A/N – You must read or you will never understand!

Did you ever have the feeling that everything happens for a reason?

Mr. Walt Disney coined the phrase, "It's a small world", and I believe it with every fiber in my being.

I also have proof that it's true;

My best friend in high school was a girl from Minnesota. She and her family, which included two older sisters and two older brothers lived there most of her life. I have lived in Kansas my whole life. As have my family, which includes all my aunts and uncles

My friend and I met when I was in the 9th grade. After high school, we were roommates.

This is the part in my story proves we are living in a small world.

One night her older sister called to say she wanted to bring by her new boyfriend. I was asleep on the couch when they arrived. I was woken up by a very familiar voice drifting down the hall, and into the living room.

As the three of them rounded the corner, we all were surprised at what we found.

My friend's, sister's boyfriend and I immediately embraced. Hugging and talking as if we had known each other, forever.

I believe her sister said something to the affect of, "How the hell do you two know each other?"

That was the best part.

Her boyfriend and I had known each other all my life. As it turns out, he was the best friend of my youngest uncle.

That only one instance I have proof, it really is "A small world after all".

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Chapter 7 – Hyper-sensitive Handiwork

APOV

Why am I always saving this girl from certain doom?

September 13th, 1987

"Alice are you alright, love?" Jasper was speaking, but I was focused.

"I'm sorry I have to leave. I will be back in three days."

I couldn't tell my family where I was going, or why. It still baffled me. I just had my first ever, human vision. I had to leave before Edward returned from hunting or he would tell everyone else.

For some reason, I couldn't let him do that. Then it hit me, if I did the baby would die for sure.

Yes, I said baby. I am currently on my way to Forks, Washington. It's not far from our home in Alaska, but far enough that if I don't hurry, someone else will get to her first.

Sneaking into the hospital, easy.

"Barrowing" a nurse's uniform, easy.

Disposing of the "other" Vampire, difficult.

A vampire posing as a man is working as an orderly to get is jollies. If he is here, when she is born. She will never have a chance.

It doesn't take me long to locate him. As it turns out, he is plotting to kidnap a mental patient. Something about this scenario gives me a chill. Not easy to do considering I'm ice cold already.

Fifth floor, room 523, Victoria Foster, age 17. Patient is unresponsive to every stimuli provided. Patient has undergone every test provided. Recommendation, permanent placement in the Blue Meadows Mental Hospital.

She might have a better life he changes her. That's it. My solution.

"James, I know you're here." I speak barely under a whisper, no human ear can hear me, but his can.

"What do you want, Angel?"

"You know if you change her instead of eating her, she will have a better life, and I can see you two will be very happy together."

It's obvious he paused to consider it.

Good.

He took the bait. Victoria I wish you a better life.

Now I can attend the birth. This girl will need to be looked after very closely.

Thirteen hours, Nineteen minutes later; Isabella Marie Swan was born. I need to call Carlisle. But what do I tell him. As little as possible, I need Rose to help with this one.

Yes, the plan is set. I love my gift.

September 20th, 1987

The Cullen house moves to Seattle, Washington.

It's not next door to her, but I can keep a close eye from here, and everyone else will be far enough away that they won't smell her.

July 4th, 1990

Nomads Peter and Charlotte, friends of Carlisle have come for a visit, by way of the coast.

Isabella and her family are visiting friends near La Push.

"Alice, Honey? Where are you going?" Jasper is so sweet.

"I'll be back soon, just needing a little snack."

"I'll go with you."

"No, really I want to go alone this time. Promise I'll be back in time for our guests."

They all look at me like my head is one backwards. Come on one, silly, Halloween trick and I can never live it down.

Luckily Edward only see's the part of my vision where Peter and Charlotte are on the beach. I'm able to block the rest, and get out of the house before he can become suspicious.

Note to self, learn civil war battle hymns in several different languages.

Speeding as fast as I can towards the beach, I find little Isabella wondering off in to the woods.

Where are her parents?

Oh, poor Charlie, Renee is clueless. I will have to keep a better watch over you little one. I scoop her up in my arms and carry her back to the festivities. Mrs. Black is here, she will be more that adequate to watch, Isabella.

"Excuse me, mam. This little tike was heading off into the woods over there."

"Oh, my goodness Bella, honey, you need to stay with Jacob and the girls."

I made my exit before she could thank me, her next line of questioning would have given away too much.

May 19th, 1994

Class field trip to the Seattle Zoo, that naughty Tyler Crowley.

"Alice I'm coming with you."

"Jaz honey. If you come with me how can I get your present?"

"Oh, ok."

"You know Alice, little girls don't make good presents for struggling vegetarians." Edward and his damn sarcasm.

"Edward, be quite. You don't know what you're talking about."

Oh, beautiful for spacious sky … Oh, belle ciel spacieux ...

"Alice what …"

His words were fleeting and fading because I was out the door and headed to the Zoo thank goodness Isabella would be closer this time, because I didn't have long to find her.

Meanwhile at the Zoo …

"I bet Bella she can't climb the orangutan fence."

"Whatever Tyler, I can so do it. Wanna see."

"Bella! … Bella! … Bella!" The class starts chanting her on.

And in the shadows is the allusive vampire hunter, he can smell her. Once she falls, he will strike.

I have just enough time to 'barrow' a uniform from the office, and get to the Orangutans.

"Hey, what are you kids doing? Where is your teacher!"

I help Isabella down from her position, only about three feet off the ground, but enough to get her hurt if she falls.

"You shouldn't do something just because a silly boy dares you."

"What … how …"

"My dear girl, I'm like Santa. Always watching you."

Hopefully that will keep her in line for a while.

NOPE!

May 25th, 1994

Three days, I'm surprised she was able to stay out of trouble over 24 hours.

Carlisle and Edward are volunteering at Forks Hospital. At least they were until 20 minutes ago when I called them home for an "emergency". I'll make up something later.

Isabella is taken into the ER an hour later with a broken leg and bleeding, she fell out of a tree.

What is with that girl, does she have no sense of self-preservation. Good God.

December 23rd, 1995

Cut her finger, deep, wrapping presents at a volunteer both at school.

June 3rd, 1995

Had her tonsils taken out. Ok that one is, really, not her fault, but that was hairy keeping Edward and Carlisle away form the hospital. They have taken to volunteering quite often.

October 31st, 1996

Skidded down a hill on her bike in her Genie costume. Stitches and a concussion.

March 8th, 1997

Spring break, a broken arm curtsy of one Tyler Crowley. Stick in the spokes of her bike, meant to be a joke turned out to be a broken arm.

And the last fateful day.

June 10th, 1998

Car accident, parents deceased, Isabella Marie Swan hanging on for dear life.

Carlisle was volunteering that day. Edward said he was spending too much time there and needed a break. When the Swans were brought in Carlisle smelled Isabella right away. He could tell there was something different about her. Lucky for Isabella the doctor in him took over. Unlucky for her he left a drop of her blood on his shoe. However, his priority became saving this little girl's life.

Just like me.

There is something special about Isabella Marie Swan.

There is a connection between her, and every member of my family.

I just have to figure out what they are.