ALASKA

It had been quite in the house. Esme nervously fidgeted not knowing what to do in the cold weather; the frozen grounds were something she hadn't been accustomed to for a while. Emmett played a video game without really paying attention to it. The little red car zoomed through virtual streets and crashed into almost everything. Rosalie had gone out to pick up something's with Tanya. Carlisle was busying himself at a local hospital. Jasper was across the room from his wife thumbing though some books. Alice had been sitting still; staring out the window. The vision of Bella hit her full force making clutch herself. She felt the cutting of her broken heart, the tears that seemed to never stop, the coldness of her every day, but above it all she saw Mike Newton. Alice whimpered as the vision faded into nothing. "Keep her safe, make her whole, make her live," she cried. Seeing her best friend so broken was shattering her dead heart. She rocked back and forth as the words flowed through her and the emotions shocked her dead bones.

"Alice?" Jasper asked concerned for her well being.

"Mend her shattered heart, heal her broken soul, wipe her falling tears, and banish her darkness," she murmured as she rocked back and forth. "Mend, heal, wipe, banish," she repeated over and over again. Jasper was on his knees shaking her shoulders.

"Alice!" his tortured scream sounded throughout the house. Emmett and Esme were at his side at in a second.

"What's going on?" Emmett said fearfully falling to his knees right next to him.

"Forgive me …forgive me," she stopped rocking, looked up at the ceiling. An odd shiny substance gathered in her eyes. "Having no soul has led me on the path of damnation; I walk the path of deceit and have let them over take, though I know that love for thy self and for thy brother, I have deceived and left my sister." She looked at Jasper now. Her pale pixie face was not longer perfect. Streaks of a darker white now lined her eyes like freshly cried tears.

"What is everyone doing here?" she smiled in question. "Are we going somewhere?" she cocked her head to the side. "No…" she shook her head not seeing any decisions. Jasper reached up to wipe the streaks but they weren't going anywhere.

"Alice…baby….what did you just see…" his voice fearful as his fingers continued to try and wipe the whiteness. She took his fingers.

Her face was a mask of confusion.

"Your vision, you wouldn't stop rocking," he tightened his hold on her hand. His free hand continued to try and wipe. Her eyes were down cast as she took his moving hand in hers.

"Stop…it won't come off…it won't go away," her voice shook. Jasper quickly stood bringing her with him and held her tightly in his arms. She was still and did not react to him.

"He can demand that I don't look for her future, he can make us move across the country, he can forbid us to contact her, he can delete her from his thoughts….not all of them of course; but fate will always win in the end." Alice let go of his hands and walked over to the immense window that donned the right side of the room. She leaned against the glass plane…her forced breath making a small circle.

"Ed-, Alice, what do you mean?" it was Emmett this time. His voice was a serious tone that was so unfamiliar to his constant laughs.

"We can't assume that something broken can be whole again…" she turned and glanced at the crystal vase that danced with a myriad of colors. She walked over to it and picked it up. "However beautiful it began," the corner of her lip twitched as she turned the vase in her hands. She paused and let the vase just slip through her fingers. It crashed to the floor…the sound finally waking the three other vampires in the room.

"Alice!" Esme gasped she moved a bit but Emmett stopped her gripping her arm. Alice turned to Esme melancholy etching her face. She looked back at her husband, her eyes beginning for understanding.

"But you see Jasper…the pieces are sharp, they are many," she kneeled picking up a piece. She squeezed the shard in her hand; enough to make it a couple of more pieces. "The more you try to hold it together; the easier it breaks apart." She let the little pieces fell from her fingers. She looked at her family.

"But Jassy!" her smile sad. "Someone who cares enough can begin to put these pieces together," she produced a small super glue bottle from her pocket. She put two pieces together and her smile never fading. She held up the pieces she had glued. "Though it will never be the same, it is becoming whole again you see….just like Beautiful…Beautiful will be ok," she set the pieces on the ground.

"Beautiful?" Emmett whispered to Jasper.

"Alice, please you're scaring us…" Jasper took her face in his hands.

"My lovely Jasper, always so true, but we no longer have to worry…she will be put back together she will!" she said in delight. Jasper grimaced at the oddness of her words. "Beautiful will be back…" but her eyes fell again. "If...if we see her again, I only hope she will be able to forgive us…" she laid her head against Jasper's chest.

"Bella," it dawned on Emmett. Esme held Emmett's hand with a force she could never remember using before. Alice sighed against Jasper her fingers playing with the fabric of his shirt. He kissed the top of her head. Anguish began to try and seep through Alice's skin.

"Jasper…please…please stop, just love me and stop worrying," she mumbled against him. He quickly tried to push those feelings back into the crevices of his mind. But he knew he played a major part on the departure from Forks. If he would have just been stronger he could have stopped the pain that shone in Alice's eyes. He ran his fingers through her short hair and motioned to his family that it was time for them to go. Alice looked up at him her eyes searching him and his just hoping that his love was enough.

From the window you could see Twilight begin. "Bella was breakable, very breakable, but she will be ok, someone loves her enough," she smiled sadly again. She held him close again. "What we did is unforgiveable…" she began swaying with him a bit. They stayed in silence together; letting the words sink and the moment be.

Thank you for your time. Hope you enjoyed it. (Same ole' disclaimer: Stephanie Meyers characters)