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Moonlight Serenade

Summary:
The sequel to A Twist of Fate!


Notes:
Okay, I know where I'm going with this story. AND I'M EXCITED! So... you should be too :D


6. I'm the Queen of England

Rating 5/5   Word Count 1488   Review this Chapter

Jasper and I were on the couch for hours on end. I was in too much pain to move, let alone stand up and get myself some water. Jasper had made at least ten trips to get me some more.

He was slowly getting more and more irritated as the day wore on. It could see it on his face. I hated for him to be in a bad mood.

“What's wrong?” I asked after another of his trips for water.

“I've just been thinking,” he answered.

“About what?” I tried to move to get a better look at his face, but a sharp pain shot through my midsection.

“If I carry you can you make it to our room? I think you'll be more comfortable there anyway,” he replied.

“I can make it.”

He stood up and lifted me into his arms. He did it so gently, I hardly felt any upset in my body at all. I put my head against his shoulder. Slowly, he made his way to our room. He opened the door. Instead of a couch, a bed was in the center of the room.

I raised an eyebrow at him, confused by the change in furniture. Neither of us could sleep, that much was blatantly obvious.

“Alice did it. She thought it would better suit the 'sickly one'. She just put it together,” he explained. He sat me on the bed and eased me into a comfortable position. It really was more comfy than the couch.

“Thanks, Alice,” I called.

“You're welcome!” I heard from another part of the house.

Jasper came to lie beside me. I scooted into him as best as I could.

“Now, what's wrong?” I asked again.

He sighed. “It's that Christopher Newton kid. You're mine, he can keep his hands... and mind, off of you,” he growled.

“I know that!” I laughed. Why would he even think that I would choose Chris over him?

“I don't think he does, though,” clarified Jasper.

“Oh,” I murmured. “Maybe we should show him,” I suggested.

“That sounds like a great idea.” He smiled, his eyes alive with excitement.

“We'll do it whenever I go to school again,” I decided.

“Sounds like a plan.”

His face clouded again when the doorbell rang. Suddenly, a different scent was in the air, a human scent.

“Speak of the devil,” snarled Jasper. I got an idea.

“Tell him to come up here,” I called in a voice that only the vampires in the house could hear.

“I'll get it!” sang Alice. She had obviously seen what I had planned. She opened the door. “Oh, hi Chris!”

“I just came to bring Bella her homework,” he explained.

“Oh, she's in her room. Come with me.” Alice started to lead him up the stairs to our room.

I started to cough. Jasper took the hint. He shifted closer to me and gathered me into his arms. I ignored the slight pain in my torso.

Alice and Chris appeared in the doorway. Chris' face fell.

“Hi, Chris,” I mumbled. I had to resist the urge to laugh.

“Hi... Bella,” he said. “I brought your homework. I thought you'd like to have it... so you don't behind and all.”

“Thanks,” I said pitifully. I sneezed. Jasper coughed to hide a laugh.

“Yes, thank you,” said Jasper. “When Bella fell ill, I felt worried for her, of course, but I was also so scared for her studies!” He sounded so sincere. He kissed my cheek after he was finished speaking. I was going to lose it, a laugh was going to escape, I knew it.

Jasper got up and took the papers from Chris.

“Bye, Chris,” I whispered.

“Bye, Bella. It was nice seeing you,” he replied.

“Thanks again,” said Jasper. Alice took Chris by the arm and led him out of the door. Jasper closed it. I burst out into a fit of giggles.

Jasper turned to me. “You, my lady, are an evil genius,” he laughed.

“I do what I can,” I shrugged. He sat back in his spot by me on the bed. “What was that bit about the studies?” I asked.

“Just because you're sick, doesn't mean you get to slack off on your work!” He used his mock stern fatherly voice.

“Pfft, yes, Dad. Would you like me to do the dishes while I'm working?”

“Don't call me dad!” he exclaimed, slipping out of his father tone. “If I were your dad, I couldn't do this.” He leaned towards me, a wicked smile plastered on his face.

There was a knock at the door before he could get any further.

“Come in,” I sighed, irritated at the interruption.

Edward walked in the door. “You have a visitor.” He was snickering.

Jacob walked into the room. Edward turned and walked out, chuckling quietly to himself.

“Jake!” I exclaimed.

“I just came to say sorry about earlier... I can see I came at a bad time,” he said. His eyes zeroed in on the distance between Jasper and me... there wasn't any.

“No, it's okay. We can talk now,” I said.

“Can I talk to you in private?” he asked.

“Sure,” I agreed. He waited for me to get up.“Uhm... I can't move,” I explained.

“Why not?”

“It's kind of a long story.”

“Well, I'd still like to talk to you in private.” He glared at Jasper.

“Jasper, it'll only be for a few minutes, I promise,” I pleaded. Jasper growled quietly under his breath. He just explained to me, after all, how much he didn't like putting me in danger. Being alone with a werewolf, especially when you can't move, probably didn't qualify as safe in Jasper's book.

He sighed. “Whatever you want, love,” he said, giving in. He was a sucker when it came to me and my pleading. He kissed me lightly before springing off of the bed. Jacob trembled slightly.

Jasper left, quietly shutting the door behind him.

“Come sit,” I said, patting the spot beside me on the bed. Sixty years or not, he was still my best friend in my mind.

He reluctantly moved to sit next to me.

“Bella,” he started. “I just... I just wanted to say sorry about all that I unloaded on you earlier. I know that it was... a lot to take in. I just thought I'd tell you. I didn't like hiding things from you back then, and I don't like doing it now.”

“It's no problem, Jake.” I was just glad that he was still talking to me.

“So, how come you can't move?” he asked, quickly changing the subject.

“Well, it's kind of one of my vampire powers,” I explained.

“You have a power that makes you unable to move?” he snorted.

“No,” I laughed.

“Then wh-”

I interrupted him. “I'm getting to that! Sheesh! I can protect people from vampire attacks, but when I do... it's sort of like I become human again. I was protecting Alice from Edward, and then Jasper gave me a hug... it was a bit too tight. I broke some ribs.”

“He broke your ribs?” asked Jacob incredulously.

“Not on purpose!” I exclaimed.

“Sure, sure,” replied Jacob. I couldn't help but smile. He was being so... Jacob, instead of the solemn excuse of a Jacob that I had talked to before.

“I'm serious,” I laughed.

“I'd like to challenge one of these bloodsuckers to an arm wrestling match... then you'd see who the real man was,” he said, changing the subject yet again.

I frowned. “Technically, Jacob, I'm a bloodsucker, too.”

“No, you could never suck anyone's blood. It grosses you out too much.”

“Yeah, you're right.”

“You know, I bet I could totally whip you at a motorcycle race!” he exclaimed. Apparently, Jacob couldn't keep his mind on just one thing for more than three seconds.

“Well, yeah. Especially since I can't move and all.”

“Oh, yeah. I guess I'd have a bit of an unfair advantage,” he replied.

“Just a bit,” I grinned.

I heard a knock at the door. It was Jasper.

“Come in,” I said.

Jasper opened the door and scowled at Jacob. He was, after all, sitting next to me on the bed. It was a place that only Jasper usually occupied.

“I think it's time for me to go, Bella,” said Jake.

“Okay. Bye, Jacob!”

“I'll talk to you later,” he said, hopping off the bed. He left the room and closed the door.

“It seems that I have even more competition than I thought,” growled Jasper.

“Oh, there's no competition,” I scoffed. “You know that I want you!”

“The line is forming,” he sighed.

“Yeah, and I'm the Queen of England. Anyway, where were we before we were interrupted?” I asked.

“Right about...” he appeared beside me a second later. “Here.” He leaned towards me once more. I tried to get closer to him.

“Ow!” I yelled.

He sighed and leaned back against the pillow. “You're killing me, Bella,” he laughed.

“Last I checked it was the other way around,” I replied. My stupid ribs were making it surprisingly difficult to be with Jasper.