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Angels & Devils

Seattle has been invaded by covens of Rogue Vampires - vampires who hunt and prey upon other vampires. Bella and the Cullen siblings are in Seattle for a rare night out on the town. They are attacked by Rogues, and Alice Cullen is lost in the ambush. The family fears the worse, believing that Alice is dead. Alice awakens with no memory of who she is, where she is or how she came to be there. She also has no clue that's she's fallen into the hands of an old enemy to her kind. A half-vampire who once waged a 50-year long war of vengeance against all vampires. A enemy so vicious that the Volturi had dubbed him with the name, "Lucifer", and who was long since believed to be dead himself.

This is my first Twilight Fanfic. It is currently posted in part to the FanFiction.Net site under the same pen name, and has 52 chapters up. There is still a few hundred more pages that are written and waiting to go. I decided to post this to a few fanfic sites to see what feedback I can get from the experts. This story has some violence, language, and minor adult situations (not too descriptive or vulgar - I tried to keep in mind how SM handled such things in writing.) so I guess this would need a "R" rating. Thanks.

12. Chapter 12 - Return To Me, My Salvation.

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Chapter Twelve: Return to me, my salvation.

Edward found his brother just where he knew he’d be. Exactly where Jasper had been at dusk every evening, since the day after losing Alice. Out on the back patio of the Cullen home, tonight watching the half-moon rise. Tonight the sky was unusually clear, as if the cloud cover had moved off as a courtesy for his brother’s vigil.

“Jasper?” he said to the motionless silhouetted form of the older blond-haired vampire. The patio now always brought back memories of a happier time, as it had always been one of Alice and Jasper’s favorite places around the home. Edward still vividly recalled bring Bella home to officially met his family for the first time, and her look of awe as Alice greeted her while prancing like a prima ballerina off of the tree limb that grew over part of the patio.

“I’m not coming in, Edward. Not yet,” came Jasper’s thin voice.

Edward frowned at Jasper’s back, his brother had become little more than a ghost, and they seem to be losing a little bit more of him every day.

“I just thought you’d like to join us for a game of cards… or something. Bella has arranged with Charlie to stay a few hours passed her normal curfew. She wishes to spend time with all of us tonight,” Edward told him. “It would do you good for a change to come in and join us.”

“No. Go on without me.”

“Jasper…” Edward started, getting ready to try and persuade the other a bit more firmly.

“I said no!” Jasper nearly barked this time. “I promised her, Edward! I promised her that if we were ever separated in this fashion, that I would watch the moon rise every night. And she promised that wherever she was, she would do the same. So at least we would know that we were both doing so together. And I’m going to keep doing it every night… until she returns.”

Edward sighed heavily, partly in loss of his sister, partly in worry for his brother… and partly because he hated being so helpless. Jasper had suddenly snapped out of his mindless grief with this unexplained faith that Alice was still alive, though he wouldn’t, or couldn’t, give any of the family a reasonable explanation for the anomalous conviction.

Edward walked up to stand directly behind Jasper, where he placed a hand on his shoulder.

“That may never happen, Jas,” he said, and he hated thinking it, let alone saying it out loud. But Jasper needed to start accepting that it might be fact… that it probably was the reality.

Otherwise, he was going to whither and die before their eyes.

Alice was gone, and there was nothing anyone could do to change that. Jasper was still here, and Edward was going to be damned if he would lose his brother too… even if it was to a broken heart.

Jasper was always the quiet strong one. Most times, Alice spoke for him as well as herself. Jasper had been human in a time where men where the strong silent type, rarely showing emotion or how they felt.

Edward was surprised when his brother reached up and covered his hand with one of his own. At first he thought his stoic brother meant to shake his hold off his shoulder, instead, Jasper padded Edward’s hand, as if Edward were the one who needed consoling.

“She’s alive, Edward,” Jasper told him with that strange conviction once more, while never taking his eyes off the moon. “If she were dead, I would know it without a doubt.”

“I want to believe that, Jas,” Edward said quietly. And he wanted to believe that more than anything, but he had been unable to touch his sister with his gift, and he tried reaching for her still several times a day. Alice simply wasn’t there anymore. Where she had once been, now was nothing but a dead silence.

“Then believe it,” Jasper replied quietly, breaking through Edward’s dour thoughts. “She’s just lost is all… and until she finds her way back. I will wait out here every night at moon rise just as I promised.”

Behind them, Edward heard the patio door slide open and Bella’s scent drifted to him almost immediately. He didn’t have to be able to read her thoughts to know Bella had come to see if she could help convince Jasper to join them.

“Very well, Jasper,” Edward gave in. “We’ll be inside if you change your mind. Don’t stay out too late.” He turned then to regard Bella, who had come over to join him, hands clenched together before her in a ever present sign of her nervous distress.

Edward slightly shook his head to tell her he’d had no luck with his brother. Bella’s pale pretty face turned sad at once, and Edward’s heart ached in response. She had been wearing that same look for much too long, he thought to himself, and he couldn’t help but worry for her well being as well.

She’d been hoping Jasper would relent tonight, and come inside with them. Bella had wanted to be around them all, especially Jasper, so she could feel closer to Alice.

Edward indicated with a nod of his head that they should go inside and leave his brother be.

Bella’s lips drew tight, and then she lightly shook her head, making her long hair wave and filling the air with her wonderful scent.

“I’d like to stay here for a few minutes with him if you don’t mind, and keep watch too,” she asked, letting Edward know she had overheard the conversation he’d just had with Jasper.

Edward turned back to his brother, who was still watching the night sky and appearing to be paying them no attention at all.

Edward knew she was asking for some time alone with his brother to share their common grief over Alice. Despite all the family’s attempts to reassure Bella, she still blamed herself for Alice’s loss.

Edward didn’t fear any longer that Jasper would harm Bella if left alone with her; on the contrary, Jasper had been bending over backwards since the unfortunate incident during her birthday party to prove that Bella was now perfectly safe with him. Even on that ill-fated night they had lost Alice, Jasper had taken personal charge of Bella while the rest of them fought off the Rogue attack to buy what they thought was safety for her. And because of that, no matter what anyone said or did, Bella would simply not stop placing the responsibility on herself for Jasper not being with Alice.

Bella on top of that self-guilt missed Alice so very terribly, like she would have a favorite sister that was suddenly gone.

Edward was helpless there also; as Bella literally cried herself to sleep every night in his arms over his lost little sister. He knew that Bella needed more than ever to feel close to Alice to help battle her grief, and that meant being close to Jasper when she could be.

“Don’t stay out too long,” he told his love. “You’re not wearing a coat… and you know how annoying Rosalie can be when she has to wait for a card game to start.”

That last was said lightly, meant to try and cheer Bella up a little bit.

“I won’t” Bella promised him with a weak smile. With the events of the last few weeks, Edward had taken to treating her as if she were more fragile than normal. She might have found that annoying at any other time, but she had to admit she’d been more of a train wreck lately than usual, so she really couldn’t blame him for being overly protective.

Edward nodded with her assurance, and went back inside without another glance.

Bella now knew why Jasper watched the moon every night, and she moved up beside him to silently stand watch with him also. Hoping that somewhere out there Alice was in fact doing the same thing, and could feel her now watching with Jasper also.

Despite her best intensions of keeping him silent company and not disturbing the blonde vampire, Bella felt one tear escape and make its slow way don’t one cheek. She irately brushed it away with her hand, and as soon as she did it was like a signal for several more to start a slow race down her cheeks.

Surprisingly, Jasper turned slightly to regard her, a nonjudgmental look on his handsome features.

“I miss her,” Bella said with a sniff, and then mentally kicked herself. She hadn’t wanted to weigh down Jasper with her own misery. She felt she’d done enough damage to him, and he had his own cruel burdens to bear without her selfishly adding her own.

“I know you do,” Jasper responded back in his quiet voice. She was surprised to feel his arm gently curl around her shoulders, and then his cool hand pat her arm in reassurance. The gesture touched Bella, and her eyes started to water more, and another sniff escaped her.

“I keep expecting to turn around and see her there chasing me down with some sort of expensive clothing I’d absolutely wouldn’t want to be caught dead in,” Bella went on to say. “And when I turn around, she’s not there and it hits me all over again. I wish I had never gone out that night, and then you would have been there to help protect her, instead of babysitting me. I wish you had just let them take me instead of splitting up…”

She was surprised when she felt a cool finger brushing her lips to silence her. It was there for only a split second and then gone, but she had ceased speaking as a result.

“They weren’t after you. You’re not to blame, sister,” Jasper then told her, his tone full of nothing but his sincere feelings. That broke open the floodgates that Bella was trying her all out best to hold back, and she started to freely sob.

Almost immediately, Jasper became nothing but a wet blur in her eyes.

The next thing she knew, Jasper had folded her in his arms just as gently as Edward would have, letting her cry on his shoulder. Banished forever now was that vampire who had lost control at her birthday party, Bella felt certain she was in the arms of a protector… of family! It tore a deeper hole in her heart to think that Alice would never shelter here again, and new sobs racked her.

Jasper stroked her hair and whispered reassurances. Telling her of his faith that Alice was merely just lost, and she would soon find her way back to them, if for no other reason than because she was the smartest and most cunning vampire Jasper had ever known in his long existence.

All the while, he named Bella – “sister”, and told her how cross Alice would have been if he’d allowed a younger family member to come to harm that tragic night. Surely Bella had to know that Alice would never have forgiven him if anything had happened to her? And that Jasper himself couldn’t have born to live with anything bad like that happening to Bella either.

Bella found herself at a lost for words on how much that alone meant to her. She wished she could tell Jasper just how much that lightened her soul, even if she still didn’t believe she deserve the pardon.

The only thing that came close to letting him know what she was feeling was when she called him brother in return.

She had an idea that Jasper understood how she felt, when he carefully hugged her a bit tighter and promised her everything would be all right.

At the card table in the Cullen house, listening to Rose complain at the delay with the game while Emmett snickered in amusement, Edward caught the feeling that centered on Bella through his bond with Jasper. His brother’s spirit had uplifted just a little bit. Bella had reached him and connected to share their grief, and there kindled a strong feeling of family and protectiveness coming from Jasper for his beloved Bells.

Both of them had taken a small step toward healing, which was a start.

A grave tragedy had struck the family, but they were growing closer as a result of it in many ways.

Edward just wished it hadn’t come at such a precious cost.