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Alice POV

The girl was around 5'8 with her heels on and her dress flowed as she walked. It was a silk dress, swirled in shamrock green and white. The breast and skirt of the dress was swirled in the same green and white, along with lavender purple and a hot pink. The bodice was just green and white, fitting smugly. There was a slit that went up her to right thigh, stopping right before the point where it would have been to much.

Her hair was a honey blonde and had light pink streaks all through it. Her bangs were pinned back, the rest of it coming down in waves to her elbows. Her hazel eyes that were outlined in black shone brightly across the room, looking at my family.

I wasn't the only one who had notticed her. The men were practically drooling, while Rose, Bella, and I were grabbing onto them protectively.

I saw her grin and she made her way over to us. Behind her as she walked, everything got thrown around, heavy winds coming out of no where. Tables were being flipped, the piano flew to the other side of the room, glasses were shattering, and silverware was being thrusted against the walls. It was if a she was the start of something horrific and dangerous.

The closer she got, the more I notticed her face. I hadn't seen her before, but I knew her. She had a lip ring, but wasn't in the center though, it off to one side, and it complimented her face well. She didn't look trashy, or skankish, she looked beautiful, and I could even tell that Rose was envious of her beauty.

"Alice?" her smirk turned into a worried expression. I looked up at her in with an unknowing expression. Who was she?

"Alice, what are you seeing?" she asked again, placing her hands on my shoulders.

She started shaking me, and thats when the waves of reality crashed into me. Jasper was standing infront of me, shaking me.

I blinked rapidly, my eyes wide.

"Sweetheart, what did you see?" Jasper asked concerned. The family was standing behind him with the same expression.

I shook my head and answered honestly. "I don't know."

His eyebrows furrowed and he kissed my forehead.

"Tell me, what excatly happened?" he ran his hands down my arms, tilting his head down to look me in the eyes.

I swallowed and nodded slowly.

"The girl..." I took a breath.

"What girl?" Jasper asked before I had a chance to finish.

I shrugged. "A girl. She looked, eighteen or ninteen. She was beautiful. So beautiful. Even Rose was envious of her."

Rose snorted. "Yeah, right."

I ignored her, finishing.

"You, Ed, and Emmett were all drooling over her, as she walked across the room, her gown flowing. We were all dressed up. But, when she started walking, everything behind her was being destroyed. Like there was a storm that was following her or something." I replayed the vison inside my head.

Jasper made a confused face but nodded, and I finished.

"Then she came closer and you knocked me out of it." I looked up at him.

"Good going, faggot." Emmett said with an arm around Rose.

"Shut up, you were the one telling me to shake harder." Jasper hissed, making a face at Emmett.

The cuddly giant was quiet after that.

"I don't understand any of it." I plopped down on the couch, confused.

A few days later

Days have gone by and my vision hasn't had any sort of connection to my life. Maybe it was a false vision. I hadn't ever had one myself, but I heard that they do occur.

That must be what it is.

"Alice, have you seen my keys?" Edward asked coming down the stairs.

"Yeah, they're right here." I looked on the table infront of me.

"Thanks." he came by and picked them up, making his way to the door.

"Where you going?" I asked looking up from the television.

He smiled. "The tattoo parlor."

I made a face. "Why?"

He made one right back at me. "To get a tat, why else?" he opened the front door, and shut it behind him.

Well.

Edward POV

I looked at the clock. It was 3:15, and Bella was napping. She looked so peaceful, and I yearned to touch her. I knew better. She was barely getting sleep at night because of all the stress that comes with planning a wedding.

Alice was doing the majority of the planning, but Bella was so afraid she'd mess something up. That shows you how long she's known Alice. Alice never messes up. Her motto is "do it right, or forget it".

Plus, I really don't care about the wedding, as long as Bella is still mine in the end. I have been waiting for about a month, and there's still another month's wait ahead. I could barely contain myself, but I had to. Bella wants to wait.

I sat up with an idea. I leaned over the bed putting my shoes on. As I walked out of the bedroom, I looked back at my little, sleeping lamb and smiled.

I ran down the stairs and Alice was on the couch watching T.V. She looked up at me as I asked her for my keys and told her where I was going.

I was going to get marked.

I had already planned out the tat I wanted. It would be a lion and a lamb. I was unsure about where I wanted it, and the details, but I'd talk to the artist about that.

I sped to the parlor that was only about 10 minutes away.

I got out and took in my surrondings. The parlor was right beside an alley, and their was a strip club right across the street. The area was run down and dirty, obviously crawling with druggies.

I strided inside to a young girl at the desk. She was beautiful, and it surprised me to find someone like her in this neck of the woods. She looked maybe 19 and had blonde hair, with light pink all through it. She was wearing a tight green shirt, and some dark jeans. She actually didn't nottice me until I had made it right infront of her, then she looked up and smiled, running her fingers through her hair. That's when I notticed her lip ring. It was off to one side, making her smile incredibly sexy. Piercings were sometimes hot if they looked good, if not I thought they were trashy.

"Hi, how may I help you?" as I read her mind, I found nothing like what I usually would with girls. They'd usually be fantacizing about me in bed with them, but she was just wondering what a guy like me was doing on this side of town.

I could ask her the same.

"I actually wanted to see about getting a tattoo." her hazel eyes looked down and picked up a piece of paper. It was a form.

"Well, if you'll just fill this out, saying you're healthy, and not some psycho, we can get right to it." she smiled handing it to me.

I laughed. Pretty and charming. "Can I borrow a pen?" I asked looking at her.

"Oh yeah, of course." she went to grab the pen on the counter, but it rolled off. She had bent over to retrieve it, and on the way back up, I heard a loud thump.

"Ouuchh." she came back up rubbing her head, eyes closed. She was trying not to tear up, but ended up losing that battle.

That's when it hit me. The sweet and salty smell, that made my head spin with want. Thank God I had just went hunting yesterday with the boys, or I would have attacked right then.

Once she brought her hand away from where her forehead and scalp met, I saw it. The trickle of blood.

"I must have hit a nail" she said, sniffing.

"Are you alright? Let me see, my dad's a doctor, he's taught me a little." she walked over to me, and I examined the wound with my eyes, then placed my hand on her cheek, holding her head in place. Then I pressed around the scar, and she flinched.

"Does that hurt?" I asked, looking to her eyes.

"Well yeah, I did just bump it."

I couldn't help but to chuckle. "Its not deep, as long as the nail wasn't rusty you should be fine."

"Whew, okay, its not, it's new."

Right before I let go, a male voice echoed through the room.

"Eedy? What's going on?" A man walked in wiping his hands on a towel. He looked about 21, give or take, and had tattoos running down his arms, and snakebite piercings on his bottom lip.

"I hit my head again Jared." she walked to him and he patted the blood away with the towel. Once it was gone, he looked it over and kissed her forehead.

"There, all better." he tilted his head down and looked at her with a smile. She smiled back, as he let go of her.

"Um, this man wants to disscuss a tat." She turned back to Jared.

He looked at me and nodded.

"Is it going to be simple or complicated?" he asked upfront.

"Uh, well, it's not complicated." I answered.

He looked at Eedy. "This one's all you." he grinned and picked up the towel, walking back into a room.

She walked over to me and smiled.

"Just finish that form and come take a seat." she pointed at some chairs and a small desk over across the room. I hadn't notticed it because it was sectioned off, hiden behind a pair of walls.

As she made her way over, I quickly filled out the form and followed behind her.

"So" she said as I took my seat, opposite of her.

"So, I was wanting something not small, but not big either. Maybe the size of my hand."

She nodded. "And what do you want the tat to be of?"

"A lion, embracing a lamb."

She nodded looking at me. She was thinking and a grin spread across her face.

"I got it! Okay, you're obviously trying to symbolize how someone dangerous loves someone, so... so...weak, but cute. Right?" she looked at me.

I nodded suprised at her understanding.

"Well, how about something like this. I drew it up a few weeks ago." she started scrummaging through draws until she pulled out a piece of paper with lots of different drawings on it. Over to the side was a lion and a lamb, wrapping their necks around each other.

"And to symbolize your love for her..." she picked up a pencil and drew a heart around the two animals. "And we could just blow it up, and put a red background. But, the animals would take up so much of the space inside of the heart, there would barely be any red." she looked up at me.

I sighed. A heart? Really? I was a man, and hearts were for wussy's.

She smiled. "I know, a heart, really?" I looked at her in suprise.

"But if you really love her, you'd do it, cause trust me. The little lamb would love it." she sat back in her chair, eyes never leaving mine.

"Wait, how did you know-"

"Why else would you? A lion and a lamb, not many people come in here for that one. It's obvious what it symbolizes."

I nodded, that was true.

"Okay. I'll do it. And where do you think it'd look best?"

She inhaled, looking me over.

"On your back. But not in the center, maybe on your left shoulder." she stood and walked over to me, placing a hand on my left shoulder and moving it down, to the back side. "What do you think?"

I nodded. "That's perfect."


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