Chapter 03

Third Person's POV

Emmett knew he was in deep shit from the moment Jasper's influence left his wife and now as he sits on the bed in what should have been his and Jasper's hotel room with Rosalie before him looking just as pissed off as when they learned of Edward and Alice's betrayal to Jasper. Well, Emmett knew it was time to start begging.

"Okay, I know what you're going to say..." Emmett began before a glare from Rosalie silenced him.

"What. The. FUCK were you thinking?" Rosalie demanded.

Emmett shifted uncomfortably before answering.

"Getting some payback against Newton." He mumbled but Rosalie's vampire ears picked him perfectly.

"At the expense of my new best friend?" Rosalie questioned him darkly. "What...How could Jasper even have suffered a drunk's black out? He is a vampire! He should be immune to such things." Rosalie shot off in quick succession.

"To tell you the truth...I've no idea how that one happened. All I know is that everyone within a five block radiance got a dose of the good stuff that bourbon provides and well...you saw what happened." Emmett replied sheepishly.

"So, just to clarify." Rosalie began calmly, her eyes anything but, "you two idiots decided that to get back at Newton for his behaviour towards Bella yesterday. You were going to get him drunk through Jasper's power and then make him do a set of humiliating tasks, while recording them on your phone to then post on Youtube. Is that right so far?" Rosalie asked.

Emmett, sensing very dangerous waters, nodded.

"However, the two of you miscalculated the number a drunks that were in the immediate area and somehow managed to get not only Newton drunk but everyone else in a five block radius including myself, Carlisle, Esme, yourself, Jasper and Bella. How am I doing so far?" Rosalie demanded, her voice getting angrier and angrier.

"Actually Babe, you're pretty bang on the money." Emmett replied.

Rosalie closed her eyes and breathed deeply.

"You. IDIOTS!" She screeched as her eyes flew open again.

"Yeah, I thought you'd say that." Emmett muttered with a cringe and prepared for the ramblings that were sure to come now. Especially given that Carlisle and Esme were next door as a matter of fact Emmett was pretty surprised they hadn't joined in the yelling at Emmett game.

"Do you have ANY fucking idea what you've gone and done? God only knows what Bella may well have been tricked into doing!" Rosalie screeched as loud as she dared for fear that human ears would somehow get wind of what she was upset about.

Emmett had been on the verge of saying something but clearly thought better of it. Which was rather fortunate for him as his mate looked ready to rip him limb from limb. Just as Rosalie was starting to advance on him however, her cell phone rang, bringing her murderous approach to an end.

Glancing over to the bedside table, Rosalie threw a death glare at Emmett before stalking over to retrieve her phone.

"This isn't over!" She snapped before accepting the call. "Hello," Rosalie greeted cheerfully and Emmett found himself in awe at his mate's superb acting skills as he heard Bella's rather shaken voice.

"Bella! What's wrong?" Rosalie

"I...married...brother..." She cried into the phone.

"I'm sorry?" Rosalie replied, even vampires can have trouble hearing, but it wasn't long before she filled in the missing words. "YOU AND JASPER ARE MARRIED!" She screeched down the phone and turning to glare even more viciously at her mate and Emmett suddenly found himself in need of a prayer.

"I'm sorry, Bella. I'm not mad at you, try to take a deep breath and tell me where you are." Rosalie instructed more calmly than she clearly felt.

"I don't know where I am." Came Bella's reply, making Emmett gulp.

Rosalie took a deep breath to try and calm herself down.

"Okay, try not to panic, there will be something in the room with the name of the hotel on it." Rosalie informed her terrified friend. Emmett heard Bella's frantic reply before confirming that there was a note pad on the coffee table and proceeded to give the name of the hotel to Rosalie.

"I'm on my way and Bella, don't worry." Rosalie told her friend soothingly.

Once Rosalie hung up from Bella, Emmett knew that he would be incredibly lucky to come out of this with all his limbs attached.

"It's a motel." Rosalie stated darkly.

Emmett gulped.

"A motel?" He repeated confused.

"Yes, Emmett. After your brother used his gift to somehow trick my best friend into marrying him, he then proceeded to take her to cheap three star motel." Rosalie replied, her voice growing darker with every word.

Rosalie wasted no time with maintaining the human façade and simply darted around the room at vampire speed getting ready before shooting one last death glare at Emmett and walking out of the door at human speed. Texting Carlisle and Esme both on her way out of the door.

"I think I actually have motion sickness..." Emmett mumbled to himself before getting out of the bed and getting ready himself. Though he wasn't entirely sure if going after his mate was a good idea at the moment.

There had been very few times in Jasper's immortal life where he could say that he had absolutely no idea as to how he got to into a situation but the morning after pulling a prank on Mike Newton was was top of the list. Okay so a part of Jasper couldn't deny the thrill of excitement he felt at being married to his true mate after being duped in the past but the guilt was positively overwhelming. After returning from a quick hunt Jasper had found that Bella had locked herself in the bathroom of the motel and a note pad left on the floor.

Reaching the bathroom door Jasper placed his guilty head against and was about to ask his new bride if she was okay when he was hit with some series anger. Jasper closed his eyes and waited for the storm that was Rosalie Hale Cullen. Sure enough the door practically burst off it's hinges and had he been human, Jasper would have dropped dead of fright at the glare she was giving him.

"Move" Rosalie demanded in a hiss too low for human ears.

Jasper quickly and sheepishly moved away from the door. He wasn't about to get in Rosalie's way with this one, her emotions were already blood thirsty.

Rosalie approached the bathroom door and knocked on the door gently.

"Bella, can you open the door please." Rosalie asked softly.

Without saying a word Bella opened the bathroom and Rosalie slipped into the room leaving Emmett and Jasper to look at each other. Both of them knew that Rosalie would do something worse than kill them as soon as she got Bella calm.

"I don't know what happened, Rosalie. One minute I was drinking a diet soda and the next I'm waking up in a strange bed wearing a wedding ring! The only saving grace is that I was wearing clothes..." Bella whispered to Rosalie, unaware that she was talking to a vampire with two vampires in the next room, before bursting into tears.

Jasper and Emmett felt sick to their stomachs.

"You two better say goodbye to your nuts because I'm going to take bricks to the pair of you before setting them on fire." Rosalie hissed at vampire speed from the bathroom.

Emmett turned to look at Jasper with a look that clearly said he wanted to flee as fast as possible.

"Think we can get on the next shuttle to Mars?" Emmett asked his brother.

"I don't think that will be far enough." Jasper replied. "Fuck..." Jasper suddenly whispered his eyes wide.

"What?" Emmett asked, terrified about what the answer might be.

"We're going to have tell Esme and Carlisle, not to mention Chief Swan..." Jasper suddenly squeaked out.

Emmett's eyes went wide.

"Jasper...can't you just tell her that the two of you were victims of a cruel joke? I'm too pretty to be target practice for the Chief of police." Emmett whispered. It had seemed like such a good idea at the time. Now, Emmett was thinking it might be time to get his brain examined.

Jasper's POV

Isabella and Rosalie had now been in the bathroom for the better part of an hour and luckily Isabella was finally starting to calm down. There were two downsides to this though, as now Isabella was starting to become angry and with that anger also meant that Rosalie would now be able to turn Emmett and I both into eunuchs. Something I wasn't looking forward to. To think I had been on the verge of crying in relief as Rosalie and Emmett showed up.

Naturally as Emmett and I waited for Rosalie to work her own particular brand of magic on Isabella, Emmett inevitably began to see the funny side of this.

"So...I'm guessing the blushing bride is actually the royally pissed bride," Emmett said, his amusement threatening to burst in to a laugh. A growl came from my chest and Emmett instantly raised his hands in defence. Before I could say anything however I heard Isabella's angry voice.

"Right now I am itching to kill either him or whatever dick spiked my soda! The only thing that is stopping me from killing Jasper is that he is your brother," Isabella spat out and sounded very much like an angry kitten. Yep. She Was Pissed.

Emmett looked at me, he was scared himself now. We both knew what would happen if Rosalie found out that last night had been his idea. It would be a very, very, long time before he got any alonetime with Rosalie again. Not that I'd mind actually, then again, once the ban was lifted I would have to book a seat on the next flight to Japan to avoid the lust. On the other hand, it may be best if I went and asked NASA if they were in the market for some volunteers to build cities on the moon.

What Isabella said next though, had made me fully aware that my sister would be looking at Emmett and I for an answer.

"Rose, I don't understand what happened. I was perfectly fine until I came back from the rest room and then it was like I ran head long into a brick wall. I don't even have a hangover. It's like my drink wasn't even spiked apart from the blanks in my memory." Her voice was going back and forth between certainty and uncertainty.

I knew without doubt that Rosalie had figured out the truth when her anger suddenly shot through the roof. Crap!. Emmett looked down and stared at his lap. "Well, I hope you enjoyed last night big man because it will be a long time before we get that fun again," Emmett said to his lap, or rather his dick.

"Don't worry Bella. We'll find out exactlywhat happened. Just take comfort in that Jasper would never dare take advantage of you. I'd kill him if he so much as jokingly thought of it," Rosalie replied with venom dripping in her voice.

I looked to Emmett and saw the fear I was registering from him.

"You just take a nice hot shower, and I'll get some breakfast for you," Rosalie finished in a soothing voice before stepping out of the bathroom. Now, although Isabella heard a calm voice, I was feeling Rosalie's rage.

Before Rose closed the bathroom door I heard Isabella's beautiful voice again. "Thanks Rose. I was worried you'd be upset with me," Isabella said in a small voice. There it was, that shy persona Rosalie had told me about. There was understanding coming from Rosalie. Who is she? ... and what has she done with my twin?

"No, I'm not upset with youBella. Go and enjoy you're shower," Rosalie replied softly. No-one missed the emphasis she placed on the word you.

The door to the bathroom opened and closed, and the sound of the shower started. Rosalie suddenly appeared in the doorway, a very cold, calculating, look on her face. I wonder if I will have the time to engrave a tombstone.

"Anything else you want to tell me?" Rosalie's voice was harsh, yet calm.

Well, no time to engrave a headstone after all. I won't even have time to say a simple prayer. Going by the look on Emmett's face he was thinking along the same lines as me.

"Well...you see...the thing is, Rosie Baby, I may have forgotten to mention that it wasn't by complete accident that Jasper lost control of his power. You see I asked Jasper to use his empathic ability to make me feel drunk just as Bella was walking past..." Emmett's rush at getting the words out would have baffled a human.

Rosalie and I however heard it loud and clear. Her eyes sparked dangerously and I knew that if my sister was a dragon flames would have shot out of her nose. Rosalie turned her attention to me. "And here I was thinking that you were the more mature one between the two of you. Now explain to me what the hell you were thinking. Why didn't you stop it?" she wasn't exactly tearing me up completely. I didn't know if this was a good thing or not.

A knock on the front door stopped me from answering, I knew it was Carlisle and Esme, the lack of a heartbeat is a dead giveaway. Emmett instantly jumped to his feet to answer, coward. Neither Rosalie nor myself uttered a word until Carlisle and Esme entered, confusion being the dominate emotion.

"I see the so called chaperones have finally decided to make their presence known. Where were you two?" It revealed exactly how angry Rosalie was, that she was scolding our parents.

They shuffled a little before responding, "Why, what happened?" Carlisle's calming voice would normally help the situation. Not this time though.

"You want to know what happened Carlisle! It seems that Emmett and Jasper decided to have a little fun, with my twin's gift. As a result this idiot is now married to my best friend!" Rosalie's eyes were still flaring as she spoke.

The sudden tension could not be cut, even with a Japanese sword. Glancing to Carlisle and Esme I found them looking at me with shock, along with a look as if hoping I'd deny it but I just nodded.

"While Carlisle and Esme process this, I'm going to the local diner to get Bella some breakfast. My slaughtering the pair of you can wait until we return to Forks." Rosalie hissed. "Try not to scare Bella more than she already is." Rose added as she walked past Carlisle and Esme.

The second the door closed Esme erupted.

"WHAT!" Esme screeched.

Yes, screeched, now I have to say when you hear anyone screech it's painful on the ears. As a vampire on the other hand, I think I may have just gone deaf.

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING? WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD ALLOW TWO UNDERAGED TEENAGERS GET MARRIED IN THE FIRST PLACE!" Esme continued to yell.

I think my ears might actually be bleeding right now but when Esme's words registered past the pain in my ears, I swallowed.

"Well ... you see...I might have used my power to persuade them to overlook that detail," I half mumbled, half blurted, wanting the next stage to be over and done with quickly.

It was actually a toss-up as to who looked more ready to kill me first Esme or Rosalie as I knew my sister would still be in ear shot. Emmett and Carlisle both looked at me in shock. Before Esme could lunge for me or Rosalie to destroy the motel in an attempt to get to me, we were interrupted by the sound of the bathroom door opening. I leapt to my feet looking towards the door. Isabella stepped out, her powerful intoxicating scent of flowers hitting us all hard.

However, I found it intriguing that despite her powerfully sweet aroma I'm not even tempted. What the hell is going on here? Everything is so confusing to me right now and that hasn't happened in a very long time. How could I not notice her scent sooner? Or did I register it on some sub-conscious level and am just starting to notice it now? Where in the hell is Peter when I need him? My phone vibrated in my pocket, digging it out I found that I have a text from the man himself. Speak of the Devil. Flipping it open I read his text.

Don't over think it Major, just do as Carlisle suggested and allow fate to lead you both.

Trust me. I'm looking forward to meeting Mrs. Whitlock soon.

Peter.

At the feeling of uncertainty, nerves and unease, I look up to find that Isabella's eyes are on the room at large. Only knowing Rosalie enough to consider her a friend, and at this moment Rosalie was off collecting Bella some breakfast. This caused a very awkward silence to fall on the motel room. An awkward silence that could only be broken by Emmett

BELLA-BOO! Welcome to the family." Emmett's booming voice makes Isabella jump a little.

"Oops. Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. About damn time I had a baby sister. Do you like video games?" What? Did he just...

"Of course I like video games, who doesn't?" Her sweet voice once again sucks me in.

I've GOT to get a hold of this. What is this power that she has over me? Once again my phone announces another text, looking down I expect it to be Peter. But it isn't, it's from Eddie boy. Reluctantly I find out what the treacherous, spineless, coward has to say.

WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE!

Do you have any idea what this is going to bring on us?

Deal with that pathetic human now before the Volturi find out about this.

We'll be there soon to save the day again. TRY not to drain her dry.

Edward.

I stood there frozen, apart from one thing running through my mind. MINE! Glancing up to Isabella I realised three things, first I'm completely in love with her...but I'm fast realising that this woman before me, in her fluffy white bathrobe, is my actual mate.

Second, I haveto tell Isabella what I am and pray she accepts me. Hell, I'll settle for a friend thing right now if I haven't completely screwed up.

Lastly, anyone who daresthreatens her life will suffer the consequences and there won't be any stopping me until every last threat is destroyed.

Somehow, and I think Isabella's presence had something to do with it; I managed to speak to Carlisle calmly, "Uncle Carlisle, can I talk to you for a second? Privately." My voice was level enough but I knew that the attitude I always had, when serving under Maria, was finding its way into my voice.

I take this brief chance to assess Isabella's feelings. She's curious and concerned.

"Of course, tell you what, why don't we leave your Aunt Esme to help Bella finish getting ready." Carlisle said in a calm soothing tone but as he looked at Emmett and I it clearly said 'don't you dare argue with me' and considering Rosalie has probably already picked out the burial site for my nuts I wasn't about to risk it. Carlisle may have spent his entire vampire life munching on animals but I've always gotten the sense that he could be a real dangerous mother if pushed.

I wanted more than anything to kiss Isabella's cheek before leaving but that would have been disastrous. So I headed towards the door and waited for Carlisle and Emmett. It didn't take them long to join me. Closing the door behind him Carlisle turned to find me shaking with suppressed rage.

"What is it?" concern was radiating from both of them and I could feel it in the room, where the woman I have just made my wife, resides. Isabella's being the most powerful.

Unable to speak, I showed them the text. Emmett's rage almost crippled me when added to my own. Carlisle was also angry but his concern was stronger.

"I am afraid that they may be serious," his grave voice got my back up.

"Are you telling me to" my deadly calm demeanour was fading. Fast. Carlisle cut me off.

"No! I would never suggest such a thing. You're going to have to tell her Jasper. I'm afraid that they will do something regardless. At least if Isabella knows the truth...she is somewhat prepared." Carlisle's voice was turning from grave to annoyed, his concern and anger battling each other.

Emmett was just shaking. Carlisle saw this too, and took action. "Let's take this somewhere much more private," Carlisle took Emmett by the upper arm to help him regain his control. My power seemed to be useless on Emmett at the moment. However I know better, through experience, not to attempt to calm him when he is this angry.

Five minutes later the three of us are in the nearest forest and Emmett is doing some exterior decorating. Me, I took my rage out on a couple of animals, wanting to feed to ensure Isabella is as safe as possible when around me. Now that most of my anger has been released, in a rather violent manner, I became more and more attuned to the pulling sensation in my chest.

Pulling me back towards Isabella.

"EMMETT! Enough! Before you tear up so many that you attract human attention" Carlisle yelled. That's a new one. Emmett stopped but he was still angry.

"There are some bears in a cave ten miles west that you could rough up," I had purposefully left the bears alone knowing that only a bear would do the job getting Emmett to release his anger. With that he shot off with the intent to kill. Carlisle and I looked to each other sensing that this was going to take a while.

Something had just come to mind, "Carlisle, where wereyou and Esme last night?" My question made him freeze.

Oh God. What the hell did these two do?

"Well...we...kind of got caught up in something." Carlisle's embarrassment levels were so high that I dare say if it were possible he'd be beetroot red.

Dear lord, Carlisle and Esme had acted more like teenagers than Isabella and I last night. At least we didn't do anything that those two, Emmett and Rosalie, would have.

"Nice chaperoning there Carlisle, I'm sure Chief Swan will appreciate the watchful concern you have for his daughter. Not to mention Rosalie will probably make you both suffer for a while." For the first time since last night I was laughing.

"I'm not the one who made his daughter feel drunk off her ass and married her last night and as for Rosalie...I'll buy her a new car and prayer it cools her down enough to spare you and Emmett from having your balls ripped off." Carlisle's smirked back at me and damn it to hell if he wasn't right. I didn't see a new car calming Rosalie down by any stretch.

"You haven't felt how pissed off Rose is," I told him.

CRAP! If this was the 1800's I would have been strung up by the neck for this. Good thing I can't die anymore...unless Chief Swan has a flame thrower in the house. A snapping twig had me spinning around and dropping into a crouch ready to strike. However the snapping twig was caused by Emmett.

"Ease up man, it's just me. Though does someone want to tell me, what the hell are we going to do about those two?" Emmett snarled out the question, as a fierce need to protect his little sister came out.

"Good question. I think any chance of reasoning with them is not on the table." Reasoning with them? Wait. Carlisle just said that wasn't an option. Interesting.

"So what then? They've made their views on Bella-Boo clear and I'm sure she's had visions of Bella from the get go here."

Alice's visions. Emmett had a point. If they saw Isabella as...No, I can't even think that way about her.

Visions...how do we buy time? If the Volturi learn of this, before Isabella has been told of vampires and offered the choice, they won't hesitate to kill her. They don't want me to be happy. It was a simple as that. Perhaps I do not deserve to be happy after everything that I did when I served with Maria. For the third time this morning my phone vibrated. Looking at the ID I find that it is from Peter. Flipping it open I read, I am getting the sense that I am not going to like this. Great! Peter's Yoda shit is rubbing off on me.

Charlotte and I are on our way. We'll be in Forks two hours after you get back.

Your hunch is right. Mental 1 and Mental 2 are up to no good, that's all I'm getting at the moment.

Keep an eye out till we meet in Forks.

Peter.

"One of them?" Emmett's snarl breaks through my musings.

"No, Peter, seems our hunch is right. Those two are up to no good. Peter and Charlotte are on their way to Forks right now. They'll be there two hours after we get back from this school trip." If anything I think I am even more stressed out right now.

I still need to talk to Isabella about last night and see what she wishes to do...I wonder if she'll consider the two of us staying married for a little while. Not that my hopes are high.

"We need to get back before we're missed." Carlisle was right, we couldn't hang around here much longer now without arousing suspicions.

It took the three of us all but ten minutes to meet up with the girls back at the motel room. I saw that Isabella looked and felt more relaxed than when I left. I also spot shopping bags, seems Isabella has been given new clothes to go with her breakfast. Boy did she look beautiful wearing a knee length denim blue skirt, ballet flats and a white vest top, with a long-sleeve sheer top over it.

"Perfect timing, we were just about to go to the local cafe if you three would like to join us." Esme told us in greeting.

The three of us nodded and, bags included, we headed off.

As we took our seats I notice Newton glaring at me. He really is stupid. I was hit with jealousy from Newton and the gossip queens, Jessica Stanley and Lauren Mallory. I feel anger coming from Rosalie, she really loathed those two particular humans. I was about to ask when I heard Mallory and Stanley talking, fortunately it's too low for Isabella to hear.

"Can you believe that sheis sitting with the Cullens? What is so special about Bella Swan? She isn't even pretty." Mallory's words enraged me just as effectively as the text I received from that arrogant mind reading prick I once called my brother.

How could anyone deem Isabella as anything less than beautiful? But then as I search their emotions...there is nothing more than jealousy and anger towards Isabella. Jealousy for her beauty most likely; and achieving something they believed to be impossible, befriending a Cullen. They'll more than likely spontaneously combust if they learn that Isabella and I pulled a typical Vegas stunt last night. Speaking of that, the doorman had been feeling sickening lust towards her throughout the ceremony. I had to get Isabella and myself away from these poisonous girls before they say something loud enough to upset her.

"Isabella?" My southern drawl seeps through as Isabella turns to look at me, "Do you want to take a walk with me?" I found myself mentally screaming and praying for her to say yes.

A small smile comes to her lips, as nerves set in. What is she nervous about? "Yes I would" A blush comes to her cheeks as she says this. Adorable.

The two of us stand, being the gentleman that my human parents and my place in history raised me to be, I offer my arm, which Isabella accepts. Mentally there is a giant party being thrown at this simple act on both our parts. Receiving looks of pure shock from everyone in the café from Forks, that Isabella and I head off for our walk. For the first time since before I enlisted to serve in the civil war, I would swear that my insides were filled with butterflies. Another perk of being a vampire - you can't unintentionally throw up due to nerves.