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Sunset, Sunrise

A Bella/Jasper fic Bella, Edward and Alice returns from Italy, but something's changed. Bella finds herself in a tricky situation: Her feelings towards Edward arent the same, and at the same time finds herself falling for one of the other Cullen boys. This amazing banner was made by JokesOnJane, and it is so beautiful!! Kit_Kat_Cullen_XOXO, this is for you:)

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6. Not a real Cullen

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Her shoulders were stiff. Her jaw clenched. Her icy stare sent chills down my back, and, even though I wanted to, I couldn't look away. She wouldn't let go of my gaze. You could feel the hate radiating off of her just by standing next to her. I couldn't imagine how this must feel to Jasper.

With out any signal, her jaw unclenched, and her shoulders relaxed. Her eyes darted to Jasper, at the same time as mine did.

"Don't mess with my moods, Jasper. I have every right in the world to be angry." Her voice didn't sound angry, but that was only Jaspers doing. He didn't let her go.

"Jasper, I..." I started, but Rosalie's eyes darted back to me, and I didn't continue my sentence.

Jasper had been right. Alice had told them. And I had been right. Rosalie hated me even more than when we first met.

I bit my lip, I had done that a lot lately, and looked at the floor. This didn't seem like it had very good outlook.

"Rosalie." Jasper cautioned, probably sensing something dark in her feelings, maybe even murderous. The shiver than ran down my back was completely unintended.

"Rosalie." Another voice called, louder than Jaspers. I looked up.

The rest of the Cullens had joined us.

It was Carlisle who had spoken up. At his side was Esme. On the couch by the TV, Emmett was sprawling across the whole couch, his feet on the table. He looked up at us.

"Hey Bella. What's up Jazz?" he said with a grin I couldn't help but to return. Nothing could upset Emmett. Rosalie glared at Emmett. She obviously wasn't happy about her husband's casual take on the whole thing. Me smiling at him didn't help it either.

Carlisle spoke up again.

"Should we move the conversation to the dining room?"

My eyebrows furrowed at that. But then I remembered that the Cullens liked to use their dining room as a conference room.

By the time I had realized that, Carlisle and Esme were already gone, and both Rosalie and Emmett were on their way. Emmett looking particularly bummed. There was probably a game on, or something. Jasper was still at my side, waiting politely for me. I looked at him. He smiled and motioned with his hand for me to walk. My shoulders slumped, but I obliged. He chuckled at my martyred expression.

When we entered the dining room, everyone was already seated. Carlisle and Esme at the end of the table, Carlisle holding Esmes hand on top of the table. On the right side of the table were Rosalie and Emmett. Rosalie as close to Esme as possible. Or, looking at it from a different point of view, as far away from me as possible. Emmett was sitting right smack in the middle on their side of the table.

Jasper and I sat at the opposite end of the table of Carlisle and Esme.

When we were seated Jasper took my hand under the table, and squeezed it.

"All right." Carlisle said, standing up.

"We all know why we are here, but I think we should let Jasper and Bella tell us their side of the story. Jasper, if you would like start, please." He said, looking at Jasper.

"Yes Carlisle, I would." He stood at the same time as Carlisle sat down again.

"Even though I'm not sure what Alice told you, I'm sure she told you that Bella and I are together now." Rosalie snarled quietly under her breath, and Esme looked at her, like a mother would look at their child if they cursed or something inside the house. Jasper pretended it didn't happen.

"Bella and I discovered that we were with the wrong people. To be honest, I think it was Bella who discovered it first, and she made me realize it."

"Of course." Rosalie muttered.

"Rose..." Emmett said, putting a hand on her shoulder, she kept it there for a couple of seconds, but then shook it off. Jasper glared at her for a short moment, but then continued his speech.

"I'm happy she did. And I'm sure if she hadn't made me realize it, I would have myself after some time. We have already spoken to Edward and Alice. And as you know, Alice took it a bit better than Edward." Talk about downplaying it. I thought.

"And now we just want to know what you think about the whole thing." With that, he sat down again, and took my hand again, this time I was the one to squeeze his, not that I could do that, with his being all cold and rock hard, but he understood the gesture.

Esme was, surprisingly, the first to talk.

"I hope you know we all still love all of you. And I'm happy both of you found what you were looking for. What makes me sad is what you had to go through to find each other, and that Alice and Edward would get caught in the middle of it. But I talked to Alice, one on one, and she told me, that she was happy for you, and that she still loved the both of you."

That was almost the same thing that Jasper had told me. Maybe it was true then. Maybe Alice and I could be friends again. It would take some time, sure, but I couldn't help but to hope.

"As for Edward, I can't know what he thinks, none of us has spoken to him since he left, but I'm sure he feels the same way as Alice, and I hope he will return home to us, in time." She said. She looked at Carlisle, who just smiled and nodded, as if he was telling her he agreed with her. I looked at him, and he met my gaze. He smiled warmly at me.

"I agree with Esme." Was all he said, but he continued to smile at me, and I had to smile back.

"I'm cool with it. The only downside is Edwards reaction. But hey, he's always been a drama queen." Emmett said casually. I had to stifle a laugh. Of course Emmett would say something like that.

I wasn't the only one who found it funny: Jasper was also smirking at Emmetts comment. But Esme wasn't having it.

"Don't talk about your brother like that." She scolded him. He just shrugged.

"Rosalie. Do you have anything to say?" Carlisle asked. She gave him al look, think would scare even the Volturi.

"Al right then. I think it's settled then. And, of course, you're still welcome here Bella." He said, giving me a fatherly smile.

"I just have one question." Esme said.

"Go on." Jasper said, hesitantly.

"Actually, my question's for Bella." She said, and looked at me.

"Umm, what do you want to know, Esme?" I asked, feeling very puzzled.

"This may not be the time, but I can't help but to wonder. Do you still want to be a part of our family?"

Before I could answer, Rosalie stood.

"Absolutely not! She can never be a real Cullen after what she did to Edward and Alice, she just can't!"

"Rosalie!" Carlisle, Esme and Jasper said at the same time. Emmett just looked torn.

Rosalie glared once at everybody, only to stop at me. Her stare made me cringe in my seat.

With a snarl, she exited the room. Emmett looked after her a long moment, and then got up. He mouthed a "sorry" to me, and then followed after his infuriated wife.

Esme looked at me, still waiting for my answer.

"If you still want me, then yes." I said, stumbling over the words.

"Of course we still want you to be a part of our family. To me, you already are." She smiled at me.

"Thank you" I said, barely containing my tears. After everything I put their family through, they still wanted me to stay. Except for Rosalie, but she had never liked the idea of my being a part of her family.

Esme got up and walked over to me, and then she pulled me into a hug. At first I so baffled by her action that I didn't respond. But after a second or two I put my arms around her.

"Thank you, Esme." I whispered.

"You're welcome, sweetheart." She said, before she let me go. Carlisle gave me a small hug, and then put his arm on Jaspers shoulder.

"Son, I'm happy for the way things worked out for you, and, as Esme said, I'm sorry for the way it happened. But I just want to say, I wish the both of you the best of luck. And the same for Alice and Edward."

He let go of Jaspers shoulder, and went to stand besides Esme, and put his arm around her waist. Jasper leaned in to me and whispered:

"I think this is our cue to leave." I looked at him and he smiled. He took my hand.

When we walked into the living room, I almost sighed with relief. Rosalie wasn't there. Jasper felt my relief and kissed me lightly on the head.

When we were out the door and about fifty meters away from the house, Jasper pulled me into to a tight hug. Apparently he had been worrying about this more than he had told me. I hugged him close, crushing myself against his hard body. He let go of me, only to take my face in his hands. He put his lips against mine, and it was more powerful than any of our other kisses. And I liked it better this way. My fingers knotted in his hair, pulling him closer. To my surprise he didn't pull away. It was actually me who had to pull away at last, to catch my breath.

As I stood there, panting. Jasper looked at me and smiled widely.

I smiled back.

"That went better than I could have hoped for." I said. Jasper pulled me back into his arms again.

"Yes. Much better." Was all he said.

I put my head against his chest.

"You aren't mad, are you?"

"What should I be mad about?" He asked perplexed.

"The whole part about me still wanting to be a... Vampire." I said, leaning back in his arms to see his face.

To my confusion, he laughed.

"Well, Edward might have been strongly against it, but I'm not. I look at it this way. If you become a vampire, I get to keep you with me forever." He said.

I stared wide eyed at him. Could he really be serious? Did he really not have a problem with me being changed? I thought about that. I wouldn't have to have those annoying arguments I used to have with Edward, about my mortality, and my soul.

"You are confused." He didn't say it like a question.

"I'm just a bit surprised you feel that way, that's all."

He was about to kiss me again, but a rustle in the woods beside us interrupted him.

What! I was about to yell out, annoyed that someone was rude enough to cut me and Jaspers kiss of, but a familiar, husky, and slightly angry, voice stopped me from shouting.

"Bells, what's going on?"