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A. P.O.V. (Vision in Italics)

I watched Jasper and Emmett as they played video games as an anxious Esme threatened them with their lives if they broke her furniture again. Emmett hated to lose to the point he would throw things and Jasper loved to push him past the breaking point. The last time they played Emmett broke a curio cabinet when his controller sailed through the air, just missing Jasper as he continued his victory dance, the cabinet had splintered and all of Esme's crystal dished that she proudly displayed were obliterated. Esme was livid. I had never seen Esme angry and I would never provoke her, as loving as she was, she could be vicious if the need arose. Edward shook his head and continued to play the same forlorn melody on his piano. I wish my brother had someone special in his life, he didn't even know how miserable he was. I wondered if he would ever have a mate.

I felt the dizzying haze of a vision slowly beginning to drifting over me. I could feel Jasper's arms as he pull me into lap and held me in his protective embrace. I could hear the distress in his voice as he asked Edward to relay the message that lie in my thoughts.

I began seeing a teenaged girl drifting off into a peaceful slumber that was no longer attainable for me. She peacefully closed her eyes and began her decent into warm, cozy slumber, a slight contented sigh escaped her as a hint of a smile played on her lips. At first she seemed comfortable but soon she began to gasp and tears streamed down her pale cheeks. I began seeing what she was dreaming.

A girl with flowing blond hair was standing in a small kitchen sobbing inconsolably as she clung to an older boy who was dressed in what I recognized as a confederate uniform. He held her tenderly and stroked her hair trying to console her.

"Please, don't go!" she pleaded with him in a strangled voice wracked with sobs. She looked up at him her eyes probing every inch of his face it was then I realized that she was committing it to memory it was as if she knew this was the last time she would see him.

Suddenly I felt the girl's pain surge through me and I gasp as the pain enveloped me. It felt like my heart was being ripped from my chest. I heard Jasper groan as the wave of anguish crashed down over him.

I saw the scene through the eyes of this distraught girl and was stunned to see My Jasper and that's when my heart completely shattered.

"Jasper!" I groaned as I curled into a tight ball as a wave of nausea ran through me.

I willed the vision to stop but it continued slicing through me with a blinding pain. Jasper gently scooped his baby sister up in to his arms cradling her like an infant and dropped a kiss on her forehead, and murmured a promise softly to her that I knew he couldn't keep, "I'll come back sweetheart. I promise." He gently sat her on her feet next to their mother. He kissed his mother's cheek and shook his father's hand then swiftly swung into the saddle of his charcoal colored mare and urged the giant creature into a gallop and she carried him away from his home for the final time.

The sleeping girl gasped and bolted up right in her bed clutching her chest with tears streaming down her face. She took several ragged breaths trying to calm down.

"Get a grip, Bella. It's only a dream." She said as she reached for what appeared to be a scrapbook. She began leafing though the pages. The First page said 'My Family Tree by Bella Swan'

"That stupid history assignment has got me having nightmares." She grumbled as she continued flipping through the pages until she came to a copy of an old charcoal sketch of Jasper. Across to bottom was scrawled in perfect penmanship 'My Beloved Brother Jasper drawn By Sarah Whitlock'. Bella thoughtfully ran a hand across the drawing and said "I can't imagine her pain. I'm not sure I could have handled it as well as she did." She said as she closed the book and laid it aside and drifted back off to dream again.

I saw the same girl as before, Sarah, she stood rooted to the spot in front of the Confederate General listening as he took every shred of hope that she had of ever seeing her brother again.

As he said the words her blood ran cold, "Jasper has disappeared and we found his horse covered in blood wondering back from his patrol. He is most likely dead. I'm sorry for your loss."

Sarah's breath hitched and her knees buckled and she crashed to the ground hard. She began sobbing and begging, "Jasper, come back! Please come back. You promised!" was her mantra.

Once again I felt the crushing pain and Bella sobbed in her sleep. A new part of the vision became clear.

Sarah sat astride Jasper's prized mare in the middle of an open field with tears streaming down a face similar to Jasper's as the wind whipped her hair into her face delivering a stinging slap but she was to stricken to care. She was staring forlorn down the road as she did everyday at the last place she ever saw of her brother alive. As the sun started to set she cried out bitterly over the roar of the wind, "You said you would come back Jasper. You promised me." Then turned the massive steed toward home and thundered off toward home racing the wind.

I came out of the vision dry sobbing and gasping for breath with the pain of the vision was still gripping me. The pain was searing not only for me but for Jasper as well. Edward had recounted my vision in great detail to the entire family and Jasper remembered some of it from the grief stricken.

"What was that?" rasped Jasper quietly as I met his gaze and saw his agony, threw my arms around him, and collapsed into his chest. We sat there for what seemed an eternity.

JPOV (during and after the vision)

I felt a strange murky sensation coming from beside me and realized Alice was about to envision the future again. I put the game on pause the game which earned me a "What the hell, man?" as a protest from Emmett.

I focused all my attention on my beautiful angel sitting beside me. This seemed different then the other visions that she had gotten they didn't usually have the ominous feeling that was slowly creeping over Alice. I noticed Alice's body was rigid so I gently lifted her into my lap and called Edward over to tell us what she saw. I sat on the couch sending her waves of calm as cradling my beloved Alice gently in my arms as she twitched and groaned. Everyone had congregated around Alice, Edward and I listening to Edward and watching Alice with concern.

Edward's expression was grim as the recounted the vision that caused my wife such pain. He told in vivid detail the story of the day I left my family and became a Confederate Soldier. My heart ached as I remembered the events from this vision. Why was this girl dreaming of my past? Alice had never had visions of the past before could the girl in her vision see the past? I wondered.

The intense pain I felt from Alice shook me from me thoughts. I was powerless to take this agony away even my gift was useless today. I watched in horror as her lovely face contorted into a tortured grimace and then she groaned out my name in an almost strangled voice. I would have gladly given my life to spare her from this pain she was feeling but right now all I could do was to feel it with her. The waves of anguish rolling off my wife were nearly unbearable. She coiled her tiny body into a tight little ball as I felt a wave of nausea overtake her.

When she finally came out of that awful vision she looked up at me and melted into my chest, snaking her arms around my neck, dry sobbing. I couldn't stand it any longer she was still sobbing and it had been 20 minutes since the vision had ended and she was still in intense pain. I quickly carried her from the house and didn't stop until I was under the tree that we had stood under to calm ourselves the day we first came to the Cullen's. Now this was our spot, when we needed a break from everything else we always came to our tree.

I sat Alice on her feet and took her hands gently in mine. "Alice! Please talk to me. I can't stand it when you are in pain." I whispered dropping to my knees. She looked into my eyes there was a strange expression on her face today.

"I know what it's like to loose you." She began quietly, "When she lost you I could feel her pain. Jasper, it was so intense. I felt like it would kill me. I would never survive it, Jasper. Are you alright after that? I know Edward told you my vision. She was your little sister?" She whispered hoarsely.

"Yes! She was my sister. Yes, seeing Sarah and feeling her pain was devastating. I loved my sister and I always will but she's gone now. It broke my heart when I felt her pain but what completely shattered me was feeling yours. I'm where I belong, Alice. When I'm with you, I'm home and I'm not going anywhere. I love you heart and soul. It's always going to be you and me. We have forever and I plan to enjoy every second of it with you. You are here and that's all I need." I scooped her into my arms knowing I could never leave her. I carried my emotionally exhausted wife back to the house knowing there were still questions to be answered and hoping the explanation of the vision would put my troubled mind at ease.