So, you have hopefully all been awaiting my new story- and here it is. Just so you know, I picked none of the titles in my poll. Of course, that is subject to change. I was going to do Wolf Blood, but... a) I just gave you a major spoiler and b) I would have nothing to write in the summary without giving it all away. I was falling alseep, trying to think up a summary and this popped up. Here it is! This starts off as a What If story, but diverges very far... it just goes to show how much something will change with one little detail.

Enjoy! And no, before the story goes on and you all ask, this is not BxJ. I won't tell you if it's BxE though... Just not BxJ.

Dedications: I would love to dedicate this story and prologue to my wonderf ul readers, reviewers, and my AWESOME beta, MikalahStarrUley and my kinda beta, PoisionedRoses, who was supposed to be my second beta, but never made that connection thing with the DocX (Note: Do it now! Please?). I would also like to thank Twilight Lexicon for becoming my new BFF during this time.

I am trying to keep this as canon as possible, so let me know if I'm off.I've been checking the website for EVERYTHING! Did you know that Alice actually calls Jasper "Jazz" on occasions? But only Alice can get away with it. And Emmett can call Rosalie "Rose" and the others can occasionally slip by the radar. I never knew that, I thought it was simply off limits for Jazz and I tried to keep everyone but Emmett from saying Rose in all my other stories. Ah, the things you learn from Twilight Lexicon and the Personal Correspondances. I am also trying to stay very hard in character.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Now, enjoy as I sulk. (Oh and I've watched the trailer, like, 15 times today!! And I saw a Yellow Porshe on Friday!! Don't own either...)

Prologue

Alice POV

It was a sunny day. And it would be tomorrow as well. A shame, really- it had just snowed. I longed to go to school and participate in what would likely be the first and obviously best snow ball fight. I couldn't care less that I would need to restrain my strength to do so- I wanted to play, to be a kid, to make up for those years of loss! Still, the sun forbade that.

Edward's music swam around me as I stared longingly out the window. The sweet melody rang through my ears and I smiled. This song was my favorite. It always cheered me up- almost as much as Jasper did. Edward obviously knew that I was upset from reading my thoughts, and was on a quest to make me happier.

Thanks, I thought and he nodded, never taking his eyes off the ivory keys.

I stood to go join Rosalie in the garage. She always was willing to tell me about her childhood. As vain and petty as she was then, she had a childhood and that was something she always delighted in sharing with me.

I could hear the crashed from the shaded backyard, where Emmett and Jasper were wrestling. As Emmett let out a swear, the door upstairs in Carlisle and Esme's room shut closed. I reached out to open the door, but froze. A vision.

A van crashes into a body of a girl. She lies on the ground, bleeding terribly. The driver of the van is injured as well, but not as severely as the girl. The ambulance comes and loads the unconscious girl before speeding off to the hospital.

I gasped for air as the visions enclosed me. My eyes clouded over, not from tears, but from sights, from the future. Now it took place somewhere else. In the back of my mind, I knew that Edward was supporting me from falling, but it made no difference. I was not in time, not in space.

The hospital was giving her blood transfusions. The blood was pumping into her body. And then, her future disappeared.

Slowly, shaking, I opened my eyes. I was on the ground and my family was surrounding me. I recognized the girl. If I was human, I surely would have thrown up or at least burst into tears.

"Alice, are you alright?" Carlisle asked, bending down beside me. I numbly nodded and found my footing. Jasper stepped forward to take my hand and I leaned against him appreciatively.

"It's never been this bad before!" Esme noted. "Half the time we can't even tell. But now… just now you were shrieking and screaming." I gulped and the vile taste of venom slid down my throat.

"I know. It's fine, everything is okay." In my head I chanted it's okay, it's okay, everything is perfectly okay.

"What happened?" Edward questioned, obviously knowing that it wasn't okay.

"Well," I forced out. "I don't think you need to worry about killing Bella Swan any more."

Two Days Later

Bella POV

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

My eyes slowly opened and I winced at the bright light. The smell of hospital overcame me and I suddenly remembered what had happened. I had gotten hit by Tyler Crowley's van. What a wonderful way to start the winter, huh?

"Ah, Bella! You're awake!" a doctor said a bit too loudly, walking into my room with definite grace. I struggled to focus my eyes and I saw him- he was gorgeous! And I'm not the superficial type, honest, but it was hard to ignore. Instead of gaping at his beauty, I questioned his knowledge of my nickname. Everyone who didn't know me personally called me Isabella.

"How do you-" I gulped hard, the saliva making my dry throat burn. "How do you know I like to be called Bella?" I was panting from the effort. That accident must have taken a lot from me.

"I have kids that go to Forks High School," the doctor laughed, picking up a clipboard that lay nearby. "Edward mentioned you once… he sits next to you in Biology. At least that's what he said, I don't know for sure. He could be lying. Then again, I doubt that he was lying about that conversation he had with you on Monday."

"How do you-" he cut me off. Boy, did Cullen tell this guy everything?

"Alice bullied it out of him. I just happened to be nearby when she wrestled him into the wall… or rather, he tackled her to the ground when she nearly knocked down his CD collection and she defended herself. Or perhaps it was the other way around… I couldn't really keep track." The doctor smiled pleasantly and began to check the scans and papers.

"So you're Dr. Cullen?" I asked, the names finally clicking.

"Uh-huh. But you can call me Carlisle," he offered as he took out a vial for blood tests. I gave it a wary look. He misinterpreted it. "Or… Dr. Cullen is just fine."

"No, no, it's not that, it's that blood vial," I explained, my voice finally rid of its scratchiness. My throat was still dry, but it wasn't as bad as before. "I don't like blood. The smell makes me faint." The doctor sighed and thought for a moment.

"Well, Bella, we really do need to get this blood test done. You needed a blood transfusion; I need to make sure that your body isn't rejecting it. And it's not much, it's a small vial. How about you hold your nose and look away with one hand and give me the other?" I sighed and offered him the hand that the IV was in. With the other I pinched my nose and looked down. Carlisle laughed when he was done taking the blood.

"What is it?" I asked, putting my hand down. He just shook his head and signaled as if to let it go. "Tell me!" I demanded.

"It's nothing, it's just that you remind me of Edward at times… he's not very patient either, especially when waiting for somebody to tell their thoughts. You two would probably get along well… that is, if you were staying in Forks."

"What do you mean? I am staying in Forks, aren't I?" He shook his head sullenly. Why was he so sad about this? Wasn't I going home with Charlie?

"Renee, do you mind? Bella is awake; I think you ought to tell her. Billy, if you want, I suppose you can come too."

My mother came rushing in, tears apparent in her eyes. Billy, Charlie's old fishing friend, followed in his wheelchair. Carlisle stepped back, his jaw clamped shut and his eyes wary of the graying man. He slipped silently out of the room.

"Oh, Bella, thank goodness. I was afraid to lose you… imagine, both of you gone on the same day!" Renee sobbed uncontrollably.

"Lose both of us? But-"

"Charlie's dead," Billy said in a hollow voice. "The cruiser was rushing… it was rushing to get to the school after it all happened. And then… well, he forgot to put on the ice tires… and the car… Bella, I am so sorry."

Charlie was dead. The car had crashed and it was because the ice tires were on my car. Tears welled up in my eyes. Sure, I had never really been close to Charlie, but he was my father! I loved him! And now he was dead. Renee pressed me up against her, ignoring all the wires and machine attached to me, and let me cry. I cried for a long time. I cried for Charlie. I cried for me. I cried for the fact that my father never even got to see me off to graduation. I cried until I had no tears left to cry.

Alright, alright, guilty as charged- Edward is the self loathing one, not Bella. She'll get over it, but there's always the bit inside of her that says it was her fault. So... yeah. Have you figured anything out yet? Any theories? I wanna hear!

In honor of this (yes, this is my big new story that I am IN LOVE WITH!) I am making a forum about What If situations. It will be called "If It Was Sunny". Review please!