Author's Note: This story is going to start out in Alice's point of view and then go to Bella's.

Chapter 1: Visions

Alice's P.O.V

I sat on the couch next to Jasper as we watched T.V. I couldn't have told you what was on because I really wasn't paying attention to it. We had been living in Alaska now for three months. I hated it. I missed my best friend. I didn't know what she thought of me right now. I left without saying goodbye, so she had to be mad.

As I sat there letting these thoughts run through my head I glared at Edward. I knew he could hear my, but he ignored it. He had ignored everyone and everything for the past three months. Usually he spent time in his room, but Esme had started bothering him about never being around the family, so now he sat in the living room staring out the window. Part of me felt bad for him. I knew why he left. I didn't understand it, but I knew why. Life had been miserable since we got here. Nobody was ever happy. Everyone was walking on eggshells because of Edward's state of mind. I wasn't sure if a vampire could lose there mind, but I feared he was on his way.

"Relax honey. You are stressing out about something way too much." Jasper whispered.

"Sorry Jasper. I can't help it." I said shooting a glare over at Edward.

He glanced at me with a completely empty stare and then turned back towards the window. I was about to say something to him when my mind suddenly went blank and then a vision popped in my head.

I saw Bella standing in the rain. She was skinnier than I remember. More frail. The vision widened and I saw she was in a cemetery. There were people wearing all black surrounding her and then I saw the tombstones. There were three caskets lying there in front of them. I concentrated on the tombstones and the names flashed in my mind. Charlie, Renee, Phil. I sucked in a breath as the vision centered on Bella again. A lone tear stray out of her eye and slid down her face. She looked so fragile. The vision shifted and we were suddenly in Bella's house. She was standing in front of the fireplace looking at the mantle. There were pictures of her family lined along the shelf there. Suddenly Bella snapped and started flinging the pictures across the room and at the wall as she sobbed. After only a moment of this she collapsed onto her knees in tears. The vision disappeared.

I felt all eyes in the room on me, but the only person I could look at was Edward. He was staring at me blankly like he hadn't seen it.

"Alice? What is it? What did you see?" Jasper asked hugging me close to him.

"Bella…" I whispered not breaking Edward's gaze.

"I told you not to look for her!" He growled.

"Just because I am not looking for her doesn't mean I don't see her. I am tuned to her Edward."

"It doesn't matter. You should have blocked her out."

"You saw it! Something has happened Edward. Something is terribly wrong!" I screamed as I rose to my feet.

He jumped up as he came storming up to my face.

"You promised!" he yelled.

"She was my best friend Edward. You took that away from me! I am not going to just stand by and let her suffer alone. If that vision was true then we are too late and she is truly alone."

"What is going on Alice? Tell the rest of us." Carlisle said in his fatherly tone.

"It was Bella at a funeral. The tombstones said Charlie, Renee, and Phil. Which would mean that there has been some kind of accident. I can't just stand by and let her suffer. My vision ended with her breaking down… alone… in her living room."

Carlisle turned to look at Edward.

"NO!" he growled.

"Edward you saw it."

His face crumpled and I saw him weakening.

"I promised her I would never bother her again." He whispered.

"She needs us. Her family has died. Her other family left."

"I don't…."

"Snap out of it Edward. I'm going whether you approve or not." I said as I turned and stormed out of the room.

Bella's P.O.V.

The room was the same. Nothing had been changed. His fishing boots still sat in the corner of the foyer. You could still smell his scent throughout the entire house. All the pictures on the mantle were still slightly dusty.

I reached out and ran my finger along the edge of one. It was one of me and Charlie from right before Edwa….. I couldn't even finish my thought. I felt the tears burn my eyelids before releasing myself. I flung my hand across the shelf knocking pictures down and flinging them across the room.

Why did this have to happen? It wasn't bad enough that the Cullen's left, but now the rest of my family? Everyone I knew and loved was gone. I picked up a picture of Charlie holding a fish and threw it as hard as I could at the wall. It shattered into pieces. I felt my heart do the same thing as I crumpled to the ground in sobs.

After about an hour of sitting in the middle of the living room I stood up and dragged myself to my room. Once inside I curled up in a little ball on my side, brought the blanket up over my head, and buried myself in tears.