you fill my heart.

[alice cullen]

Silence reigned for a good long while, as Alice stared at the marks on his arms. Jasper watched her face, felt her shifting emotions. At least he had more to go on than most men in this situation. It was less nerve wracking than flying blind. Jasper knew as much as he’d introduced a new idea to her, and that would take some getting use to. She seemed to be a bit…unsettled on the subject of the Volturi. That did make sense, the Volturi were strange, one of a kind. It wasn’t often that their kind settled into families. It wasn’t that they were incapable of companionship. But few desired it. Many vampires were loners. The idea of any large group of them living together was strange. It always was.

When there was an abrupt shift in her emotions, Jasper’s eyebrows furrowed. The intimidation gave way to pity, compassion. But there was more to it that that. Alice had just realized something, and if Jasper had the power of Lord Aro, he would know what that was. Instead he stared at her in confusion, wishing he could know more. To an extent Jasper did understand what was going on with Alice, which she knew. Thus, her anxiety to make him understand began to dissipate. That helped with Jasper’s nerves in turn. Feeling Alice so worked up bothered him. He didn’t like knowing she was so anxious or worried about anything.

Jasper tried to ignore her swirling emotions for a moment, and instead think of the here and now. It was only making him anxious being so closely tied with her. Not that he didn’t like it. Jasper loved feeling closer to Alice, and still noticed shifts in her emotions, but only the most dominant one. He wasn’t bothering with delving so deeply any longer. They’d made it through the hard part of their talking, and now he felt more relaxed. His mind turned to the feel of her cool fingertips brushing the scars on his wrists. It was impossible to miss the love that had risen in her chest. Jasper still wondered if she knew what it was. But he wasn’t going to tell her. Not until she asked. Just out and saying, “I love you too,” may be a bit too creepy for her. Of course Alice seemed to understand and embrace the unnatural so far, but Jasper wasn’t willing to push his luck any longer.

It didn’t seem to take long on her part before she seemed to understand. That understanding caused her love to swell within her. A low chuckle escaped him. With Amadeo, Jasper had been lonely, wanting companionship, even if he wouldn’t admit it to himself. With them, it had been lust, originally fueled by Amadeo’s only desire, his strange powers. After a while Jasper did begin to feel something for him. But that was all it had been. A need for companionship, a need to feel loved and accepted. But this was different. Jasper still wanted someone, but this was more than he’d expected. Alice was everything he wanted, everything he needed and then some.

She didn’t react to his words. She seemed unsurprised, but not disappointed by his statement. Jasper realized that Alice probably knew more than he did. She saw things, and thus, knew what was in store for them. That was when he kissed her. Then and there in the middle of a strangers living room, on the floor, in broad daylight. This kiss was nothing like Jasper had ever experienced before. It was soft, not tainted by uncontrollable desire. It wasn’t just a need for physical contact. This was more. This was his first kiss with the female he knew he’d be with for the rest of eternity. This was the beginning of forever. Jasper knew in that moment that he would forever be happy, here in her arms. He would do anything to stay there in her presence, making sure she was happy, and taken care of.

Alice pulled back a short distance and met his gaze. “I like the sound of being ‘your little vampire’.” She told him. Jasper smiled, and tightened his hold on her as her head dropped to his shoulder. His chin settled atop her head while she breathed another question against his neck. Jasper chuckled deeply, and sighed before answering.

“No one will beat the Volturi.” Jasper stated, respect lacing his tone. “I backed out of the army just before the fight broke out. My three companions were all killed in the war. The only reason I’m alive is because I fled.” Jasper explained. At the time he wasn’t able to imagine the thought of facing Amadeo again in that war. They hadn’t seen one another in many a year, and the thought of seeing his former lover once more on the battle field was a bit too much to handle. That, along with his distaste for the life was Jasper’s reason for leaving. He’d never been a part of the real war, only caused it. “I really shouldn’t ever go back. I spent some time in Italy…and….” Jasper’s voice trailed off. “I made a few enemies in my short stay. If I return, one of the three Volturi brothers will kill me for what I did.” Jasper announced bluntly. He knew Alice would likely inquire further about that. Still, he dropped the subject. Jasper didn‘t want Alice to know what he‘d done to Brianna. If she knew, she‘d be in as much trouble as he was. She could be tortured for his whereabouts if she ever wound up in Italy. Jasper refused to put her in that situation.

[alice cullen]

It took Alice a moment to formulate a response, to Jasper answering her emotions. In the past Alice had always been able to hide within herself, push the out-side world that often repelled her away, and keep her feelings and thoughts to herself. However now that Jasper was in her life, it was totally imposable to hide anything from him, well at least when it came to emotions. He would always know; whether she was happy, sad, glad, relived, even frightened, he was going to sense it right along side her. It was a total change for her and was going to take some getting used to, even if she totally welcomed it, it was still a huge change. Still Alice liked the idea of not having to explain how she was feeling, and for him to know that she loved him; it made things more intimate in her eyes. They would always have that wordless bond between them, and even if they where across the room from on another, the feeling would just be the same as if they where embracing whispering sweet nothings. Still never-the-less she responded, he voice soft and sweet "I love you, you honey-blond haired fool"

With her head rested on his shoulder, and his chin rested on top of her head, Alice eyes focused in on something other that Jasper for the first time in a while. She had totally forgotten all about her surroundings, and the fact they had broken into somebody else’s house. It was a shame that this place was not their’s to keep, it seemed so pivotal to Alice now, and it would be hard to leave it behind. To know in time they would have to leave this place behind, and never come be able to this one spot where they had shared this special moment. Though there would be memories and Jasper, Alice drank in her surroundings, half wishing that she had the power to see the past more clearly than a mere memory.

As his hold tightened and a chuckle left his lips, he began to answer her question. From his first response Alice thought her question had been comical in some way to him, and for a split second she thought had missed something. However as soon as his velvet voice rang in her ears, Alice realized why had been that way. To him the mere idea of somebody beating the Volturi was comical, and even thought they sounded powerful Alice knew nothing was ever set in stone. Having the gift of foresight had taught her that, or more was teaching her that. For though she tended to have faith in her vision’s, they relied on so many things, that with one wrong move from somebody, it could lead to a whole different chain of events.

Listening just as intently as she always had, to everything he had already told her, he told her how he had left, how his three companions had died, and how he appeared to be banished from Italy where Alice simply guessed was where this royal family lived. For a moment Alice pondered asking what had happened, but then she simply realized she did not want to know. Not because she wanted to stay ignorant to his mistakes in the past, but because it did not matter what he had done in the past, as-long as whatever it was had lead him to her. That was all that mattered to her, that he was her with her, and he never had to mutilate his body anymore as part of an army.

Raising her head from his shoulder, she pulled back pulling her legs out from underneath her and crossing them in front of her, resting her back against the soft. Taking his hands in her she looked up into his eyes, and responded. “Never say never, a ruler is only as strong as his support. If everyone turned round tomorrow and decided they wanted to revolt, I am sure this Volturi family would not stand a chance.” Alice was quite proud of her words; it was fair to say that she might never have said anything quite wise in her life. She put it down to Jasper, something about him and they way he made her feel brought a different side to her. “Plus I am glad of whatever you did, because it lead you to leave and in-turn find me. If you hadn’t well ...” she trailed off, not wanting to think of what happen if he had stayed and fought, the past was none of her concern all that mattered was the future, her future with Jasper Whitlock. Nothing would taint her future with him, even this threat with the Volturi and this vendetta they had against him. “Let’s just say” she began again smirking “I would like to see them try and lay a finger on you”

Rubbing her thumbs over the back of his hands, she smiled warmly. “Anyway I thought you had ‘so many questions’, you only seem to be answering mine” Alice queried, remembering one of the first things he had ever said to her back in the dinner.