Here is the Alice POV you have been waiting for… who do you want me to do next? Let me know with a review. So far I've gotten PMs asking for another Jasper POV. Let me know [= This takes place as Alice is getting off the plane on her way home from Volterra. I couldn't watch Jasper suffer any more…don't forget to review…reviews make me write faster. I will probably be updating Elizabeth Masen's Demand first though. Enjoy [=
I breathed a sigh of relief as the plane landed. The seat belt light went off and I quickly unbuckled. I tapped my fingers against the seats with impatience as I waited for all of the passengers to exit the plane. Edward was just as eager to get off the plane, though he didn't show it. He sat still in his seat playing with Bella's hair. Finally the line moved and I made it into the claustrophobic aisle of the plane. Edward stood, and stood Bella up next to him, not letting go of her hand for a fraction of a second. I needed to get off of the plane. I needed to see Jasper.
I followed the crowd through the narrow aisle and finally made it out to the connecting wing that held the plane to the airport. I walked through with Edward and a half-asleep Bella by my side. We made it through the entrance, and I immediately spotted our family. I saw the relief flooding Esme and Carlisle's faces. Their children were home. I noticed Jasper pacing nearby. He looked up at me, and a look of relief flooded his face. I quickly ran up to him and stared into his eyes. His beautiful eyes. We didn't hug, and we didn't kiss. Jasper could sense that I needed to talk first.
He played with my hair and looked down at me to make sure that I was still there.
"I thought I lost you." He whispered
"I'm sorry." I whispered back
He smiled and kissed my forehead. We walked to the parking lot. Jasper chuckled softly at the mix of Bella and Edward's feelings of seeing Rosalie and Emmett leaning against the black car. Esme quietly said something to Edward about riding with them so that Rosalie could apologize. Jasper silently handed Carlisle the keys to the Mercedes. We walked to the car in silence. Carlisle got in on the driver's side and Esme, the passenger side. Jasper gently pulled me into the back of the car. I nestled my head into his soft shoulder, and wrapped my arms around him, finally embracing him. He kissed my forehead again, and squeezed my hand.
"I'm so sorry." I whispered
"Don't be." He said, turning me so that I could look into his eyes, "You're back now."
"But you're still hurt." I protested
"And so I am, but if I had gone to help you Edward would have died. We all might have died."
"Oh, Jazz. I'm so, so sorry." I murmured, sobbing quietly into his chest
He rubbed circled into my back
"Alice." Esme whispered
"Yes, Esme?"
"You did the right thing. There was no other way this could have been done. Thank you for saving Edward."
"You're welcome, but it couldn't have been right. You're all so upset. Especially you." I said re-focusing my attention to Jasper
"Alice, I'm only upset because I thought I'd lost you. And even though you're here now, I feel like you may disappear any second."
"Oh, Jasper. I'm right here, and that's where I'll always stay. Right by your side."
"There's no guarantee of that, Alice."
The car stopped and I realized that we were in the garage of our home. Carlisle and Esme got out in silence, linked hands, and headed into the kitchen. Jasper pulled me out of the car, and cradled me in his arms. He carried me up to our bedroom. Not once did I let go of his hand. I pulled him into the closet with me, where I blindly searched for something soft to lay down in. Jasper handed me one of his oversized sweatshirts. I took off my clothing, and slid the big sweatshirt over my head. He lead me over to the bed and lay me down, and lay down beside me.
Now he leaned into my shoulder and sobbed tearless sobs.
"Alice. I thought you were gone. Gone forever."
"Jazz." I said quietly in melancholy
I traced one of the silver crescent shaped scars on his hand.
"I'm so sorry. I will never leave you again."
"You promise?" he asked, rolling over to look up at me with worried eyes
"I promise you Jazz."
"Thanks Al."
Only Jasper was allowed to call me that. I smiled at the nickname.
I kissed his cheek and sighed in contentment. I rolled over onto my back and closed my eyes. Even if I couldn't sleep, I could still try my best to escape reality for a few hours. Jasper did the same. He rolled over on his side to face me. He stroked my hair with one hand, and held my hand in his other. He closed his eyes as well. We lay like that for what seemed like hours. Jasper finally sat up at looked at my face. I looked down in embarrassment.
"I don't understand how you can just sit there and watch me." I murmured
"It's fascinating." He smiled
I laughed as I sat up and leaned back against the pillow, and looked up at his face. He was smiling innocently. His eyes were smiling too. Every part of him was happy and relieved.
"See, you do it too."
"I do what?" I asked, lost in his dreamy eyes
And to think that he was mine. All mine for eternity.
"You look at me non-stop for minutes. Hours."
"I could watch you for days." I corrected him
"As I can watch you."
He crawled forward and nestled against me. He cupped my face with his smooth hands and pulled me into a powerful kiss. Our tongues fought each other, gaining power. I broke off slowly, and then kissed him again lightly. He chuckled, and kissed my forehead again.
"It's good to have you back, Alice. I missed you."
"I missed you too, Jazz."
