Disclaimer: Twilight was written by Stephanie Meyer. I am just borrowing her characters for my entertainment. All unfamiliar characters are my own.

I also want to thank my friend 0arcadiaelle0 for inspiring me with "soft and squeeze-able" Carlisle ;) Also, I want to thank Melliemellie for being my beta. You are awesome!

Summary: A couple of years after the battle-that-never-was in Breaking Dawn, Carlisle found himself divorced, heart-broken, and making anyone near him miserable. While living with Alice and Jasper, he quit his job working as an ER doctor as it became a chore for him. Until one day Alice has a vision of Carlisle being happy in the not-too-distant-future with is real mate, Donna a human living in Stowe, Vermont.

Chapter 1: A New Beginning

Alice's POV

I felt so bad for Carlisle. It has been a little over a year now and he still can't move on since Esme asked him for a divorce. Esme was on a little 1 week camping trip to Colorado with Edward, Bella, Renesmee and Jacob. While on this trip, Esme found her real mate. Ricardo from Costa Rica. She never returned with the family to Forks, instead, she had Jenks send the divorce papers to Carlisle.

Jazz doesn't know how much longer he can handle the emotional roller-coaster that Carlisle is emanating, but it's really making him wary. Sadness. Guilt. Depression. Anger. Longing... and more sadness. Jasper and I are up to the point now that we have to, quiet literally, drag Carlisle with us when we hunt in the Olympic Peninsula. He is starving himself, thinking that Esme is going to run back to him if she sees how shaken up he truly is. Sad truth is, that will never happen. As of now, I see nothing in the future for Carlisle, it's all hazy.

Carlisle is a little different to Jasper and I. Yes, we are vampires, but Carlisle is part of a rare breed of vampires. He has a soft body, while Jasper and I and well... the majority of other vampires, are stone-hard bodies. His skin in the sun, instead of sparkling, displays a reaction much like a person with heat stroke, red blotches. His skin is soft to the touch, and feels just the same as a normal human, but much paler. Carlisle has the ability to cry venom when he feels emotional, just like a human. He can also eat minimal amounts of leafy vegetation without feeling sick, but like all vampires, he prefers blood... or in our case, animal blood. After months of dealing with his grief, I finally decide I need to say something.

"Carlisle," I knock loudly at his office door, "we need to talk." I give him a stern, no-nonsense look. He just stares at his hands in his lap. The dark circles under his eyes and the venom tears in his eyes as he sniffs his nose, tells me that he has been crying for hours. "I can't stand to see you like this. You've been wallowing in self-pity for over a year now." Still, I feel like I'm talking to a statue, watching Carlisle look so uncharacteristic. The frown on his face, he looked like a little boy, it would make you think I just kicked his favorite puppy or took his toys from him. I walk slowly up to his desk and to Carlisle's side where he is sitting. I squat down below his level so I could catch his eyes. His dark amber-gold eyes shifted slightly to catch mine. I smile a little to see if he would copy me. I see a slight smile before he takes his bottom lip between his teeth. I sigh in defeat, then shock at the sound I hear vocalizing from Carlisle's body.

"What can I do Alice?" barely above a whisper. He is finally speaking, praise the Lord! "Esme is... was my mate. I thought she was my mate. I thought we were happy after being together for a little over a century. I want to move on, but I don't know how to." He sighs in defeat.

"I know Carlisle, I know," I rub his knee soothingly. "Do you think that maybe a change in scenery may help?" I offer as a possible idea. His eyes light up as he tilts his head in my direction. A slight smile appears on his lips.

I suddenly have a vision. Somewhere on the New England coast, Carlisle and a short woman, maybe in her late 20s to early 30s, with dirty blond hair. Despite how average she appears physically, both her and Carlisle look very very happy together, holding hands while laying in the grass together watching two little children running, chasing each other. "I think we need to pack our belongings and let Bella, Edward and Renesmee know we are moving to the east coast. I'll go do some research and find us a nice house to move into and then start packing."

"Where are we going... and what did you see?" Carlisle looks at me, confusion etched into his handsome face.

"Carlisle, I had a vision that we found your mate," I brush my right thumb over his cheek affectionately and smile knowingly into his eyes. "You will be very happy, I think all four of us will be very happy. What do you say we go find your mate?" I kiss his forehead as I get up to leave.

"Ok," the patriarch of the Cullen coven smiles with a little reserve. "I can't say I've ever been disappointed in your visions, Alice."

"Carlisle, please," I giggle teasingly, "It never fails you complain, every ten years or so, when I insist that you update your wardrobe because it's out of date!" Carlisle goes to interrupt me, "I swear, if I wasn't living with you, I have no doubt you'd still be wearing bell-bottoms!"

"Thank you Alice, I love you too!" Carlisle laughs, shaking his head. I have a skip to my step as I make my way out of the office/study room and I close the door to leave Carlisle to his own thoughts.

I make my way over to Jasper while he reads a news article about some old journals that were found in someone's attic dating back to the Civil war. He looks up at me, silently asking if I made progress with Carlisle, "I think we might have the old Carlisle back. We are moving!" I hug Jasper tight.

A/N: This is my very first attempt at writing a fanfic on here. So please keep that in mind while criticizing my writing here. Tell me your thoughts on how I'm portraying Carlisle and the other characters here. In the next chapter, we will be meeting Donna before the Cullens come to Stowe, a quaint little town up in the mountains of Vermont. It is very much like Forks in that it is small in population, very secluded, and has a lot of wildlife for the vampires to drink from. I hope you enjoy this story.