Something to Believe In

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Quote of the Day: "It's been almost a century that Edward's been alone. Now he's found you. You can't see the changes that we see, we who have been with him for so long. Do you think any of us want to look into his eyes for the next hundred years if he loses you?" —Twilight

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Alice's POV

I entered the forest with only the moonlight to guide me. Jumping from tree to tree, there were no sign of threats. I wasn't in the mood for hunting, anyway. I picked up his trail, what exactly was he planning to do? He kept changing his mind and the decisions he was considering weren't good ones. We've been together for over a 100 years, so why now? The more I thought about it, it scared me—I needed to talk to him… now.

I found him sitting on a branch of a tall tree that gave him a good view of the river's edge. It wasn't so hard to find him after all. The moonlight shone on him, making him sparkle like diamonds. Nothing changed, after all… had it? I was still dazzled by his beauty and my heart melted in a puddle. Same old feelings—but they were important to me. He was important to me, but Melanie was important to me too. I was frustrated, it was overwhelming. I couldn't choose one over the other.

"Jasper?" I said quietly, taking a seat next to him. "If there's something both—"

"That girl. . ."

"Melanie?"

"I don't… understand. Why?"

"She's my niece."

"Isn't Bella enough?"

"She's my best friend!"

"What about me?" he said, looking at me straight in the eyes. They were so intense, almost unrecognizable. I never had seen this side to him before… He was different, in a way.

"You're important to me too! You know I can't choose one over the other."

"You're endangering us." He mumbled.

"You sound like Rosalie."

A moment of awkward silence, and then. . .

"I'm sorry." He finally said, closing his eyes. "I just… wouldn't be able to bear it if the Voultri were to find out. They could do much harm."

"I'm aware of that."

"You're not afraid of the possibilities?"

"That and. . ." I bit my lip, letting my voice trail off.

"And?"

"I'm afraid of losing you. You honestly don't know how much, you mean to me… do you?"

He looked at me, and then kissed my forehead. "That's never going to happen."

"But… my visions—"

"They're not always right. Besides, I already made up my mind."

I smiled. "And what's that?"

He chuckled and pressed his lips against mine. "I think we both know."

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"Alice, I need to talk to you." Rosalie said to me at once, beckoning me to her room. I nodded to Jasper to go on without me, and braced myself for what ranting she had in store for me. I knew it was about Melanie—and even I could sense the disappointment in her voice. She was the older sister of course, and it was frightening at times. But we knew better than anyone that she gets involved in the worst case scenario because she cares… Even if she acts like she doesn't.

I sat down on her bed, and watched her pace back and forth. Finally, she said, "I'm disappointed in you. Sure, Edward had done it… But now you? What, has this family gone mad?!"

"Not exactly." I mumbled, biting my lip. "You don't understand—"

"No, I understand. You two just go on and keep getting involved with the humans, and let's pretend this isn't going to affect our damned reputation!" she shouted sarcastically, obviously distressed. Then I heard knocking at the door.

"Rosalie?" It was Emmett.

"I'm fine." She said, not looking at me anymore. "You should leave. If you think I'm helping you this time, you're wrong."

"You're lying." I said, quietly.

She looked at me, taken aback from what I had said.

"You dare call me a liar?"

I grinned. "Too late."

I was just pushing her limits, but she took it way too seriously. There was a loud THUD, as she pinned me down to the ground. There was something odd about her, she just seemed so… off. It was strange, she wasn't usually like this.

"You have no reason to be upset." I said, not bothering to struggle out of her grasp. She was pretty strong after all. Emmett had told me how many houses they broken together, and trust me—you wouldn't want to know.

"I have tons of reasons. You wouldn't understand."

"You wouldn't let me. Besides, I think I know how you feel."

"Explain, then." She paused for a moment. "I'm listening."

"Vera." I said at once. "Wasn't she important to you?"

"Was." She mumbled. "Keep talking."

"Her baby boy… Emmett looked like him, didn't he?"

"Your point is?"

"My point," I sighed. "Is that because of the resemblance, you gave him a chance."

She paused for a moment, trying to piece together my explanation.

"Melanie's my sister's—"

"Daughter." She finished for me.

I nodded. "So why can't you give her a chance, too?"