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I flicked through my closet not really seeing the clothes; I just couldn't bring myself to care much. For the last six months, I had been unable to care much about anything. I stayed with Carlisle and Esme for two months but we couldn't find Bella, I needed to escape, I couldn't be there anymore, I felt like such a failure, they counted on me to watch out for the family but I couldn't. Why did I have visions if I couldn't protect the people I loved? I couldn't face them, their continuing pain was my fault, I couldn't see anything useful, I couldn't find my sister, so I jumped on a flight to Paris, I didn't deserve their compassion, I had failed them, failed my best friend, my sister. I loved this city but I ached for my sister. She needed me. She had needed me so much these last few years and I hadn't been there, I hadn't even been watching out for her. At first, I had been sure Edward would go back to her but he hadn't. I couldn't understand it. He loved her. I knew he loved her. We used to be so close, then he left Bella. We fought so much after that and then he left to track Victoria. We've never been the same. I felt bad about it but I missed Bella. I'd never had a friend like her before. Rosalie was my sister but it wasn't the same. She and Bella were different. I loved them both. I wanted them both in my life and happy. I should be able to ensure their happiness. I saw the fucking future how could I not have made their lives better, made sure they were happy? Poor Bella. She had suffered so much and so much of it was because of us. Jasper had warned us, he'd said we needed to track down and take out Victoria, keep an eye on Laurent to but we hadn't. I hadn't. Bella had lost her father because of it. The dogs had saved Bella though, first with Laurent and then with Victoria, they had lost two of their own, but killed Victoria and her newborns. I had failed my sister. I should have seen she needed me. Why hadn't I seen any of it? I had promised Edward not to look, not to interfere. It was what Bella wanted. A clean break. Seeing us would hurt her. We were a danger to her. We only brought more trouble to her, like James. Even I was a danger to her with Jasper. It wasn't his fault. He wasn't that monster he used to be. He'd never be that again but the diet was so hard for him. It was selfish of me to always want her around. I had hurt him so much. Why hadn't I seen what would happen on her birthday? She hadn't even wanted a party I was just so excited. My sister was eighteen. She was best friend, how could I not be happy about her having been born? It was my fault. All of it was my fault. I should have seen. What good am I to any of my family if I don't see things to protect them? What good is a vision if I can't change it or even make sure it happened? Bella should have been safe, she should have been one of us, I had seen it. How had everything changed so much? What had I missed?

I pulled out a dress and gasped as my closet was replaced with a vision.

She was smiling sadly, "Everything happens for a reason Carlisle. I wouldn't change having met and loved either my husband or Paul and if things hadn't happened the way they did I might not have had the chance to know or love them. I might have been one of you and while I used to think all I wanted was to be by Edward's side, I've grown up, I've learned a lot about myself and I want more than just belonging to someone else. I grew up always taking care of others, Edward and your family taught me to let others take care of me, Paul taught me to take care of myself. With Luc," Her voice broke painfully, "with Luc I learned what love should be, a partnership. He was my companion, my friend, my lover, my supporter and I was all of those things for him. He took care of me and he let me take care of him. Even if we only had each other for a short time, I'm glad I had that love with him, no matter how painful it is now."

Carlisle reached over and hugged Bella, "I'm still sorry we were not there for you. That we left you with a threat like Victoria, that we weren't able to comfort you or protect you from so much pain."

"I'm sorry your family is broken because of me."

"No." He pulled back, "Our family is not broken, a little different but the love is still there and the damage is of our own making. We left you. We brought you into our family and then left you, it was a decision that damaged all of us, but it was us who caused that damage, we hurt ourselves and you and it is I who is sorry."

Bella hugged him to her, "We can't change the past and I don't know that I want to, not if it meant the good things not happening. All we can do is move forward. I forgive you if you forgive me."

"There is nothing to forgive." He assured her, pausing before continuing, "In this move forward, do you think you might consider coming home? Or at least allowing the family to know where you are, to visit you sometimes."

"Home?" She asked him frowning delicately.

"To live with us. Esme and I, sometimes the others when they come, Rose and Emmett are there now, I don't know when the others might return, I imagine they will all return as soon as they hear we've brought you home."

She swallowed back the lump in her throat, tears gathering in her eyes, "You want me? You want me to come live with you?"

"Very much." Carlisle assured her.

She gave him a watery smile but it faded just as quickly, "I can't go back to the past Carlisle."

His face fell, "Of course."

She reached out and took his hand, "What I mean is, I'm not the same girl I was, I can't, I don't love him anymore. I suppose a part of me does, it always will but Edward and I, that will never happen."

"I understand. I never expected, I mean, Edward isn't often with us anymore. For a long time he was on his own, now he is in Denali. He checks in and visits but" Carlisle sent her a small smile, "We, none of us, expect things to be the way they were." It grew a little as he continued, "I think some even hope they won't be." At her confused look he chuckled, "Rosalie has missed you more than even she would have guessed and not just because your absence made her husband sad."

She smiled, "Ok. As long as we are on the same page."

He looked a little stunned and cautious as he spoke next, "You'll come home with Esme and I?"

She nodded and he pulled her into a tight hug.

I came back to the view of my closet and dropped to the ground sobbing. Carlisle had found Bella and he was bringing her home. My sister was coming home. I needed her to forgive me. I needed her to know I had thought of her everyday and that I loved her. I had to tell her how sorry I was for failing her, for not getting to her in time to save her family, for not seeing, for not stopping her pain.

Three hours later and I was at the Paris airport ready to fly to our home in Canada. I felt some of my old excitement coming back to me as I picked up my first class ticket.

I flicked open my cell phone and called Jasper.

"Ali." He answered.

"Jazz." I practically squealed into the phone. "You need to pack your things and go to the Canada house."

"What's going on? You are far to happy for there to be something wrong." He read the excitement in my tone, which was so like it was before we had left Forks.

"Carlisle found Bella and he's bringing her home."

His voice came back hesitant. "I don't know that she'd want to see me."

"Jazz…" My voice tapered off as a vision swam before my eyes.

Her hand reached out and touched his cheek, her voice soft, "There is nothing for you to be sorry for. It was never your fault."

The vision shifted but it was so similar, Bella and a tortured looking Jasper…

"I'm so sorry Darlin."

Her delicate hand reached out to lie over his jaw, "It wasn't your fault."

A third vision again so similar to the last two, Bella and Jasper looking into each other's eyes…

"I'm sorry."

She reached out, her fingers tracing his cheekbone, "There is nothing to forgive."

"Ali?" Jasper's voice came to me over the phone, still held to my ear. I blinked to clear my mind of the visions. Each image was so similar and yet each seemed more intimate than the last.

"I think you should come Jasper." My voice had lost all its previous excitement, not because of the vision itself but because I was no longer so confident in them, I hoped these were true and I hoped that what I thought they meant was true and that it happened but I wouldn't interfere. I couldn't try to make it happen or everything might change. I had tried to make what I saw happen in Forks come true, Bella a vampire, living with us, my best friend and sister. I had failed. It had never come to be. I had ruined everything trying to make it all come true.

"Ali?"

"I wont say either way you decide but I think you should come." I told him. Please come Jazz. I silently pleaded. Please, please, please come. It will be good for you both. You need to know from her it wasn't your fault. She is to good to ever have blamed you. You'll care about each other. I was sure it was what the vision meant. Maybe even love each other. Please, please come. My thoughts went off into a whirlwind. Had I been wrong all along? Could Bella be Jasper's mate and not Edwards? Was I blind to it then because I loved Jasper, because I was with him and Edward was single? Edward was attracted to her, he couldn't read her, she was his singer. I was sure it and the vision of her with our family meant she was his mate. Had my encouraging their relationship been what ruined the vision of her with our family, with her as my best friend and sister forever? What had I done? Or was I wrong now? Were they only friends? Would Bella even become a vampire now? I wanted her to, so much, maybe I was seeing things not there because of it. I couldn't interfere.

My thoughts were broken into by a voice over the phone, "Hey Major is that the Pixie?" I heard Peter calling from a distance to Jasper. He must have run up at Jasper's silent affirmative answer because his voice sounded closer when he spoke again, "Ask her if there is something going on with the Cullen's. I think we are supposed to go there soon."

I laughed as I pictured Jasper rolling his eyes, "Ok Eight Ball and Yoda have spoken, I guess I'm booking a flight to Canada."

"Are Charlotte and Peter coming? I'll make the rooms ready."

"See you soon Pixie." Peter called, his voice getting distant again.

"I guess we'll be seeing you then Ali."

"Don't worry Jazz. I think everything is going to be ok."

"Still wouldn't bet against you Darlin." He told me, making me smile. The thing was that now I would bet against me.

"See you soon then."

"When do you get in?"

I sought out my vision and saw him arriving at the house with Peter and Charlotte, I continued to look and saw Carlisle return with Esme and Bella.

"I get in a day before you and Bella arrives with Carlisle and Esme two days after that."

"You calling Edward?"

I hesitated; I hadn't spoken to Edward since he had ordered me not to look for Bella in New Orleans, "No. If he wanted to speak with her he could have stayed to help us look for her or gone back to her anytime over the last four years. If she wants to talk to him that will be her choice. She can call him."

"I agree."

"I have to board now."

"Have a good flight Ali."

"See you in 37 hours."

He laughed, "And how many minutes?"

I giggled, "eighteen."

"See you then."

"Bye." I hung up the phone and boarded the plane. I shut my eyes and searched for visions of Bella.