[Disclaimer] Everything Twilight belongs to a lady named Stephenie Meyer. I just borrow her characters to have some fun.

[A/N] Hi everybody, here's the new chapter. I'm so damn nervous about it, that I'm almost scared to post it at all. **hides-behind-her-laptop**. I hope now, that the truth is coming out you won't be too disappointed about it.

Warning; there are some parts in here that might be considered corny. I'm sorry about that but that's how I roll. Reality is dull enough; I love to have a little romance in my dreams.

A special hello goes to Margaret M. who wanted to spontaneously marry me after the last chapter. If you are still interested after this one let me know. *grin*

**About Uncaught Butterflies**

"Does the trap of a butterfly's wings in Brazil set off a tornado in Texas?"

"I don't think, I understand." I stumbled out hesitantly and my shaking fingertips touched the face, which had been drawn on the piece of paper so long ago, over and over again.

Alice put her arm around my shoulder and the familiar touch of her cold marble body close to mine helped me to relax a little.

"That doesn't make any sense to me at all, Alice." I stated finally and handed the drawing back to her.

The ends of her beautiful rose-petal lips twitched into one of those gorgeous smiles that made my insides melt like snow in the sunlight.

"Doesn't it?" She asked me and I recognized that her own voice was trembling slightly.

"She looks…well she looks a little bit like me." I admitted after a few moments of silence.

"Bella…she is you. Or you are her. And you look completely the same…well apart from the wings of course" Alice explained cheerfully and twisted the fingers of her dainty hand with mine.

I opened my mouth in order to speak, but not a single sound escaped my throat. Then I tasted something salty on my tongue and after a few moments of wondering what was causing it, I realized that I was crying.

Alice cupped my face between her hands and pulled me closer towards her. Her cool marble lips brushed over my wet cheeks very gently to kiss away the tears.

"My beloved Angel," She whispered softly before her gorgeous rose-petal lips covered mine. Our mouths melted into each other in perfect harmony. A low moan escaped her throat as I caressed her velvety bottom lip with the tip of my tongue. Alice opened her mouth a little and I started exploring it hesitantly. My tongue nudged against the tip of hers and the deliciously cool touch of it sent shivers down my spine. I twisted my fingers into her hair and pulled her closer towards me, while she put her dainty hands around my waist.

Kissing Alice was a lot like drinking salted water; the more you drink it, the more your thirst increases. I forced myself to keep on breathing and the incredibly sweet scent of vanilla and lilac entered my nose. God, I loved so much how she smelled…how she tasted…how she felt like. She sucked my upper lip into her mouth and started nibbling on it very gently. Pleasant warmth streamed through my veins despite of the cold marble body that was pressed against mine.

One of us finally managed to pull back, but we instantly missed the touch of our lips against each other.

I planted another row of soft kisses upon her trembling lips until my heart was beating so fast in my chest, that it made me feel dizzy.

She smiled against my lips and when she released my mouth, she hugged me tightly. Her cool breath tickled the sensitive skin on my neck.

"Alice," I whispered hesitantly when I finally remembered how to speak. "Oh Alice, all these letters that you sent, all these incredibly beautiful words that you have written…they are all about me?"

She nodded her head and a smile flashed over her face.

"It's all about you. It has always been you…just you and nobody else." She told me, while she started drawing circles on my wrist with her thumb.

"How did you find out about the drawing? Did you remember something?" I asked her curiously, but she quickly shook her head.

"No, I still can't remember anything from my human life; no matter how hard I try. I had a vision of myself finding that drawing and then everything made sense to me." She explained and I rested my head against her gentle shoulder.

"You hide that drawing in the basement, because you didn't want your parents to find it." I assumed and caressed the messy curls of her hair with my fingertips.

"Yeah…I think so. But I guess they suspected something. There was…," She seemed to hesitate for a moment and I squeezed her hand to encourage her to continue.

"There was a strange paragraph in the file that I stole from the asylum." She mumbled nervously.

"Tell me about it." I pleaded her and guided her dainty hand to my mouth to plant a kiss on each of her snowy-cold knuckles.

"They suspected that the reason behind my mental problems was some kind of…well sexual disorder."

"A sexual disorder," I gasped out breathlessly, but then I realized what she meant and a sudden wave of pain streamed through my body. It felt as if a knife had been stabbed right into the middle of my heart.

"Your parents put you in that asylum because of me!" My voice was shaking so hard now that I actually wondered how I managed to bring something understandable out of my mouth.

"They locked you away because of me! They left you alone in the darkness, although they knew how scared you…"

Alice started shaking my shoulders, until I finally stopped sobbing.

"Sshh…Bella, breath. Everything is fine." She whispered and handed me a paper tissue to clean my nose. Since when did vampires carry tissues with them?

I took a few deep breaths through my nose to calm myself down, enjoying the sweet fragrance of her vampire scent once again.

Alice kissed away a last tear that had escaped my eyes, before she pulled me on her lap.

"Bella, do you know anything about the Butterfly effect?" She asked me.

"Butterfly effect? Wasn't that some creepy movie where Ashton Kutscher woke up without any limps?"

"Yeah, I remember. That's not what I meant." Alice giggled slightly and planted a kiss upon my head.

"Bella, I love your hair." She murmured against my long curls and twisted a wisp of them around her fingers.

"I really do."

Then she sighed and closed her eyes for a moment.

"I'm not sure if I can explain it to you like this."

"Try," I assured her and leaned my reddened cheek against her snowy -cold hand.

"Do you remember how I told you, that everything happens for a good reason?"

I nodded my head. "Yeah, I do. But Alice, they hurt you so much. How can you see anything good in that? I really don't understand…"

She cupped my face between her hands and planted another quick kiss on my mouth.

"Silly girl, of course there is something good in all of this." Her lips captured mine and a shiver went through my body as her tongue gently brushed over my lips. I moaned into her mouth and then I felt her hands stroking down my spine. Her fingers caressed the small stripe of skin that wasn't covered by my shirt in circling movements.

"You," She mumbled against my lips. "…me, and us."

And then I finally understood what she meant….

"If I hadn't had those visions about you…"

"…they wouldn't have put you into that asylum…"

"…and I wouldn't have been changed into a vampire…"

"and you…," I hesitated."…wouldn't have found Jasper."

The weak attempt of a smile flashed over her face as she nodded her head.

"…and without him, I wouldn't have found the Cullen's..."

"…and I wouldn't have become the singer of your new brother…"

I continued and for some unknown reason I couldn't manage to bring out the word girlfriend.

"…and I wouldn't have made that birthday party for you although you didn't want me to…"

"…and Edward would never have left me…"

"…and Charlie wouldn't have sent you here…"

"…and I wouldn't have found your letters…"

I closed my eyes and another trail of fresh tears poured down my face when I opened them again.

"You think that…everything that happened to us…all the fear you felt when they locked you away into that dark cell…all the pain I felt when Edward…when you all left me – that it all had to happen to bring me back to you?"

"All of it." She assured me before she hugged me tightly and brushed her nose over my head.

"I want to bury my face into the soft curls of your chestnut hair…," she whispered softly.

"You are the only thing in my world that makes sense to me." I mumbled breathlessly against her neck, while the ends of her hair tickled my cheek.

I leaned back to be able to look into her beautiful amber eyes and something inside the sparkling rings of gold, made me feel like I was coming home at last.

XXXX

"For the last time now, I am not going to wear this dress! Alice, you know how much I hate shopping. You are torturing me. Why can't I just wear some jeans and a sweatshirt to Melanie's party?"

Alice giggled and planted soft kisses on the skin of my overheated face. Then she turned me around and made me look into the full length mirror that was standing in the corner of the tiny changing cubicle.

"It's a motto-party and you need something that fit's the theme. Bella, just look at you, it's like it has been made for you."

Then she leaned closer towards me and whispered into my ear. "Stop arguing with me; I've already seen you wearing it at the party."

"Evil, little, fortune-telling pixie," I mumbled against her rose-petal lips before I covered them with mine. God, she tasted so incredibly good. Her hands pulled down the zipper at the back of the dress and when her snowy-cold fingertips touched my warm skin a shiver went through my body.

"Okay, I'm going to buy it, but only the dress. There is no way I'm going to wear heels to the party. You know how much trouble I have walking over a flat surface in sneakers without breaking any limbs."

She nodded her head silently and when she planted a kiss on my bare shoulder the ends of her spikey hair tickled my skin in a pleasant way.

Then she turned around and left the changing cubicle. I put on my clothes and twisted my messy hair into a loose ponytail.

"Bella, are you alright?" Melanie asked me when we left the shop and gave me a worried look with her light grey eyes.

"You look a little flushed," She continued and Alice grinned sheepishly.

"Maybe it's just a little warm in here." I murmured, and pretended to search for something in my handbag.

"Warm? Bella, this place is air-conditioned down to the temperature of an igloo." She stated and shook her head in disbelief.

"Oh Bella, really likes the coldness." Alice chuckled and I thought about a way to poke her into her side without hurting my own hand.

"How's your mom?" I asked her to change the subject of our conversation. "You told me that you wanted to visit her yesterday."

Melanie sat down on one of the wooden benches that were spread all over the mall.

"It's getting better, but the doctor told me and David that they want to keep her in the hospital for another month. An entire month! That's so long." She sighed deeply and put her head between her hands.

I sat down next to her and put an arm around her shoulder to comfort her.

"A month isn't that long. It will soon be over. Did they find out what's wrong with her?"

She nodded her head while her lips turned white from pressing them against each other.

"I don't want to…" she whispered finally and her eyes started getting glassy.

"You don't have to tell us. Look, Melanie. I'm sorry for being so …well for even asking about that. I just want you to know, that I'm your friend…we are your friends. So if you ever feel like talking about it…we'll be there."

She rested her head against my shoulder for a moment and squeezed my hand.

Then she put down her glasses to clean them. I recognized that she always did that when she was nervous about something.

"How many people are coming to your party?" Alice asked her and a smile flashed over her beautiful pixie face.

Melanie cleared her throat and to my amusement her cheeks blushed into a crimson color.

"Well at first it was just about twenty people, but then the circumstances changed and now I think we're currently talking about fifty to sixty now."

"What do you mean – the circumstances changed?" I asked her in confusion.

"My mom is still at the hospital and David is visiting his parents for their golden wedding anniversary. In other words – I'll have the entire house to myself. For the first time in my life I can do whatever I want…well and that's why I invited a lot more people than originally planned."

"Melly, Melly, Melly, you look like such an innocent little nerd, but deep inside you're kind of a little rebel." I chuckled and pulled out a bottle of apple juice from my backpack.

"Hey…my parents are teachers. I had to learn a few tricks or I'd never get to have some fun." Melanie explained and put her glasses back on.

"I wished I had contacts." She mumbled with a sigh and I made a mental note for myself to get her some as a birthday present.

Then I looked at Alice and cringed when I recognized that her face seemed to be frozen like a marble statue and her amber colored eyes were staring at the grey concrete wall in front of us.

I knew exactly what was going on. She was having another vision and I was desperately hoping that Melanie or any of the other humans around us wouldn't notice anything weird.

After a few awkward moments, that seemed to last forever, her facial features relaxed a little and a low whimper escaped her throat.

"Alice, are you alright?" Melanie asked her and I pulled Alice closer towards me until she rested her head against my shoulder. I started stroking her back to comfort her and turned to Melanie.

"It's probably just some migraine attack…I'm going to drive her home, if that's okay." I tried to explain and hoped that she wouldn't doubt anything about that. I knew that I sucked at lying, even if it was just a white lie.

"Of course it's okay. I'm going to meet with Jared and one of his friends, who is working as a DJ, anyway. I'm really sorry that she got sick, I' hope she feels better soon." She mumbled and walked over to the café, where she was supposed to meet with Jared and his friend.

I actually wondered why it was so difficult for him to admit, that Derek wasn't just a good friend of him. Who cares about what people think? But then I remembered that I hadn't told anyone that Alice and I were officially together now - like together-together. The thought made me smile.

"Alice," I whispered into her ear and twisted my fingers into her short ebony curls.

"…what did you see?"

She leaned back and I recognized that her eyes were a lot darker now.

"Bella, it's Edward. Rosalie called him and he," In that moment her cell started vibrating in her pocket and she pulled it out to answer it.

"Hi Rose," She greeted her adopted sister through greeted teeth's.

"Yeah I already know that, thanks for asking."

"What do you mean – he has a right to know? What kind of right? Just for the records – He left her. It's not like I stole her away from him or anything."

"Rosalie for heaven's sake, we are talking about Edward. You can't tell me that you didn't know he wouldn't take it well."

"No, he's not going to Italy. That was just his first impulse; you know what kind of a drama queen our brother is."

"I don't know when he's getting here. He keeps changing his mind over and over again to confuse me."

"It's a bit late for that, Rose. Save your remorse for someone who believes it." Alice snarled at her and snapped the phone shut with trembling fingertips.

I cleared my throat nervously and put her snowy-cold hand in mine.

"Rose told Edward about me and you…well about us?" I asked her hesitantly.

She nodded her head and sighed deeply.

"Yes she did. She thought it would help him to move on with his own life. He wasn't exactly a happy person since we left Forks."

"But he left me. I don't know why he should care about that I'm with you now. He has no…,"

"Yeah I know, but he left you because he wanted you to stay human. Bella, I know that Carlisle told you how he thinks, about our souls."

"And now he's coming here? Alice, you don't have to be afraid. I won't go back to him. I want to be with you and nobody else." I assured her and leaned my head against her shoulder.

"I know," She mumbled, while she caressed my hair with her fingertips. "…that's not what I'm worried about…,"

"He's pretty…well pissed, although Edward would technically never use this word. People do a lot of stupid things when they are jealous."

I started drawing fine circles on her wrist with my thumb. Then I guided her hand to my lips and planted a soft kiss on her palm.

"We'll deal with him when he gets here." I told her conciliatory and she nodded her head in agreement.

"You are right. There are other things that we have to deal with first." She explained cheerfully and stood up from the bench.

"What kind of things?"

"You still need the right shoes for that dress."

#####

##Thanks for reading. Leave me some love and press the little button down there. I love to hear your thoughts!##