A/N: Hey guys! Yet another long-time-no-update. I've just started in a new school, and every thing is all so confusing and I skipped a grade and I moved, and I might be moving to L.A. and my sister went away to college so….I've been a little busy. But I wanted to give you the next chapter! Thank you for the reviews! They are ALWAYS appreciated. If you could give me some ideas I would love that too!

EPOV

I watched a girl walk past a door for the seventh time in Alice's mind. A glimpse of what was to come. Alice was watching for something…but what?

The girl would get to the door, and every time she would get close to knocking, she would just fall short of it and keep walking.

I did not recognize this door…Then again there are many doors in the world…I wonder how far into the future this is…

But this is probably not about me. Alice would tell me if she were watching out for me…

Wouldn't she?

Just then my thoughts were interrupted by a loud revving sound.

An engine.

Which one? I'd had no trouble deciphering the car's own personal sound after driving each of the family's prized possessions. I could now tell which car(s) were coming up the driveway, and at what speed. And from the speed, I could usually tell who was driving it.

From the sounds of it…Rosalie and Emmet were street racing again.

They'd been racing for the past month; each time the winner would get some new thing that they wanted from the other, usually giving it back later that evening.

They were fairly evenly matched with Emmet's rough driving, and Rosalie's focus.

Emmet came bounding through the door with Rosalie on his back, faking annoyance as he trudged upstairs to get his Baseball cap.

Rosalie didn't really want it…she just knew that he loved it, so she wanted to take it away and make him squirm for a few hours. Telling her every ten minutes that she wore it, not to get anything on it, or rip it. 'It's an antique!' he would say.

Rose would just laugh at him which made him even angrier, thinking that she wasn't taking him seriously.

But it was never real anger. And Rosalie would never actually do anything bad to something that Emmet loved…

Which is what made them such a good couple? They never took anything too seriously. So, they never fought.

I heard Carlisle join Esme in her design room. Esme was frantically working on a new model for a house that she was planning to build somewhere.

She never actually had deadlines to stress out over because they were labors of love, hobbies if you will. She made her own deadlines. To make things more interesting I suppose. But it always stressed her out unnecessarily.

I heard Carlisle lightly kiss her on her forehead, and sit down next to her, without a word.

I saw Esme smile briefly and adoringly at him, and then continued speed-sketching.

Watching through Carlisle's mind was fascinating. He could focus on working and loving at the same time. So much kindness there. It was a nice mind to be in. A pleasant change from the monotony that is the human race.

There is so much insight to be gained from just every day life in a human's world, and yet they completely avoid it, afraid of anything genuine or new. Cowards.

Carlisle chuckled, and flipped through some papers, something no doubt that he took home from the office, hoping to finish it later tonight.

They, too, were a great couple. they never fought, not because they took things lightly, but because they took every thing so seriously, and saw things in the raw insight that had them see the whole picture. Not any of this one sided bullshit that humans create as a shield.

I grimaced, and Jasper joined the room.

Back from a fresh hunt, he joined Alice in the kitchen, who was now arranging flowers in vases, all intricately corresponding with the room schemes.

He put his arms around her waste and kissed her neck.

They had no need for words.

I sighed, and grimaced.

I grabbed my keys, and pulled open the door. I didn't need to explain myself to my family. They trusted me. Something that we had all earned throughout our many years spent together.

I had to get away from all of the love.

I had never found anyone I was compatible with. Sure I'd had many who'd wanted to be something to me…but they never were. Maybe there's something wrong with me.

I didn't know where I was going. I just wanted to drive for a while.

I was nearly to the place I sought after, somewhere near the water, when I saw something bright catch my eye. A white bobbing figure.

There were no cars where I was driving…I hadn't seen any for miles…why would there be a person….walking in the rain so late at night, in such a deserted place?

A hooded white rain jacket turned towards me.

A young girl…not much older than 16 stuck her small pale thumb out at me.

I thought about it. What could the damage be? She looks innocent enough. I should give her a ride. She must be freezing.

It had been a long time that I had had to think about body temperature. I rolled down my window to ask if she needed help. She slowed down and an exhausted smile graced her wide cheek bones. She was beautiful.

She closed in the twenty feet or so that was between us. I smiled hesitantly at her…and then it hit me. I seized my head back violently and locked the doors right as she reached for them.

What could have this strong of an affect on me? What WAS she?

I quickly sped away before I could do the damage that I wanted to do. I did not look back behind me. I drove until she was just a white blur, then she disappeared altogether.

A/N: I was thinking about making you guys wait a little longer for them to meet, but I just couldn't help myself. Hope you liked! PLEASE REVIEW!