BPOV
I had explained everything that had happened after the Cullens had left, excluding the first week. I told her about the werewolfs, Laurent, and of course about Victoria. First she was mad, saying different things about him, and then she abruptly stopped, and closed her eyes. She was having a vision. It was a good one. When she came back to reality she jumped up from her seat.
"So, Bella, do you want a coke?" She asked me. It was obviously an excuse to leave the room. I didn't feel like questioning her.
"Go ahead, Alice. Go do whatever it is that you need to do without me seeing."
She laughed her angelic laugh, kissed my forehead, and skipped out of the hostpital room.
Minutes later, she returned without my coke.
Alice was, all of a sudden, very happy. Which, for her, was not always a good sign. It was obvious how excited she was the second she stepped back into my room.
I hoped that she had good news for me, but the news might of been that Dr. Gerandy was going to let her give me a makeover right there in the hospital.
"Bella!" Alice danced over to me in the bed. I sat up more, stretching. The IV was taken out, after Alice left the room, because even Dr. Gerandy could see my obvious disdain for it. They had even let me put my own clothes on, instead of the annoying backless hospital gown. For that I was thankful. Alice continued, "Bella, you can go home." I sighed of relief, but Alice kept talking, "Tomorrow, they still aren't sure whether you have a concussion or not." She lowered her voice. "Stupid doctors. You didn't even hit your head when you jumped. How would you have a concussion?" Of course Alice would know how I fell.
She couldn't be that happy because I was leaving the hospital, could she? Unless she was planning on taking me shopping..."Alice, is that why you're so happy all of a sudden?" I asked her.
"Of course not Bella, it's much a bigger thing than you leaving the hospital." She must of seen the inquirery in my eyes, so she continued, "I'm not going to tell you what it is, Bella. Lets just say that...you're going to have a visitor soon."
A visitor? Alice was so secretive. Stupid Visions. So unfair.
"Who is it?" It was worth a try asking. Even though I knew how stubborn she could be.
"Nice try Bella." Dang it! It didn't even phase her.
Fine, I'll just change the subject. "So, Alice, how is everyone?"
"Well," She started, "Jasper and Carlisle are at Cornell. Carlisle is teaching part time and working nights in Ithaca. Jasper is studying philosophy."
"Emmett and Rosalie?" I was only curious about Emmett, because of Rosalie's obvious disdain for me, but it didn't hurt to find out about her too.
"They went on another honeymoon in Europe for a few monthes, but they're back now."
"And Esme?"
"She's restoring a seventeenth century house, a historical momnument."
"Let's not forget you, Alice. What have you been up to?"
She then told me what she had found out about herself. Her name was Mary Alice Brandon. She had a little sister named Cynthia. Cynthia's daughter, Alice's neice, is still alive in Biloxi. She said how she couldn't find out much else about her life, but she found her tombstone, and how the date of her admission to the asylum was the same as the date of her death.
That was everyone. Except...the person who I most wanted to find out about.
"Alice?" I asked cautiously, "What about...Ed-Edward?" I was barely able to choke out his name.
Alice stood up with a smile. "How about I let him tell you himself?" She sauntered out of the room. "See you soon Bella!"
Let him tell me himself? That would mean that he was coming! Edward was coming? Why?
If Alice left for him to come I couldn't do anything but wait. It had to be soon.
A silky voice floated into the room. "Bella Swan?" He must of been at the front desk.
I was going to see him again. Oh, how I wanted to just jump into his arms and grab his shirt and never let go. Just his voice reminded me why I had fallen in love with him. Why I was in love with him.
I took a deep breath, preparing, and then he, in all his beauty, stepped into the room.