulders. “I believe had Emmett been human he'd have had a heart attack on the plane. I am sorry about that. I truly didn't know what was happening. Alice had suggested the game as an icebreaker and once the hormones started flowing I couldn't stop them. I'm not used to this life without her yet. I'm used to having an outlet, someone who can ground me out when the pheromones start flying. Someone to cool me down when my anger gets out of control. You were good at that today. Just your touch and quiet words were enough to calm me so that I didn't try and get an extra snack or toss Jake through the door. I thought for a while you would have too.”
Jasper pulled his knees up to this chest and wrapped his arms around his knees. While he spoke I kept thinking back to the basement at home, when he growled at Edward. “I can feel your confusion. You're good at that one. What do you want to know, Isabella?”
I turned so that I was facing him, my legs crossed, arms resting on them. “At home, after we found the first letter, when you were holding me, you growled at Edward. Why?”
He looked shocked for a moment as he scanned his memories of the past few weeks. “On some level, I was jealous.” He put his arm on mine as I tried to protest. “Let me finish. You were crying, something none of us can do. You were crying for my wife and as selfish as it was, at the moment it felt as if you were the only one who knew how badly I was hurting, that you cared enough to cry for her. When I took you into my arms, the pain let up just a little, as if you were taking some of my pain into you, lessening how intense it felt to me. When Edward grabbed you, you shrank back into yourself, pulling your shield back and I felt hollow again. I was jealous that he had you, when you could make me feel better. I was jealous that you still had each other when I was so alone, and I was jealous that he had you, period. You are an extraordinary woman, Bella.”
I looked down at my hands and then back at him. His face was breathtaking in the moonlight. I remembered why Edward was able to dazzle me so easily. I felt my brain melting into dazzled mush, looked away, and sighed. Not knowing how to argue with him when I'm here to make him feel better. I felt his hand glide up to stroke my hair back where some strands had come loose from my ponytail, and then slide down my cheek. Jasper whispered my name so softly I had a hard time distinguishing it from imagination or reality. I felt a soft wave of affection flow from his hand. He tilted my chin so that I was looking at him, I could see the stars reflected in his eyes. I was dazzled more thoroughly by that simple look than when he had unleashed his power previously.
"We can't do this, Jasper." He pulled me onto my side so that we were laying facing one another, I closed my eyes so that I couldn't see the emotions in his eyes. I felt his breath across my face. I knew by the feel of the air that he was millimeters from my lips. His hands went down my back and I felt him press his lips against my cheek, the corner of his mouth touching mine, and he let out a frustrated whine and pulled me onto his chest.
“You're right, I'm sorry. I'm saying that a lot.” He kissed my temple and started stroking the exposed skin where my shirt had ridden up on my back.
“Don't be sorry, Jasper. It's just that we can't. I won't hurt Edward like that. I love him. You know that. It's also not what you need right now. I don't know where it leaves us as I think we both want more and I think Alice knew this was going to happen and wanted it. She seems to keep throwing us together in hopes of fireworks.”
“You're right. I had a letter before the one the family found. I was holding it in the study when you came in. She told me the next person I saw would be the key to healing my broken heart. That I would love again and while it wouldn't be like how I loved her, that it would be enough to keep me from going back to my old life. I don't know where we are going but I don't think we can go back to how we were, siblings just in a house. Alice seems to know that more could or will happen and I don't think I want to stop it. If she hadn't wanted it, she'd have stopped it. I just want us all to be happy again and when I'm with you, the pain lets up a little. I'm not ready to love anyone else. I'll never love anyone the way I loved Alice, but you are different. I already loved you as my sister, as family, maybe that's enough to hold my heart together. I don't know what we're going to tell Edward although from the conversations I've overheard I think Marcus and Alice have been working on him in the same way. So it's up to you and Edward from here. But the two of you come first. I won't see the two of you hurting because I can't keep my hands and emotions to myself. Just please don't shut me out, at least always be my friend.” Jasper fell silent and pressed my head more firmly against his chest.
I whispered “always” against his collar bone, my lips tingling softly as they skimmed over his flesh. His hand tightened in my hair as he lifted his own head to kiss the top of my head. We laid there until the stars began to fade and the sky lightened. Jasper slid out from under me and pulled a dark red glass jar from his bag.
"Alice. I loved you more than my own existence, I will until my last hunt. Thank you for sharing the journey with me and be happy where ever you may be. To love, lust, companionship, endless shopping trips, and the annoying way I could never surprise you. My heart is with you, love. I'll live like you asked, so don't wait for me." He tossed a handful of ashes to the winds and then let the jar tumble down the side, shattering on impact, the red glass catching the faint glow and shimmering in the dawn light.
He held out a hand to me and we walked down the side of the mountain in silence except for his laughter as I fell down the last twenty feet.

TTTB Chapter 4: Rio's Golden Demons

EPOV
The drive home was uneventful and gave me time to think. This was the first time I'd been separated from Isabella since I'd left her. My body did not shut down as badly as before, though I knew the hole in my chest would not heal until she was in my arms again. I could only hope that Jasper and Emmett could keep Bella from feeling the same despair. At least she had to keep moving to find our daughter; all I have here is hunting and playing babysitter for the remaining Volturi.
Marcus had some interesting thoughts he had shouted at me when we were in the basement. His laughter had echoed through the hall as he privately told me, “The seeds have been sown, Edward, the seeds have been sown.”
A discussion was in order once I returned home; first Jasper growling at me and then Marcus's cryptic thoughts. All I want is my family pieced back together and some semblance of happiness returned. Home first, then I can search out the answers I need to all my questions. I turned up the volume on Debussy and let the Volvo's engine purr as I sped towards home.
I must have lost myself completely in the music as I was soon shutting off the car in the garage and I couldn't remember most of the drive, my internal auto pilot having taken over for most of the drive as my brain was lost in thoughts of Bella. Six days... Alice said six days... I can make it that long, I think. The front door had a note in Esme's scrawl saying they were out on a hunt, with Marcus, and to join them when I returned. I figured that it wouldn't hurt even though it had just been a few hours- I hadn't had much as I was too caught up in watching Bella satiate her thirst. The monster reared its head at the thought of blood so I shrugged out of my jacket and started running before leaping the river into the woods. I picked up my parents' scents along with that of Marcus and trailed them to their hunt. The three were seated on a log, all looking glutted on blood. I nodded to them and took off on the trail of a mountain lion that had escaped them earlier. The mountain lion folded within my arms, she'd seen me attack here before and knew that escape was futile. I drank from her before placing the carcass beneath a boulder- cleaning up as I was taught or “doing the dishes,” as Emmett was known for saying before Esme scolded him for being crass. I wiped the dirt from my hands and flitted through the trees back to where Carlisle, Esme, and Marcus awaited me. Their thoughts were reaching to me before I could see them through the trees.
I'm glad he went hunting, I don't like to see my son hurting. All my boys are hurting. Esme's thoughts were maternal; her mothering goes beyond any of her physical needs. Good, they're off to bring back Nessie so we can get some semblance of normalcy again.
Carlisle's thoughts reached out to me at the same time. Edward! Welcome home. I know this is less than pleasant being separated from her, but you do see my point. We need you here to help with Marcus. He said that you and he have to discuss some things in private. I tilted my head down towards my feet before tilting to see Marcus- a move my family has long understood to be a nod as I took part in their silent conversation before ending it.
It was Marcus's thoughts that gained my interest. You finally let your pet away. You know it will never be the same again. One already is falling in love with her, and the other won't be far behind. If you fight it, the family will fall apart.
“The prodigal son returns. Edward, I'm glad you're joining us!” Marcus's voice scratched through the air to me, nails on chalkboard was too kind a simile for the sound. “I assumed your brooding nature would return and my dear friends Esme and Carlisle were worried you would not even leave the airport despite your need here as my guardian.” Do my thoughts trouble you, young one? I've seen many relationships in my years and none rival what you and your Isabella have. Her devotion to you is complete and unchanging- nothing, no one, could ever take her from you. But you will have to share her heart with your brothers if the Cullens are to remain more than a coven. Wouldn't it be better to share her with two you know won't steal her away in the night; two men you feel honored to share the word “brother” with, two men that would worship her as you do?
“Enough! I've heard enough!” The words were out before I could think, a growl growing in my chest. “She's mine. I waiting a century for her. This discussion is over.” Esme was on her feet, headed my direction when the tree I was touching shattered beneath my hand.
“Edward, what is it? What did he say? I'm assuming this is about Bella. Of course she's yours. She'll be home in under a week, you can hold it together until then. Bella would never leave you, she's just away to get your daughter- yours and her daughter- the daughter she risked everything for to bring into this world. You are her reason to exist, keep your mind in one piece for her.” Her thoughts echoed her words, a few changes here and there as she edited for me.
“It will be alright, Mom. You're right.” I knew calling her mom would calm her down, it always does. “It's just a few days and in comparison to the years before she was in my life, six days are a good trade for the eternity awaiting us. Our guest,” as I cringed at the word, “has some ideas I'm not fond of and do not wish to repeat at the moment. When Carlisle doesn't need me I want to work on some blue prints for you to add on a room to the cottage. Bella and I were talking before, after this trip, Nessie and Jake are not going to tolerate the 20 miles or so it is to La Push and now that the treaty is effectively null and void in relation to land due to the Pack's promise to support any imprinting, we think Jacob should at least have a room in our home for when he's here late.” We think? Or just Bella thought and you're agreeing to it? Esme's eyebrow arched at me while I was talking. “Okay, yes. Bella thought.. Well, demanded rather. I think she was coming up with things to keep me busy while she's gone and more to worry about than what trouble she'll find that far away from me.”
I took off through the woods to our cabin to get some changes of clothing while at the house and start getting ideas for the addition. Some sketches, and a shower later, I found myself in my bedroom, holding a note from Alice that was taped inside the wardrobe box I had pulled out to pack for my stay in my old room.
Edward- I see you've found another letter. I know Bella's gone to get Renesmee- please toss all the clothing she buys before she can hang it in your closet. I cringed having to watch her buy it, I don't want to see it in the closets too. Don't miss me too much brother. Don't let Jazzy go, although I think he's tied to the family in ways neither of you will understand for a while yet. Marcus is right, it will help. I've seen you being happy again- all of you. At least listen to him and see what happens, don't force the cards to lie as you wish or you will reopen old wounds and rub salt in new ones. Just trust me. She loves you but the ability to love is not finite. Sharing her love does not make her love you less, she'll love you more for letting her love them. Yes them. I know it will not be easy but you'll see, it will all work out in the end, Eddie. You left your cellphone at the main house, you'd best head back and get it. She'll be calling you in seventy minutes when they land and are on a layover. Tell Bella I'm sorry I switched out the batteries but there's no need to thank me, I know the game was fun. Emmett is keeping them in check and they are having one last snack before leaving the plane. They'll be fine. Oh and when the plane lands bringing them all home, tell them to hold their breath and get them to the car quickly. The coffee cart...
Your annoying little sister, Alice
PS. Don't punch the wall, it didn't do anything to you.
I laughed in spite of myself. Of course she'd seen me crumbling her note and taking out my frustration on the bedroom wall. It seems that my psychic of a sister is going to play matchmaker to spite me. Sharing Bella with Jasper and Emmett? Are they crazy? I finally have my mate and they want me to share?
Alice wouldn't ask me if she didn't find it important. Jasper is all that we have of Alice. She wants us to take care of him, keep him here in the family. What future awaits him otherwise? And Emmett? He couldn't really think of his “little sister” like that could he? Of course he could. They're men. Even I could feel the urges to mate even while I spurned all female advances in my direction.
If this is the only way to hold the family together, could I do it? Would I do it? I can't talk to my parents- they have enough to worry about. If we join with Eleazar and Carmen as well as Kate and Garrett, we would likely be the force to reckon with now that the Volturi are gone. The largest grouping of talents in one family. If we lose my brothers, we would only be a coven, no longer a family despite Esme's efforts.
Could I let them have a part of her that only I have had? Could I deal with their thoughts? Would she even agree to it? If I asked her to, she would. If I told Isabella it was the only way to keep the family together, she'd do it. But would she want to? Do I want to know if she wants to? I have six days to think it through. Perhaps a talk with Marcus is in order. My world is about to change again and I am not in control this time.
I don't want her to get hurt. I'd leave with her and Nessie before it came to that. Dammit Alice, meddling from the other side. Damn meddling pixie.
I tossed one of Bella's recently worn sweaters into the box so that I could keep her scent on me during her absence. Perhaps smelling the sweater while speaking on the phone will take the ache away.

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BPOV
The batteries in my iPod died before we had been in the sky an hour. Emmett decided to provide our entertainment by making fun of Edward. Jasper decided I wasn't loosening up enough and turned it into a game of manipulating Bella's emotions. I went from laughing to tears in 30 seconds flat. Emmett and I then decided a game of resisting Jasper could be fun. He'd warn us of the emotion and give us five seconds to prepare before the onslaught. I managed to hold off of happiness by thinking of the cliche dead puppies, but that only worked for a moment before I saw Emmett's goofy grin and I fell over my feet laughing.
Jasper then told us “lust,” and I started thinking of my grandparents having sex and it must have been working; I felt nothing. I'm guessing that laughing in Jasper's face was not the most mature reaction, but Emmett seemed amused. Jasper however got the last laugh, or maybe it was Emmett, anyone but me.
“Jasper, I think you're losing your touch.” I set a hand on his shoulder while giggling at his pout. Then I felt the tingle. “Oh my...”
“Yes, Bella?” His lips twisted up into a smirk as his eyes took on a gleam I haven't seen in weeks. His hand settled onto my hip while he flooded the cabin with lust. I could feel my arousal rising and knew that both of them could smell me.
“Is something the matter, little sister?” His hand tightened on my hip as the waves of sex poured through me. My eyes rolled back in my head, and if I hadn't been sure of his hand on my hip and the other on my arm, and that my ears registered Emmett still seated five feet away, I would have thought I was being touched. The pressure was building on my clit as if being stroked. I opened my eyes to see him smiling and the waves ebbed and flowed, crashing over me until I could feel my body clenching, ready for a mind blowing orgasm, moans and pants coming from my lips, when it stopped. I crumpled to my knees, my body denied what it needed, with no release coming for a week.
“Jasper!” I hissed between my teeth when I could get enough air in my lungs to speak at all.
“Do you need something, Bella? I didn't touch you. Did I, Emmett?” We both turned to look at a rather shocked Emmett. If a vampire could flush, he would have been; his jaw hung slack, his eyes glazed over, and his pants hid nothing of his reaction to the scene and emotions. “Emmett? Was that too cruel? I guess Edward did tell me to take care of her.” His face blanked to show no emotion as he looked into my eyes, topaz much like my beloved's meeting my now rusty orange eyes, as he unleashed his gift quickly, a scream leaving my lips as my back arched, my orgasm rushing through me. I collapsed back against the ground and could hear Emmett swearing, no doubt needing to use the restroom to clean himself up if he was getting as strong a dose of Jasper's talent. Jasper's smile returned as he offered me a hand up. I pulled him down on top of me instead. He looked surprised as I flipped us over so I was sitting across his stomach.
“If you do that ever again without my permission, I will see that you are separated from your little friend here and don't find it anytime soon.” Jasper's only response was to grab my hips and push me back so that I could feel his hardened cock against me.
“You weren't the only one affected, Bella. You enjoyed it, Emm enjoyed it, and I enjoyed it. No one was hurt here. You're embarrassed that anyone could evoke that from you but Edward. It's just sex, a release. Lighten up. Stop it. Right now. I can feel your guilt. This game was Alice's idea. She knew what it would turn into. She figured you'd need it. Based on Emmett's panic in the bathroom right now, I'm pretty sure I'm the only one who didn't get off here.” Jasper bucked his hips against me as he spoke. The sensation against my already blood filled genitals elicited another moan from deep in my throat as I slid against him. “I can feel your desire. I won't take you, not without Edward's permission, although we both want it. You're curious of what it would feel like if I am touching you. And I assure you, I'm not little.”
I couldn't speak. Feeling his erection through the denim pressing against me had my own arousal building again and I knew he wouldn't take me that far. The guilt of what Edward would think, of my own thoughts about my brother-in-law consumed me. But beyond that was the lust for the gorgeous scar covered blond boy beneath me who wanted me. Lust rolled off us both and he hissed as I rubbed against him. My hips rocked, trying to get as close as we could allow, while his gift played us both. I pressed harder into him until his breathing became erratic and the jolt of his hips lifted him and I clear from the ground. I traced my hands up from his arms where they had been resting to his chest, pressing slightly for leverage as my hips mimicked the acts I'd performed with Edward but at an angle he'd never allowed. Jasper didn't find me too fragile as he thrust his jean clad crotch against me, desperate for the friction I was providing. I thought of every sexual act I could, and dwelled in the lust and want that filled me. Jasper groaned and his hips ground against me as his fingers pulled at the pockets of my pants, twisting in the fabric, tearing it slightly before letting go.
His own need sated, Jasper's face slid back into the blank depression he'd had since Alice's death. “I'm sorry, Bella. I don't know what came over me. The hormones just took over and I lost control of everything.” I climbed into his lap and put an arm around him.
“It'll be okay; we'll figure things out. We can talk about this later.” It was then that Emmett stepped out from the front of the plane and reentered our cabin area. I kissed Jasper's cheek before settling into the seat next to him.
“Ummm. Yeah. The pilot dude says that we'll be landing in a half hour. So if you can not do that thing again with making me want to fuck Bella silly at least until we're off a moving object two thousand feet above the ground, the pilots would probably appreciate it.” He stepped over to the fridge and pulled out the last bag Carlisle had sent. “Last call at the bar. Let Bartender Emmett satisfy your thirst.”
Jasper let out a tentative smile and exhaled his held breath as I cracked up laughing at the change the three of us had made in the past few hours in the air. We spent the next half hour giggling about how this year was a great vintage for mountain lion but not so much on bear. I made Emmett promise to take me bear hunting when we got home, to which he readily agreed but said we'd leave Jasper behind as he doesn't want to “hump an irate grizzly because my brother thought it would be funny.”
I walked between the boys, each with an arm around my waist and our carry-ons in arm, while the stewardess we'd banished to the cockpit assured us our luggage was already transferred to the next jet. Other passengers in the terminal looked at us strangely, our long pants, long sleeves and sunglasses worn indoors in Mexico. We quickly made our way to our next plane's terminal and snagged seats away from the windows for our layover. Emmett went off to find more batteries for my iPod and Jasper played with the emotions of people waiting. Emmett returned with an entire bag of batteries, a selection of magazines, and some snacks- for keeping up appearances- while a group of teen girls on their holiday break sitting across from us were swooning as he passed them. When he sat next to me the girls audibly sighed, one so much as groaning and muttering “what's so special about her,” which had both guys laughing. I excused myself to go call Edward and let him know we were to the airport safely.
“Bella?” He picked up on the first ring as if he'd been holding the phone waiting.
“Yes, love. We're in Mexico City; all is safe. Our next plane is here and will be boarding in a little while. I miss you”
“I miss you more than words can express. Are the boys behaving?”
“Behaving? Like always Edward. You know how they are.” I hoped I'd covered my shock. He can't read minds that far can he? But hearing his voice made the ache in my chest stop. “I'm not leaving again, love. It hurts too badly to be parted from you.”
“And I from you, my love. Things are interesting here. I found another letter from Alice. She left me, or rather us, some things to think about and discuss when you're safely home in my arms. My Bella, these days are too long”
“What sort of things did Alice write of?” Curiosity piqued my attention; it seemed that Alice had been up to something she was allowing to play out after her demise.
“Just things that are better left for when you're home. She and Marcus are on the same page for several things that I'm not sure about how I feel yet, but if she had visions of them happening I don't see where I, or we, can stop them despite any intentions otherwise. Enough of this, for now. Enjoy your trip the best you can, get to Renesmee, tell her a thousand times over how much her daddy loves her, and then bring her home so we can be a family again. I am supposed to tell you, from Alice, that she's sorry about the batteries and that she knew the game would be fun. What does that mean? What game?”
“Oh that.” Quick thinking time Bella “My iPod batteries died shortly into the flight so Jasper took it onto himself to entertain us with a game of Resist the Emotions, Airplane style.” I would not be telling him about my near joining of the Mile High Club. Good. “In the end, Jasper won; it was nice seeing him happy again even for a few moments.”
“Thanks for playing along, love. I'm sure you all needed some time to forget. Perhaps play another round later, give him an outlet and give the three of you a good dose of humor for the trip.”
An outlet, right.
“I should get back to them, our plane should begin boarding soon love. I love you, Edward.”
“I love you, my Bella. Be safe, my little danger magnet. Until our next call, love. My heart is with you; keep it safe.”
He closed his phone without letting me respond. I returned to my seat between the boys, earning more glares from the school girls and their giggles. For once I was thankful Edward wasn't with us. I don't know if I could control my response to seeing girls fawning over my husband. Jasper arched an eyebrow at me so I'm guessing he picked up some odd responses from me. As he assimilated the jealousy his lips twitched like he was trying to stop a smile. He then blanketed us all in calm before putting his arm across my shoulders.
“What do you think you're doing?”
“Giving the girls a show. Trust me, it will be enjoyable. Lean back into me. Emm, grab her feet.” I found myself being pulled up across their laps as Emmett slid into my chair. Jasper started to comb his fingers through my hair, fanning it over his legs before starting to rub my temples. He then slid off his glasses and looked over at the girls, unleashing the full dazzle. The collective sigh was hard to ignore and I had to fight to keep from laughing. Emmett had started a rather relaxing foot and leg massage when our flight was called. Jas stood, pulling me with him so that I was on my feet smoothly. Emmett began flexing, showing off his muscular build and making the girls delay getting in the boarding queue until we were past. Even I had to admit he has an impressive form. He's not my Edward, but both of my brothers are definitely gorgeous. Then the perfect revenge for earlier came to mind.
“Oh, Jasper.” I slid my glasses up on top of my head like a headband. I turned his face to mine and did my best to mimic what Edward's always done to me, widening my eyes, smiling up at him. When his own eyes widened and breathing became labored, I knew I'd done it right. So I thought of what we'd done earlier until I felt the familiar ache between my legs start up. His left hand clamped down on my shoulder while his right slid my glasses back into place before tracing his finger over my lower lip.
“I'd stop that if you don't want a repeat performance in the middle of first class. Edward was right, you are a dangerous creature.” I laughed at how shaken he was and skipped off to the queue with my ticket and boarding pass.
“Bro, you started something on the plane and I don't know if Eddiekins will be happy when we get home, with any of us. I mean, I miss Rose more than anything, but man I'd tap that in a minute if I could.”
“Me too, Emmett. Me too.” I looked over at my brothers, knowing that I'd be blushing from both embarrassment and a little bit of indignation over their discussion of me as if I couldn't hear them. I sighed and tapped my foot while they came over with the bags.
Our seats in first class were comfortable, not as nice as the couches in the jet, but nice none the less. The boys and I sat together, making me thankful to no longer have human needs as the stewardesses completely ignored me to ask Emmett and Jasper if they needed anything and to assure them that anything they wanted, anything at all, would be obtained immediately. It annoyed me more than it should have, but then I guess being a good sister to Alice and Rose I didn't like seeing my brothers flirted with when their mates were so recently gone.
I was most definitely not jealous.
The flight itself was uneventful- we sat listening to music, occasionally visiting, and making the random visit to the bathroom to appear normal. Luckily for Emmett and me, Jasper was pretending to be asleep and did not continue the previous game. I am still confused over what happened, well not what happened but the reasoning behind it and what it means from here. I'm married to their brother, he's the love of my existence, my soul mate, they are my brothers and we're all in mourning for their lost wives. Having them think of me in that way- as someone desirable- is a mindtrip. I've always been plain human Bella. And then I found Edward and he thought I was beautiful. Then he saved my life after Nessie was born, making me one of them, making me as beautiful as they are. Now this.
Edward once told me that vampires don't change quickly, but I think we may have changed on that plane. Something is different. I feel a love beyond familial for them, maybe it's just lust.
Oh god! I can't believe I did that with Jasper. Even fully clothed, it was too far. I hope that Edward can forgive me. If he doesn't, I don't know what I'll do. I can't leave Renesmee, but I cannot exist without Edward at my side. He's my other half but now it is like the piece of our puzzle has gotten larger and made room for others within it. What if we could share? Would he share me? If the situation was reversed, could I share him? Is this what Alice wanted for Jasper? Could I ever live up to what Rose and Alice were like in bed? They had a human lifetime together, more even, and I'm just 18 and have only been with Edward.
“Can you please stop it? You're driving me insane. Confusion, love, anger, hapiness, love, lust- lots of lust, more love, confusion, despair, jealousy.. Can't you just pick one feeling and stay there?” Jasper's voice came out as a low hiss, too quick for any one without our sensitive ears to hear.
“I'm sorry but most of them are your fault.” I turned away and set my head against the window, turning up my speakers to drown out any further conversation. I felt childish, as if I'd turned and stuck my tongue out at him, but I just couldn't deal with this now. It's too dangerous if I get upset, I didn't want to risk our trip if bloodlust came over me. The burn was still as strong as the very first day but I am able to ignore it, lock it away, breathe shallowly until the danger is past. It still requires part of my brain focusing on my human family, remembering that this scent I'm picking up is human, not food. Every time I feel the burn of venom on my throat, the consuming fire, I know that Edward loves me. He fought a desire for my blood stronger than I feel now because he loved me more than he wanted my blood. My thoughts turned to Renesmee and holding her in my arms once again. She'd be taller now, probably thinned out a bit, although the way Jacob eats, she just as likely could be putting on weight too- trying to keep up with him.
My thoughts lost on my beautiful daughter, the remainder of the flight went quickly as I went over every memory of Renesmee. The landing gear withdrawing from its storage space shook me from wandering in my own mind. Jasper grabbed my arm and pulled me from the plane as soon as the doors were open, Emmett behind and to the side. Jasper sensed my confusion and alarm and said “Come on, let's get our bags and go to the hotel before the sun comes out. We have a short window according to Alice. Let's not screw up already.” He slid his arm down to my lower back, the touch firm and guiding yet intimate; had blood still flowed in my veins the blush would be creeping down my neck at this point. His chuckle heightened my reaction and I sidestepped away to walk with Emmett, not knowing if I should like the feelings I had.
“Emmett, could you just carry me through here? The scent is getting to me when people come too close. Please, big brother?” I tilted my head down while looking up, letting the sunglasses slide down a little so he could see my eyes. He picked me up into his arms and slung me over his shoulder while I laughed. Emmett slapped me on my ass for laughing so I started smacking him. Jasper seemed a little upset at our antics, which had Emmett making faces. His childlike nature is so refreshing at times.
We made it to the baggage claim, picked up our suitcases and headed out to the shuttles. The temperature would have been oppressive had I been human, I could feel the humidity pressing on us and smell the salt on the breeze from the ocean. And then I smelled it.. The faint remnant of Jake and Renesmee. My silent heart swelled in my chest and a single tear slid down my cheek. I scrubbed at the venom with my shirt cuff to keep it from burning again- the skin just now fully healed from the last ones to fall. “They've been here. I smell them.”
Jasper spoke in hurried Portuguese with a bus driver, finding us one that would take us near our hotel. We were bordering the Tijuca Forest as closely as possible, hunting be our first goal tonight. As we exited the shuttle, we decided it would be best to play the honeymoon card as we had the suite waiting for us. Edward hadn't changed our reservations despite the change in travelers. Emmett picked me up into his arms and carried me in his arms while our “translator and tour guide” helped check us in. I had some rudimentary knowledge of Spanish but no where near Jasper's fluency, but then he'd had to deal with so many armies from this area during his war fighting at Maria's side. Emmett just seemed amused to be holding me and being allowed to cop a feel of my ass while I squirmed in his arms. Jasper procured our key and led us to the stairs up to our room. The hotel was open to the breezes and I longed to lay out in the sunshine to soak up the rays I'd missed living in Forks but not here of all places. Perhaps our next home would have a safe place to enjoy the sun.
Emmett tossed me onto the bed, my laughter ringing through room. Jasper dropped our bags with a huff, “I'm glad someone's amused at this.”
I couldn't let him stay upset. “Oh Jasper, lighten up. You can carry me next if it'll help.” I giggled at the shock on his face. “I'm going to go shower and get changed. Hunt tonight?”
The water washed away the smells of all the humans that had come close to us. I slipped into the terrycloth hotel robe before going to my suitcase. Opening it I saw that each day had two if not three outfits already labeled and on hangers. Alice. For now she had a pair of black yoga pants with a ballet top in charcoal waiting for me. I slid them on and then let the boys figure out who go the next shower. I called Edward while Jasper was in the shower and Emmett was getting dressed in the front room. I sprawled out on the bed while listening to the smooth velvet tones I missed already.
Emmett started singing “Edward and Bella sitting in a tree,” only stopping when I picked up the lamp, ready to throw it at his head. “What is with the hitting? All the women folk in this family want to hit me.” Edward's clear laughter echoed through the phone and he told me to go hunt, another profession of love and this time I closed my phone first.
At dusk we slipped from the back patio of the hotel down the path to the forest, passing beneath the one hundred and twenty feet tall statue of Jesus. Emmett looked around before scaling the statue to sit on Jesus' shoulder. “Look, I'm one with the man. You want salvation, talk to me, baby.” Jasper and I lost it, laughing until we sat on the ground, rocking with hysterics. Then a new scent hit us and we saw a golden orange flash through the trees- several of them. Emmett jumped down, the ground dented where he landed, and took off after the creatures. Jasper and I stayed on the path, shadowing where Emmett loped in the woods. He came out holding two furry creatures, one in each hand. “Evil Demons! I found Evil Demons.”
Jasper and I looked at what he held, golden lion tamarins, annoying and cute, but not evil nor demons.
“The movie said they're demons. Nicole Kidman had one and it sure was evil.”
It dawned on me what he was talking about it. The Golden Compass. Mrs. Coulter's Daemon. “Emmett, big brother, I love you but you really need to start reading. It's daemon.. D. A.E.M.O.N. Not demon like an evil spirit. Besides- it was just a movie.” His goofy grin was infectious and I started smiling as he tossed one to each of us, a quick snack before the real hunt.

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A/N: The golden lion tamarins are an endangered species; their numbers are no longer found in all of the rain forests of their former homeland.