Hello everyone! Jasper point of view this time! I got such a lovely reaction and people really liked it last time so I thought showing you Jasper's version of what happened would be something you would like?

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I woke up that morning with the distinct memory of the nightmare I had that night. It always involved loosing Alice. I never meant for my feelings for her to be this way, so vivid and so strong.

But here I was, even my nightmares, my fears about the world around me, centered around her.

I got dressed and worked to clear my head. I knew I had a lot of things to do today, that I had bigger things to deal with. That indian escaped from our cell and found a gun. Alice's life was threatened and almost lost that day. Emmett and I had long discussions about it and I had never felt more guilty in my life. Emmett told me it wasn't my fault. Everyone told me it wasn't my fault...but the nightmares still happened and every time I looked at her my chest ached.

I didn't kill the savage the second I saw him cross our I tried being merciful and it hurt Alice. Now, James was after her. I could feel it.

I had thought for a long time about things like this, so much that I could feel it consuming me. I hate war. I hate the cold bood and I hate the humanity I had lost because I had to kill people without feeling. And when I look at Alice I can feel everything. Everything I used to be able to avoid. And yet, I am never happier than when I'm with her.

I heard a subtle, almost unnoticiable knock at the door. I straightend my collar and opened the door. Bella Cullen was standing there with a small, shy, smile on her face.

"Hello Major." She said, clearing her throat. "I'm sorry if I'm interupting."

"No, not at all."

I know you like to visit Alice in the morning, so I wanted to tell you she's up and should be ready soon."

I smiled back at her. "Thank you, how is she today?"

Bella frowned. "I think she has a fever. I drew her up a cool bath and told her to take as long as she needs. She always seems so tired, Major. But she spends all her time couped up in that bed...I don't know." She shook her head and I could tell she was worried. "I know Alice likes your visits too, so I thought I would come get you. Emmett and Rose will be there soon as well, I think they have some news to share with her."

I nodded, and I found myself so excited I could hardly breathe. I turned to get my coat and searched my desk drawer for my pocketwatch a little too frantically because I looked up to see Bella trying to hide her grin. I stifled a grin myself, I was acting ridiculous. Alice wasn't even here and I was a wreck.

Getting myself together, I walked to the doorway, offered Bella my arm, and escorted her to the infirmary. Rosalie and Emmett came up arm and arm the same time we did. Before Emmett, when Rose was courting Royce, she had no life in her. She had always been naturally beautiful, but Royce seemed to wash the life right out of her. When I saw Emmett and Rosalie walking together, you could tell they were truly happy. Edward also came, too see Bella I imagined.

"I'll go see if she's ready." Bella said, lifting up her skirt and walking up the steps first and we followed a ways behind her. I swore I could hear voices from her room.

"Is anyone in there with her?"

Bella shook her head, "Of course not. Why would you-" She stopped her sentence when she got to Alice's doorway, she leaned closer as if she heard something and began knocking on the door.

"Alice can you hear me?" She tried opening the door but it was locked. "Alice!"

Alice was in trouble. Panic ran through me as Edward ran and moved Bella out of the way of the door. He grabbed her shoulders. "Bella, what is it? What's wrong?"

It was like she went into shock, her eyes were in a cold trance. "She was screaming, Edward."

Without a second thought, I pressed my body against the door, forcing it open.

I had expected something bad, yes. But this was reality, and far worse than my dreams ever could be.

James had Alice pinned to the wall, her body looked so small and bare as his knife cleched her throat and blood dripped down her neck.

Alice will not die. I will not show any mercy.

I grabbed the knife that I have always carried in my boot. My entire body racked with fury. I could hardly see anything as my eyes got the fimiliar haze of complete rage. I lifted the sharp blade and the last thing I heard was Alice's sceaming as James's dead body fell over.

I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. Alice's screams destroyed me. I had never heard such a broken sound in my life. Emmett lifted his dead body off of her's. Alice's body was dripping wet with blood and freezing water and she was completely exposed.

I lifted her off the ground, unable to look at her so hurt. The scared sobs didn't stop, but were muffled by my shirt as she clung to me. I set her down as gently as I could on the bed and covered her with my jacket. Rose walked up and set a rag on her neck to stop the bleeding. Emmett's face was set in stone, his eyebrows were creased and his jaw was locked tight, but he leaned close to her ear and told her that she was safe.

We were all silent for a few moments, the depth of what happened settling on each of our shoulders, and then Alice lifted her red, watery eyes up to look into mine. I held her hand, unable to think of what to do next. But looking at her, I knew she needed me.

My voice was barely above a whisper, "Listen to me Alice. Close your eyes and listen to me."

Everything else faded away except for me and her. Hope is so vital in life, and I had been living without it for what felt like for my entire life. From the moment I met her I knew I loved her. She gave me a reason to keep going, and now she was hurt in so many ways. I feared she would never recover from this. Slowly, the anger was replaced by a large lump in my throat that I couldn't swallow. But I never let go of her hand, and she never let go of mine.

I hope you liked Jasper's point of view. I got a good responce last time, so I thought you liked to know Jasper's thoughts during all of this.

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