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Edward's POV

Jasper must be in such pain. I mean, I don't know what it must be like to feel everyone's emotions at your own wife's funeral, but I DO know it must be tough. You could tell that she completed him. Alice was always so happy and so independent. Yet, she felt she needed someone like Jasper, to protect her, and keep her safe. Alice and Jasper had the strongest bond, more so then any of us, (giving exception to myself and Bella). Their love was so deep and so passionate. They had shown no physical love for each other. I wished that Rosalie and Emmett would be so kind to hide theirs. Please, let him be okay, and please, bring Jasper back to us.

As I read Esme's thoughts sorrow ran through to my core. I looked towards her. She was standing patiently at the glass wall waiting for any sign that her son may come home.

I turned away from her and back towards the TV. A soft and gentle touch caught me by surprise as it lightly cupped my cheek. By the size of her hand, I knew it was my beloved daughter. She was about to show me something. I sat, staring ahead patiently, waiting for the picture to play in front of my eyes. It started, and with a sigh, I relaxed.

Alice was dressing Renesme up in the new clothes she had bought for her on her latest trip to Paris. Rosalie played with Nessie's curls while Alice took a picture of each and every outfit that matched each hairstyle Rosalie came up with. The front door opened, and the room of vampires (and half-vampire) heard it. Rose was the first to move, she bolted from Nessie's bedroom and out of sight. Renesmee, still standing, looked up at Alice just as she too, gracefully ran from the room. Alice stopped at the top of the stairwell, still in sight. Nessie smelt the air and smiled knowingly; Jasper, Emmett and I were back from hunting. Nessie sighed and ran swiftly from her room to stand next to Alice. Renesmee stared down at Rose, who was locked in Emmett's embrace as they greeted each other passionately. I was nowhere in sight; already gone to greet Bella. Nessie looked up at Alice. Why was she still standing here, why hadn't she greeted Jasper the same way Rosalie greeted Emmett? Were they fighting? Nessie saw the smile on Alice's face; they couldn't be fighting, could they? If so why the happy look? She drew her confused gaze to Jasper. He stood there, at the door, un-moving, lost in Alice's eyes. He too, had a smile upon his lips. Then I understood. They were looking into each other's souls, knowing that they were both safe and at ease. Love filled the room and it wasn't coming from Rosalie or Emmett. It seemed to be pouring out from Alice and if I was standing so close to Jasper, I bet I would have felt that same passion; that deep, intimate love that they shared. They didn't need to prove to each other that they were in love. The physical stuff seemed to be underrated, childish and below their standards. No, their relationship had gone beyond anything any physical contact could ever give them.

The picture ended and I turned my head around to face my daughter. She still seemed to dazzle me. Bella said I used to do that to her all the time, and still do, apparently, even though she is infinitely more beautiful. Nessie reminded me so much of her mother. Nessie was about sixteen now in looks. She was very wise for her age. Although it has only been six years since her birth (if that's what you would call it) yet, she was ten years ahead of herself in looks and about twenty in knowledge. Seconds of silence passed us before she spoke.

"I want to love Jake like that, like Alice loved Jasper. I mean, it's so deep and romantic, so passionate." She said with ease, like I was Rose or Esme. She had sprung this on me without warning. I don't want to talk to my supposedly six year old daughter about this! So I said what any responsible father should say.

"Isn't this something you should be talking about with your mother?" She knew that if that dog Jacob so much as even thought about her, I would rip his head off. She sighed; it was ragged and quick and sounded like a sob. Her forehead was creased to the centre and her eyes were filled with tears. I was worried about her so I did something I normally blocked. I read deep into her thoughts. Be strong, you have to be strong, you can't break down like some child! You are nota child Nessie, grow up! She is gone and it's your fault, now, don't cry and deal with it. Jeez, you are such a screw up! She screamed to herself. Her fault? I thought. Why was she blaming herself?

"Mum's still a bit touchy about the whole Alice thing. I-I was just up there and she needs you; badly. I can see that. So I came to tell you, but you were off in your own world…" She stuttered nervously. She wanted me to go and make sure her mother hadn't gone crazy like Carlisle has been lately; not showing up to work, not hunting, in his office all day and night searching for answers. It has been three years since the death of my most beloved sister. Everyone was shattered and we all took it hard, it took about two of those three years for us to even speak her name or hear it be spoken. It was like a stab to though the heart every single time. We were older then Bella and knew we had to cope and be strong. Bella was just becoming a full golden-eyed vampire when Alice died. She hasn't lost anyone before except me, and I swear if I didn't know better, that this has hit her harder than when I walked from her life, Alice's death has been worse for her then me simply leaving. She still flinches at Alice's name like she was just punched in the gut. I guess that's why Jasper ran off; to get away so he didn't have to hear her name spoken and the pain it brought everyone when spoken aloud. Nessie has even the strongest of us hear her thoughts from today have me thinking otherwise. At that moment I heard the smash of glass. Esme jumped and spun around. Oh God Carlisle! She thought but it wasn't coming from his office. I was positive it was coming from the other end of the hall. I turned to see Nessie crouched down, ready if there was any sign that we were going to be attacked. I breathed in, searching for an unfamiliar scent and held my breath at the same instant, I familiar one hit my nose and had me so shocked I was speechless. It was Jasper; he had come home at last. Nessie loosened her position obviously smelling the same scent I had, she turned to me and out of the corner of my eye I could see a frown began to form upon her face. I heard as Esme gasped and turn to me for answers. Eyes wide, she mouthed his name. I nodded slowly and started to walk forward slowly and calmly. From the sound of the destruction upstairs he wasn't in a good mood and we have never heard him be so violent; we didn't know how to react or how to deal with it. I made it to the stairs and Renesmee picked up her pace and gracefully stood by my side waiting for my next move. She frowned, looked at me again and sighed. She then stepped in front of me and began to ascend up the staircase, I went to grab her arm but she was faster than I thought, she made it to the top of the stairs and I was close behind her. Renesme made her way down the hall and stopped at Jasper's door.

"Jasper." She said, trying to appear calm, leaning against the doorframe. There was no response. She looked around inside the room and stepped in, disappearing from my line of sight; this scared me. I picked up my pace and was in the same place she stood seconds before. I followed in her path weaving and winding though the bedroom; I could hear Nessie's voice in the distance, but couldn't quite place where about in the room she was. The sound of her voice seemed to bounce off walls and echo from every corner in the room. I thought for a minute, stopped thinking about where Nessie might hide, but where Jasper would be. I was certain if I found him I would also find my daughter. Then it came to me. Where would Jasper be? Well that was easy, for if you saw Alice, Jasper was always close by... andvisa versa. Then it hit me. With Alice gone Jasper would be where Alice was, well where Alice would be, where every inch of the confined space screamed her name, where you would find layers upon layers of fabrics, where her scent would fill the air and send your hand running though your hair, for Alice spent most of her money on this very place; filling it with all her latest desires.

I walked forward and turned a few corners, arriving in the main part of the bedroom once again. I walked to the far corner and surely enough Nessie's voice grew louder as I drew closer to her. I turned a corner at the far end of the room, winded around another sharp corner and there they were; Jasper sitting with his back against the wall of their long narrow wardrobe. The wardrobe was dim; the only light was that radiating off the small window at the far end, where a light was. Jasper was leaning on probably the only part of the entire closet not filled with Alice's clothes. Knees to his chest and his head in his hands, he said nothing as Nessie knelt in front of him, one hand placed softly on his right shoulder as she spoke to him. Saying things like how like he wasn't crazy that it's ok to act like this that the loss has hurt him more than anyone, that it is going to be ok, that every is going to get though this, together, as a family. I knew he could hear her but a part of me knew he wasn't listening to a word she was saying.

I must have been standing there for more than a minute before Nessie acknowledged the fact that I was actually there. She looked up at me pity, regret, guilt, and just plain heart ache in her eyes. Just seeing the feelings radiating off her face was enough for me. I never wanted my girl to ever be unhappy, but it must be worse for Jasper that she was there. Renesmee might think she is helping him but could she be making Him worse? I motioned for her to go, she nodded and stood up. She paused at my side, looked up at me one more time and motioned for me to talk to him, she still stood there, and I guess she was waiting for an answer. I nodded and made my way to his side as I herd Nessie walking from the room.

"Jasper," I said softly trying to be more empathetic then sympathetic. I took a few steps closer to him, crouching down so I was at his level. He glanced up at me for mere second and then looked down again. Only to stand up seconds later.

"Jasper?" I asked again.

"Don't." was all he said as he brushed passed me, out of my arms and out of the room. I sighed and followed, he was known where in sight. I could tell he missed being here, missed having a home, a family for the first time in his life. I sighed, descending the stairs slowly. As I reached the edge Esme wandered slightly from the kitchen to my side, and Nessie just turned from her position on the couch to face me. She held my gaze until I heard Esme's voice next to me.

"Don't worry, Edward, at least he came back. That's a start. Right?" she said, trying to reassure me. I bet Nessie has already told her about what was said and to go easy on me, but I wasn't the one who had recently lost the love of their life. One thought kept nagging at the back of my head though, its voice speaking thoughts I didn't want to consider; if Alice was the only thing keeping Jasper from going to the Volturi, might he actually go to them now that she was out of the picture? He would stay for us; or at least I thought he would. What if you bring back painful memories? The voice insisted. I couldn't deal with thinking about it again, because if I cracked everyone would. I took my gaze off Esme and glanced at Nessie.

"Where's your mother?" I asked softly, feeling a little anxious.

"La push." The words came out in the monotone she used whenever she tried to hide her emotions from me. Sometimes it worked. Not this time. Suspicion filled me immediately and I took off; fast.

The trees were flying past at a blurring speed, the scents of the forest around me, the smell of elk in the distance hyped my senses but I ignored it. The ashy fumes of a smouldering campfire from a forks party the previous night tingled my enhanced senses; the strong stench of alcohol filled the air. I could feel it, like a sixth sense inside of me that the borderline was getting close; too close. Slowing my pace, I raised my head as a predator would do and surveyed the area around me, trying to figure out where I was. The forest was coming to an end. I was sure the clearing was just up ahead, but why would people camp so close to here, even for a party? But either way I was right. The forest opened up into the clearing and I jogged along the edge, searching for the river that ran from the back of Jacob's house. They were probably already aware of my presence; I could already hear the rushing water and the thudding paws of wolves patrolling the forest. I stepped closer to the edge, knowing Bella would come out to see me at any moment. Is she perhaps testing me? Seeing if I would cross the line?

"Hey, Handsome," I whipped my head around to meet her smirking face. I chuckled nervously, and it came out almost like a high-pitched whine. "What?" she asked curiously. I couldn't help but think of how she was such an insecure vampire. What a rarity.

"Nothing." She took a few steps closer, eying me suspiciously. I looked back at her, feigning innocence. "Are you coming?" I ask her, hoping it will create a distraction from my odd behaviour.

"Are you coming?" she says very pleased with herself. Her smugness about surprising me pricked a few nerves, but I brushed it off with a laugh. Though I believe people like us are no longer alive she still thinks so and is sure she will never get bored with the forever that is in front of us. I'll give her a few decades, I decided. We speed home, and I catch up to her just as she thinks she can still beat me.

"You should just give up, you know." I say, throwing a glance at her over my shoulder. She's running beside me, trying to push her limits to beat me home. She will have to try a lot harder seeing as how I'm barely scratching the surface of my abilities.

"No one likes a show off, Edward." The soft, high-pitched voice floated to me from my other side. Wait. What? This is not a voice I should be hearing at all; Alice. I halt, sending leaves and dirt spraying everywhere around me. Bella kept going, not realizing I had stopped. She jogged back to me.

"Edward?"She says coming to my side. "Edward! What happened? Are you ok?" I felt her shudder; she tends to do that when she's worried. What did just happen? I could swear I heard her voice, like she was running beside me. But it sounded like her thoughts; though that is too is impossible.

"I'm fine," I walk on ahead and she walks beside me not taking her eyes off me, mimicking my pace, worried. "Come on."