Author's Note: A big thank you to all those who have submitted reviews so far – I really appreciate the feedback! As always, I own nothing and am simply borrowing these characters for my (and hopefully your) amusement. I'm indebted to Stephanie Meyer, without whom these stories wouldn't exist. Now, without further ado, here is Alice's next story…

I had known and loved Jasper ever since I first woke up to this world and had my first vision of him walking through the doors to that diner in Philadelphia, but although I knew we were meant to find one another and live happily ever after, I had still been nervous when I actually found the diner from my vision. What if he doesn't come? What if he doesn't like me? These uncertainties and more went through my mind as I sat there waiting for him to come, and even when he did finally show up at the diner and I moved towards him, the look that crossed his face for a split second – a look of fear and wariness – made me wonder if I had gotten it all wrong.

You see, I know the fallibility of my visions better than anyone. I know that all it takes is one split-second decision to change what I see, and even if there are some things that seem to be certain – like fate has already dealt the cards, if you will – it is sometimes difficult for me to determine if a vision is set in stone or not.

Jasper and I had been married for about three months when I first had the vision that we were going to live with the Cullen's. I was so excited to describe my vision to him – of how I'd seen Jasper wrestling playfully with a well-muscled vampire, of me going on shopping trips with my new sister and mother, and of both of us enjoying the love and companionship that comes from being part of a real family. Not having been able to remember my human past, this was a feeling I was desperate to experience, but when I first told Jasper about it, I could tell he was less than enthusiastic about the idea. In retrospect I guess I shouldn't have blamed him for that – after all, the only experience he had of living with a group of vampires was when he was with Maria – but at the same time it felt like we not only belonged together, but we belonged to this new family. I couldn't help but feel hurt that he didn't seem to have much faith in my visions, or by extension, in me. And I did find myself blaming him for bringing down my high spirits, for making me suddenly feel hurt and empty.

Jasper sighed as he stood and began pacing back and forth across the room. I could tell that he had been able to read my hurt feelings and immediately felt guilty, though I was still angry for him making me feel this way to begin with. "Alice, darling," he began, "I'm sorry if it seems like I'm hurting you by being apprehensive about meeting this family that you seem to think we'll be joining, but you don't seem to understand that having so many of us in one place is dangerous. I don't want to risk losing you – not now, not ever." He came over and earnestly took my hands in his, squeezing them gently as if trying to impress upon me how important this was for him. "If I lost you, I don't think I could carry on."

I couldn't help but smile – my dear husband was yet again trying to protect me, and even though we both knew I could take care of myself, it felt good to have someone wanting to care for me. "I know you're scared, Jasper. It's just that…" I paused for a moment and tried to think carefully over my words lest he get the wrong impression again. "It's just that this feels right, like it's meant to be. We would be happy there, and while we would sometimes be on our own, it would give us a family to come home to when we need it. They live like us, surviving on the blood of animals, so they don't have the same blood lust that you had to experience before. It allows them to be more civilized among humans and among each other."

I could tell Jasper was torn when he listened to me, the rational part of him – the part that said this was an impossible dream – warring with the more emotional side that wanted to believe what I said unquestioningly. Finally, he sighed again – a signal that he had reached some kind of a decision – and I waited patiently for his answer. "If it's what you want, darling, then we'll go and find this family, but I have a couple of conditions that I want met." I could already see what his conditions will be, but I smiled and nodded encouragingly for him to continue. "First, I want you to actually stand behind me this time, so that if there is any trouble you can get your tiny behind to safety."

"Sounds fair," I said. "What's the second condition?"

"That you actually run away if I tell you to."

I laughed, and soon Jasper was joining in. Once we had both calmed down, I reached my hand up to cup his cheek, marveling for a moment at its smoothness. "Agreed. So can we go?"

"Yes, ma'am."

It took another month to actually find the Cullen's home. Now that Jasper and I had decided to venture to find them, I started getting more visions to give me some clues as to where they were living – the vast expanses of forest, the copious amounts of rainfall, even some of the wildlife that they hunted all helped us to find our destination – but it still took some time to figure out exactly where we were headed.

We arrived in Forks early in the day on a typical rainy day. The rain was keeping away most of the pedestrian traffic that might have milled around in the streets, and as I walked hand in hand with my husband, I felt a nervous lump form in my throat as I came to the realization that we would soon be meeting our new family, and those same questions that I had pondered when I waited for Jasper suddenly came back in a flood, this time though it was not 'What if he doesn't like me?' but 'What if they don't like me?'

Again Jasper seemed to read me like a book, sensing my nervousness, and he moved his hand to wrap it around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him. "We can always turn back if you want, my little angel," he whispered into my ear.

Hearing his words brought out my stubborn streak and I shook my head. "No, I still want to meet them." My eyes shifted to the ground as I admitted my fears. "I'm just afraid they won't like me."

Jasper burst into laughter and the sound calmed me a little. "Darling, if they don't absolutely adore you, then they don't know what they're missing. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if that 'playful wrestling' I was doing in that first vision you had was in fact me trying to keep the others from vying for your affection. It's a good thing we're already married and I know you're not the sort to take a lover, or else I'd really be worried right about now." I couldn't help but smile brightly by this point, and Jasper pulled me into a hug. "Now how about we go for a little hunt together before we go and meet the others?" He released me from the hug and took my tiny hand in his large one, leading me into the forest, and suddenly I was ready to face our future, as long as Jasper and I could do it together.

We haven't looked back since.