Heyyy everyone! Sorry about the cliffhanger in the last chapter. Hope this one clears up some unanswered questions. Thx for all the reads and reviews!!!

JASPER POV

Vampires can't pass out. Or sleep. Or any of that! What was happening to her? I picked Alice up in my arms and raced back to the house, glad to see the rest of my family unharmed and a big, roaring fire being fed with the last few body parts. Running into the house, I called, "Help! Something's gone horribly wrong with Alice!"

I placed my unconscious angel on the huge couch in the living room, watching her for signs of life. But how do you know if a vampire has died for a second time? Then, I saw her chest rise and fall slowly. She was still subconsciously breathing- a good sign of life, but if it ceased, her death would still not be certain.

"What happened to her?" Edward asked. I was vaguely aware of being surrounded by my family members.

"Iuguolo bit her. I sucked out the poison when she started to scream in pain. Something was clearly wrong. But then she passed out!" I explained.

"Vampires can't pass out," said Emmet.

"Well, she did! Please wake up, my Alice, please wake up," I cried to her after responding to Emmet.

"I'll call Carlisle," Rosalie suggested, leaving the room.

The others stood there in silence as I tried in vain to awake my wife. First, I shook her gently. Then, I took her into my arms and spoke in her ear, just in case she could hear me. "Wake up. Please, wake up, for me, please." That did nothing, so I tried kissing her awake. But that sort of thing only works in movies. After a moment, I stopped. It felt odd to kiss her and not have her respond in any way.

Rosalie came back, frantic, from her phone call with Carlisle.

"They're on their way back right now. I told them everything, about who attacked us and why, and then about Alice's state. Carlisle recognized the name 'Iuguolo', because the two have met before. Iuguolo has the power to bite a vampire and cause death, if-"

I sprung to my feet, setting Alice back on the couch.

"DEATH?! THAT EVIL B***ARDHAD BETTER NOT HAVE KILLED MY ALICE OR HE WILL BE…" I began, trailing off when the meaning of her words began to set in. Living without my Alice seemed an impossibility. I sat back down again, taking her into my arms and holding her close. I never wanted to let her go.

(AN: Sorry about that but I took the swear out just in case. Pretend it's there for the full effect of the sentence.)

"Jasper, listen! She's clearly not dead, based on her breathing. And you didn't hear the IF. There is a possibility that a vampire can beat the poison, but it is very difficult. You sucked it out, didn't you? That's good. Carlisle said that the only person he ever knew to have survived Iuguolo's bite had the poison sucked out. If you did it soon enough, she may not be dead," Rosalie continued.

Sighs of relief came from the vampires around me, including little Renesmee, who now stood by her mother. But their relief was nothing compared to the hope I felt for eventually seeing Alice awake again.

"So if she wakes up, she's okay?" I asked, hopeful.

"Not necessarily. Sucking out the poison isn't a guaranteed fix. She's currently in a state somewhere between human, vampire, and dead. She'll fade in and out, possibly for quite some time. The survivor Carlisle knew was in between for about two weeks before he made it. For Alice, it's a battle between vampire and dead, and we'll have to wait to see if her own venom can overpower Iuguolo's," she finished.

A little relief came because I now knew what was wrong with her. But I was still panicked. I held my unconscious love in my arms and hoped for her to open her eyes again.

***

Three hours have passed, and in the entire time I have known Alice, I have never felt more alone. Even though she sat in my lap, and even though my arms were around her, I missed her being responsive. I missed knowing she was okay. I missed the love of my life. I wanted her back with me.

My thoughts finally drifted to the outcome of the battle. Apparently, we won on all accounts- Nex tore off, and Emmet then helped Rosalie with Interimo, and finally Decessus and Caedo ran. For all we knew, the survivors and Iuguolo was still out there somewhere, but no one wanted to face him until- if- Alice was okay.

Every twenty or so minutes, I would try to wake her again, and feel more and more let down each time she did not wake up.

"Hey, Jazz, I know this is the least of your problems, but do you mind sending out fewer despair waves?" Emmet asked.

"Em! You don't ask that!" Rosalie exclaimed to him.

"Sorry. I didn't know I was doing it." I wasn't concentrating on keeping my powers under control. Searching the room to make sure I hadn't annoyed anyone, I felt each person's emotions in turn. The whole family seemed to be sending out anxiousness, sadness, and then sympathy for me. But I picked up some small rays of something I hadn't felt since the last time I saw Bella waking up. I felt a combination of dizziness, exhaustion, and confusion.

Then, I felt my angel stir slightly in my lap.

Haha another cliffhanger, but this one's on a slightly happier note. I might post another chapter tonight.

And here's the chapter 5 preview! It's actually in Edward's POV. Since I can't write as Alice, and I didn't want the entire story to be Jasper, I added in some Edward.

I was worried about Jasper, too. His thoughts were nothing but pleas for Alice's survival, which is understandable, but if he kept this up, we would have to pry him away to hunt in a few days. Then, something occurred to me.

"How is Alice going to feed if this keeps up too long?" I asked.

"We'll just have to catch her something and bring it to her," Bella suggested.

"We should wait for Carlisle. If she's between vampire and human, she might not need blood," Rosalie pointed out.

Jasper said nothing. I wasn't sure if he heard or not.

"Jasper? Are you okay?" Bella asked.

Jasper didn't turn around. He just watched the rise and fall of Alice's chest. I listened to his thoughts. Keep breathing. Keep breathing. Please, come back to me. Keep breathing. Keep breathing.

It was around then that Carlisle and Esme arrived home.