Esme's new moon (another of my fics): If there's anybody here who has read Esme's new moon, this is the reason why it has not been updated. But don't worry- once I get feedback for this, I'll start work on the next chapter of Esme's new moon! ^_^

Escapade (this): I didn't even like this pairing to begin with, but I decided to read one when the description caught my eye. If you don't like this non-cannon pairing, don't complain, and if you do, please enjoy!

Disclaimer: As much as I wish I was in Stephanie's place, twilight won't let me be! :'(

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As far as I'd known then, it was to be a normal, but delightful day with my extended family, (one member my fiancé) the Cullens. I pulled into the driveway, unable to mask the wide grin on my face at the thought of Edward's embrace. Alice, my best friend, and fiancé's sister charged towards me at vampire speed and hugged me with as much force as my human body could withstand. I eyed her suspiciously.

"You're looking….Peppier than usual today…." I joked.

She laughed and said, in a tone that made me wonder what juicy gossip she had ready for me, not that she was that kind of girl. "Yeah, well, I-"She broke off abruptly as Edward came down the stairs and lead me to the sofa. He whispered in my ear "I'll be right back." His tone of voice startled me. He purred almost seductively, supposedly higher in spirits, just as Alice was. They seemed strangely…. pleased.

"Okay, hurry back…"

I'd been waiting for a while now, as my eyes regarded ornaments and props absent-mindedly, looking to see where my family were. Esme was in the kitchen, and bless her, making me lunch with her new cookbook. Carlisle was down at the hospital, and Rosalie and Emmett were sharing cards out for a game. I hadn't seen Jasper today…. Maybe he went to hunt, but, Alice was gone too…That's strange…

I stood, receiving minor glances from Rose and Emmett, but carrying on regardless up the stairs. I called their names several times, getting no reply. I skimmed past most of the rooms, as they had no relevance to me. I called out for them, receiving no call in response. Edward's door was Empty, so I went to Alice's. It was closed, and she always left it open. W-why would she lock it? I heard a quiet moan and a growl from behind the door and, fearing for their safety, after knocking, plunged in. My healthy heart mangled at the sight, and a disturbing wave of nausea came over me. It was a mental battle for me not to collapse right then and there.

"Oh….My…God!" I shook my head, seeing things I would have rather my human eyes never be exposed to behind my eyelids, fresh, crippling memories of my Edward, and my best friend Alice…making a mockery of me with their actions. Neither of them cared for me…I choked back a sob, backing against the wall behind me, sliding to sit down. My legs had lost the battle, and my subconscious was losing round two… With my shrill sob of distress, the family came to investigate, catching me on the ground, holding my stomach in place from the ever growing queasiness. Their noticed my forceful reluctance not to look ahead of me, and Edward and Alice were caught in the act for a second time.

"What have you done…?" Esme whispered, kneeling to hug me, the first act of kindness since the current ordeal. I did not respond, however. I blinked, and when I reopened my stinging eyes, they had become dilated with recognition. Jasper stood where I had only minutes ago, only the scene was not almost as terrible as it had been at my witness. Had I reacted similarly? He glanced at me before pivoting to glare at Edward with an inferno of raging passion in his butterscotch eyes. Behind the ferocity, I saw delicate crestfallen Jasper that craved to mourn and wallow in pain, unfortunately, that was the dominant side of me. Thinking of myself in this way changed that dominance, as I fought my way back up to the front at Jasper's side. They were now fully clothed and sitting with fake guilt on his bed. Good, they should look guilty… I thought bitterly. I was completely oblivious to Edward's presence and refused to meet his gaze, piercing Alice's stare with a menacing glare that could put a grizzly bear to shame. Through my seething anger, I noticed I was hyperventilating, and struggling to free my engagement ring from my finger, so I could fling it at them in full force.

"You…Touched me…Like you cared….Like you gave a damn about what I felt. You insisted on taking me shopping and told me lies…." I stopped and swallowed, managing to free my ring from the sweaty lubricant on my hand. "I've never been one for hostility, or violence for that matter, but t-this is repulsive! You're both disgusting!" I flung the ring with all my might, managing to get it to smash through my window and gone for good for all I cared. I didn't care who it had belonged to, or how valuable it was. Obviously its main purpose had already been perverted with injustice, and the bonds of marriage had been weakened and broken before they'd had the chance to finish the bind, so why the hell would I care…? Why, when I felt contentment, did it all have to be ripped away from me? What did I do? I screamed a war cry and punched a wall in my fury, as every member stared at me in shock…I never had been violent, and I looked at my hands and began to sob. Just as I prepared to leave the dreadful place that would always give me dreadful memories, a firm and soft hand reached out from my arm, bringing me towards them. I looked up from their embrace, and found my throat swelled when I saw how broken Jasper looked. Seeing his ache brought on a whole new round of tears for both of us, as we sobbed to each other, full sadness erupted. I wondered if they all looked sad willingly or Jasper's empathy was making them this way.

Rose clutched on to Emmett for dear life, and Esme quietly sobbed into Carlisle's shoulder. I couldn't bring myself to look at the last…Pair, so I didn't, letting Jasper lead me to his car in the garage with not one question as tears began to match the broken sound of the sobs that came from my chest, like thunder and lightning. As he sat me down in the car like the southern gentleman he was, he worked to hush my cries… I gave him a thankful glance through my film of tears. As the car purred to life, he drove out swiftly, comforting me more with the soft humming and vibration of the machine. Condensation hugged at the windows, and I stared as drops of water raced down the sides in twos, yet again reminding me of something I didn't want to remember. He took a deep breath, before steadying himself and breaking the heavy atmospheric silence with his empathic bass voice.

"Where do you want to go?" I realised I'd been slightly tense, and melted into the folds of the chair, and embracing the vibration to its full. To my dismay, when I closed my eyes I kept re-running tonight's disgusting events through my eyelids like an old fashioned film role. And sat up, realising I didn't want to go home to an empty house, but didn't want to be around people who tried to console me with pity like I was weak. I didn't need to be looked-down-at at the moment.

"Wherever. Just not home. I don't want to be alone, but I can't stand to be bombarded with…pity, at the moment." I spat the word out. All people ever did to me these days was pity me. But that was not what I wanted. I was capable of healing from this. Or so it seemed in the quiet comfort of the empath Jasper, but it would take some time. And pity would not help me. He turned the car around and sped up when he assumed my attention was otherwise occupied, to a beautiful place unlike any I had ever known before. When I emerged from the vehicle, a gentle hitch of breath entered my lungs as I admired Jasper's hiding place. We were in a clearing, covered in wildflowers and trees around its perimeter, and for the first time in forks, I could see the black night above, luminated gently with the mesmerising glow of the stars so far out of reach, and its brother the moon, in its full size above us. Its craters were protruding distinctively, adding depth and detail unlike any other sight I had ever seen.

I looked at Jasper, my eyes still wide with excitement and awe, momentarily forgetting the other events of that day and noticing his battle scars to be more evident in the folds of darkness and light in his features, just like the moon. My hazed gaze followed him as he propped himself up against a tree on the opposite side of the clearing, obscuring parts of his face from me in the darkness. This thought upset me, as I sat down beside me, settling. I wasn't worried about moving anytime soon. I was content with Jasper there, and I had faith in him that he could chase away anything that could harm me. Meaning 'mythical creatures.' Well, after the things I'd seen, a human couldn't exactly frighten me. I re-cast my gaze to Jasper, who if I didn't know any better, would have appeared to be in a dreamless, comfortable sleep, with his eyelids pulled lazily over his eyes, obscuring the beautiful shade of gold I received when he looked at me. This silence was comfortable, and made me think of how he had calmed and comforted me, when nobody else would. That was the closest physical contact I've ever had with Jasper, and it may just have been me, panicked in my needy un-observance, but he didn't seemed bothered to return the expression of comfort. If there was anybody I would turn to, it was Jasper, as he experienced what I felt, not only from his own experience, but from his empathy.

"Jasper…?" his head jerked up in one swift movement that I just managed to catch with my human eyes.

"Yes, Bella?" I Hesitated. I didn't wish to offend him, and- My breath stopped short. I could help but notice how his golden eyes sparkled undeniably with specks of silver from reflection of the moon.

"What-"I paused thoughtfully, trying my best to keep my spiralling emotions at bay for Jasper. "-Hurts you the most?"

He procrastinated, avoiding eye contact with me as I waited patiently. I didn't want to rush him; he could have as much time as he needed.

"Trust." He murmured. "She brought me to this life, and we've been married for so long, and then…" He didn't need to finish. I'd witnessed that grave incident that had the potential to change the Cullens for good. Nothing would ever be the same again. This silence was not so much a brooding silence, but a comfortable one, not quite content, but…an understanding one.

"What about you, Bella?" He asked gently. I met his gaze without hesitation, deciding I would share with him, what he had shared with me.

"Despite everything, despite the fact he left me before…I still forgave him." He sent comforting waves to me, leaving a hand on my shoulder. I sighed, laughing quietly without humour. There was nothing remotely amusing about the situation. "I guess I need to learn who to trust, right? Because I don't seemed to know." I tried to lighten the mood, but my laugh was less than half-hearted… Quarter-hearted? I sighed, seeing him frown in the shadows of comfortable darkness. He could see me clearly, making me blush, realising we were close. I remembered suddenly what I had wanted to ask him earlier.

"Jasper?"

"Yes?" He answered expectantly, almost as if he expected me to tell him to serve me.

"Did my blood not bother you earlier?" His granite face twisted in confusion, so I elaborated patiently, blushing lightly as I said it, but confidently at the nonetheless. "You hugged me."

He observed me thoughtfully, eying the loose curl of hair that had escaped my ear as I made myself uncomfortable.

"No, at the time-No, it didn't."

"Does it bother you now?" I subconsciously leaned closer, and wondered if he realised how many inches apart we were. I leaned back as I waited for his reply.

"No." That fact seemed to delight him, as I could hear the smile in his voice, although I couldn't see it, as I had closed my eyes, much in the fashion of how Jasper had earlier.

"Um, would you mind—"My blush came more pronounced as I watched Jasper shyly. "—if I put my head on your shoulder?" I grimaced internally, wishing I could take what I said back. Of course he would mind! He deliberated for a few seconds, before finally answering me.

"…No." I smiled timidly, feeling a wave of lethargy washing over me, and knowing it was his little way of saying 'Shut up and sleep' and that he cared. Finding comfort in my newly found friend, I snuggled up closer to him, and let him lead my tiredness into the further depths of my subconscious.

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