a/n: Yes, this is the chapter dedicated to my brother. Reason being the twenty (I'm understating … it was more like two times that) minute conversation that he and I had about car types for the twins. Sometimes this got interesting, for example, when he suggested cars that we passed (we were on a very long car ride) and my father turned around and exclaimed 'that's not expensive!'.
I ended up choosing Cynthia's audi coupe, which is what Edward wanted for Bella in the beginning of New Moon, and he chose Lizzie's car.
So, here's to you, bro. A lot of this should be dedicated to you, you've been my wacky idea bouncre, you've heard about everything before anyone, and you don't even read Twilight.
You're my Edward to my Alice. (you know, the whole cute sibling thing they've got going one … they even fight. (eclipse, I believe)
I would save you from the Volturi anyday (New Moon) even though I'd probably be the reason that you ended up there in the first place.
LOCATION: FORKS, WASHINGTON
"Omg."
Elizabeth and Cynthia stared into complete darkness, eyes focusing quickly.
"Which one is yours?" Lizzie whispered.
"The black Audi Coupe."
"You mean I've got a Jaguar XF?"
"Yea." Cynthia said in amazement, staring at her car.
"Omg."
"You've said that twice."
"Omg."
They each walked slowly to their cars. Cynthia ran her fingers gingerly over the hood of her car, her sister doing the same to a red Jaguar.
"Can we really keep these?" Lizzie whispered.
"Yes, yes, I think that we can."
"Aunt Alice forgot to give us the keys."
"Most likely purposeful. And call her Alice. . ."
"Did she tell you that?"
"Er, actually she didn't. But we've been calling her Alice this whole time, haven't we? Besides, we're going to Alaska, for some reason obviously more purposeful than what they're letting on. Seriously, I'm all for it. Anything to get out of the hell that we were in before. So, I'm out of here. We don't have time to go speeding around Forks – but I think that they're letting us drive to Alaska."
"Would Edward pass for an adult?"
"I'm sure that he has a license, and Alice is legal, she's nineteen…"
"What's going on out there?"
Quickly, they spun around to find out what they'd missed.
Edward had Alice by the shoulders, crouched down and staring into her eyes. Her face was blank . . . as if she herself had left and her body was an empty shell, left there with nothing inside. He wasn't trying to bring her back, just supporting her as if he was afraid of her collapsing.
"Alice!" Lizzie and Cynthia ran quickly to where the pair stood.
"Shh." Edward said, casting a quick glance at them. "Don't be too loud."
"What's wrong with her?"
"It's just a vision. She'll be alright. We were having a discussion, and then she left."
"What's she seeing?"
"I don't know yet," he said, shaking his head. "We'll know soon enough."
Suddenly, Alice's eyes went wide, flashing, and she drew in one huge gasping breath, even though she didn't need to breathe to live.
She sunk to the ground, as if all muscles had been removed from her small body.
"Alice!" Lizzie exclaimed in concern.
"I'm alright." She whimpered. "Just give me a moment." Her eyes met Edward's for only an instant, but it was enough.
"How long?"
She didn't answer.
"Alice, I said HOW LONG?" His voice raised.
"Don't yell at her!"
"Alice!" Edward said again, getting down on her level. "How long?"
"We're going to be too late." She whispered, her eyes nervous.
"I knew it!" He was up, already at the end of the grassy field. "I knew we shouldn't have left her with those incompetent fools!"
"Don't you dare talk about Jasper like that!"
"Isn't Jasper in Alaska?"
"Not for long. I'd give him an hour."
"Dad, what's going on?"
"This is my fault. I should have stayed."
"Edward, I don't like it either! She's my best friend, for heaven's sake, Edward, she's my sister. We might be able to get her back. Remember when…"
"Alice, I cant risk them like that. I can't lose them too."
"It might be the only way. We could try ourselves, but…"
"Are you talking about Rosalie?"
"No . . ."
"Esme …"
"No."
"Alice, please."
"So we have another Aunt?"
"No, no …"
"Then who …"
Edward was back by the three girls now. "Your mother…" he said quickly. "She's talking about your mother."