[Disclaimer] Everything Twilight belongs to Mrs. Stephenie Meyer.

[A/N] I just wanted to let you know that I started writing another Bellice story. It's called Throughout Eternity and is a non-canon alternative to BD. Please check it out and tell me what you think of it.

I really appreciate all your feedback.

#Welcome to the mind of our favorite little pixie vampire, this chapter is from Alice POV#

**About unsaturated thirst**

My sharp teeth cut through the delicate layer of human skin as if it was just thin vellum. Only a split second later the crimson liquid that kept me strong poured into my dry mouth.

For the first time in a very long period of time it had not only the right temperature. It tasted right as well. Animal blood was always slightly bitter. Emmett said it reminded him of stale beer but of course I couldn't know if that was true.

I remember nothing about the taste of human food or drinks. That's why I had nothing to compare to the incredibly sweetness that was running down my throat right now.

The first memory I have is that of thirst, unbearable thirst. Sometimes I managed to ignore it; pretending not to feel it. It was probably comparable to a human living with chronicle pain. There came a point where they were so used to it, that they thought that it wasn't really there anymore.

Now that the thick and hot essence warmed my insides and started satiating the pain, I realized that I had been fooling myself. This was what my body craved for. This was the sweet nectar of the gods.

I felt the blood flowing slower and instantly sucked harder to be sure to get every single drop my source was offering to me.

Drinking it felt almost like coming home at last. God, I didn't want to stop. I couldn't.

There were voices somewhere in the distance that seemed to be constantly speaking to me.

A calm, male voice, full of compassion could it be my father?

"Alice, honey, it's enough. You're killing her."

Enough, I thought. How can it be enough when I'm not satiated? I want more of this, much more.

Then there was the light voice of my beautiful, blond-haired sister. She was nearer. I could smell her sweet scent of lilies and roses only a few inches away from me. Was she trying to steal this deliciousness away from me? I wouldn't let that happen.

Finally there was a low human voice, barely a whisper in the darkness that surrounded me now.

"Alice, my sweetheart, please try to stop." Bella pleaded me.

Then I felt something warm dropping constantly on my neck. Had it started to rain?

"Alice, please," Her beautiful voice was trembling slightly. It sounded almost as if she was sobbing. Why was she crying? I didn't want her to be upset. Her happiness meant everything to me.

For a moment I stopped sucking and pulled back to tell her that everything was okay.

My eyes caught the petite, human girl in front of me and I gasped in horror. Melly was as white as a ghost, even whiter than me the vampire girl.

"Oh, god what have I done?" I stumbled out anxiously.

Bella wrapped her warm arms around me and her wet face soaked the thin fabric of my shirt.

"Oh Alice, I'm so glad you were able to stop. You didn't seem to react to any of us."

I looked to my left and realized that Carlisle had his hand wrapped around Melanie's left wrist, obviously checking her pulse or something like that.

"Don't tell me she's dead?" I begged him. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry."

Carlisle's lips twitched into a smile and I sighed in relief. He would never smile at me like this if I'd killed her.

"You saved her." he stated. "I'm proud of you."

Bella pulled a tissue out of her pocket and cleaned her nose. Then she started planting soft kisses all over my face. I twisted my fingers into her silky chestnut hair to pull her closer to me.

Rosalie snarled. "Can't the two of you manage to keep your hands off of each other?"

Bella shrugged back and that annoyed me somehow. I didn't want her to be afraid of my stupid sister.

"Rose," I warned her.

She raised her hands in an apologetic gesture. "Calm down, I'm just thinking that this isn't the right place and time to start a make out session."

Carlisle cleared his throat. "Alice, she's right. We have to get Melanie away from here as soon as possible."

I leaned forward to put a red crusted curl of her hair behind her ear, trying not to think too much about the delicious taste of her blood.

"Carlisle, are you sure that she's going to make it?" Rosalie asked him worriedly. "She's so damn quiet."

He nodded his head. "Yeah, she's going to be okay. Everyone reacts different to the transformation process."

Then he lifted her up and carried her over to the black Mercedes. I followed him, while I never let go of Bella's hand. I needed to make sure that she was still there. She was what held me to this earth right now.

XXX

"Melly, sweetie can you hear me?" Bella whispered while she wiped away the rest of the blood on Melanie's face with a wet towel.

"Squeeze my hand," I suggested and listened to the strange sound of her changing heart.

She didn't react. Finally, a low whimper left her throat.

"Mom,"

"No, it's me," I told her. "Alice," Then I put a blanket over her body that was beginning to tremble slightly now.

"Mommy," she whimpered. "Mom, where are you?"

Tears started falling down her face and then a strange sound almost like the cracking of bones reached my ear.

"Oh god, what was that?" I asked Carlisle who was kneeling down on the other side of the bed.

"It's just her spine Alice," he told me calmly and petted my shoulder.

Oh just her spine, I thought. Thanks god it's nothing too important.

"The venom is starting to heal the injuries that she got during the accident." He explained to me as he realized that I didn't look to happy about it.

"Mommy?" she whimpered again and then she cried out. "Mom, please! Mom! What is happening to me? Mommy! Make it stop, please! Oh please, mommy. It hurts so much."

I sat there, frozen, unable to move one single inch. How could I explain this to her? I remembered nothing about the transformation from human to vampire.

The bed creaked underneath me as Esme sat down next to Carlisle and put Melanie's left hand in hers.

"Mommy, it hurts so much. I'm bur…,

"I know honey. This hurts."

Then she wiped away the tears from Melanie's cheeks.

"It will soon be over,"

How long was this soon? My siblings had told me that the entire process had lasted several days.

"Mommy, are you there? Melanie whispered exhausted. "Mommy, I can't endure this. It hurts so much,"

Esme started drawing fine circles over the pale skin of Melanie's palm to help her to calm down.

"I know it hurts, honey. It will soon be over, I promise. You can squeeze my hand if you want to."

Melanie sobbed silently and twisted the fingers of her hand with Esme's.

The light butterscotch colored eyes of my adoptive mother met those of her husband and the worry in them was visible.

"Can't you give her something to ease the pain?" she asked him so low that Bella and Melanie weren't able to understand her at all.

He shook his head. "I'm afraid; there isn't anything I can do for her right now. It's too late to try an injection with morphine."

"But she's so…so afraid somehow and she keeps asking for her mother." Esme whispered sympathetically.

Rosalie snarled. "See, I told you that she's too young to turn her…"

I growled and thought about hitting her right in her perfect looking porcelain face.

"Girls, please. This is not the right time to start a brawl."

Emmett appeared in the door frame again. The black curls of his hair were covered with dozens of tiny raindrops.

"How is she doing?" he asked cheerfully and shook his head over Rosalie's face.

"Arg, Emmett. Please stop that. It's gross." Then she sighed deeply and cleared her throat.

"She's crying for her mother." She told him. "And she's in pain."

"Poor girl,"

Then he turned to me.

"Can you explain to me what happened out there?"

I nodded my head. "A car hit her when she stepped out of the convertible . It was so dark. The driver couldn't have seen her at all."

"He should have stopped though," Bella stated. "hit-and-run offense is a federal crime."

"Bella, honey as strange as it sounds, I'm glad he didn't. There's no way I could have bite her while another human was there."

She rubbed her eyes and started biting her fingernails nervously.

"Oh god, what are we going to tell her parents?" she stumbled out.

"We'll think of something," Carlisle assured her. "And we'll have to bring her away from Biloxi. People here might recognize her too easily."

"Denali?" I asked him.

Jeez, how much I hated it that I wasn't able to see anything that had to do with her future. It made me feel like an idiot. I wondered how the others managed to deal with that amount of insecurity in their lives.

"Yeah, I think it would probably be the best. There aren't too many humans up there that she could kill and there's enough prey to hunt."

Emmett chuckled slightly. "Polar bear hunting with our new baby sister… that sounds like a lot of fun."

"You know that she's going to be stronger than you," I remembered him.

He smirked. "Yeah, I know, Alice. I need someone to practice with until you change Bella."

I rolled my eyes at that. "She's not a guinea pig, Emmett."

"I know she's not. But it's going to be a lot of fun to have a new born sister to hunt and fight…,"

"Emmett," Rosalie warned him. "Do you think this is some kind of joke?"

"She has a point," Carlisle stated. "Emmett, you don't have any experience with new born vampires."

"I have to stay here to look after Emilia. The poor woman is probably going to lose the rest of her mind over this. Melly is her only child."

Esme wiped away another trail of fresh tears that kept falling down Melanie's cheeks.

"Don't tell her that she's dead. There is nothing worse for a mother than to know, that her child died."

She closed her eyes for a moment and sighed deeply.

"I think it would be better to tell her that she ran away or something."

Carlisle put a wisp of Esme's caramel colored hair behind her ear. The small gesture was full of tenderness. They were always so cute to each other; like two sides of the same page in a book.

"How long will it take until she wakes up?" I asked him.

"Two days, maybe three. Do you want to be the one to explain it to her?" he suggested.

"Explain to her that I…that I changed her into a vampires?" my voice raised two octaves. Somehow I felt terribly nervous about it. What if she hated me for what I had done to her? I hadn't given her a choice in this decision.

"I can do it, if you don't want to." Emmett assured me.

I raised one eyebrow. "You?"

He crossed his arms in front of his broad chest.

"Of course…why not?"

I thought about a diplomatic way to tell him that he wasn't actually good with words. He was too straight forward, too directly. Emmett simply said what he was thinking without ever having second thoughts about the possible consequences.,

"I don't want you to scare her, Emmett." I started hesitantly.

"Scare her?" he chuckled and his golden eyes sparkled feisty.

"Alice, there is no way to sugarcoat the situation. We are what we are, point. "

Bella cleared her throat. "Alice, I think he's right. No matter who of you is going to tell her about everything; she will be scared. I guess any human would be…well apart from me."

XXX

I caught my reflection in the gold framed mirror in the hotel bathroom and shrugged back from the ugly ruby color of my iris. How long would it take until they would return to their usually shade of amber?

Bella wrapped her arms around my waist and planted a soft kiss on my neck. Then she rested her chin upon my shoulder and smiled at our image. I looked down and quickly closed my eyes.

"Is something wrong?" she asked me and stepped back to sit on the edge of the shell shaped bath tube.

"My eyes," I whispered. "They are red because of all the human blood…it is ugly."

She took my hand in her warm one and squeezed it gently.

"No, it's not and they are going to change back soon." She assured me calmly.

Then she pulled my hand up to her rosy lips, blowing kisses all over my knuckles and my palm.

I sat down on her lap and hugged her tightly.

"Can I tell you something?" I whispered hesitantly.

"Anything," she assured me and twisted her fingers into my short, ebony hair.

"When I bite her it felt so…so right to me. It was like coming home. I didn't want to stop."

"Of course you liked it…you're a vampire…a beautiful vampire to be precisely." Bella started sucking on the marble-hard like skin on my neck.

I giggled slightly.

"You can't bite me, you know?"

"I'm just practicing for the future."

I sighed deeply. "Bella, I almost killed Melly today."

"No, you didn't." she stated and cupped my face between her warm hands.

"You saved her, Alice. I'm so proud of you."

"I don't know if it was right what I did. Melly is barely seventeen."

"Edward was seventeen too when Carlisle changed him."

"Exactly, Bella, he hates what we are. What if Melly hates it too?"

"She won't. Jeez, Alice. Melly is nothing like Edward. He's miserable because he believes in this crap that you've all lost your souls."

"What if he's right?" I asked her while my hand moved under the cotton fabric of her blouse. Her skin was so incredibly warm and soft; it felt like heated velvet under my fingers.

"I don't think so." She whispered and pulled my shirt over my head. Then her luscious lips covered mine. It was a slow kiss, careful, almost hesitantly. Tonight had been tough for both of us.

"Why?" I mumbled against her lips. The tip of her tongue brushed over my lower lip and a shiver went through my entire body. God, I loved how she made me feel.

Bella's hands tenderly caressed the ivory skin of my upper body. I closed my eyes and a low moan left my throat when her thumbs brushed over my breasts.

Suddenly another vision entered my mind, letting rush images and sounds over me.

I was walking down a beach with fine, powdered-sugar like sand underneath my feet. The rays of the sun reflected from my skin like the prism of a crystal. Bella was standing knee-deep in the warm, turquoise colored water. I hugged her tightly from behind and pulled her hair over her shoulder to plant a kiss on the overheated skin of her neck.

"I love you." She whispered and took my hand in hers. The cool, metal of the small rose gold rings clicked against each other.

"Are you sure?" I started asking her hesitantly and my voice almost cracked at the end. "We could still wait…,"

"Of course I'm sure, Alice, do it now, please. I don't want to wait any longer."

"So you are not afraid of losing your soul?"

She giggled slightly.

"Alice, I lost my soul the first day I met you." I turned her around and kissed her gorgeous mouth.

"It has been yours ever since. Just like yours has always been meant to be mine."

Bella wrapped her arms around my bare waist and pulled me closer to her; cool marble brushing against warm velvet.

"Whatever souls are made of," I told her softly. "Yours and mine are the same."