DISCLAIMER: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and all the characters.
A/N: So, you know how I said something about an Emmett and Rosalie fanfic? This isn't it. It's still in work. But this is an Alice and Jasper one. I don't know if I'm going to continue or not...so your reviews are what is going to determine the fate of it. Your wish is my command.
Prologue
My story isn't a very happy one, nor does it have a happy ending. So if that's what you were looking for, you should leave now.
My search began when I was fourteen - that was when I started to have the vivid dreams and visions. And it all had to deal with a boy who I had never met in my life. I had vowed to go looking for him, no matter what it took.
I looked everywhere - stores, fairs, concerts, and any other place a typical teenager would go to. When I would leave some place, I always made sure to throw one more look over my shoulder.
The funny thing was that I really didn't know what he looked like. In my little dreams and visions, you see, I would only get a glimpse of half his face or just a blue eye or perfect smile. It was frustrating and I couldn't do anything about it.
But I think I was sixteen when I realized something was missing in my life. It was a little like that nagging feeling that you would get when you left the house and would forget something at home, but it was too late to turn around to go back and get it. I had to live with that feeling for six more years.
I tried everything. I went to college for a year, I travelled Europe, I did dangerous stunts but nothing ever filled the emptiness.
It was when I turned twenty-one when I wondered if it was the boy I had been seeing.
He was alive and a year or two older than me. I guess you could say we grew up together. The dreams had never left. And in my visions I saw him becoming a handsome man, maturing well and living a life with no idea that I was looking for him.
Something was missing in me, and he was my last resort. I only prayed to God it was him.