1952: a forest in the middle of canada, noon
"Think you understand?" Jasper asked me as we stood in front of a now-dead black bear. I stared down at it in amazement, frozen in a moment when I realized something incredibly important.
"They don't think, do they?" I asked, turning my full body to face Jasper. "When they're about to die. They don't think."
"What do you mean?" Jasper was looking suspicious. "What do you mean when you say that they can't think?"
"The animals." He looked confused. "When I'd drink the blood of humans the only thing I could hear was what they were thinking. I tried my best to make them think happy thoughts but those happy thoughts were always their families. The very people I was taking them away from. But animals? They don't think."
"You can read minds?" I nodded slowly. "Explain it to me." He led me to a rock and sat us down on it, our feet to our shoulders touching. I stopped the shiver going down my spine and instead worked on focusing on his thoughts.
"I mean the first part of it is very simple. I can read thoughts. But I can send my thoughts to others if I concentrate hard enough or if I'm connected to them." I hesitated before concentrating on sending some useless information from my human life to Jasper. "See?"
"You're from Boston?" the corner of his lips picked up when I nodded. "I'm from Texas, ma'am."
"I couldn't tell from that southern accent of yours, Mr. Hale." We stared at one another for a while before I realized there was more I had to explain. Looking away so I could collect my thoughts, I took a few seconds, taking in useless inhales and exhaling slowly. "I can tell people what to think. Sometimes what to do. You weren't going to tell me that Alice can see the future until I urged you to do it."
"So that was you poking around in my head?" he smiled. "One thing Alice didn't see was your abilities." I nodded, looking towards the sky.
"I saw. Her visions of the two of us. We're happy."
Tentatively, I put my hand on the back of Jasper's neck and pulled him closer to me. Focusing on showing him Alice's visions, our lips slotted together and from his tightening grasp on my waist, he saw everything I was showing him.
"So it seems we are, Mrs. Hale."
I'm sure if I had a beating heart, it would skip a beat for Jasper Whitlock Hale.
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in the eye of a hurricane (j.h.)
FanficIn the nearly 200 years Elizabeth Hale has been alive, not once did she think a human could hurt her. But Bella Swan comes in and threatens to ruin her entire family. There's a piece of her that knows this is just the beginning.
