A/N: Hello, good people of fandom! This is my new fanfiction. It's gonna be a long one with updates and everything, so if you like what you see, please reveiw, and subscribe! I would love to have lots of people enjoy my stories, but hey, wouldn't every author? ;) I had an old story, but it was deleted due to certain issues I had with it (i.e., I really didn't like where I was going with it), but as for this story, I have it planned out.

This is one of the few times you'll see this particular POV featured in the story. So...enjoy Alice, everyone.

Xoxo, Chels.

Disclaimer: I do not own this lovely series, as much as I would like to. I own the plot line of this fanfiction and the characters that I spent effort in creating, that are not mentioned in the saga.

Alice POV

"Good morning, beautiful," Japser said to me softly, nuzzling my neck.

"Mmm." I arched my head back slightly and let his lightly trail kisses down the side of my neck. I felt the soft down of his honey-blond hair tickle my throat ever so slightly, his cool breath just below my ear. This was heaven.

We had just had a long night of passionate love-making. I curled my small frame into his muscular one. I could feel individual indentations marring his pale marble skin, reminders of his old life. Mindlessly, I began softly stroking the scars on his chest- a promise on my part. I wouldn't ever let anything bad happen to him.

"Alice," his whispered into my ear. He said it with such worshipping awe that I immediately looked into his eyes. They were full of such love and adoration for me- me- that my breath caught in my throat.

I let my hand float through his hair. His eyes closed at my touch, and his forehead fell onto my chest. We layed there wordlessly, me holding him, petting his beautiful hair.

Out of habit, I searched the future events for today. Edward and Bella were going to go shopping for their trip to England, where Edward would buy her another expensive piece of jewelry...Carlisle was going to work...Esme was going to finish that painting today...Emmett and Rosalie were going to have sex (I tried to push that vision away)...and then I got to Jasper and I's vision. Jasper and I were going hunting, and then suddenly my vision trickled off a few seconds later. My body went numb.

Jasper sensed my alarm, and looked up into my eyes with worry. "Alice darlin', what's wrong?"

I stared at my husband with horror in my eyes.

"I can't see," I whispered futilely.

"Wait- what?" Japser replied, rising himself off of me, pulling me up with him. "What can't you see?"

"Us, Jazz!" I practically yelled. "We were going to go hunting, and then all of the sudden we...disappear." I threw my head into my hands.

"Maybe we cross paths with Jacob or Seth?" he said, his eyebrows crinkling with worry.

I closed my eyes and shook my head. "I have no clue."

I felt him kiss my temple. "You're watching all of the Volturi's decisions. Every single one of them. No one else has any animosity towards our family. They haven't decided anything for us in awhile...I think you're overreating."

I turned my eyes to him. "I don't know, Jazz..."

"Listen, if I truly believed we had anything to worry about, I wouldn't let you step foot out of this house. I don't think anything bad will happen." I felt him put his hand on the small of my back.

I averted my eyes downward. He was staring at me intently, trying to pry a response out. Eventually, I huffed a sigh.

"How badly do you have to hunt?" I said with slight ruefulness, and I peeked upwards again with a small smile playing at my lips. His eyes were turning into a dark amber, which meant in about a day or so they'd be black. His beautiful eyes, so loving and caring for me...his beautiful chisled face, so handsome...his beautiful skin, marred but perfect in its own way...

I felt myself get lost in him. I was truly shocked when I felt his lips connect with my nose suddenly. "Done with the inspection, Mrs. Cullen?"

I smiled a bit more, and I leaned in to kiss him tenderly. His mouth moved softly against mine in a sweet yet passionate kiss.

I pulled away a little bit, and pushed myself off of him. He layed there in front of me like a fallen angel, so beautiful with the morning's rays glinting off of him that I almost fell right back on top of him and finished what we started last night. But being that I actually had self control and knew that he needed to hunt, I tried to force my self to walk in the opposite direction towards the closet. Of course, that didn't happen, and I couldn't pull my eyes away from his body.

He seemed to have the same dilemma.

Suddenly, I was graced with another vision. If we kept going in this direction, we would never leave this bedroom.

I shut my eyes tight and ran to the closet. I must have looked like a character because Jasper burst out laughing.

When I was safe in the confines of my closet, I opened my eyes. Most people would think that it's ridiculous that my closet is bigger than my room, but I thought it was only right. Rows upon rows of beautiful clothes lined the walls, and I felt myself sigh lovingly. I loved my clothes.

I picked out a gray knit sweater that fell just above my knees, black leggings, and leopard-print ballet flats. I walked to my massive jewelry box and chose a long necklace from one of my endless assortments of accessories, and slipped it around my neck. I saw my favorite piece of jewlery glint subtly on top of the case, and I slipped it onto my left hand's ring finger. A circular diamond with a million brilliant facets was front and center. The white gold band was made to look like it was twisting, and where each twisting band met each other, a small but expertly cut black diamond was placed. My absolute favorite piece of jewelry.

I walked out to the bedroom again, and saw that my husband had simply put on the same clothes he wore yesterday. When he saw the outraged look on my face, he smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry, darlin'."

Pick your battles wisely, Alice, I told myself. I shook my head, and deciding it wasn't worth the bantering, I took his hand into mine and together we walked outside.

Wind whistled through my ears as I did an expert spin across the river flowing outside the house. We had moved to Idaho about 3 months ago since we had spent more time in Forks than any other town. Nessie was now done growing officially at 6 and a half years old, and she and Jake had recently decided to...consummate their relationship, much to Edward's fury. Fortunately for Nessie, her mother vouched on Jake's behalf, and like a normal 21st century couple, were now living together about 10 minutes away, unmarried for the time being. Edward was unhappy about it, but Bella told him to realize that we didn't live in the same pure idealogical times anymore, and to stop grouching. He did, but only to keep his wife and daughter happy.

When we moved, Leah decided to stay behind. She was working on controlling her phasing so she could stop "going wolf" as Jasper had once put it, and now apparently rarely ever phased unless she lost her temper badly.

Embry followed us too, but Quil stayed behind, for Claire's sake. Everyone understood. We bought Seth and Embry and Jake a house a few miles away, although Jacob now had a place of his own.

I still couldn't see werewolves. About a year ago though, I had a blurry and obscure vision of Nessie. It had been something trivial, like her doing her makeup a certain way, but it was still a huge step. I found that I could see Nessie if it was something very concrete and with little chance of changing- in other words, Bella's stubborn personality that she passed onto Nessie finally came in handy. I still couldn't see her though if she was with Jacob, which was pretty much all the time nowadays.

As Jasper took my hand, I couldn't help but worry about my niece. She and Jacob wanted to get married and have children, but Carlisle said that the latter might not be possible.

Bella, Rosalie, and I stood off onto the side as Carlisle finished his x-ray of Nessie's lower half.

Nessie nervously got off the table. His was a bundle of nerves and worry as this was her first x-ray, and she was worried she'd never be able to have children. I put a soothing hand on her back as she rested her head on Bella's shoulder. Rosalie petted her smooth, curly hair.

"I'll be right back," Carlisle said softly, patting Nessie's shoulder as he left the room with her x-ray. I could feel her trembling a little bit.

"Hon, you're going to shake yourself right out of your socks. Or should I say, your Michael Kors heels," I said at an attempt of humor.

It worked. She let out a soft laugh. "It would be a shame...I do like my heels."

I grinned at her. They were a Christmas present I gave her this year. "Your welcome."

"Nessie," I heard Carlisle call from his office. I took my niece's hand, and the four of us walked to Carlisle's study.

He was sitting on the edge of his desk, with a slightly grim look on his face. Nessie's heart stuttered nervously.

"What's the verdict?" Rosalie asked.

"Well, it's been established that Renesmee had her menstrual cycle, but what I'm worried at is the size of her ovaries," Carlisle began, "They're miniscule."

"What do you mean?" Renesmee asked, scratching the top of her head.

Carlisle sighed. "I don't know how many more periods you're going to end up having, Nessie."

Nessie's hand dropped. "But Grandpa, can you find out somehow?"

"There's no way to tell how many more you'll go through. To the best of my knowledge, your periods are going to be numbered, and you're only going to have a short amount of time where you can bear children. If you wanted children, if that was even a possibility, I'd say you'd have to get started...now."

"What do you mean, if that was even possible?" Rosalie asked angrily. Bella nudged her.

Carlisle ignored Rose's tone. "Considering Nessie's nature, and her decreasing changes throughout her body, it might be difficult for her to get pregnant, if she could get pregnant at all. If she did end up pregnant, I would want to call her to bedrest as much as possible, since we don't know what kind of baby Jacob and Nessie would produce."

Nessie slumped a little bit. I threw my arms around her, and she sobbed into my shoulder. "I'm such a freak! I can't be vampire enough to have the same abilities and be the same help as the rest of you, but I can't be human enough to have a flipping child or do anything remotely normal. It's not fair!" Nessie screeched.

Unfortunately, Edward and Jacob decided to come back at the same moment that Nessie said this. I felt them both freeze downstairs, and then thaw out almost instantaneously to race to the study.

Edward got there first.

"What's wrong, Renesmee?" Edward asked worriedly.

Wordlessly, Nessie opened up her arms with tears dripping down her face, and whispered, "Daddy." Edward immediately hugged his daughter.

Jacob stepped into the room, his eyes focused on no one but Renesmee. When Nessie finally let go of Edward, she ran into Jacob's arms and cried with more gusto than I have ever seen her cry before. My cold heart broke with hers.

Currently, Nessie and Jake were trying to do everything in their power to get pregnant. Nothing had success yet.

"Whatcha thinkin' about, darlin'?" Jasper asked, looking at my scrunched up features.

"Just worrying, like always," I said with a small smile.

"Oh hon, I don't think anything bad will happen to us in this forest," Jasper said, caressing my cheekbone.

I was just about to correct him when the smell hit us.

Human blood. Fresh human blood.

Jasper went rigid beside me. Suddenly, I was flashed with images of him attack this woman, as I saw, but I couldn't see the woman. She was faceless and blurry.

"Jazz, stop!" I slapped him across the face. It shook him out of his fury long enough for me to cover his mouth and nose.

He blinked a couple of times.

"Hold your breath and run," I whispered to him.

His eyes seemed a little out of focus, but they were full of fear and understanding. I pushed him in the opposite direction of the smell. Jasper instantly turned on his heel and ran towards the house.

I wasn't in hunting mode yet, but the woman smelled really good, so I decided to hold my breath for good measure. I drifted into the forest deeper, following the trail where I last remembered the scent to be.

What I found would change me forever.

The first thing I saw was a man. He was obviously vampire. His features were strained.

His head snapped in my direction, and his teeth bared in warning. I stood stock still, not wanting a fight.

And then I saw the woman.

She was human, and pregnant. Very pregnant. And in pain.

Her back was arched, and she was throwing up blood. Her back shuddered with convulsions, and a horrible ripping sound was audible from the center of her belly. The man next to her obviously didn't care about her, and stood there watching with a greedy glint in his eye.

His lips pulled back from his teeth in a sort of sadistic smile as she let out the most terrible scream I've ever heard.

How long had I been standing that? For the first time as a vampire, I felt cold. I felt numb, and useless, and...human. I felt human, feeling like I was unable to do anything. I had never seen something so horrible in my life.

I suddenly had a vision of Carlisle and Edward searching for me. I decided to stay where I was, so they could find me. The man and woman seemed almost oblivious to my presence after that. I stood there watching this woman scream before me like she was having her arm sawed off with a dull knife.

The man moved so fast I barely registered it. He ripped off the woman's shirt, where her belly was shuddering violently. Her naked chest was bared to the cold, and I almost lunged at the man, yelling at him that he should at least have the common decency to cover her up.

Only one thing could have stopped me from doing just that.

And that is what I was currently watching.

I felt myself shudder as I watched small fingers poke through the soft, damaged flesh of her belly. The woman did not seem to have the energy to scream anymore, and she simply lay limp in the cold, most likely freezing beyond belief, preparing to die.

A head penetrated. A small tuff of hair rose from the prison womb where it had to be subjected to. Unaware of its atrocious birth, it crawled out, innocent as ever, onto the woolen blanket. The vampire reached down to pick up his offspring.

"NO!" Edward screamed as he burst through the foliage. The vampire spun around, teeth baring, but not in time for Edward's cobra-strike. Before the monster had a change to defend itself, Edward has his teeth on the vampire's throat, ripping his head clean off.

His head dropped uselessly to the floor of the forest, his face a permanent, eerie, evil version of a smile.

I shuddered away form it.

"Alice," Carlisle said as Edward began dismembering the horrible thing, placing his hand on my shoulder. I immediately went on the defensive. I took my crouch low, feeling the venom pooling on my tongue planned my attack. Carlisle brought his hands up in a defeated gesture, backing away slowly.

I immediately straightened up. Carlisle was not a threat. No threat. No threat.

"Alice, please calm down," Carlisle pleaded. He looked...scared? I was the threat right now.

No threat.

No threat.

Baby.

Ripping.

That's a horrible, terrible sound...

Baby.

No threat.

"Um, Carlisle," Edward said, giving me a wary glance. No threat. "I think Alice has gone into the vampire version of shock."

Just then, a small little cry sounded from the blanket. Three pairs of vampire eyes snapped over to the small baby sitting naked on the woolen blanket, watching us with too-intelligent dark blue eyes with a slightly amused expression on its face.

I distinctly saw the little bite mark on the side of its mother. I shuddered again.

"No, little baby," Edward chastisized, picking up the tender thing in his arms, "We do not eat people."

The woman cried out in yearning, the absence of her baby known to her. She blindly lifted her arms to cradle it, and realized it wasn't there. They dropped limply to her sides and she struggled to open her eyes.

"You," she croaked out, looking directly at me. My insides froze over. "You...my baby...yours. Always yours...but my little...angel," she whispered, and her heart gallumped one more time, and then all was silent.

Mine.

Baby. Mine.

Baby. Mine.

Baby. Mine.

Baby.

I dropped to my knees, feeling myself completely give out. I wished then I was able to pass out and give my mind a chance to catch up. But I was not so lucky, and my acute vampire senses, for the first time since I awoke in this life, lagged behind me.

Carlisle immediately began to tend to the woman, if you could call her that. She was a broken, mangled piece of flesh and bones, abused and used to carry a child, a child that had no doubtedly killed her, yet she called it her angel.

I wasn't sure if I believed in angels, or heaven and hell.

All I knew is that this woman had sacrificed her life to hand me a half-human, half-vampire baby.

This could be a problem.

A/N: There you have it! Please reveiw this chapter to know what you guys think or what I could improve on.