No copyright intended, all credit given to Stephenie Meyer, the creator of these characters.
I'm just having a little fun with the plot.

Alice

Laurent stalked closer to her through the trees. How could we not have seen he would return? If we were still there she would be ok…

How many times had I thought that? I knew Edward thought her life was better now we were gone, but the few glimpses I'd seen were painful to watch, let alone experience.

We couldn't help her now. It was too late for her. She would never be able to fend off a vampire.

Her future blurred, and for one fleeting second, I saw Bella again in a vision I had seen that had changed her life: stone and cold. But, it was different: she was wandering alone here. I couldn't see where she was, but she looked… terrified. There was no other word for it. Her eyes, bright crimson, roamed back and fourth and her arms, held across her body, were trembling.

I frowned. What had happened? What was that supposed to mean? I'd prepared myself for the worst; for her death. Surely she couldn't get away from Laurent. That was impossible! There were no other vampires to help her, and nothing else could help her. Hope grew inside me. Maybe she'd be okay... somehow…

Is that what I wanted, though? Having Bella be condemned to the same fate as the rest of us? Even though being away from Bella was tearing Edward up - and Bella, too - I knew that he was right in leaving her. Damning her to the fate the rest of us were prisoner to was wrong, no matter what she thought.

I knew Jasper didn't want to interrupt me, but feeling my outright horror was making him worried.
"Alice, what is going on?" He hissed. I'd stopped mid-hunt while with Jazz and Rose, but kept quiet for fear that Rose would over hear. The last thing we needed was someone running after Edward telling him his soul mate was just murdered because of us; that would just make his day.
"Wait." I muttered.
Something wasn't right... She was- gone. She had just- disappeared.

What? But she was going to be okay! She was supposed to be fine… Yet, she'd completely vanished from my sight.
What was going on?

I turned back to Jasper. I was ashamed to look him in the eye, knowing that Bella was being killed right now, and we weren't doing anything. Although there was nothing we coulddo, it felt horrible not trying.

"Jasper." I choked. "Don't tell…" I glanced through the trees, in the direction of Rose. She was almost to the mountains now, chasing her prey, far enough away that she couldn't hear us if we kept quiet.
"I think Bella's…" I couldn't finish. If I could cry, I knew tears would spring to my eyes now.
He stared at me, horror struck.
"What happened?"
"It's our fault," I moaned, "Laurent… I don't understand…" I told him what I'd seen, including the image of Bella wandering alone.

He took me in him arms and tried to sooth me, easing my dread with his control over emotions, but I still knew something bad was happening to Bella.
"Wait. You didn't actually see Bella being killed, so… maybe she's not dead." We both knew what he meant; even if she wasn't dead, she wouldn't be alive. Not really.
"Jazz, I can't see her at all. How could she of survived? It doesn't make sense that she could survive with Laurent there."
"Alice. Keep looking for her. She's not gone." He snarled thought clenched teeth.

It was a good thing we were out hunting. If the others found out that Bella had… well, I didn't exactly know what they would do, but we all knew Rosalie would do anything for Edward to come home. She'd become so sad because our family was broken; it was like mising a crucial gear in a piece of machinery without Edward. We couldn't work right without him.
"I know you don't want to think about what Edward'll do now, but we-" My words choked off as I regained sight of Bella.

Oh my God.

"Japer, call Edward NOW."

He didn't ask questions, for which I was grateful, although I knew he was burning to.

He took out his phone and hit dial. It continued to ring.
"Keep dialing!" I wailed.
I could see he was panicking; I certainly was. Jasper had given up all attempts at calm, and the phone was shaking in his grip at his effort not to smash it.

Bella was changing. It was obviously too late for her, but she couldn't do it alone. We could run back to Forks, but I knew the person who would want to, and the only person who could ease Bella's pain, was Edward.
And he wasn't answering the God damned phone.

Jasper handed me the mobile. It was still ringing.
"Pick it up!" I shouted into the receiver. I hung up and hit dial again, this time, the line got through.
"Jasper? What's wrong?" His voice sounded dead; I flinched. It was horrible, knowing how torn apart his life was. What would he think when he found out about Bella? Would he be happy to know that he would see her again?

I grimaced. That was obvious. Of course he wouldn't. He'd rip himself up further knowing that it was he who had 'destroyed' her soul, giving her a fate he'd never wanted for her. He would be in shreds by the time he reached her.
"Edward, go back to Forks now."

He sighed. I knew he became instantly distressed when we ever mentioned anything to do with Bella, but he was good at hiding it—most of the time. His voice sounded so pained when he spoke that it was impossible to cover up how much he missed her.

"Alice, we've been over this. I'm not going back. We've done enough damage—"
"Well at the moment that doesn't matter, because if you don't get back Bella is going to be writhing in pain alone for days." I Snapped "Go. Back."
A painful silence stretched on across the line.

I felt so guilty; knowing that, right now, the pain he was feeling must be like leaving Bella all over again. What I said would really be sinking in; knowing Edward, he would try and deny it, but there was no mistaking the meaning behind my words.

After a few more unbearably long seconds, I heard the sound of wind on the other side of the line.
"Where?" He snarled.
"In the meadow. Laurent got her. He's gone now, but I didn't see what happened to him."
The sound of air whipping past the receiver increased, and I knew he would be running as fast as he could to reach the one he loved. Right now, he would never have the patients to sit in an idle plain or train while the travel checks were carried out.

He didn't have to far to run, only from northern Mexico. At his speed, he would be there soon.
"Alice... How long has she got..?" He whispered. The agony was clear in his voice, even more than before.
I looked into the misty depths of Bella's rapidly changing future. Vivid things flashed before my eyes before I could decipher them, but the time when her pain was stop was clear.
"About three da—" The line went dead. I sighed. He obviously didn't want any more help.

I looked into Jaspers stunned face and nodded. I knew he had heard enough to know what was going on.
"They're going to be okay?" He asked it as a question, even though I knew he was trying to reassure me.

Their reunion wouldn't be pleasant, let alone under the circumstances. Bella truly believed that Edward didn't love her. Would she think otherwise when he came back? Well, I certainly hoped so. Something good would come of this, even if it's painful for them both.

"Jasper, lets not say anything about this right now. Think how Esme would worry; If Bella is ok, we'll tell them. She may not even want to stay…" I trailed off.

She might not stay.
Perhaps she would rebel, like any other newborn. She would be thirsty and craving human blood. She wouldn't want to live off animals…
He nodded. "She'll come back, Alice. They'll be fine."

I took his hand and turned back to the forest. Even though this would be painful for them both, something good would come of it.