Title: Vocalise

Author: pantheradraconis

Rating: T

Pairing: Bella/Rosalie

Summary: "From calm and serene to I want to rip you to shreds. Sometimes getting to the part where you can say I love you and never question it is a pain in the arse." - Review from ChesireMonkey. Alice saw a vision involving Rosalie and Bella. What did she see? And how will it affect everyone around them?

A/N: Happy Hanukkah/Christmas/Kwanza/Boxing Day/New Year's Eve! As a special gift, this chapter is the longest of the whole story. I hope you enjoyed the great tale of girl meets girl, girl loses girl, girl has mental breakdown, girl gets girl back (? Or does she?). Thank you so much to all of you who read and love this story, to all that favorite and set up alerts, and especially to all of you that review (you really are the reason I kept coming back to this fanfic). Enjoy!

Vocalise

By pantheradraconis

Chapter 36: Rosalie

On Rosalie's 16th birthday, her father and mother brought their only daughter and her best friend to the picture palace in downtown Rochester. Rosalie could still remember the movie so clearly despite having only seen it the one time. Vera, the young birthday girl's very best friend, found the story to be unbelievably romantic; even going as far as to argue with Rosalie, an act which rarely occurred. The overall film was actually very charming, the young blonde had found herself agreeing; comedic at times, sentimental at others; however, the ending lacked the completion Rosalie demanded. She still found herself cursing that Chaplin fellow's name and frowning whenever anyone brought up City Lights, even when not talking about the movie title.

It was now, seeing Bella, her Bella, as if she was laying eyes on her for the first time that Rosalie thought of the film's ending from so many years ago. The tall blonde frowned.

Then something unexpected happened: Bella tripped.

The act in itself wasn't so unusual, as it had been Bella, but the idea that a vampire tripped was a bit too much for the stoic blonde. She began laughing. A smile that could blind the sun covered her face, a laugh singing out into the lively forest. Barely able to hold herself back, Rosalie moved to Bella, reaching her hands out in support of the still unstable brunette before her.

Bella saw the hands stretched out before her, the golden flow of blonde waves of hair; she saw the breathtaking curves and the never ending legs; Bella heard the angelic voice and smelled the sweet, delicious flavors of her love. Each miracle unwrapped in a simple quickness, but once all elements came together, Bella was overcome with emotion. She found her brain unable to process that her love, her Rosalie, was really with her. And so the young vampire, against all basic understanding, after tripping over her own two feet, managed a feat no other vampire could: she fainted.

Rosalie immediately started panicking. Fainted? How on earth could Bella faint? Rosalie quickly twisted the girl's body, placing her own arms under the delicate girl's knees and head, cradling the limp form. Holding Bella, Rosalie gently shook the girl, and then she shook aggressively. With no response, she lowered the body to the forest ground and softly slapped the unconscious form's cheek; Again, nothing. In a frantic gesture Rosalie began slapping both cheeks in succession.

"What are you doing?" A gentle, confused voice caused Rosalie's head to snap up and focus on the large vampire before her.

"Emmett! Please, help, it's Bella."

"I see that, but why is she lying on the ground? And, more importantly, why are you playing ping pong with her head?"

"She just, she won't wake up!"

"Okay." Emmett said carefully, "So tapping out a marching drum beat on her cheeks will…"

"I am not, what? No, how do we wake her?"

The male vampire laughed, "I'm no expert, but aren't you supposed to kiss her or something?"

"Kiss?" Rosalie was getting angry at this point. "How can you be thinking about porn at a time like this?!"

"Porn?" As Emmett's laughter bounced around the wall of trees, he leaned forward, clutching his stomach. "I can't, I can't breathe!"

Rosalie frowned again. She lifted Bella back up into her arms and walked over to the balled up, shaking form of Emmett. "Will you be serious for just one moment?" She kicked at the vampire's shins, a sensation so light it brought no reaction.

"What on earth are you doing?"

Rosalie immediately spun around on her heel to face a very short, brown skinned boy, and a wolf she recognized at once to be the Quileute she-wolf. Rosalie's nose flinched in disgust and she wondered how she hadn't smelled the two approaching.

"I'm trying to get her to kiss Bella." Emmett was on his feet, standing at ease and gesturing to Rosalie and the still unconscious Bella.

Rosalie turned back to Emmett, her voice nearly screeching as she angrily replied, "This is no time for your strange fantasies!"

A distinctly female voice started snickering behind the blonde; she spun around again to see the she-wolf in her human form standing next to the boy, who now looked even shorter. Rosalie could feel the memory of dizziness, but was not physically affected. She frowned at the laughing girl, frowned deeper at the addition of Emmett's laughter, and finally let out an exasperated cry at the boy with the dumbfounded look covering his face.

"Kiss her." The she-wolf said. "It makes perfect sense, go on."

"What are you talking about?" The boy whispered to his tall companion. "Who is that? And why are we okay with her holding Bella in such a familiar manner?" The boy was getting no response, so he frowned as well. "You are all loco."

"Okay, okay." Emmett finally conceded. "If you just kiss Bella, we'll tell you why."

Rosalie glared at the burly vampire, but he had her trust, despite being a trickster. She turned her sight down to the small body in her arms. Even with the diamond hard skin of a vampire, Bella looked so fragile to Rosalie, so very lovely. She looked over the delicate features, the smooth forehead, the large eyes, closed, motionless, the small nose, the plush lips, the smile creeping up on one side. Wait, smile? Why you…

Rosalie dropped Bella on the ground, but the young vampire quickly swung her legs under her body and stood at a slight crouch before the tall blonde. A large smile was on the brunette's face as she stared up into the rose-golden eyes attempting to glare down at her.

"You know, in most fairy tales, the sleeping beauty is woken up by a kiss, not by a gravity check." Bella commented facetiously.

"Normally the princess is not faking it!" Rosalie replied hotly.

"I wasn't faking it." Bella countered. "Well I mean, not at first. I really did faint, or maybe just collapsed. Can I faint?" She asked, turning to Emmett who shrugged.

"And I assume this is all just some silly game to you." Rosalie was not happy with this situation at all. She knew she should calm down, be happy that she finally found Bella, but her anger was getting the better of her. Her teeth starting grinding on their own volition as she thought about all that had happened in Bella's absence. "You just fall off a cliff and disappear, everyone in your life believing you to be dead. Your father lecturing me about responsibilities, Edward having a fit and taking off, Alice isn't even talking to me! I travel all across this damn country trying to follow the very memory of your scent and when I finally find you, you just collapse! You pretend to die?!"

"Now you just listen to me! I didn't ask you to come here! I never expected you to come following after me!"

The two girls argued back and forth, their voices becoming louder, their words more obscene. Emmett frowned, but stood exactly where he was. Leah took a few steps forward, only to be angrily gestured at and called a home wrecker who can't keep her hands to herself. Nahuel stepped forward, grabbing onto the tall girl's shoulders to keep her from attacking. Huilen walked up to the group slowly, looking over the situation. She calculated for several minutes before intervening.

"Ahem." A strong, female voice silenced the arguing couple and caught the full attention of the onlookers. She smiled softly, but her voice continued in a commanding manner. "Nahuel, Leah, escort this young gentleman to our home, set up living corridors as well. I have a feeling he will be staying with us for a while." Huilen watched closely as the three awkwardly grouped and set off up the mountain. She then set her eyes on the two young girls. They stood at slight angles to each other, as though they could be talking or ignoring one another; they could be family or complete strangers. Huilen took a few steps forward, began to raise her hand in greeting, but thought better of it and gripped her hip. "You are welcome to stay with us, but this arguing is not allowed in my home. You will stay civil, or you will be removed. I have enough to deal with already from Nahuel and Leah."

The tall blonde looked over at the short brunette and cocked her eyebrow. Bella nodded and raised her eyebrows, as if to say, 'I know, right? Those two; who would have thought?'

Huilen then turned and took off at a lightning fast run up the mountain.

Rosalie watched the Chilean vampire disappear into the thick trees and slightly shuddered. "She reminds me of Esme." Her words were soft and filled with homesickness.

Bella placed her hand gently on her companion's shoulder and spoke quietly. "How is your family?"

"In shambles; they miss you." The tall vampire's eyes fell to her feet, barefoot and dirty.

"They?"

"Yes, without you the family seemed to fall apart." Rosalie shifted her attention back up the mountain. "Shall we?"

The evening was filled with boisterous laughter as Emmett told various stories of Bella from when she was a little human. All the things she tripped over, all the times her gullibility was abused, and the various things Emmett was told he couldn't do; like draw mustaches on her every time she fell asleep. Leah and Emmett both spoke animatedly about the issues between the Quileute tribe and the Cullens' coven, about the high cliffs over the crashing ocean, about how much they missed home. Nahuel and Huilen watched and listened, enthralled by their stories.

Rosalie sat off to the side, watching Bella. She watched her laugh, speak, nod in agreement, and shake her head with downright refusal, usually at one of Emmett's stories. She watched the young brunette look forlornly at her hands while listening to the group talk about home. She watched the subtle movements of her Bella's hands, the swish of her hair, the way she tucked her feet underneath her, as if her body grew tired. She was so human.

At no one's notice, Rosalie walked out of the house and further up the mountain. She walked to the highest peak she could find and looked over the cliff's edge. The mountain seemed to go on forever, the ground a lifetime away. The cool night air made her head feel light and she got the urge to learn how to fly. She closed her eyes tight, the air swirling around her body, pushing her towards the edge. Giving in, Rosalie let herself go. Her body fell softly into the rocky ground behind her, her body seeming to mold into a cookie cutter section already marked in the rock. She felt her body hugged by the earth and wished she could cry.

Absentmindedly, Rosalie heard a soft whisper of a breath, but feared to think on it with any hope.

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The weeks went by slowly, the season changing with the never ending rains. Emmett decided to leave, missing home dearly, and went off without inviting anyone to join him. He did leave a short note saying he would return soon, he just had to swing by at home to see how everything was. Rosalie didn't understand why her brother didn't simply call or write, but she never found questioning the burly vampire to do any good. In fact, his answers usually made everything more complicated.

So Rosalie stayed and continued to watch. The strange coven went on with business as usual, although Rosalie didn't quite understand what that meant. It seemed Huilen spent most of her time painting, sculpting, and creating. Nahuel and Leah spent most of their time making up after every small argument. It seemed to the blonde that the hybrid and shifter argued just so they could make up.

Bella, on the other hand, seemed to spend most of her time ignoring Rosalie. When Rosalie managed to squeeze herself into things, like hunting or exploring, Bella would acknowledge her like a distant cousin, but wouldn't hold a conversation for long.

Rosalie decided to walk off on her own, to see if anyone would notice; to see if Bella would follow her. When she realized she'd be running into Santiago soon, the blonde gave in and turned back the way she had come. After a few minutes travel, she heard a strange rustling to her left and went to investigate. Moving like a silent predator, Rosalie stalked her way through the undergrowth, slowly pushing the brush out of her way as she came to a small clearing. There she saw Bella, her Bella, playing with a spider. Not just any spider, but an araña de rincón, a Chilean recluse.

Rosalie quickly stepped out into the clearing, immediately pulling Bella away from the spider and into her arms. "Be careful, that is an incredibly dangerous spider."

Bella startled, bumping into Rosalie. She kept her back to the blonde as she searched for where the spider had landed, but it seemed to have disappeared into the large boulder in front of her. She sighed unhappily before turning around in the blonde's arms. "You mean the Chilean recluse? The venomous spider?"

"Yes, one bite and you could have…"

"Could have had venom transfer into my blood stream?"

Rosalie dropped her arms from Bella's sides and stepped back. "I, I forgot. I am sorry."

Bella leaned back and crossed her arms.

"Bella? Bella, is that you?" Leah's voice carried into the clearing before the leggy girl and her hybrid mate entered the small clearing.

"Well this is cozy, yes?" Nahuel said softly as the small group spread to a circle wide enough that each person could comfortably hug the body in front of them.

"What are you doing here?" Bella asked the pair.

"Well, you weren't around. We noticed that you walked off, and when you didn't return, we figured, you know, that you got lost." Leah answered uncertainly.

"She was not lost, she was simply following me." Rosalie replied matter-of-factly.

"I wasn't following you."

"Of course you were."

"No, I was just; I was just following the spider…" Bella's voice grew very soft as she realized her excuse hardly made any sense.

"You were just taking a day trip into the capitol?" Nahuel quickly inputted.

"Sure." The young girl agreed quickly.

"Why can you not simply admit your actions?" The tall blonde found herself remembering why she always ended up in arguments with her mate and decided she would stop the fight before it occurred. "Neverm…"

"Well since you are always right, then I guess I will just agree with you." Bella said in a huff before stomping out of the clearing.

Rosalie creased her eyebrows in consternation. She was certain she had caught her words fast enough; that she had done everything Alice had helped her with before the prom. She wanted to fix things, she wanted to fix herself; she wanted to make herself the person that Bella could be in love with. How did she mess up so quickly? How did she mess up again?

"Bella, dear, you're going the wrong…" Leah's voice disappeared into the forest as she went after her friend. Nahuel looked over the blonde, whom he found to be very intimidating, and wondered if he could just slip off with the other two. Then he saw the hurt in the vampire's eyes and decided he needed to help.

"When I was younger, my tía and I used to argue about everything. Our relationship was, constantly on edge, to put it lightly. As I grew, the arguments came quicker and ended in fiercer words. It wasn't that we were growing angrier with each other, it was, how do I explain this in English words?"

"You can speak in Spanish if you wish." Rosalie easily slipped into the language as if it were an old pair of gloves. She didn't know Nahuel well, but she wanted help, anywhere she could get it. She had failed before, now she was willing to try anything.

"Excellent, then I will continue. You see, the arguments became our norm; it was all that I knew. It is like growing up on a mountain and then being tossed into an ocean. You try to climb the waves because climbing is all you know. With every wave, you find yourself drowning a little more, but there is no one there to teach you how to swim. Most people don't learn from their own mistakes, not fast enough to keep themselves afloat."

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That evening, Rosalie listened to soothing music fill the center room of the house. Nahuel and Leah danced slowly as the short vampire attempted to lead his mate in a waltz. Leah struggled with the steps, but she took advantage of Nahuel's insistence and merely stepped on his feet causing him to do all the work. It made the girl tower over the hybrid, but given the area his face was planted in, he didn't seem to mind.

Searching the room slowly, almost in a dream haze, Rosalie found Bella's eyes looking over at the blonde vampire. When their eyes met, Bella quickly looked down, attempting to make herself busy with a book she snapped off the shelf next to her. Still Life With Woodpecker by Tom Robbins. Bella frowned, but opened the book to the middle and began reading. After several awkward facial expressions and constant page turns, Bella was interrupted by a soft, beautiful voice.

"What a completely random book you are reading." Rosalie leaned over Bella's shoulder from behind; her cheek an inch from the other vampire's face.

"Yes, well, I quite like it. I have been reading it for a while now."

"Would you tell me what it is about?"

Bella looked down at the book with a strong glare, willing the pages to give her more information. "A, well, there's an Argon woman, and a red-head, and they're on an island. Oh, and red-heads are evil. And there's a UFO or something. I, well, it's, yes. It's a completely random book." Bella smiled at the cover as she closed the book, her hand running slowly across the front. "I will have to read it someday."

"But I thought you were…" Rosalie checked herself quickly, correcting her words. "I am sure it will be an excellent read, although I can't say that from experience. Emmett read it years ago; it was his favorite for a while. He also tried to explain the plot to our family, but he used Alice and Jasper to act it out." Both girls smiled at one another then Bella quickly looked away.

"Yes, well, what can I help you with?"

Rosalie frowned, had she said something wrong? It was going well, but something must have happened.

"I, well, I miss you." Rosalie began speaking before her mind could decide what to say. "It's been weeks with you here and me here and well, I can see you here, sitting right in front of me, yet I cannot shake the idea that you aren't really here. Or that, you are in fact here, but I am not."

"Like you are stuck in a dream, but you can't decide if it's a wonderful experience, or a nightmare." Bell's voice was soft and filled with sorrow.

"I wish I could fix me."

"You are perfect." Bella got up from the chair briskly, allowing the book to fall to the floor. "That's why it still hurts." Her last words were whispered as she sneaked around the dancing couple and out the front door.

Rosalie was quick on Bella's heels and was able to stop the girl just by the large, cracked boulder at the edge of the Chilean home. Tall, but scared, Rosalie stood before the young vampire, blocking her escape. "Don't go."

"It's so easy to say, isn't it."

It wasn't a question, not really. Not like you ask someone what two plus two is. It was a statement. It was a comparison.

Rosalie refused to give up, or to give in.

"Yes, it's very easy to say. Just like it is easy to say I am here and I will not leave, I am yours forever and I will never mess up. Everything that I do, I do for you; every breath I am allowed to take is because you are here, with me." Her words slowed, she was so unsure. Bella looked at her feet, her shoulders slumped. Rosalie feared the young girl wasn't even listening to her. "It is so easy to say I am sorry, but it feels impossible to show you how much I mean it."

Bella tightened up her shoulders, clenched her fists and glared up at her blonde counterpart. With her teeth clenched tight Bella spoke quietly and carefully. "You really still don't get it." Not allowing the appearances of Leah, Nahuel, or Huilen distract her, nor allowing Rosalie to interrupt her, Bella spoke louder and faster. "You're just so sorry. All you ever are is sorry. You're afraid, you're terrified; you're hurt, you're useless. It's entirely your fault; you can't help your actions. You're protecting me, you're protecting yourself." Bella's voice rose to a fearful shout as the group looked on in awe. "Well maybe it's not just about you! Maybe it's not all your decision! Have you ever stopped to think about that? Have you ever stopped to think that there are two of us in this?! You think it's just you making one mistake after another and that if you come here and just apologize then I will forgive you and everything will be okay! Well you know what?!"

Taking large steps forward causing Rosalie to step back in unison, Bella pushed her body against the tall blonde, face to face and surrounded by an aura of devastation. Rosalie feared the crackling energy would complete the destruction of the large boulder her back was now pressed up against. For a small moment, Rosalie almost feared Bella would destroy her, but even cornered, afraid, and unable to defend herself, the older vampire couldn't spend a millisecond believing her love would attack her. The revelation hit her hard and a breath of air popped out of her. She could still die of a broken heart, there was no doubt of that, but for the first time in her life, Rosalie had allowed all of her barriers to come down and she was not afraid.

Bella, unaware of her mate's discovery, barely reacted to the physical change in Rosalie's once proud physique. As the blonde's body softened and her stance gave in, Bella threw up her own walls and attacked verbally.

"I am done with this! You are not forgiven, you will never be forgiven." Bella's voice started to break as the words came spilling out. "This is the end, the big finale; what you've been waiting for." As her voice fell, so did her confidence. She stepped back, her body swaying uneasily. It was if she had given the ending blow to herself. In a hoarse whisper she concluded. "I am not going to let you hurt me again."

Silence filled the forested mountain. The animals seemed to hush; the vampires stilled their breath, even Leah feared to be heard. Bella stared into Rosalie's golden eyes seeing her own black ones reflected against the shining color. She looked away quickly, turning her body to leave. With one step, Bella began a sprint even Edward would not be able to catch up to. She was going to leave, going to keep her past behind her and travel to where no one could follow her scent. She would separate herself from all others to protect herself from all of the pain she had endured in the past year. She would be free; Rosalie would be free.

But instead of freedom, Bella was stopped by a growling, short hybrid. He had moved so swiftly and so silently, Bella had not even accomplished three steps. It was as if he had moved himself to block her exit before she even knew she was running away.

He stood in front of her, staring at her with strong, brilliantly teak black eyes.

Bella froze.

The silence continued.

"You…" Nahuel's breath sounded so strange, Bella wouldn't have recognized it as the boy's if she had not been staring at him. It was low, calm, soft. It was filled with so much emotion. "You will not leave." The soft voice carried like a soothing melody. Bella thought she might be entranced; her legs ceased the ability to move and her head swam with nothingness. Only the words got through. "You cannot keep putting yourself through this. You cannot keep putting Rosalie through this." The words sank in and Bella had an urge to lash out. This was not her fault. "This is not your fault."

"It's my fault." Rosalie walked up to Bella's back, reaching her hands around and hugging the girl from behind.

"This is not your fault." Nahuel looked up at Rosalie, attempting to convey his thoughts. His voice remained certain and suave, but Rosalie could see the fear in his eyes. Ignoring the quick glance to Leah, the tall blonde tilted her head slightly and continued to listen intently. "This is not anyone's fault." The tall blonde felt her Bella sway slightly, so she tightened her arms around the girl, holding her up. Gratefully, Bella leaned into the hug, breathing in the scent of the hug, the scent of the arms, the scent of everything around her.

Nahuel stepped forward, reaching his hand out to rest on Bella's open shoulder. He looked Rosalie in the eye, then Bella. He made sure each girl would understand what he was about to say.

"The both of you are a pair of complete imbeciles." He then shook his head in disbelief and started rambling on in Spanish. "How could two people so perfect for each other play such horrible games?! You lie, you run off, you fight; and it never ends! You take a small issue and you explode it into a mountain of horse sh…"

"Okay, okay!" Rosalie tried to the cut the hybrid off, but he just kept up with his blathering. Leah quickly went to his side and tried to calm him down. She didn't succeed much, but she did take his attention away from the two girls.

Rosalie stood with her mouth agape and her arms wrapped protectively around Bella. The younger vampire's eyes were wide and her hands held tight to the solid arms encircling her. They were both speechless.

Huilen shook her head and laughed quietly to herself. She was used to Nahuel and his strange way of showing great annoyance. This was not the first time he left a group speechless and it would doubtless be the last. Then something caught the older woman's attention; the quick movement behind a tree, possibly inconsequential, but coupled with the new scent. Huilen was immediately on guard.

She quickly made her way over to the tree and demanded an audience. "Who is there?" She asked in her common tongue.

"Sorry." It was Emmett, but his scent was mixed with another's, and more than one other.

"I told you it wasn't time yet!" A bell like voice sang out from behind the burly vampire; the voice was followed by a small pixie like girl and a tall boy with reddish brown hair. "You need to slow down Edward, they haven't made up yet."

"But they're hugging."

"They're always hugging. It's how they stand."

"Oh you two have messed it all up. They were going to talk it out and laugh and cry and kiss. Then it would have been all okay! Can't you see this was going to be their last big fight?"

The three began bickering like siblings in front of the Chilean woman. She smiled knowing exactly who Edward and Alice were by the stories Emmett had told. She had to admit, he portrayed the two expertly.

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The group moved into the house, the sun set slowly into the forest; the animals came back to life all around them, but the two girls didn't move from their position.

Rosalie tucked her head into Bella's neck, breathing in her scent until it was the only thing she could smell. Bella leaned into the feeling, moving her head off to the right and exposing more of her neck. Rosalie ran her lips across the small scar marking her love. She hadn't understood it at the time, she knew she had lost control and believed the only thing she could do was leave; she had to protect Bella at all cost, even from herself. But now, after so much time, Rosalie was beginning to believe the young teenager. The scar wasn't a declaration of the monster Rosalie believed herself to be, well, not entirely. It was so much more. Rosalie kissed the scar gently, feeling connected to the injury, the damaged skin. Damaged. It was the perfect word for it, for her, for them.

Bella sighed happily, a smiled spreading across her lips as she allowed her love to caress her with such tenderness. She felt Rosalie's lips press against her skin, her scar, and the lips stretched into a smile as well. And Bella irrevocably knew, knew with every molecule in her body, Rosalie finally understood.

The young teen turned her body around and pressed it firmly against the warm body of her love. The heat radiated from the very core of Rosalie's breast and Bella realized she could hear a beating heart.

Eyes wide, mouth slightly ajar, and confusion covering the girl's face, Rosalie couldn't help but smile at the bewildered teen. She heard it too; the beating of a wild heart, thumping erratically and strongly. Rosalie laughed; even their heart beat was off-kilter. She couldn't wait to tell Carlisle.

Rosalie was then yanked down to eye level with Bella and kissed fiercely. There was no fear, no holding back; this kiss was everything Bella had been trying to tell Rosalie for over a year. The teen pulled back only to get reassurance from the tall blonde. Less than a second later, the two were lost in each other.

On second thought, Carlisle could definitely wait, as well as the rest of the world. Rosalie was occupied with far more important things, like her girlfriend.

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When the sun rose over the high mountains and a new day began, Alice had a quick vision. Her eyes went blank, her body rigid, but her mouth grew into a large smile. The group, having convened in the large living space for several hours, watched on with glee. "We probably won't see those two for a couple of days." Alice said before jumping up and dancing around the room.

"Now wait a minute, Eddie said you couldn't actually see visions involving Bella. So what gives, eh? What did you see?"

Alice bounced in place for a moment before giggling excitedly.

"Oh that's just horrible." Edward laughed in response, having obviously read his sister's thoughts.

"Come out with it!" Emmett grew more excited.

"I just had a little vision of you and Rose."

"Me and Rosalie? Why me?"

"Oh, because you'll be asking for all the juicy details!"

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