APOV

I had been hunting when the vision hit. Jasper and I had separated from the others, intending to make a foray over the border to Canada. I had plans that included dinner and some special time alone with my husband. We had managed dinner (satisfying though not overly romantic) and were well into the special time when a vision of an unconscious Bella and a frantic Edward burst through my Jasper-induced haze. I had been making a special effort to watch out for Bella, as I knew Edward was terrified every time he left her to hunt. Still, it was unusual for anything non-Jasper related to penetrate my focus at times like these, so I was considerably startled. My confusion must have tipped Jasper off, as he ceased his talented ministrations and raised an eyebrow at me.

His face faded from my view as the vision took hold.

Bella lay motionless on her bed as Edward slid through her window. He crept to her side and picked up her hand. He brought it up to his lips for a kiss then froze, the effect of stress on our kind. Moving again, he leant over and dropped a careful kiss on her forehead. Gently he shook her, once then again. Panic twisted his features as he raised Bella's upper body off the bed and held her in his arms. Suddenly galvanised into action, he grabbed Bella in his arm and jumped out the window, speeding into the forest.

"Alice." Jasper's voice brought me back to reality. I blinked, focusing on his face in front of me.

"Alice, what did you see?" A wave of calm washed through me, erasing the remnants of Edward's panic. I looked up into my husband's concerned eyes.

"I saw Bella. There is something wrong with Bella."

I felt my own panic start to rise as I said the words. We had only just gotten her back. I could not lose my best friend again. Edward was not the only one who had suffered during his doomed attempt to remove all danger from Bella's life. I started searching the future, trying to find a clue as to what was wrong. All I could see was Carlisle examining Bella, while Edward stood frozen, terror showing clearly on his face. His terror infected me again and I jumped up, anxious to get home. I didn't care what Edward said; I would bite her myself if necessary. We could not lose Bella again.

Jasper grabbed my hand before I could race off. "Alice, stop. Tell me what you see!"

"Let me go, Jazz," I spat at him, anger flaring underneath my panic. "I have to go. I can't lose her again. I can't."

As I struggled against his grasp, I felt again the wave of calm wash over me.

"You need to calm down, Ali," my husband chided gently. "Take a deep breath," he instructed. "Now look properly and tell me what you see."

I sat still as I flipped through the future, trying to find the happy ending I needed to see. Finally I found what I was looking for. I froze as I concentrated on the vision in front of me.

I was laughing before the vision was even finished.

"Come on, Jazz." I grabbed Jasper's hand and jumped up, still chortling.

"You're really gonna want to see this."

EPOV

She's going to be fine, Edward. She'll be OK.

Alice showed me her vision of Bella lying on her bed laughing as Jasper set me a wave of calm. In another first for my vampire existence, I actually felt weak, weak with relief. The remains of my overwhelming terror dispersed and joy bubbled up inside me. I fell to my knees next to Bella as she twitched feebly.

"Bella? Can you hear me? Can you open your eyes, love?"

She shook her head and moaned again.

"Perhaps the room is too bright," murmured Carlisle. "Switch off the light, Alice."

Alice darted over to the main light switch while Carlisle turned on his desk lamp. With the dimmer light, the crease in Bella's brow smoothed out and her eyelids began to flutter.

"Bella, open your eyes please," I begged, desperate for her to wake and relieve my crushing worry.

Finally her eyes opened fully. I let myself drown in her chocolate depths, the only balm for my battered heart. Finally, I could breathe again. A slight frown crossed her face and she opened her mouth.

"Edward?" she croaked, her voice raw and cracked. I winced at the sound, so unlike my Bella's normal silken tones.

"Yes, love, I am here."

Her frown deepened. "What are you doing back?" she croaked again. Displeased by the sound, she tried to clear her throat. My fear made an abrupt reappearance at the wracking cough that shook her frail body. Vague memories from my human days of pain, heat, fear and loss resurrected in my mind. I looked up at Carlisle, silently pleading with him for answers.

Keep calm please, Edward, he commanded me, noting my rising panic. She is going to be fine. He moved into Bella's field of vision. "Bella, can you tell me what you remember?"

Bella's eyes widened at the sight of my father. "Carlisle?" She instinctively reached for her blankets to pull them up, but her groping hands came up empty. Bella sat bolt upright as she realised that she was no longer in her bed. Before I could say anything, the few vestiges of blood drained from her already pale face and she swayed, slumping back onto the couch cushions. She lay still with her eyes closed.

EDWARD! Carlisle shouted at me silently, as I prepared to launch myself at my love. Would you PLEASE calm down and let me explain.

"Edward?" Bella, eyes still closed, spoke in an obvious attempt at a casual tone. "What on earth is going on?"

"Bella, can you tell me how you are feeling?" Carlisle slipped smoothly into doctor mode, relieving me of the need to answer her question.

"I'm fine, Carlisle," she replied sighing, eyes still closed. My Bella did not enjoy the fuss that she knew was about to ensue. I opened my mouth to argue with her. Carlisle shot me a look.

Leave it with me, Edward. If you will just take a minute, I can tell you what the problem is.

I ignored him, rushing into speech. "Bella, you have a temperature, elevated heart rate, congested lungs and a nasty cough. You were limp and unresponsive when I found you. Clearly, you are not fine."

Bella opened her beautiful eyes again. She looked first at Carlisle then moved her baleful glare to me.

"Is that what this is about?" she asked in disbelief. "You stole me from my house and dragged Carlisle away from whatever he was doing, because I was too fast asleep?"

"Bella, you wouldn't wake up, even when I shook you. You weren't breathing properly," I tried to defend myself again her accusing gaze.

My love sighed, uncharacteristically exasperated. "I have a cold, Edward. Just a cold. I took some cold medication to try and get over it before you got back. It always knocks me out." Unaccountably, she blushed a little at the end of her statement.

Alice started giggling uncontrollably in the corner of the room.