Devotion, Jasper Hale

Chapter 54

December 16th, 2006, The Netherlands
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Jasper and Catherine walked side by side through a busy street. They stood out, since they were clad in much thinner clothing than the people around them. A few heads turned towards them, because it was not very usual to see such captivating beauty walking the regular streets of the Netherlands.
(As a dutch person myself, I can confidently say that dutch people are seriously all insanely beautiful)

"I know they were here, darlin', I recognise Peter's smell," Jasper tightly held onto Catherine's hand as they weaved through the crowds.

"I saw a string of yarn hanging on a bush that had a color very similair to the scarf Charlotte always wore," Catherine replied, keeping a straight face as Jasper pulled her along.

"I noticed that, too," Jasper softly squeezed her hand with recognision, making her smile.

"I suspect they'll come out to hunt at night, why don't we go sit somewhere to wait it out?" Catherine proposed, pullin Jasper out of the crowd so they could talk easier.

"It'll be an hour until sundown, we've already been looking for a while. We'll go find a place to sit to wait for them, preferably a bench away from people, the moods are overwhelming me," Jasper softly touched her cheek as they stood still.

"I've already spotted a place for us to sit without overwhelming you, love," Catherine said, having already thought of her husband's discomfort.

"You are an angel, my love," Jasper kissed her cheek before being pulled along with his wife towards a bench where they would wait for Charlotte and Peter to come out to play.

Catherine and Jasper waited together until night came upon them. Not many people were still roaming the streets, so Jasper and Catherine didn't have to speak to softly to each other.

Their conversation was interrupted by a loud, shrill scream coming from afar. A human probably couldn't have heard it from where the couple was sitting, but their advanced hearing helped with the matter.

"We should check that out, it might be Peter and Charlotte," Jasper said while standing up and grabbing Catherine's hand.

They ran towards the source of the sound, still at human speed since there were a few stragglers left roaming the streets. They made sure to check every alley, every nook and cranny to make sure they wouldn't look past their friends.

When they passed an alley, they were interrupted by a happy, shrill scream on the other side of the street.

"Jasper! Catherine! What on earth are you doing here!" It was Charlotte.

Jasper and Catherine's heads flipped around to see Charlotte excitedly waving at them from the other side of the street. Behind Charlotte was Peter, he was staring at them in surprise. There was a girl behind Peter, laying on the ground with a wound on the side of her head. Probably their next victim.

"Charlotte!" Catherine yelled before running across the street, flipping off a car that honked at her. When she reached Charlotte she engulfed the vampire in a tight hug.

The girls stood there, still hugging each other tightly while Jasper had calmly crossed the street and did some bro-hug with Peter.

"How have you guys been!?" Charlotte asked them as she and Catherine let go of each other and turned to hug each other's partners.

"Hey, Peter," Catherine grinned while hugging Peter.

"We've been really good. How've you been?" Jasper asked. He and Peter both had that Southern accent that always showed a little.