JPOV

I opened my phone and dialed Carlisle's number. There was barely half a ring when his voice floated through the line.

"You've found her?"

"Yes. We found her in an alleyway behind a club in Seattle. We were too late to save her." My voice was filled with guilt.

"There was nothing you could do son. Everything will be okay. You will be okay." As we spoke and more of her scent wafted into my lungs, the burning increased. I swallowed the venom pooling rapidly in my mouth. It stung violently as it reached my scorching throat.

"We should be home before dawn."

"Keep her safe Jasper. She is very important."

"I know." With that, the conversation ended.

"Jazz, he's right. There was nothing we could do but save her from being drained. Those two were going to suck her dry. We've given her life."

I looked in the rear view mirror and saw my beautiful wife, her golden eyes burning brightly in the pre-dawn light. "Besides, we need her more than more than she needs us." Her topaz eyes showed hurt and pain, much like they have for the past couple months. "She just left…"

"Alice. All of that is unimportant right now. What's done is done and nothing can change the pain she has caused us. The only thing we can do is look toward the hope this girl is bringing into our lives."

The car was deathly silent. I gave myself a half-hearted smirk at my sadistic humor, as the girl in the backseat was slowly dying. Her faint heart was beating at a snail's pace as the venom paralyzed the muscle, binding it into eternal silence.

"I can't see what will happen this time. I don't know what I would do with myself if it happened again Jazz. I don't think I would be able to bear it." A soft sob escaped her chest and she hugged the soundless girl tighter. I wished for nothing more than to gather my wife in my arms and soothe away the pain of the past, but I knew the sooner we got this girl back to forks, the safer she would be.

"She is still." I heard Alice hum in agreement as she stroked the girls face. I wondered why she wasn't screaming in agony. I would never want another human being to suffer under my watch again, but it was better than the gripping tension of uncertainty. I absorbed no emotional distress from her, all I could feel was an uncomfortable fear, rising and falling much like the ocean. I heard Alice gasp, and quickly looked behind me to see she was having a vision. Her concrete gaze lightened and she wore a beautiful sad smile.

"Purple." I looked down, smiling and soothing in a very maternal way. I waited, confused at my wife's statement. She looked at me and sighed. "Her eyes will be purple."

I gaped at her, but she just looked at me and nodded her head.

"And she will be beautiful."