Alice's POV

We sped home so that I could talk to Carlisle. But before we could even get out of the car, Edward came running up to us. He nearly yanked my door off of the hinges.

"Alice! He's back!"

"Who, who's back?"

"Jasper!" I jumped out and ran as fast as my short legs could carry me to the house. We met each other at the door. He pulled me into an embrace and ran his fingers through my hair. I was sobbing, not because I was sad, but because I was overjoyed. He was actually here in my arms.

"Shh. I'm here. I'm here," he whispered.

"But, how? Maria killed you."

"I know. I don't know how but I just... sort of woke up in the middle of the forest."

The vision ended.

"Rosalie! Hurry! Jasper's coming back!", I yelled.

"Are you sure Alice?"

"Yes! I'm positive!"

"OK but when he's not there I'm not going to be the one holding you when you cry."

"He will be Rose! I just saw it!"

"Ok, Ok, I'm hurrying." When we got to the house I waited for Edward to come and almost rip the door off the hinges. But he didn't. My heart sank as I got out of the car. I walked, with my head down, to the door. I went inside and Carlisle was sitting in his usual chair reading a thick book.

"Carlisle?", I asked him.

"Yes Alice? What do you need?", he asked looking up from his book.

"I had a vision-well I think it was a vision."
"Go on," he said.

"I had a vision that Jasper came back but when I got here he wasn't here. Do you think that I may be seeing things that I want to see?"

"That may be the case Alice. Your mind may want to see something and it just generates whatever it wants to see. I'll have to do further research before I can be sure. But I promise that I'll figure it out. Don't worry yourself." I nodded. Now I really felt depressed. To have a vision that Jasper was coming back was like my life support. It kept me afloat. Now, I was sinking. Rapidly. Carlisle looked back down at his book. I sighed and trudged up the stairs to the library. I sat down and opened up a book that I'd already read four times when a thought hit me. Why am I just sitting here, dying of pain, when I could end it? Carlisle was compassionate. Maybe he would kill me. No. I knew he wouldn't. I would have to go to the Volturi. Or would I?

"Alice," Emmett began. "You know I would never do that. I don't like to see you this way, but I wouldn't kill you."

"Please," I whispered. "Emmett, please. I'm tired of living. Life has no meaning now that Jasper's gone. You know that as much as I do."

"Yeah, but I'm still not going to kill you. If you want to die, you'll have to talk to the Volturi. I'm sorry." And with that, he got up and left. I buried my head in my hands. Would I do that? Would I go to the Volturi and ask them to kill me? I would. I would leave tonight.

"Alice! You don't have to do this!", Edward nearly screamed at me.

"Please Edward," I whispered. "Please. Let me go." He took my hand and squeezed it.

"No."

"Yes Edward. I'm leaving. Don't tell Esme. I don't want her to worry." I withdrew my hand from his. I couldn't look at his face as a left. I took his Volvo and drove to the airport. On the way there I had a vision. I saw me talking to Aro. It was hazy, so I couldn't tell what we were saying, but it was clear enough that I could tell that it was definitely Aro and I. Once I got to the airport, I bought a ticket to Volterra. I didn't have to wait long before my flight was boarding. I didn't have any luggage and people were suspicious. I didn't care. It would all be over in a matter of hours. Once I was on the plane, a rather large man sat in the seat next to me.

"Good evening miss," he said. I just turned and glared at him. He shut up after that. I knew I should be scared, but I wasn't. I was actually looking forward to dying.