Edward’s  POV:

Bella was looking around the room with a bewildered expression on her face.  She had woken up to the unsettling sound of shouting and splintering wood.  When I had shouted I had thrashed out my arms, reducing the rocking chair’s armrests to mere sawdust.  Thankfully Charlie had left an hour ago to go to work.  Explaining the new woodchip coated section of the room would be a little tricky.  Especially since I was hardly welcome here, let alone in Bella’s bedroom…at night.
My temper was running wild.  I needed to escape the small room before I broke something else--or worse--someone else.  I dashed to the window, still not fully comprehending what Bella had said.
“Why are you going!” Bella shouted.
“What!” I spat back, hardly taking note of her pain.
“What’s wrong?”  she sobbed innocently.
“JASPER!  First it was Jacob, and I could deal with that--I guess--but my married brother!”  I shouted at the top of my lungs.
“Did I say his name?” Bella sobbed.  “I can explain! Please Edward!  No!”  she shouted as I hoped out the window.
“I’m sure you can!” I said as I ascended  though the air.
While running home I thought of what was going through Bella’s mind in her dream.  She had shouted his name.  She never shouted in her dreams.  Never.  Bella must be in love with Jasper I assumed.  I would have to get Jasper.  Yes, it was all his fault.  He must have used his power on Bella and made her fall in love with him.  
I quickly arrived at the house.  Jasper was out hunting small game around Forks.  No one was home except Esme.  What to do…  Ah ha!  Jasper had an authentic civil war rifle with a bayonet on the end.  It was proudly being displayed in his study.  I grabbed it and ran off into the woods, ignoring Esme’s pleads to tell her where I was headed.
Jasper’s sent was a little tricky to follow.  He had been many places throughout the night so I had to backtrack several times.  It took me over an hour to find him.  I almost had turned around but I caught a thought running off Jaspers mind.  He was wondering why my sent was wafting through the air.  Jasper would soon be in shock.
As I approached closer I realized that he was in an old section of the High School grounds that used to be a tennis court.  Jasper was hitting a tennis ball in the air with a racket, only the ball was nearly going into the clouds.  The tennis racket was a new one he had just gotten made up for him.  A normal racket would never survive such and impact.  This one was all steel.  
I shot at Jasper and the bullet ricochet off his skin.  I should have known.   I leapt out to the court and ran into the bullet.  Obviously, it also ricochet off me and headed back towards Jasper.  He quickly sensed my anger and tried to calm me but not even his powers could mask my furry.  The bullet ended up making a type of life-sized game of pong.
“How could you!”  I demanded Jasper to answer.
“Do what?”  Jasper said as he leapt in front of the still speeding bullet.
“You tricked Bella into being in love with you!  You are no brother of mine!!!”  At this I lurched at Jasper.  
“What the fuck!”  a distressed voice yelled as I reached for Jasper’s neck.  I then herd a scream and sobs.  I looked in the direction of the commotion as Jasper flung me off him and I landed several hundred feet away.
It was Bella.
She lay at the end of the court.  She must have sneaked up on us in mid fight. Blood was pooling an her shirt sleeve. The ricocheted bullet must have struck home in her forearm.  I forgot all of my previous hatred and rushed to her aid.  I also noticed I was not alone.  Jasper was getting up and he had smelled the blood.  I power kicked him in the balls and he went flying through the air.  If it were different circumstances I would have laughed at the site.  My brother flew almost straight backward, feet only inches from the ground and arms flailing with a look of pure terror on his face.   
“Bella!  I cried.  She looked in shock.  “Are you okay?”
“What dose it look like dick head!” she retorted with a grin. I began to speak but she cut me off.  “Save your breath.” she said.  “C’mon and lets go to the hospital.  I just love the white aprons they let you wear! Sooooo cute!”
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After we got back I had one very important question to ask Bella.  “If you aren’t in love with Jasper then why did you say his name in your sleep?”
“When did I ever say I didn’t love Jasper?”