Author's Note: Hi everyone, chapter 4, the only reason this is up so quickly, is because i'm home from school, sick with a cold and sore throat, so i can't talk.

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Ok, a lot of you (if you've read New Moon, which I'm guessing most to you have and if you haven't read it now, or be prepared for some line spoilers) anyway, those who know New Moon, probably will recognise some of the conversation between Alice and Bella, from Chapter 19. Race, i used a bit of their conversation, but i changed it around and stuff, so that it is in my wording, but still

Disclaimer: the characters and themes in this chapter and fic, do not belong to me but to Stephenie Meyer.

Also there is a line from Edward, from Twilight.

Chapter 4

Decisions

Bella's Point of View

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why do I have to save him?" I asked her. Alice blinked at me as if I had just blurted out something totally absurd.

Five minutes ago Alice came, pounding to my door and when I had let her in she had gone off a hundred mile an hour about one of her brother's going to Italy to commit suicide and we had to save him. Or more like, I had to save him.

"Because he's the love of your life." She said, her eyes darting frantically to the door.

"Was the love of my life, maybe." I said, turning away from her.

"What's that's suppose to mean." She demanded, suddenly in front of me again. I scowled I hated being cornered like this.

"I mean that, if this guy loved me so damn much, why did he leave me and tell me he didn't love?" I snarled at her. A forgotten hole in my heart suddenly open and I found it was huge and filled to the brim with grief and sadness that I hadn't known was there, started to flow threw me at an amazing rate.

I was pleased to see Alice was speechless for once. She really didn't know what to say to that.

"He thought it was the right thing to do at the time." She stammered

"The thing for who?" I snarled. She glared at me and I glared right on back and we did so for the next couple of seconds.

"He's going to die soon if we don't get moving." She hissed angrily.

"Why should I care?" I hissed back.

"Because he thinks your dead! He's committing suicide because he can't live without you."

"Well, he seems to have been doing fine living without me for the last fifty six years. Why the sudden leap to killing himself now?" I demanded.

"He thought you were still alive and happy, married and with kids and all that crap." She snapped. "He only found out tonight that you had, well, that you "died", tonight. He didn't know before now, cause he wanted to give you a chance at a normal life."

"Well, that worked out just great didn't it." I grumbled more to myself then at her.

She scowled at me for a moment then her face cleared.

"Bella, what's the last name you enrolled in with?" she asked me out of the blue. I blinked at her a couple of times.

"What?"

"What was the last name you enrolled with?" she repented.

"Ah… Masen. Why?" I asked cautiously. She grinned happily at me.

"Masen, is Edward's last name when he was human." She giggled in glee. I scowled at her, though my silent heart gave a tug on its chords.

"What's that got to do with anything?" I demanded; determine not to look at her ever again.

"You still love him, unconsciously maybe, but still, you still love him." She squealed, dodging the cushions off the couch that I threw at her.

"You do realise how much I hate you right now, don't you?" I asked her. She just smiled sweetly up at me. Then she looked thoughtful once more.

"What if I asked you to help me save him, not because of love, but because he's saved you before, actually he's saved you a couple of times and that was before you two even got evolved with each other and he didn't even have to."

I looked at her now, fully in the eye. Oh great, I was apparently still in a life debt with my so called Ex's, that was just brilliant.

"He stopped you from becoming a vampire the first time you where bitted." She said seriously. I stared at her, confused. I had been bitten before?

"Your hand, the crescent scar on it. You were bitten by a vampire, who he and the others killed by the way, and then Edward drank all the poison out of you. He didn't kill you when he was doing it, he loved you too much to kill you even though a part of him was dieing to drink you dry."

I sighed, I couldn't win. I didn't want to go! I wanted to! This guy, Edward, was going to die because of me, because he thought I was dead. I didn't want to be the cause of anymore pain to Alice or the rest of her family and if saving Edward helped them remain happy, then fine, so be it.

"Ok, fine, I'll help." I sighed, Alice flung her arms around me, hugging me fiercely, crying 'thank you, thank you" over and over again.

"Ok, ok, don't we need to go?" I asked and she immediately let go of me.

I grabbed a dark, long hooded jacket and pulled it on, the hood falling over my face, almost totally blocking it from sight.

"Let's go." I said and she grabbed my wrist, pulling at of my apartment, barely giving me time to lock my door.

Then we were running in the night, for the airport.

Well, it's my first day of School today and it looks like I'm going to be missing my second day because I and a vamp girl I barely know, but she says she knows me, are off flying to Italy, to save a guy, who was and is suppose to be the love of my life, who has gone to commit suicide because he thinks I'm dead.

I wonder if this is a sign as to what is to come of my living in Forks.

It was amazing, that even though we ran full speed to the airport we still only had minutes to spare. And then sitting on a plane with nothing to do, when you know you're on a clock that you don't know the time limit to. It's all very frustrating.

The plane rolled lazily from the gate, increasing in speed with gradual steadiness that tortured me.

As soon as we were in the air, Alice's phone rang and she answered it swiftly after the first ring as if she knew exactly who was on the other line. She probably did, I was still warped by the idea that Alice could see the future, it was so cool, but also rather scary, considering what she is seeing at the moment. She told me about her talent in our long talk back at my apartment before things started going haywire.

It took me a moment to realise that she was talking to the love of her life or existence, Jasper, the tall blond, silent vampire I had seen at school today. I glanced at my watch; 1.30am.

Ok, I'd seen him at school yesterday.

I listen carefully to what she was telling Jasper over the phone.

"I can't tell for sure what he is planning; he keeps changing his mind, so I keep seeing him do different things… A killing spree through the city, attacking the guard, lifting a car above his head in the main square… mostly things that would expose them for what they really are – he knows that's the fastest way to force them into…"

"No, you can't." she breathed angrily into the phone. "Tell Emmett no… I don't care… go after him and Rosalie then and bring them back and tell them to wait… Why? Think about it Jasper. If he sees any of us, what do you think he'll do? He'll act faster and more drastic… why am I going?... I'm not alone, Jasper… agh, its hard to explain, just please know I am doing what must be done, we know what we're doing… yes, we! There is a we, I told you I'm not doing this alone. I can't, even if he sees me alone it won't stop him… but we might have a chance if I bring this…um friend along, maybe seeing her will spur him out of what he's planing to do….never mind who she is, just know we're doing everything that can be done, but prepare Carlisle; the odds aren't looking good, even with her, there is still a high chance that this isn't going to work."

She gave a sigh, then let out a soft laugh and her eyes suddenly had a loving look within them.

"I have thought of that…Yes, I… we promise." Her voice once more became pleading. "Please, don't follow me. I promise, Jasper. One way or another, I'll get out… and I love you."

She hung up and leaned back heavily in her seat with her eyes squeezed shut. "I hate lying to him."

"I guess you got the jest of it?" she asked, opening her eyes and turning her head to face me, I nodded.

"The others can't come because most likely if Edward sees any of you, he'll do something drastic, that'll get him killed on the spot before you guys can stop him. But you think that if he sees me he won't do anything and maybe come to his senses?" I asked, she nodded her head calmly.

"Wow, no pressure, just your whole family's happiness hanging over my head if I stuff this up." I sighed.

"Wait, couldn't Edward hear you though?" I asked. "Couldn't you just start thinking as soon as we get there until he gets the message that I'm alive, just a vamp? Wouldn't he just know from hearing your thoughts?"

She shook her head.

"Even if you weren't alive" I pulled a face, but she ignored it and continued. "And if he was actually listening, I would lie and say that you were alive human or vamp, I would still lie to get close to him." Once she saw my confused look, she explained. "You can lie with your thoughts. If you were dead, I would still try and stop him with me thinking 'she's alive, she's alive' as hard as I possible could. But the problem with that is that he knows that I and well all of us would do that."

I crossed my arms across my chest and glared at the seat in front of me in frustration.

I gave myself a shake, trying to rid myself of frustration.

"What did you mean, about hating to lie to Jasper?" I asked, hoping this would distract me from my own unpleasant thoughts.

She smiled at me a grim smile. "I promised him I would get out before they killed me, too. It's not something I can guarantee, really – not by a long shot."

"You mean the Volturi when you said 'they' didn't you?"

She stared at me in surprised for a moment, startled by the fact I actually knew about them.

"You know them?" she asked quietly, I shook my head.

"I've never met them, never been to Italy before." I whispered back. "But I've heard about them from my wandering around, from other vampires that didn't care if I over heard them talking. All I know really is that they are a really, really old, powerful family – sort of like the royal family for vampires. And that you don't antagonize them unless you want to…die." I gulped at the last word; it was surprisingly hard to choke out.

"The Voturi has grown somewhat from what it use to be, though no ones quite sure how many their are now, cause no one has seen them all together at once, but apparently its now quite a large family, all of them with certain gifts, that I think is the only way to get into their group. That and age, I guess." She shrugged, I realised she didn't know nor did she care to know what the rules of their family, just as long as she could get her own brother back, she didn't want a bar of them. And I think she's afraid of them and from what I had heard of them, she was within good reason to be.

Alice had her eyes closed for so long, anyone would have thought she was asleep, but I knew she was watching the future and the courses of action that was altering it and such.

After a time, I was getting thoroughly bored so I turned back to her, watching her face for any clues of what she might be seeing. Now telepathy would be uses, sadly that wasn't my talent.

My talent, I sighed why hadn't I bothered to use it, it could have saved me a whole lot of trouble, but now I couldn't use it, cause I didn't want to let Alice down. I wonder vaguely if I should tell her what my talents where, but before I could think up away to bring the topic up, Alice open her eyes and I suddenly realised how dark they where, she hadn't eaten in awhile. Come to think of it, when was the last time I had fed?

"What's wrong?' I asked her, her eyes truly did look dark in the dim light from the reading light above our heads.

"Nothing is wrong." She said smiling somewhat triumphantly. "It's right. They've decided to tell him no, they want him to join them instead." She frowned at the last bit, but that didn't stop the fierce gleam of hope in her eyes.

"Why do they want him to join them?" I asked nervously. Alice rolled her eyes at me.

"Because of his talent, they think it will be useful to them, so they want him to take a place among them."

"Somehow I don't see him agree to that." I said. She laughed softly.

"No, I can't see him agreeing either, he'll probably decline before any other even have a chance to open their mouth and it will probably be very colourful." She grinned at the thought of that. "But this is good news; they aren't willing to destroy him – 'wasteful is the word Aro going to uses." She said gleefully.

"Who's Aro?" I asked, frowning trying to remember where I had heard the name before. I suddenly saw a painting in my mind, a painting of comparatively sedate quartet of figures painted on balcony looking, calmly down at whatever mayhem was going on below them. I immediately crossed off the golden hair man from being actually part of the group. I shuddered at the memory of the painting. But where had it come from? I couldn't remember seeing that painting before.

Suddenly a soft velvet voice linked into my mind.

"Solimena was greatly inspired by Carlisle's friends. He often painted them as gods," the voice chuckled. "Aro, Marcus, Caius." A long white finger indicated which was which on the painting in my mind, two black-haired, one snowy-white. "Night-time patrons of the arts."

"Night-time patrons of the arts." I whispered. Alice shot me an odd look, but I ignored and she went back into her sleeping state.

After another hour of boredom and fidgeting on my part, Alice came to once more, her eyes frantic.

"What?" I hissed at her, since she was now staring stubbornly out the window.

"He's decided to keep it simple, even though they've told him no, he's still going to go threw with his plans." She hissed angrily.

"Which are now what?" I demanded.

"He's just going to walk out into the sun."

I blinked at her. He was just going to walk out into the sun that was it? Big deal.

"What's so bad about that? I asked her. She stared at me as if I was insane.

"We glow in sunlight, shimmering diamonds."

I thought for I moment.

"Well, I don't." I said simply.

"You what?"

"I don't glow when I go out in sun light."

Alice stared at me in amazement, I knew she was dieing to know why and how I didn't glow but she pushed all her questions to the side and we went back to the matter at hand.

"He wants to be melodramatic. Big crowd, as big a audience he can get so he's going to choose the main plaza, probably under the clock tower. There are high walls there. He'll wait until the sun is exactly overhead.

"So in other words we have until noon." I said, bouncing in my seat, desperate to get off the damn plane and get moving. Alice nodded.

"If he sticks to this plan and if we're really lucky."

The pilot came on to the intercom then, announcing, first in French, then in English, our imminent landing. The seat belt light went on.

"How far is it from Florence to Volterra?"

"Depends how fast you're willing to drive… Bella?"

"Yes."

"How strongly are you opposed to a grand theft auto?"

I open my mouth then closed. I was all against theft normally, but it so wasn't the time to think about what was right and what was wrong.

"Wow, you can sure pick your cars." I complained at her, about an hour later after we had left and airport and 'borrowed" a bright yellow Porsche as we sped down the highway, away from the city of Florence, with the Tuscan landscape flash past the window with absurd speed.

"What's the date day?" She asked ignoring my dig at her. I thought for a moment thought I was still annoyed at her for picking such a conspicuous car

"Err, the nineteenth. Why?"

"Ah, that explains the festival and flags and such. Plus its ironic, that he should choose today. Saint Marcus Day."

I thought for a minute, then I understood.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me." I complained, she shook her head.

"They are so not going to be happy about this." I groaned, burrowing my face in my hands, Alice nodded her head again in agreement.

"He is still planing to do what he was planing before, right?" I asked.

"Yes, he's going to wait until noon."

"Good." I grumbled and we both fell silent.

I don't know how much time pasted, but suddenly I saw a city that was unbelievably beautiful. And it absolutely terrified me.

"Volterra." Alice and I both announced in flat, cold voices.

Author's Note: So that's chapter 4 done, i hope you enjoyed it. It might be awhile for Chapter 5, (then again i might upload it tomorrow, who knows) since i need to think on it and chapter 6, but hopefully it won't be to long await.

You can probably guess why i name the title what i did, since both Edward and Bella are making big Decisions in this chapter. Bella decision on whether or not to help Alice save Edward (where you guys, ready to strangle me with the first part and did any of you think Bella would say no to helping Alice? I thought of writing a scenanior to that, but i decided against it.) And Edward decision, well on how he was going to die.

I'm also hinting in this chapter that Bella isn't your normal vampire. Why? you'll have to wait and see.

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