I came to after I felt the engine of the car shut off and was assaulted with blinding LED shop lights.

Edward had opened my door, but quickly retreated afterwards. I scooted sideways and gently stumbled out of the car. Visions like those always had me offbeat for a while after. I clutched Jasper's jacket to my chest and let his scent calm me. I looked to the corner of the garage and saw Jasper leaned over, clutching the side of an ice chest, Carlisle by his side with his hand gripped tightly on his shoulder.

The moment seemed private and intense, so I waited until Carlisle moved to enter the house. Jasper was rinsing his mouth in the sink, so I could only assume it was a moment I was never meant to see.

Once he made eye contact with me, I clung to him. He comforted me in a way that no one ever had. I have only ever known safety with him.

"I'm sorry for that Darlin'."

I took that as an invitation to interact with him and I quickly threw myself at his chest. He towered over me, which should have been intimidating, but it was quite the opposite. I would have given anything to just be cradled in his arms, safe from everything and everyone. I felt the tears come at the memory of the vision.

It was so confusing. I was unable to put it all together, but I know that I had seen her before. The vision of Wilhelmina, the Spanish woman from that vision was the same. It couldn't possibly be a coincidence.

"It's alright Darlin'. You're safe here. She can't get to you here." He lifted my face to meet his. I reluctantly obeyed, but felt better after seeing his face. His eyes were a brilliant amber color. I got lost in the swirls of orange and gold, utterly mesmerized.

"Won't you tell me what you saw?"

I pondered it…He had a right to know, but I would have to admit that I withheld this from him. I couldn't stand for him to be angry at me. The thought brought new tears to my eyes.

He held out his hand for me in comfort. I instantly took it, wanting to cling to him before he decided to be angry with me. Being this vulnerable and meek was not a usual occurrence, but neither was the situation. I had already been so embarrassed at the dance, what was a few more moments? I glided into place beside him as he walked toward the door, but thought better of it as I pulled behind him. I hooked one of my fingers into a belt loop, afraid he would too take off running.

We walked to the great room we had gathered in before. There was already a blanket laying in a grey, weathered, oversized, leather chair with antique rivets lining the seams. I had been putting together that each member had a place in that room that reflected who they were. The chair I had been in before…I could only imagine that was intended to be for me…the before me. That would likely make the leather chair Jasper's. It fit with what I had observed from him, his past included.

His past…

He guided me to the chair, lifted the blanket onto his arm, pulled me into his lap, and covered me with the blanket. As jarring as it was to be so intimate in front of his entire family, I cared much more for the safety his actions had cast over me. It felt right. The nervousness in my body that had previously reacted to what he was, was long gone. I new not of fear with him now…only of losing him.

"Can I get you anything hun?" Esme crooned at me. I just shook my head and grabbed her hand in appreciation.

The rest of the family curled in on themselves in attempts to make themselves less threatening no doubt.

"Is there something we should be immediately worried about Alice?" Carlisle pushed in a fatherly manner, undoubtedly in efforts to protect the rest of the family.

"No…it's not like that," I hesitated, looking to Edward for his read on the situation. He furrowed his brow and moved his head up and down in encouragement.

"I…I've been piecing together what happened."

"At the dance?" Esme inquired with peaceful eyes.

"No…What happened…before." I murmured. "I've been having these visions, or flashbacks really. They sort of go together like a puzzle, but everything is always going so fast, it's really hard to comprehend."

"If they are from when you were a vampire, that is likely. For a human, at least in part, as you are…the details of a memory would be a lot for you to process, certainly at great speeds." Carlisle offered.

I nodded… "They all sort of focus around her…I think she was involved. There's always these dark and hooded figures as well," Esme grabbed at Carlisle's hand and exchanged a worried look. Jasper seemed to rumble underneath me, but not in any way I was frightened of.

"The night after we all met, I had this horrible nightmare. It was mostly in Spanish…or Italian? I'm not really sure. I just know that the Spanish vampire, she made a deal with the figures…She had a small child with her…I think she was my grandniece? Jasper mentioned I had family in Mississippi of the same name." I paused and grabbed my head. I felt a major migraine coming on from recalling what I could of these visions.

Jasper raised his cold hand to my head and replaced my own. An action for which I was extremely grateful.

"She wanted Jasper…I'm sure of it…That is what she was getting from the exchange. The figures seemed to only be interested in me. They said something about me not remembering. That's all I can really put together." I apologized as I pushed myself back into Jasper's chest.

"I think that's enough." Rosalie demanded as she rose from her spot next to Emmett. She walked up to me, seeming like she was going to pick me up. Jasper moved so quick it had hardly registered. I was alone in the chair now, Jasper crouched in front of me ready to attack her.

"Jas…" I lulled as I reached out to touch his shoulder. That seemed to be his disarm button. I had seen Carlisle do it many times to him. That spot seemed smoother than the rest of his body. Through the silk of his shirt I could feel that there was but one single solitary crescent shape there. Not overlapped like the rest of them.

He seemed to melt into my touch as he returned upright to face me. He reached his hands out for me and I leaned into him easily. He lifted me, allowing me to wrap my legs around his waist as he draped the blanket over my back.

"We can figure out more of this later, I'm taking Alice up to rest." Jasper announced with no argument from the others.