Finally! Well, here if it folks, the next chapter. Enjoy!

Visions of Change

APOV-

I was lounging on the giant couch in the living room in our new house in Alaska with my head resting in my glorious husband's lap. I was occupying myself by reading a fashion magazine, my attention forcibly focussed as I desperately tried to ignore the visions screaming at me in the back of my mind.

My visions had been much more forceful lately, always pushing to get my attention. They were getting almost impossible to ignore, and the simple fact that I even was ignoring them irritated me to no end. But, I had promised my idiotic brother that I wouldn't look into Bella's future, and I was almost certain that whatever visions I kept having now had to be about her to have such a powerful pull.

Normally I would have never agreed to such a ridiculous request, one that forced me to turn a blind eye to my gift, but I knew how important it was to Edward that we not interfere with Bella's life. He was so devastated after he so foolishly left the love of his existence that I couldn't stand to argue with him.

But still...

I hated not being able to just go with my instincts and look at what my second sight was trying to show me. I hated not knowing what these visions meant, not knowing if the girl I had come to see as a younger sister and then abandoned with a broken heart all within a year was ok or not. It was the equivalent to any normal person walking around with their eyes closed in a noisy room. It was unnatural and unsettling.

I relaxed automatically as a sense of peaceful serenity washed through my body, washing my uncertainty and irritation out of my mind. I glared weakly at my meekly grinning husband, silently reminding him that his influence wasn't appreciated at the moment. I had made it clear before that he was not to try to alleviate my guilt over abandoning my sister. I needed fully feel it, doing anything else would feel like an insult to Bella.

"Sorry darlin" he whispered sadly with just a hint of his velvety southern accent. " you were getting all riled up again."

I groaned and turned my face into my husband's chest, inhaling his honey and sage scent before mumbling irately, "I know, i'm sorry. I can't help myself. This is so frustrating! I know that something important is happening, but I'm not even allowed to look and see what it is!"

Jasper rubbed soothing circles on my back as I ranted, comforting me as only he knew how. I wordlessly pulled myself up from Jasper's lap and gave him a chaste peck on the mouth, a thank you for his consolation. Smiling lovingly, he returned the kiss eagerly. I giggled at his enthusiasm, thoroughly distracted from my previous worries by the addicting feeling of his marble smooth lips against mine. As I wrapped my consequently smaller arms around Jasper's neck, I was suddenly hit with a vision so powerful that it was impossible to ignore. With a gasp, I was thrown into a vision with frightening force.

In my vision, the first thing I noticed was the smoke, so thick and black in the air that it seemed I could taste it's acidic taste on my tongue. It filled the air like a toxic cloud and tinted the air black, making it difficult for even for me to recognize my surroundings.

Narrowing my eyes with frustration and trying to ignore the unease that coursed through my veins, I searched for the source of the billowing smoke. I turned to find an inferno, a fire burning so hotly that it seemed to turn a blinding white in some places raging before me, casting ash into the sky to fall like grey snowflakes.

Hissing automatically, I stepped back from the raging inferno in alarm. Covering my eyes to shield them from the glare of the white hot fire and trying to ignore my instincts, which begged me to get away from the flames, I paused to inspect the blaze closer. An icy cold thrill of terror shot through me as I finally recognized my surroundings and the shape of the burning building.

No... no!

The blazing fire licked through the windows and tore through the beams of what had once been a small, cozy home, surrounded by quiet woods. My best friend and sister's house. Bella's house was engulfed by the white hot flames, melting the glass of the small windows and turning the walls into ash.

As I watched in horror, one of the beams supporting the cozy home lost it's battle with the flames, giving in and crumbling into nothing but a pile of ash. The roof of the house followed, and the entire house collapsed inwards and down into a smoldering pile of ashes and rubble. The entire process had been terrifyingly quick, the old timber was no match for the destructive power of the flames.

I stared in shock at the red hot rubble covering the Swan family's lawn, terrified and begging the god that Carlisle believed so strongly in, "please, please don't let them of been in there. Let Bella have been at a friends, or our shopping for food or enjoying a meal with her father, let her be ok."

I dropped to my knees in horror and guilt, shaking with panic at the thought of anyone being in the house when that fire started. There would have been no time for them to get out. What if...

No!

I refused to think about that. My sister had to be ok, she just had to be.

I felt closed my eyes, forcing the scene before me out of my mind, and willed my second sense to show me my sister. To show me that she was fine, that my grief and fear were unneeded.

The scene before me changed, like ink blurring on an old photograph. When it settled, I found myself kneeling in she same place as I had been before, but this time the sun's rays were flickering over the horizon and the embers of the house had faded from a glowing red to nothing but dull black. The sun's light casted shadows eerily on the wreckage, making the scene even more grim than it already was.

I was starting to wonder if my vision was somehow damaged by my fear, how did this involve Bella? Suddenly I noticed that I was not alone in this vision. Many of the townspeople, some of whom I recognized as my former class mates from Forks stood around several emergency vehicles. They appeared grief stricken and grim, and were talking to one of the police officers by the cruisers. From the lips of the grim looking officer came the words that I had been dreading most, erasing my flimsy remaining shreds of denial once and for all.

" No bodies have been found, but there's been no sign of either of them for the last twelve hours. We have no other choice than to assume that Chief Swan and his daughter were in the house when the fire started."

And then my body to turn to ice.

I slowly returned to the present, my senses trickling back to me slowly as the blackness faded. Though feeling returned to my limbs, the horrible coldness did not go away.

The first thing that I saw when I fully returned was a pair of golden eyes staring into mine with concern.

"Alice?" questioned Jasper as he hovered protectively over me, no doubt alarmed by the waves of grief and horror flowing through me. "What's wrong? Has something happened?"

I buried my head into my mate's chest as he continued to question me, fighting the grief that stole my voice and threatened to pull me under, along with a strange instinct that I didn't recognize.

"Alice?" Jasper questioned again, this time timidly. "Alice, please, please tell me what's wrong. What did you see? Was it Carlisle and Esme? Are they in trouble? Or is it Edward?"

I shook my head against his chest, and shuddered in horror at the mention of my missing brother's name. This would destroy Edward. Between the guilt over not being there to protect his love and the pain and loss from loosing her, he would never move on.

Finally I willed my lips to move, answering my bewildered husband in a whisper, "It's Bella."

Jasper stiffened in surprise and pain, and whispered in a soothing tone, "Oh, Alice. I'm so sorry."

And them I could no longer hold back my grief and guilt, and I allowed the strange instinct to overwhelm me. I threw my arms around Jasper's head and, for the first time I could remember, I cried

Jasper held me close as I wept, shedding invisible tears for my lost sister, and allowed me to ride out the crushing waves of pain.