The moment Sadie woke up, she knew something was different. She didn't know what, exactly, but she had a strange feeling that something had changed during the night.

Trying to figure out what it could be, Sadie showered and began to dress.

And that was when she realized, the persistent sound of raindrops on the roof had died.

Sadie rushed to her room's window and looked outside, gasping in wonder. Instead of the usual cloudy day and large puddles, everything was covered in a thin layer of snow.

As Sadie watched snowflakes slowly drift to the white ground, her memory was transported back to the countless Christmas movies she had watched with her sister growing up. She wished Sarah could be watching this with her now.

Sadie leaned her forehead against the cold glass of the window as she allowed her mind to wander.

She was brought back violently by a voice that called her from downstairs.

"Sadie!" Alice called. "Breakfast!"

A growl from Sadie's stomach answered the call below, and Sadie began to hop down the steps and into the downstairs hallway, trying not to let homesickness consume her.

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Alice was mixing some eggs in a bowl. She was mixing them as fast as she could, to make them as fluffy as possible. She always wanted to make the best food for her guest, not only to try to make her feel more at home, but to prove to everyone that her skills were not only in the fashion department.

Alice listened as Sadie went down the stairs, and sighed slightly. Usually, Alice could tell how Sadie felt by how she came downstairs in the morning, and today's overly exaggerated hopping meant that Sadie was feeling slightly homesick.

Alice wished she could do something more for the lonely girl, but she knew right now it was out of her hands. Maybe later, when she'd made better friends with Sadie, but for now, Mark was the only way to make her feel better.

As soon as Alice heard Sadie on the last step, her egg-beating slowed to a more human pace.

Sadie smiled as she entered the kitchen, trying to make it seem as normal as possible. But Alice's unnaturally sharp eyes could tell she was upset.

Resolving to tell Mark about Sadie, Alice began to pour the eggs into a pan.

And that was when it hit her. The vision overwhelmed all of Alice's other senses, as usual.

Alice was now standing in the middle of the snow-covered forest. She could hear quick footsteps approaching. In the distance, between the trees, she could make out her home.

A figure burst into Alice's sight, a tall man. His shiny dark hair was pulled back into a ponytail, his skin shone porcelain-white, and his eyes gleamed crimson red. As he turned to look at the house, his eyes shone, and he began to furtively creep towards the vampire home.

Alice turned around as a howl was heard, and her vision went dark.

The werewolves had intervened.

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Sadie was watching Alice pour the eggs into a pan, when all of a sudden, Alice stiffened. The bowl fell from her frozen fingers to the white floor.

Sadie stood, surprised. She had never seen a member of the Cullen family ever drop anything. They always seemed so careful when they handled stuff, it was always in perfect condition.

Sadie began to feel concerned for Alice, who hadn't moved for some time.

"Alice?" she called tentatively. "Alice, what's wrong?"

Alice still didn't move, it didn't even look like she was breathing.

Growing frightened, Sadie ran out of the kitchen to look for the father of the house.

"Carlisle!" she called desperately as she ran up the stairs.

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Carlisle was sitting in his study, looking over some medical papers when he heard a crash downstairs.

Chuckling slightly to himself, he thought of how Sadie could be so clumsy sometimes, but then again, all humans were rather clumsy.

However, after a short while he heard Sadie's voice calling Alice's name and asking her what was wrong.

Deciding that something must be amiss, he slowly got up from his desk.

Pounding feet were heard on the stairs, and Sadie's desperate voice filled the air.

"Carlisle!"

Carlisle ran to the door and stood there until Sadie reached him, even in emergencies, appearances must be kept.

Sadie's face looked afraid and worried.

"It's Alice," she said, "she's standing frozen in the kitchen, nothing I did would wake her."

Carlisle immediately grasped Sadie's shoulder and they both walked downstairs and into the kitchen.

To Sadie's surprise, Alice was on her knees, cleaning the floor. As soon as the pair entered, Alice looked up.

"Oh! Good morning, Carlisle," she said brightly. "Is something wrong?"

"Sadie got worried when you wouldn't move, and she called me."

Alice turned to look at Sadie, "I'm sorry for frightening you like that. It's just that I only just remembered, today's the last day of the half-off sale and I haven't bought anything yet."

Sadie nodded suspiciously as she sat in her seat at the table.

"Oh, I'm sorry for distracting you, Carlisle," she said.

"It's quite all right," Carlisle answered, catching the meaningful look his daughter was giving him.

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Alice led her father into the hall, well away from Sadie's hearing.

"I had a vision," she said quietly.

"What did you see?"

"A vampire is headed this way."

"The Volturi?"

"No, a loner. He's probably just looking for a meal or something."

"What happened to him?"

"I don't know, the dogs intervened, and I couldn't see anything anymore."

"Did you see Sadie?"

"No, but since she's with Mark all the time that's not surprising."

"We have to get her out of here, for her own safety. Alice, you will go with her, along with Mark and Esme."

"All right, Carlisle."

"Now just to get her out of here without making her suspicious."

"I think I know how to do that."

(A/N) Hello! I'm back from my trip to Mars! And in case you're wondering, it was very chilly, and I have the cold to prove it. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chappie, and I hope you're not too annoyed with me for not updating in about a month, but I'm back now, and updating as soon as possible, kay?

Catty: For the hundredth time, do not forget to post the disclaimer. You really should start working on your memory skills.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or snow.