Ok, yes i am alive and no... i don't own Twilight.....

I was going to add more to the chapter, but... I thought I had you waiting long enough.....

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Also, I have another story, 'Tag changer' check it out, here's the sumery:

MASH, Mobile Army Surgical Hospital. In 1950 the Korean War started and many MASHs had little supplies, but when Alice is confronted

with a dying man and a final request, what lengths with she go to to save him? Based off of a true story.

Chapter 7: APOV

That night Garret stayed with us.

While Mim was gone he kept me company and talked about all sorts of stuff like, school and friends, and sports, and classes. He told me about the girl Tia who was apparently in his Spanish class, and the boy who she was dating named Ben. He talked about someone named Maggie and her sister named Siobhan and their friend Liam, who all lived by him. There was a band teacher named Mr. Wenceslas, like the song, but to be quite honest I didn't know the 'Wenceslas song', but I just nodded and he kept talking untroubled by my lack of knowledge.

He chattered to the point where I couldn't make head or tails of what he was saying to me. Names and places and times just blurred together. Though, that's not to say that I didn't absolutely love every minuet of it, because I did.

"Garret," I asked a question popping into my head.

"Hmm?" his body was hidden somewhere under a mass of blankets and pillows from the couch and I was laying on the carpet spread-eagle.

"What were you going to do that involved me and a coat?"

"Oh, I thought you would like to see Tia." He shrugged his shoulders silently and didn't say anything more for about ten minuets, but then started right back up again talking about this thing and that. Occasionally he would ask me a question but for the most part he just chattered.

Before I realized it my vision when black and my senses numb.

Shit… another vision… couldn't I at least pretend to be normal, even for just like a day?

…Apparently not…

The clock by the door read five fifteen, which was actually five twenty seeing as the hands were ten minutes fast. Mim's powder blue Lincoln passed by the window, barley visible in the pre-black of night. The pizza shop from across the way was lit up again.

There was a loud BANG! As the back storm door slammed behind Mim and she entered.

Looking around I noticed there was only Garret in the living room; I was nowhere to be seen.

But before I could ponder on that fact any longer Garret chimed I, "She's upstairs in her room, fell asleep," Mim nodded and they finished unloading the rest of the groceries from the wrinkled paper bags and put them away.

"Maybe tomorrow we'll have the stew, would you be able to come by then?" Mim asked.

Garret stilled for a moment and thought, "Hmm, how about Friday? Would that work?" She nodded, "Amun's making humus, I don't want to miss it…"

She giggled slightly, "I know what you mean." I never knew someone so old could actually giggle; it was kind of a mind-blowing statement…

"Cool"

"You can have your usual bed tonight if you want" He just nodded his head and there was silence again other than the rustling of bags and the creaking of cupboard doors.

Then the edges of my sight began to fade as Garret headed to the living room.

My blankets were wrapped around me when I finally lifted out of my vision. I moved slightly and my bed moaned, peppermint permeated my nostrils with the tacky waft of mothballs sailing right behind. I could just barley make out the silhouettes of the furniture in the room. Through my window the pizza parlor's sign was flickering and sputtering.

Pressing my head into the pillow I took a deep breath and exhaled. I closed my eyes and snuggled in under the pink blankets and pulled them over my head. They were already slightly warmed by my body, and for some reason the warmth from the blankets made my heart pound and chest ache.

In one day I had found so much…

I had a great grandmother, a family, albeit I didn't know them, but I did have them… somewhere…

I was free out of the hospital, away from the nurses, the doctors… the food…Urgh…especially the food… Mim's was much better…

And… best of all I had a friend… now that made me warm and fuzzy inside…I smiled at the thought, and though I couldn't see myself I was sure I reached form ear to ear… or at lease pretty darn close.

I blinked a few times to get the sleep out of my eyes, but I noticed that the blinking wasn't really helping my eyes at all; in fact they were getting worse. Eventually I opened my eyes and I wasn't lying in my bed any more.

The living room was dark with the only light coming off the TV and through the archway into the kitchen. Mim shuffled in temporarily stating the light in the small room.

"Would you mind helping me pull the space heater from the basement? Alice's room gets the brunt force of the wind off the mountain and it's a bit chilly up there."

The 'Two and a Half Men' vanished from the screen and Garret stood stretching his arms out. "Why don't you just go to bed? I know where it is, I can get it," he half yawned through the sentence.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, yeah, just chill, K?" he waved a hand lazily at her and moved to the s mall door just under the staircase.

"Oh, okay… well good night then…" she said and turned to start shuffling up the stairs.

The vision began to fade slightly, and by the time Mim's last slipper covered foot disappeared up the stairs I was back in my bed again.

I waited as the nearby drone of a passing car out distanced the murmuring from downstairs. By the time the car had passed out of earshot there was silence except for the slight creaking of the stairs ever few moments until a louder, final creek announced Mim's arrival at the top landing. A hum filtered under my door crack of my door and warmed my stomach even more than the soft blankets. As she turned down the hall the song faded until I couldn't hear anything at all.

The song filtered through my memory and it seemed to act like a dim ember in the empty hearth. Bright and recognizable at first, but soon, with no memory to feed it, dull and opaque with little luster and no brilliance. The tune sat heavily on my chest and it was no longer the soothing comfort it had started as, it was now an icy stone upon my breast, and it sickened me.

Where had my ember gone?

Where was my warmth?

There was another louder screech of wood and metal as my door swung open. I heard the shuffling and scooting as Garret moved with the space heater across the room's bunched carpet. I heard him place it on top of the squatting chest at the end of my bed and turn it on.

A low monotone buzz filled the room when he flicked the switch on; it was a surprisingly calming sound.

"Night," I heard him whisper on his way out.

"Night," I whispered back. I think he heard me because I could just make out the sound of a chuckle over the moaning of the closing door.

Well, that's it the next update.. next chapter won't take so long, and there will be a Jasper!!! (Not just his POV) Alice will see him for the

first time!!!!!

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