Hi all,

Thank you for sticking with me, I know it can be frustrating to read stories when they don't flow as well as you'd like. I kind of wish I could give this story to an experienced writer that could really make it shine, but I suppose you're stuck with me. I think the plot has potential, but it's overshadowed by my inexperience story writing, So I'd like to apologize to anyone else feeling the same frustration I do.

-Byher

Four days after Bella is bitten by Victoria.

Alice's point of view

Looking around mine and jasper's second-floor bedroom is comforting, it looks exactly like our last one in Forks. Esme has outdone herself with the design of this new house. Outside of our bedroom, the house is completely different, but Esme must have known I wanted some familiarity. She must still feel the sorrow of having to leave our home in Forks, she loves it dearly, but she also respected Edward's decision to leave. After what happened at Bella's birthday we all understood his need to protect her, I just honestly didn't think he would be able to stay away from her this long. Jazz still feels terrible about what happened and blames himself for Edward's instance to stay away from Bella. Bella… hmm… that's strange, why can't I see you? Focusing on Bella I try to look into the future but come up blank, it's like something is surrounding her existence and blocking it from me. She must be fine though because I would have seen if anything was going to happen to her. I've been watching out for her, ensuring she stays safe and no major accidents are going to occur. Why is Bella's future being so Frustratingly obstinate about appearing, where are you Bella?

I dejectedly sigh "What is happening," and can hear the frustration leaking out into my tone. I turn to Jazz because I can feel his gaze, he's probably worrying about me. His eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and he has a questioning look in his eyes, So I tell him "I don't know why but Bella's future has disappeared. I can't find her. This is so frustrating I just saw Bella a few days ago, her future was clear." She was bundled up in that calamity of a green jacket of hers, crying in her truck. She kept mumbling about Edward. she looked sad but healthy, with a flush of blood in her cheeks and a look of purpose in her eyes.

Jasper in a reassuring tone says "you'll find her, Bella's ok. You said it yourself you just saw her a few days ago. Maybe you need to clear your mind for a bit." And with a slightly more accented tone says "love, we should go hunt" stressing the word hunt. And I'm not sure if it's his words from before, his gift for controlling emotions, or that he just wrapped a comforting arm around me that calms me down.

So I say "ok, but if I catch the largest pray you have to tell Esme were leaving south to visit with Peter and Charlotte for a few weeks." I here an immediate groan of annoyance from the thought that provokes, then jasper flashes me a grin and says "race you" simultaneously letting me go and jumping out the open window. I hear him land with a soft thud on the ground below. I yell after him "its unbecoming to cheat jazz" smiling widely and run after him.

Running is mostly done on instinct and doesn't distract me from the curious thought, why can't I see Bella's future? Maybe Bella is undecided about something and her futures not settled enough. No, that can't be it. If that was true I'd still be able to see her, it just wouldn't be a clearly formed picture more like disorderly fragments. This feels more like she is just out of my sight, there but unseen. It's a new disturbing sensation, I irrationally feel antagonized by it so I push it away.

Jaspers just up ahead now. I can smell lunch; he must be following the sent of the bear I smell. I can hear two distinct heartbeats just up ahead. There must be two bears, maybe a mother and its cub. When I enter the clearing with the bear's jasper has just pounced on the slightly smaller one. Its definitely a cub, very young but almost full grown in size. I lunge for the mother and bite into her neck. When the bear is drained I drop her from my grasp and leave her to nature.

"I guess you win," jasper says with a cocky grin on his face that quickly transforms into an enchanting smile as he gazes at me. "only because you let me win Jazz," I say laughing. He's so sweet trying to distract me, so I leap towards him playfully. He catches me effortlessly, wrapping his arms around my midsection and lifting me into the air. After spinning me around a few times he stops and I lean down and kiss him on the center of his nose, then caress his cheek with my hand and say "thank you". He asks "feel better"

" yes… and no, I don't know if ill truthfully feel better until I figure out what going on. Why I can't see Bella anymore." In a more somber tone I ask " Jazz, do you think Edward should know about this? "

"I don't know… probably. Not without me there though, he's not going to react well and might need some help controlling his emotions. Maybe we should wait until we know more, we may be overthinking this. Are you sure something is wrong or are you just unable to see her, you can try calling her house when we get back?''

" All I know right now is that the future I have seen for her is gone. I haven't seen anything actually happen to Bella. It's good that I haven't seen anything bad happen to her, but not great that I can't see anything, it doesn't make any sense." I lean over and kiss him with a quick peck on the lips and say " I think calling is an excellent idea Jazz, lets head back"

As I run back to the house, I start to think about how furious Edwards going to be if he finds out I called. It's probably best for everyone's health that he doesn't find out. Then I'd have to hear him fret over it for months and I'll probably never hear the end of it. I did promise to distance myself and not contact her, but this is not a social call. Something could be wrong, I am not calling to ask about the latest fashion trend. Although, I do want to get her into something more flattering than that horridly unpleasant green jacket she was sporting in my last vision. I mean it's an eyesore, positively criminal, maybe a nice violet-colored cashmere V-neck.

"No Alice," I tell myself aloud to remind myself of my other pledge I made to Edward. He made me promise no clothes would be sent to Bella, not even anonymously. Jasper Is giving me an odd look so I slightly shake my head and say "it's nothing"

We both don't bother with the front door, preferring to instead just jump back through our bedroom window. No one is home to socialize with downstairs anyway, Carlisle and Esme went to Isle Esme after Esme finished the design on this new house, they won't be back for another two weeks. Emmett and Rosalie haven't even been to the new house yet, they decided to take another honeymoon away from Edwards relentless sighing. And Edward left a few days after Carlisle and Esme saying he wanted to be alone. I saw a vision of him in Tokyo and… yep, I can see his future clearly, he's going to be there for another week. His eyes are pitch black though so I'm a little wired, he can be such a masochist.

I take my cell out of my pants pocket and scroll in my contacts to the one that says, Bella's house DON'T CALL, I press call. The phone rings for a while, I am just about sure no one will pick up when I hear Charlie's morose voice answer the phone with, Swan residence.

"Hi Charlie its Alice Cullen, is Bella home right now, I just had a quick question for her." I am answered with a long silence. I can here Charlie clear his voice several times then he finally speaks. " I am sorry to have to tell you this over the phone Alice but… Bella is… I mean… well, she's gone… Bella died." Then I hear a loud sob from Charlie and a quick "I've got to go," then the click as the phone is disconnected.

I gaze up at Jasper, my eyes are wide and sorrowful. I know he could hear the phone call and by the look he is giving me he can sense my intense grief. His arms are around me in an instant his hand rubbing calming circles on my back. "I am so sorry Alice," he says softly. Then I start to feel less horrified and I am grateful to jasper and his ability to influence emotions.

I voice my thoughts, " how could this happen, what do we do Jazz"? Before he can attempt an answer, I answer myself "there is nothing we can do, she's already gone". Then I hear a loud sob escape my throat, followed swiftly by Jasper lifting me completely off the ground and cradling me in his arms close to his chest. As he walks over to the bed and sits down with me in his lap I tuck my face into the crock of his neck.

"oh my gosh… How are we going to tell Edward? This is going to destroy him, we need Carlisle" I say in a voice I am using all my strength to make steady. It must not have been steady enough for Jasper, because I feel a wave of calmness settle over me.

Jasper looks down at me and says "I'll call Carlisle and Esme, then Emmett and Rosalie and let them know what's happened. I'm sure they'll all get here as soon as they can." Then he gives me a tight hug and sits me down next to him on the bed, giving my forehead a light kiss as he gets up.

He grabs his phone off the nightstand and walks out of the room to make his calls. He probably sensed I could use a few moments to collect my thoughts and work through the sadness and confusion. It baffles me that I didn't see this coming.

I can here jasper downstairs on the phone, and a moment later my mind is reeling with the rapidly changing future. I can see Carlisle and Esme boarding a private plane, they'll be here by tomorrow midday, followed closely by Rose and Emmett's arrival.

When jasper enters our bedroom I fill him in, letting him know what going to happen. After i spend the night and morning cuddled up in jaspers' arms on the couch in the living room.

Around midday when Carlisle and Esme enter the living room, both Jasper and I stand, and Esme makes her way over to us and gives me a long hug. When she lets go she asks "how are you both," in a worried maternal tone. I assure her "I'm ok" but she doesn't look convinced, so I elaborate, "really I am, I still feel sad, I'm sure we all do however during the night I gained a wider perspective. I spent most the night thinking about what this will do to Edward, he's going to need us all ".

Esme replies with a soft "I know honey," and then even softer with a mournful sigh "your right Edward will need us, but I don't know if he will accept the help".

That's when Carlisle speaks in a strong steady comforting voice, " Edward will see reason eventually, he loved her deeply and her loss is a tragedy that will surely break him, but we can't let it shatter him beyond repair. We can't let him destroy himself with grief, like all of us Bella wouldn't want that for him".

He's right, Bella wouldn't want that, she loved him far too much for her to ever wish him harm.