"Alice?" A slow, gentle voice whispers in my ear. My eyes open to the most handsome face I've even seen. It's the same face I've been in love with for over 100 years. Jasper's hand edges up my arm and to my neck, his fingertips tracing circles on my skin. We lay side by side on our bed:our new,yet old, bed. "What did you see?" The concern in his eyes amazes me. The human love that seeps out of him is impossible, yet I see it in his face every day.

"I never.." I whisper, caressing his chin. His eyebrows move together and he takes in anything that will fill the spaces. I try not to let my feelings creep into the air. I doubt if it worked.

"What did you see, Alice?"

"I told you, there wasn't---"

"Alice. My beautiful, fascinating, Alice. We both know you weren't sleeping."

I smile shyly at him.

"I could of been dreaming." I whisper shyly into his ear.

"Oooh."He seductivly moans, pulling me closer against him. I lay the fingertips of my right hand on his torso. "And what would that dream be?" I raise my body above his, rolling him onto his back. My hands slide behind his neck and I pull his face to my neck. That's not where his intention lay, because his lips - and tounge - roam lower. His slow, passionate kisses send my mind crazy, and I let out a giggle as his hands smooth up my thigh. Letting him slowly kiss me until I am face to face again with him.

"What did you see, my love?"

I stare into his eyes, carelessly touching his eyebrow. " A fire." I whisper again.

"Where?"

"Bella and Charlie's house is completely burned down."

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Our 'temporary sleeping space' ( NOT OUR HOME) is small size. No furniture, except for enough beds and a couple of chairs to sit if our minds will us to. There is only five of us now. Rosalie,Emmett,Esme,Jasper and I. Carlisle comes back every few days to make sure we are all alright, or to clutch Esme close to him, before leaving again. He will not tell us why. Maybe Esme knows. She doesn't let on if she does.

Edward is - well I don't really know where he is. None of us do. Maybe Carlisle knows. He doesn't let on if he does. Edward is completely, and in his own fault, heartbroken. I am sympatheitc with his outcome, but I feel more for Bella. Edward, all he did, was take us all away from our home. I am angry at him for this, and luckily he's not around to figure it out. Bella didn't see it coming. I wish I could of been there to comfort her afterwards, but Edward made me promise. He would of found out, and I can't go on without my brother close by me. That is why I'm going through such a hard time now, but Jasper -my Jasper- is always there, comforting me in any way possible. Oh, I love him so much. We haven't seen Edward since the day after we left,but he did give us a phone number if something came up that he HAD to know. I haven't called him. I know he would be happy to hear my voice, but every time I think of anything to do with him, my human instinct that lies somewhere deep down inside, creeps up and I want to cry. Sometimes I wish I could.

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"Have you ever thought about just telling him how you feel?" Rosalie asks. We sit, indian style, facing eachother. Our hands rest on our knees, exactly in the same place. She looks at my face, she might see something there that I don't feel."Call him."

"No." I say.

"You're so difficult."

"As are you Rose."

Emmett enters the room and sits beside Rosaline. He turns he head to speak to me.

"We've called secretly to see what's going on in Forks." His face always has a trace of humour hiding in it.

"And?" I say. I'm trying to make my voice sound as casual as possible.

"Charlie and Bella have moved in with that Billy Black from the the reserve." His face turns agile for a moment, probably mimicing mine.

" Who did you ask?" Rosalie states. Concern, very little but still, is seen in her iris's.

" I called one of the police officers that Charlie works with." He concludes. Rosalie and I both nod. "Well." he stands up and rubs his head."I'm hungry. Are you, my sweet?" He turns to Rosalie, holding out his hand to her. She smiles wickedly, her bare teeth opening in a whisp.

"You know exactly how to please me darling." She stands up and within seconds they are both gone.

Billy Black, the father of Jacob, the one who 'went after' Bella. That's gotta be fun for her. Unless, they are together now. That doesn't surprise me in the least.

Esme walks in and stands there looking at me. I slant my head and smile at her. She smiles in return, her mouth slightly opening, showing her teeth.

"I'm hungry too." I stand up. "Let's get Jasper."

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R: "Did Alice tell you?"

E: "Rose, I haven't spoken to Alice for months."

R: "You should call her. Did Carlisle tell you?"

E: "Tell me what?"

R: "Oh. Maybe I'm not suppost to tell you..."

E: "Tell me what?"

R: "Oh. Uh. Never mind."

E: "ROSALIE. Tell me."

R: "Fine. You're so pushy. Alice had a vision."

E: "Oh."

R: "A special vision."

E: Aren't they all special?"

R: "This one had to do with a certain special someone."

E: "Bella?"

R: "Yes."

E: "What.er. What was this vision concerning..."

R: "Something has happened?"

E: "Is she okay?!"

R: "Yes. Ed. There was a fire."

E: "Charlie --"

R: " Is fine, but their house is not."

E: "Oh."

R: "Well, wait until you find out who they're staying with."

R: "Edward?"

E: "Yes?"

R: "Don't you want to know."

E: "I do. I'm afraid to hear the answer."

R: "I thought you weren't afraid of anything.."

E: "Rose. Tell me."

R:"Crazy werewolf loving, Billy Black. And his son."

R:"Edward?"

R:"haha Edward."

R: "Ed?"

E:"Call me when you have important information."

R:"Ed--"

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