Alice's POV

After our fun, I left a satisfied Jasper in the armchair while I ran up to our room and changed into un-tattered clothing. I never imagined that the southern gentleman I met months ago, who bowed his head when he met me would be so destructive to clothes. He should wear a sign, danger this man may cause severe fashion damage. I returned to my room with Edward's piece still playing. He hasn't come back. A vision flashed in my head of him pacing by the river. I needed to talk to him. I grabbed a spare shirt for Jasper and skipped down the steps, where I took my place in his lap once again. I handed him the shirt.

"Thank you, darling," He smiled and put on the shirt before wrapping his arms protectively around me.

"Your welcome," I tried hard to smile, masking my guilt over Edward.

"You're worried about him, Lis. I can tell." He said with a grimace.

"He heard you coming and ran off. I thought he would be back by now. He knows that I told you about the kiss and he's trying to avoid certain death."

"He means the world to you, Alice. I would never cause you such pain even if he so rightly deserves it," He said as he caressed my cheek affectionately.

"I should go talk to him," I announced, standing up. He grabbed my hand within a fraction of a second.

"I'm coming with you. He needs to understand what you mean to me," Jasper spoke seriously. I wasn't going to object to this. He has made enough sacrifices as is.

"Alright."

We walked out to the clearing by the small river. Edward must have sensed I was coming but he was shocked when he heard Jasper's thoughts as well.

I leaned up and whispered in his ear, "No secrets, I won't be kept in the dark,"

"Of course, darlin'," He smiled as we intertwined our hands and walked to Edward.

"I guess congratulations are in order," He spoke coldly.

"Thank you, Ed." I smiled and placed a hand on his arm. Jasper flinched at the thought of me touching him again.

"Jasper recommends that I never kiss you again," My brother smirked with a hint of aggression barring through his teeth.

"Is that the cleaned up, version," I lightly elbowed the love of my life and laughed. Edward joined in to give it more harmony. Jasper caught my elbow and brought my hand to his lips, kissing it. Was this some male primal ape way of showing possession? Edward laughed at that one. Jasper quickly wrapped an arm around my waist. I turned slightly to smile at him lovingly. I caught Edward's stare at us. Jasper caught his eye and immediately growled in defense.

Edward ignored his offense, "I understand now. Jasper, I do not covet Alice. I envy your happiness. I envy your happiness, Jasper, with such a breathtaking woman. I envy Emmett for marrying Rosalie, even though I have no romantic interest in her. I hate Carlisle even though he gave me life, home, and a family. And if Tanya had a lover I would despise him too. Just as you two have always known that you would be together, I have always known that I would have a mate, someone different from the rest."

I closed by eyes and suddenly I saw her, a dark haired beauty. Her skin was as pale as ours. She and Edward lay in a meadow on the mountaintops as sun pierced through the clouds to lightly touch their skin. His sparkled but hers did not. He looked into her chocolate brown eyes with his own gold ones. That was his love, his destiny. Mine was with Jasper. I opened my eyes to his jaw-dropping expression. I flashed him a smile before running in the opposite direction with the love of my life following.

"Alice Cullen!" Edward screamed in the distance, completely astounded by what I just showed him. I simply laughed and ran off with Jasper, the man I owe my very existence to, my southern gentleman.