Do ya'll realize you're not talking to anyone....?

She died....commited suicide actually.:(

But after searching her computer I found this.

Recap:

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Jasper opened it with reluctance. Shocked at who he saw. He could not utter a word.

"Jasper, why haven't you come to visit me? I, who have been with you for so long. I was honestly worried that you were never gonna come back."

Jasper gazed at his broken wife on the porch of the motel. Alice looked so sad that if he could, Jasper would be crying at that very moment. It petrified Jasper to think that he caused Alice to be worried. Even her emotions stabbed at Jasper. In three large steps he had crossed the room to his drysobbing wife.

"I couldn't even see you Jasper! My visions aren't working in this hotel...must be run by werewolves." Alice offered a small smile.

Jasper ate up the smile with a grin of his own.

"Well, that explains the smell." Jasper chuckled and gathered his giggling wife in his marble arms. "Time to go home?" He asked while carring Alice bridal style out of the suite to the lobby to paid for his stay. Alice wrapped her arms around Jasper's neak and breathed in his sweet scent.

"Jasper," Alice asked smally. "your not mad about the note? I honestly didn't mean to scare you but when you didn't come home right away....I panicked."

"Of course I'm not mad! I could never be mad at you my little pixie." Jasper whispered and delicately kissed His Alice on her cool lips.

"I love you." Alice softly murmered in her soldier's ear.

"And I love you as well." Jasper burst through the trees to the victorian house that they called home.

"Don't worry I told them to back off with the revenge for now." Alice smiled with a glint in her eye. Jasper glupped in honest frightment. Shifting his eyes around the yard as if someone were to jump of of the bushes and yell a scary boo.

"Hello, Jasper. I missed you." She said with a laugh.