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Chapter 1.

Visions

I knew that Jasper had guessed something was wrong. I was evident on my face, to him – something wasn't quite right.

I didn't even know myself what was going to happen. But today was going to have a huge difference on my family. I knew that much, but I could also feel it. The sight in front of my eyes blurred again as I looked worriedly into the future... but nothing. I just couldn't get a grip on it.

"Alice?" Jasper's voice pulled at my vision, sucking it away. "C'mon. Let's go." He waited until I looked into his eyes, and even I could feel the reassurance he wanted me to feel, without his talents, radiating off him. His beautiful eyes held mine for a second longer, and then I turned my head away, as he hugged me to his chest. He kissed the top of my head.

Then he let me go, but took my hand and we flew together to the car. Edward, Rosalie and Emmett were already there, Edward revving the engine of his silver Volvo as we hopped in. The tires squealed and spun as Edward raced out of our drive.

Edward's brow immediately furrowed. My lack of sight into the future annoyed him as much as it annoyed me. Why, I had absolutely no idea. Sorry, I still don't know, I thought towards him. My internal voice had an edge of irritation, and I knew he could hear it. I tried to keep my thoughts off the true worry I felt, and he didn't seem to notice anything. He must be distracted, because normally he would be able to weasel his way through my thoughts, and find it somewhere, somehow. He must be concentrating on something... possible outcomes of today, or my visions? Maybe. I just can't see it. I think it is because someone hasn't fully decided something yet. Like acting on an instinct? He nodded thoughtfully in agreement.

Jasper rubbed my hand soothingly, and threw waves of calm serenity out towards me once again, encompassing me in a peaceful and comforting bubble . The clouds closed overhead, and the rain began spattering down the window.

We arrived at school in perfect time.

I drifted through the classes, not really noticing whether I was still at the lab table with Jazz in biology, or listening to mediocre Spanish. I was entirely absorbed with my mystery, but mostly worried about my poor Jasper. He suffered more than the rest of us, and today was particularly hard for him because we hadn't gone hunting for a while. Only two weeks though. Nothing too immense. At least for the rest of us.

I looked forward again for him, as he struggled next to me. He didn't like to seem weak, and I knew he would prefer it if I didn't see all of his increasing efforts, but I needed to know what would happen.

I hated seeing him in pain.

The day passed in a blur, and all too soon, we had assembled at our usual table for lunch. We collected the trays full of food we wouldn't eat, and sat, talking only in monotones to each other. Jasper tried to keep his thoughts away from the humans, and their beating hearts.

Edward. I knew he could hear me. How is he holding up? We had become much better at these silent conversations. No-one, except for us, would realise our communication any longer.

He frowned slightly. My eyes jumped anxiously to my side immediately, and I watched Jasper through my peripheral vision. Was it that bad?

Is there any danger? I knew he could hear the alarm in my mental voice. I searched through my vision looking for the source of his frown. There didn't appear to be anything...

He turned his head very slightly, then stared back at the cracks in the wall he was watching previously. I knew that if a human was watching, he wouldn't have appeared to have moved at all.

I suppressed a sigh of relief. Let me know if it gets too bad. Edward moved only his eyes this time, skimming once up and down the off-white plaster.

Thanks for doing this. I appreciated him helping me breathe easier. Jasper's thirst, and his trust in his thirst, worried me enormously.

I looked ahead once more. Then suddenly, my vision shifted. I saw Jasper rise from his seat beside me, and walk over towards the girl who had appeared by the table next to ours. I recognised her; her name was Whitney, I suddenly recalled. I remembered her mother's invite to Esme, to a garden party.

As the vision continued, I watched as he leaned down towards her neck, his lips whispering across her skin, then exposing his venom coated teeth to her soft flesh, ripping her skin, the hot pulse of the blood soothing his itching and fiery throat...

Edward kicked his chair. He looked ashamedly up at him, before he turned his head down in humiliation. I knew that Edward had watched either my vision or Jasper's thoughts.

I watched as the vision disappeared, fading away.

"Sorry," Jasper murmured. Edward shrugged.

"You weren't going to do anything. I could see that." I tried again to soothe him. My lie would be convincing, if only he didn't know that he was dangerously close to fulfilling my vision. Edward wouldn't give me away, I was certain. "It helps a little if you think of them as people," I continued in my attempt to alleviate his shame. We all had weaknesses. It was just so that Jasper's was physically, in dealing with his thirst.

I spoke quickly. "Her name is Whitney. She has a baby sister she adores. Her mother invited Esme to that garden party, do you remember?"

"I know who she is." He replied sharply. He twisted his head to stare out of the window. My so-called comforting obviously wasn't having any effect.

I sighed. There was really no point in making himself feel worse. We would hunt tonight.

I rose fluidly, and picked my tray from the table. I distributed it, then walked, slowly even for a human, to my next class. I flitted between reality and the future, my body guiding itself emptily towards class. I soon found my seat, and sat, sighing again.

The remainder of the day passed much like the rest; I didn't realise quite where I was. Jazz concentrated solely on his thirst, and I scrutinized each of his actions.

I breathed in relief as the final bell went, signalling the day's end. I remained focused on Jasper as we made our way slowly across the parking lot. We waited in the car and I blinked, surprised. Edward usually was here before us. Em and Rose slid in next to Jazz, as I waited in my accustomed seat in the front, next to Edward. I listened, and heard Edward's voice in the front office. Emmett tried to persuade Jazz to play a re-match of their fight last night. Jasper remained wrapped up in his determination.

"Never mind then. I can see that's impossible. Thank you so much for your help."

Edward wrenched himself from the room. There were only two mundane humans there, Mrs. Cope, and the new girl, Isabella Swan. No-one of consequence. I couldn't see why he was in such a rush, as he launched himself to the car, too fast to pass as a human speed.

He climbed quickly into the car, gasping, dragging at the air.

"Edward?" What was wrong? What had happened?

He shook his head at me.

"What the hell happened to you?" Emmett demanded of him, distracted from his pleas to Jasper.

Rosalie, Emmett and Jasper all turned to stare questioningly at me. I shrugged. I had no idea what had happened to him, I hadn't been looking. I couldn't see into the past, only the future. I let my eyes mist over as I looked forward for him. I knew he was watching too.

I was surprised as I saw him tear away in his car, heading... someplace I couldn't see.

"You're leaving?" Everyone's heads turned to him now.

"Am I?" he hissed.

I returned to the vision, as it twisted and spun, I saw... the new girl. Bella...

"Oh." Dead. Edward stood tall over her, his eyes glowing like crimson rubies. I saw us deciding to pull out of town, to move away, timing our decision cautiously. "Oh." It was all I could say.

The vision flew into the specifics as Edward unconsciously mapped out his strategy. The small girl in the bright yellow kitchen, the colors contrasting with the mood I felt emanating from Edward, stalking her from the shadows, ready to pounce...

"Stop!" he moaned, his face contorted with internal rage and grief.

"Sorry," I whispered. My face was set in a mask of shock.

My vision rolled into a different shape, as I saw the snow covered trees flashing by.

"I'll miss you. No matter how short a time you're gone." My voice rang with certainty. I was the closet sibling towards him. He was truly a brother to me. None of us had pulled away from our family, just... left. But I would respect his decision. If that was what he wanted...

I saw Rosalie and Emmett exchange a long, anxious glance. Emmett was genuinely Edward's brother – at least in one respect. Rosalie didn't care much for Edward, but he was her brother. Also, Esme would be... devastated. We would have to be careful how we told her.

We were nearing the entrance leading a path to our house. I knew he would have to leave as soon as he could, so that he was still in control as he left. "Drop us here," I commanded. "You should tell Carlisle yourself." Carlisle would let him leave. Carlisle knew Edward would make the right choice.

He nodded, and the car screeched to a stop. Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie climbed out in silence. They were obviously confused; they hadn't seen what Edward and I had. I would have to fill them in later. As soon as Carlisle got back, I would tell them all that I saw. Jasper hesitated by the fringe of the trees, unsure whether to let me have a moment with Edward, or wait for me. It didn't bother me what he decided. I only needed to say very little to Edward.

I touched his shoulder lightly. "You will do the right thing." My voice was quiet, but full of confidence in his decision. He would choose the right option. "She's Charlie Swan's only family. It would kill him too." This was true. I had seen a vision of their connection as I tripped through inconsequential visions, searching for any news or point of interest.

"Yes." His voice was hard. I knew that he agreed with only one part of my statement.

I slipped out of the car, my face etched with worry. I turned and ran with Jasper back to the house. He was quiet, probably thinking about the little information he had as he tried to piece it together. My visions of Edward's outcome flashed from Edward's suddenly ruby eyes, to the snow covered trees near the mountains. Perhaps he went to stay with Tanya and her family?

We entered the house, my eyes still unfocused. Esme pounced on me the moment I stepped through the door.

"Alice, what-"

"Please Esme; let's wait until Carlisle gets back." And with that I curled up on the sofa and shut my eyes. I let sights and sounds swirl through my mind, focusing on Edward's vague decisions. Finally the vision I had been waiting for flashed through my mind. Edward stopped at the hospital, and ran nearly too fast to pass as a human speed, to Carlisle's office.

I watched as my vision continued to draw itself out. Edward took Carlisle's car, and continued on to... Denali? I couldn't tell yet.

I felt Jasper's arms around me, and I slipped back into the present. "Carlisle will be here soon," I informed everyone quietly. "He will arrive in about-" my eyes flashed briefly into the future "four minutes."

Esme on the sofa on my other side. Worry colored her every motion, highlighting the crease in her forehead as she frowned. "Is... is this about Edward?" Her trembling lips barely uttered the words, but I could still hear the barely concealed overwhelming anxiety and distress.

"Yes," I breathed, just as softly.

"I'm going to... step outside for a minute," Jasper mumbled. He jumped up and bounded out of the room. I could feel the emotions wrapping themselves around Esme, even without Jasper's talent. He wouldn't be able to stand this level of emotion for that long, I knew.

Esme turned, fierce with her anguish. "Alice, please," she began to beg. She needed to know, but I needed to speak with Carlisle first. He could tell me what had happened at the hospital, and I could piece the puzzle together.

"Carlisle's back," I stated to the still room. Everyone seemed frozen. The tension was building.

We each heard the Volvo pull into the garage, and park. In seconds he was sat by Esme, on the sofa with me. Rosalie and Emmett stood together, their backs to the glass wall, facing us on the sofa. Jasper walked warily into the room, rubbing his temples at the height of emotion. He took his place beside me, then took my hand as a symbol of comfort to my tense body. He let out waves of peace, but the panic was too central to do much.

I waved towards Carlisle to tell everybody what had happened at the hospital. He explained it carefully, and everyone remained silent. When he finished, he looked towards me and said, "Alice. I believe that you have the better picture. Please, share it with us."

All eyes fell upon me. I guess I had some explaining to do. I took a deep breath, then opened my mouth to speak.

Author's notes: sorry everyone, I decided to leave that one there!! So REVIEW and I'll write the next chapter!!