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A/N: Hello! Thank you to everyone that reviewed! I was rereading the last chapter and I realized I accidentally slipped into 1st person point of view for a couple of lines, so I want to apologize for that. So…I hope you like it!

Jasper heaved himself to his feet, still fighting against his clouded mind. Gathering up a handful of energy, he tried to speak, but just ended up letting out a strangled sob.

Edward was too busy to notice.

Alice sat on the ground, her tiny hands gripping her short locks of black hair tightly. She rocked back and forth, moaning lowly. Her plain cotton dress was rippled around her, giving the impression of green waves.

"What did you see Alice?" Edward asked harshly.

Jasper's guard went up, and he pushed away a primitive growl that was building at the back of his throat. His instinct was to protect Alice. To dash across the clearing and throw him to the ground, wrapping his deadly hands around Edward's throat.

But he resisted. Because he knew what Edward was dealing with. He could feel his emotions. So he compromised. He wouldn't strangle Edward, but he wouldn't let him speak to Alice that way either.

"Edward, let me get her to speak. I think I can calm her down now." Jasper spoke quietly, putting precision into every syllable.

Edward nodded stiffly and strode off into the woods, the preferred place of solitude when someone in their little brigade wanted to be alone. Jasper delivered dark glances to the remaining people in the field, Emmett and Rose. Emmett turned and clumped into the woods without comment, but Rosalie shot the glare right back at him. Then her face cleared and she looked at Jasper curiously, before turning on her heel and jogging in after Emmett.

As soon as the sound of their footsteps faded Jasper darted straight to Alice, dropping down on his knees beside her. He wrapped his long arms around her, pulling her onto his lap.

She stopped moaning the second their skin made contact. She looked up at him curiously, her eyes ringed with exhaustion.

"It doesn't hurt as bad." she whispered.

"What do you mean Alice?" Jasper asked, but he already knew. He could feel the pain slowly drain from her. Now her emotions showed signs of a dull ache instead of the needle sharp pain from before.

"What are you doing?" Alice asked.

"Nothing. I'm not doing anything." Jasper answered.

Alice just nodded as if this all made perfect sense. Jasper was still reeling. Then he coughed, remembering what he was supposed to do.

"What did you see?" he asked gently, making his words as soft as possible.

He knew Alice was scared.

"They're in Biloxi." she answered simply, tracing a pattern on the soft grass.

"Oh."

Without further comment Jasper stood up, rubbing the dirt off his jeans. He held out a calloused hand for Alice. She grasped it tightly, pulling herself to her feet.

She tried to take a step forward, but her legs gave out, sending her stumbling. Jasper grabbed onto her waist, pulling her close before scooping her up in his arms.

"Dizzy?" Jasper asked worriedly, a deep frown set on his face.

"Yeah." Alice answered, trying to give Jasper a tired smile. It looked more like a grimace. He just raised his eyebrows before gently laying her down in the front seat of the pickup.

"Now Alice, don't go trying to make a grand escape without me." Jasper teased, trying to calm her nerves.

"Hmm…I don't think I'd make it more than two steps this weak." she acknowledged.

Jasper nodded. She had a point.

He wiped a few strands of her hair from her clammy face, feeling his emotions drop steeply.

He hated seeing Alice so sick.

He'd lived without her for twenty three years, but never in all that time had he ever felt so helpless. Not when he'd watched who he thought to be the love of his life walk away from him without a backward glance. Not even when he was being forced to fight for that vile, inhumane army. Of course, both of those things were connected. He quickly brushed off those thoughts.

But Alice had already caught some of them.

"Jasper, you made the headaches go away. That's more then I ever could of asked for. You're incredible." she murmured, and even if he couldn't feel the honest tenor to her emotions, her voice was pure truth. He could never doubt her.

He mustered up a smile for his Alice, before leaning down to kiss the top of her head lightly. Then he froze, realizing what he'd done. It had felt so natural, so right, that he hadn't even questioned the thought of the subtle show of affection. Alice just smiled.

"Sleep well, Alice." he murmured. She closed her all knowing eyes. He turned and started walking.

"Jasper?" she called out, her voice questioning.

"Yes?" he murmured, walking back over to the truck window.

"What did you mean when you said to not try to make an escape…without you?" Jasper bit his lip.

"I want to get you out of here Alice." he whispered, his voiced laced with pain and shame. Pain for Alice's hurt and terror from the visions. Shame at the thought of betraying Edward.

Alice's weary eyes widened, her heart rate speeding up in sync with her rapid breathing.

"Calm down Alice, you're too tired to think about it right now. We'll talk in the morning. I would never decide anything without your consent." he whispered soothingly.

She pursed her lips, but reluctantly closed her eyes. Jasper stayed positioned there until he heard her breathing even out. With a deep sigh he turned and made his way into the woods. He stomped through the undergrowth, not bothering to mute his heavy footsteps. His emotions swirled, put he ignored them, focusing on finding Edward.

He spotted him leaning up against a partially rotten tree. He stayed hidden in the shadows for a moment longer, making sure his breathing was in check.

Then Edward suddenly lashed out, swinging a sure fist, which collided soundly with the decayed tree. It fell to the ground with a muted thud. Like a fallen warrior.

Edward swung again, unleashing his anger on the helpless trees. He connected his fist with another rotten one, but felt no relief as it toppled to the ground.

He wanted pain.

His eyes darted around, searching for a solid surface. He found a sturdy oak and rammed into it, his shoulder stinging from impact. He smiled. He punched it, relishing the throb of his fist as it slammed into the unyielding bark. He felt is knuckles crunch, and he savored the sound, soaking it in. With one last punch for good measure, he dropped to the ground, burying his face in his hands.

For a brief moment he remembered how he used to bury his face in his wife Bella's hair, inhaling the sweet small of strawberries, and chuckling along with one of her crazy jokes.

Pain stabbed through him, but not physical pain. His heart was in shreds. The physical pain could never fight the other pain off for more then a few minutes, but it didn't stop him from trying. He felt anger, then crushing sadness, his mood swings leaving his mind a step behind.

He could just imagine what Bella would say, how she would tease him and tell him to lighten up, to live. But he couldn't live without her. He roared, his voice echoing through the forest, vibrating off the trees.

Then Jasper stepped out from the shadows, ghosting over and sitting down beside him. Edward felt the serenity wrap around him as Jasper used his gift more forcefully than usual. He shoved Jasper, his eyes full of hate.

"Lay off Jasper, just tell me what the girl said." he growled.

"She's in Biloxi, Edward." he stated in the calm and collected voice that Edward despised. Edward nodded stiffly, catching his breath and pulling himself to his feet.

"We'll head out now. Let's go." he stated eagerly.

So they went.

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