I can hear her cries piercing the night, filling my heart with anguish. I pace outside… waiting…waiting…waiting. I can hear the voices trying to calm her down, the pleas for her to push. She says it hurts too much, she says she can't take it. I want to run the door down but hands stop me from doing so. It is not appropriate to be in the room at such a time.

She calls for me, and I scream her name. I tell her everything will be fine, I will always be with her whether it be heart or soul. She screams in more pain and I fall to my knees. If only I could take away this pain. If only…

It will be over, I think. It will be over very soon. I pray that this will be over and that we can all be happy again. She cries and cries. Oh but I wish I could be there with her, maybe then her pain would ease down.

And then it all stops. Her cries, her pain, my anguish it has all vanished. A new pair of lungs takes their first breath and I step into the room. She is leaning against the head board, her head lying against it sweat covering her forehead. Her cheeks were flushed and a soft smile graces her face. A tiny bundle is in the nurse's arms fresh and clean squirming and crying in discomfort.

"A boy", the woman in the bed whispers. "A beautiful baby boy", she smiles. It is contagious for I am smiling too. I take him from the nurse's arms, kissing his mass of curly brown hair, just like his mothers. I can't see his eyes yet but I have a feeling that they will be a beautiful shade of jade like my mothers.

I bring him to his mother, sitting next to her even though the nurses protested. But I wave them off. The woman's doe like eyes are a beautiful shade of brown and looking at me with all the love in the world. I kiss her pink plump lips and smile when she sighs in content.

"We should name him… Nathan, like your father", she whispers, "What do you think Jasper?"

"Jasper… um Japer babe", the voice sighs in exasperation, and I feel a small hand shaking me. A worried Alice was sitting in front of me, eyebrows pulled together in frustration. I shake my head and clear the voices and images, confused and dazed I look at her.

"Babe are you okay?" she asks. I look at her in confusion and raise a brow to ask her what she meant.

"You've been kind of out of it for a while. Everyone's been worried and Edward can't read your mind. What's wrong", she asks, and wraps her arms around me. For some reason I want to push her away, but I know that would only hurt her. Her cold little arms aren't the ones I crave; I wanted those warm soft ones.

"I…" What? Should I tell her that I had the strangest vision of a woman giving birth to a child? My child. Should I tell her that the woman was not her? That right now as she held me in her arms I did not want her but another woman.

"I'm sorry", I whispered. She nodded her head in understanding thinking I was referring to not paying attention to her. I was sorry that at this moment her arms around me felt…wrong, that all I wanted to do was push her away.

I was sorry because in that second I had realized I didn't love Alice. My heart was no longer Alice's, though I wasn't sure it ever was. The dream had awakened a part of me I had never known. And now it lived. And it didn't want this sweet pixie of a girl in my lap.

"I'm so sorry Alice", I sobbed. Her eyebrows knitted in confusion and she reached out for me but I slapped her hand away. A growl came from somewhere but I ignored it. My heart burned, it screamed for some release. It wanted… her.

"Jazz", Alice whispered hurt. Her eyes filled unshed tears and it pained me that I had been the one to cause them. And then her body went stiff and she gasped when the vision had hit her with my decision. I looked at her with apologetic eyes, pleading with her to understand my decision. But I knew she couldn't. How could she when I myself hardly knew the only answer.

"Please Jazz", she sobbed, the family looked on confused as they took in what was happening. I shook my head knowing that her sobs would forever haunt me. "Don't I promise whatever's wrong I'll fix it. Whatever you want", she repeated.

"I'm sorry", I whispered to her again. My decision was made.

"Don't leave me", she shrieked and I felt the painful clutch of my heart bringing me to my knees. I would always love her but I knew that she wasn't the one. She was sobbing and I roared. I had caused her such pain when all she had ever done was save me. I wasn't worth saving.

"I love her", the words escaped my lips and she froze. Whatever tempted me to say such a thing could die and go to the fiery depths of hell. She looked so broken and I wanted to kill myself for saying such a thing. I didn't know who she was but I knew that's she was waiting for me.

"Who?", she whispered eyes sad and pained. Her shoulders had slumped forward in a defeated posture. She was accepting that I didn't want her anymore. Everything was finally sinking in. And I hated myself all the more for making her go through this. The family stared wide eyed at me and Edward looked at me confused.

"Who Jasper", she asked. Her bottom lip was trembling and the happiness that usually emitted from her was gone. I knew I would pay for causing such a beautiful and caring creature pain.

The next words that came out of my mouth surprised me and every other vampire in proximity.

"Bella", I whispered. A roar echoed around the room.

A/N: So this is my first Fanfiction and I hope you enjoy it. Please comment on this and give me feedback on how I'm doing. Bad and good. This does take place after New Moon when the Cullen family leaves Bella just for those who are confused. Thank you!