A/N: This is my first fanfic... Ever. So, please be nice and review? =D

In this chapter: Something happens to Alice that sends the Cullens into spiraling confusion.

Jasper's POV

It was one of those nights. You know, one of the ones where it's just… dark. No stars, the moon covered by clouds.

My favorite kind of night.

The kind of night where I'd just go out and run, just to run. Leap just to leap, hunt just to hunt.

"Jasper, would you wait for us!" I heard one of my sisters scream probably a mile behind me. But, of course, I wouldn't stop.

"Jasper Whitlock Hale!" Definitely Rose, I thought.

"Calm down before I make you calm down!" I yelled back, then giggled to myself at my own joke.

"Jasper!" Rose screamed, but this time it was more urgent. "Alice—she's..."

I almost gasped, but then ran as fast as I could toward my family. It was just Rosalie, Alice, Emmett, and I tonight, but Emmett was nowhere to be seen.

"Alice!" I cried, seeing her in Rosalie's grip. "Rose, what's going on?"

"We don't know… It's not a vision, Jasper. It's something… bigger. Emmett is getting Carlisle as we speak."

I didn't calm down even the slightest bit, but took Alice from Rosalie's arms. "Alice," I whispered into her ear, but her eyes remained closed. She obviously wasn't sleeping, so… what exactly was going on? And did her forehead feel… warm?

"Carlisle! You're here!" Rose said. Half a second later, Carlisle skidded to a stop in the small clearing. "What the hell is happening to her?!"

Carlisle took Alice into his arms. "I-I'm not sure. We have to get her home…"

We all rushed off to our current home, a huge blue and red house in a city called Brookings, which was, admittedly, not as great as Forks. But it was rather rainy, and a relatively low population.

"Alice. Alice, wake up." Carlisle said in a smooth voice. And suddenly, her eyes opened. Why couldn't I have done that?, I thought.

"Alice!" I said, and kissed her gently. "Are you alright?"

She sat up on the black leather sofa. "Jasper." she said, and smiled. "I'm fine now."

"Do you know what happened to you?" Carlisle asked in the same smooth voice.

"No, but I feel… Different. Where's Bella?" she asked, and I could tell that she didn't want all this attention.

"They're all on their way. Edward, Bella, and Nessie. But we're all here."

Carlisle instructed all of us to leave the upstairs bedroom (which, ironically, was lacking a bed), and then we heard the front door open. "Alice!" Nessie screamed. Esme blocked her way into the upstairs hallway, which made her pout. Nessie really had grown up quite a bit over the years, but still acted like a child. She was supposedly a 15-year-old girl, but she could throw a tantrum like a 4-year-old human.

"Let me through!" she cried.

Edward showed up at the staircase. "No, Renesmee. She's fine. Just go to your room." He said calmly.

She frowned, but obeyed her father. Then Bella appeared, and hugged me. I was not one for hugging, so I just stood there awkwardly, making Esme laugh. Edward pushed past Esme and I and went straight into Alice's room.

"Where's Jacob?" I asked, just trying to make small talk.

"He's downstairs. He didn't want to give Alice a headache." Bella said, and smiled.

"Oh." I said. We stood there awkwardly, until Esme suggested that we go watch some TV with Emmett and Rose. I could hear Emmett screaming at the television from up here, then arguing with Jacob about some football team. I wasn't one for sports—football wasn't a big thing back in the Civil War times.

"Hey, guys. How's Alice doing?" Jacob asked. I knew it killed him that he couldn't be around her because of her blindness to him, buthe still cared. She was family, after all.

"I don't know. Carlisle kicked me out." I said.

"So she just passed out?" he asked.

"I… I wasn't there."

His eyes got wider.

"That's pretty much how it went down." Emmett said. "It was weird."

"Anyway!" Esme said in her cheerful voice. "Jacob, are you hungry?"

He shook his head. "Nah. I'm gonna go talk to Nessie."

I heard Bella sigh. Ten years later and she still didn't like that name. Jacob got up and walked down the stairs at the end of the living room, and it was suddenly quiet in the spacious room. The rest of them were all trying to do the same as I was: trying to listen to the conversation going on upstairs.

Edward appeared at the top of the staircase, not looking shocked to see us all watching intently.

"She's fine." He said calmly. "But there certainly is something different." Then he gestured for us to follow him upstairs, and we all raced to the second-floor room.

"What's going on?" Rose insisted. "What's different?"

"Alice has developed a new power…" Carlisle said, looking just as disbelieving as we all felt.

But Alice looked as giddy as a child on Christmas, grinning widely and excitedly. "I can see the past."

Thanks for reading! I know it's not very good so far, but I'll try my hardest!