Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight

A/N: I don't know why I'm doing this. I hate Twilight. Goddamn Plot Bunnies

Chapter One: Burdened

Alice POV

There isn't much for me to do right now. Rosalie has taken control of the care of the new baby, and Carlisle and Edward are overseeing Bella as she makes the transition from being warm, alive and human into being like us. Cold and hard for eternity. It doesn't seem like she's in pain. She's lying perfectly still, but that's probably the part of her that so desperately doesn't want others to worry at her expense.

So, I retreated to Jasper's and my bedroom and curled up among the pillows. Half of the bed is covered in pillows because I like to snuggle with them, all soft and plush, so contrary to what we are. I think about Bella on the brink of death elsewhere in the house and see her back arching 3 hours into the future as her heart races against the power of the venom, ultimately losing. She falls back and her blood-red eyes snap open in wonder of the world she wasn't aware of before.

I think about Rosalie taking care of the newborn with all the fervor that she would have given to her own child, had she been able to conceive one, and the pain of longing sears through me.

Bella is special, because unlike most vampire women, she has a child of her own that she carried and gave birth to, despite it nearly ripping her life away. I align with the rest of us, those that wish we could have children with the man they spend eternity loving and being faithful to with every endless day.

I wasn't insane, I just knew things that other people thought it was impossible to know. They locked me up and left me to rot in an asylum, and when I found Carlisle and the rest of the Cullens, they believed I was too young when I was changed to be concerned with such things. Unfortunately, your biological clock doesn't stop you from wanting to have children, whether you are able to or not.

I feel my eyes grow moist with venom tears that spill down my cheeks. They are hot and acidic against my marble skin like salty tears burn human faces. Jasper is walking toward the door, he already knows I'm upset. He always knows.

The white painted door swings closed with a slight click and he pauses for a moment before turning around. In his future I can see how I look. Pitifully small and lost amongst the large and fluffy pastel pillows, with my arms wrapped around my ankles and my head resting on my knees.

Wordlessly, he sits down on the edge of the bed and puts an arm around me. I fall into the gesture without unclasping my hands, so my knees and body keel toward him also. I close my eyes and lean into his comfort as I feel his lips press against the top of my head. I can't make out the words he says, but his whispers soothe my aches.

After sitting silently for a long while, he asks me

"What is it that has you so sad?"

"I want a baby." I mumble into my legs without taking my eyes of the bedspread. Jasper moves my arms around his neck and holds me so tightly that if I needed breath I would have been gasping for air. I pulled myself tighter into the security of his embrace. It was the kind of hug he gives when he is giving empathy.

"I'm so sorry, Alice. This whole thing is so difficult for you."

"I don't think Edward knows yet," I wiped away a trail of venom from my cheek, "I think he's still too concerned doting on Bella to be distracted by the thoughts of his sister."

"He knows," Jasper spoke quietly, "And he is sorry. For you, for Esme, and for Rose. How you three are forced to watch this miracle happen while being barren. He knows your thoughts, but he can't feel what you are going through as I can."

"I suppose it is part of the universe trying to balance the order. Creatures like us shouldn't exist, immortals, nearly gods in earthly form. If nothing can destroy us but others like us, it stands to reason that nothing should create us in and of itself. Our kind must take from a human their vitality, breath, warmth and fertility in exchange for eternal life."

"Alice, she is going to be everyone's daughter. She will grow up around this whole family and all eight of us will be influences on her, teaching her about life and raising her. Together. You will have a hand in her upbringing."

"But she won't be mine!" I allowed my voice to escalate "She won't be my daughter, your daughter. A product of us sharing our love. As much as she will be a daughter to all of us in spirit, she is Edward and Bella's alone."

With that he remained silent and simply held me. I gently pulled my arms free from his neck and left his grasp

"I'm going out to hunt. I won't be too long."

"Alice…"

"I need some fresh air, and some blood will help calm me."

I opened the doors to our balcony, placed one foot on the rail, and leapt off into the maze of exquisite green that provided my temporary solace.

A/N 2: I am anti-Twilight, but this will not turn into a parody fic. Unfortunately, I am dead serious about this. There will be more chapters, they will be plot-driven. If that's too much substance for you, I understand. If not, leave a review and tell me what you think.