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If you didn't like or understand my gay Edward, sorry! I can understand why it could be a little confusing considering that Bella is also in the story, but it's about Alice and Jasper and how the other characters are connected to them!

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Mind Games


Chapter 7 – Too Many Questions

The phone buzzed causing Missy to almost roll of the couch. It was a noise she would never get use to.

She reached toward the side table, hesitating for just a second before answering it. "Hello, Missy speaking." This wasn't the first time she had answered a call. Usually they were telemarketers, wrong numbers or Bella.

"Hello Missy."

"Carlisle! How are you?" Finally someone she could have a conversation with that didn't make her uneasy or spoke Swahili.

"I'm good." He chuckled. "I take it that Bella isn't home?"

"No." her heart sank slightly.

"Well I actually wanted to talk to you. I have someone hear who claims to know you." Missy's thoughts halted as she stared out into space completely dumbfounded. She almost dropped the phone.

"Missy?"

"Um…yeah?" she stammered, being snapped back into reality.

"I was wondering if it would be OK if we were to set up a meeting. I believe it would to some good."

"Now."

"What?"

"Now. Let's have the meeting now-at Bella's-I'm sure she won't mind."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. She'll be fine with it."

"Alright, I clock off soon, We'll drop by then."

"Great, see you then." Carlisle hung up leaving the phone to beep in her ear.

A few moments past before the consciences of her actions sank in what have I done? The words just came out, as though she were on auto pilot.

Shit. Am I ready for this? She asked herself.

With I sigh Missy placed the phone back on the receiver, her gaze wondered towards the window to watch the light rain pathetically drizzle on and off from the gray Melbourne sky. It didn't really distract her from the maelstrom brewing within her, although it wasn't strong it was enough to cause alarm. She wanted to be in control for once in the few weeks of life she could recollect. Missy loathed this feeling of instability and uncertainty.

A knock at the door broke her from her thoughts.

"Miss, It's me!" Bella's muffled voice bellowed from the other side of the door.

Missy picked herself up off the couch to lend Bella a hand. When the door swung open all she could see was a mixture of limbs and bags. "Shit Bella, did you buy the whole store." She commented whilst haling several bags to the kitchen.

"haha. Do you know how much you eat? Anyway I've got someone coming down Wednesday, hope you don't mind?"

"As long as you don't mind if I invited someone over?"

"What? But you don't know anyone." Bella's puzzled expression mirrored her words.

"I don't- although Carlisle knows someone who knows me and they'll be her sometime soon." Missy spat out in one breath. She looked up from the floor to see anger momentarily flicker through Bella's eyes and she had stopped putting away the groceries.

"How and When did this happen?"

"Carlisle called a while ago to say that someone came to the hospital to see me and that he thinks it could help. I didn't think-I told him to come down now. I'm so sorry. I know I have no right-"

"Missy you're looking for answers, who am I to deny you of that. I'd just like a little warning next time. Are you just gonna stand there or were you planning to help me put away the shopping." Bella placed her hands on her hips to emphasize her mock glare. The pair of them erupted into laughter. Once they had settled to a silent giggle, they proceeded to put away bag after bag for 10 minutes. Yes that's how much food Bella had brought.

When the bench and floor was cleared of plastic bags, Bella flicked the switch for the coffee maker. "You want one?"

"Need one." Missy emphasized the need, because she really did need something to relax her, although it might actually do the complete opposite, still it was worth the gamble.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Missy's heart stopped at the sound of the tapping fist to the door.

Shit. Fuck. Shit.

Bella caught Missy tense up. "Hey, you sit down and I'll answer that." Bella's smile was sweet and comforting.

Taking a deep breath she made her way to the sofa.

"Carlisle."

"Bella."

"So, where is this person…"

"Out in the hall. I wanted to speak to Missy first."

Missy turned her head at the sound of her make do name. "Hey Carlisle." She greeted him as he walked through the threshold towards her.

"Are you 100% sure you what to do this," he asked as he came to stand behind the couch.

Missy released the breath she had been holding. "Yep, let's do this."

Carlisle placed his hands on the back of the chair for support as he lead in. "OK, this is what we are going to do. Missy you will wait in the bedroom and come out when you feel comfortable, while we invite our guest in from the cold hall."

"Oh." She jumped up feeling guilty for letting the poor person stand out in the cold, rushing into Bella's room. She could hear Carlisle's soft laughs before shutting the door.

She paced around the room, leaving not one inch of floor untouched by her socked covered feet before wondering off into the bathroom.

Clam down Missy. Get a grip! She yelled at herself.

She sat down on the cold edge of the bathtub taking slow deep breaths with her head between her knees. This is ridicules. Missy took her head away from her knees, her eyes zeroed in on the cherry lipstick she brought yesterday.

Before she knew it she was making her way to the counter to the lipstick. She paused at the counter, slowly outstretched her arm to pock the cylinder. It fell, producing a little clicking noise then rolled towards her. She picked it up before it could rolled off the bench to the floor. It was quite light as she rolled it back and forth in her palm.

Missy glanced up at her reflection than back to the hand encasing the lipstick. Her grip tightened before she popped the lid off to pint her lips. Once both her bottom and top lip were coated she set it back on the counter top, gave her hot little self a flash of teeth then marched to the bedroom door.

She hesitated at the handle, not sure if they were ready for her. "Can I come in?" she asked.

"Whenever you're ready," Carlisle's voices replied, muffled by the door.

The door clicked open under her firm grip. Giving it a light push, it opened to reveal a man. He sat giving her a half smile that was completely smoldering. It temporarily distracted her from who he really was… the 7 Eleven guy, her jaw dropped. "You," she exclaimed, eyes wide pointing a finger as she began to close the distance.

"You know him?" Bella's surprised voice rang, halting Missy's pursuit.

"Yeah, that's they guy I bumped into yesterday."

Confusion flickered through his eyes and his smug smile transformed to a sheepish grin. "Sorry about that. I didn't know-"

"That I had amnesia. Well now you do." She finished.

Carlisle walked towards her, easing the tension. "Why don't you begin by taking a seat?" He indicated to a chair across from the man.

"Now what?" she asked once she had sat down.

"Take him in. See if you feel anything-know him, apart from the other day."

Missy let her eyes drift slowly from head to toe. His blond hair finished at his collar. Some strands came loose from where he had pushed it back, falling into sliver eyes that looked straight back at her. His lips appeared soft and kissable, jaw masculine with a five a clock shadow forming. He wore a light gray Calvin Kline sweater that emphasized his eyes with black jeans.

Her eyes flicked back and forth between the all that was man in front and herself. She felt completely undressed in worn ripped jeans and a singlet top. I should have changed.

"So…" Bella's inquisitive voice broke her trance, reminding her of the questions Carlisle had asked. What did I feel? Intrigued. Did I know him?...

"He…seems familiar, but I don't know," her voice trailed off as she racked her brains.

"Well that's a start. Why don't you introduce yourself?" Carlisle suggested to the man.

"Hello. My name is Jasper Hale.' His deep tones catapulted a flashback. ...A boy of 10 with gold locks handed her a toy soldier, grinning cheekily back at her. "Jasper!" A woman called… Dizziness hit her.

"Wow, are you alright?" Jasper asked, placing a hand on her arm to keep her from falling from the chair.

"Yeah, I'm just a little dizzy."

"I'll get you a water." Bella insisted.

"Coffee."

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

She felt a vibration on her arm that lasted a second. Her eyes flew open to see Jasper sitting back, silently chuckling. Her eyes narrowed as if to say What's so funny? Before her thoughts could be put into words, Bella handed her a cup. "Thanks," she smiled in appreciation.

"What happened?" Bella softly coxed.

"A memory, I remember him-when we were kids." Missy turned to him for confirmation. His brow creased before her answered her.

"Yes." Her eyes lit up followed by a goofy grin. Now she had at ask what she had been dying to know. Her features became more serious then she blurted "What's my name?"

"Alice Brandon" Jasper replied without hesitation.

...Alice... Her name rung throughout her head, spoken by the woman who had called Jasper. "Alice," she whispered "That's my name," she rejoiced.

"How-"

"Alice one step at a time." Carlisle interjected. She smiled at the rightness of being called Alice.

"Your 25." Jasper whispered, answering her cut off question.

"How…" He just smiled a knowing smile that implied she already knew.

"Mis-I mean Alice. I'm sure Mr.…Hale had other plans for today." Bella's words caused her heart to tighten. She didn't want him to leave, she needed to know more.

"It's fine, I'm more than happy to help," Jasper's declaration loosened her chest.

"I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but I think this might be enough for one day."

"Carlisle," Alice begged, slightly hysterical.

"I know, but you've already had a dizzy spell from one relocation, look at you. We'll do this another time." Alice had bags under her eyes, which appeared black against her now ghostly skin.

Carlisle glanced down at his watch, releasing a heavy. "I apologize. I'm late for a house call. I'll let myself out. Goodbye," he announced while making his way to the door.

"I take it that that's my que," Jasper muttered.

He stood up tuning towards Bella. "It was nice to meet you Miss Swan." He dug his hand in his pocket to produce a card that he handed to Alice. "If you have any more questions... Bye Alice"

She reached out, grabbing his arm to stop him from leaving. "Thank you Jasper."

He gave her that half smile before heading out the door.

Alice looked down at the card, it had his number on it. Carefully she placed it into her pocket for safe keeping.

"Well that was interesting," Bella remarked. "How about we start on dinner? Paster sound good?" The change in subject was extremely sudden, forcing Alice to take the time to process it.

"Yeah...that would be great."

"Oh don't forget to take you meds." Bella reminded her. Reluctantly Alice shuffled over to the medicine cabinet to pluck out her anti depressant pills. She took two out from the almost impossible to open bottle, gulping them both down with once sip of water.

"Ok where do you want me?" Alice inquired once the awful taste disappeared thanks to several more mouthfuls of water.

"Hand me the pan, then you can start making the sauce." Together they made a mess of the small kitchen and a yummy meal for two.


Now for those who were wondering if Jasper would help her, now you know! He aint so bad! =]

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