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Ch.3

Alana knew that she couldn't ask too much when she was in the doctors' office. There were too many humans around; someone might overhear. When she told her mom, she had made a point to speak softly, although loud enough for her mother to hear. Honestly, she wasn't the slightest bit surprised when her mother fainted. Alana remembered picking her mother up and carrying her home, not bothering to take the car. It was easy to avoid being seen – when you run at vampire speed, you disappear right as people thought they saw something. It creates an illusion, and nothing more.

Alana smiled. Her mother was coming-to.

"Are you alright, mom?" Alana asked. Her mother sat up. "Is it true, Alana?" she asked. Alana sighed. "Yes, mom. Believe me, I wish it wasn't," she said.

"Who did this to you?" her mother said, her voice rising, her motherly-instincts suddenly kicking in. "I'm going to kill whoever did this to you."

"Mom, that's impossible. Well, almost impossible," Alana said. Suddenly, as if realizing something, Alana sat down. She placed her cold hand on her mother's shoulder. In a whisper, she said, "Mom, Jeffery can't know. You're in danger as it is. The Volturi…."

"Who are the Volturi?" her mother asked.

"I don't know, mom. I couldn't pry Carlisle for too much information incase…." Alana hesitated. "In case someone else….heard. But…I can guess. Carlisle said they are a royal vampire coven whose job is to make sure the world doesn't find out about vampires. The way he talked about it…the tone of his voice…it was so ominous, mom…it was as if, if the Volturi found out that you knew, they would track you and try to kill you," Alana explained. She shifted her position. "I'm going to ask him more about it later, though. Don't worry, I won't let anyone lay a finger on you."

That was when Jeffery walked in room. "Whose going to lay a finger on who?" he asked, sounding curious. Well, didn't the old saying say that curiosity killed the cat.

"No one," Alana and her mom said simultaneously.

"Something's going on," he stated, but it sounded more like a question.

Alana shook her head. "No, Jeffery…I can't lose you…" her voice was wavering, as much as a vampire's voice was wavering. "Please, just don't ask me to tell you…please, please, please…"

Jeffery ignored Alana. "So how did the doctors' appointment go?" he asked.

"Oh, that," Alana stated, chuckling. "Yeah, the doctor said I'm fine."

"You tricked him, then…" Jeffery said.

Alana shook her head. "I can't tell you, Jeff. I don't want to pull you into this. You already know more than you should. Just let it go, for your own sake."

At The Cullens' Place

"Jasper, how could you?" Carlisle asked. "I'm disappointed in you, son."

Jasper stared at the ground. This could only mean one thing: somehow, his father had found out about poor, sweet Alana. Wait, did this mean…does…does Alice know that he cheated on her? No. She didn't necessarily know; he could have lost control without the extra sexual lust. But…it had been there. He had made a mistake, and more than one at that. At the time he had been overly depressed. Alice spent all of her time shopping, and Jasper, despite the fact that he loved Alice with all of his heart, and still did, couldn't resist temptation. Alana had been so beautiful, and smelled so irresistible…

…And all too willing to enter a relationship even though Jasper had told her he had a girlfriend. Well, he could have said wife. Maybe then she would have discouraged the idea. It didn't matter. It was Jasper's fault, and his alone.

"I know, Carlisle. I'm so sorry," Jasper said.

There was a family meeting. It was inevitable, of course, that they would find out. It was predictable, of course, that if one of them slipped up it would be Jasper. Not even Bella, the newborn. Even she had more control than Jasper. "I'm so sorry, guys," he said to the family. "I'm so sorry," he said, staring into his beautiful wife's eyes. How could he, even for a second, wanted anyone else besides his beautiful, angelic, shop-a-holic pixie?

Suddenly, Alice's eyes went blank and she stared into outer-space. So she was having a vision. In two minutes, she snapped out of it.

"HOW COULD YOU, JASPER?!?!?" she screamed. "HOW COULD YOU CHEAT ON ME?" Alice sank to the floor and buried her head in her arms. Her tiny body was shaking.

"What did you see?" Bella asked, walking over to Alice's side, wanting more than anything else right now to comfort her sister.

"It's okay honey, it'll be alright," Bella said, putting her arm around her grieving her sister. "What did you see?"

"I saw…I saw…Alana…yelling at Jasper for kissing her…I saw her…killing Jasper…I can't…I can't live without Jasper, Bella. I can't, I can't, I can't. I don't care what he did I just don't want him to die! Please, don't let him die. JASPER!" Alice said in frenzy.

"None of us will let anything happen to Jasper. We'll change her mind, Alice. I don't know Alana, but we won't let her become a murderer," Bella said. "I'll talk to her, Alice. I'll make her change her mind," Bella said.

"Can I come with you, mommy?" Renesmee asked.

Bella turned and faced her daughter. Renesmee was only a year old, but she looked like she was around eight years old. "No, honey. You stay here, okay?" Alana was a newborn, and probably didn't have that much control. Although, if she still lived with her human family, like Carlisle told them, and still hadn't killed anyone, then she probably did have a lot of control. But it wasn't a risk she was willing to take.

Back at Alana's house…Alana's POV

"I'm going to find out," Jeffery said. "Whatever it is, you were never good at keeping secrets, little sis." Alana cringed at the word sis. It made her feel uncomfortable. 'I'm freaking STERILE!!!' her mind screamed. 'WHY CAN'T I LOVE HIM?!?!' Oh yeah, because he doesn't know anything about vampires, and she wasn't about to tell him. Would he find out? Probably, he had pretty good detective skills. Did he love her though? Probably not. Jeffery Krype was many things, but he wasn't rebellious.

"Anyways, I have bad news that I've been hiding from you and mom, Alana," Jeffery said.

"What?" their mom asked.

"I'm…I'm dying, mom," Jeffery said. "I have leukemia."

To Be Continued….