AN: This is my idea of what could happen if Alice was killed in the fight at the end of Eclipse. Please dont bitch sayin that Alice and Jasper are soulmates and Jasper wouldnt stay around without Alice. I know that. I love both Alice and Jasper to death. I am not saying with this story that they should be split up. It is just a story. Dont kill me for being a little creative and very bored one day.

Chapter One

-June 1957-
Beverly
I sat with the love of my life, James, on the front porch of my house. We were discussing our future, something that was a big topic for us the last couple weeks since my graduation. He was going into his second year at the University of Michigan and I was just starting out my life in the real world. The next day I was leaving for vacation with my family for a month, heading to California to see my grandparents.

"How many more hours until you leave?" he asked me.

I pulled his right wrist up for me to look at his watch. 9:29 pm. "Eleven and a half hours." I calculated.

"And how many until you come back home?"

I laughed. "Too many to even begin to add up."

He laughed and put his arm around my shoulders and I fell into place next to him.

"I really wish you weren't going to leave. Then we can start planning everything for next year." He stated and then kissed the top of my head.

I smiled and looked down at the ring on my left hand. James had proposed to me the day after my graduation. The ring had been his grandmother's and she gave it to him when he and I met four years ago when I started high school. She knew that he and I were going to be together forever. I cant say how happy I was that she was right.

"I know. But part of this trip is so that I could start looking at dresses. All of the gorgeous ones just have to be on the other side of the country." I laughed.

"You know that anything that you wear will be gorgeous on you Bevvy." He commented. I loved that nickname of his for me.

I giggled at the name. I couldn't help but imagine that this would be us by the end of summer next year. Sitting on our own porch, listening to the sounds of the night around us, just being together like this.

I was already starting to imagine married life with James. And next year just couldn't come fast enough.

"What kind of house do you want?" I asked as I snuggled more into him.

He wrapped both of his arms around me and sighed, thinking of his answer. "Not too big. I don't want you to have to spend all day cleaning and then be tired when I come home. But not too small either because I really don't think our children will want to sleep in the same room as their parents." He laughed.

I smiled. I just couldn't wait for us to be married. He was the perfect guy. Smart, athletic, strong minded, caring, sweet, everything that a guy should be. And he was going to be mine forever.

-the next day-
We left five hours ago and were now stranded in the middle of nowhere. Something about the car battery or something or other. I don't do cars, that's James' territory. And apparently not Daddy's either.

We hadn't eaten since we left the house that morning and we were starting to get hungry.

"Mom, do we have anything to eat? I'm starving." I asked my mother from the backseat.

"Me too Mom. Completely starving." My 14year old brother David echoed next to me.

Mom pulled the picnic basket from the floor next to her feet into her lap and opened it. The car was filled with the sweet aroma of sandwiches, cookies, crackers and everything else that Mom packed for the trip if we were to get hungry on the way. She handed back two sandwiches to us and gave one to Daddy and kept one for herself.

"How long have we been sitting here John?" Mom asked Daddy after we finished the sandwiches.

We were now outside of the car and sitting in the shade of the few trees that were on the side of the road. David and I were in the middle of our third game of Scrabble and I was trying to come up with a word with the jumble of letters I had in front of me.

Daddy must have looked at his watch because he told Mom that it has been a couple hours.

"Doesn't anyone drive on this road? We haven't seen a car since we got here." Daddy nearly shouted. He was getting hot and irritated, and that made his temper go up more than it would in a normal situation.

"Come on Bev! Its your word." David told me.

"I am aware of that David. I'm trying to figure one out. So just hold your horses." I replied back. I was really bad at this game. I was much more better with numbers than with letters. All I had in my letters were a V, W, P, Z, G, X and a C. And unless there was a word in the English language that was spelled Gwpvzcx, I was stuck. I raised my hands up in surrender. "I forfeit. You win." I told him and tossed my tiles back into the bag and got ready for another game… another loss to my 14year old brother. If only James were there, he would whisper tips in my ear and give me a better chance at winning. Though, even with James helping me, I would still lose, but at least with a little more dignity than usual.

As we started setting up the next game, we heard the sound that we were all dying to hear for the last 3hours. A car engine!

David and Daddy went around to the edge of the road to the driver would see them and hopefully pull over and offer help, while Mom and I started putting the game away in anticipation of the help. I had decided that when we were at the next hotel tonight, I would 'accidentally' leave the game in the closet of the hotel room.

I heard Daddy telling the driver of our car trouble and asked if he could give us a ride to the next town to call for a tow truck. I waited for the response, but didn't hear one.

Then everything happened very fast, I could barely blink, it was almost a blur.

Daddy and David both screamed and that set Mom and I on alert. Before either of us could move, we were both attacked.

I heard Mom scream and I felt someone wrench my head to the side and pressure on my neck.

Then all I felt was pain. The worst pain that I have ever felt in my life. I was on fire! I started hitting at my neck, trying to get the fire out, but the pain only increased dramatically.

I screamed. For David, Mom, Daddy, James, anyone to get the fire out before it consumed me and I burnt to death.

But my cries went completely unanswered.

As I felt someone scoop me into their arms, my heart felt like that it was going to burst out of my chest. I prayed for God to just take me so I could be rid of the pain that I was suffering from. I was laid down and someone took my hand. Then I heard very softly, "Squeeze as hard as you want. It helps." It was a woman. I did as she told me, but it didn't distract me from the agony that I was in.

"I don't see why you didn't just drain her Tim! You said you were done with changing them when you changed me!" the woman snapped harshly.

"I have plans for her…" a male voice, presumably Tim's, replied with a slight laugh from in front of us.

Next chapter right after this one.