Disclaimer: well, for the last time this story: this is not mine, the wonderful and tlented Mrs S. Meyer owns it all...

ok. wow. the last chapter of this story. i hav been writting this story since well before i got an account on here, so its a bit weird to see it ending. but i cant really write a decent AN without giving the end away. so, enjoy it!

APOV

I was in the shower. The hot water running down my body and relaxing me. It had been one year since Jasper had stopped cutting himself. Since then we had been a happy couple. Admittedly, he had a bad habit of punching walls when he was frustrated, but I'd take that over hacking at his own arm with a knife any day.

Suddenly the door opened and Jasper came in. My eyes went wide.

"What the hell are you doing!?"

He started mumbling something, I think he was talking to me, but I was more concerned with the fact that I was in the shower and he was in the room, and it's a good thing the glass was seriously fogged up.

"…so I was wondering…if…you'd marry me...?"

I can't believe this is happening! I'm in the shower for goodness sake! What does he think he is doing?!

"What?" I mouthed.

"I said I want you to marry me…" he half whispered.

"I'm in the shower! Get out!" I screeched.

"Oh my god, Ali, I - "

"Get Out!" I screeched again.

I think I may have really hurt is feelings, but, come on; I was in the shower for heavens sake! I couldn't believe it; the stupid guy had decided that while I was in the shower was a good time to propose to me! What was wrong with him? What happened to the old fashioned proposal where both people were dressed!

He shuffled out of the bathroom. Oh my god. He just asked me to marry him.

He is my boyfriend. I guess I do want this… sort of… Jasper had had a lot of problems in the past year. With his adoptive family, and some other… insecurities I guess you could say.

I shoved my pajama's on and went to find him, it wasn't that hard. There was soft music coming from his room. As I started walking towards the door the music stopped and there was a noise like a plug had just been wrenched free of the wall with unnecessary force and then one of his most choice swear words as he fell over something.. Another few steps and I could hear him cursing under his breath, I caught every second word or so "… so stupid… course…doesn't love me that much… stuffed up… HOLY SHIT!" At those last words he'd noticed I was leaning on his door frame. He was alive, I surveyed his arms, no new cuts, no blood everywhere. He was ok. But his room wasn't, it was in shambles, a half packed suitcase on the bed. I raised my eyebrows at him.

"I'm sorry, really sorry; I didn't think,' the words just kept tumbling out of his mouth, as if he couldn't get them out fast enough. I shook my head. 'I'm really sorry, I'll go, I'm sure there'll be a motel with a free room somewhere close," he just wouldn't shut up. Originally I had planned to let him go on for a while, but he had suffered enough. I walked up to him and covered his lips with mine, as intended he shut up right away. I pulled away, though, before he could react. I put my lips to his ear and whispered that one little word,

"Yes."

He wrapped his arms around my waist and gave me a huge bear hug before kissing me full on the lips. He picked me up and swung me around in a circle, had he always been so strong? When my feet were once again firmly planted on the ground he brushed my hair away from my ear and said, predictably, "I love you." I knew I was doing the right thing by me. I loved him, and I had always known that.

He picked me up again and sat me down on the bed, "Stay right there," he said. He opened the suitcase he had thrown on the floor to make room for me and after a few seconds of digging he located a little black box.

"Oh no," I said quietly "there was no need for that."

"I had to; I wanted to get it. Mary Alice Brandon Cullen, would you do me the greatest honor of being my wife? I promise not to be an idiot, to fix those holes in the walls, and to love you forever." How could I say no?

He sat down next to me on the bed and opened the small box, sparkling against the black velvet was a ring. Two small diamonds on either side of a slightly larger one, on a shiny silver band, it was beautiful, and I told him so. He took my left hand and slid it onto my fourth finger.

I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him with all the strength I had, and we fell backwards onto the bed. Jasper started to run his hands up and down my sides. I laughed against his mouth. "Jazzy, come on, get off me." I heard him groan, but he pushed himself off of me and rolled over, I went to get up but he grabbed my waist "Jazzy!" I squealed.

"What?" He asked, innocently, "I'm allowed to hold my fiancé."

He pulled me against his chest and I pulled his right arm out to look at it. I traced the lines across his wrist. I moved higher, up his forarm. "A…"

"Is for an amazing person." He said.

"L…" I said, tracing the letter cut into his skin.

"Is for loving me when no one else did."

"I…"

"Is for completely individual."

"C…"

"Is for caring for me when I need it."

"E…"

"Is for freakishly enthusiastic." He laughed at me.

"It's corny, but oh well." I said to him.

"Yep, and there's nothing like having your fiancée's name carved into your arm." He used the tip of his fingers to trace the outline of my face, my eyes, my nose, my lips. Eventually I fell asleep, listening to his heart, as I always did.

I awoke, dazed and disorientated, but comfortable against Jaspers side. I rolled over to see him starting at me with his big blue eyes.

"I'm sorry if I woke you." He whispered in my ear.

"Go back to sleep." I told him. He obliged and closed his eyes. After a few minutes his breathing slowed and his grip on my waist slackened. I rolled out, or off of, the bed and looked at him, his blond hair was messy, and he was spread out on the bed, the only part of the bed not taken up by him was a small space where I had been lying only seconds before. I smiled down at him, he was adorable.

I went into the bathroom and got into the shower. I stayed there for longer than I should, relishing in the feeling of the soothing hot water. Eventually I got out and threw on some old clothes and went back into Jaspers bedroom.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to me. I watched the muscles in his arms flex as he stretched. He wasn't really too self conscious about the scars on his back anymore, so he was ok to go without a shirt for a while, all the more fun for me.

I climbed onto the bed and crawled across to him, where I sat up on my knees next to him. He pretended not to notice me for a minute before pulling me into his lap and snaking his arms around my waist.

"You're so tiny!" He chuckled.

"Huh." I pushed my lower lip out into a pout. He laughed, and leaned down and buried his face in the crook of my neck.

Suddenly he wrapped his arms tighter around my waist and fell backwards onto the bed pulling me with him. I lay sprawled on top of him as his hands crept under my shirt and began to draw patterns on my bare skin. I giggled, and he remembered that I was ticklish. He flipped us over and continued to tickle me with one hand while successfully keeping me pinned between him and the bed with the other.

"Please… stop! Please… Jasper… stop!" I gasped out between peals of laughter.

He let out a short, low laugh, "Nah, I like hearing you beg…" He said with a smirk.

"Please… Jasper!" I gasped.

"Ok, ok. Get up, my little pixie." He rolled off me and lay on his back beside me; I poked my tongue out at him before jumping up and leaving him there.

"Oi! Just where do you think your going!?"

I just raised an eyebrow at him and walked out, swaying my hips for effect. I heard the bed springs creak as he followed me into the kitchen.

I began to make breakfast, and he followed me around the kitchen too, watching everything I did with his keen eyes. It was as if he found my making breakfast fascinating.

"Stop following me around and get your own breakfast!" I rapped him on the back of the head with the bag of bread I was holding.

"Why are we in such a hurry?" He asked. I decided not to answer him; it would make him move faster. So I grabbed my toast and the phone and skipped into my room and locked the door, hopefully that would keep him out. Of course he would be able to pick the lock, but still.

I found my phone and called home. Esme was going to be ecstatic.

"Cullen's." Carlisle answered.

"Carlisle, its Alice, get Esme on the other line, I need to tell you both something!" I said.

"Hey sweetie." Esme said.

"Guess what! Jasper asked me to marry him!" I heard Esme screech on the line.

"Sweetie! That's fantastic! You and Jasper must come over for lunch! I can't wait to see you! My little girl all grown up! Call your brother's and Bella too and tell them our place for lunch to celebrate!" Esme stopped to draw breath, and Carlisle started.

"Alice, that wonderful. Congratulations. I'm so happy for you both. And I can't wait to see the both of you this afternoon, about one o'clock?" He said.

"Ok, see you both real soon." I said.

"Talk very soon baby." Esme said, and I hung up. Now to call Bella.

I hung up then dialed Bella's number and waited for her to pick up the phone. She picked it up on the fourth ring.

"Hello?" Now that wasn't the voice I had been expecting.

"Edward, get me Bella on the phone now!" I demanded.

"Oh.. erm… Hello Alice… I'll get her." "Bella!" I heard him call, "it's Alice and she's demanding to speak to you." I heard Bella groan.

"Tell Alice I'm not here, I'm in the shower… or something!"

"Isabella Marie Swan I hear your voice and you will get on this phone now or I will take you on an extended shopping trip on your birthday!" I screeched into the receiver. For whatever reason Bella's unusual dislike of shopping got her on the phone in under two seconds flat.

"Ok, ok, I'm here now, what is it you wanted to say?" I could almost see her sitting on the stool by her phone with her fingers crossed praying that I wasn't about to make her come shopping.

"Bella, you can uncross those fingers. I have something more important to tell you than when our next shopping trip is!"

"Wow, if it's more important than shopping then I'd better listen!" She giggled.

"Jasper asked me to marry him!" I squealed.

Bella squealed into the phone. "Oh My God! That's fan-tas-tic! We have to go out to celebrate! You need to call Rose and Emmett; they will want to come too."

"Perfect Bella, I'll meet you at the Carlisle and Esme's at lunchtime ok? You and Edward. Now before I forget, why did my brother answer your phone?!?!"

"Oh."

"Tell me…"

"Ok, ok! Um… well, we've kind of started dating properly… um… yeah…"

"Really sounds like your doing more than just going out for coffee… I'll let Emmett tease you about that..." I heard her gasp of horror, "Would you be so kind as to put my big brother on the phone for me." It wasn't a question.

"Ok, umm… congratulations about Jasper again…" "Edward! Alice wants to talk to you!"

"Hey Alice, what's up?"

"Oh My God! You and Bella! My big brother and my best friend! This is great I knew that you two would end up together! This is so cute!"

"Umm… ok Ali."

"Anyways, I'll see you at the Carlisle and Esme's for lunch ok?"

I hung up, not giving him a chance to object. I then dialed Rose's number; she and Emmett were due to get married in just under three months time. Ironically, both Emmett and Rose picked up the separate phones and said hello at the same time.

"Ok, both of you stay on the line; I have something to tell you two!"

"Watch out! The little pixie has finally lost it!"

"Shut up Emmett" Rose chided, I heard the sound of Rose's palm hitting the back of Emmett's head.

"Ow! Rosie!"

"ANYWAY! Guess what?"

"Victoria's Secret is having a sale! Ok! Ok! I'm sorry Rosie! I'll behave!" Typical Emmett.

"Jasper asked me to marry him!" I squealed out.

Both Rose and Emmett started saying who happy they were for me, and after talking for a while I told them where to meet for lunch and hung up.

I threw the phone down on the bed and waltzed over to my extensive closet to find the perfect thing to wear. Jasper banged on the door.

"Go away sweetie, Alice is getting dressed."

"All the more reason to come in…" Jasper groaned.

"Shoo! Off you go! I'll come pick out your clothes in a tick!" I changed into a black bikini and slipped a dress over the top. I opened my door to see Jasper leaning on the wall beside it.

"Now." I told him, "We are going to a barbeque with my parents and siblings and Bella and you are coming and you will swim and you will have fun. Got me?" He picked me up and I giggled.

"Yeah, I got you. I got you forever."

i promise that i do know that this ending was similar to that of Jasper's in Trouble. but after a dicsussion with Padfoot, i was forced to use this as the epilouge. yes, forced. so, i hope that you are not too upset with the way i ended it. if you are, tough cookies, take it up with Padfoot.

id just love to say much love and cookies to Padfoot, who beta'd about half of this story. GO PADFOOT!! Also to Prongs, who is awesome, and who also proof read a few of my earlier drafts.

thx heaps especially to Emmy 1512 who reveiwed every chapter, no matter how short, u are awesome. also to every other person who reveiwed. you are the best, and u shall all recieve... much gratitude!!

also: i will probably be doing some editing work on the earlier chapter, but nothing drastic.

so, for the last time in this story, please let me know if you like it by reveiwing.

Moony out.