A/N: Cold case of writer's block. Okay so I took a TOTALLY different route for this chapter. But the supposed "happenings" now would also occur sometime soon.


The Cullen's weren't particularly fond of sending one away, and Carlisle was a man to know whether the situation need drastic action. This was something to worry about, was the last thing on his mind when the decision to send Edward away had been made. Alice's face had turned 180, a spasm of pain and guilt washing her vampiric features.

Carlisle was certain he'd never be forgiven by Alice.

But he was wrong. Alice didn't feel grudge, or hatred towards the man who sent her brother away. She didn't exactly feel better, good, relieved or anything even close to that. She just felt empty, or she didn't feel anything at all.

Each time Jasper's lips would lightly trace her skin, her eyes would go down in shame. Each time his hands would make contact with her flesh, she couldn't help but oppose. There was something wrong now, because Jasper's light kisses or touches made her inevitably happy, or whatever mood he was in, but now it seemed that she was immune to each form of contact.

She was thankful, though. Thankful that the only person who could read her mind was away. Nobody needed to know what was going on in her mind. She'd make countless decisions about following Edward, wherever he was, but when the vision would appear. She'd done nothing, everything else was the same. Experimenting with her abilities was much more of a hassle now that she didn't have anyone to take advice from, because no one else would understand what was going on in her head.

She was currently watching the clouds, a habit she'd adapted everytime she'd finish hunting. Because she knew one area of her visions would always be certain. The weather.

Settling down on a tree stump, the ground felt like it moved for a split second, her eyes shot down from the sky, scanning the area a full circle, but once that tense feeling was gone, she went back watching the clouds.

Snow. A lot of it, and on top, red liquid that stimulated every part of her body.

She was shaking, and she gripped her hands together, unknowingly.

"Why are you here?" said a familiar velvet voice, his eyes were as red as the sunset they were under.

She couldn't believe her eyes once she had returned to reality. The sound of his cold voice, the searing growl underneath. It felt like eternity last time she saw him in her visions again, and she knew she couldn't come home because Jasper would ask why she suddenly felt so ostentatiously happy. She knew she had to cool down a bit.

But how? Shopping, of course!

She'd reached home and announced her plans for the rest of the weekend, trying to conceal her sudden bipolar emotions, but even Rosalie wasn't oblivious to the fact that she'd something good.

"Spill." Rosalie's cold voice matched Edward's, yet Alice just bit her lip and looked at her questioningly.

"Did you want to come?" She grabbed her keys.

"You don't plan impromptu shopping trips alone, Alice." She cringed at the word impromptu. Her sudden shift in emotion worried Jasper.

"Maybe I should come with you." He offered, and she was reminded of the time he asked to stay at home with her. Alice then had a vision of a car accident, blood spill and Jasper's inability to restrain himself.

Her eyes shot down in a melancholic effect and she expected Jasper to leave the topic, settling for staying at home, but his fist tightened, and if something were in that fist it would be destroyed, severely.

"Jasper, you don't understand." She started, Rosalie had her eyes fixated on Jasper's move, probably considering calling Emmett in a few seconds.

"Of course I can't, Alice." To say he was mocking her was an understatement. "I can't read your mind!" He let out a hiss after, and Alice's eyes went back down. Guilt was strong and this infuriated Jasper even more. He rolled his eyes and fought back destroying the counter between them when Emmett appeared behind him.

"Hey. Let's go." He meant to hunt, of course. Jasper's emotions were a mess and everyone in the room felt as horrid as he was now, turning his back on Alice, his fist loosened and he darted out the door.

A simple 'Thank you' was mouthed to Emmett when he looked at her, he smiled smugly and turned to follow his brother.

She then rested her elbows on the counter, running her hands in her hair.

"Hey," Rosalie used Emmett's tone. Alice laughed at the fact that her unknown gift was to imitate other people's vocal ranges. "I'll come with you if you'd like."

Alice then switched on her normal self, as Edward had declared, and immediately headed out to the car with Rosalie, though she was less enthusiastic, she made sure Alice knew she cared for her. Or at least that she cared at all.

"Thanks." She revved the engine, and started to drive to Port Angeles.

Now shopping was definitely Alice's therapy, but there were still things uncertain as to her minor headaches. The ground shaking at the hunting grounds not to long ago wasn't just an unknown phenomenon. No, there was something missing. Something she couldn't see. Her grip on the wheel was hard when Rosalie shook her shoulders, realizing she was having a vision, she stomped the brakes like mad, which caused the car behind them to hit the hood. Of course, enraging Rosalie.

"No, Rose. I'm sorry, I'll pay for it!" Alice screeched, both hands on her forearm, convincing her to stay in the car.

"Just, let me drive, Alice." She sighed, defeated. As Alice stepped out to send her apologies to the opposing car. The man had his hands in his hair, obviously pissed off about the situation, but upon seeing Alice, a smile had plastered his features.

"Hey, umm, I'm sorry. I just had a panic attack and, I hit the brakes suddenly. I'm sorry." The man had smiled again, putting one hand behind his neck, blushing at how sincere her apology was.

"No, umm, it's alright. I can handle it. You have a good day now." He had an Australian accent, and twinkle in his eyes. He was obviously in to Alice, and she knew exactly how to handle things like this. Wait 'till he sees Rosalie, she joked.

"No, umm, here." She took a bundle of cash from her purse, they were hundreds, and the man was shocked at how much she was willing to pay.

"Seriously, it's just a scratch." He smiled, dimples forming on the edges of his cheeks. "You don't have to pay for anything."

"Alice!" Rosalie screamed from the car.

She stepped closer to him, placing the money in his hands. "Here. I have to go now, my sister's real angry now."

"Oh, wait." She twirled around to face him, her skirt danced around in accordance to her movements. "You, wanna go out some.. some time?" His cheeks had burst a deep red, and he looked like a swelling tomato.

"I'm sorry if I gave you that impression, Devin. But I'm married." She smiled.

"What? De-Devin? How did you know? I didn't tell you my name." His furrowed brow and a step back signified his clueless state and fear of how Alice did know his name.

"Yes you did." This was bad, she needed Rosalie to scream 'Alice!' again, damn.

"Stop being so reckless, Alice! Hurry up!" An impatient honk followed after.

"I really have to go." and he was speechless, he watched her enter the car and drive off, the wad of cash in his hand, he entered the car and headed to the nearest autoshop.

"Okay, what the hell, Alice! The man doesn't say his name and you go up telling him that you know!" Alice's eyes were at her hands, lacing them together in embarrassment.

"Slight miscalculation, Rosalie. It happens." Rosalie rolled her eyes.

"And you seriously had to flirt with him?" A smile formed Alice's face, soon before Rosalie's did too.

"It isn't my fault he's all over me, you used to get all the attention, I thought I'd give it a try. Another smile formed on their faces, probably reminiscing times where everyone would just look at Rosalie and be dazzled.

After their much needed trip, Rosalie finally decided to ask Alice the million dollar question, settling the bags in the car, Alice squinted her eyes.

"So it's you who's been giving me the headaches." She turned her head to her sister, grabbing the wheel she smiled slightly. Even in the blackness of the night, Rosalie's beauty was unquestionable.

"I'm just curious." She backed from the lot, not needing to glance back or even look at her mirrors. She expertly shifted gears and took time to contemplate if she was ready for Alice's answers.

"You don't have to answer them." She finally said when Alice looked real uncomfortable. "I just want you to know why, because I thought Jasper swept you off your feet the first time you saw him in your vision, so why did you.." She paused, glancing at Alice slightly, she'd be crying now if she could.

"I'm sorry." Rosalie pulled over in an empty space. "It's just.. I don't know what I'd do if I find out that Emmett is cheating on me with anyone." She cringed, disgusted, emphasis on anyone. Defeated she stepped out the car.

Alice sighed, the visions she had of not telling Rosalie seemed more painful than the ones of telling her, so instead she chose to say. Not knowing if she'd understand. She followed Rosalie, sitting lightly on the hood of the car.

She explained that she did love Jasper, but she couldn't explain that she didn't lust for him as she did Edward, which Rosalie cringed at, yet Alice noted that she never acted on her feelings of lust for him. Rosalie still wasn't convinced. Alice explained that Jasper was using his abilities on Edward and herself so they'd stay away from each other, but they were practically immune to it becuase of their abilities as well.

"But I'd never thought of acting on my feelings either, I want you to know that." She started playing with her bracelet, the one with the giant crystal Edward had given her before he left, she stared at it briefly, then enclosed it in her palm, no one knowing of it's grave importance.

"Then why did you?" Alice clutched the bracelet, taken back by the question.

Her eyes were basked in pain, it was as if she was witnessing someone dying right in front of her, and she was unable to do anything to help.

"Because, I didn't want to lose him." It was a whisper, but Rosalie still heard, and she gave a feral growl which reminded her of Edward's behavior towards Carlisle.

"I'm sorry, but you were curious." She shot at her, Rosalie was being unfair. She could have at least understood. Alice jumped off the hood and started walking away.

"Alice, hey! Don't go." Rosalie tried to call her attention, but Alice's mind was far away.

"See you later." She said, and once again she was thankful that no one had her or Edward's abilities, because she wouldn't come back just yet.

"Alice, please." Rosalie insisted, "Just, come home. Alright?" because she had a strange feeling that she wasn't coming back at the moment.

And with that, she left, with nothing but their shadows puzzled.


A/N: Where was Edward? His version of the time he left would be the next part. I hope this doesn't confuse you though, I'm trying this Benjamin Button thing, though the narrator's doing all the work. Much love *and feedback!