I sighed dramatically dangling my feet off the couch where I was laying upside down. Just when I thought I finally thought I may have Edward lowering one of his barriers he had around his mind, he just throws them back up again. UGH! I'm well aware he doesn't understand me… at all… Actually he point blank asked me "Why do you keep trying to get me to open up if you already had a mate?" Of course, I wouldn't leave my Jasper for the world. He needs me… and I need him.

Ever since we joined the Cullens (or more barged in but what's the need for awkward introductions when you already know everything about them?), I've been able to bond with most of them. Rose and I, being the only two young girls in the family have a sisterly bond, although our personalities differ slightly. Emmett… well he could probably get along with next to anyone. Carlisle and Esme are more loving than I could ever imagine (if I hadn't seen it before of course.) But Edward… he can't open up to anybody! Why I'm so interested in him then? He just doesn't seem happy. Jasper seems to be the only one who understands what I'm talking about. He knows what true happiness is and what sort of drifting through life is.

Okay option one: annoy him to no end. Vision: I get thrown out a window. Okay that's out. Option two: keep sitting here. Vision: I'm still sitting here. Oh wow, that solves a lot. Option three: Try a more subtle approach. Vision: ….? Oh right I can't do subtle. Option four: Try to be reasonable. Vision: Edward is shockingly slightly reasonable.

So this is where I find him, sitting at his piano; who saw that coming? "Edward?" He was playing one of his best piano pieces, Esme's favorite. "Can I talk to you?" The music faltered slightly. Oh well I saw him saying yes in a few minutes so why not go right in? I danced in folding my arms on the piano and laying my head on top. He sighed, pinching the bridge between his nose and forehead.

"Why are you here?"

"Is it a crime to talk to your brother?" I chirped.

"No, why do you insist on annoying me every moment you possibly can?" I shrugged unperturbed by his obvious annoyance.

"You just don't seem happy, I want to know why."

"Why do you care?"

"You're my brother, and they're something different about you. You could be happier."

"I'm happy," he half snarled. The tone of voice he was using was completely defeating his words.

"No, I don't think you are," I announced boldly. "You're not depressed, but not happy. You're content, but not happy."

"Then please do share what would make me happy?" He rolled his eyes. At least he wasn't yelling. I opened my mouth before he cut me off, "No, I'm perfectly content being on my own."

"Fine," I muttered. "But could you deal with a friend?" He frowned briefly, before smiling slightly.

"If I say yes, will you leave me alone?"

"Um…" I pursued my lips. "Probably not," I smirked.

"Isn't there somebody else in the family you could annoy?" He rolled his eyes before returning to his music. "Really, there's Rosalie, Emmett, or better yet, go be with your own mate. For all that you say you think I need one, you don't spend much time with yours," he said coldly. I frowned, do you see my point? You can't win with this guy! "Then give up," he muttered. Dang it, mind reading! "Yes, and I don't have to reminded of your visions all the time." I sighed, glancing out the window and dancing up to the window sill.

"People who are happy don't isolate themselves Edward."

"I don't need a mate to be happy." I snarled.

"Ha, you don't, I don't even think you're capable of being happy," Rosalie announced strolling in. I gave her a warning glare but she ignored me. "You might as well give up Alice; it's just the way he is. Just curl up in the ball in his own little bubble in his own little world." She shrugged uncaringly. "I don't think he even can love." I glanced over at Edward. Even though he tried to hide it, I could easily the hurt in his bright gold eyes. With a clank of piano keys, Edward was gone. I glared menacingly at Rosalie who seemed busy examining her nails.

"What is your problem?!"

"Just telling you the truth, so you won't have to waste your time anymore."

"He's your brother too."

"So? I don't waste all my time trying to make him something different than he is."

"You don't care about him, you just can't fathom a man in this world you couldn't get if you wanted to," I murmured just loud enough for her to hear completely. She hissed, before disappearing upstairs. I sat down on the sill burying my face in my hands. Suddenly I felt a light kiss on my hand.

"You are upset," my love murmured pulling my close to him. "What happened?"

"I was trying to talk to Edward-"

"Did he hurt you?" he snarled as I could feel the fury rolling off him.

"No, but Rosalie said enough that he left. She doesn't understand why I try to be his friend." He sighed.

"Love, I'm not entirely sure why either, but I trust that you know what you're doing. I've always trusted you with my future and not questioned it. It's gotten me this far hasn't it?"

"Thanks Jazz," I smiled leaning into his shoulder feeling the waves of calm and comfort washing over me. I looked up into his pitch black eyes and smiled weakly. "You need to hunt," I whispered tracing the dark circles beneath his eyes.

"I was waiting for you," he shrugged. I grabbed his hand dashing out the door. We must have sprinted about two hundred miles before we finally caught the scent of an animal. A herd of deer west and one mountain lion slightly north; I instantly bounded off towards the deer. I usually let Jazz have any carnivores we could find. I've never tasted human blood, so I don't know what I'm missing. We could meet up northwest.

Once I was a good two yards away from the deer, I sprang throwing my arms around a doe. With a snap of her neck, she was down and I was draining her. That's when it hit me. It was slightly blurry but I could make out the figures.

It was Edward for sure in some clearing in the forest I've never seen before. He was in sunlight so his skin was sparkling but his arm was slung around a girl. She was pretty for sure, but obviously not vampire. He kissed her lightly before drawing back and chuckling slightly. I was frozen solid for several seconds, the deer falling from my hands. All I could do was stare ahead blankly.

"Alice?" Jasper called as he found me. "Alice! Are you alright?"

"I'm fine Jasper, I'm fine."

"A vision?" I nodded mutely. "Is everything okay?" He placed his hands on my shoulders. "Alice, tell me."

"I…. don't know exactly. But I intend to find out," I said firmly. I focused trying to find the girl he was with again. Her name was… Bella. Bella Swan. Where have I heard that name before? "Jazz do you know anybody with the name Swan?" He nodded slowly.

"Yes, there was a man by the name of Swan back in Forks. I think it was Geoffrey Swan, his grandson is the chief of police now. Why do you ask?"

"He's single right?" Jasper's expression changed from confused, to horrified, to still confused. "Does he have a daughter?" I explained.

"I'm not sure, not since we've been there," he shrugged. I nodded frowning slightly. My visions are very subjective, especially if it's over a long period of time. Our family can't stick around for however long it takes Chief Swan to find a wife and then have a child and for that child to be old enough to date. We would be long gone by then.

"I'm going to see if I can find out anything about my vision. I have to go back to Forks," I replied. He nodded in agreement. I smiled giving him a small peck on the cheek, I love him so much. He always trusts me enough that I don't usually have to explain myself. It's refreshing from Emmett and Edward who for whatever reason need to know everything every second. We ran through the British Columbia and straight into Forks, Washington. It was raining, of course. Isn't it always here? Now, where should we go… Police station? Erm, no, most people are picky about people rooting through information about police officers; especially the chief. Hhmmm… no I'll have to go with an easier but possibly less reliable source. Ah the pub! Perfect! Some of those waitresses have been working there for a few decades. They'll know what is going on. I opened the door with a slight jingle of the bell before glancing back at Jazz.

"I'm coming with you."

"Jazz, you didn't get much while hunting. Maybe you should wait out here." I know he hates to be treated like he's weak, but I don't want him to hurt. I know his thirst troubles him more than any of us.

"Alright," he finally breathed. "I'll be out here when you leave." I smiled before walking in and taking a seat on one of the bar stools. An old looking waitress walked up with a small pad in her hand.

"Hello dearie, anything I can get you?" she smiled broadly.

"A water please, but I was wondering, is there anything you can me about captain Swan?" Her smile faltered slightly.

"Sure hon, I'll get your water in a second and then I'll try to help you out." I smiled. A minute or two later she came back out, glass in hand. "Now what is there that you want to ask me?"

"Well you see, I might be a relative of chief Swan so I was wondering if he had a wife and children."

"Ah no, poor man, he seems sort of like a lonely man."

"Oh so he doesn't have any children then?" I sighed. There was no chance to come true before he even began.

"Oh he does," she amended. "You see a while back, he and this girl Renee got married almost right out of high school. She had her first child, but only when they were no older than five, Renee marched right out with their child and moved down to Arizona."

"What's their child's name?"

"Oh goodness, it's been so long since she's come down to visit. Oh what was it… Betsy? Bailey? Barbra?"

"Bella?" I asked hopefully.

"Yes! That's it! Oh goodness she must be about five or six now."

"Seven," another waiter called from the drinking station.

"Ah yes, but she hasn't been here in years."

"Do you know where I could find her?"

"Her mother and her live down in Phoneix, Arizona. I'm afraid that's all I know."

"Thank you so much!" I chirped. There was hope then, most of the time I just waited until my vision did or didn't come true. But this was something I wasn't going to let go. I was going to help my brother find love whether or not he wanted it or not. I will make sure Bella gets to Forks Washington whether he likes it or not, and that they meet! NOTHING CAN STOP ME!! Unless he reads my mind… I need to enlist Emmett to think the most random things or insulting things. Oh well, that shouldn't be too difficult. I have about ten years to make sure she doesn't get killed or hurt. That shouldn't be too difficult right? Oh how wrong I was….

AN: Right… That was fun to write, probably because I think I'm the most like Alice in real life. Anyway, I always wondered how Bella made it through 17 years of life without getting herself horrifyingly injured or killed, so then came the question, was Alice there to make sure she always was okay? Now press that adorable little button and tell me what you think!