A/N: Yeah, so I've sort of been gone for a few weeks; it happens. I have a little less than a week left in my Christmas break (Or, I guess Holiday break if we're being P.C.) and my guilt finally got the best of me, so here I am. Forgive me? It's late though, so if this chapters rubbish, and has shit editing, I'm just going to blame it on my lack of sleep. I'll post more often though; I promise. Sort of.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. I guess I do sort of own Ricky though, seeing as she's my own invention. Neat. I own a person.


Guardian Angel Eyes

Chapter 9

General POV: (Btw, Any requests for certain POVs? I'm feeling adventurous.)

Ricky slammed Emmett's fist into the rock for the third time in the last minute. Human arm wrestling matches had a much slower pace than vampire ones.

Emmett smiled and re-positioned his arm for another go; Ricky didn't mind this repetition, not after being trapped in Alice's bedroom for the last three days.

Perhaps the only person more excited than Alice about their new discovery was Carlisle, and he was more than happy to let her steal the newest addition to their family away for days at a time to experiment.

And so there they sat, on Alice and Jaspers comfy, albeit unnecessary, bed facing each other with unwavering stares as Rosalie combed through Ricky's shimmering locks slowly. At first the little game they played was exciting, unnerving even, as they explored the depth of their connection.

Indeed, they knew everything about each other. After a time though, Ricky was just so beyond ready to be done with it. She was about to ask Alice nicely if they might stop (she had thought deeply about this and had a fail safe plan of suggesting shopping instead, something she knew Alice lacked the willpower to resist) when an even more abrupt and shocking discovery was made.

"This is brilliant!"

Ricky leaned down to touch her forehead to the cool sheets and clutched at her head dramatically.

"Please, Alice, stop shouting."

The brush in Rosalie's hand froze halfway through the copper locks.

"Um, Ricky, Alice didn't say anything did. No one di-"

"--No, what did I say?" Alice grabbed Ricky's shoulders and turned her back from Rose to face her. Her buttery gaze pierced Ricky uncomfortably, similar to the way she felt when Alice had visions of her.

"Oh…erm, you said 'This is brilliant'…or…" She hesitated. "Or something." She finished lamely.

"Ohhh my god. Oh my god!" Alice was positively screeching. She bounced off the bed and landed gracefully on her feet. She was nothing but a flash of light as she tore out of the room to, Ricky could only assume, Carlisle's study.

When Rosalie and Ricky caught up they found Alice stepping through the door to the office turned library.

"Is something wrong Alice?" He looked up from a heavy book to match her yellow stare.

"Um, no, everything's super great. Super, super great."

Carlisle's eyes twinkled with amusement.

"Oh?" The corners of his mouth twitched.

"Watch. This." Alice answered, unfazed by his teasing expression. Her eyes shut and her nose crinkled in concentration. Standing in the doorway behind her Ricky inhaled sharply and her hands flew to grasp either side of her head.

"Ow."

"What did I say?" Alice hadn't turned to look at her, she just kept staring at Carlisle meaningfully.

"You said 'Do you see now Carlisle'. Really loudly too."

Carlisle's gasp was louder than Ricky. He looked like a child on Christmas morning. He was about one second away from clapping his hands together with glee when he composed himself and breathed "No."

"Yes."

Rosalie's gasp was next. Some kind of low hiss escaped her throat. Ricky felt like she was missing something very important.

"Ricky, dear, could you shout something in your head for us? Anything at all?"

"…Shout something….in my head?" She had no idea how to do such a thing.

"Yes dear, anything at all." Carlisle waited expectantly.

Um…Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ricky screamed at the top of her mental lungs, feeling very silly all the while. That is until Alice winced and then immediately after began to jump up and down laughing, acting out the expression of joy and wonder on Carlisle's face.

All at once everything aligned in her head and Ricky let out a low moan.

"Wonderful…More people on my head."

Two days later she was allowed to leave the bedroom. She wandered aimlessly around the big, beautiful house, not quite sure where to go. She was gazing at a pool of light on Esme's spotless floor, twinkling on the hardwood, glimmering with colors Ricky had never seen before, ignoring her other new heightened senses completely when she ran into him.

He was big, and hard, and loud as he let out a booming laugh. She was about to say sorry when he asked her to arm wrestle. That was how she came to be here. Sitting outside, her marble elbow unhindered by the hard rock beneath her, whining to Emmett as only a fourteen year old could too.

"You're telling me." He laughed again, something he seemed to do a lot of.

She breathed in relief. She was glad she had finally found someone who was just annoyed about having to share their head with other people too.

She stayed at that same boulder, challenging Emmett again and again, until the sun went down, and then again until the some came back up. The dark was no issue for her new eyes.

Emmett lazily wandered into the Cullen living room, Ricky on his back in classic piggy back style. The family stared at the pair in amused confusion, or in Jasper's case shocked suspicion, and they all marveled again at the wonder that was Ricky Cullen: Alice's other half, and Emmett's new best friend.