Alright I was going to do the "confession scene" again in Alice's point of view, but felt it might slow down the pace of the story.

Btw- thanks for the reviews.

Twilight saga is not mine

and the song Alice is thinking is Taylor Swift's monologue song from SNL.... I thought it would add a bit of humor. (I hate taylor swift but love that song, seriously. haven't seen it? youtube it)

So, without further ado, a glimpse into the mind of our favorite future seeing Cullen.

!! Rated M- for sexual implications. !!

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Alice:

I strode into my house, slamming the door behind me so hard that the frame shook. Carlisle, Esme, and Rosalie all turned to give me a look; the music drifting through the house from the piano abruptly stopped.

I like baking and things that smell like winter.... I sang in my mind to keep Edward out. "Alice?" His voice cut through the silent curiosity of the room.

Everyone's eyes were on me. I hadn't meant to slam the door; I didn't realize at the time how upset the confusion had made me. Bella wanted it too... Didn't she? There had been that hint of a shiver of pleasure as I dressed her, and her hands in my hair when our lips.... I like writing songs about douchebags who cheat on me... lala lalala... I occupied my mind with the inane country-pop song once again; I couldn't let myself mull those things over in my brother's presence.

My eyes flickered over the room; I listened intently. Everyone still stared. "Where's Jasper?"

"Out hunting with Emmett." Rosalie replied, nearly sounding like a 'duh' would be well placed at the end of her sentence.

I turned to look at Edward quickly. A wry grin spread across his face. "Really Alice? Taylor Swift?" His eyes mocked me.

"The fact that you know who sings the song and who she is, is mockable enough Edward." I retorted, clearly not up for his playful taunting. He shrugged, flipping through his sheet music.

"Taylor who?" Carlisle asked, clearly confused by the situation and what that had to do with my sudden flare of anger.

Rosalie rolled her eyes. "Popular singer of this decade."

The confusion still hadn't left Carlisle or Esme's features.

"Alice has seen something." Edward explained. My hands curled into loose fists; he had no right. "She's singing something ridiculous. Obviously, she's seen something that she doesn't wish me to know about right now."

Carlisle and Esme clearly relaxed as soon as they understood.

Esme's eyes honed in on my loosely clenched fists. "Relax, dear." She urged.

I sighed and let go; I couldn't let Jasper pick up on my anger, my confusion... I couldn't toy with these thoughts. It was dangerous around everyone, even the family members without 'extra' powers were overtly perceptive. Any perceptible change in my personality would tip them off. This one incident would be brushed off, but another? Very unlikely. I had to be myself at all times, bubbly, happy Alice. The life of the household.

The second I seemed to relax, everyone went back to whatever they were occupied with before I had stormed in. A pop melody flowed from the piano as Edward plunked on the keys- a Taylor Swift song. I turned to glare at him; His laughter echoed.

"You know, Edward, as a brother, you are sometimes a disappointment." I hoped that would sting his masculinity as I turned on my heel and walked upstairs, pushing the door open to my bedroom. I flopped on the bed, waiting for Jasper to return.

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Bella:

The doorbell rang. I rushed to answer it, and sighed in relief as I was met with Edward's golden gaze. My heart fluttered from his loving, crooked smile.

"Hey, come on in. We were just finishing dinner." I shut the door behind him and walked into the kitchen.

Edward nodded. "Chief Swan."

Charlie's mood suddenly turned reluctant, "Edward." Charlie was scraping his plate into the sink. I stood and took a few more forkfuls of lasagna before taking my plate to the sink.

"Here, let me do that tonight." Charlie offered.

"Thanks dad."

Edward walked fluidly over to the couch. I put a movie into the dvd player and grabbed an old afghan to cover up with. I snuggled up next to Edward.

"How was your afternoon?" He asked, pressing his cool lips to my hair.

"Fine. A bit tedious." I pressed myself closer against his stone-cold chest, feeling his coolness even through the blanket. "How was yours?"

He chuckled. "Interesting."

"Oh?" I turned to find his golden eyes amused, a grin across his face. "Alice was having a tantrum of sorts this afternoon. It was... unexpected to say the least."

"Oh?" I hoped he couldn't hear my heartbeat quicken. I turned back to the tv. The opening credits flickered across the screen. Alice had been having a tantrum? Was it about me? She had seemed so calm when she left. My heart pounded in my chest. Edward sat unusually close, pressing his lips to my hair again. "Is the movie frightening you?"

"Yes." I lied, hoping that for once it sounded believable. The thriller movie might've been scaring me, if I was paying attention. But my mind wandered like it had all night, to the feel of Alice's icy fingers on my skin, the taste of her lips.... and the look of regret in her eyes... This was one of those times that I was grateful that Edward couldn't read my mind. I yawned, relaxing as Edward put his arm around me. I had gotten barely any sleep last night. Alice's lips on mine- the thought that bombarded me the most. Alice's taste....

I turned to Edward. "Kiss me?"

His golden eyes filled with love as he pressed his lips to mine. The kiss was quick and careful, but hopefully it would be enough to get Alice off my mind. I leaned into his arms and tried to focus on the movie. This was perfect; this was right where I belonged.

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Alice:

I was startled by Jasper's low, calm voice. I was never startled. "Hey darlin'." He drawled, coming up behind me and pouncing. His lips sought mine hungrily as he fed off my emotion of undying love.

I had doubted enough for one night. Thoughts about Bella swirled in my mind like imperfect, broken visions and I wanted them out.

"Have a good hunt, Jazz?"

He nodded and quickly caught my lips. "Feeling better I see. I heard about your little outrage this afternoon."

"Yes. Much better." I smiled at him.

We entangled our limbs together on the bed, not needing to come up for air. His fingers tangled in my hair and pulled gently... and suddenly I was reminded of Bella's warm fingers tangled in my hair, her soft lips meshing with mine, her warm breath, her sweet scent. I kissed back more passionately, and his low drawl shattered my fantasy, "You're a tiger tonight." He picked up on my passion and threw himself into our lovemaking more fervently.

I groaned softly, but not for the reason he thought, as a small growl built in my chest. This was my husband, this was what I wanted, this was who I needed. I was all the more convinced, as he unbuttoned my shirt and trailed his loving kisses up to my lips, that this was right where I was meant to be.

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Okay, slightly humorous I hope.

In character too? It's always difficult.

More Bella/Alice next chapter.

"we shall see."

About alice and jasper- they may be subtle about their love in public but in the privacy of their own room they're feisty. Lmao. My personal take on the matter, and the tiger comment I threw in for the benefit of a certain someone ; )

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