-1This chapter is Alice musing about what it was like after Edward left Bella. Takes place in New Moon.

I sat in our house with Jasper. We were laying on our elegant sofa admiring the scenic Alaskan view we could see through our window. It was a shame that such a gorgeous house like ours should be wasted on people who were almost never around to see it. Really, the only person who was constantly around to appreciate our new house was Rosalie. Sometimes, she would even come here without Emmett.

No one liked to be in this house anymore. Esme hated to see her children so upset. Of course, she didn't blame us. How could she blame us for being sad about losing our almost-sister? She always was out hunting or doing something to keep her mind off Edward and Bella. Carlisle, as expected, accompanied her on all of these trips.

It was no secret that Emmett's closest family-member was Edward. Even though they got into countless arguments and were each other's most threatening competition, it was all in fun. Emmett couldn't stand to be with his family and have Edward missing. Emmett's usually light and fun personality completely disappeared after Edward, well, single-handedly destroyed his life.

Every time Edward checked in, I reminded him that it wasn't too late to reverse his severe lack of judgment. That's when he would hang up the phone. After a while, he stopped answering his phone altogether. The last time he called had been three months ago.

I hated seeing Edward like this. I could see that everyone felt the same way - even Rosalie. Jasper was always letting off depression and sorrow. Emmett was morose. Rosalie was glum and couldn't stand sitting around waiting for something to happen. And me? Well, I missed everything. I missed Bella, my best friend and sister. I missed how we all used to be a family. I missed seeing Esme and Carlisle. But most of all, I missed my brother. I missed the piano. I missed seeing the unmistakable glint of joy in his eyes when he looked at Bella.

And here, in Jasper's arms, looking out the window, I could picture it so clearly. Bella, blushing, probably, and Edward reaching his arm around her shoulder to pull her closer. I felt like I could see the change in him more than anyone.

I remember how he was before Bella came along. I could see how he hid his loneliness every time Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper, and I wanted to go out together. He was always looking for something to do. He would do work with Esme to help decorate the house. He would offer to Carlisle to help him out in whatever current hospital he was working at. He played games with Emmett to pass time. I would say that his most efficient pastime was music - playing it or listening to it. He always was desperately searching ways to pass each minute, let alone each day.

My whole family saw a fierce display of Edward's attachment to Bella in the Spring of last year. When he was away from Bella, he could not stop thinking about her. He couldn't get her out of his mind. I will never forget the look in his eyes when he saw Bella, bleeding and broken, on the floor of that wretched ballet studio. We had all been so scared. Jasper was even able to resist her blood. Even if Edward didn't want to change Bella, I had been prepared to do what I needed to do. I was still prepared to do what I needed to do. If I felt like I absolutely needed to change Bella into one of us, I would follow my instincts.

Edward and Bella just belonged together. There was nothing either of them could do about it.

And I knew that somehow, someday, they would be reunited, whether on this world or not.