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Old Times...New Beginnings

Summary:
Edward left. Renne took Bella back to Jacksonville. Edward and the Cullens come back to Forks, but Bella is already gone. Now, sixteen years later Bella is 34 years old and has two twin children. Bella and her children come back to Forks to take care of Charlie. What will happen when the Cullen's meet her and her family? Can Bella and Edward still love each other? How will her kids react?


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16. Chapter 16

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It had been a tough week.

I was stuck at the Cullen house after…the accident. My mum was with Jeremy and me, but she was usually with Edward. In fact, it was Edward who wanted Jeremy and me here so we couldn’t leave to go down to La Push. But Josh and I imprinted, and that means that we…well, are inseparable. So I intended to argue as much as possible on the matter.

Jeremy was having fun trying to figure out the body form and functions of vampires, using Emmett as a test subject. At least he was having fun, I was stuck doing nothing and the occasional makeover, complements of Alice Cullen. Ugh.

To add to that, I was usually irritable and gloomy and all around annoyed that I couldn’t be around Josh, I was connected to him now, I not only wanted to be with him, I needed to be with him. And the current situation was most definitely not helping that particular need.

“Al,” Emmett said, “I have video games, wanna play something?” I was on the couch reading.

“I thought Jeremy needed to “examine” you more.” I said, not looking up from my book.

“Nope,” he smiled broadly, “Jeremy went to baseball practice so I’m off for the rest of the day.”

I closed my eyes; I couldn’t play baseball after my accident. Four weeks of “rehab” that was supposedly it. It stung to not be able to pick up the ball and chuck it right at the batter, to stand on the mound, to hit the ball as hard as hard as I could, to smell the sweet smell of sweat and bubble gum. Emmett obviously caught on because he quickly backed off.

“Sorry,” he mumbled, “I forgot, sorry…Hey,” he was suddenly chipper, “maybe I could get Jasper to wrestle, want to watch?” I smiled. Emmett had been trying to cheer me up since I got back, everyone was. But Emmett, he had a special way of making me feel better.

“Maybe, I have to take my medication.”

“Okay, do what you want.” He bounded out the door, looking for Jasper.

I walked upstairs and grabbed the bottle of the weekly medication I had to take. However, Jeremy was at baseball. My mum was with Edward out on the town…his idea. And I knew Carlisle was at the hospital, Rose and Alice were shopping, Emmett and Jasper were doing there own thing. Maybe I could skip today…

“Go on,” I heard I stern voice behind me. Esme. “You know you have to take it, go on.”

“How-” I turned around with a start.

“Alice called, now go on.” Stupid vampire power. Stupid Alice. Stupid medication. It was all stupid if you asked me.

“But I hate taking it.” I whined, hoping she’d sympathize.

“I am a mother of five incredibly emotionally different one-hundred year old teenagers. I am not giving into the whiney tone. Now go on, you won’t get better if you don’t.” I rolled my eyes and grabbed the bottle.

“Whatever.” I muttered. I swallowed two pills and threw the jar back into the cupboard.

“Thank you.” With that, she left the room.

I sat down on the bed and continued to read. I could begin feel the medication slow down my reflexes and became drowsy. I kept reading until a knock slammed on the door. I yelled to come in and Emmett ran in, picked me up, and dragged me outside.

“What are you doing?” I yelped when he put me down.

“Shhh,” he laughed, “just watch.”

He quickly and quietly snuck up behind a bench in the yard. Jasper was sitting there doing God-knows-what and Emmett grabbed a rock…or a boulder was the better term. It was big enough to kill me that was all I could tell. With no effort he flung the boulder right at Jasper and it hit his back and sent him flying into the woods. I gasped and began to laugh at the odd spectacle before me.

“Alright! How’s that for good aim, eh?” His topaz eyes were bright with excitement and he began laugh his head off.

Before I could see, I yellow blur hit Emmett square in the chest and knocked him into the nearest tree. I rolled my eyes and sat on the grass as I watched the two brothers fight.

I had to give them credit, even as vampires, Emmett and Jasper most certainly

didn’t hold out on the wrestling. They knocked each other with heavy branches and boulders and anything else they could find. They both threw each other into trees and rocks and rarely the house, but Esme put a stop to that. Emmett had Jasper in a headlock, while Jasper would grab Emmett’s arms and twist them behind his back. All the while I could hear them snarl and growl, occasionally hiss, if Emmett was loosing. It made WWE look like a tea party.

And the best part was that I loved it. I felt whole, I was having fun and didn’t care that I was confined to the house of the undead. I only enjoyed the fact that I got to experience something so weird that it made me feel like a part of the family. I liked it…a lot. Right now, I don’t think I would’ve traded it for anything in the world.

After about ten minutes of watching the wrestling match, the medication started to take its full effect. I could feel my eyelids drooping and my vision blurred a bit. My body felt like jello and I, with no success, tried to stay focused. Finally, Jasper noticed my limp appearance and stopped the fight.

“Aw,” I moaned, “that was fun…you killed it.”

“You look about ready to pass out,” he said, “come on, let’s go.” He grabbed my arm and pulled me up. I wobbled a bit and stumbled into the house.

“Jasper,” I whined, “now there’s nothing to do.” I could feel my eyelids getting heavier.

“Yeahhhhhhhh,” chimed in Emmett, “pleeeeeeeese Jazzy-Wazzy, can we do something fuuuuuuun?” he mock-pouted.

“Emmett, go play your video game,” Jasper sighed. Emmett chuckled, winked at me, and went back outside. “There is something to do, you can get some rest.” He raised an eyebrow.

“But I don’t need any rest. I got plenty at the hospital.” I yawned.

“Obviously not. Now come on, upstairs.”

“But-”

“Ah.” He cut me off, “Esme is out gardening and the rest of the family is out. You have to listen to me.”

“What about Emmett?”

“The day you call Emmett a responsible adult, we’ll notify Congress. Now, march.”

His voice was unbelievably authoritative, I almost was afraid not to obey. “No.” I decided to push the limits. There was no fun, so I’d create some. After all, when you have lemons…

“I will force you, you know. My self-control has greatly improved over the past decades.” He was trying to scare me, not working I must say.

“I don’t think so,” I sat on the couch, “this is more fun.” The truth was, I was ready to fall right asleep, but Jasper didn’t seem to deal with this kind of situation before, so I decided I’d see what would really happen.

His brow furrowed for a moment, “Do you take great pleasure in annoying those around you?”

“I’m also very good at it, too.” I smiled smugly.

“Well, you are doing a good job at it.” He rolled his eyes.

“So I guess I win, now I’d like to…” I stifled a yawn, “get back to the mindless boob-tube.” I clicked the remote. “My annoyance has given me the upper hand.” I smiled.

“Ah, but you forget I am the one who can read and manipulate emotions.” His lips slightly curved up. “A strong advantage, I might add.”

“Oh really?” I smiled a bit, knowing he was finding the joke in all of this.

“Yes, so I believe that qualifies in forcing you to experience any emotion of my choosing.” His smile grew larger.

“Ah, but you forget,” I imitated his imperious voice, “that you are one of the…‘good guys’”, I quoted with my fingers, “and you wouldn’t use that ability to your advantage. That would be incredibly malicious, hmmm?”

“Ah, but you forget that some situations are…unique.” A slight smile played at the edges of his lips.

“Really?...I don’t think you have it in you, Mr. Hale.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, yes it is so.” I smirked.

He eyed the television, now on the Comedy Central station, Mad TV was on. “Hmmm,” he mused, “do you enjoy this show?”

“Yeah,” I said slowly, “why?” What was he getting at?

“Well, it’s rather…humorous, wouldn’t you say?” he smiled wickedly.

I felt a sudden jolt of humor. I fought the barrage of giggles threatening to escape my mouth. I bit my lip and shook my head from side to side. His smile only widened and I couldn’t control the laughter anymore. I belted out laughing and fell off of the couch. It felt as if someone was tickling my weakest spot and I, on instinct, grabbed my left ribcage. Jasper cocked his head to the side and watched.

“What are you doing?” he chuckled.

“You…are…tickling me! Stop!” I gasped for air.

“I’m tickling you am I? Really?” His topaz eyes sparkled with humor, he bent down to look at me. I tried to control my laughter, but I wasn’t succeeding. “Well, do you mean like…” he removed my hand and began tickling my ribcage, “this?” his smile now reached his eyes.

“Yes…no, no, no, no, NO! Please, please. Stop that!” I laughed as hard as humanly possible. “Jasper, please! That…no…not there! I beg you, not there…hahahahaha!”

“Aw, Al, this isn’t much fun, eh?” he imitated my whiney voice.

“No it’s not. Please, I can’t…focus…when you tickle me! HAHAHAHA! Stop, please!”

“But Mss O’Leary, I thought that I couldn’t force you to do anything. It now seems I have the upper hand, wouldn’t you say?”

“Never,” I spluttered.

“No? Well, we can easily fix that, now.” he continued to tickle me, while the humor hit me at the same time, I was crying from laughter. He laughed too, but he did have the upper hand. Of course, I would never admit that.

“Jasper, I can’t laugh forever you know,” I said with as much force as I could manage, “eventually…you’ll have give up.”

“My dear, I have eternity. I was also a Major in the Confederate Army; I doubt that I will give up as easily as you.”

“But everyone will be home soon…I don’t know how long you can keep it up.”

“Weigh your options, miss,” his voice now had a slight southern twang on it, “I can knock you out right now, I can continue this,” he tickled even harder and I tried to get him off, “or you can surrender, your choice.”

I looked up him. I honestly had never seen Jasper this happy, it was cool. He kept on with the tickling and I couldn’t resist anymore.

“Okay, okay, I surrender, I surrender. Now, please, I beg of you, stop, please!” He gave me one last tickle and then stopped. As I stood up the humor slowly died off, replaced by the drowsy affect of the medicine, and I sat on the couch.

“Well,” he said, “upstairs? You did, after all, surrender.”

“Now I never surrendered to anything in particular. I simply gave you the gloating rights of defeat in tickling me. Noting more.” I yawned once more.

“Well, fine. I can wait.” He sat on the couch next to me. I watched television for about five minutes before nodding off. “Al, I really do think you should go upstairs.” His voice was suddenly serious.

“I’m…” yawn, “fine. Just…” yawn, “a bit…” yawn, “drowsy.”

“Alright then.” After a second, I felt a wave of calmness and lethargy come over me. My eyelids now became almost impossible to hold up.

“Cheater,” I sighed, leaning on his shoulder.

“Yes, yes I am. I thought you figured that out by now.” I looked up to see the smile return to his face. He carried me upstairs to the spare room I was using. I felt myself being put down on a mattress and I was just about asleep.

“Jasper,” I moaned.

“Yes?” he answered softly.

“Thanks…for everything.”

“Not a problem, miss. Sleep well.” I heard him close the door and I had no problem falling asleep.

Well that was just plain weird.

And you know what? It was one of the best damn moments of my life.

I’ve officially become a member of the House Of The Undead.

Great…