Well, this was going to be the last chapter (thus, why i decided to throw in a POV for most of the Cullens) but then i changed my mind!

I will most likely write one more chapter, in Edward or Alice's POV, and then an epilogue.

I want to be able to throw in a small Edward/Jasper moment for the entertainment of both me and all of you :-)

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight :-(

EDPOV

He kept changing course.

I couldn't keep tack of the amount of times he'd suddenly swerve to the side, or leap up into a tree. His overall direction remained heading for the manor, but his constant movements were making it almost impossible for me to catch up with him.

I tried reading his mind, but even he wasn't thinking of which direction he was going to take next. He was blocking his thoughts of where he was moving, replacing them with scenarios in his head of how he would kill Jasper. It was repulsive, and I know I would have been sick if I were human. But I had to know what he was thinking. If he, even for a second, thought of where he would turn then I could catch him.

The constant images of Jasper's death were horrendous, but watching them was the only way I could potentially stop it.

I dug that hole in the forest for a reason, and James was going to be in it.

And then I would kill him.

JPOV

I had never hated myself as much as I did right then.

I ran faster than usual, swerving between the trees expertly. I was done waiting for Edward to come back, and I couldn't stay with the Cullens anymore. Not when all I could feel from Alice now was hurt. It was unbearable to know I had caused that pain to someone I loved - even if it wasn't the same love I had once felt.

But now my mind was in turmoil, forcing me to choose between Edward and my life. Alice told me I should leave Forks - that it was the only way I wouldn't die. Did I even have time left to leave? The moment I finished the thought I dismissed it. I was not leaving, even if I still could. I wouldn't abandon Edward.

I could see the first glimmers of sunlight through the gaps in the trees, spreading along the horizon like several pots of paint had been splashed over the lower half of the clear blue above me. A ripple of pink and orange decorated the sky, a truly beautiful sight to anyone who might find the will to appreciate it.

I couldn't bring myself to care, though.

Not about anything but Edward.

APOV

The vision came barely minutes after Jasper had left.

He was standing in the forest, his eyes closed lightly and his face showing an expression of complete serenity. He could have appeared to be oblivious to what was coming for him, but I knew differently. He was waiting, accepting his fate without trying to fight. And then there was James. The other vampire was approaching Jasper in a crouch, moving forward slowly, savouring the moment that he would strike.

I wanted to scream and tell Jasper to run, or even drag him away myself; but there was no point.

It hadn't happened yet.

I blinked and found myself still sitting in mine and Jasper's- My room.

I wasn't alone now, though. Carlisle and Esme were with me, standing opposite me where I was sat cross-legged on the bed. They wore identical expression of worry, which were perfect for the moment.

I was immediately racked with dry sobs and pulled into Esme's motherly embrace in the same instant.

"What did you see, Alice?" Carlisle asked softly, bending down to my height. He plastered a warm, comforting smile on his face. But I could only think that it was nothing compared to his.

I breathed in deeply before answering, however unnecessary it was.

"I saw him die," I whispered.

My voice didn't sound like my own.

It sounded lifeless.

EMPOV

I still hadn't gotten Rose to stop ranting.

She was pacing the kitchen angrily, her stiletto heels - I don't know how I knew what they were called… - clapping thunderously against the tiled floor. I'd been leaning against the wall the entire time, tapping my foot lightly until she calmed down. I loved Rose more than anything, but God could she scream!

She kept switching between screaming about Jasper appearing out of the blue - like something Jane Austen would write - to how stupid he was for staying when it would only cause his death.

"He should go back to Texas! Hell, even Kansas if it keeps him alive! He can go play with Toto and Dorothy…"

I laughed at the strange turn in Rose's outburst, earning a withering glare from her in return. I knew she wasn't one to laugh at herself. I pushed myself away from the wall and pulled her into my arms, smoothing down her hair with my hand. "You're starting to sound crazy, Rosie," I chuckled, kissing the top of her head affectionately. "Don't you understand where Jasper's coming from, though?" I tried to convince her once again. "He wants to stay for the person he loves."

Rose sniffed once, but I could tell I was managing to sway her slightly with her disapproval of the situation. "Stop being so damn understanding of everything," she grumbled, although I could hear the light-hearted tone in her moaning.

I chuckled and momentarily tightened my hold on Rose before letting her go, staring into her golden eyes and smiling. She smiled back at me - just.

"It's why you love me, babe," I reminded her arrogantly.

Rose rolled her eyes, the smile instantly replaced by a scowl. "I suppose you're right," she sighed, a small smiling turning up her lips ever so slightly. I loved how quickly she could go from angry, to smiling, to scowling, to smiling again.

But the moment didn't last.

Carlisle, Esme and Alice burst into the kitchen; eyes wild and terrified.

"What's going on?" I demanded, attempting to take the authoritative approach for a change.

Carlisle and Esme both looked to Alice as she moved across the room, staring out of the window in a panic. "James is here," she spat out in a hurry. "And he's going to find Jasper."

I saw Rose tense up out the corner of my eye.

It was the first time I'd seen her so afraid.

JPOV

An hour had passed since I left the manor and I still hadn't found Edward.

My only guesses were that he'd either gone back to the Cullens or he'd actually left Forks. But while I doubted he would have gone back, I was even less prone to believe he would just up and leave because of the situation with Alice last night.

Something must have happened, but I wasn't going to carelessly stake out the whole town in my search for him. He would find me if he needed my help.

I was sitting in a clearing in the woods now, my arms resting on my bent knees as I stared up at the brightening sky. It was going to be one of those rare, bright days in Forks.

I was sad I wouldn't see the rest of it.

But I wasn't remorseful of what was going to happen. I know I wouldn't end up wishing I had never come back to Forks. Because my death, someday, I suppose would inevitably occur. But I won't die with regrets now. I came back and I tried. That's all I could have hoped for.

"Well, what do we have here, then? If it isn't Mr Wonderful's sidekick? Thumper! The sensitive side of superheroes."

I didn't flinch at the sound of his voice, nor did I make any other attempt to show my acknowledgement of him behind me. I silently rose to my feet; my face still titled towards the sky and breathed a sigh of release. I could hear him slowly approaching me, probably deciding which limb to detach first.

I didn't really care.

"Well, I thought it was quite creative," he said in mock defence of himself. "But, I guess you had to have been there with poor Edward and me when we made our little joke."

That, I flinched at.

"Ah," James exclaimed. "Reaction at last."

"Where is he?" I growled and clenched my fists by my sides, still refusing to turn or open my eyes.

James laughed spitefully, his feet crunching against the fallen leaves. "Too far away to save you."

And then I was flying through the air. I collided with the thick trunk of one of the surrounding trees, knocking it straight over with a roaring crash. The brief disorientation I felt did not pass quick enough, though. James's hand was on my throat at once, holding me against the fallen tree with brutal force. I only opened my eyes then, to be met by a pair of shining, amber orbs.

"Enjoy death, Thumper," he spat.

AAHHH!! Cliffy! I'm not very good at them though. I can't deal with suspense, so i try to avoid it as much as possible.

Well, the next update will probably be FRiday (the original message for this update was erased due to several comments of it 'ruining' the storyline *major pout on my behalf*)

So'n'Fi
xxxxx