A/N: This has been stuffed in the back of my mind forever now. I haven't written ff in a while (college sucks) so this is not my best work.
Alice will do just about anything for her family.
She spent years not having one, even before she was a vampire. But that's another story. The truth, according to her, is very, very simple. Edward is her brother. Bella is her best friend. She needs them to be happy because they are her family. Of course, having a gift of foresight helps ensure the happiness of the people she loves.
Foresight has its shortcoming. Not many. But there are those pesky wolves. Shifters block her vision, but Alice doesn't need much. She just needs a world in which Jacob Black doesn't exist. He has the capacity to ruin everything. But, she can't kill him. She can't silence him. Jasper can't strip away the oozing, bleeding, Bella-love he holds on to so desperately. She can't bribe him away either, because any of those outcomes will make Bella leave.
You don't need foresight to know that Jacob is head over heels for Bella, and Bella is mostly head over heels for Edward. It's the mostly part that boils her up inside. Humans, with their wishy washy emotions knew nothing of eternal love. Eternal love only existed among eternal beings. But the easiest solution to everything is for Bella to become a vampire. And the only way that was going to happen nowadays, was for Jacob Black to go away.
On this particular day, Alice brooded over Bella's disappearing future. All day she saw hazy visions of Bella chasing around two black haired kids. That was not a future she could let happen. She twisted, manipulated, and played with just about every conceivable angle she could think of, but no acceptable future arose from it.
Then, the answer came so simply Alice almost exploded from the joy of it.
Bella was sitting miserably in the dining room across from her, watching her address her wedding invitations to the citizens of Forks. Bella complained about the fancy things costing a fortune (which they had) but Alice waved away her concerns as usual, chuckled at her grumbling and continued to write and brood silently.
She had reluctantly started to address one for the Blacks when Bella lost the little bit of color left in her face and snatched the envelope from her.
"Not them. I don't want them there." The melancholy in her voice left Alice annoyed.
"Then we won't send one dear," she assures her with a pat to her hand. Bella crumpled up the envelope and held it tightly in her fist. While contemplating Bella's face, Alice saw the answer to her problem as plain as day.
Missing signs all over Forks with Jacob Black's outdated school picture on front.
Charlie's tight face as he asks Bella if she knew why he'd run away.
Perfect.
While Bella slinks off to find Edward, Alice neatly pens the Black's address again. But it isn't enough. Tapping impatiently, she waits as another vision comes to her, this time of an old, wrinkled and wheelchair bound Quileute man fisting a note signed in Edward's name.
"Thank you for her," it says. Alice stifles a smile as she pulls out a pretty piece of parchment and writes a few sweet lines in Edward's precise scrawl. She doesn't hesitate to sign his name.
The next day the news comes that Jacob Black has disappeared. And it is the first time, in a long time, that vampire Bella's future was as solid and firm as Alice's own skin.