A/N: finally! The first chapter of the sequel to 'Perilous Love'. I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: Twilight and all its characters belong to Stephenie Meyer

It had been almost two years since I met Jasper Whitlock, who effectively changed my life. Jasper was perfect in every sense of the word. He's gorgeous, wise, and gentlemanly. Oh, and he's a vampire.

We had fallen in love my junior year of high school. Now, it was the summer after my senior year. Soon, I'd be going to college. Or so everyone thought. I was hoping for something else.

Hopefully, Jasper would change me. Turn me into a vampire like him. I'd have to wait a little while, but then I'd go to college. I already had it all worked out in my head. The only thing left to happen would be for Jasper to actually decide to change me. He's almost totally against it. The past year hadn't swayed his decision very much.

Especially when my older sister, Bella, gave birth to her daughter, Renesmee Carlie Mason. The fact that vampires couldn't birth children made him think I should stay human. He was convinced that I wanted kids. And if that wasn't enough, he was also convinced he'd be taking my soul away.

I knew he wasn't damned. He's way too amazing to be soulless. Of course, he never listens to me.

And to top it all off, at any time the rulers of the vampire world, the Volturi, were coming to get us. We had been waiting for over a year, but they still hadn't showed. It had us both on edge.

You see, vampires aren't supposed to tell humans about their existence. Jasper broke the law when he told me. The fact that we're together is even worse. The only way we'd get to live is if Jasper changed me, but he still won't do it. It really pisses me off.

But despite how difficult it is, I wouldn't trade my life for anything. Before I met Jasper, it might have been easier, but it was empty. With Jasper, I didn't care if I it was hard and deadly, I had love in my life. That was something I never had before.

"So Alice, when are you getting married?"

I looked up quickly. Bella was standing in my bedroom doorway, Renesmee in her arms. Renesmee, or Nessie (though Bella hates it), is a beautiful child. She has Edward's bronze colored hair with Bella's brown eyes. Pretty much everyone obsesses over her because she's the first grandchild. My sister Rosalie and her husband Emmett McCarty are trying for a baby, though.

I chuckled. "Whenever Jasper decides to ask."

Bella smirked. "You've seen it?" Bella was referring to my ability to see the future. I have to be asleep though.

"Maybe…"

Bella laughed and rolled her eyes. "You're such a cheater."

"I try."

"You never did tell me; why'd you cut your hair?"

I reached up to touch my short spikey hair. "No reason." Yes, there was a reason. A stupid reason.

In every vision I had of myself and Jasper, I had short hair. I figured if I cut it, I'd be closer to that future. It was a very vain, childish hope, but hey, I was trying. If only he'd bite me…

Bella raised an eyebrow. "Really? Because it seemed that Jasper really liked it…"

He did? This was news to me. "Really?"

Bella chuckled. "Yeah, I was there when he first saw it, remember? He looked completely and utterly….in love."

I bit my lip, trying to hide the huge grin I felt coming on. "Oh. That's cool."

Bella laughed. "Liar!" I laughed too.

Nessie squirmed in Bella's arms and she glanced down, shifting her.

"So, what're you doing here? I didn't hear you," I said, looking up at Bella. Bella and Edward live close by while I still live with my parents, Esme and Carlisle Cullen.

Bella came in and sat down next to me on my bed. "It's Mom and Dad's anniversary, remember?"

"Oh shit," I muttered. I didn't remember. Why the hell had I forgotten? Oh right. I had been thinking about my vampire dilemma.

"You forgot, didn't you?" Bella asked sympathetically. "We can just say my present's from both of us."

I sighed and shook my head. "Nah, they'll know." I fell back on my bed in defeat.

"What made you forget? You always remember."

"I've been thinking about…the Volturi," I answered honestly. I had been contemplating just lying, but Bella always seemed to know when I was.

Bella took a deep breath and closed her eyes. "When are they coming?"

Bella, along with our parents and Rosalie, know about Jasper. But, Bella's the only other person who knows about the Volturi, apart from Jasper and me. "We have no idea," I whispered.

She wordlessly hugged me with the arm that wasn't holding Renesmee. If you were ever looking for comfort, Bella was the one to go to, besides Mom. Bella was mothering and sweet and sympathetic. A great shoulder to cry on.

"Alice? What's wrong?"

Both Bella and I turned to see Jasper standing in front of my window. That's how he gets in my room, through the window.

Bella smiled secretly at me before standing up. "Hi Jasper, I was just leaving."

Jasper glanced apprehensively at me before smiling at Bella. "Hello Bella, Renesmee." Jasper had this totally dreamy Southern accent that'd been making me melt inside since I first met him.

"Later Alice," Bella called over her shoulder before closing my door.

Jasper joined me on my bed, pulling me against his cold and hard body. Despite his low body temperature, I pressed myself closer. "What's wrong?" Jasper whispered again.

"I'm worried-about the Volturi," I answered quietly.

Jasper's grip tightened slightly. "I won't let them get you."

"I know. I just…"

"I know." I looked up at Jasper's unbelievably beautiful face. It was utter perfection. Pale, gold eyes, high cheekbones, perfect lips, and his perfect wavy blonde hair. I had been speechless ever since I first saw him.

"Jazz," I murmured, reaching up to run my fingers over the perfection. When my fingers skimmed over his lips, he pressed them to my fingers in a kiss. My fingers ran through his hair before settling on the back of his neck. As a silent question, I put a slight amount of pressure there, asking for a kiss. Jasper had a hundred times the strength I did; I couldn't make him kiss me.

Jasper gave me a half smile before leaning down and capturing my lips with his. My soft lips moved against his hard ones effortlessly, without a worded command to do so. Kissing a vampire is probably the best sensation (besides sex) ever. It's almost like drinking or getting high. Addicting.

To my displeasure, Jasper broke the kiss off, leaving us both breathless. Jasper doesn't need air, but kissing takes the supply he has which makes the need for air uncomfortable. He's told me.

"I love you," Jasper murmured, tracing my features before brushing his fingers through my short hair.

I tilted my head into his touch. "And I love you."

The next morning, I was only one home because Mom and Dad were on vacation for their anniversary.

I made myself toast for breakfast and poured some orange juice into a glass. When I turned to head into the living room, I was shocked to find Jasper behind me.

I screamed and dropped both the orange juice and the plate with my toast on it. Jasper grabbed both before they hit the floor. Not a drop of juice or a crumb was dropped.

"Don't do that!" I cried.

Jasper just smirked at me.

"I hate you."

"No you don't."

I couldn't argue with that sexy Southern accent. He so knew that too. "Evil," I muttered, walking past him. I couldn't hear his footsteps, but I knew he was behind me.

I sat down on the couch and grabbed the remote. Jasper sat beside me and handed me the plate I had forgotten about. I smiled sheepishly at him. "Thanks."

"You're welcome," Jasper said.

I leaned into him and he wrapped his arm around me. I was going to turn the TV on, but I wanted to talk to Jasper anyway. I put the remote back down on the coffee table and turned to look up at him, my plate forgotten. Again.

"Jazz," I whispered. He turned to look down at me. "They've got to be coming soon."

Jasper closed his eyes, his jaw tightening. His whole body tensed. "Please Alice. Don't talk about that."

"We have to! We have to have some kind of plan… We'll get annihilated."

He swallowed once before re-opening his eyes. "Have you seen anything?"

I glanced down at my lap, the previous night returning. Jasper had been out hunting at the border of Alaska and Washington with his friend Peter and his mate Charlotte.

I stood statue still, staring down the three men in black cloaks. They were pale with red eyes. Behind them, there was a whole army of black to grey cloaks.

"Jasper Whitlock, you have broken the rule," the middle cloak said, pushing his hood back and shaking his head slowly. He had long black hair and papery skin.

"I know Aro," Jasper, who was standing beside me, said.

"But, it is curious. I don't think I have ever seen anything like this." Aro gestured to me. I could only see from behind, so I couldn't see what he was referring to.

"What are you planning?" I asked. My voice was higher, more bell-like. It was obvious I was a vampire.

Aro smiled a wide smile. "Now, why would I tell you?"

Jasper's hand that wasn't holding mine clenched into a fist. "It was never Alice's fault. It was all mine."

I quickly looked up at him, my red eyes widening. "Jazz!"

Jasper let go of my hand and stepped forward. "Take me, leave Alice. Please, she has done no harm."

"She has taken part in this…this…unknown." He sighed, shaking his head. He turned to the army behind him. "Kill them."

Jasper growled, taking a defense position in front of me. One of the bigger vampires somehow got around Jasper. "Alice!" Jasper cried in horror.

"Alice?" Jasper asked, shaking me lightly.

"Noooo!" I cried, swatting at him. I hit my hand against his shoulder. I cried out in pain, grabbing it.

Jasper frowned, taking my hurt hand into his. His hand worked as an ice pack and numbed the pain. "What did you see?"

"Nothing," I lied, staring at my lap.

He tilted my chin back up with his free hand. "Don't lie to me."

"I saw…them… I was a vampire, but they didn't know what to do about us. You stepped forward, saying that I had done nothing." I glared at him. "Don't do that, by the way. Anyway, Aro said that I had taken part in some…unknown? Then he told his army to kill us. A large vampire got around you, to me and…that's it."

Jasper sat stock still, staring at me in horror.

"Jazz?"

He shook his head and sighed. "I won't let that happen." He glanced at the open window. "If you had to estimate when that was happening, what would you say?"

"I'd say it was at least six months from now. There were no leaves on the trees and there was a light dusting of snow."

"Six months…" He sighed again. "Were you…?"

"Yes."

Jasper closed his eyes. "If you were, at least you could protect yourself…"

My heart beat faster. Would he actually agree to change me? "And?"

"And…" He took a deep breath. "I'll do it." I was getting ready to cry out in happiness when he turned to me with a hard expression. "But, we have to be married first."

I blinked a couple times before a small grin started to form. "We're getting married?"

"If you'll agree to put up with me for forever…however long that may be. Will you marry me, Alice Cullen?"

"Yes, I'll marry you. Of course I will." I wrapped my arm around his neck, pressing my face to the cold skin of his neck. "I love you."

Jasper cleared his throat and I pulled back in confusion. "What?"

He reached into his right pocket, coming back out with a ring. My eyes widened. Jasper carefully placed my numb hand on my leg, picking up the other and sliding the ring onto the third finger. He smiled sheepishly at me. "I was already planning to purpose. I'm surprised you didn't see it."

I shrugged, ecstatic as I studied my new ring. "I can't see everything." I jumped up, clapping my hands happily. Then I realized that the right one still hurt. "Ow!" I got over it fast, my happiness returning. "I have to go call Bella and Rose!"