A/N: So, this is my first official fic on here but it isn't the first in my life.
I love to read and I (use to) love Twilight a hella lot but my obsession has faded - much like Bella's infatuation with Jakey.
Hehe.. anyway, enjoy the first chapter!

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I'm not sure whether it'll switch between POV's but I will indicate if need be.

After the prologue, the first chapter begins! (Yes, I do realise the prologue is practically non-existent. Ha.)
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Prologue

She hadn't seen it coming, nor had I.
But, she was the one with the ability and no matter how many times she told me it couldn't be possible -
every single time, I'd felt waves of uncertainty and heartache shoot towards me.

"Alice?"

Her eyes were blank as she stared at our opposing wall. We had been talking about our 60th Wedding Anniversary; she, insisting we needed to abide by since we hadn't celebrated our 50th, when she'd suddenly frozen solid. I knew she was having a vision and that it was terrible. The emotions rippling off of her were scaring me; horror, agony.. betrayal?

"Alice!"

Her butterscotch eyes finally moved, staring at my face but looking right through me. Whatever she was seeing, it was creating the most deepest grief and mourning I'd ever felt her radiate, even surpassing the time we had to leave Forks over my pathetic lack of self-control. I had loathed myself for disappointing my family, for disappointing Alice, above all. They had all reassured me it was bound to happen, that the moment was inevitable, but their comforting words were only masked lies. I'd known their emotions, sometimes, before they realised what they were feeling; they had been disappointed. And my Alice.. I'd felt her disgust; it was miniscule, but I'd sensed it.

Now she was enduring unspeakable pain, torture that was engulfing her and crashing into me. It was excruciating, knowing that was feeling this, and with both of our emotions intertwined, I was incapable of manipulating anything.

All I could feel was her. Dismay, grief, anguish, defeat.. If I'd been human, my body would have shutdown; notwithstanding the emotional onslaught.

"Alice.." I unnecessarily gasped.

Sadness, anxiety, hope, resolve.. her emotions quickly changed and I finally managed to calm her. Calm the both of us.

My wife dimly smiled, an unspoken thanks, acknowledging the familiar yet temporary emotion.

"Darlin'," I coaxed, holding both her hands in mine, "tell me what you saw?"

If I wasn't a vampire, I would never have noticed the impartial twitch in her face, before it returned to a cheery expression.

How could she pretend to feign happiness when I could feel the longing and despair she could not disguise?

"Alice.." I whispered, touching her arm, pleading. What had the vision been about that would make her so immensely defiant? Was she protecting me? Had the foundation of trust, that we'd built over the years, disintegrated before my eyes?

I was about to voice these questions, rare insecurities I'd never held before when she silenced me with two fingers to my lips. Shaking her head, she placed a hand on my cheek. "Trust isn't the issue, Jazz. And I'm not protecting you from anything, please know that."

Guilt. Sorrow. Hope.

What did this all mean? Why was she lying when we both knew I'd immediately recognise it?

She smiled, kissing my forehead then pulled away. Alice was already at the door before I could wrench her right back to me. "I love you," she said. "Don't worry, okay?"

That was impossible and she clearly acknowledged that.

Her eyes briefly glazed over before she lightly shook her head and flounced out our bedroom doors.