Jasper POV
When I opened my eyes, I was alone. I felt oddly alert this time, and I felt terrible. My mouth was dry, I was thirsty, and my whole body ached.
"Alice?" I called hoarsely.
No answer, just silence.
"Alice? Esme?"
No one came. I felt that familiar fear wash over me and my pain increased. I wanted Alice.
I got out of bed unsteadily and went to the stairs, uncertain about going down, half-afraid I would fall since I hadn't walked in so long. "Alice?"
When she didn't reply, I half-fell, half-walked down the stairs. The living room was empty, as was the kitchen. They had left me.
Shocked and frightened, I went back upstairs to the safety of my room and lay down in my bed, whimpering in pain and fear. I couldn't believe they were actually gone.
I wasn't sure if I was actually asleep, or just in a daze, but when I opened my eyes, cold hands were on my face, cooling my hot cheeks.
"I'm sorry," Alice was saying. "Emmett was supposed to be with you while we were gone, but the idiot left! I had a vision of you wandering around the house scared! And don't you know you're not meant to be walking around like that? Especially alone, you might've fallen and hurt yourself. Oh, honey, you're burning up; should I get you an ice pack?"
A sob wrenched its way from my throat, and she hugged me tightly.
"Where did you all go? I thought you all left me."
"No, of course not, we would never leave you. Rose, Edward, and Esme went hunting, Carlisle was at work, and I had to go to Bella's. Emmett was supposed to stay with you. I won't leave you with him again, I promise."
I was tired now, feeling much better now that she was back, and having a hard time focusing on her words. Alice sighed and wrapped her arms around me, kissing the top of my head.
"It's ok, Jas, go to sleep."
҉҉҉
Alice was gone again. Immediately afraid, I got up and painfully made my way to the stairs. The living room was quiet.
I went down.
"Jasper Hale!" Esme shouted. "What are you doing down here?"
They were all here, besides Edward, but I barely noticed. To my shock and embarrassment, I began to cry. I was so stunned by her yelling. Esme hardly ever shouted at me.
Alice leapt up and hugged me. "Shh, Jasper… hush, don't cry. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you alone up there."
Eventually, I was quieted and led back upstairs to my room, where I was tucked into bed, but I stayed awake for a long time, listening to make sure they didn't leave me.
(A/N: Jasper's dream IS going to be the exact same as Bella's dream in New Moon, because I think it fits how he's feeling right now. It is word-for-word, I know. Don't like it, don't read this.)
The dream was back. I'd had this dream when I was drifting in that strange, sleepy state I'd been in for so long.
My nightmare wouldn't frighten anyone else. No monsters, no ghosts, no psychopaths. There was nothing. Only nothing. Just the endless maze of trees, so quiet, the silence an uncomfortable pressure against my ears. It was dark, like dusk on a cloudy day, with only enough light to see that there was nothing to see. I hurried through the gloom without a path, always searching…searching, searching, getting more frantic as the time stretched on, trying to move faster, though the speed made me clumsy. Then came the point in my dream- and I felt it coming now- when I couldn't remember what it was I was searching for, when I realized there was nothing to search for, and nothing to find. That there had never been anything more than this empty, dreary wood, and there would never be anything more for me… nothing but nothing.
That's when the screaming started.
"Shh… Jasper, wake up, shh. Hush, baby, you're safe." Alice was with me, rocking me back and forth too quickly to comfort me. "What happened? Did you have a nightmare?"
Even as she kissed all over my face and held me, an aching began in my chest and my eyes burned with tears that would never be shed. I curled over, pressing my face into her blouse and trying to breathe.
"Jasper, sweetie, its okay. You're safe… I love you, please stop screaming."
To my surprise, a strangled sound was still coming from my throat. I barely managed to stop it.
"That's better," she cooed. "Do you want to talk about it?"
I mumbled out a 'no.'
"All right." She wasn't happy with my refusal, but she gave no indication of it. Instead, she kissed my cheek and said, "Open up."
I looked at her quizzically.
"I need to check your temperature. Open up," she repeated. Suddenly Carlisle appeared beside her, holding out a thermometer.
I opened my mouth and waited until it beeped.
Alice turned it so I couldn't see and showed Carlisle. "Is this bad?"
I didn't hear him answer, so he must've nodded. I closed my eyes, turning away from them and curling under my blankets.
A minute later, Alice's weight settled on the bed next to me and the door shut as Carlisle left.
"You'll be fine." Her voice was soft.
"Have you seen it?" I asked hopefully.
"No," she said. "But I think you will be. Let's try to be positive."
I sighed and didn't answer. I felt sick, and was not in the mood for being positive. And I could tell she wasn't either, not really.
Downstairs, there was a knock on the door. Someone was here.
So, it's either Peter or Eleazar that just arrived. Who do you want it to be? Reviews, please!