I know you all have waited a long time for this. I have written a lot of different things since I finished this story. However, I finally sat down and thought about writing a sequel. At first I had an idea I thought was really good… but then I didn't like it & came up with this idea. Keep in mind that the sequel may not be up for awhile since I'm working on two other stories at the moment. However, I thought this would give you all something to look forward to.

So, here's a description… Jasper and Alice's POVs alternate like before. The story is before Twilight. In this story, Jasper finds that he must leave Alice. It is a story of loss and love and how after going through all she did to find him, Alice will not let herself lose Jasper. Now, here is the first chapter. Please tell me what you all think of it. =)


Alice's POV

Never in a million years did I think Jasper would actually fit in here. These past seven years have been hard. A couple of times, Jasper gave into the temptation and we had to move immediately. None of us blame him though, he is just learning. Unlike any of us he has lived the majority of his vampire existence drinking human blood.

Now, I feel like he is proving me wrong. Jasper has been doing well with controlling himself. Also, he has been socializing more. Before, he sort of let me talk for him but I think he's really getting to know and like our new family. It's taken awhile, but I understand. He lived in such an untrusting environment before. The only person he really trusted was Peter; he never even truly trusted Maria.

Now, as our troubles get farther behind us I can relax. I know that he won't leave. Jasper will always be here and he will always be my Jasper.

***

Something happened today. I don't know what though. I wasn't watching Jasper nor was I with him. But something happened and he has been distant. I wonder if I did something wrong.

***

"Ok, Jasper, what did I do?" I finally ask him. We're hunting, alone. It's a perfect opportunity to ask why he has been acting so odd as of late. I love him and can't stand his distant behavior.

"What do you mean?" he asks me. I could look into the future and see if he'll even tell me, but I don't want to. I want to just trust that he'll tell me because he loves and trusts me.

"Please tell me why you're acting this way," I say.

"How am I acting?"

"Distant."

"No I'm not, Alice."

"Yes you are."

A deer crosses our path but we ignore it. We're arguing now. It's the first argument we've ever had and we both want to win.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," he says.

"Just tell me what I did!" I yell. I hear some birds get startled and fly away.

"You didn't do anything!" he yells back. Then I have a vision, it's really short and yet it stings and freezes me in shock…

Jasper and I are in this very clearing. Not saying anything to each other. We're wearing the same clothes… so it happens today. Jasper says something about leaving that I can't comprehend; I'm in so much shock. Then he turns and runs away and I, being stupid, don't follow him.

I come out of my vision and stare at him in terror. He knows, he knows what I have seen, I can see it on his face. His expression is sad; it's the expression I used to see on his face whenever I had those visions of him before we met.

"Don't," I say, "please, don't."

"I have to," he says.

"Why? Who says you have to? I say you don't have to."

"I have to, you don't understand."

"Then make me understand!"

"I can't," he says and he begins to walk away from me.

"Jasper! Please, please don't go! Don't leave me Jasper, I need you," I'm begging now, but I still have been unable to move. This tragic event has frozen me solid.

"I have to… I'm sorry, but I have to," he says.

"But I love you," I whisper, it's pitiful. All I can do is stand there; I should be holding onto him and not letting him go.

"I love you to... never forget it, Allie," he says and then he runs. He runs and he leaves me and I still can't move. It's like something has a hold on me. I can't go after him, but I want to so badly.

Finally, after what seems like forever I can move. I collapse onto the ground and my shoulders shake. I know if I could cry I would be crying a river. This can't happen to me. I must be having a bad dream. However, I can't sleep nor can I dream and that means that this tragedy is all too real.