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I hope you guys are gonna like these next few chapters! You can tell where I'm taking this halfway through this chapter. I'd say about three to four chapters before we get to the next big arc.

I might not have explained it well enough but someone asked about Dev having magic. Just like how Renesmee was gifted early on in life, so are Amber and Jasper's children. The hybrid crossing between Jasper and a Supreme Witch causes the babies to have magic even in the womb. Their magic isn't able to do too much since they're so small and not fully developed, as was the case with Devereaux.

Amber looked at the familiar home in front of her, taking in a deep breath. She wasn't nervous about being home again after so long, but… It felt so weird. Her father knew nothing of her troubles in the past month and a half. She almost wished she could not tell Charlie and live in ignorant bliss, at least when visiting her father. He deserved to know though, especially since everyone else knew. He deserved to hear it from her and not feel bad that she didn't come to him at all.

Amber was just opening the door to her Jeep when Charlie opened the door. She saw the huge grin on his face, her own lips mirroring his. "Dad!" All her anxiety vanished when her father held out his arms for her, his eyes looking a little wet.

"There's my girl!"

Amber slammed her door, jogging to her dad and hugging him tightly. She breathed in the smell of his aftershave, the smell of beer and his work clothes. It was all so familiar it made her eyes water and soothed her heart. "I've missed you, dad."

Charlie patted the back of her head, kissing it while he squeezed her. "I've missed you too, kiddo." He then pulled her inside, shutting the door behind her. "Now, let me take a good look at you." He pulled back, tilting his head. He could see she was different even though he wasn't the most observant at times, something Bella proved many times. Amber was thinner than she used to be and had bags under her eyes. Her hair was shorter and different than before, but it looked good on her. Her eyes though, they showed that something was really wrong with his eldest daughter. "Come on, let's sit down. We have a while before the Clearwaters and Blacks expect us."

Amber was here to pick up her dad, driving them to the reservation for a famous Harry Clearwater Fish Fry at his home. She arrived early on purpose, wanting time with just her dad. Which they were both glad for. Amber sat down at the kitchen table, sighing as she clasped her hands, resting her elbows on the table and pressing her forehead against her knuckles. "Dad…" She let out a shaky breath, not knowing how to even begin. "Something happened to Jasper and me…" She looked up at her father, tears quickly forming in her eyes.

Charlie's eyes quickly narrowed, forming the wrong conclusion. "Did that bastard hurt you? Where is he? I will track him down and hurt him! No one dares hurt my baby girl."

Amber shook her head, reaching over and grasping his hands. She smiled slightly at him, smiling through her tears. "Jasper would never hurt me, dad. Not on purpose and he isn't the problem. He's done his best to help me through it."

Charlie quietened down quickly, relieved to here nothing was wrong between her and Jasper. If any relationship problems were going to happen, he expected it from Bella's marriage, not Amber's. "What happened then?"

Amber closed her eyes again, flashes of Devereaux and his funeral passing through her mind. "I had a miscarriage a few weeks after I realized I was pregnant." Amber opened her eyes, looking into her father's pained eyes. "You had a grandson, dad… And we lost him."

Charlie was trying his best to remain strong, but a few tears managed to fall down his cheeks. "A grandson?" His voice broke on the last word, barely able to get it out.

Amber nodded, hiding her face in her hands. "Devereaux Allan Whitlock. He's buried at our home…"

Charlie's brain was trying to ignore how she knew the child was a boy if he was only a few weeks old, but then again, Bella didn't have time to have a child like Renesmee. He knew by now that Renesmee was his granddaughter. He chalked it up to whatever secret the Cullens were hiding from him. He got up and sat beside his daughter, pulling her into his arms. "I'm so sorry, Amber… I know nothing I say can make it better… But Jasper and I love you so very much. You're not alone."

Amber hugged her father tightly, letting her tears freely fall now. "Thank you, dad."

Charlie shushed her, looking down at his daughter with pained eyes. His daughter had been through too much pain in her life, even just from what he knew of her life. She deserved to be happy in life. She absolutely didn't deserve to have a child ripped from her arms.

{X}

Amber curled up on her bed, looking out the window at the street. It was raining, which was the norm for Forks. The rain calmed her down though, she was so used to it by now. Dani was napping in her lap, having fallen asleep to Amber petting her. She was a little chubbier since Charlie didn't take her on as many walks as she was used to, the poor thing. She should take her back to Isle Elskede, she could have free reign of the island.

Amber sighed as she got another text from Seth. Her father had left without her after she insisted she would be okay alone. She didn't have the heart to face the rest of her family. She would break down when they asked about her pregnancy. Seth had seen her a few times during the pregnancy and he was so excited for the baby… The poor boy wouldn't be able to hide his feelings around her, which she couldn't handle yet. She also didn't want to go back to the Cullens. They didn't mean to, but they were just as bad.

Emmett was reminded of his late godson when he looked at Amber, hardly able to keep up his cheerful attitude around her. He tried, for her, but they were both still hurting. Rose tried to give her space, but Amber would see her crying when Rose wasn't paying attention. Alice felt guilty and tried her best to cheer Amber and Jasper up any way she could. She did that to the point that it drove them apart. Haven was busy searching through grimoires, looking for potions to mix for Amber. Ones to help mend her and Jasper's broken hearts, potions to help with fertility… That was something she hid from everyone, including her mate.

Edward and Bella felt bad for having Renesmee be around Amber, no matter how much Amber and Jasper told them it was okay. They loved their niece to pieces and losing their own son didn't mean they didn't want to be with her. Carlisle was worried deeply for his children, silently checking on them. He even asked Amber to let him examine her every few days, just to make sure she was healthy. It was his way of dealing with his pain, making sure his children would be okay. Esme and Jasper were her safe places though among the family. Esme didn't bring up Dev unless Amber wanted to. She didn't ask how Amber was, she just talked about every day things. She fixed Amber's favorite food, took her on short trips and had spa days. That's what Amber needed, just time and space to deal with everything.

Her and Jasper both did.

Amber looked up at the sky, the idea sounding amazing to her. Time and space. They could go on a vacation somewhere, away from their family. They could not tell them where they were going, though Alice and Edward would know. Still, they could keep a secret for a while. Especially so the newlyweds could have some alone time.

Amber missed her husband, she missed their relationship. They were together every day, slept in the same bed, or she slept and he laid there until morning sometimes. They were affectionate but hadn't done much besides cuddling, holding hands and chaste kisses. She didn't know if she was ready for sex with Jasper yet, but she wanted to be intimate with him. She wanted to really kiss him again, laugh and smile with him. She wanted to listen to him rant about inaccurate historical books and films. She wanted to go on runs with him. She wanted to go out to eat, stealing French fries off his plate.

She just wanted her Jasper back, she wanted her life back.

Amber looked up when she heard a motorcycle engine getting closer. She tilted her head when she saw the motorcycle pull up in the driveway, a grin forming on her face when she realized who it was underneath the helmet. She moved to the door, opening it just as Jasper was about to knock. "Well, hello cowboy."

Jasper's lips pulled up at the corner, taking his helmet off and holding it in the crook of his arm. "Hello, ma'am. I'm here to ask if my wife would like some company."

Amber tapped her bottom lip, looking like she was thinking about it. "Hm… Well, does the company include a handsome cowboy like yourself?"

Jasper grinned at her, nodding slightly. "Of course, ma'am."

Amber laughed softly, stepping aside so Jasper could come inside. She shut the door behind him, placing his helmet on a dresser. "I haven't seen you on your bike in a while. It's nice to see."

Jasper nodded as he held her hands, kissing the back of them. "It was nice to ride her again." He then bent down, kissing her cheek. "Seth asked me where you were, weren't you supposed to go to the fish fry?"

Amber sighed softly, looking down as Dani woke up and weaved herself around Jasper's legs. "Easy, girl. I was going to… but…" Amber watched as Jasper picked up the dog, cradling her in his arms. "I didn't have the heart to go."

Jasper frowned as he continued petting the little dog in his arms, watching as his wife seemed to curl into herself before him. "I'm sorry, Darlin'…"

Amber shook her head, looking up into Jasper's beautiful golden eyes. "It's okay, Jasper…" She then smiled softly at him, taking Dani and hooking her up to the leash. "I had an idea though."

Jasper followed Amber as she took Dani for a walk, letting her relieve herself. "Oh? Should I be worried?"

Amber grinned at that familiar smirk on his lips, loving it. "Not this time. Why don't we take some time away from out families, just be by ourselves, away from our island?"

Jasper raised an eyebrow at her, thinking about it, not that he would ever say no to something like that. It would be nice to be somewhere away from painful memories, just the two of them. They hadn't been as close as he wanted, and they could work on that. "Where would you want to go?"

Amber reached into her pocket to pull out a treat when she felt something else in there. She pulled out a folded note, the handwriting spelling her name wasn't familiar to her. "Huh…" She handed Dani's leash to Jasper, unfolding the note and reading it aloud.

Dear Supreme, I hope I'm not writing to you during an inconvenient time, but I could use your help. Dumas and Bridgette's powers are out of control. No matter what I do, I can't help. Please, I don't know who else to turn to. Regards, Arletta.

Amber looked up at Jasper, a smile on her lips. "How about New Orleans?"

Jasper laughed, kissing her forehead. "Sounds good to me, Darlin'. We both love the city." He took Dani back inside, giving her a treat from the container. "How about we look for a place to stay? We can start a Jason marathon while we look."

Amber wrapped her arms around him, hiding her face in his shoulder. He just knew her so well and what to do to cheer her up. She loved him so much. "Thank you."

Jasper held her tightly in his arms, closing his eyes as he breathed in her calming scent. "You're welcome, Amber… I love you so much, you know that. We'll be okay, Darlin'."

Amber nodded silently against his shoulder, closing her eyes as she just reveled in being in her husband's arms. "We'll be okay."

{X}

Amber stepped out of their building, glancing up at the windows of their apartment. She smiled softly, hearing Jasper exiting the elevator. He was talking to Carlisle, telling him not to worry about them. They had rented the apartment for two months but didn't know how long they'd be staying. It was a gray, three-story building. Their apartment was the top floor, though, but it came with a rooftop garden area. The bottom floor was a child's store, but they entered through the back part of the building, so they didn't have to deal with the shop. From there they used an elevator to reach their floor. It had two bedrooms, both with queen sized beds. The hallway stretched the length of the apartment until the living areas. The master bedroom was the first room, with beautiful walk in closet and luxurious bathroom. The guest bedroom was almost the same, but the shower wasn't as large and didn't have a walk-in closet. The living area was an open concept area. The island pressed up against the kitchen, tucked into the corner of the room. An L-shaped couch was tucked into the opposite corner, facing the entertainment center on the back wall. Three big windows let in lots of natural light, making the room seem even bigger.

Amber looked at her phone, seeing that it was only eight in the morning, still early. She would find one of the coven members after breakfast, and most importantly after coffee. She was looking up the café's menu when Jasper joined her. She smiled when she saw him, the sun making his hair look more golden than usual. His eyes were pure gold though, he was happy and had fed early that morning while she slept. He was wearing a vintage rock shirt that Amber liked to steal, it was very soft, and he wore it so often that it smelled like him. He had on the usual wranglers and boots, but it looked amazing on him.

Jasper grinned at her, reaching out to hold her hand. "You look beautiful, Darlin'." He saw her getting ready but went to answer Carlisle's phone call in the living room. Her hair was gently curled around her neck, the sun's rays making her hair glow in the light. She only had on mascara, but he thought she looked gorgeous without any makeup on. Especially now that she was better. She gained back her weight, her eyes were bright for once and not filled with pain. She was smiling and really meant it. She was wearing a light, nude dress under a jean shirt. The shirt was knotted under her chest, the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. She had on brown ankle boots that almost matched Jasper's regular boots.

Amber blushed slightly, brushing her hair back with a smile. "Thank you, you look handsome as always, Jasper." She squeezed his hand before heading down the street. "I'm glad to see you so happy again."

Jasper nodded, leaning down to kiss the top of her head. "As I'm glad to see you smiling again."

Amber spotted the café she wanted to eat at, heading inside. She smiled fondly when Jasper sat at a table away from the others, saving her a seat. She waited in line patiently before getting her food. She got a big southern breakfast as well as a large iced mocha, as well as an order of the famous beignets.

Jasper smiled when she wiggled in her seat after taking a bite of the pastry. "So, how are we going to find them again? Go back to the cemetery?"

Amber finished the pastry, wiping her fingers on a napkin to get the powdered sugar off. "As a last resort, yes. I sent out messages this morning telling them I was in the quarter. They should be finding me."

Jasper chuckled, shaking his head. "I can just imagine the younger ones searching for The Supreme in their city."

Amber winked at him, taking a big drink of her coffee. "I lowered my defenses, so they should be able to find me if they really concentrate, or by pure luck."

Jasper hummed as he read the paper he brought with him, keeping an eye out at the same time for anyone. "What would you like to do after this if they don't find you by then?"

Amber put down the spoonful of grits, tilting her head. "Well… We could go to the museum of death nearby."

Jasper chuckled, putting down the paper to grin at his wife. "You come all the way to New Orleans to go to a museum of death?"

Amber shrugged, laughing softly. "Well, it would be cool. There's also a haunted museum if that's more your style."

Jasper was about to reply when he saw a familiar blonde walking into the café. Dior didn't notice them at first as Amber's back was to her. Dior's eyes lit up though when they met Jasper's. He smiled at her, motioning to the chair beside them. "That doesn't matter now."

Amber looked up when Dior sat beside her, smiling nervously at The Supreme. "Hello, Dior. It's nice to see you again."

Dior smiled and nodded her head, "It's nice to see you again as well, ma'am." She then smiled slightly at Jasper, not feeling comfortable around a vampire despite how nice he seemed. "Hello, sir."

Jasper smiled softly at her, making sure not to show his teeth so she wouldn't be even more nervous around him. "Hello, Dior."

Amber spoke up before she continued eating, wanting to finish her food before it got cold. "So, did you win?"

Dior looked sheepish at that, nodding her head. "Dumas was so sure he'd find you for the second time. He's only two blocks away, he'll be so mad."

Jasper chuckled before getting up, "Would you like anything, Dior? A drink to go?"

Dior raised both of her eyebrows at the vampire, her jaw dropping a little. "What?"

Jasper's lips pulled up into his trademark smirk, sounding even more amused now. "Have you eaten yet? I don't mind getting you something and letting you two talk."

Dior looked to Amber, feeling a little better when she nodded. She turned back to the blond, smiling slightly. "Not yet… A breakfast sandwich on a bagel with grits and an orange juice?"

Jasper grinned at her, "Sure thing, sweetheart." He then walked up to the line, waiting patiently.

Dior turned to Amber, whispering to her even though she knew Jasper could here. "He's really nice… I didn't really expect that."

Amber smiled softly at Dior, glancing at her wedding band. "Jasper is a sweetheart, you'll see that more with time. He's nicer than I am sometimes."

Dior took this in quietly, watching Jasper politely ordering from the cashier. "He'd have to be amazing to have you as his mate." Dior then blushed, leaning back in her seat, "Sorry! That was too personal and rude of me, ma'am."

Amber grinned at her, shaking her head. "You're fine, Dior. You don't have to be so formal with me. I'm not that much older than you."

Dior paled just thinking about considering Amber one of her friends. "Yes, but you're The Supreme. You're the leader of all the witches, the strongest witch alive. You're –"

Amber placed her hand on her arm, looking Dior in the eyes. "I am all of these things, but I am just another human being, Dior. I goof off, I dance around to music while getting dressed. I sing along to the radio with my husband. I play video games with my brother, Emmett."

Dior relaxed a little more, nodding her head. "You're right… I'm sorry, It's just strange."

Jasper sat the tray down in front of Dior, smiling at her. "Would you rather me take a walk while you talk?"

Dior looked up at Jasper, shocked again that he would willingly leave his mate in a foreign city. It showed how much he trusted his mate. It also proved what kind of man he was. He was happily spending time with his wife when she interrupted them. Now he was going to willingly leave her just to make her feel comfortable? Dior shook her head softly, "No. I'd like it if you stayed, Jasper."

Jasper's curious expression turned to a soft smile at that. "Thank you, ma'am." He sat down and opened his newspaper back up, reading the article he stopped at.

Amber leaned over to kiss his cheek before turning back to Dior, grinning as Jasper tried to hide his smile behind the paper. "So, where are we meeting the others?"

Dior finished the bite of grits, sipping at her drink before speaking. "Arletta's house, though if you agree to help it would be better to practice at the mausoleum."

Amber nodded softly as she finished the last bite of her food, looking at her watch. It was a quarter till nine, so they still had the entire day. "Her message said Dumas and Bridgette were having problems. How are you and Klara doing?"

Dior looked down at her phone when she got a text from Bridgette, asking how her search was going. She replied to her while answering Amber. "Klara is doing alright, she almost has Earth mastered. Fire is a little tricky for her, but she doesn't lose control of it, like Bridgette does." She then smiled up at Amber, "I'm working on air now. Water was always the easiest for me, but wind is hard to harness and bend to your will."

Amber grinned at her, "I'm sure. My best friend has the same gifts you do. She told me how she struggled with air while learning."

Jasper glanced up when he saw another familiar face walking towards them. He put his newspaper down, glancing at his wife. "Behind you."

Amber turned to see Dumas heading towards them now. He raised an eyebrow at Dior before standing behind the empty chair. "Bridgette said you would be here."

Amber noticed how Dumas seemed to be avoiding her gaze, looking awkward standing there. Dior was sighing softly at Dumas, shaking her head. "I was going to let Amber finish before telling everyone, so we didn't ambush her."

Dumas raised his eyebrows at her then. "Amber, huh?"

Amber pushed the chair out with her magic, motioning down quickly and forcing Dumas to sit. She then smiled at him, "Hi, Dumas." Jasper hid his grin behind his newspaper, winking at Dior who was also amused by this.

Dumas rubbed the back of his neck, smiling tightly at The Supreme. "Sorry, Hello…"

Amber shook her head, sighing softly. "If I'm going to be helping train you and Bridgette then you being so formal is going to get old. Just call me Amber or if need be, Mrs. Whitlock."

Dumas glanced at Jasper, seeing that they were still happily married judging by the rings on both of their fingers and smile on their faces. "Right… Sorry, Mrs. Whitlock."

Amber shook her head, getting up to throw her trash away. That was until Jasper took her and Dior's trash, throwing it away for them. She rolled her eyes fondly, smiling. "Well, care to show me to Arletta's?"

Dumas nodded at the Supreme, glancing at his phone. "Yeah, the others are there waiting now. She lives outside the quarter though. Do you just want to teleport?"

Amber glanced at Jasper, raising her eyebrows at him. "Is that okay with you?"

Jasper glanced at the two young witches before nodding at his wife. "It's fine with me, ma'am." He kissed her cheek, gently leading her outside of the café.

Dior then led them to an alley, waiting on the others. "I can take Jasper if you'd like."

Amber nodded, glancing at her husband when he looked confused. "I was able to handle transporting multiple people but they're young. I don't know how they'd handle it. I'd rather not have to track you down in Australia or something."

Jasper chuckled as he moved to Dior's side, letting her hold his arm. "Ready when you are, sweetheart."

Amber watched as Dior and Jasper disappeared, turning to Dumas. "Ready?"

Dumas nodded, holding his arm out for her. "As I'll ever be."

Amber held onto his arm, frowning at him. "You don't need to be embarrassed, Dumas. I struggled a lot when I first started learning. I still struggle. Asking for help is not something to be ashamed of."

Dumas mumbled, ducking his head to avoid her gaze. "I didn't even ask for help…"

Amber sighed at him then, squeezing his arm. "If Arletta, your coven leader, asked for help on your behalf then you need it." She then grinned at him, "Besides, you have The Supreme as a tutor. Who else can say that?"

Dumas cracked a grin for once as he answered her. "No one besides Bridgette and I…"

Amber nodded, patting his arm with her other hand. "Exactly. Now, come on. Take me to your leader." She felt her body being pulled through time and space just as Dumas began laughing.