Hey people, so this is chapter two. I hope you'll enjoy it. Some people have already asked me to update soon, and I'll do my best. Unfortunately, I'll be on a Holiday for some weeks, starting the day after tomorrow, so I will be able to post only when I come back. I'll write a lot when I'm away, though, and I'll post it the moment I've returned to Holland. I hope you all enjoy! And please review ;)

Chapter two

After dinner, Carlisle and I did our best to send Charlie home without offending him.

"I'm sorry, Charlie," Carlisle said, "It has been a nice evening. It's just that Esmé has a headache and wants to go to bed early, and tomorrow we have to arrange some things for our… guests."

Charlie nodded. Of course he understood. I knew how much respect he had for Carlisle and Esmé and I knew he would like to give her some rest when she was ill. Not that she really was ill of course, she was standing in the backyard with Rose talking about a solution to our problems.

"I hope Esmé will be feeling better soon. Have a nice evening!" Charlie said, and he wanted to turn around, but I said: "Charlie. Aren't you forgetting something?"

Charlie looked at me as if he didn't know what I was talking about. He didn't fool me, of course.

"Your daughter?" I reminded him.

"Oh! Right!" He said, "well, she knows the way home." He walked out of the house. I shook my head sadly. It wasn't as if this decision hadn't been difficult enough for Bella anyway. Now her dad had to be unkind too, at the moment she needed him the most?

When the door was closed, Carlisle turned to me.

"We'll have a family meeting in the living room in half an hour. I need to talk to Esmé, and I think you need to talk to Bella."

I nodded and bit my lip. What should we do with Bella? I wondered. Edward had told us that when the Volturi would come, we would just hide Bella, and they'd leave again. Now, when I thought things over, I thought it wouldn't be so easy. What if the Volturi didn't stop so quickly? What if they would do what Felix wanted? What if Aro wanted Bella so dearly that he was willing to kill us? I had heard Jane and Felix discuss that. I knew how much Felix wanted Bella too, and how much he hated Edward…

I felt the sudden urge to scream and hit something, but I resisted. I still had some dignity left. Instead, I thought it would be the right time to talk to Bella and Edward.

I sped to Edward's room, where he and Bella were sitting on the huge bed that was standing against the left wall.

Edward's face had a look on it which remembered me of one he had had in the spring Holiday, now two years ago, when Bella had been chased by James. Edward looked a bit frantic, like he was willing to grab Bella and make a run for it. Which might be exactly what he was planning.

Don't even think about it I thought.

He looked at me, still holding Bella tightly, cradled against his chest.

"Why not?" he answered my thought.

Perhaps they won't stop when they can't find Bella

"What did you see exactly?" Edward asked, kissing the top of Bella's head.

"Yeah," Bella asked, her eyes were wild with fear, "what did you see? Are they coming here?"

I nodded. "In a week." Bella's eyes widened, and, as always, I tried to comfort her. "But there is no need to worry. It will be alright. We know how to deal with this."

Edward looked at me questioningly. He knew I was lying.

"Right," he said, and stroke her hair, "we will just stick to the plan we had last summer, which is hide you, and then it will all be alright. Perhaps Emmett will even get the chance to kill some vampires, like he always wishes." He smiled, but the smile didn't touch his eyes. Bella, too, wasn't fooled.

"It's worse than you'd thought, isn't it?" she asked, her eyes turned to me, "you saw that they don't think that finding me is enough?"

I decided I couldn't lie to her anymore. Bella had always been a hard one too fool.

"Right. I've seen that they will come here, with Jane, Alec, Felix, Demetri and some more." Bella shivered and Edward stroke her hair once more, "and I've seen that they will find out where you live."

"Charlie!" Bella choked out. "We must save him!"

"It'll be alright, Bella," Edward repeated, and kissed the top of her head., "won't it, Alice?"

"It'll be perfectly alright," I answered, "We have to go downstairs for a family meeting in twenty minutes."

Edward nodded. "I want to know what Carlisle thinks," he said. He knew what I was thinking, so he knew exactly everything about my vision. I was going to have to watch him very carefully this week, so he wouldn't do anything stupid.

"Back to the fun subject," I said, "what about the marriage?"

"Fun?" Bella muttered, and I smiled.

"Yes, it is fun, Bella. Marriage is supposed to be something to celebrate, not something to mourn for." I answered.

"Yeah," Edward added, "you might hurt your fiancé's feelings."

Bella looked at the ground. "Edward, you know it's not because of you. We've talked about it."

I immediately regretted bringing the topic up. She was already feeling sad and guilty, and now I was making it worse.

"I know, honey," Edward said, "I didn't mean it. Don't feel guilty."

"What's the exact date planned for the wedding?" I asked them, trying to change the subject.

"As soon as possible!" Bella said in a weird voice. It nearly sounded as a hysteric shriek.

Both Edward's and my head turned toward Bella. "What's that?" Edward asked, "You wanted to postpone it as much as possible!"

Bella looked at the floor again. Obviously, she didn't want to talk about whatever motive she had. I could guess though.

"Bella," I said, "changing you is not the solution. We have to do that when we have a moment of peace. As a newborn, you are of no use. We've told you that before."

Edward's body turned rigid when he found out what I meant.

"Not because you're afraid," he reminded Bella once again. Bella nodded. I had to watch her too, because she was able to do stupid things as much as Edward was. This was going to be a hard week. I sighed.

"I'm going to talk to Jasper," I said, and I turned around and left the room, leaving the both of them stressed on the bed.

I reached my room within a second, I was quicker because I was stressed myself, too. I opened the door and ran towards Jasper, who was sitting on the huge pink bed. That bed had been my choice. I couldn't help it that I had seen too much teen girl movies. I had insisted on getting the huge pink bed, and Jasper had merely shrugged. He'd do anything for me.

"You alright?" he asked me, stroking my hair. I nodded.

"Now I am," I answered him happily. Then I suddenly eyed him suspiciously.

"You're not supposed to use your power on me," I said, "I'm supposed to be stressed now, not smiling, not happy." Jasper pouted, quite perfectly copying the expression I always used.

"Hmpf. And there I thought that you were just happy to see me," he said.

He looked really cute, and I felt the urge to comfort him. I didn't though.

"Happy? To see you? I thought you knew me!" I said, my eyes big with an innocent expression which was also typical for me.

He grinned, pulling me towards him and hugging me. I really felt better now. When I was with Jasper like this, the Volturi seemed like something we could handle easily. Not something to stress about. With Jasper, it felt like we could take the world. As long as we were together. That was what mattered.

"So," Jasper said, "shall we go down? I think they're waiting for us." He stood up, holding his hand up for me to grab it. Now it was my turn to pout. Just to tease hím of course.

"Do we have to?" I asked.

"You can also just stay here, and then we'll discuss the important things. You're just a woman anyway," Jasper answered, and pretended to walk out of the room. I grinned, and then hurried to follow him.

Downstairs, we were the last ones to come in. Esmé was sitting on the couch with her legs folded under her, Emmett was leaning against the wall, Carlisle was standing in the middle of the room, Edward and Bella were sitting next to each other on the floor, and, it was a miracle, Rosalie was sitting on the couch next to Esmé, fumbling with Bella's hair. Bella herself was too stressed to notice Rose trying to comfort her. Though, when I thought of Rose, she might just be comforting herself. Rose loved to do people's hair. It calmed her. Normally, she always did mine, because Emmett refused to let her do his curling hair.

Jasper pulled me to the two big chairs, and we both sat down.

"So," Carlisle began, "we've got some trouble."

"Correction," Bella amended, "I've got some trouble. They're not after you. They want me. Again." She was starting to hyperventilate, and I stepped on Jasper's toe. He understood me, and quickly sent a calming wave towards Bella. Edward squeezed her hand.

"Everyone who's after you, Bella, dear," Esmé said, "is after us."

Bella looked up, bewildered by such an amount of loyalty and love. I nodded.

"Yes, Bells. You áre one of us. Get used to it." I sent her a reassuring smile. Actually, it was weird. We were always reassuring and comforting Bella, although we were all concerned and stressed ourselves.

Carlisle was the first one to get back to the point again. "So what exactly did you see, Alice?"

I explained them about my vision, telling them every detail I could remember. When I finished my story, my entire family had their mouths hung open. This was not what they had expected, that was obvious.

"So what will we do?" Edward asked.

"We protect Bella's house, lead the bad guys into the woods, and fight them there!" Emmett said, showing his huge muscles to show us how much he meant it. Rose sighed deeply.

"What if," Jasper's serene and calm voice said, "in a week, Bella goes to La Push, on the other side of the border. Jane and the others won't follow her scent there, for the wolves' scent is all over the place. And Charlie goes there too."

I saw Bella wince. Edward hadn't really told me what had happened between her and the dog Jacob, but I could guess. A couple of days after the fight with Victoria and her newborns, she had seen him for the last time. I think she finally made the choice not to see him anymore. She chose Edward. Poor Bella. Poor Jacob. She couldn't possibly go back to La Push now, could she?

"But what about us then?" Rosalie asked, "Then Bella is safe, and her father is safe, but we aren't. If they have brought that Alec and Jane, we have no chance to win."

That was something I had already thought about too. I knew that on some points, when there were no other options, we had to make sacrifices. But I couldn't loose anyone of my family. What if Jasper…?

Jasper felt my mood and calmed me, by laying his hand on my shoulder.

"What if we just invite them here?" Esmé asked, "that means we can just talk things over in a peaceful way." Esmé could always only think the good things about people.

"I don't think it'll be that easy," Carlisle answered.

"Wait!" Bella said. I knew what she was going to say. I didn't need the power of foresight for that, so I cut her off before she could finish whatever she was about to say.

"No, Bella," I said, "If you're a vampire when they come, they'll just take you anyway. Or kill you if you refuse. You're no good to us either dead, or as a Volturi."

"Though she would be fun," Emmett grinned, "I wonder if she still falls down every two minutes when she has superpowers."

I kicked Emmett. This wasn't the time for making jokes. Emmett grinned again. Wasn't that guy ever bothered by anything?

"Is fighting all you care about?" I asked him, exaggerating my annoyance. Emmett shrugged and smiled.

"Will the wolves help us?" Edward asked, turning to me. I saw how Bella winced again and I wished we didn't need them this time.

"I can't see, of course. Whenever the wolves are involved, my sight is gone. We can call them, though." I answered. I thought about giving my cell phone to Bella, but then I decided it was better if I made the call. Edward heard what I thought, and he nodded gratefully.

I walked out of the room and dialed the number of Jacob's father's house.

"Jacob?" the husky voice started after the phone had rang only once.

"No, I'm sorry. Is this Billy Black?"

"Yes." Billy's voice was already bleak. Was there something wrong with Jacob?

"It's Alice Cullen speaking. Is your son home?"

"No." He hung up. I stared at the phone for a short moment. Should I call again? I decided not to. I walked back into the living room, and shook my head.

"They're not answering," I said, "No one's home at the moment." Bella was crying. Poor girl.

"Then there're no options left at the moment," Carlisle said. We all looked at him incredulously. He had never said anything like this before! There was always a solution. Bella sobbed silently.

"So you suggest that we just continue as if nothing is going to happen?" Rose said in a small voice.

"I suggest that we all do are best thinking of ideas," Carlisle said, "but that we have to consider that we might have no other solution than to fight."

I stopped breathing. Was this really Carlisle speaking? It was true, it was the only solution. But like Rosalie had said before, we didn't stand a chance against them. And even if we would win… At what cost?

"So we are just going to arrange the marriage. We are going to have fun." Esmé said, "and you'll see, everything will turn out right."

"Oh, and," I said, "Bella, Edward. We have the senior-class reunion in three days, too." Bella snorted.

"We can't possibly go there?" she said. She even sounded hopeful. We all ignored her.

The most important thing was living as we always did… and getting Bella and Charlie to safety. And then save ourselves.

When Jasper and I had gone back to our rooms that evening, Jasper pulled me towards him.

"You worry too much," he muttered somewhere in my hair.

"Duh."

"You shouldn't"

"Jasper. How can I possibly not worry?"

"'cause we're together. And that's what matters."

And he was right. We'd find a solution, as we always did. Right now, our problems felt so small. If we'd really have no other choice, we could always just run. As long as we were together.

I kissed him gently.

"You're still not happy to see me?" he whispered.

"Huh." I answered, "maybe a little. Just a tiny bit."

He chuckled.