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A Twist of Fate

Jasper is kicked out of the house when the Cullens discover he has cheated on his "vegetarian" diet. What Jasper sees before he leaves is sure to change his and Bella's lives forever. A Jasper/Bella fic.

Okay! I know, I know. I've not been good at updating at all. It's been about 4 and a half months actually. I will be deleting those stories, editing them, AND THEN putting them back up. The only other one staying will be We Meet Again. Not to worry though. They will be back. Anywho, this is a Jasper/Bella fic and I hope you enjoy. I'll be MUCH better with my updates on this one.

13. Night Visitor

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Bella's POV

I stumbled out of the car, not quite awake yet. It was dark outside, nighttime. The high stone buildings of the city leaned over, blocking even the light of the moon. It was a tight fit for the small car. I could hardly get out of the vehicle without hitting some part of my body on the wall.

Edward came around the front of the car.

“We'll be there in a minute,” said Jasper. Edward nodded and disappeared.

“Bella, there's been something that I've been thinking about, something I've been wanting to try,” whispered Jasper after Edward was out of earshot.

“What is it?” I asked.

He slowly stepped closer to me. I stopped breathing. He took my face in his hands, gently bringing his face to mine. Softly, and ever so smoothly, he pressed his lips to mine.

I couldn't restrain myself. I wrapped my arms around him, my hands tangled in his hair. To my surprise, he didn't stop me. He hugged me closer, kissing me with more fervor than Edward ever did.

He pushed me against the wall, his hands at my waist. He pulled me closer to him, as close as I could be. Our lips parted, I tasted the delicious scent that had always left me wanting more. It was better than I imagined, better than I remembered.

When he stopped, it was abrupt.

“Should I?” I panted, motioning to the right. If he needed space, I'd give it to him.

“No,” he replied. He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against mine, taking deep, slow breaths.

He took my hand and, without a word, led me down the street. When we got to the plaza, I barely recognized it. It seemed like a million years ago when I was running through it. The fountain was smaller than I remembered. It was probably because I didn't have to run across it this trip.

We passed the alley where Edward stood, waiting for the right moment to step into the sun. I shuddered at the memory. At least we didn't have to go underground this time.

The night was cold, and I soon felt myself shivering. I hadn't thought to get my jacket out of the car, a stupid idea on my part. Jasper took off his jacket and draped it around me. I almost drowned in it because it was so big on me, but it was worth it. It smelled like Jasper, always a good thing.

We turned onto a street and I stopped where I stood. Perhaps I should have looked back when I left last time. At least then I would have seen what an imposing structure the Volturi lived in.

We entered through the front door, a luxury I was denied last time I came. A draft of warm air hit me when we entered, almost instantly warming me.

It was the people that made me shiver though. The receptionist, I thought her name was Gianna, smiled at me, clear venom in her greeting.... I'm sure her memories of me were not very fond.

There was something different about her... something I couldn't quite put my finger on. I didn't pay enough attention to her to remember her every feature, but there was something.

It struck me when Jasper and I passed her. She leaned in, almost as if she was sniffing me. I knew what it was, what the subtle change was... she had red eyes. They had finally made her a vampire. She licked her lips, unconsciously taking a step closer to me.

Jasper let out a low growl. She snapped back into place, her face falling back into it's indifferent mask.

“Elevators are to the left. They are waiting,” she said kindly. I could see the hunger in her eyes.

Jasper tugged me along, pressing the button on the wall impatiently. I looked at his face and saw the worry. It didn't matter how well he tried to hide it, I could tell.

That was what started me hyperventilating. I couldn't stop, and soon I was sobbing. The ding for the elevator sounded, but Jasper ignored it, all his attention focused on me.

His cool hands on my face brought me back to earth, quieting the tears.

“Shh,” he murmured, pulling me into an embrace.

“Jasper, why are we here? Please, just tell me why!” I rasped.

“For protection,” he breathed into my ear.

Protection? Since when did the Cullen family have to have protection?

“Are they really that dangerous?” I asked.

“More dangerous than we thought they were,” he answered.

I took a deep breath, calming myself down. If we were just here for protection, not for some other dark purpose, perhaps I'd be okay.

Jasper broke away and pushed the elevator button once again. The ring sounded right away and we stepped in.

As soon as the doors opened, we were face to face with Aro. I jumped, the unexpected face startling me.

“Welcome, friends!” he exclaimed. He smiled, the papery skin on his face wrinkling with the effort. “Come with me, please.” He led us down a dark hallway lined with stone. It was getting increasingly colder. The sun never showed through the windows.

Jasper and I followed, not saying a word.

“It's nice to have you back, Bella. Though, I am sort of disappointed. I thought they would have changed you by now. As long as they are still planning on it, I wont penalize you yet. I am still dreadfully curious to see what your power is.”

I shuddered, remembering the deal Edward made with the Volturi. He didn't shake Aro's hand, so Aro didn't know that there was never a plan for me to be changed in the first place.

He opened the door, taking us into a large circular room. It wasn't the same room I was in before, but it looked almost exactly the same. The entire Cullen family was standing in the middle of the room. It seemed that they had little meeting rooms all over the place.

“I'm glad you came to us for help,” said Aro, gesturing around the room. “We will be happy to provide protection, but there will be a price that will need to be payed, as always.”

“What's the price?” asked Carlisle. I thought that Carlisle would have been able to pull some strings, be able to make them protect us for nothing.

“We haven't come up with the exact price yet, but when we do, you'll be the first to know,” said Aro politely. “You will each be shown to your separate rooms.”

I was glad when we were herded out of the room. I needed a place to lie down. The events of the past few days were catching up to me. Frankly, I was surprised I'd made it as long as I did.

After he'd shown everyone but Jasper and I our rooms, he stopped at the end of another long stone hallway. I'd never be able to find my way out of the place, it was like a giant maze.

“Bella, this is your room. It's the only room with a bed, sorry,” apologized Aro. He opened the door and I gasped. It was the most beautiful room I'd ever seen.

The walls were painted a deep red, the floor gray tile. The bed was in the center of the room. The mattress alone looked like it was three feet tall. It was a canopy bed, the pillows were overflowing out the head. It was decorated with Renaissance themed furniture, everything elegantly detailed.

“Will it suit you?” asked Aro. I nodded, not able to find my voice.

“I'll leave you alone then.” He swept down the hallway, leaving Jasper and I together.

“Are you going to be okay here?” he asked, taking my hand.

“Yeah. I'm really tired right now, actually. I'll be glad to get a bit of sleep.” I yawned, covering my mouth with my hand.

“I'll see you when you wake up,” he whispered. He leaned down to give me a goodnight kiss, and was gone.

I stumbled into the room, closing and locking the door. I knew that if someone really wanted in, a simple lock on the door wouldn't stop them.

I looked around, my bag was already in the room. I yanked the zipper open and pulled out a pair of my favorite pajama pants. I'd barely slipped them on and fell into bed before I'd fallen fast asleep.

I was happy there were no dreams that night, nothing to make my sleep unpleasant. At least, until it was interrupted by the noise of my door handle turning. My eyes flew open, my body rigid.

“Jasper?” I whispered. I hoped that's who it was. Anyone else would be very unwelcome.

“Wrong,” whispered a voice.

“Edward!” I exclaimed. “What are you doing here?”

“I missed you,” he said as he slipped into bed beside me.