Hey guys! This isnt my first fanfic but i wanted to make a new account and start fresh! I hope you enjoy the story!

1901
It was ridiculous rainy this year in Biloxi and my family and I had to decide to move here while there was no sun. You see my family is one made of vampires, a coven is the more appropriate word, but that didn't make it feel any less than a family. Were supposed to drink human blood, of course my farther Carlisle had found a way around that one by feeding off of animals, leading an example for us we willingly followed. We sparkled in the sunlight, making it hard for us to live in places like Cali without grapping too much attention. Our faces grabbed enough attention as it was. We were beautiful to them; to the humans we were designed to kill. Our skin alabaster and in my siblings cases, flawless. However in mine that was different. My skin was marked and marred by so many newborns I had forgot trying to keep tabs on how I had them a long time ago. A long while before I met Carlisle, and an even longer time before I met her. Alice.

I had gotten into the habit of walking the nights of Biloxi every night that year, trying to train myself to ignore the human scent that was so strong in the air. But that night something was different, humans weren't normally out at this time of night, their scent was normally softer, not quite as strong. But there it was, burning my throat like fire, the smell that sent my instincts on haywire. I scanned the area around my quickly and quietly looking for the person whose scent was so strong, when I heard it. A baby crying. Somewhere close. I could hear immediately where the noise was coming from, a hole in tree that was clearly the work of an animal making itself a safe home for the winter. The emotions were full of fear and sadness. I sighed inwardly; I couldn't just leave a baby all alone in the middle of nowhere frightened like that. But could I trust my instincts enough to hold a human close, was I above killing baby? I hope so I thought sourly as I made my way to tree holding my breath. I reached in quickly and starred down at the bundle in my arms. I exhaled in surprise. She was beautiful, so tiny and fragile. The hint of black hair rooting on her perfect little head, and big green eyes staring at me in bewilderment took a deep breath, and I knew I would not hurt the sweet little girl in my arms. I pulled her closer to my face nuzzling against it, she giggled happily, the sound of a bubbly baby enjoying herself. She was like a little piece of serendipity. But what could I do with her? I could not take her to an orphanage anymore than I could leave her in the tree; I felt an odd desire to protect the little infant in my arms. No I would not give her away, I would take her home, and she would live with us. Esme and Rose would love that, and if Rose and Esme liked it than their mates could not deny them. Edward would be the only tough one, but one look at the baby and I knew his heart would melt. I walked home swiftly, with the baby girl cradled inside my jacket shielding her away from the cold and rain, and I began to sing the Spanish alphabet in my head as I approached the house, trying desperately to shield my thoughts from Edward. He would know immediately that something was wrong, but he wouldn't know what. The element of surprise was all I needed. I walked through the front door quietly, the baby still hidden in my jacket as Esme walked up with a warm smile on her motherly face.
"How was your wa-" she cut off mid sentence and sniffed the air. The sniffed again. And then sniffed one final time before looking at the lump in jacket.
"I found something on my way home" I smiled innocently unzippering my jacket and revealing a tiny little infant.
"Oh my" gasped covering her mouth "Can I hold her?" she said stretching her arms out for the pretty baby. I handed her over willingly. The baby girl smiled a toothless grin up at Esme touching her cheek with a tiny dimple fist.
"So mom" I started knowing she loved the term of endearment "can we keep her?" I felt like a ten 10 year old boy who had found a dog on the side of road and was asking permission to keep it as a pet. Before she could answer Rose walked in, her face forever annoyed thawed as she saw the baby. "What the-" she sputter hovering over Emse's shoulder looking down at the little bundle.
"Is that a…baby?"
"The newest addition to the Cullen family" Esme replied grinning up at me, and I suppressed the erge to break out into a happy dance.
"Edward" Esme called "We have something to show you" Edward entered the room with an annoyed look on his 17 year old face
"A baby? Really you guys? Honestly?"
"Hold her" Esme held out her arms to Edward and placed the baby in his arms. He starred at her for a long while, Green eyes on gold, and then his face broke out into a smile. He was under her smell just as fast as the rest of us. As Carlisle and Emmet entered the room they each took turns holding her and cooing to her. Eventually the babies hands began to reach toward the space between us as she sat in Rosalie's arms
"She wants Jasper" Edward told us with a chuckle as I took the baby in my only to eager arms.
"What should we call her?" Esme mussed and we began to kick around names.
"Katelyn?"
"Ugh no too chiche"
"Gianna" "too Italian"
"Emmet!"
"No Emmet"
"Alice" I asked the baby instead of the audience
"she likes that" Edward replied happily. Alice Cullen. It suited her. That night she was passed arms to arms in her sleep, all of arguing on whose turn it was to hold her before Carlisle brought up a topic I hadn't thought about. "well we'll need to go shopping for baby food, and baby clothes, I'm sure Rose could handle that" She smiled sweetly in reply as she walked by putting baby Alice, back in my arms and strode out to the garage. I smiled down at her, what was it that had us wrapped all around her little fingers within minutes? Why had anyone abandoned her? This beautiful little baby.

The next few days took some getting used to, we had to regularly feed Alice and she slept a lot, but she never cried. Not in front of me anyway. Carlisle had said while I was away hunting she had cried until I walked in, when her tears has suddenly stopped. "She must feel attached to you, you are the one who found her after all" I was pleased to be little Alice's favorite, she did seem to wants to spend more time in my arms than anyone else's, though there was no denying she liked the attention she got from everybody else. She was the happiest baby I had ever seen, and I found myself never drifting far from her, I scratched it up with the fact that emotional climate when Alice was around was a type of happiness I had never felt from any of my family. But it almost felt like there was something more, like I was attached to her by string and the longer she stayed in the Cullen household the thicker and shorter the string became. After her 3rd week with us we were almost never apart. I would feed her and laugh loudly when she made a disgusted face, I would change her diaper, and occasional fling the mess at Emmet who recoiled in disgust. "Yuck! I don't see how you do that bro" "Easy Emmet, I'm not a five year old trapped in a 20 year old body" "I'm a little holder than 20" He winked and I laughed again at his stupidity. It felt like I was laughing a lot lately like I was so much happier now than I was before. Everyone around me seemed to notice, not that they commented, they liked the new me, the care free happy jasper who was always laughing. I guess little Alice had that effect on people. I couldn't wait to watch her grow up.

I would just like to say that Jasper has no romantic views on Alice yet. He just wants her to be healthy happy & safe.
Anyway, please read and review. I love helpful advice, or if you want to tell me the story sucks, you can do that too. Thanks!