Strange Desire: Chapter Ten

Strange Desire: Chapter Ten

AN: Okay, I was blown away by the last chapter's reviews. I didn't even think the chapter was all that great, shows what I know.

This is a long ass chapter, I hope you guys can follow. I hope you guys didn't miss me too much.

Characters belong to SM

JPOV

Getting rid of Emmett was not an easy task. He seemed to think since Edward wasn't there that I'd be lonely without him. All I wanted was to be left alone, I'd had enough of people for the past few days. It's not that I didn't like people, it's just that with them and especially new people I felt physically drained, exhausted from their energy, as though they sucked mine out of me. I had to regroup, to replenish the energy I had lost, that they had taken. I needed to go back to work just to recover from this weekend.

Turning the TV on to the History Channel, I thought I could bore Emmett to tears and make him want to leave. No such luck. He only asked me questions every five minutes about what we were watching and listened intently to my answer. He was much smarter than I originally gave him credit for, but fuck, I needed alone time. Eventually I'd resorted to feigning sleep on the couch so Emmett would get the hint and go back to his own apartment. Emmett did finally leave shaking my pretend sleep self awake and making his goodbyes before walking out the door.

I wasn't sleepy, shit, I'd slept the whole day nearly. I'd taken a shower and gotten my computer out to write some more and before I knew it, it was after three in the morning. Damn it, that meant I'd be sleepy all day. Leaving the TV on for background noise I closed my eyes to catch a few hours of sleep, it took me a while to actually fall asleep.

Edward shaking me awake was not welcome after so few hours of rest. I knew I was grumpy, like always when someone tried to wake me up. I'd already set the alarm on my phone to wake me when I needed to get up, so I knew it wasn't time. Edward's continued shaking was getting on my nerves and his happy excitement was irritating to me at that moment. At last I'd actually managed to wake up enough to hear what he was talking about and why he was so excited. I was happy for him, really, but did he have to wake me up so much earlier to tell me? I knew I was going to go about my day in a haze now.

“Jasper, I'm taking you to work today.” Edward stated.

Shooting him a look I asked “Why?”

“It's really foggy outside and it is supposed to get worse, so I'm driving you to work. I'll pick you up after, too.” Edward explained.

“Edward, we live in Washington and have for a long time, so what makes you think I need you to drive me through the fog?” I asked him. He was babying me and I knew it.

“Because I need to.” Was his only reply.

Raising a brow at him I said “Really? Well, I need you to stay home, so I'm not worrying about you driving in it too.”

“No, I'm driving. I'll wait the fog out if I have to, but I can't risk losing you. I have more to lose now.” Edward said adamantly.

Sighing I knew it was no use to argue. After Edward made up his mind about something it was hard to change his mind. If he thought he was right it was even worse, it was rare he changed his mind, no matter what it was about. He was just like his father in this way, I wondered if he even knew.

I got up to get dressed so we could leave a little earlier and get through the fog. When we got outside he was right, it was thick, dense fog. Holy shit, it was hard to see through it, hard to even see our cars. The fog made me feel like I had smoke in my eyes and they watered because of it.

Edward insisted on taking his car since he was driving. Fine, whatever, I was entirely too sleepy to argue with him. Placing my briefcase in the back on the floorboard and my jacket on the backseat I got in the passenger side. Looking over at Edward I wondered how the hell he was going to drive in this mess. The fog meant I'd have students arriving early because they left extra early to get there, some extremely late, some not at all. I didn't think I'd have a single student that would actually arrive on time.

Too sleepy to be truly awake and able to carry on a conversation I let Edward take it over. He seemed to be thoroughly animated this morning. I was happy for him, happy that he got to remember what drove him to do his job, even when it got bad. I'd kill to have that, but I didn't. Nothing ever made me want to get up and go there, there was no driving force that told me this is what I should be doing. It only paid the bills, which is more than some people had at the moment, so I should be more grateful, but I was miserable there. Occasionally I'd get a student that stuck out to me as worth wasting my time on, but it was rare.

Parking in a parking space between some other cars I was relieved that we'd made it in one piece. The cars next to us were barely discernible in this dense fog. Getting out of the car I opened the back door and pulled both my briefcase and jacket from the backseat. Turning around Edward was standing right next to me our chests touching. How did I not notice he was that close?

Grinning at me he took the things from my hands and put them in the front. He'd clearly been checking out my ass when I was bent over. “Edward, what are you doing?” I asked him.

He gave me a crooked smile, I'd missed that smile, and pulled me closer to him by my belt loops. His hard cock pressed into me making me moan. Edward's mouth found mine and kissed me hungrily. Pulling away he said “Get in the back.”

Sighing I said “Edward, I'm not having sex with you in the backseat of your car. Especially not in the parking lot of the place I work. I'd rather not get fired.”

Leaning his body heavily against mine he whispered in my ear “I just want to taste you, Jazz.” Then his tongue flicked out over my ear before he said “Surely, you want me too. I can feel that you do.” Holy shit! He was going to kill me now, right here in the parking lot. I just knew it. “Don't you want me to make it up to you for waking you up so early this morning?” He inquired. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Trying to argue my way out of this I claimed “People will see us.” My eyes darted around looking for an escape.

Shaking his head Edward said “No, they won't. You can barely see what's next to you, but if you don't want to get in the car we can give them more of a show right here.” Then he chuckled, my eyes narrowed at him. He wasn't joking, that's exactly what he would do if I didn't get in. Hurriedly deciding there would be less chance of getting caught in the car rather than standing outside of it, I got in. “Good choice, Jasper.” Edward said his eyes dancing in amusement.

Instead of pushing me down like I thought he would Edward straddled my thighs. His hands found themselves in my hair pulling and tugging my head back, forcing my throat to be more exposed to him. Then his mouth found mine again as he moved his hands to loosen my tie. I moaned into the kiss, just letting myself feel what he was doing to me. He unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it open as my hands grabbed his ass and pushed him closer to me. Edward's hands roamed over my bare chest for a minute before he sat back and asked “Why don't you ever wear an undershirt?”

I laughed at him. Was he really going to ask me a question like that now? I answered his question with my own “Why should I have to wear two shirts when I don't have to?” Edward's hands resumed their touches and his lips made contact over my neck and shoulders. My own hands had slipped underneath his scrub pants and boxers squeezing his ass. Edward scooted backwards some so his lips could dip further and his hands traced over the muscles of my back. I had to move my own hands upwards over his back as he kept getting farther away from me. His talented tongue found its way to my navel making me growl. I could feel him smile when I made that sound.

Edward pushed me back against the door so that one of my legs was straight out over the seat and one foot was on the floor. Nimble fingers found my belt buckle and started unbuckling my belt right before they made their way to the button and zipper of my pants. Undone he pulled my pants and boxers down to my knees. I was heady with desire, I needed him now, in any way he was willing to give me. “So beautiful.” Edward said barely more than a whisper, I almost didn't catch it.

He stared at me for a long moment making me squirm, I felt more exposed than ever being this out in the open. My hand reached out to him so he'd stop staring. I saw him blink and give a soft smile before he lowered his head. Finally, finally he was right where I wanted to be touched the most. I watched as his pink tongue darted out over the head of my cock. “Fuck!” I cried out.

Raising his eyes to mine Edward's tongue licked long lines upward along my shaft swirling over the tip. Fisting his hair with my hands I groaned in pleasure. He continued teasing me with his tongue over my balls. I could feel the stubble he still had rasping against my thighs. Still looking at me he put a finger into his mouth and I watched his tongue suck and lick it before he pushed it inside my ass. Growling out in pleasure my body twitched. Edward pumped his finger in and out of me as his lips found my cock one more time, no teasing licks this time. His mouth enveloped me making me twitch more. I could feel his strong tongue pressing against my cock and the suction of his mouth. Then I felt his teeth just barely grazing along my shift. He'd obviously done that before because so many people couldn't do that without it being painful, they just couldn't get the pressure right, with him it was just more intense pleasure. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I cried out “F... fuck... Ed.... Edward...” Releasing myself into his mouth he swallowed what I gave him. My head hit the window when I was done, spent.

Edward kissed my lips languidly only skimming his tongue against mine. He helped me pull up my boxers and pants and pull myself together. I pulled him down to me a minute and could still feel his erect cock needing its own release. My hands made their way there, but Edward shook his head no. “Why not?” He could have me exposed for all the world to see, but I couldn't do the same to him? That hardly seemed fair.

“The fog is starting to dissipate, so more people can see what's going on. Now let's go, I'm going to stick around for your first class until I make sure the fog is really gone, so you'll worry less.” Edward stated. He was right, I would still worry, but it wouldn't be as bad.

I knew my face was flushed and I was going to have to go into my classroom like that. My hair was probably a mess and my clothes rumpled. It would be obvious for anyone that had braincells what I'd been up to. Edward's hair and clothes were just as mussed up.

Putting my jacket on and grabbing my briefcase I made my way to my first morning class. Edward walked beside me, but I didn't touch him. He was the one that had more of a problem being 'out' when he was out where other people could see him. I knew part of that was his father's fault, but I wasn't going to push him into more than he was capable of. After the men at the bar last night, I wasn't sure what he'd do now. He had to come to terms with the fact that not everyone was going to approve of it. How was he going to handle telling our parents then? I could hear him muttering to himself “You can do this, be brave, you can do it.” Looking at him he gave me a tentative smile and instead of picking up my hand like I thought he would, he put his arm around my waist.

Once we got to my classroom we were still alone as none of my students had arrived yet. I placed my briefcase on my desk and felt Edward directly behind me grinding against my ass. Damn it, damn it, damn it. I fucking worked here, how would he like it if I did that at his work? His hot breath was on my neck and I heard him say “I think you need to teach me a lesson, Professor.” My head fell back against him and I moaned.

The next thing I knew he was standing in front of the desk. Apparently some students had ventured into the room early. My eyes were still hooded as I looked at him. Grinning at me Edward said “Jasper, I think I'm going to head to the bathroom before your class starts.” Then he turned and walked out the door, fucker. I don't know if he wanted me to follow or not, but technically I couldn't when I had students in the classroom.

A couple of snickers brought my lust-filled mine back to the reality of where I was. Looking in the direction of the sound I saw two girls sitting in the front row, two incredibly annoying ones. They were chatting to each other, firing off so rapidly I puzzled if they even understood each other. I sat down in my desk chair to hide the evidence of what Edward was capable of. I shouldn't be this turned on after just getting off, but I was. Great, with him in the class I wondered if I'd ever get any work done. I would just have to pretend he wasn't there.

One of the girls stood up and came over to my desk asking about finals, at least those were the words that came out of her mouth. Her body language was entirely different. She leaned down exposing her cleavage to me. Her questions were all asked in a husky tone, not the normal high voice she had. I frowned at her, what the hell did she think she was doing?

I heard someone come through the door and turned my head away from the girl to see who it was. Edward stood there looking completely pissed off. He only nodded at me and went to sit at the very back of the class in the corner. Surely he wasn't jealous, that wasn't him, that was me.

The girl in front of me cleared her throat and when I turned back she was sitting on my desk, her legs crossed. Her perfume was an insult to my nose, I almost choked on it. Please go away, please go away played over and over again in my head. Deciding I was going to have to say something to her I said “Please go back to your seat, if you have any questions for me just raise your hand and I'll answer them.” I hoped she'd get the hint and move. She only gave me a nasty grin and leaned over my desk a little more once again showing off her cleavage. I groaned in irritation. I tried closing my eyes so she wasn't right in front of my face. I was going to have to move soon if she didn't.

When I looked up I could see Edward was standing about to come back down to the desk, his hands were balled into fists and his face was red.

“Woman, what are you doing?” I heard a voice ask. I fully expected a question like that from Edward, but this came from a younger woman's voice. One of my other students had traipsed into class early, thank god. She looked at me, the girl and upwards at Edward. Grinning she said “Get away from the teach', you aren't even in the same hemisphere. He wouldn't want some hooker like you if he has the gorgeous doctor over there.” I almost laughed out loud. Edward looked amused and his face had started to resume it's normal hue.

The girl on my desk got up looking sullen and went back to her seat huffing, grumbling to her friend. The other girl came up to me and said “Just looking out for my favorite teacher, teach'.” She never did call me anything else other than teach' every single time she talked to me. I recognized her as being one of my better students. Granted she wasn't an A average student, but she was always there, listened to what I had to say and actually studied, which is more than I could say for some of the other students.

“Thank you.” I said sincerely. She grinned brightly and took her normal seat.

There were still a few more minutes before class even began so I took out my papers from my briefcase. These had the questions that would be on the final. They wouldn't like it, but they were all essay questions. Either they knew the material or they didn't. If they did, it would be easy. If they didn't, I'd know who hadn't been paying attention, who hadn't studied.

I could hear the two girls in front of me talking about their weekend. The one who had been trying to come on to me was telling her friend “Yeah, the party was phenomenal. The music was phenomenal. The food was phenomenal. The guys were phenomenal. I met this amazing guy and we had a phenomenal time together.”

My entire body cringed at her using that word over and over again. Not everything could be phenomenal or the word lost all meaning. Who had decided that the word phenomenal should be downgraded to something as blasé as the word like? I would like to kill the fucker. My eyes looked up and I saw Edward shaking with laughter, he knew that was a pet peeve of mine. I rolled my eyes at him and he only laughed harder, trying to keep it quiet.

Eventually the class got started and I went over the questions that would be on the final, so they could at least look up enough to bullshit me into thinking they knew what they were talking about. I doubted most of them would even remember the information as soon as the test was over.

After the class filed out Edward came up to my desk leaning on it and said “That was interesting...”

My brow furrowed as I asked “What was?”

“That girl, Jasper. Are you really that naïve? I think that's the girl that was trying to get you into trouble.” Edward told me. As soon as the words were out of his mouth the pieces of the puzzle started to click together. I was sure she was the one that did it now, she was failing my class. It had only backfired on her, which is why I supposed she thought it would be a good idea to make her lie a reality. Shit, even if I could think of anyone other than Edward, she wouldn't even be on my radar.

Shaking my head I said “Yeah, I think you're right.”

Grinning at me wickedly he said “I know I am.” Then he leaned over my desk and kissed me on the mouth hard, pulling me up from my seat. Letting go he came to stand in front of me and said “I'll see you later, Professor.” I rolled my eyes at him. Man, I really needed to stop doing that. He walked out the door and I watched his ass the whole way out.

The rest of the day passed in a blur, nothing eventful happened in any of my other classes and for that I was grateful. I was starting to get a massive headache and I was already incredibly tired.

By the time Edward came and got me the lights hurt my eyes and my head was pounding even more. I tried to push the pain aside, not letting it ruin my day. Edward had finally shaven, which I knew he was happy about. He didn't actually like having stubble, he only did it for me. Kissing me on the lips he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him. I moved to kiss his neck and inhale his scent.

“Come on, Jazz. Let's go home.” Edward said. I was already at home, as long as Edward was there with me. I nodded and we walked to the car.

Driving home Edward told me “We're meeting Mike tonight for dinner.” It took my brain a few minutes to even remember who that was. Oh yeah, the lawyer.

“Why aren't we meeting in his office?” I asked him.

“Because he's doing me a favor, so that we can be there at the same time. Anyway, I'm not working tonight, so I thought this would be the best time to do it.” Edward explained to me. I wasn't sure you actually needed to go through all of this for a living will or a medical power of attorney, but he seemed adamant that things were completely legal.

“Okay.” Was all I said. I wasn't sure I wanted to go out anywhere tonight, my headache seemed to be getting worse. Edward looked over at me frowning.

“What's wrong, Jazz?” He asked me.

Shrugging my shoulders I said “I just have a bit of a headache. I'll take something when we get home.” He narrowed his eyes at me, but left it alone for now. I kept my eyes closed the entire ride home and struggled to get into the apartment.

Keeping the lights off Edward pushed me down on the couch and went to get a glass of water and some pain relievers for me. Handing them over to me I threw my head back and downed them quickly, my head swam when I righted my head.

Edward took off my jacket and put it in the chair and loosened my tie. It only reminded me of this morning and even with my head killing me I was hard. My hands felt like lead though, I could barely move. Edward unbuttoned my shirt just a few buttons down before he sat back. No, that wasn't going to work for me. Reaching out one hand slowly I traced his jawline. He covered my hand with his and leaned forward to capture my lips with his own. His hands finished unbuttoning my shirt and everywhere his fingers touched me my body felt the heat, the burn of them.

Frowning at me Edward pulled back and said “Are you sure you want to do this right now?” I nodded my head at him. Oh, such a bad idea. My vision blurred when I did it. I felt like shit and I was incredibly turned on, I might as well fix one problem if I couldn't fix the other.

I tried pushing Edward's shirt up, but as my hands still felt like lead he ended up taking it off himself. He ended up being the one to remove all of our clothes. I watched as he went into his room and came back with a condom and some lube. Kneeling in front of me on the couch he licked up my shaft making me moan. Then he pulled my hips towards him so that my ass was partly off the couch. His tongue found my entrance and started circling it. Oh thank god, I really didn't think I had it in me to fuck him right now. I wasn't even sure I had enough in me to do this, but I was going to anyway.

Putting lube on his fingers Edward pushed one of them into my ass and then another one as I tried to breath to make my muscles relax and open for him. Groaning for him, for his touch, for him to be inside me, I reached for the condom and he took it from me rolling it on. Putting more lube on the condom Edward pushed me down onto the couch. Spreading my legs I put one on the back of the couch and the other on the floor as he placed himself at my hole, pressing his head against it. Pushing inside he gently made his way further in.

The entire time I was just trying desperately to keep my head in this reality. I really didn't know what was wrong with me, but this wasn't a normal headache. Everywhere Edward touched me my skin burned like fire. It wasn't pleasant, it was incredibly uncomfortable. This wasn't the normal fire you got when you burned with desire, this was something else entirely.

Trying to bring myself back into the now I looked at Edward. His green eyes were dark with lust, his lips parted. My gaze traveled down his chest to that familiar trail of bronze hair on his stomach. One of my hands reached out to touch him there, it was a struggle to do it. Edward moved my hand away and said “Jazz, lie still.” Did he really say that or was I just that confused? He reached over and grabbed the bottle of lube and coated my cock with it. One of his hands stroked my shaft going over the head with his thumb, the other hand was on my hip steadying himself as he thrust into me. My body trembled with its orgasm before my mind even registered what was happening. I shot cum on both our stomachs and I felt Edward let go some time after my muscles stopped clenching around him.

I tried to come back down to earth, but I was struggling. Edward laid down on top of me and kissed me. Then he sat up frowning at me, I don't mean a slight frown either. His eyes narrowed and he felt my forehead. My body was trembling and my teeth were chattering by this time. Snatching his hand back as though I burned him he looked down at me concerned. “Jazz, you're not okay. What else is wrong with you?” He asked me.

“Nothing, at the moment, just my head.” I answered honestly. Edward got up and came back wiping my body down from the mess we made. Instead of putting me in my old clothes he found clean boxers and pajama bottoms as well as a t-shirt. He had to help me get all of those things on. Then he came back with several blankets trying to stop the shaking.

Edward got out his cellphone and called Mike. “Hey, I think we're going to have to cancel today, Jasper's come down with something.” I grabbed Edward's wrist with as much force as I could and he looked down at me.

“No, we need those papers signed. We can worry about the details later.” I told him, even in my slightly confused state I was positive that those papers needed to be signed and the sooner the better.

“Okay, Jasper. Mike would you mind coming over here?” Edward asked him. “Great, we'll see you then.” It could have been ten minutes by the time he got to our apartment or ten fucking years for all I knew.

Mike stayed across the room, careful not to get too close to me. I only raised my head to sign what I needed to sign. They both talked a bit and I saw Mike notarize the documents. Then I heard them talking about a will, in case of death. Apparently Edward had had Mike draw one up that I knew nothing about. I mumbled out “I already have a will.”

Edward's head snapped to mine and asked “What? When did you get that?”

Struggling to remember I said “A few years ago. My parents died when they were younger than me, so I had one made.”

“Why didn't you tell me?” He asked me. I only looked at him, he didn't tell me about his either.

A few minutes later I heard shuffling of papers and saw Mike stand up. “Okay, everything should be in order, let me know if you have any problems.”

“I will, thanks Mike.” Edward said showing him to the door.

Mike left and I heard Edward say “Hey, Emmett.”

“Hey, Edward. Who was that guy?” Emmett asked him.

“A friend.” Edward replied.

Questioning him Emmett asked “He's not more than a friend, is he?”

Edward snorted and said “No, and just so you stop worrying he isn't gay and Jasper is here. Not to mention I wouldn't hurt Jasper like that.” Then more quietly I heard him say “I've waited too long for him.”

Emmett laughed at himself and said “All right, all right. I've gotta go now, I'm meeting Rosie later.”

“Bye, Emmett.” Edward said and shut the door, he turned around looking amused until his face fell on me. What was it? I couldn't possibly look worse than I had, could I?

Edward left me alone in the living room for a minute and came back with a thermometer. I didn't even know we had one. Both of us were rarely sick. Taking my temperature Edward exclaimed “Holy shit, Jazz!” Looking at me again he asked “Are you sure you don't have any other symptoms?”

“I'm fine, Edward. Maybe if I go to sleep I'll start to feel better.” I told him closing my eyes against the almost blinding nonexistent light. I drifted off to sleep and woke up with a nightmare, sweating and shaking. In my dream I'd been running and running trying to get to Edward. I knew he was there, but I was lost and couldn't find my way back.

Opening my eyes I saw Edward watching me. He was eating something, the smell alone was enough to make me nauseous. Throwing off the covers I ran to my bathroom barely making it on time. Edward stood in the doorway watching me with his head tilted to the side, calculating. I knew he was adding this new symptom to his list.

Making it to my bed, I couldn't walk to the couch, I laid down. The room was spinning. Edward covered me again as I was still feverish and shaking. He got a cool washcloth and put it on my forehead, it wasn't even a few minutes before it was just as hot as the rest of me. Edward sat down with his back to the headboard and pulled my head into his lap. He rubbed my temples trying to soothe my aching head.

My neck hurt, it felt stiff. I must have slept on it wrong. Tilting my head this way and that Edward asked “What are you doing?”

“My neck hurts, it's stiff.” I told him. He gasped and I looked up at him.

“Jazz... I have to ask, did you ever get a vaccine for meningitis?” He questioned me. No. Why would I? Even though I work on a college campus, I didn't live in the dorms. When I told him this his face looked grim.

Edward got up and started moving about the room. I saw him pull out socks, a heavy coat and shoes for me. Pulling back the covers he started to put my socks on, then my coat and my shoes. Then he tried to help me up, it took several minutes for me to be able to stand. “Where are we going?” I asked him confused.

“To the hospital.” Edward stated.

“No, I'm not going there.” I argued with him. I was just sick, I didn't need to be there.

“Jasper, we are going whether you like it or not. The longer you stay here the sicker you're going to be and the harder it will be treat you.” Edward said pulling me along.

“Edward, I'm not going.” I said loudly.

“You are, now come on.” He said.

“No! I'm too tired and too confused to go.” I explained my rationale.

Snorting at me he shot back “That's exactly why we're going.”

Being obstinate I sat down on the couch, I wasn't going anywhere. I wouldn't become one of those hated patients that went to the ER when all they had was a cold or something. “Stop acting like a child, Jasper. You're sick, you need to be seen right away if you have what I think you do.” I shook my head at him. Oh fuck, I shouldn't have done that. My head spun.

Kneeling in front of me he took my face into his head and said “Jasper, you can get even sicker, have seizures and suffer brain damage if you don't get seen soon.” Yeah right, I just had the flu or something. I didn't have meningitis. He was overreacting and I told him so, loudly. I watched as his eyes filled with tears, but I didn't care, there wasn't anything seriously wrong with me.

Emmett banged on the door, there was no one else that knocked that loud. Edward answered the door and I dug my heels in even further. Emmett said “Is everything all right? We can hear you guys in our apartment yelling.”

Sighing Edward said sadly “No, everything is not all right.” It almost broke my fucking heart to hear him talk that way, but he couldn't be right, I couldn't be that sick.

“You guys aren't breaking up or anything, are you?” Emmett questioned. Holding my head in my hands I snorted.

“No, we aren't, Emmett. Now please go away, I need to take Jasper to the hospital.” Edward told him.

“For the last time, I'm not going.” I shot back. Emmett shoved his way past the door and before either one of us could register what was happening he'd picked me up and was carrying me to the elevator. “What the fuck, Emmett? I said I'm not going.” I shouted at him.

“If Edward is the doctor and he thinks you need to go, then you need to go.” Emmett told me firmly, his grip was so tight I couldn't move. Edward got into the elevator behind us, he still looked sad. I hated seeing that look on his face. “I'll drive you both to the hospital.” Emmett volunteered. Looking at me he said “You're too sick, I'm not even sure you can tell just how sick you are.” Then looking over at Edward he said “You are too upset to be driving.” Edward handed over his car keys. He must be upset if he was letting someone else drive his car, especially someone he'd never seen drive. That alone spoke volumes as to how seriously ill he thought I was. I still didn't want to go, but if it would appease him and make him feel better then I'd do it.

“I forgot something upstairs, I'll be right back.” Edward told us and Emmett put me in the backseat of the car I told him was Edward's. Waiting on Edward, Emmett got in the driver's seat and adjusted everything. Edward came back with what I knew was the medical power of attorney over me. I sighed, I just signed my life away to him. I suppose he could have made me go to the hospital with it, even if I didn't want to. Climbing into the backseat Edward sat close to me, holding me. I could still see tears glimmer in his eyes, even if they didn't spill over. When I woke up this morning I had no idea my day would end this way, I was sure he didn't either.

Driving us to the entrance Emmett let Edward and I out of the car. This time I walked on my own two feet to the door, leaning on Edward. When one of the nurses saw Edward she said “What are you doing here? You aren't on duty tonight.”

“It's Jasper, he's really sick. I think he might have bacterial meningitis.” Edward told her. She looked at me and nodded her head. Thankfully they weren't that busy. She made us fill out insurance forms and paperwork that I could barely read by this point.

The nurse said “Does he have any family members? You know you won't be able to be with him.” Edward handed the papers over to her and had her make a copy of the medical power of attorney for my file. She took a good look at them and at us before handing back the original.

They took me back and started an IV of just fluids at first. The nurse looked at Edward and said “He's going to need a spinal tap. Do you want to do it?” She asked.

Shaking his head no Edward said “I don't think that would be a good idea. My hands are shaking too much right now.” Then he gave her another name of a doctor he wanted to do it. A spinal tap? That did not sound pleasant, at all. I was starting to panic, maybe I shouldn't have come.

“Calm down, Jasper. Everything will be fine, I'll be with you whenever I can be.” Edward said smoothing back my hair.

They finally took me to another room to do the spinal tap. I was right, it was unpleasant. It hurt like a motherfucker.

When they were done they took me into a private room. They really must not be as busy today. Edward sat down beside me and we both waited for the results, drifting in and out of consciousness. When I woke up I couldn't figure out where I was. I wasn't at home, in my bed. As my eyes looked to the side of me I saw a man sitting there and I couldn't figure out who he was. This whole situation seemed like a dream to me. Where the hell was I? Who the hell was sitting there? I tried and tried to come up with the reasons and couldn't. The man beside me opened his eyes, they were beautiful. He reached out a hand to touch my face and I backed away from him asking “Who are you?”

The man beside me sobbed and choked out “You don't remember?” I shook my head no. Fuck, my head hurt.

“Jasper, I'm your partner.” He said carefully, as though he was afraid to scare me away. Partner of what? In business? No, he wouldn't be here crying if that was the case. Then I gasped as recognition of what he said hit me. I had a partner? A male partner? How the hell did that happen? Closing my eyes again I hoped to get my memories back soon. I was so confused.

Then I heard a loud male voice ask “Is he awake yet?”

“Yes, Emmett. But...” At this I heard the man beside me sob as he continued “He doesn't remember me.”

“Well fuck, man. Did you tell him you were his boyfriend?” The man with the loud voice named Emmett said.

“Yes, I'm not sure he believes it though.” The man with the green eyes said.

“Don't worry, Edward. He'll come around soon.” Emmett said confidently. My boyfriend's name was Edward? Well that's more information than I had before. “Have they started him on antibiotics yet?” Emmett asked Edward as though I wasn't even in the room. I might not know who they were, but fuck, I was right here.

“Yeah, they are giving him IV antibiotics.” Edward told him. “They made me start taking them too as I'm so close to him. Now I guess the whole hospital knows my roommate is my lover as well.” Edward said and sighed. I wondered why he'd care if we were together. Why couldn't other people know? It didn't make sense to me. Was he ashamed of me? That didn't sit well with me. I turned my head away heartbroken over someone I couldn't even remember. Shit, shit, shit. He should leave if he wasn't comfortable with everyone knowing we were together.

“Emmett, can you watch him for a minute? I need to call our parents.” Edward said and Emmett took the seat Edward vacated.

Looking at him a minute I wondered how I knew him. “How do I know you, Emmett?” I asked finally.

“Oh, my girlfriend Rose and I live across the hall of your apartment. We're recent friends.” Emmett explained.

“Can you tell me something?” I asked him.

“Maybe, what's the question?” He inquired.

“If Edward is my boyfriend, then why does he care if the hospital knows?” I asked him.

Emmett shrugged at me and said “I think he has a lot of different reasons that you would know more than me if you could remember. What I do know is that he's a doctor here and that could cause him problems and he's calling your parents to come down here and they don't know about either one of you, much less you being lovers.” He tried to explain the best he could, but I still felt like some pieces of the puzzle were missing.

When Edward walked back into the room he told us “Our parents will be here in a few hours, Jasper.” Then looking at Emmett, he asked “Can I talk to Jazz, alone?” He called me Jazz? What a stupid name. Emmett nodded and left the room.

Coming over to sit beside me Edward said “When our parents get here they don't know about us, yet. We were going to tell them when you got done teaching this year and visit them during the summer. Do you still want to wait to tell them or do you want to tell them anyway?” I was a teacher? What the fuck? I couldn't remember much, but I knew I never wanted to be one of those.

Glancing at him I still couldn't figure out what he meant to me, so I said “We should wait. I want to remember you, me, them.” I realized I didn't even remember who they were either.

“Are your parents coming?” I asked him.

Edward's face darkened and he said “No, my parents kicked me out when I was fourteen. I moved in with you and your parents then and I've lived with you ever since.” Okay, then why the hell did I not remember someone that significant in my life? I felt something, in my heart. My head though? There was nothing. I was frustrated. I hoped this didn't last long. Would I even remember my parents then?

When my parents came into the room the woman that I assumed was my mother was crying. She had honey colored hair and honey eyes. The man beside her was blonde, his eyes were green. I didn't look like either one of them. Are they sure those are my parents? Whispering to Edward I said “Those people don't look like they are my parents.”

Edward turned his head to look at me and said sadly “They adopted you.”

So what happened to my real parents? “My real parents didn't want me?” I asked him, trying to make the pieces fit.

“No, your parents died in a car accident when you were four. The Cullen's took you in and raised you. They couldn't have any of their own children.” Edward explained to me. I felt grief, as though my parents had just passed away and I felt love for the people that raised me. My emotions were running away with me, as each piece of my life was laid out before me, seemingly all at once.

“Jasper, honey, I love you so much. Please come back to us.” The woman pleaded. She must mean my mind as I was still here. Then she gave me a big hug.

The man that I assumed was my adoptive father looked up at Edward and said “What is wrong with Jasper? It's normal to be irritable or confused with meningitis, but this isn't normal.” How would he know that? Was he a doctor too?

“I don't know, but his fever was outrageous and he argued with me for a good while trying to get him to the hospital. I don't think I would have gotten him here in time if it wasn't for Emmett.” Edward told him. What about Emmett?

“Who's Emmett?” My father asked.

“Me.” Said a loud voice from the doorway. Emmett grinned happily, his dimples making him look a little less frightening than his size did. “I stole him from the house and put him in the car. What was he going to do? Fight me?” Then Emmett laughed at that, so did Edward.

“Hello, Emmett. It's nice to meet you.” My father said sticking out his hand. “My boy sometimes needs a good kick to get him going in the right direction.” I heard Edward snicker at that, I wondered what that was about and if I should hit him for it. My mother smiled at me and held my hand.

I felt surrounded by love even though I couldn't remember a single one of these people. They must love me though or they wouldn't be here.

My parents talked to me about my childhood, my father explaining that sometimes that could make people remember things. Eventually they had to go back home as I was starting to get better. I couldn't remember anything still, but I was due to go home soon. Maybe if I was around more familiar objects something would stir in my head. Edward never left my side over the time I was in the hospital, he was never more than a five minute walk from me. He talked to me about us, our life growing up, his parents, how we met, how we ended up together, I laughed outright at that, how I was starting to write a book, so I could leave the job I hated. I still had no memories of those things.

Finally it was time for me to go home. It had to be better than being here. My bed had to be better than a hospital bed. Emmett drove us home which surprised me. He seemed to think that Edward and I needed more alone time together so I could get my memories back. Who knows, he might be right.

In the apartment Edward showed me around. He showed me his bedroom and mine. “We don't sleep in the same room?” I asked him.

Smiling at me he said “Of course we do, when we are both here. I work nights though, and I think I'd like us sharing one room, but we haven't gotten around to it yet.” I nodded at him. I wasn't sure I could face doing anything with him when I couldn't even remember being with him in the first damn place.

Walking into my room I saw a picture on my shelf. In it I was a child and I assumed that Edward was the other kid in the picture. We were all wet, like we'd been dunked under the water. Edward came up behind me and put his arms around me, my body stiffened at the strangeness. Edward ignored it until I relaxed and he said “That was us after we fell out of a canoe. That was a fun day.”

Surprising myself I leaned into him and liked how he felt against me. Edward kissed my neck softly making me shiver. Then he dropped his arms and stood back, looking at the floor he said “I'm sorry, Jasper. I shouldn't have done that when you can't even remember who I am.” Then he turned from the room and walked away from me. My heart was in my throat and my eyes burned with unshed tears. I knew in that moment that when he walked away from me, that my heart had walked away as well. I had to stop him. Even if I never got one damn memory back, I knew he was supposed to be mine.

“Edward, wait.” I said and walked out following him. His head was down unable to face me. Stepping close to him I lifted his head and before thinking too much about it I pressed my lips to his. Gasping at me Edward blinked and parted his lips in surprise. His lips felt good against mine, this was home, every part of me knew that it was.

Pulling away from me Edward breathed “I love you so much, Jasper.”

“I love you too, Edward.” I said and meant it, the feeling of love nearly overwhelmed me. Then I kissed him again, this time our tongues tangling together. Edward moved his mouth down my neck taking this a little further. I wasn't sure how much I would allow today, but I didn't want him to go either. Then I felt his teeth sink into my neck near my shoulder, biting me. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I growled out in pleasure and heard Edward laugh at me.

“That growl is still sexy, you know.” Edward told me. I paused, my mind was starting to catch up to the rest of me. I remembered those words in the Thai restaurant. I hate Thai food.

Gasping out loud I shouted “I remember.” Then I felt a barrage of memories come flooding back to me. The most important ones all had Edward in them.

“You remember? You know who I am?” Edward asked me. I smiled and nodded and he gave me the widest grin I'd ever seen on him and I knew that was true, I could remember the other ones.

Kissing me again Edward said “We have to tell everyone, they'll want to know.”

“Maybe, but right now I plan on reliving some of my memories of just us. Come on, it's been too long since we were together.” I told Edward and pulled him back into my bedroom, ecstatic that I could remember him. Pushing him down on the bed I said “I think it's been a while since I got to fuck you. Do you want me to fuck you?”

“God, Jazz, yes. Please fuck me.” Edward shouted. Wasting no more time we removed our clothes quickly. He was beautiful and all my memories of him came back to me in that moment. My lips sought his as my hands touched him everywhere, committing the feel of him to memory, to never forget again. “Oh fuck.” Edward said groaning.

“Soon, Edward, soon.” I replied. I heard a drawer open and saw Edward flipping open the lid on the bottle of lube. Putting it in his hand he ran it over his hard cock. It'd been a while since we'd been together with me in the hospital and all, so I wasn't sure either one of us would last very long. Taking the bottle from him I coated my fingers with the lube before pressing them into his ass.

Edward cried out and said “Now... please.” Looking around I saw the condom he'd placed on the bed as well and rolled it over my own erect cock. Putting more lube over my condom wrapped cock first I pushed into Edward's warm tight hole. I remembered this feeling, this sensation. It felt fucking awesome. “Oh god, Jazz. You feel so good inside me.” Edward moaned out.

I picked up Edward's legs and wrapped them around me, his heels dug into my ass pushing me further in. When I leaned down to him once more before really thrusting his hard cock was trapped between our bodies. It felt good to slide against it. He must have thought so too because he started breathing more heavily. Putting my hands on his waist I slid my body over his, at the same time moving in and out of his ass. Edward's hands came down to my ass making me move faster. He was impatient. My body was too, it had been too long. Edward stiffened and his head rolled back as he cried out spilling his seed all over us. I continued thrusting after he came back down until I let go. Pressing my lips to his again I moaned into the kiss. Rolling us to the side I pulled out of him and threw the condom away, and reached for my shirt to wipe us off. I wasn't about to get out of this bed right now, Edward was back in my head where he was going to stay.

Nuzzling his neck I sighed. “We can tell people later, right now I just want to stay here with you, if that's okay.”

“Anything you want, Jazz. That sounds great to me.” Edward said and put his arms around me. We didn't get out of bed until the next morning, late.