I didn't actually have any nightmares, but I knew Bella did. It was part of her whole 'Edward is a vampire' realization and 'I love him anyways' conclusion. I found reason to excuse myself from the house, hanging out with Angela as going to Jasper's would be too conspicuous at the moment, so I could avoid Bella's introspection and her silent investigation of vampires. It made me pout when I couldn't use the time to go out on a date with Jasper(the sun was still out and Charlie wouldn't approve of me going out after hours), but Angela made up for it and our friendship grew stronger, I even sat next to her at Mike's table voluntarily to talk with her(since, again, the Cullens were gone) rather than eat my food in my car, listening to my music and relaxing.

Jasper still found a way to cheer me up even without being there as he sent me cute texts...and by cute I mean he sent me his very military like reports of Edward's activity, which I found cute. I heard how he was glad I prompted him to do this as he had to calm Edward down when he saw Mike tuck a strand of hair behind Bella's ear and then get rid of the tree he had dismembered to get rid of evidence. He was even about to interfere when Edward jumped down to a dozing Bella in our backyard while I was with Angela, but I reminded him that he didn't need to do that, just observe. He still seemed tense about the whole thing, but he trusted my judgement and preferred observing to not having known what was happening at all.

He made me smile when he texted his last report, but then sent me another immediately after that was much more normal.

Can't wait to see you.

It was simple, but it made my heart warm all the same.

"Jazz, you need to follow Edward to Port Angeles," I whispered with a frown, my brows coming together. I felt his arms tighten around my waist before he shifted us until I was loosely straddling him so I could face him.

"What's wrong?" he asked, no doubt feeling my scattered emotions over what I knew would happen.

"I...Something's going to happen...and I need you to be there...to make sure Edward...doesn't do something...dangerous," I said carefully, though I frowned when I thought I didn't say it carefully enough. Did I give too much away? Should I have phrased it differently?

"What is Edward going to do?" Jasper asked seriously. I hesitated, but only briefly.

"Nothing I would consider personally wrong, but I'm not even sure if he's going to do anything. You'd just be there as...insurance. Again." He frowned playfully at that as that's how I'd phrased him when I asked him to tail Edward when he stalked Bella.

"Why do I get the feeling that I'm becoming your personal spy," he muttered. I smiled warmly at him, my emotions welling and warming with affection as well as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Even if that's more or less true, you know that's hardly the reason I tell you things," I murmured back softly. His eyes softened in response and he leaned down to give me a chaste kiss, pressing our foreheads together.

"I know." We stayed silent and content for a while before I spoke again.

"...you're going to want to be there," I whispered. He looked at me intently, patiently waiting for more. "I...well, it might be worse if you're there...but I...I trust your self control and I'm sure you won't let your emotions get the better of you," I finished, my voice soft but resolute. Though Jasper didn't know what was going to happen, he could no doubt feel my nervous energy, my worry, and the sliver of fear in the nearly impossible event that either he or Edward would fail and the consequences that would follow would not be stopped in time. He unwrapped his arms from around my waist to gently cup my face in his hands, dipping down to give me a long kiss.

"You're my first priority, Maddy," he murmured against my lips, making my frame shudder against his. My hands clenched into fists on his back, stretching his shirt, not that he cared.

"That's what I'm hoping for," I replied with a worried smile.

The day of was uneventful, the usual school routine(sans the Cullens) and then rushing back home to prepare for the Port Angeles outing. I quickly shed out of my gothic clothes and pulled on a casual embellished striped hooded pullover shirt and black The Rockstar Super Skinny Jeans*. After securely tying on my black vans, I dumped the school stuff out of my jack the ripper bag and carefully replaced it with my self defense stuff and casual things like my wallet, a hat, and the box cutter knife I had taken from my art supplies. You could never have too much insurance.

Unlike Bella, who seemed to become more excited as we got further out of town limits, I felt the growing sense of dread knotting uncomfortably in my stomach. I knew that things would more than likely work out, but it was just that small niggling of fear of the worst that kept me from relaxing to any degree, only enough to act normally. The only thing that brought me comfort was the single text I got from Jasper right after school ended.

I'll watch over you.