I own nothing of Twilight. This world and it's inhabitants are the creation and property of Stephenie Meyer.
A Shared Dream: Chapter 4, Dazed.
(Jasper's POV.)
It's been a quiet hour. Or two? I usually know the time, but I'm still dazed. That crushing wave of Bella's nightmare left me mentally and emotionally exhausted. The experience seems to have had a similar effect on my entire family.
I'd immediately fallen back onto the couch I'd earlier been sitting at the edge of and I pulled Alice down along with me. After a long moment Carlisle and Esme had taken seats on the couch across from Alice and I. Rosalie took her place again, sitting next to them now and Emmett had returned to his seat on the floor, but leaned back against Rosalie's legs instead of resuming the forgotten game. At some point a music station had replaced the game's menu screen. I'm not sure who switched it or when but I can hear the soft music filling our house. Murmured voices are coming from the other two couches, but I'm too focused on my Alice to pick out words.
Edward and Bella are still on the couch to my left. Thankfully in deep sleep Bella's emotions leveled into a peaceful contentment that's actually rather soothing on my worn nerves. Fear had tingled in the back of my mind at some point... fear another dream or nightmare would hit. I didn't want to get up, didn't want to move but I couldn't bear another assault. The thought barely entered my mind when Edward set me at ease, assuring me she only dreamt early in the night. Once deep sleep overtook her she would stay at peace until morning.
Edward was the last of us to find rest. I'd shied away from his emotions and focused on the angel in my arms until Esme's and Carlisle's comforting words had given him solace.
I let my thoughts wander and time drifted again. It might have been another hour before I was pulled from my daze. Alice giggled in my arms and joy coursed through me at the sound.
"What?" I look down at her beautiful face. We're still laying on the couch together. My arms won't open to release her from me, and I don't want them to. Not tonight. I know the pain of loss was not mine but I felt it running cold through my veins and at just the thought of it I shudder. At the mere memory my arms tighten around Alice again. Her eyes sparkle up at me, her smile bright again.
"Tomorrow. It's perfect" Her voice a light jingling of bells.
Of course she's seen it. My decision is rock solid. I'm not letting my little pixie out of my site or out of my arms until daybreak. And tomorrow will be much of the same. Just us, alone together. There's a place we've been in the mountains. A little natural cave cut into the rocks with an amazing view of mountain lakes, valleys and the Pacific Ocean. We can make a fire and watch the flames dance while I hold her tightly. This is my heaven. This angel in my arms.
The End.
This is my first fan fiction ever! Let me know what you think. :)
Sorry, I know I had some issues with tenses througout the story. I'm honestly not a 'writer', just a huge fan of Twilight. So I appologize if I mixed up "was & is", and "-ed &-s".