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Alice's POV

Alice was helping Esme unpack the rest of their belongings in LA when she had the vision. Her hands stilled on the vase she was carrying and her eyes closed, body slightly swaying.

Esme quickly strode over to Alice's side and took the vase from her hands. "Alice?"

When she didn't respond, Esme called for Jasper. He was soon standing by Alice and stroking her hair soothingly. At his touch, Alice opened her eyes. They were wide with fear.

"Bella . . . " she whispered. Alice had many visions of Bella but they were normally short and always the same; Bella staring out her window with tears, she probably didn't even feel, falling down her face.

But this vision was different, frightening. It terrified Alice and Jasper could feel that.

"What's wrong?" He asked stroking Alice's cheek reassuringly.

Esme tried to make Alice sit on a chair but she refused; Alice couldn't stay in LA much longer. She must return to Forks at once.

"Bella." She repeated.

"Yes, dear." Esme said worried. "You've said that. What about Bella?"

But Alice was already out the door, pulling out of the driveway in her Porsche. Alice's vision of Bella was not the normal one she had been having.

Bella had at least been alive in those visions. Alice thought angrily to herself and pushed on the accelerator, making the Porsche go at its full speed.

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The Vision:

Alice had seen Bella in a meadow. Bella was talking to herself quietly and twisting a black object in her hands.

I love you, Edward. She had whispered and then slowly raised the object to her heart, crying silently as she did so.

A gun. Alice realized.

Bella pulled the trigger. Alice's last part of the vision was of Bella lying spread-eagled on the ground, eyes open, with a trickle of blood coming from her mouth. If you looked close enough, you could see a tear trickling down her cheek.

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Two hours later, Alice was in Forks.

Please don't be late. Oh Bella! How could you even think of doing something so stupid!?

Alice rounded the corner and slammed on her brakes as soon as a red truck came into view by the edge of the woods. She quickly jumped out of the car and ran as fast as she could.

Alice soon came into a clearing and noticed Bella standing in the middle of the meadow. Relief washed through Alice. It was quickly replaced with fear when she saw the gun in Bella's hand, the end lightly pressing against her chest. Agony was placed on her features.

"Bella?" Alice whispered quietly yet loud enough to be heard by human ears.

She watched Bella stiffen automatically and then turn around. A dozen emotions had crossed Bella's face. Fear, relief, but the most pronounced of them all was shock. Alice took a step torwards her but stopped when she noticed Bella take a step back.

"Alice? Is it really you?" Alice heard Bella's voice was cracking and watched as tears started to fall.

"Oh, Bella." Alice quickly strode torwards her. "Bella." She said again wiping the tears away. Alice held her as she led them back to Bella's truck. She opened the truck door and gently sat Bella down.

Bella was sobbing and clinging to Alice."Don't leave me, Alice. Not yet."

Alice's heart tore as she listened to Bella.

So much pain. Leaving wasn't good for anyone. Alice held Bella as she continued to cry.

So close. She thought to herself. Too close. Bella had almost killed herself in front of me. Alice shuddered.

It was nighttime when Bella's tears stopped. Her heart, which had been beating furiously a moment before, quieted some and resumed to its regular thump. Bella had fallen asleep from all the emotional stress. Alice let go of her and placed Bella upright in her seat. She started Bella's truck and drove her home.

Alice noticed Charlie's cruiser in the driveway. As soon as the truck's engine was cut off, the porch light turned on and Charlie came running out the door.

"Bella!" He sounded worried and angry. Charlie stopped short when he saw Alice pulling Bella out of the truck. "Alice?"

Alice sported Bella's weight on her body and slowly started to make her way torwards the house. Charlie quickly moved to the other side of Bella and helped Alice. When Bella was finally tucked in her bed, Alice went downstairs with Charlie and sat down in the kitchen.

Charlie was staring incrediously at Alice. She couldn't blame him. Her family leaves Forks with no explanation and then she ends up dragging a groggy Bella home.

"What's going on, Alice?" Charlie finally managed to croak out.

"Bella–" She began then stopped, shaking her head. "I needed to come back, Charlie. I couldn't leave Bella like that."

Bella lying spread-eagled on the ground, eyes open, with a trickle of blood coming from her mouth. Alice shuddered

"I found her asleep in the meadow." She lied.

"What the Hell was Bella doing asleep in a meadow?" Charlie asked more to himself. He looked at Alice. "What are you doing here, Alice?"

Alice sighed. "I'm sorry Charlie. I had no idea what us leaving would do to Bella. I had to see her. She's like my sister."

Charlie's eyes softened a little. "I'm glad you're here Alice. Maybe now you can get Bella back on track." He sat down and ran his hand through what little hair he had left, sighing. "She's dead, Alice. Everyday Bella acts like a zombie. Looking out that goddamn window! I swear, I feel like she's going to physically take herself out of this world one day."

Alice nodded, thinking of nothing to say. She knew only too well what Charlie was going through.

"Is it just you here?"

Alice knew what Charlie was getting at. "Yes, Charlie. It's just me."

He huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. His eyes narrowed. "Bella's been through Hell since you've left. She screams constantly throughout the night about Edward. She screams to him; begging him to stay. Bella loves him, Alice. Still." He said the last bit disgusted. As if he couldn't believe how Bella could still love Edward after all he put her through.

"I know." Alice nodded. "Edward still loves her. He's suffering too." Alice remembered the last vision she had of Edward. He looked like he was in pain. His pain made him appear dangerous. Edward, right now, was an unknown person to Alice. She doesn't know who he's become.

Charlie scoffed. "Yeah right. Do you know what Bella screams at night, Alice? She's asking Edward why? Why do you have to leave? And then she'll start crying about how he doesn't love her." Alice winced but Charlie didn't notice. "I'm sure he's doing fine."

"I wouldn't make assumptions, Charlie." Alice's words snapped like a whip at Charlie.

He shifted uncomfortably in his chair and looked down. "I– I'm sorry Alice. I just... I don't know what to do."

"If it's ok, I'll stay with Bella for awhile." Alice volunteered, already knowing the answer Charlie would give.

"Of course. Please." Charlie stood up. "We don't exactly have the best accommodations but..."

"The couch will be fine. I'll have to borrow Bella's clothes for awhile before I leave to get my own though."

"That's fine." Charlie sighed. "Thank you Alice. You have no idea how much of a help you'll be. I just hope Bella will be ok."

"Me too, Charlie, me too." Alice walked over to him and gave him a hug. "I'm sorry." She whispered.

As soon as Charlie went to sleep, Alice quietly entered Bella's room. She sat in a rocking chair by the window and stared at Bella, waiting to comfort her when the screaming would start.

Carlisle's POV

Carlisle drove to Seattle. He couldn't believe how low Edward sounded. Carlisle was distraught.

He drove the streets of Seattle until he came upon a deserted alley.

A disheveled looking man sat on the ground, weeping for the tears he knew would not come.His clothes were ragged and his bronze colored hair more tousled than usual.

Oh my God. Carlisle stopped the car and got out, making his way to the weeping man he knew as his son.

Edward, He thought. What's happened to you?

When Edward didn't look up, Carlisle bent down and tried to pick him up himself. Slowly, Edward came to his feet. His eyes were no longer gold, they were black. Not only from the hunger but from the pain he was suffering.

My son. He thought to himself. No father should have to witness his son in so much pain.

Edward looked weak. No wonder you haven't found Victoria yet. You need to hunt.

Edward shook his head. "No. I can't waste any time while Victoria is still out there. One moment of me not paying attention could lead to Bella's death."

Carlisle knew Edward would not budge on his decision of killing Victoria, and rightfully so. She has done enough damage to this family.

He sighed. "Alright. Let me help at least. And you need to hunt. You'll see things more clearly."

Edward hesitated then nodded. Carlisle went to hug his son, not believing how much agony he's had to endure.

"Thank you." Edward closed his eyes for a moment.

They both had their reasons for wanting Victoria dead. For Edward, she had caused his true love to fear the Earth she walked. For Carlisle, she had nearly torn his family apart.

Carlisle nodded and took Edward to the car. Together they would hunt and then, with much eagerness, look for Victoria.

Find Victoria.

Kill Victoria.

Lalala...feeling a little evil right now. I'm actually psyched on doing the scene where they finish off Victoria. My first death scene... hope to do it justice. Yikes. Now I'm scaring myself. So what do you think so far. Yes, I know. Carlisle's POV is short. Sorry. Review, please!!!